It was already night, there was no light in the room, and the dim starlight shone into the small cell through the narrow window, and the musty space was very dim, but the old and the young were still answering correctly, and most of them were Zhu Ding talking, Mr. Wen was listening, and the mouth was dry, and the listener was full of energy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The night was hazy, the cicadas and frogs were singing, and the cell fell into a brief silence in the pleasant but noisy sounds of nature.

Mr. Wen looked at the child in front of him with a complicated face, who had always been just a little clever and small-tricked, and he had to admit in his heart that he had read countless people and really looked away this time.

Mr. Wen habitually lowered his hand, wanting to pick up the non-existent tea bowl, only to find that he was not in the study, but in the prison cell, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how many years, there are few things that can make him so engrossed.

"I don't really care about what you asked Wu Bingzhi to do, whether you let him collect gambling sticks to find out the news, let the group of beggars you have raised for two years spread nursery rhymes, or even you arrange for the homeless people to buy off the sergeants to obtain military funds, these seem to me, although I am very surprised that it is the handiwork of a child and a scoundrel, but they are all petty schemes, not elegant.

What I'm curious about is how did you find out that the two of us and Zhu Tuyuan's family are abnormal, the old man thinks that he is no different from the ordinary Mr. Xixi on weekdays, Zhu Tuyuan and your aunt also play the role of mean elders very well, how did you figure it out? ”

Mr. Wen asked, Zhu Ding naturally expected it a long time ago, after all, it is difficult for any normal thirteen-year-old boy to analyze his living environment so thoroughly, let alone in this era when there are no YY novels.

If it had been placed in the past, Zhu Ding would not have revealed these thoughts like this, everyone pretended to be confused together, and waited until he closed his eyes and legs on a certain birthday before the age of eighteen to report to the next place he crossed, and everything in this Ming Dynasty would be finished.

But the old man went, and the old man who gave him the most real warmth was killed, so Zhu Ding could no longer remain silent, he had to rely on the strength of Mr. Wen and others to avenge the old man, and now he is too weak.

And Mr. Wen's question is an unavoidable question, this matter must not be told the truth, once Zhu Ding said frankly: I am the ninth son of heaven, but I died young, and I was born in this life with Su Hui?

If he dares to say this, he will either be cut to death by Mr. Wen and others as a demon and help him reincarnate in advance, or he will be imprisoned in a small black house as a psychopath, and he will never see the light of day again, and he will avenge the bird with his own hands!

So this excuse naturally fell on the head of the old aunt and grandmother, the purpose was to avenge his old man, in case Zhu Ding could meet the old man again after his death, he would not pay attention to it......

"My husband knows that the student is close to my aunt and grandmother, and that I spend more time with her old man than at home, and the old man often tells me not to forget the kindness of my uncle and aunt when I grow up, and they have paid the price that ordinary people cannot bear for my safety.

The student remembered for a long time, and clearly remembered that my uncle and aunt were very good to me before I was admitted to Xiucai, but after that, my attitude began to change, and it was not that the people in the town said that they disliked me because of my cousin's birth.

When I was seriously ill that year, if it weren't for my aunt's undressing waiting, I wouldn't be alive now, and the tears of her love at that time were remembered by the students.

Soon after that, the two gentlemen came, although the students were young, but they had read some of the "Spring and Autumn" and "Warring States", and the two gentlemen's talents were not necessarily inferior to the predecessors of the ranks, and the difference between me and my cousin was not obvious, but the students could feel it.

In addition, students have found that there are many shadows in their homes, which ordinary people will never have.

That's why the students guessed that maybe my identity was not as simple as a country urchin, and Mr. Fang Cai's words proved it. ”

Mr. Wen was silent for a moment, and then said in a tone that I don't know whether to approve or sigh: "The old man really doesn't know whether to praise you for your intelligence, or whether to call you narcissistic, you guess not wrong, it's just that we people, including Zhu Tuyuan and his wife, are not so simple, but you just need to know that we are all loyal to your father or mother, and we are loyal to you!" ”

"You have told me so much, presumably there are some things in your plan that you can't solve for me to do, this will not be mentioned for the time being, but I want to remind you that your father is very powerful in the Ming Dynasty, even if you don't do anything, the old lady's feud will soon be settled, and you will definitely be safe.

Why do you bother with all your life? ”

Zhu Ding bowed and said: "The student just wants to avenge the old man with her own hands, she may be more comforted under Jiuquan, please Mr. fulfillment." ”

Mr. Wen didn't say anything more, but in turn he saluted Zhu Ding, who had just stood up, and the etiquette of his subordinates to his superiors, and then he said to Zhu Ding calmly: "Lao Chun, Zhu Tuyuan and his wife, and the twelve Shadow Snake Guards are from your father and mother respectively, but since we came to Fengyang Town, the lives of our people and our families have been closely linked with you, so we are all your people after all." ”

After Mr. Wen stretched his legs and feet a little, he turned around with the food box and left, he didn't even ask who Zhu Ding's murderer was, and how he determined it, in his opinion, these were trivial matters, not worth his labor, and he was even ready to kill the wrong person and then use this to teach Zhu Ding.

Zhu Ding's excellence and safety are what he needs to pay attention to, and to die innocently for Zhu Ding's growth, in his eyes, it is not a problem.

Mr. Wen has never been a good person in the traditional sense, but he is a loyal subordinate, not pedantic but decisive, loyal and decisive, which is the most important factor that Zhu Ding's father sent him.

