Sister Xie Xuan happened to come out of it.

Xie Yongxu greeted Meng Mengda, Xie Xuan beckoned, and shouted with eyebrows: "Little monkey spirit, don't follow Yuan An's unlucky fool, it's better to follow me." ”

Meng Meng glanced at him: "You got up in the morning, you haven't had time to go to the toilet yet, right?"

Xie Xuan was stunned: "How do you know?"

"Because it's all squirting out of your mouth, big idiot!Go back and pee and take a picture, and you'll know that you're not worthy!" The two sides passed by, and Meng Meng left Xie Xuan with a back with a middle finger raised.

Wang Ziqiao showed the jailer the number of the Hou Mansion and walked down the chalk steps, the stone walls on both sides were tall and dry, and no dust fell from the corners. Different from ordinary prisons, Tingwei Prison is dedicated to imprisoning ministers and nobles, and it is not gloomy and dirty, and even the tiger-headed copper lock of the prison door is polished.

The jailer opened the lock, and Prince Qiao saw Zhi Jia Zhen standing under the skylight of the iron grate, the size of the sky lattice, and the narrow beam of light penetrated from a high place, shining on his slightly upturned face, divided into light and dark vertical lines.

This scene made Wang Ziqiao a little puzzled, he didn't know whether the boy longed to break through the window and regain his freedom, or to settle for the unique tranquility here?

Just like he wondered why he couldn't overdraw Hunt Zhen to sword the eagle king, which completely overturned his judgment of the boy's temperament.

But it's more interesting. The human heart is complex and multifaceted, so there is fun to play with in the palm of your hand. Without a trace, Prince Joe shoved a piece of honey jade into the jailer's palm, and the latter walked away. Zhi Hunt Zhen turned around and saw Wang Ziqiao, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is the prince surprised?" Wang Ziqiao walked slowly into the prison, the surroundings were clean, the ground was covered with a thick grass mat, and the dark purple flocculent withered grass leaves exuded a medicinal fragrance, this is a century-old rice smoked grass, which has the effect of repelling insects and calming the nerves.

In the center of the cell was a long table, on which a rusty yaoqin, a pair of nanmu chessboards, and two boxes of black and white jade chess pieces rested. Next to it is an old bookcase, stacked with dozens of miscellaneous books for recreation. The bed leans against the south wall, the pillows are blue-glazed porcelain, and the bedding is a fine color-changing lake crepe, which is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Because of his status as a pre-recorded disciple of the Thunder Cliff of Zhi Hunt Zhen, and from the top gate lord Yuan clan, he was arranged in one of the most elaborate cells in Tingwei Prison, with no shackles on his body, and his supervision was extremely relaxed, so he could visit him at any time.

Punishment is not for the family, this is a tacit rule that the royal family and the high gate have been tacitly aware for many years.

"It should have been Wang Changshi. But he has been busy running to rescue the son of the world for the past few days, and he has never closed his eyes, and he can't afford to be sick this morning. I had no choice but to go over and come to visit the prince on his behalf. The spirit pet and some requested objects that the prince specially cared for, Wang Changshi also asked me to bring them over. Wang Ziqiao explained, handing over a foot-tall sandalwood luodian lacquer box.

"There's Mr. Law. Zhijia took the lacquer box quietly. Inside are several classics that explain the realm of refining qi and returning gods, many miscellaneous notes about the Dao of Earthdreams, and a bronze beast soul furnace bought from the Bamboo Forest Secret Realm. These things were originally supposed to be handed over by Wang Yifu himself, but they were replaced by Wang Ziqiao, which made Zhi Hunt really jealous.

Fortunately, even if Wang Ziqiao looked at the beast soul furnace in the lacquer box, he couldn't guess its purpose.

Meng Mengda jumped on Zhi Jiazhen's shoulder lightly, muttered a few words, and told a rough story about the trouble that Ji Kang led the crowd to petition, but secretly rumored with his mind: "Wang Yifu originally planned to come with illness, but he was persuaded by this surnamed Wang." ”

"Shizi's spirit pet is rare, it doesn't look like it was brought out of the bamboo forest. Wang Ziqiao said meaningfully, "It is rumored that the profound Zhu You secret method can bring the spirit pet into the sea of knowledge, and the two sides spread it with their thoughts?"

