The prison was brightly lit, and the night was like day.

Xie Chenjun, who was dressed in a scarlet official robe, stood at the gate of the prison, and suddenly stopped, and a middle-aged man behind him took the umbrella, but he didn't speak, but his hands were slightly hidden in his sleeves, and his expression was flat.

The cell head who greeted him at the gate of the prison bent over, this middle-aged man who had been in the prison of Yanshi City for more than ten years did not dare to look up to look up at the old man who sat in the first place in the officialdom of Yanshi City, in fact, as the actual ruler of the Xie family's generation, Xie Chendu is not only the contemporary head of the Xie family, the evergreen tree in the officialdom of the Great Zhou, this old man's book is called the first in the Great Zhou, and everyone in music theory is also everyone, as for the attainments in the article, it is even more outstanding, in addition, this old man was also the governor of Xie Chenjun when the first emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty sent troops to the south, but with Xie Chendu's age, Over the years, he has gradually faded out of the field of vision, and he is at ease in this Yanshi City in front of the "Pension Thorn History", but Xie Chendu's prestige in the Great Zhou has not diminished at all, as always, he is trusted by the Great Zhou Emperor, and the most direct manifestation is that this old man is still far away from the position of the country's priest wine, and Xie Ying, as Xie Chendu's nephew, was almost recruited into the palace by the Great Zhou Emperor to become the Great Zhou Concubine, all signs show that as long as Xie Chen does not die for a day, the Xie family will not fall for a day, and this Yanshi City will not change its door for a day.

At this moment, although the old man stood at the door of the prison and did not speak, everyone present felt an indescribable oppression, this momentum was not deliberately exuded by Xie Chen, but the momentum that he naturally cultivated after staying in a high position for a long time.

Xie Chendu casually asked, "Which cell are those two people held in?"

The cell boss said in a low voice: "Dizi Qi, those two have never committed any serious crimes, so they haven't paid much attention to it in prison, and they don't look like extremely vicious people, how do you know that there will be an escape......

Xie Chen waved his hand, "Needless to say, the fault of this matter is not yours, these two people ran away and ran away, don't care, it's just that there are people who have been detained in that cell in the past, you need to find out." ”

The cell boss was surprised: "Since the last time a poor scholar died here, the Dizi Qi has not imprisoned other prisoners for more than 20 years, and as for looking ahead, I can't find anything." ”

Xie Chen frowned, "Reader?"

The cell head nodded and said: "According to the records of the Heavenly Prison File, there is indeed a scholar who died here, why that scholar was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, the file is unknown, but after knowing that he seems to have written an article on the wall, he isolated himself here." ”

Xie Chen asked, "Didn't you send someone to copy it?"

The cell leader's face was a little ugly, "No ......"

And for some reason, after those two escaped, all the articles on the wall disappeared. ”

For the first time, the old man in his twilight years looked into the eyes of the cell boss, and although there was still no emotion in his eyes, the cell boss instantly felt like falling into an ice cave.

His legs weakened, he knelt down with a plop, and begged for mercy: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, this is indeed a villain's negligence, beg the Lord to open the net!"

There is an unwritten rule in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if there are courtiers who hold several positions at the same time, they must be called by the highest official title, the assassin of the Great Zhou Dynasty is ranked in the fourth grade, and the post of the country's sacrificial wine is a second-grade member, although this Guozi priest wine is a false position, but it is always much higher than the history of the thorn.

Therefore, it is not wrong to call Xie Chen the Lord of the sacrificial wine.

It's just that after Xie Chen heard this title, he said calmly: "That's right, Lord Sacrificial Wine really can't cure your sin, so forget it." ”

As the saying goes, the county official is not as good as the current management, in Yanshi City, Xie Chen is in such identities, only the identity of Lord Assassin Shi can punish him.

The old man no longer had the slightest idea of continuing to walk into the prison, but turned around, the middle-aged man behind him didn't say much, and after watching Xie Chen turn around, he opened the oil-paper umbrella.

The two stepped into the rain.