After Mr. Wen left, Zhu Ding was left alone in the cell, and in the musty space, there were no rats or cockroaches, which was very unusual.

The most abnormal thing is Zhu Ding's dream last night, the rebirth of the ninth world plus his first short period of more than 20 years, more than 100 years, he has always slept honestly, never dreamed.

The dream is so real, even the characters in the dream are indeed their own people, and they also said to Zhu Yuanzhang repeatedly in history to "report peace", but what Zhu Ding saw in the dream was a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood and countless dry bones.

Sure enough, this sloppy monk appeared in Zhu Ding's dream this night, and he kept reporting the peace, but he pulled him all over the mountains and deserts, the vast sea and the strong lake, everything was blood red, everything was white bones, and the lingering cry of the soul trapped Zhu Ding all the time, so that he could not be at peace for a while.

It wasn't until the red sun rose and the golden rooster dawned, and a faint glimmer of light lit up the cramped cell, that Zhu Ding broke free from the dream with a wet body, which was so vivid that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time when he had always woken up, so that he sniffed the sweat on his body and had a bloody sweetness.

There was some fear in his heart, but he returned to normal in an instant, and then returned to his previous state of mind, the ninth emperor was the emperor, although he did not live long, but he experienced countless ups and downs, and his state of mind was not comparable to that of ordinary teenagers.

He carefully wiped away the troubles caused by the dream, raised his head slightly, but at the fence was a hot food box, with a letter on the lid of the food box, and an old yellow dog with some hair loss on the side of the food box, which was rhubarb.

Judging from the crooked handwriting, this letter was written by the chubby, somewhat cute cousin Zhu Ju, and there were no sensational words, just a simple explanation of why the person who delivered the meal would be an old dog with hair everywhere.

The Zhu family is now in Fengyang Town, which has stinked to the extreme, not to mention the servants and miscellaneous servants, and the family of three does not even dare to leave the house for half a step, otherwise it will be greeted by a meal of rotten eggs and rotten leaves, and Mr. Wen and Chun also seem to have disappeared, and they always can't catch people, so the glorious and arduous mission of sending prison meals fell on this big dog who understands human nature.

After all, even if the townspeople hate the Zhu family again, they will not be embarrassed by a loyal dog, not to mention that they all think very highly of themselves, and they think that they are more than one level higher than the people elsewhere.

Since Zhu Ding was imprisoned, except for the strange jailer that day, no county officials have ever come to this prison, as if the high-ranking county master has forgotten Zhu Ding, which is completely out of line, but Zhu Ding knows that the county commander Xu Zhi is waiting for him to escape, and the prison door has never been locked.

But how did he know that Zhu Ding was an ordinary young man, how could he fulfill his wish?

Zhu Ding stayed in this empty prison for more than half a month, and there was no shadow of Zhu Ding's speculation that the torture and torture were tortured into a trick to happen, and even the county government did not arrange a routine questioning, which is not logical, let alone the regulations of the government to handle the case, and the matter is becoming more and more strange.

Fortunately, since Rhubarb came here to spend the night with him, Zhu Ding has never had nightmares, and when he is full of energy, the dark injuries on his body have also healed, so he began to wait patiently, waiting for Xu Zhi's means, waiting for Shanshan's belated will to come to the capital, and waiting for his small means to suddenly explode in the fine moisturizing things.

After Xu Zhi arrested Zhu Ding, he was not without a backhand, in fact, as early as the night when Zhu Ding was imprisoned, he was ready to attack, maybe Zhu Ding's talent and fame would bring him some trouble, but this was not more laborious for him and the adult behind him than shaking off the dust on his body.

That day, the strange jailer was actually the first move, but he was taken by the inexplicable momentum of Zhu Ding's body, and was shocked out of prison by a thirteen-year-old weak child.

The Fengyang Town Prison was completely taken over by six gates, and no one was allowed to enter unless it was a holy oracle.

As for why this special yamen, who has always only asked the rivers and lakes and ignores civil affairs, appears here, and why does it interfere in government affairs?

Xu Zhi looked at the head catcher in a cyan regular uniform with a plain silver belt and a biao-shaped ornament, and saw his gloomy gaze that patrolled back and forth on his neck, so he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to let out a fart, so he happily handed over the power and sent away the jailers who had been arranged.

The military attache of the Ming Dynasty during the Hongwu period was still quite brave and tough.

On this day, Xu Zhi took his henchman Master Ma to fish and drink on the lake, he wanted to have a good chat with his henchmen, these days he can be called a difficult sleep, and the strongest swordsman under his command also fell to his death in the Qinglou yesterday, which made him feel that there seemed to be a shadow on his head gradually lowering, if it were not for the guarantee of Lord Fuzun, he would almost have to run away.

The fast knife hand under Xu Zhi was naturally the strange jailer who killed the old aunt and grandmother, who had died in Fengyang Mansion on the third day after Zhu Ding was imprisoned.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, he always felt that the death of the quick knife hand was too strange, with that person's martial arts, even if he was drunk, he would not fall from the upper floor, let alone not be able to save himself when he fell.

Distraught, he suddenly lifted the fishing rod in his hand, wanting to vent his fear and doubts with Master Ma, but when he wanted the fishing rod to rise, his hand sank, followed by a cry of pain and a pop of a heavy object falling into the water.

And Xu Zhi's eyes were also splashed with a few points of blood, and there was an eyeball on his fishing hook.