In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 7, it was cloudy.

'My name is Xu Boqing, and I can't remember how many days I've been in Cining Palace, or rather... I'm used to life here...'

Just today, Mr. Huang left, the Queen Mother's eyes were swollen with tears when she learned about it, and Emperor Yonghe wanted to give him a thick burial, but I asked the Queen Mother to refuse, because Mr. Huang had no children or daughters, and he didn't even have any relatives, so it didn't make sense to bury him anywhere. ’

After obtaining the consent of the Queen Mother, I buried the chief steward in the back corner of the Cining Palace for worship. ’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 8, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao Shou Ling...'

"Maybe it's because of the authorities' confusion, but I'm only now realizing that Mr. Huang probably knew that he was seriously injured and his life was short, so he didn't want to live at all..."

After he knew that I had a special physique, he deliberately stimulated me with cruel words and asked me to absorb his internal force, not because he wanted to live at all, but because he wanted to leave his internal force to me..."

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 9, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao guards the spirit. ’

'I've thought a lot about it today... A lot...'

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 10, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao guards the spirit. ’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 11, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao guards the spirit. ’

'Emperor Yonghe sent someone to pass the decree, and I received the post of chief of internal affairs of Cining Palace, a new gilded python suit, a new imperial gold medal, and I officially inherited the mantle of Chief Manager Huang. ’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 12, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao guards the spirit. ’

'I often comfort the Queen Mother, Mr. Huang left at the age of eighty-five, and he is already a long life, which is a happy event; ’

But I often wonder if mortal people have only a few decades of life, and I will have this day. ’

'When the day comes, will I be able to face it calmly?' ’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 13, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao guards the spirit. ’

"Someone from Dongchang sent a message that the identity of the assassin had been found..."

'Huikong of the Pranyo Temple, Xie Honghua of the Chongxu Sect, Xiang Shao of the Five Poisons Sect, Lu Zhouyang of the Sword Casting Villa, Deng Jian of the Fierce Tiger Gate..."

'They are all at the helm of the Jianghu faction...'

Emperor Yonghe didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't seem to have the intention of pursuing it, but I think it was just the calm before the storm, because he wasn't an emperor with a belly. ’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 14, it was sunny.

'Dai Xiao guards the spirit. ’

"Today, there is gossip that Emperor Yonghe transferred General Xuanwu, who was stationed abroad, to return to Beijing and prepare to set up a West Factory on the basis of the East Factory..."

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At the end of March, General Xuanwu returned to Beijing to restore his life...

At the beginning of April, when the crown prince was found to have something to do with people in the rivers and lakes, he was deposed as the crown prince by Emperor Yonghe, and was imprisoned in the East Palace, and Empress Zhang washed her face with tears all day long...

Soon after, the heads of the auxiliary ministers of the East Palace were rolling...

At the end of April, the West Factory was secretly formed, and most of its members were selected from the elite of the army, Jinyiwei, and East Factory, and directly obeyed the orders of Emperor Yonghe.

In early May, local officials clashed with the monks of the temple while collecting taxes at the temple and lost contact with them afterwards...

When the news reached the palace, the ministers were furious and asked to send troops to encircle and suppress the lawless people in order to set an example...

Emperor Yonghe was also furious, accurate.

General Xuanwu led the elite soldiers out of Beijing...

At the beginning of June, hundreds of monks of the temple were killed and wounded, and the presiding master Huikong was seriously injured and captured, and the temple was destroyed.

In mid-June, General Xuanwu escorted more than 100 warrior monks and more than 10 cars of classic collections from the temple back to Beijing...

Among them, the collection of classics was confiscated, and more than 100 warrior monks were all imprisoned in the prison, waiting for the autumn queen to ask for beheading...

Not long after, the bandits in Jiangnan secretly contended, killed officers and soldiers, seized the granary, raised the flag to revolt, and the responders were numerous, and more than 20 cities of all sizes were broken in half a month.

