Yes!

The screams came from the cell, and everyone was used to it, but this time the person who was beaten was replaced by Guan Yunping, the son of Guan Shilang.

Captain Zhu wanted to cry without tears, the flesh on that fat face was squeezed together, his life was over!

The son of the waiter was beaten here, this is the face of the household waiter, his little lieutenant will definitely not be able to get out of the way, and it is a trivial matter to be kicked out of the officialdom from now on, but just look at Yun Ping's arrogant and unscrupulous appearance, it must be the result of doting, and it is estimated that he will shed his skin if he does not die, so his eyes when he looks at Qin Zheng also become fierce.

'It's all you, a damn prisoner, who are you beating, you actually ate the bear's heart, the leopard's gall and beat the pipe, Lao Tzu has to kill you before he dies! ’

The other jailers except Captain Zhu had a completely different idea, and the young prisoner did what they wanted to do but did not dare to do, and they all cast appreciative glances.

'My daughter-in-law should still have some cooking, and I'll bring it to this kid later.' Li Er thought in his heart.

'It's bloody, it's a pity that he's dead, let's be kind to him these days.' The old jailer sighed, how could he have a way to survive if he offended a high-ranking official in Great Xia?

After nearly half an hour, Qin Zheng was tired from fighting, and he knew that after a few more slaps, the big yin and yang man would have to swallow his breath.

Guan Yunping was lying on the ground like a dead dog, unconscious, his face was full of blood, his front teeth were knocked out, the bridge of his nose was knocked down, and his spirit was gone.

In fact, Qin Zheng is also very innocent, he didn't use the power of qi and blood, who knew that this yin and yang person couldn't help but fight.

The eyes of those guards at the moment are as if they are going to eat people, they are all martial artists, they don't have those strange magical powers, otherwise they wouldn't be able to look at them so aggrievedly.

"Give him a small commandment this time, take him out!"

Qin Zheng got up and spoke, and then didn't forget to remind: "You'd better not have the idea of attacking me, I'm an ordinary person, you martial artists can't bear a punch, you only need to remember one thing, Song Tiangan is now going to the capital to ask the sword-wielding master Cao Shangshu, the person they want to see is me, if something happens to me, you weigh Shangshu or Shilang!" ”

After Qin Zheng finished speaking, he left the cell without looking back, leaving a dashing back, leaving only a group of people messy.

Gently I go, just as I come gently, without taking a cloud.

'It's so cool to use those eight kings and calves in Song Kuncheng as shields! ’

Qin Zheng was happy in his heart, not only successfully recorded part of the terrain of the heavenly prison and beat the evil Shao, but also pitted the knife-wielding man, killing three birds with one stone!

When he decided to come, he thought about doing this, Song Tiangan asked the jailer to take care of his affairs, and everyone knew about it, but who knew what it was? That's what he did.

Lord Shangshu wants to see him and he wants to study him.

In any case, he is safe now, just escape from prison before the accident.

Afterwards, Captain Zhu, who knew that it was impossible to escape, wanted to take revenge on Qin Zheng, but those jailers all turned a blind eye, and when they were annoyed, they asked rhetorically: "My lord, do you want to continue to offend Cao Shangshu after you offend the waiter?" That's a first-class minister! ”

"I ...... I ......"

Captain Zhu was aggrieved like a two-hundred-and-fifty-pound child.

......

In the afternoon, three or four hours had passed since the beating of the evil youth, and Qin Zheng had already put this matter behind him and concentrated on his cultivation.

I saw two jailers supporting a Tsing Yi and slowly walking towards his cell, and he was about to lose his ability to walk alone, which was enough to see how weak Huang Ziyang was.

The cell door opened, and the jailer said, "Lord Huang, this is the cell of that young man in the morning, you control the time, otherwise we will be embarrassed." ”

"Thank you both." After Huang Ziyang thanked the jailer, he trembled and walked into Qin Zheng's cell, and said deeply: "Thank you Brother Qin for saving me, Huang is very grateful." ”

Looking at the white-faced jinshi who couldn't stand at that station, Qin Zheng waved his hand and said, "I was also saving myself at that time, and that little yin and yang man also wanted to attack me, you don't need to thank me." ”

"But no matter what, Brother Qin saved me, and knowing kindness is my Confucian principle of life." Huang Ziyang has a tough attitude, maybe the readers are a little dead-eyed.

Qin Zheng pursed his lips, got up and helped Huang Ziyang to sit on the ground, his impression of this Tsing Yi Jinshi was not bad, and it was enough to show that the other party was really a clean official.

"I'm curious why you, an eighth-rank Confucian student, are so weak?" Qin Zheng asked, the eight-rank Confucian is called Yang Qi, a heroic and righteous body, almost nothing to do with the disaster, originally he thought that Huang Ziyang was seriously injured by Chen Yin, but after a careful look, the other party had no external injuries, which was caused by internal injuries.

The bright light of the torch shone on Huang Ziyang's face, miserable as a blank piece of paper, and there was no need to hide it when he fell here, so he replied faintly: "Because I asked for a rain." ”

"Just begging for a rain?"

Qin Zheng has a memory of this part of the knowledge, the six Confucian scholars are called scholars, and the written words have the power of preliminary rules, and the things written can come true, and the visions of heaven and earth, such as rainstorms, winds, thunder, landslides, etc., can be recorded in the books and released at any time.

