Chapter Seventy-Three: Wish-fulfilled
Although Wu Xin was reluctant to exchange Chen Guang's clothes for the beggar's tattered clothes, he was also wearing a good one, after changing the beggar's clothes, Wu Xin couldn't help but shake his head, and he still didn't understand what Chen Guang wanted to do. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The beggar changed into Wu Xin's clothes, although it didn't fit very well, but the feel, the comfort, was even better than the dirt-stained clothes on his body, I don't know how much, picked up the collar and smelled it, there seemed to be a fragrance of herbs.
Although he felt that Wu Xin's brain was not normal, it did not prevent him from showing off to his companions, and after winning the envious and jealous eyes of many peers, he continued to beg with his broken bowl on his toes.
Wu Xin held Chen Guang's clothes in one hand and the beggar's clothes in the other, and after walking a few steps, he curiously approached his nose and sniffed it, and immediately felt very regretful, and he couldn't wait to throw the clothes into outer space. Shook his head helplessly, how could the second master have such a habit?
Of course, Chen Guang had careful thoughts, otherwise he would not have done something that seemed to be something that only people with a sick brain could do. Wu Xin took the beggar's clothes, and by the way, Chen Guang's clothes were also brought back. "Second master, that person said that this dress was not suitable and liked me, so he changed mine." Chen Guang didn't care either, took the beggar's clothes from Wu Xin's hand and put them on, and said, "Then you can wear this one of mine." β
Putting on the beggar's clothes, Chen Guang said, "You go to the inn and wait, I'll go and meet that Gong Changlong for a while." Oh yes, I'll have to bring a pen and paper. β
With everything ready, Chen Guang began to wander the street alone, and after a while, he attracted the attention of the two soldiers and surrounded Chen Guang.
"Who are you?" A soldier asked.
Chen Guang raised his middle finger at him and said with a smile: "You are blind, can't you see that I am a beggar?" β
The soldier snorted coldly and said, "You are not a beggar, beggars generally say that they are good citizens at this time, what kind of person are you?" β
Good citizens? Damn, are you the Imperial Army?
"What nonsense are you talking to him, catch it first." Another soldier said.
"Well, that makes sense, or you're smart."
Hey, hey, hey, this has something to do with being smart and hairy, this is a normal person's thinking.
Chen Guang was no longer able to complain, he was arrested, and he didn't even enter the yamen, so he came directly to the entrance of the prison.
"Yo ho, caught another one?" The man watching the cell door smiled when he saw that someone had come again.
"This is a self-inflicted death, dangling in front of my eyes, don't catch him and catch anyone, put him in, focus on taking care of it."
"Oh? Okay, okay, it must be as you wish. β
The heavy door opened, and Chen Guang was pushed into the dark prison, which seemed to be an underworld, and as soon as he entered, he could smell a strange smell. First of all, there is a long and narrow stone passage, and after walking a short distance, I went down a staircase with a 90-degree turn, and I saw rows and rows of detention cells, and at first glance, there were more than a dozen such detention cells in this row, which were full of beggars, and it was estimated that there were no less than 100 people.
Some of these beggars were crying and scolding loudly, and some were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy in a panic, and the entire enclosed space was filled with such chaotic sounds. The jailer shouted, "What are you shouting? Shout, cut off your tongues, and drink again. β
Although he took out his long knife to demonstrate, no one listened to him, those who wailed still wailed, those who scolded still scolded, and the jailer had no choice but to threaten the people in several nearby detention cells, and simply ignored them after it didn't work.
Chen Guang's previous plan was to disguise himself as a beggar and be arrested, and then imprisoned with Gong Changlong, and get Gong Changlong's confession.
Although I haven't seen Gong Changlong, and I can't recognize it, but Chen Guang doesn't know it, it doesn't mean that the jailers here don't know either, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, Chen Guang didn't know when there was a big silver ingot in his hand, he took the silver ingot and turned it in his hand, and the light that emitted immediately attracted the attention of the jailer. Chen Guang said in a low voice: "This eldest brother, may I ask where Gong Changlong is being held?" β
The jailer suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Guang, he knew that Chen Guang was not a beggar, and he said vigilantly, "Who are you?" β
Chen Guangdao: "I am this Gong Changlong's fellow countryman, come in and see him, if you lock me up with him, this silver will be yours." β
"Heh, come in here, do you think you can still bargain? It's so naΓ―ve. The jailer looked at the silver ingot with bright eyes, said a word, and then came over to snatch the silver ingot in Chen Guang's hand with lightning speed.
If Chen Guang is a beggar, then the speed will definitely not be as fast as this jailer, even if Chen Guang is an ordinary person and a scholar, the speed may not be faster than this jailer, after all, practice makes perfect.
However, who is Chen Guang? That's with Ling Bo's micro-step, and when he gets lucky, he is a man like the wind, no matter how fast this jailer is, in front of him is just a pediatric, how can he snatch the silver ingot in his hand?
The jailer only felt that his eyes were flickering, the silver ingot was gone, he looked at Chen Guang in surprise, Chen Guang smiled and said: "Don't be so anxious, what should be yours is yours, if I don't give it to you, you can't grab it, and you can't grab it." β
"Hmph." The jailer snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to act rashly, on this errand, he was facing all kinds of people, ordinary people and unusual people, and it was obvious that the young man in front of him was not ordinary.
He took Chen Guang to the innermost detention room, where there was a person, and the jailer said, "Oh, this is the Gong Changlong you are looking for, go in." β
Chen Guang smiled: "Thank you." Then he presented the silver ingot and said, "If you can give me a pot of wine and a few snacks, then I will be grateful." He has at least ten taels of silver ingots, which is a lot of money, and there are several tables in an ordinary hotel, Chen Guang just wants a pot of wine and a few snacks, this jailer will not refuse, and when he gets the silver, his tone of voice is much more relaxed, and he says, "Okay, then you wait." β
The jailer opened the door of the detention room, and Chen Guang walked in, and the jailer locked the detention room, shook the silver in his hand, smiled slightly, and seemed to be very satisfied with the amount, and then went to prepare food for Chen Guang, a pot of wine, a few side dishes, at most a few dollars of silver, and the rest was his own. Well, I don't know how much silver this young man still has, and I have to ask him for some if I have the opportunity. (To be continued.) )