The carriage of Xie Fu was still some distance away from the prison, and between this stretch of road, the old man suddenly said, "Wuyi, Ying'er is leaving tonight?"

Xie Wuyi walked in the rain with an umbrella, in fact, the umbrella surface was all tilted to Xie Chendu's side, he was drenched by the rain, but this middle-aged man who had little words did not show the slightest impatience, listening to the eldest brother's question, Xie Wuyi replied calmly: "The will of Shaoliang City has already come down, if it weren't for the pursuit of those two fugitives, Ying'er would have led his five thousand iron horsemen to the border plug." ”

Xie Chen looked at this brother, who was nearly thirty years younger than him, and said with a smile: "Is five thousand a little less?"

Xie Wuyi said bluntly: "Ying'er is only a year old, and it is already unthinkable that he can receive five thousand alone, and the eldest brother thinks it is not enough?"

Xie Chen smiled calmly: "What are you worried about, my brother naturally knows, but our majesty is different from the previous monarchs, if you think that it is not a good thing for Ying'er to become famous at a young age, then it is really a little unnecessary to worry." ”

Looking up into the distance, Xie Chen said with emotion: "The Xie family has taken root in the Great Zhou Dynasty for decades, and it has been inherited in the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years.

Xie Wuyi was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Then listen to the eldest brother." ”

Before the head of the Xie family boarded the carriage, he instructed Xie Wuyi: "Ying'er has made a friend in the city, he is a teenager, there is no need to woo him, the affairs of the young man are up to them, but if the young man is troubled by others, you should solve it in private, and you don't have to put on any posture, so as not to have a misunderstanding." ”

Xie Wuyi nodded and didn't say anything.

Walking into the carriage, the groom naturally drove away, while Xie Wuyi was standing in place, not following Xie Chendu, who was second only to Xie Xindu in the Xie family, and was a well-known Grandmaster Xie on the rivers and lakes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, standing in the rain, smiling slowly.

Take a jug of wine from your waist and drink it in the rain.

This great master of the rivers and lakes, who is addicted to alcohol, never drinks alcohol only in front of his own brother.

——

The night was deep, and there were no stars, after sending Xie Ying and the Yang brothers away, there were really only two people left in this inn, Qinghuai and Li Fuyao, Li Fuyao was not sleepy, and pushed open the window in a daze in the night.

After more than a quarter of an hour, Li Fuyao turned his head to look next door, and found that the lights in Qinghuai's room were swaying, and he was a little distracted, the wooden window was pushed open, and Qinghuai was lying next to the window, looking at Li Fuyao who was staring at a pair of big eyes, and inexplicably felt that this guy was a little funny.

Li Fuyao smiled dryly: "Miss Qinghuai hasn't slept yet." ”

Qinghuai rolled her eyes, ignoring the idiot question.

Li Fuyao didn't feel embarrassed, after all, he had seen this kind of thing a lot.

Li Fuyao remembered the conversation with Xie Ying before, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know if I am a Yanling clan or a common person of the Great Zhou." ”

Qinghuai interjected: "Li Fuyao, do you know that there are really martial artists in this world who can kill monks with their strength. ”

Li Fuyan turned his head indiscriminately, his previous thoughts were not wrong?

"There are not many monks outside the three sects, but there are also a lot, except for the swordsman who is completely on a small path, most of the other wild cultivators are born in the three sects, but have you ever thought about why there would be a swordsman born out of nowhere?"

Qinghuai leaned against the window and said casually.

Li Fu frowned and said, "Born out of nowhere......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Fuyao soon thought of something, and he exclaimed: "Could it be that a swordsman is a martial artist?"

Qinghuai said calmly: "It's only half right, the swordsman back then was naturally a martial artist, but later he became a monk, but the martial artist bombarded and killed the monk, and it did happen to the swordsman." ”

"The sword immortal who led the swordsman on the path of cultivation back then did kill a three-sect saint with the power of martial arts before he became a monk!"

This sentence was earth-shattering, even if Li Fuyao was shocked, the martial artist killed the monk, this was still the killing of a Three Sect Saint?

What kind of a fierce character is this?