It is very reasonable for those Confucians to give students dozens of life-saving props, and they are full of righteousness and righteousness, and it is not a matter to use a few magical powers to write.

So the question is, how much rain will make an eight-rank Confucian student be eaten up and almost lose his life?

Huang Ziyang saw that Qin Zheng was curious, so he began to speak slowly.

"The place I govern is called Bingyi County, and it was ordered in the name of the ancient water god, but when I took office, I only saw a desolation, the rivers dried up, the land did not grow an inch of grass, and the people were displaced, what a tragedy, cough cough."

Without saying a few words, Huang Ziyang coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his breath became weaker and weaker, Qin Zheng said forget it, anyway, he was just a little curious about this matter, but Huang Ziyang still talked about it.

"Although I have relied on the senior brothers of Qilin Academy to obtain a lot of materials since I took office, so that the lives of the people have temporarily stabilized, and fewer and fewer people have died of famine, I think that as long as the rain falls, Bingyi County will be able to regain its vitality.

But I waited a year, two years, three years...... For three whole years, not a drop of rain has fallen in this place named after the god of water, and if this continues, the county managed by the senior brothers will fall into famine because of the financial support for me.

I planned this rain, and in my original plan, although this rain would eat me, it would be a few days in bed to survive.

The plan was originally going well, but when I picked up the rainstorm charm that day to release the supernatural powers, I was instantly drained of my energy, like a flood beast swallowing me up, and I fell into a coma in front of my eyes.

It rained, but there was only a light rain, which was too much worse than expected. Later, according to the order of the inspector himself, I was punished for my crimes, saying that my disrespectful behavior angered the god of Bingyi, and I was arrested and thrown into the prison. ”

There is also a fragment of Huang Ziyang hiding something, he saw a skinny old man smiling at him at the moment of his coma, and he also saw the dense shackles like a net.

Qin Zheng always feels that this plot is somewhat familiar, why is it a bit like a bridge in Journey to the West? But it is worth speculating that if it is really Bingyi's anger, then it should also be the gods of the water system or the demons under his command to arrest and interrogate people, and it is the turn of a press inspector to go to great lengths to arrest people? Moreover, according to the official position of the inspector, there are still several levels between the official position and the county order, why would such a big man look at a small county order?

And he is still a disciple of the Qilin Academy, Confucianism, which is a system with a long history in Great Xia, almost the same as the national calendar, and there have been many strong people. And the Qilin Palace is the holy land of Confucianism, generally speaking, the imperial court does not dare to touch them, although there have been one or two cases, but those are Confucian students who committed serious crimes such as insulting the emperor and killing the prince before they were arrested.

Huang Ziyang just had a rain, how could He De be treated with them?

"There is a problem with the inspector, I'm afraid there are a lot of people involved, otherwise he wouldn't have the courage." Qin Zheng concluded in one sentence.

"What Brother Qin said is good, so I have to figure out all these things, what is the benefit of the drying up of Bingyi County for them? Second, how many people are involved here! I had to get to the bottom of it. ”

Although Huang Ziyang is weak, just like duckweed itself is difficult to protect, his words are categorical, who said that only the warrior is angry? The scholars were also angry, and they couldn't see the people suffering.

Qin Zheng seemed to see a picture. A trembling and weak jinshi, he walked into the endless darkness without hesitation, moths to the fire, and nothing left.

"So today, Huang has the courage to ask Brother Qin for one thing and bring this thing to my master Li Yishan." Huang Ziyang solemnly stood up and saluted, this is the main purpose of his coming here today.

Qin Zheng suddenly had the feeling of looking at the dead man facing the family before death, and asked, "What's the use of you telling me?" We only met for the first time today, why should I help you? ”

Hearing this, Huang Ziyang grinned and said: "I believe that Brother Qin will help me, we Confucian students are born with a respectable human face, and although you are not a Confucian just a vulgar martial artist, but you are a righteous body, you are not for me, but for the people of Bingyi County." ”

'How can you tell I'm a warrior?' Am I so disguising it? ’

After listening to Huang Ziyang's words, Qin Zheng's face changed slightly, and he asked rhetorically, "Don't bring me a high hat." Even if I wanted to help you, I'm still locked up in prison, right? ”

"I can help you out! I also have two Escape Spells written by Master here, and I was deliberately caught in order to find out the truth, and if nothing else, those people will not let me survive, and they will soon come to the Hell, like sharks that smell blood. ”

......

Qin Zheng sent Huang Ziyang away, and all that echoed in his mind was Huang Ziyang's last words: "I can help you out." ”

"What is this called, you can go out and don't run, but let me out." Qin Zheng gnawed on the chicken paw that he had missed for a long time, and took a sip of wine, this was left behind by Li Er and the others before leaving, originally he just wanted to become a carefree traveler from the other world after becoming stronger with the golden scroll, but now why did he suddenly have a sense of responsibility?

Is this infected by seeing Huang Ziyang not hesitate to find out the truth? Damn scholars!

A voice came from the other side of the cell door:

"Young man, give the old man a chicken leg to eat, think about the old man who gave you half a month's worth of steamed buns yesterday, and the chicken butt is fine!"