When the news reached the capital, Emperor Yonghe was furious and sent General Xuanwu to lead his troops to Jiangnan to suppress the rebellion.........

In the prison at this time.

Outside a special cell in the depths of the prison, there was a jailer who had fallen to the ground beside him, and the jailer did not have the slightest scar on his body, but the old monk who was imprisoned in the cell spat in his face......

And the prisoners in the cells ...

It is the presiding officer of the Prajna Temple, Huikong.

At this time, the old monk's hands and feet were broken, and the shoulder blades of his shoulders were also pierced by iron hooks, and he was tied up by several thick chains and hung in the air, looking very pitiful.

As the only master of the innate realm in the heavenly prison, and a death row prisoner personally escorted by General Xuanwu, he naturally received special care from the Hu Prison Division.

But just now, when a jailer wanted to approach him to test his nose, he was spat in the face of the old monk.

He's dead......

At this time, Hu Prison Si was shocked and angry, shocked by the power of the master of the innate realm, even if his hands and feet were abolished, he could spit out people to death with a mouthful of spit!

He was angry, and it was his own men who died.

Now the general led his troops to Jiangnan to quell the turmoil, and the soldiers who were originally responsible for taking care of the old monk were also transferred...

But this kind of thing happened as soon as the front foot left, so where did he put the face of the prison director?

Besides, there are other jailers watching?

If it is not handled well.

It also affects his prestige in the prison!!

"What a bald donkey in the innate realm."

Prison Si Hu gritted his teeth and muttered, then called a few jailers from the acquired realm, and said viciously: "Pull out this old thing's tongue, I want to see if he can spit out again without his tongue!" ”

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The jailers of the acquired realm glanced at each other, and their Adam's apple rolled up and down, but none of them dared to answer...

Although they are all in the acquired realm, the corpses of their colleagues are not yet cold next to them, which of them dares to pull out the tongue of the innate master?

"How?"

Seeing this, Hu Prison Division naturally guessed the thoughts of his jailers, and scolded with a straight face: "Usually one by one can blow one by one, what is it easy to open a stone and break a stele, but now I am cowardly when I meet an old monk!?" ”

One of the jailers replied with a bitter face: "This, this, this...... Chief... It's different. ”

Another jailer also shirked and said, "My lord, we haven't taken over the work of the Innate Realm, so we have no experience." ”

"Hehe..."

Seeing this, Huikong in the cell sneered and said, "The old man's tongue is here, how many of you might as well pull it out?" ”

He knew that the temple had fallen into history, and he was now in prison, just waiting to pick a good day and be killed...

But now that the elite of the army has left, he really doesn't mind pulling a few more eagle dogs from the court to pad his back before he dies!!

The faces of Prison Secretary Hu and the other jailers all turned very ugly, and they could naturally hear the undisguised disdain and threat in the old monk's words.

As a prison director and jailer, he was despised by the prisoners!

One of the jailers didn't know what he thought, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly leaned into the ear of Prison Secretary Hu and reminded him softly: "My lord, how long has it been since Gonggong Xu came?" ”

"Grandpa Xu......"

Hu Prison Division was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted.

Gonggong Xu of Cining Palace is a well-known benevolent person in the prison, and he used to come to the prison every once in a while to borrow prisoners to practice "Huagong Dafa".

As long as it passes through his hands, no matter whether the prisoner has profound internal skills or strong external skills, he will eventually become an ordinary person.

Putting aside the convenience of the management of the prison for the time being, Hu Prison Si made 10,000 taels of silver in that half a year, and even the jailers below have all passed a fat year.

It was after the end of the year, Gonggong Xu didn't come, it was rumored that there was an accident in Cining Palace, and he sighed for a while at that time...

Now there are death row inmates in the Innate Realm......

Prison Si Hu's eyes were slightly condensed, patted the jailer's shoulder, and said, "Later, I will personally write a letter, you go to the little yellow door in the palace to send a letter, and ask him to hand it over to Gonggong Xu on his behalf." ”

"Hey, ...... of the Humble Province"