Ren Baqian walked into the dimly lit dungeon, and the warden here led the way with a lamp in front, and Xu Wei followed closely behind.

Ren Baqian walked a little outside, just came back from looking at the fields outside the city, every time he rode a horned ox, he felt a hot pain in his inner thighs when the road was a little farther.

These days, he has obtained some fields from other sources, and now they add up to two hundred acres, and he and the others have changed fields, and finally put together two hundred acres of land.

After all, everyone still gave the empress some face.

Today, the two hundred acres of fields were sown, and Ren Baqian went to see them, where all the iron knives and vine gourds were in charge, and more than 20 people were hired under his command, all of whom were women, children, and old people. But these people are not small at all, they are more powerful than the young men of the earth, and Ren Baqian watched them walk like flying carrying buckets the size of two water tanks.

When I was injured and asked for guilt before, the two bags of seasoning seeds I brought over were only enough to sow 50 acres, but fortunately, the sesame seeds in the animal garden were ripe, and they were enough to sow 20 acres. The rest is planted with sweet potatoes and the crops of this world.

After walking around the field, Ren Baqian returned to the city at noon and came to the prison to see the Zhu Chengjun first.

This prison Ren Yaqian is quite familiar, he was thrown here a few months ago when he first came here, and his mind was full of how to save his head. Who would have thought that the back peaks and loops would turn around, and finally become like this.

The prison was lined with stone cells on both sides and an iron door in the middle.

There weren't many prisoners in the prison, there wasn't much noise, and there wasn't the kind of banging on the iron door and shouting for grievances like on TV.

Foreigners usually stay for a few days and then cut them directly, and there are really not many ancient people who are caught in, the most is to fight and fight, and they are put home after a whip.

Theft and robbery are basically invisible to Arashijo.

In Lancheng, you throw a brick on the way and hit someone, maybe it's the strength of the earth wheel.

"Open the door, and I'll go in and see. When he arrived at the door of the cell, Ren Baqian said.

The outside of the cell was unlocked, only an iron rod stuck outside.

The overall strength of the ancient clan is too strong, there are too many masters, and they are never afraid of someone robbing the prison or something, even if they can rob it, they can't escape.

It was dark in the cell, and there was only a small window that let in the light.

At this time, Zhu Chengjun's face looked a lot better, and after stopping the wine and those small shrimps, the injury on his leg was almost healed after a few days of hard work.

Ren Baqian stood at the door and looked at him, and he also looked up at Ren Baqian.

The prison guard stood in front of Ren Baqian to prevent the other party from suddenly erupting. He has also heard of the strength of this Ren Fucheng.

"Well, I saved your life, right? Shouldn't you repay me?" Ren Baqian said with a smile.

Zhu Chengjun knew that he might not be able to die that day, although he was imprisoned, but he kept waiting, waiting to settle accounts with the Lian family, he thought that the other party would say yes, no matter what, as long as the goal was Lianjia himself, he would agree.

didn't expect to wait for such a sentence, which made him a little stunned.

"To deal with the Lian family, I am naturally willing. But you won't trust me so easily. Takeseijun said.

"It's simple, just a poison, like jelly beans, it doesn't affect anything when you eat it, and it tastes good. After eating it, you will die without an antidote for a period of time, and you will live if you take the antidote. I think Lianjia is so right to you, you shouldn't kill yourself for Lianjia. Ren Baqian said, his voice was similar to the villains in his memory at this time.

In fact, he does something similar to the villain.

Zhu Chengjun laughed after listening to Ren Baqian's words: "It's really simple, bring the medicine." ”

"Don't worry, the medicine is still being made, and the general poison doesn't taste good. I have worked a lot of hard work to make sure that the sugar does not destroy the medicinal properties. You stay for a few days, and then let you out when it's ready. Ren Baqian waved his hand, looking like he was thinking about him.

Zhu Chengjun laughed when he heard this, who cares if the poison tastes good or not?

It's just that the other party spends time in this kind of place.

"I'm just coming over today to see how you're doing, and I'm relieved to see that you're okay. Ren Baqian nodded and turned to leave. "Give him something good, don't go hungry and lose weight. ”

In fact, he can't be used to make poison, it's all the business of the Doctor's Bureau.

All he needed to do was to separate the sarin gas, it was too much of a luxury to throw the whole bottle out like before, and he had to save a few bottles for the rest of the bottles.

What's more, if a whole bottle is thrown out, not to mention even the home, the whole city doesn't know how many people will die.

When the time comes, you have to fry the pan.

Ren Baqian thinks that being a man, leaving a line in everything, and seeing each other in the future, there is no need to be so desperate.

The most important thing is that there are still so many masters in Great Xia, especially the top masters.

Although many of them are nowhere to be seen on weekdays, it is too desperate to poison a city, and maybe a few will jump out to eliminate the demon guard, such as Li Yuanzhu, who is like a fairy. Anyway, no matter who it is, you will be in big trouble.

The guards around me are afraid that they can't guard against such masters.

Ren Baqian returned to the palace, sat next to the empress after lunch and watched "The Legend of Sword and Fairy III" for a while, the empress also asked several times why there was no "The Legend of Sword and Fairy II", Ren Baqian looked at a loss, the empress asked herself, who did she ask?

When it was time to practice martial arts, Ren Baqian stood in the middle of the field, and the opposite was still Tonglan, the bun-faced little Lori with two balls on her head, just like the empress likes red clothes, she likes white, and she is dressed in white every day, the difference is that the flowers embroidered on it are different.

"You're fat again! You're ten years old, and you're going to get married in a few years. You are so fat, who dares to ask for it?" Ren Baqian said trash talk, looking for the other party's flaws.

"You're such an adult, you can't even beat me, do you want to be ashamed?" Tonglan was not polite at all.

Her grandfather Tong Zhenye said, don't give him face and beat him hard.

"Opportunity" Ren Baqian rolled his eyes when he saw Tonglan speak, and immediately pounced like a tiger.

After a month of hard training, his strength has improved a lot, and he can already walk under Xiao Lori...... One move.

"Bang!"

Ren Baqian was lying on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds with his eyes.

These days, there has been no significant improvement in other areas, and the ability to resist attacks has improved a lot.

And there will be no hesitation and retreat when working with people.

The whole person has a little more sharpness and indomitable momentum.

In the eyes of others, though, it's still so vegetable.

However, Ren Baqian knew that he had improved a lot.

has been upgraded from a first-level rookie to a second-level rookie.

When the rookie who exceeded the ninth level reached the supreme rookie, Ren Baqian felt that he could beat this 10-year-old little Lori.

If you think about it, I don't know why I want to cry a little.

Alas...... Hello life!

......

After a trip back to the world, I ran from Blago to Vienna, a famous music capital with various concert halls.

Ren Baqian and the empress also went to a classical concert.

After that, the impression of the two of them on this concert was that they slept soundly.

When he came back, Ren Baqian had already decided that the target of his next return would be the fashion capital, Milan.

"They're definitely going to Milan!" in a certain department, more than one person thought of this.

"Arrange a few people who are good at dealing with people, men should not be too handsome, women should not be too beautiful. One psychologist suggested, followed by some lament: "Unfortunately, I don't meet the standards." ”

"I'll go myself!" said a middle-aged man, who really wanted to meet the two men.