Xue Dao and Zhong Xingwen in the prison ate and drank with their stomachs open, but the old eunuch who returned to the palace was slightly sad in his heart.

The older the Son of Heaven is, the more suspicious and irritable he is, and the more empty the things he pursues, the old eunuch, as one of the close attendants of the Son of Heaven, naturally knows a lot about the emperor's temper.

Just coming back like this, it is obviously not satisfactory to the Son of Heaven, but this will think about it again, the long jaw nodded, and it seems that there is something to be interpreted.

Soon after, in the imperial study, the old eunuch saw the emperor, who was obviously very concerned about the special prisoners in the prison, and when he saw the old eunuch returning, he put down the book in his hand and asked.

"How is it, is Daoist Xue okay?"

The old eunuch hurriedly nodded and replied.

"Your Majesty, Daoist Xue is in good spirits, and there is no pain on his body, he has already been taken care of in the prison, so there must be no mistake in letting the jailer take care of him!"

The old emperor nodded.

"Then what does Daoist Xue have to say about the change in the morning?"

The old eunuch hurried closer.

"Your Majesty, the old slave has asked Xue Daochang, and Xue Daochang is very secretive about this, but Xue Daochang has seen and seen the matter of painting Longshan, at least it is more real than me, but"

"But what?"

The emperor hurriedly asked, but the old eunuch hesitated.

"However, the Taoist chief obviously had something to worry about the previous complaint, and after the old slave asked briefly, he didn't want to say more, the old slave thought that the coming day would be long, and now it would arouse the Taoist chief's bad feelings, so he didn't ask again and again."

The old emperor sighed and nodded.

"Well done! The Patrol Division also asked them to speed up their progress. By the way, the heavenly prison has to send food from the imperial dining room every day, so don't neglect the Taoist!"

"Yes, the old slave will supervise it himself!"

The old eunuch hurriedly promised, this matter is a great achievement!

Of course, if you can't do it well, you are afraid of criticism.

And the emperor couldn't help but ask.

"Did you think I should go see the Taoist?"

"Alas, Your Majesty not! The old slave knows that His Majesty cares about the Taoist, but it is not appropriate to go at this moment, and it seems a little too eager.

The old emperor nodded slightly.

"By the way, in retrospect, Zen Master Dingzhen may have known Daoist Xue, but I forgot to ask him during the day at the Dragon Temple, you have to go to the Dragon Temple in person and ask Zen Master Dingzhen in person!"

The old eunuch was overjoyed, and hurriedly nodded his head again and again.

"The old slave obeys!"

The sky had gradually darkened, and when the old emperor in the palace was still worried about Xue Daoren, in the prison, an uninvited guest came at this moment.

Whether it is some of the prisoners in the cell, or the jailer on duty, or the cell boss sitting at the entrance table, they all become sleepy unconsciously.

Gradually, the cell boss fell asleep on the table.

A man walked in from the entrance of the prison, and where he passed, he could see the head of the cell as if he were drunk, and the jailer who was sitting on the ground against the wall and sleeping soundly.

And these people are sleeping deeply, and there is no snoring.

When this person walked into the depths of the prison, several small white insects flew back into his hands, and then dissipated into a faint mist.

In the deepest part of the heavenly prison, Xue Daoren, who was originally sitting cross-legged, frowned and opened his eyes.

"Zhong Zhutou, do you feel that this prison has suddenly quieted down?"

Zhong Xingwen, who tried to sleep and still didn't fall asleep, also opened his eyes again, Xue Daoren didn't say that he hadn't noticed it yet, but as soon as he said it, the feeling became obvious.

Indeed, although it was not noisy in the prison, there was still some movement, and even the voices of other prisoners could be heard in the distance, and there were reprimands from the jailers, but this would be gone.

"No, there's footsteps!"

Zhong Xingwen said this, jumped up from the bed, and the two looked in one direction of the aisle, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

But a moment later, it was not a jailer, nor a person in the palace, nor an official errand, but an old man in old clothes.

When he saw the comer, Xue Daoren's face immediately showed surprise.

"Mr. Yu!"

Yu Weng walked to the door of the cell, looking at Xue Daoren and Zhong Xingwen in the cell, with a smile on his face.

"Daoist Xue, Zhong Zhutou, don't come to harm?"

To be honest, Zhong Xingwen felt that the person who came was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, at this moment, when he heard the other party's name and heard the other party's voice, the original picture flashed in his mind.

Zhong Xingwen couldn't help but approach the cell door, pointed outside and said with a little excitement.

"You, old gentleman, are you the one who fell down on the street outside the inn?"

I still remember that when the old man fell, the pedestrians on the street turned a blind eye, Zhong Xingwen helped the person up, and the other party clapped his hands in his ear.

Zhong Xingwen's heart jumped suddenly, and he remembered something at this moment.

It seems that at the beginning of the old man's house in Dingfeng County, Xiaogu Village, Dahekou, he was also woken up by a high-five, if he didn't wake up that time, not only did he miss the opportunity to follow Chai Wang, but he was afraid that he would be more auspicious!

Yu Weng smiled and nodded.

"Zhong Zhutou finally remembered!"

When Xue Daoren heard this at this moment, he looked at Zhong Xingwen and then at the old man outside, with a surprised and happy expression on his face.

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"It turns out that Zhong Zhutou has known Mr. Yu for a long time?"

"Dao Chief, this is a long story, you must be. Well, you should be able to believe it. By the way, sir, this is the prison, how did you get in?"

Is this old man a nobleman? It's not like that!

