The prison secretary always felt a little restless in the past two days, and sure enough, today, first His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to visit, and then the King of Zhennan came with the Lord of Qinghuang.

The Qinghuang County Lord is also strange, I heard that he was a dissolute and unruly character in the past, and after many years of being unrestrained, he has become more and more lawless.

It's worse than the prodigals in Kyoto.

In the mouths of the people, she can be described as a strange woman comparable to Princess Huasang.

After all, Princess Huasang can control the government of Lingguo for decades as a woman, and her skills are not very clever, but in essence, Princess Huasang is still quite feminine.

And this Qinghuang county lord is not a duty, why?

How many women have you ever seen who dared to go directly to the café? Occasionally, one or two deviant young ladies were curious to take a few looks, but which woman dared to swagger in women's clothes?

It's normal to cover it up a little bit, right?

But these are the rumors of the past.

Some time ago, I heard that it was all those little men who loved vanity and wanted to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, and the county lord was self-purifying, so he didn't bother to clarify.

But the water in Kyoto is very deep, who can say clearly?

When I saw it today, the Qinghuang County Lord was really extraordinary, which one of the others didn't avoid Zhao Lao's family?

If she doesn't fall into the well, it is already considered a high wind and bright festival, she is good, and she blatantly begged the king of Zhennan to take her to visit Zhao Lao.

Bisheng happened to be bumped into by His Highness again.

Thinking of this, the prison priest couldn't help but rub the corners of his forehead, only to feel that he really hadn't read the yellow calendar today, and everything was not suitable!

Thinking about it, he picked up the wine on the table and took a sip absentmindedly.

The warm wine entered his throat, and the aroma of the wine made him squint his eyes comfortably, and before he could swallow the mellow wine, he only heard a rough male voice.

"Prison Division!"

The prison priest was caught off guard by the wine, and his mouth full of wine squirted out, he wiped his mouth, and glared back at the man who suddenly made a sound and startled him.

"What do you do! The official is not dead yet."

It was only his last word that changed his face when he saw the man who was led in by the cell boss.

"Didn't Lord Zhu recuperate at home? How can you have the heart to come to this official today? ”

The prison warden's room was actually not large, it was separated by a small cell, facing the entrance of the Tiger Prison, and there was only a table and a chair in the room, and a sleep that could be used to rest when tired.

Zhu Mo's gaze passed slightly around the table, and as soon as he spoke, the hideous scar at the corner of his eye was like a centipede, constantly writhing. "Ben will not come today, how do you know that the prison director is so chic?"

"Isn't it too lonely to drink alone?"

Zhu Mo's voice was not high, but the prison director felt that cold sweat kept coming out of his sideburns and forehead, and he kept wailing in his heart, today is really inappropriate, this troublesome thing, one after another.

Although Zhu Mo is not in charge of his own side, Zhu Mo has a complex background and is known for his ruthless methods.

If he is not used to being looked down upon by him today, he will have nowhere to say if he is beaten.

Thinking like this, the prison director couldn't help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, and said with a smile. "What did the general say?"

"Xia Guan is just a drink, a drink, a drink."

"General, please take a seat." Pull up the chair and let Zhu Mo sit down.

Zhu Mo sneered. "The prison director has had a very comfortable life."

"Where, where." Seeing that something was wrong, the prison director hurriedly cut the topic. "I heard that the general's injuries are not light, I wonder how the wounds are now?"

Speaking of this, the prison director couldn't help but be a little puzzled, some time ago, in the murder case of the Gongsun family, I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince angrily disposed of Zhu Mo, Zhu Mo was seriously injured, how long has it been, how can this be like no one?

didn't think that these words seemed to touch Zhu Mo's scales, Zhu Mo's face darkened, and his palm slapped heavily on the table.

"You want to see my jokes too?"

Don't look at Zhu Mo who is white and pure, but he is very famous for his short temper.

The prison priest was so frightened that he didn't dare to look up, and begged for mercy again and again. "The lower officials don't dare, the lower officials don't dare."

Unexpectedly, the prison priest was also kicked.

However, it may have been that kick that pulled some wound on Zhu Mo's body, and the prison priest obviously noticed that his expression changed slightly, and he bowed his waist slightly.

"Don't be angry, general." The prison director felt very aggrieved in his heart, and at this moment, seeing that Zhu Mo himself had also suffered, his heart was a little more comfortable.

But helplessly, Zhu Mo was temporarily suspended from his official position, but the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, Zhu Mo was a celebrity in front of the regent who was now in the limelight, and the prison director did not dare to offend him easily, so he could only accompany the smiling face carefully.

"What is the so-called matter when the general is here this time?"

Zhu Mo snorted coldly, and when he heard him mention this stubble, he didn't say much, and his eyebrows raised slightly. "Ben will come today, but he has come to mention a man."

"Mention someone?" The prison director sighed in his heart, and when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was leaving, he had just explained that no one was allowed to go in to visit.

Not to mention this mentioner.

