Qianniang hugged the small wooden box, walked on the way home in frustration, and won the game, but she couldn't be happy.

Looking back at the brightly lit square, Qianniang sighed slightly, and secretly said in her heart: "I and him have always been people living in two worlds." ”

She was quiet in nature, and she was especially fond of weaving, because it was only then that she felt that she was completely ethereal. But Wang Dong is different, he likes to be lively, drunk, lying in the bright lights, and can't do without.

Qianniang felt that her heart was very chaotic, she thought about it so much, and even she didn't know why she was cranky.

"Qianniang?" Suddenly, a familiar call came from behind.

Qianniang's face was happy, and she quickly turned around, only to find that the person who stepped forward was Jiugong.

"Jiugong, how did you come out?" Qianniang said with some loss.

Jiu Gong said: "Don't mention it, by the way, is Wang Lang with you?" ”

Qianniang nodded: "At first, he was dragged by Qigong to drink." ”

"Seventh?" Jiu Gong frowned, "And then?" ”

"Then, the seven proclamations sù me, saying that Wang Lang was drunk and had rested."

"Oops, it seems that it is really as Sanniang expected." Jiugong's tone was anxious, which made Qianniang smell an unusual smell.

"Jiugong, is there something wrong with you?"

Jiugong was stunned for a moment and said, "No, I just didn't see Wang Lang, and I thought he came back with you." Since he is with the Seventh Prince, I am also relieved. ”

"Well, if it's okay, then the slave family will go back first."

"Be careful on the road." Jiu Gong threw down this sentence, and hurriedly turned away, and his anxious appearance made Qianniang frown.

Jiugong's approach has the meaning of "there are no silver three hundred taels here", but fortunately, Qianniang did not see too many flaws. And Jiugong, who chose not to tell Sù Qianniang the truth, didn't want her to worry.

After what happened, Wang Mengyao had already sued Jiugong, and if Jiugong told Shuangqian Niang the news of Wang Dong's arrest, she would definitely blame herself. If it weren't for Wang Dong, who came out in the last hurdle, the people of the Wang family would not have found him so quickly.

And Jiugong, who hurried back, immediately inquired and looked for Qigong.

The seventh prince and the ninth prince are the older generation of slaves who entered the Wang family together, and now the old brothers are dying and returning to their hometowns, and the two of them are the only remaining slaves of the older generation. Therefore, on top of the relationship, it seems to be more intimate.

may be precisely because of this old relationship, the seventh prince to the ninth prince, sometimes try his best to help, but this time, when the ninth prince found the seventh prince, he refused to help.

"Old Seven, please help your brother this time, okay?" In the wing, Jiugong begged each other, "I have never asked for help, old guy, and this time I will also show this old face." ”

Qigong was silent, unmoved, and slowly shook his head.

Jiugong was a little anxious, and suddenly grabbed Qigong's shoulder, and said: "Old Qi, do you know, if it weren't for that kid, I would still be in the wine shop now, drunk and dreaming all day long like mud, he is also meritorious to me and our Wang family, even if he makes a mistake, he can also offset the credit, right?" ”

Qigong sighed and said, "Old Jiu, I know all this. ”

"Then you can help me this time, let him go, let him go, I promise, he will get away, okay?"

Seven fair: "This time, I really can't help you!" The head of the family gave an order to keep strict care of him, and if I let him go, the people who will be punished will not only be you and me. ”

According to the rules of the royal family, important sinners flee privately, and all slaves who are in charge and responsible must be punished by joint sitting.

"Besides, he didn't make any big mistakes, and I think the head of the family may only want to punish the big ones with a small punishment."

"Small punishment, big commandment?" Jiugong suddenly sneered, "Small punishment and big commandment, is it necessary to work so hard to mobilize the people?" ”

What Wang Dong committed was considered "rebellion". In front of everyone's eyes, Wang Dong helped outsiders (Li Wei) to deal with his own "master", which was considered a traitor. For traitors, they must be killed to make an example, otherwise how can they control the other slaves of the royal family?

Although Wang Dong's original intention was for Wang Mengyao, the truth often cannot be for outsiders, he knows too much and does too much, which is a taboo in the Wang family.

"Hey, how to deal with it, I can only leave it to fate." Qigong sighed on the side.

Qigong didn't have much contact with Wang Dong, but what he did, Qigong had heard a little. In particular, he was able to restore Jiugong's fighting spirit. Based on this alone, Qigong admired Wang Dong very much.

There is a way that it is difficult to achieve both loyalty and righteousness, as a slave of the Wang family, although the seventh prince admires Wang Dong, he can't do anything else.

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The Tang Dynasty, slaves, slaves and maids, all belong to the "cheap nationality", as for the "cheap" to what kind of Cheng dù? It can be said that the master can dispose of his slaves at will, including execution, sale, punishment, etc., and the official family will not care.

This is also why, large families often have their own dungeons.

The Wang family, as the surname of the sect, this dungeon is also very in line with his own identity, which is quite huge.

The dungeon of the Wang family, built in the backyard, has a small entrance, extending from the ground downward, about a zhang deep underground, is a huge space. The dungeon is so big that it is not a problem at all to imprison dozens of house slaves.

And this dungeon, the Wang family seems to have not used it for a long time, and it is particularly dark and damp.

Wang Dong may be the first slave of the Wang family to be imprisoned in a dungeon in more than ten years.

Wang Dong was sent to the dungeon by a big bundle of flowers, and a smell of ** filled the dungeon, and the hemp rope on his body was partially loosened, but his hands were still tied behind him, and the other end of the rope was hung high on the beam of the dungeon.

At this moment, Wang Dong was on tiptoe, and most of the weight of his entire body was pulled by a hemp rope tied to the beam, as if he was hanging in the air.

Trapped in this situation, Wang Dong was still not afraid, and after looking left and right for a while, he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Is this just hanging up and fighting?" ”

In his previous life, he had seen a lot of gangsters and drug lords, but now this meeting is nothing compared to him.

"Hey, I've been arrested, I don't know what that Wang Funan will do with me." In the dungeon, he was the only one, and he didn't have to be afraid of others eavesdropping, so he called Wang Funan by his name.

Wang Dong in the dungeon was not in a hurry, but he was in a hurry for some people outside, it was really "the emperor is not in a hurry, he is in a hurry to die of a eunuch".

Jiugong asked Qigong for help, but Qigong was obviously powerless. The rest of the hope is all pinned on Wang Mengyao.

When Wang Mengyao returned to the palace, she found that the dungeon, which was usually unguarded, was guarded by two people today.

"Looks like I've really been caught here." Wang Mengyao's heart sank, and she approached the entrance of the dungeon.