"Uncle Wang, my nephew has saluted you." Across a wall, I saluted Uncle Wang.

"Get up, Hua'er."

"Uncle Wang, when did you come in, my nephew was too involved in singing just now, and I didn't hear your voice."

"Hahaha, I've been in this prison for five years."

"Five years? Uncle Wang, you know that your nephew has amnesia, so don't make fun of your nephew about it. ”

"I'm not making fun of you, I've been in this prison for five years."

"I don't know what crime Uncle Wang has committed, but he has stayed for so long."

"Murder."

"What? The nephew knew about the crime of killing the king, but he had never heard of the crime of killing the throne. ”

"The crime of murder is to think about the throne of the king."

"What a strange charge." I muttered to myself.

Seeing that I didn't reply, Uncle Wang continued: "Hua'er, you have to learn from Uncle Wang's lesson, don't think about it." ”

"My nephew remembers Uncle Wang's teachings."

"Hua'er, do you really have amnesia?"

"Yes, Uncle Wang."

"Hua'er, Uncle Wang tells you a story, a few years ago, a king devised countless schemes in order to test the loyalty of the people to him. As long as he felt that there was a threat to his throne was eliminated by him, not even a month-old child, he loved the throne and power more than anything. ”

"This king is really cold-blooded." After listening to the story, I sighed.

"Hua'er, if you think about choosing to pretend to be stupid and stunned to protect yourself, you must be seamless. Don't believe anyone, remember, it's anyone. ”

"Uncle Wang, I didn't pretend to be stupid, my nephew really doesn't remember anything about the past."

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for five years, Lin Hua has grown up."

"Uncle Wang, you have been in prison for five years, how did you know what happened outside?"

"You're asking me how I know you're amnesia?"

"Yes, Uncle Wang." My little plan was seen through, and sure enough, ginger was still old and spicy.

"There is a position in the Ministry of Justice that is the Information Division, and they are not only responsible for searching for information on criminals, but also for publishing the memorabilia of the country. The seventeenth prince lost his memory after returning from the battlefield, and I'm afraid that women and children know this news. ”

I don't know what I used to do with this Uncle Wang, he teased me and told me a big reason.

"Uncle Wang, it's boring to stay, you can tell me something about the country."

"What stage do you want to hear? I won't say anything about the sudden king and the throne. ”

"About you and me."

"You and me? What can you do with me, it's just an ordinary uncle-nephew relationship. ”

"Your name is nephew Hua'er, and my father never called me that."

"Brother Wang is just very strict with you."

"He doesn't like me."

"Don't talk nonsense, what father doesn't love his children."

"Uncle Wang, do you miss your wife and children?"

"I am a soldier, I got married late, and I only have one son."

"I don't know what to call my cousin?"

"Lin Cong."

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, after I go out, bring my cousin to see you."

"No need, I get it."

"Uncle Wang, you haven't talked about the two of us yet."

"I'm tired, I want to take a nap, you can stay by yourself for a while."

Uncle Wang didn't want to say more, so I had to stay by myself.

At lunchtime, the information department will give us the information recorded on paper by the VIPs, which is a sudden major event that happened in the country.

I saw a message about me: "The new princess's mansion is on fire, and the suspect is actually the seventeenth master." ”

I laughed after reading the message, and I suspected that the people in the information department also traveled from the modern era, and this type of title is very familiar.

It turns out that it is also popular to write messages like this in the country, and I really want to apply for this position, create a new section, write some science fiction articles, and ...... modern planes, trains, automobiles, satellites, and rockets, so that they can open their eyes.

"Hahaha" imagined this, and I laughed out loud.

"Seventeenth Master, you are so good to Yaxing." An adult from the Information Department passed by my cell after sending a message.

"You wrote these messages?"

"I wrote it."

"What do you think of me?"

"I don't know what the seventeenth master means?"

"How about I write some articles as a colleague of yours?"

"This ......"

"What, the suspect can't write an article?"

"Does the Seventeenth Master really mean this?"

"It's boring to stay in prison and earn some money."

"Seventeenth Master, I'll talk to our section chief to talk to you."

"Excuse me."

I haven't been here for a long time since the little adult in the information department left. Perhaps there is no precedent for a certain position of suspect in the country of suddenness.

I waited left and no one came, and no one came to my right. I have the habit of taking a nap after eating, and now I have a "food sickness", anyway, no one comes, so I'll take a nap.

I woke up to find an old gentleman standing in front of my cell.

"Say hello to the seventeenth master."

"Adults don't have to be polite."

"I heard that my subordinates said that the seventeenth master wants to find a job in the information department."

"I just read the information from the Information Division, and I'm very interested, I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to be a member of the adult's staff."

"It is an honor for the Seventeenth Master to be able to look down on this small position. If the prince is interested, just give it a try. However, the old man has said first, and the prince has opened a new information section, and he must be informed in advance when he stops. ”

"Master Xie Ke."

After talking to the head of the department, he sent someone to bring me a piece of paper, and the first one I wrote about mobile phones was about them.

I wrote thousands of words about modern communication tools, mobile phones.

The information department was very efficient, and I saw the message I wrote at noon the next day after I delivered the manuscript in the evening.

"How? How many silver taels can I sell for this article? I asked the little adult who had come to deliver the message.

"Seventeenth Master, don't you know, the information you see is made of the worst quality, the lowest cost, and the cost of selling outside the prison is relatively high."

"I don't care about that, I want to know how many people buy the messages I write."

"Because it's a new section, there are only a few people."

"It's okay, it's okay."

A small failure didn't dampen my spirit, and I kept trying.

Then I wrote three more articles about computers, cars, and washing machines.

The first thing that comes out is a message about the computer.

"Hua'er, your article has opened my eyes." Uncle Wang praised me.

"Uncle Wang, are you my fan?"

"What is a fan?"

"A fan is a fan if you appreciate my article."

"Okay, hahaha, I'm a fan."

"Uncle Wang, do you think your nephew can earn two silver taels?"

"My nephew is a good writer, and Uncle Wang's prison fee depends entirely on my nephew."

"What? And jail fees? ”