"But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that outsiders should not come in to visit."

Hearing this, Zhu Modengshi moved his gaze to the prison director. "What did you say?"

is the old and cunning character of the prison director, who was stared at coldly by Zhu Mo like this, and he also felt numb in his heart, and he couldn't help but stumble. "Your Highness has explained."

Zhu Mo lifted up with a kick and got up from the chair suddenly, but because he got up too violently, he subconsciously reached out and covered his chest, and the kick that he originally wanted to kick the prison director had to be withdrawn halfway.

Seeing Zhu Mo like this, the prison director was relieved, but he still pretended to be very concerned on his face, and said eagerly. "General, don't be anxious, I still have to ask Your Highness for instructions on this matter, or the general wait?"

Zhu Mo glanced at him coldly and suddenly smiled.

The prison director didn't quite understand what was funny about his words, so he couldn't help but look up at Zhu Mo in surprise and asked suspiciously. "General... What to laugh at? ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked you not to let people in to visit, and it's not that you are not allowed to mention people."

The prison secretary was stunned by Zhu Mo's quibble, looked at Zhu Mo stupidly, and then asked. "What do you mean by that, General?"

Zhu Mo stretched out his hand, took out a jade pendant from his arms, shook it in front of the prison director's eyes, and said in his mouth.

"Ben Jiang has always felt that the prison director is a smart person, and now the direction of the wind in the court is very obvious, I don't believe it, the prison director doesn't see it at all?"

The prison director only felt that the dragon's eye jade pendant was flickering in front of him, so he only heard Zhu Mo say this in his ear, and his face changed.

Then I heard Zhu Mo speak. "You should know who is behind me."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not officially ascended the throne yet, but he is still His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"The princess died of illness, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be attached to..."Saying this, Zhu Mo's eyes turned slightly, fell on the prison director, and raised his eyebrows.

The prison director immediately understood what Zhu Mo was going to say, and he hesitated for a moment before he spoke. "That's what the Lord Regent meant?"

Zhu Mo frowned impatiently, as if he thought he was very stupid. "Do you think the regent doesn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince secretly left the palace in the morning? In this tiger prison? ”

"This." The prison secretary only felt that his scalp was numb, but Zhu Mo opened his head, he just didn't want to listen to it, and he had to listen to it.

"Ben even brought the dragon's eye jade that the regent was carrying, don't you believe it?"

When he said this, Zhu Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the scar under the corner of his eye was like a moving centipede, which made people feel cold.

As everyone knows, the longan jade is a pair, which was handed over to Li Jingrui by himself when Hua Qinghuang got married.

Since Hua Qinghuang died of illness, Li Jingrui did not find the Sang master order that represented Hua Qinghuang's identity, so he could only use his own longan jade to prove his identity.

The longan jade was pinched in Zhu Mo's hand, and the prison director could only see a rough idea, but if he looked closely, it seemed to be really the legendary priceless dragon's eye jade.

Because of the fear of Zhu Mo's irritable personality, the prison director did not dare to open his mouth to come over, for fear that Zhu Mo would be blown up again.

Zhu Mo squinted his eyes and looked like a lurking snake, staring directly at the prison director, as if waiting for the prison director's answer.

"Have you figured it out?" Zhu Mo frowned impatiently.

The prison director was really afraid of Zhu Mo's irritable temperament, and when he saw Zhu Mo frowning, he felt frightened, and hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

I saw Zhu Mo's eyes darkening, and he said word by word. "You just thought that Ben would have a bad temper."

"But you must know that if you make the regent wait a little longer and annoy the regent, you can ponder the end." In Zhu Mo's sneer, the prison director couldn't help but shrink his neck, and then remembered the regent's current status under one person and ten thousand people, and the prison director only felt a creep at the back of his neck.

"Me."

"Do you still have to think about it?" The prison priest's hesitant words were directly blocked by Zhu Mo in his throat, he raised his eyebrows impatiently, and leaned forward slightly.

Zhu Mo leaned into the prison director's ear and said. "You dare not want the olive branch extended by the regent, with such leisure, I don't know if you have a life."

The prison director's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

As he retreated, he seemed to smell a faint, indescribable fragrance, like a medicinal fragrance, as if some other floral fragrance mixed with the smell of rouge.

This Zhu Mo is really in good spirits, and he can't leave a woman even if he is injured?

For some reason, the first thought that popped into the prison director's mind was this.

Seeing that the prison director was forced by his aura to take a few steps back, eager to bury his body in the wall, a smile flashed quickly under Zhu Mo's eyes, and it was so fast that people almost thought that it was just an illusion of others.

"Does the prison master have to think carefully about it?"

Although Zhu Mo's voice was faint, a pair of eyes like poisonous snakes kept staring at the prison director, full of oppression, as if as long as he was not satisfied with the answer given by the prison director, he would pounce on him and devour him into his stomach.

The prison director gritted his teeth, and was finally confused by Zhu Mo's words.