Zhi Hunt Zhenqi said: "I have heard of it for the first time, so I am not as knowledgeable as Mr. ”

Prince Qiao smiled: "The prince's injury is no longer serious. ”

Zhi Zhenzhen said frankly: "The doctor invited by the Hou Mansion has excellent medical skills, and Miss Xie has sent a lot of precious Daomen medicinal pills, and the wound heals quickly. Through his robe, he wore a soft bandage around his chest, embroidered with gorgeous flowers. Small colored aphids, which are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, crawl out of the stamens, burrow into the wound, and spit out slimy secretions, which are cool and comfortable.

The bandage is one of the magic weapons of Yanwu Xie's house, which has a healing effect. According to Xie Yongxu, Xie Xuan secretly made it, and Xie Xuan claimed that he was succumbing to his sister's prostitution and could not do it.

Wang Ziqiao walked to the elders, knelt down, and wiped some dust from the chess scale: "Is the prince interested in talking about another game?"

Zhi Zhenzhen smiled dumbly, walked to the opposite of Wang Ziqiao and sat down: "As long as Mr. doesn't lift the chessboard again." He picked up a black chess piece in his left hand and threw it first at the star in the upper right corner.

Wang Ziqiao stretched out his hand to stop Zhi Hunt Zhen and did not let the chess pieces fall on the board. "Shizi, shouldn't it be the elders first?"

"Before winning or losing, how can you grow up and young?"

"Didn't the prince of the world always give way to Wang in the past?"

"Sir also said, that is in the past. ”

"The son of the world entered the door, and the tone of his voice was different. ”

The two looked at each other, their wrists staggered, and the black chess piece never fell.

With a "snap", Zhi Hunt Zhen suddenly grabbed a chess piece with his right hand, threw it into the chessboard, and occupied a corner first, "Mr. thinks too much." When the two armies clash, it is natural to strive to be the first to take the lead. ”

Wang Ziqiao stared at Zhi Jiazhen and smiled: "The prince really has a bit of sword cultivation, no wonder even a feather clan swordsmanship genius like the Little Eagle King died at your hands." ”

He grabbed a white chess piece and landed it in the small eye in the left corner of the board. Zhi Hunt really fell again, and the two sides responded quickly, occupying their own corners.

"But if you kill the Eagle King, won't the prince worry about his own life and death?" Wang Ziqiao swept his eyes across the chess game, hung a white piece in the lower right corner of the chessboard, and brazenly invaded the Black camp, setting off the first round of fighting.

His seemingly casual words were also hidden in Bingge, intended to shake the true kendo of Zhi Hunt and induce the other party to question the choice of the sword in the first place.

Shin Zhikari picked up a black disc, and instead of rushing to attack the lone invading white disc, he landed near the opponent, making Black's move even thicker. "In the past, the ancestors of the Langya Wang family felt that 'death and life are also great. Therefore, he created the Lanting preface method that shook the past and the present. From refining the Void Harmony Dao to the civilian pawns, who doesn't worry about life and death?" Zhi Zhenzhen smiled slightly, "Of course I'm afraid of death, wouldn't I not be able to make a sword if I die in a terrible way?"

"The matter of Yingyao is so big, and the son of the world will not die so easily. Wang Ziqiao also smiled, and Bai Zi stuck to the black piece in the right corner and started a hand-to-hand dogfight. "When the prince killed Ying Yao, he already expected that he would not have to worry about his life, right? The prince has no scruples, so he can naturally fight with a sword. ”

Zhi Jia Zhen glanced at Wang Ziqiao deeply, and he vaguely sensed the sinister in the other party's words. If he denies it, it will be too false and contrary to his heart. But if you admit what the other party says, it is tantamount to belittling your own kendo.

"Does the prince need to take the long exam so soon?" Wang Ziqiao asked leisurely as he looked at the undecided young man.