The next day, it was just dawn, and the sun had not yet come out.

All the people got up, and they all sat or stood quietly, in their huts, and some went to the opposite corner to pay respects, except for the two brothers. The official brought another bucket of porridge, still one spoonful per person, the spoon was still the same yesterday, and the bowl was still the same yesterday.

At the stall where these people were eating, some officials came, put down three cases and a low collapse, put bamboo slips and brushes on the two cases on the left and right, and put a notice of opening the arrest warrant on the middle cases, and retreated, and two more scribes came in, kneeling beside the two cases on the left and right, and the last person who came in was the county lieutenant, followed by two people. The county lieutenant sat up straight behind the middle cases.

After a period of tedious, boring, and tasteless screening, in the end, there were five people left, and unfortunately, Liu Ju was one of these five people, not including the two children, of course. It's not that our prince has any flaws discovered, it feels, it's just a feeling, it feels like this beggar is not ordinary, and this feeling makes none of the three civil and military officials present dare to take a stand and remove him from the suspect's ranks.

To the surprise of Prince Liu Ju, the scholar who was let go and arrested again, looked closely, and really looked a bit like the prince himself: fair complexion, thick eyebrows and thin eyes, and short beard. The height is also about the same.

Now, the four finally broke down and began to cry and make a fuss, including the scholar who had always been cold and arrogant. is the real prince father and son, they are all unusually calm, calm and abnormal. This was very unexpected by the five adults present, the little one was too small, the one who was a little bigger, at first glance he was a fool, the two of them were understandable if they were not sensible, why was that adult so calm? Is he not afraid, or does he not know what is powerful? At this point, it is killed by mistake, and there is no place to cry out for injustice.

Of course, they don't have the right to kill the crown prince, and neither can a fake prince. They don't even have the courage to torture to extract confessions, just kidding, if there is really a prince and his old man here, we will be broken, injured, crippled, especially killed, can we have a good end? What we can do is to send the prince and his old man all beards and tails back to the emperor and old man, the emperor old man, whether you beat or scold, whether it is steamed or boiled, you old man will do it yourself, we don't dare to participate.

Prince, Prince, it's not good for you to run, why are you running to our Lake County, how can we, the poor mountains and bad waters, tolerate you as a great god. Two days ago, Zhang Fuchang got back the two corpses, the county order is still in shock, in case you die of old age in our Hu County, who knows whether it will be a blessing or a curse. Feudal marquis? Fool the fools and go. Which father would reward the one who killed his own son? This money is earned with a life, but it is not spent with a life!

"Stop arguing, stop making noise! Whether it is a rebel or not, you know for yourselves. What we can do is to send you back to Chang'an, so that those who have seen the former prince can tell for it. Now, you say that you are the former prince, and we will not believe it; You say you're not the former prince, and we won't believe it. If you're not a former prince, you don't need to worry. Tomorrow, they will be escorted back to Chang'an" county lieutenant, flicked his sleeves, and left.

On the same day, the five were imprisoned in the county jail. They didn't go to prison yesterday, not because they were lucky, but because there were too many people, and a small county jail cell could not fit dozens of people. Now, the remaining five people are stuffed into a cell together, and as for whether it is a little crowded, it is not something for the old men to consider.

Another day passed, five messengers, one carrying a water and fire stick, carrying a simple knife on his waist, carrying a pile of bamboo slips, silk cloth written documents, escorted more than ten people, these more than ten people, including the people selected a few days ago, set off when the sky was just dawning. No one cries anymore, either they figure it out, or they are convinced, anyway, they are all quiet, very cooperative and tame. A few stunned young people were still shouting, they were misrecognized, it was good, they could enjoy the treatment of the prince, and they were buried in a beautiful way.

Liu Ju is also quiet, on the surface, there is not the slightest uneasiness and impatience, the experience of the past few days is beyond the comprehensive of more than 30 years he has been a prince, and his character and toughness have been tempered to be relatively mature. Looking back now, as a prince and prince, and a transcendent identity above 10,000 people under one person, he was tortured by a small Jiang Chong and wanted to die, and he was really ashamed of himself.

Xiao San is right, even a little house slave can't control it, how to control the thousands of miles of the Han Dynasty. I'm almost not confused, and my knowledge is not as good as a little drooping boy, I really lived in vain.

Looking at the two sons beside him, Bao'er's mood is much better, but she has been silent, but this is fine, and there is no need to stuff grass roots and branches into his mouth. Xiao San didn't say a word, but he looked like an adult, along the way, he never heard him say that he was tired, and his spirit was very good, he didn't look tired, is he really different? What is the mission of the Chosen One, and will he really be a god in our eyes? When I return to Chang'an, can I be recognized? The two children have been growing up in the palace, and outsiders, or even foreign ministers, have not seen much, and it is unlikely that they will be recognized. Xiao San said that his aunt didn't say that he had a weapon to save his life, and his aunt shouldn't lie. Bao'er, poor Bao'er, may God have mercy on him, let him live in peace, just eat and drink stupidly, and live without troubles, it's good.

Enter! Jin'er, Jin'er, are you okay? Liu Ju suddenly had angina, fell to the ground with a pop, his face was extremely hideous and ugly, his breathing was short, and his hands were tightly grasping the clothes on his chest.

"Oh no, someone is going crazy!" There was a confusion in the crowd.

Two people ran over, and one of them, who had experience in this area, immediately broke a branch from a tree on the side of the road, forcibly pried open the patient's mouth, stuffed the branch inside, and dragged the patient to a shady place under the tree. The other shouted for everyone to rest in place. After a cup of tea, the patient finally stopped convulsions, but sweat soaked his whole body.

Xiao San knelt beside his father, tears streaming down his eyes, he was really frightened, he had never seen his father in such a situation.

"Father, father! What happened to you! Xiao San knelt beside Liu Ju, holding Liu Ju's head with both hands, and called out loudly.

Seeing that the patient's condition was gradually stabilizing and the person was no longer twitching, he took out the wooden stick that had pried open his teeth and said to everyone, "Okay, okay, it'll be fine after a while, let's disperse."

Xiao San also knelt beside his father, stroked his father's head with his hand, and kept calling "Father, Father". After a while, Liu Ju finally opened his eyes and moved his eyeballs left and right in a daze, and finally landed on his son's body, raised his hand, patted his son, and comforted:

"It's okay, it's okay for my father."

Because of this emergency, the tolerance no longer dared to urge them to hurry up, before leaving, the county commander specially looked for them, and told them: "As long as they are sent safely, it is a great achievement, on the road, do not urge, do not scold, do not abuse"

Therefore, stop when you see the wind all the way, rest when you pass the post station, and have enough food every day. What was supposed to be a five-day journey took seven days. These seven days of life are just one word "cool"! Happy days always pass quickly, and before they know it, they see Chang'an City, see the Chang'an city wall, see the gate of Chang'an City, see the official master of Chang'an, and see the big courtyard that the official master brought them.

Many people have never been to Chang'an City in their lives, and they are stunned by the scene of Chang'an City, the neat streets, spacious and smooth roads, although there are no people on the streets, it seems empty, but the more empty the more shocking people's hearts. The tall and ornate buildings on both sides were something they had never seen in their lives. They had even forgotten who they were, what they had come here for, and after they entered the county prison, there were still people who talked about what they had just seen and heard.

When the cell door slammed shut, they came back to their senses: it turned out that we were prisoners, not a tourist in Chang'an.