Mobei, prison.

"Hey, what kind of world is this?" Uncle Sun Ao shook his head, and after a while, he saw someone passing by outside, and after a few noises, he said, "Hey, old man, when will you be able to let me out!"

"Let you out? Hmph, I don't even want it. If I let you out without permission, I'll have to go in. In my opinion, you don't want to go out again in your life, just stay inside and die."

The cell boss looked at the old man in the cell with pity, and continued, "You are also true, you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place? If you hadn't offended Lord Chincha, I was afraid that you wouldn't be locked up in this, so what use would you be if you came to me now?"

"You should go to Lord Chincha and beg for mercy, it's not that I won't let you go, but Lord Chincha won't let you go, what can I do?"

The head of the cell approached the wooden fence, bent down again, glanced at the old man, took out a pot of wine from his waist, handed it over, and said, "You can stay here in peace! Don't make trouble, and don't implicate me, if I'm unlucky, you'll be even more unlucky, and you won't even be able to drink this wine."

This cell boss is also a person who knows the importance of righteousness, and knows that this old man is because he contradicted Lord Qincha, angrily scolded Jia Huan for being a dog official, and spit on Lord Qincha in person, so he was designed and imprisoned by Jia Huan and others.

However, although he was full of sympathy in his heart, he did not dare to say more.

He is just a small low-level person who can't be smaller, a small role, an ordinary person who takes the silver issued by the court every month and begs for a living.

He didn't dare to participate in such a head-killing thing.

Even if he applauded Sun Shuao's actions, he really didn't dare to let Sun Shuao go.

As he said, if you let Sun Shuao go, you will have to die.

The ideological realm of the cell boss has not yet reached the supreme realm of the Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle and sacrificing himself for others.

Therefore, after the cell boss passed by, he left again, leaving only Sun Shuao lying helplessly in the cell, calling every day should not be, calling the earth and the earth to be spiritual, and sighing helplessly.

Jia Huan walked in from the outside, stepped out, and the Yuan Shen shuttled through the prison, as if walking on the ground.

Uncle Sun Ao was also stunned when he saw Jia Huan's primordial spirit, and said, "Lord Qincha, you are finally here, I can be regarded as looking forward to you."

"Hurry up, let me out, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong?"

Seeing this, Uncle Sun Ao hurriedly poked out his head, his eyes flashed brightly, and he looked at Jia Huan expectantly, and hurriedly lowered his head to admit his mistake, shaking the wooden fence.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a quarter of an hour now, and his heart didn't want to stay in this place and wait for death.

Jia Huan also smiled slightly when he heard this, and said in surprise, "You know that I am coming to see you tonight?"

"Of course I know."

Sun Shuao looked at Jia Huan's Yuan Shen, pondered for a moment, stroked his beard, and continued: "Your qi and blood are strong, your Yuan Shen is clear, and you are the supreme martial arts realm and the Yuan Shen realm, how can a hero like you care about the gold and silver treasures of the mortal world? It seems that corrupt officials and corrupt officials, but in fact, they are waiting for the opportunity to hit the snake with one move, killing people."

"It's ridiculous that those corrupt officials and corrupt officials outside, you really think that you are in the same league with them, but you are wrong, very wrong, you have already stepped into the net set up by Lord Qincha, and you can't break free."

Uncle Sun Ao is a pure Confucian Confucian, who can stand out among countless scholars in the world, enter the Hanlin Academy to compile books, and is once a third-grade ***, even though he is only a nine-grade sesame official now, but his strength realm does not fall but rises, and now he is already a master of the Yuanshen manifest realm, comparable to the ruthless master of martial arts.

Therefore, he saw Jia Huan's unfathomable nature very early on, and understood that the opportunity he was waiting for was on Jia Huan.

Uncle Sun Ao has never met talents in his life, and he is displaced, and he will be old when he mixes and mixes.

If in his old age, if he doesn't hurry up to find a Bole for himself, find someone who can appreciate his talents, I'm afraid that his life will be over.

At the end of the day, it's nothing.

For a scholar, especially a scholar with the world in mind, sitting and waiting for death like this is undoubtedly the greatest torture and pain.

Feng Tang is easy to be old, Li Guang is difficult to seal, and Qu Jiayi is in Changsha.....

Even though Sun Shuao's ambition and talent and ability are still the same back then, he is still trapped in the poor mountain col of Mobei and lives the life of a horseman, and he does not see the dawn of his imminent rise and prosperity.

Sun Shuao didn't want to wait any longer, and he didn't want to continue to sit and wait for death, when he saw Jia Huan in the crowd for the first time, he pondered and took refuge in the past and fought hard.

He is gambling with his life and future, betting that Jia Huan is not a mediocre person, but a real capable person, and even a Bole, who can find him from the herd.

Maxima often has, but Bole does not often have.

If Han Xin hadn't chased after Xiao He Yue back then, Liu Bang would not have worshiped him as a general, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops, and there was no Liu Bang's later Han Dynasty.

Gai Wen has unforeseen circumstances, and people have good and bad luck.

The centipede has 100 legs, and it is not as good as a snake; The rooster has two wings, and it is not as good as a crow.

Horses have the ability to travel thousands of miles, and they can't go by themselves without manpower; People have the ambition of Lingyun, and they can't pass through themselves unless they are lucky.

He is now lacking in luck and a person who appreciates him.

"Since you know I'm coming, tell me why I'm coming to you, and what's the use of coming to you?"

Jia Huan entered through the wall, regarded the entire prison defense system as child's play, came to the stone bed inside, sat cross-legged, pointed to the opposite position, and said: "If Mr. really has the talent of the heavens and latitudes, and is not talented in his later years, he is only the champion of the current department of six yuan and the first, I am willing to listen to Mr. teachings and listen to my ears."

"How dare you, how dare you, the old man's talent is less than one-tenth of one-twelfth of the child's, how can he say irresponsible things to the childe and give three points of advice? It's just that if you dare to say a few words of the old man's words, if the son is willing to listen to it, then listen, if you don't want to listen to it, then you won't listen."

"Words are not many, but listening, believing, and using."

When Sun Shuao saw where Jia Huan was using his finger, he also walked over, sat cross-legged, and said, "Although Gongzi has the strength and capital to be invincible in the world, it is not possible to govern the world by brute force."

"In the past, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, had the courage to be invincible, and finally he was embattled and killed himself on the Wujiang River."

"The current son is the former Xiang Yu, although he has the ability to be a husband and a man, he still needs to build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slowly become the king."