Ji Changan saw that everyone couldn't see any mistakes on the "Iron Card for Avoiding Death", and finally stood up and said: "Since this is the virtue of Emperor Taizu's good life, then this official is not to blame you for the past." ”

When the township chief heard this, he really cried with joy, and even Chen Asan was stunned when he escaped death.

"But!" Ji Changan said in a long tone: "Just as the prince said, the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped!"

The township chief and Chen Asan were still surprised by the rest of their lives after the catastrophe one moment, and the next moment they hung their hearts back in their throats.

At this time, I heard Ji Changan say again: "I want to inform you of the county order, please stay in the county jail for a while." Until the official returns to the capital, you will be honest with me!"

The fellow breathed a long sigh of relief. Originally, I was worried that Chen Asan would be cut off his hands and feet, but it turned out that he was only detained for a period of time.

This life has finally been picked up. And listening to the tone of this big man, it is not to lock up Chen Asan for the rest of his life, as long as he waits for the big man to return to Beijing, he can be released.

The old townsman nodded and said, "Yes, yes! This bastard boy just owes a lesson, it's time to give him a better memory!"

After that, he kicked Chen Asan with his old leg again, but he already had an uncontrollable smile on his face.

In this way, it can also be regarded as a joy for all.

But just when everyone thought that the matter should end like this, the prince said again: "Slow!"

The old villager turned back to look at the prince with a bitter face, nodded and said, "Father-in-law still has orders?"

He had already seen that this prince was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and several times of trouble came from his mouth.

Wang Gonggong said: "Whether this death-free iron card is true or false is not accurate, how can you let people go?"

The old villager begged bitterly: "Father-in-law, this is absolutely true, it can't be fake! It can't be fake! When Emperor Taizu gave this iron card, the little old man was watching it with his own eyes!"

Ji Changan also asked rhetorically: "I don't know how the prince plans to check the authenticity?"

This is just a rural place, and even if you want to check the copy, you have to go back to Beijing to do it.

The prince said in a deep voice: "As far as our family knows, Emperor Taizu did give him an iron plate to avoid death back then...... It's just that it is said that this iron card is made of dark iron, and ordinary blades can't hurt it. To know the truth or falsehood, you only need to cut it with a knife. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhongjin, who had been silent for a long time, noticed that the old villager's eyes shrank involuntarily, which was the truest manifestation of people when they were afraid.

And Chen Asan, who was originally expressionless, also shook his face.

As soon as the prince gave the order, a small flag raised his saber and slashed at the iron plate resting on the ground.

Sure enough, I heard the sound of "ding", and the iron card still did not move, but the tiger's mouth of the small flag was numb.

The old villager secretly sighed, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and said, "Father-in-law, look, this iron card is definitely not fake!"

Wang Gonghu looked the old townsman up and down suspiciously, and then lowered his head to look at the iron card on the ground.

The small flag just now slashed and sank violently, and the impact sound was so loud and absolutely true.

Sure enough, there was no other damage on the iron plate, except for a thin mark that was almost invisible.

In fact, it's no wonder that the prince is so suspicious, it's really that the old townsman and Chen Asan are too good at deceiving people.

The prince, who is used to being a human spirit, always feels that there is something strange in this, so he asks relentlessly.

He ignored the old villager's question, looked up at Fang Zhongjin and said, "I don't know the ability of the Israeli hero, maybe cut off the iron flagpole?"

As soon as Fang Zhongjin heard his words, he knew what the prince had in mind.

He didn't answer, but swung his sword at the iron flagpole in the clearing.

This time there was a wind cutting at everyone's faces, and there were no sparks to be seen, nor any collision was heard.

Fang Zhongjin thundered his heavy sword and swung it, and the iron flagpole broke like a knife cutting tofu.

I saw that the lower half of the flagpole was still stuck straight in the dirt, as if it had never been strengthened.

The top half of the flagpole slammed into the ground, bringing up a lot of dust.

When a few brocade guards saw this turnover, they couldn't help but applaud.

Only the old townsman looked at the sweat and was shocked that there was such a sword in this world!

And the prince also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, so can you cut off this iron plate, and pointed to the iron plate in front of his feet.

Fang Zhongjin didn't say a word, and swung his sword at the door of the prince's face again!

Where did the prince think that things would be so sudden, he only felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, and his heart seemed to burst.

Fang Zhongjin's sword wind caused the clothes of the prince of the land to flutter, and his breath was suffocated. But the next moment, the pinnacle of the heavy sword actually smashed on the iron plate.

The prince exhaled a sigh of relief, only to realize that he was not injured.

He looked down at the iron card on the ground, and saw that Fang Zhongjin's heavy sword slashed straight up with such a big momentum, and the iron card only fell out of a small piece on the side except for a crisp sound, and the entire iron card was still completely connected, not cut into two pieces like the iron railing.

The prince slowly straightened up, and now there was nothing to say.

Fang Zhongjin has exactly the same two swords, one sword can make the iron flagpole silently break itself, and the other sword is also strong and fierce, but it can't cut off this iron card.

Then except that this iron card is made of Xuantie, there is no other possibility.

The old townsman looked at the iron sign on the ground in disbelief, but as soon as this surprise appeared, he was relieved by himself.

He quickly stepped forward and hugged the iron plate, and said in a loud voice: "My father-in-law has tried it, this iron card is a royal gift like a fake! The little old man will never tell a lie! I also ask my father-in-law to be kind and disturb the fool of the Chen family!"

Wang Gonggong's face was cold, and he only said: "It's all up to Master Ji." ”

So he went into his house without looking back.

If the iron plate has been inspected and is indeed a gift from Emperor Taizu, then his father-in-law will jump out to oppose it, and maybe he will be included in the imperial history in the future.

Ji Changan looked at the old villager and the Chen family with a smile, and finally said: "Your disposition, this official has already said before. Or so it goes. ”

After that, he patted Fang Zhongjin on the shoulder and went back to the house to rest.

The rest of the brocade guards got the orders of the Shangguan, and they quickly dragged Chen Asan to the county government with the big tie of flowers.

Only the villager was left to stay where he was, and he couldn't help but glance at the death-free iron card in his arms again, there was indeed only a thin knife mark, and a small gap that could not be smaller.

"What the hell is going on!" the old townsman really didn't dare to think about it.

He looked up and saw that even the previous "Sword Immortal" master was gone, and he was the only one left in the clearing.

The flames on the torches jumped like unrealistic dreams.

Only the night wind blew, and the thin padded jacket on the vest was already soaked.

The old villager was trembling, did not dare to stay longer, and hurried home.