Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Han Dong is too smart, Jiang Feng must be safe and secure, and he has to give up if he should give up.

The next day dawned.

The news about Yuan Tiangang, the new deputy commander of Zhenbei Prison, who was shot dead in the street and Lei Dutou was shot to death at home, also spread quickly.

The court was furious.

The Longdu Yamen was questioned and punished.

The emperor ordered that the Longdu Yamen should find out the real culprit within a month.

And find out all the traitors hiding in Longdu.

For a time, the pressure on the Longdu Yamen doubled.

The director of the government applied for the coordinated search and arrest of the three armies, and was allowed by the emperor.

So, every day that followed, a large number of people were sent in every day in the major prisons in Longdu, some of them were true rebels, some were wronged, or they were implicated.

But more often than not, there are unclear and unclear objects of suspicion.

Uncle Huo, who is the first-level officer, is busy every day, anxious, and has to pinch the time to drink water.

The suspects who were caught in were crammed into the first layer.

The men on the first floor are responsible for keeping the prisoners from starvation, and they also help to carry the prisoners from their cells to their torture cells.

For a time, the entire Zhenbei Prison was full of complaints.

There are unwilling roars of innocent and implicated civilians.

There was the shameful laughter of the traitors.

There was the cry of bandits.

There are also complaints from the jailer's friends.

And Jiang Feng, who is working on the third layer, does his job well as usual.

The people who can be regarded as objects of suspicion and arrested indiscriminately are basically some powerless people, so the number of prisoners held in the third layer has not increased much in a short period of time.

Jiang Feng's work has always been very leisurely.

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The first floor of Zhenbei Prison is overcrowded.

The people of Longdu Yamen would come every day to interrogate the prisoners, and on the other side of the torture cell, the blood flowed like a river, the prisoners went in and out, one group of people were released, and another group of people were pulled in, and so on.

Toss like this.

Not to mention those prisoners, Uncle Huo and they all lost several laps, and their voices were hoarse, and in the end, they couldn't stand it anymore, and they couldn't shout, so Uncle Huo and they entertained them with leather whips, no matter who came in, as long as it was a suspected traitor, they would go down with a few lashes first, and let them be honest.

In this way, the scolding of the first layer has been alleviated a lot.

But the cells were still stuffed.

Another ten days passed.

The jailers on the first floor, everyone has a fierce face, even if it is a little jailer who delivers food, he can't hear the prisoners shouting, sometimes he can't get angry, and he directly spills rice porridge in the cell, so that the people inside fight and scold.

Jiang Feng honestly stayed on the third floor.

I didn't go out for 20 days in a row, and I ate and drank all in Zhenbei Prison.

It's just that sometimes he will go to the first floor, take a look at Uncle Huo, and ask Li Minhe to bring him a pot of wine, and he will take it to Uncle Huo to relieve his pressure.

After Uncle Huo finished drinking, he was in a good mood, so he threw away the leather whip and replaced it with an iron whip and whipped it on the prisoner.

Since then, Jiang Feng has kept the wine well and rarely comes out to see him.

Another ten days passed.

The deadline given by the emperor to the Longdu Yamen has also arrived.

Don't really say it.

After a month of searching, the Longdu Yamen caught several Red Lotus Sect rebels, followed the vine, and smashed a small hall that was hidden in Longdu.

But during the arrest, he was broken out of the encirclement by several powerful criminals.

Longdu Yamen also condemned the crime of shooting Yuan Tiangang, Lei Laohu and others on those rebels who ran away.

Early today.

Director Ya took Huang Zhutou and explained this month's harvest to the emperor in 1510 in the court.

To escape, the emperor was clearly not satisfied.

The director of the government was fined for three years, and his official rank dropped by a notch.

Huang Zhutou is even worse.

was demoted from the chief catcher to the small catcher, the official rank was the same as before, equivalent to the jailer Xiaodu Lieutenant, and at the same time he was scolded for thirty, and when he was dragged back to the Longdu Yamen, he knew that people were warm and cold.

Because of Yang Qi's incident, he was promoted to the head of the Dragon Capital, and his official rank was the same as Han Dong's.

For a while, he became the right-hand man of Lai Asheng, the director of the government, and there were guards and servants in and out, and he reaped a lot of benefits in just a few months.

Now that he has been demoted to a small catcher, some of the people he has offended are gearing up.

Especially those who used to be from the same party as Yang Shangshu, they are all planning how to calculate Huang Zhutou and give him a fatal blow.

It's a big wave outside.

Jiang Feng has been living in Zhenbei Prison.

For thirty days, a whole month, I didn't go out once.

Lacking the moisture of the sun, his whole body has turned a lot whiter.

Regarding the emperor's punishment of Longdu Yamen this morning, and the results of this month's investigation of Longdu Yamen, it quickly spread to Zhenbei Prison, and the prisoners on the first floor were emptied a lot, but there were still many people who were locked up.

Jiang Feng sat in the workshop.

He looks at the panel information.

Name: Feng Jiang

Luck: 5997

Exercises: Jailer's Health Preservation (Dacheng+)

Skills: Jailer's Long Fist (Xiaocheng +) Archery (Mastery +) Monkey Escape (Dacheng +)

Realm: Five Grades (Blood Refining)

Divine powers: Immortality

Jiang Feng was pleasantly surprised.

With the Longdu Yamen, the crime of killing Yuan Tiangang and Lei Laohu was placed on the few escaped traitorous criminals, and the risk of him being caught as the real murderer was successfully lifted.

The luck value has actually increased by more than two thousand.

Reached 5997.

Behind the jailer's health skills, a plus sign also appeared.

He could finally improve his realm strength again.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Jiang Feng immediately added 5,000 Qi Luck Points to the Jailer's Health Preservation Skill.

Panel information changes.

Name: Feng Jiang

Luck: 997

Exercises: Jailer's Health Preservation Exercise (Perfection)

Skills: Jailer Long Fist (Xiaocheng) Archery (proficient) Monkey Escape (Dacheng)

Realm: Four Grades (Refining)

Divine powers: Immortality

"Finally four products!"

Jiang Feng was excited.

He found that in the Four Grades Refining Realm, not only was the qi and blood thicker, but a sea of gods also appeared in his brain, his eyes could see farther, his ears could hear wider, and when he closed his eyes, he could also feel the fluctuations in the aura around him.

People can be spotted approaching.

and the dangers that lurk in the vicinity.

He also finally understood why Yuan Tiangang was sitting in the sedan chair and was able to find out in time that the first arrow he shot rushed out of the sedan chair.

If it weren't for archery, people and arrows would be one.

In the ensuing coherence arrow-by-arrow shot.

Otherwise, Yuan Tiangang would be able to deal with him to the end with this perception alone.

Now that I think about it, there is still a lot of luck in being able to successfully shoot him.

It's no wonder that after successfully killing him, the luck value can rise to more than three thousand all of a sudden.

In short, Jiang Feng was afraid for a while.

The higher this strength, the greater the gap in the future.

In the future, we still have to be more prudent, don't easily provoke right and wrong, especially this kind of thing, you can't do it anymore, God knows, what kind of terrifying existence is a third-grade martial artist?

"Jiang Feng!"

Suddenly, Han Dong's voice came.