Xue Daoren smiled, it seems that although Zhong Zhutou knows Yu Weng, he also knows a limited amount.

"Zhong Zhutou, this Mr. Yu is not an ordinary person."

If there is anyone in the world who can comprehend the true immortal path, the old gentleman must be the most likely person!

Even, Mr. Yu may be an immortal!

"The old man is here to visit the two, one of them is loyal and courageous, the other is walking towards the road, but no one visits, the old man is also an acquaintance, just come and see, oh, it seems that there is no need to worry, the two of them are living well in prison!"

Yu Weng laughed like this because he saw the food on the table over there, it was really a lot, the two of them didn't eat it all, and there was still more than half of it left, although it was already cold, but they could still smell some fragrance.

"Squeak."

A mink chirp attracted Xue Daoren and Zhong Xingwen to look, but they saw a small mink appear on the table at some point, picking up a chicken wing and gnawing it happily.

"Alas, I haven't had any oil or water in my belly for more than a day."

Hearing this, Zhong Xingwen hurriedly walked to the table, took a look at the mink that was eating chicken wings and was not afraid of people, and then picked up a food box left by the old eunuch and walked to the fence.

It turned out that there were still dishes in the food box, and there was not all on the table at all.

At this time, Zhong Xingwen had already put the dishes on the ground one by one, and took out clean chopsticks and handed them out of the fence.

Yu Weng was not polite, he sat cross-legged outside the fence, stretched out his chopsticks and aimed at a plate of fried meat and a chopstick.

Then Xue Daoren and Zhong Xingwen, who had set the dishes, also sat down cross-legged.

The little mink didn't know when to jump over, Zhong Xingwen waved the handle of the chopsticks and wanted to fight, and the mink suddenly jumped on the old man outside.

"Hehehehe, don't blame Zhong Zhutou, this is the old man's feeding by his side, and he can be regarded as a partner, and he has some meals together."

"Uh, I see."

"Squeak"

Mink bared his teeth at Zhong Xingwen, and then came down to Zhong Xingwen's side, and actually picked up his cup with his paws, and drank all the wine he had just poured.

"Huh? Does it still drink?"

Xue Daoren looked at this ermine, there was some kind of guess in his heart, and he looked at the old man who was eating and tasting wine leisurely outside, and couldn't help but ask.

"Is Mr. Yu here to save us?"

Yu Weng smiled and shook his head

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"You two can't be saved by an old man like me, if you want to harm you, I'm afraid the old emperor will be the first to disagree."

As he spoke, Yu Weng looked at Zhong Xingwen.

"Zhong Zhutou still has to be an official?"

Zhong Xingwen shook his head.

"It's okay not to do it, if you can get out of trouble and go home this time, you can take your wife and children to the countryside to farm and weave in peace!"

"Then let me tell you, you will definitely be able to get out of trouble this time, and the court will greatly reward you and leave you on an errand in Yongjing, what do you think?"

Zhong Xingwen smiled.

"If Zhong doesn't want anything and doesn't take anything, will he be killed?"

Yu Weng shook his head.

"The old emperor only cares about this Xue Daochang, how can he care about you, if you don't want anything, he will let you go back."

"Then nothing! If you want it, you will be in trouble, and you will sink in this mud and chaos!"

Zhong Xingwen immediately replied, and even poured himself a glass of wine, and he didn't dislike being touched by Mink, so he drank it all directly.

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and it can be regarded as a way of living."

Yu Weng nodded and said, taking out something wrapped in cloth from his bosom and handing it to the fence.

Seeing that the old man was obviously handed to himself, Zhong Xingwen still reached out to take it after looking at Xue Daoren, but the thing sank in his hand, and it was obviously very heavy.

"Yesterday someone made a bet with the old man, and this hundred taels of gold was part of the bet, and now he loses, so I will give it to you."

Zhong Xingwen subconsciously untied the cloth towel, and there were indeed ten ingots of gold inside.

"I can't help it."

"Take it, you don't want the emperor's reward, I can receive this heart, it should be your salary for thirty years."

Xue Daoren also nodded with a smile.

"Catch the head, take it!"

"Well, well. It's just that it's not appropriate to put gold in this prison, right?"

"Don't worry, they won't take anything from you."

Yu Weng said this, but looked at Zhong Xingwen and smiled.

"It's just that after this incident, it will inevitably spread in the future, and maybe someone will find you again and beg you for help, so you will inevitably be in a dilemma."

Zhong Xingwen thought about it when he heard this, frowned and poured another glass of wine.

How can a person with a righteous heart be so easily dissipated in the world.

"Old Mr. Yu, Xue has a matter to solve, what happened in the Painting Dragon Temple? Although the poor road tried his best to see clearly, it was really difficult to say clearly, and I hope the old gentleman will solve his doubts!"

Xue Daoren finally couldn't help it, he could see the changes in the Dragon Temple more clearly than the emperor and others, but it was not completely clear, which made him even more itchy.

Yu Weng lifted the wine glass and drank the wine, and then said leisurely.

"I'll tell you, it's the father-son feud between the North Sea Dragon Jun Yayou and his son Yaci, the former is killing his son for cultivation, and the latter is now resurrected, turning into a dragon to take revenge, this Beihai is afraid that it will not be peaceful!"

As Yu Weng said, at this moment, the North Sea is setting off stormy waves.

However, these seemed to be a little distant, Yu Weng just smiled and looked at Xue Daoren again.

"Daoist Xue, do you still want to be a national teacher?"

Still?

Xue Daoren couldn't help frowning, and Mr. Yu said as if he had been a national teacher.

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