Before he had time to reminisce about the prosperity of the capital, Jiang Ming was taken into the prison of the Department of Justice by the officers and soldiers guarding the city.

After all, it is the 'second generation of red', and Jiang Ming's treatment is much better than that of other felons, so he specially rewarded a separate standard room.

It was the same as any other cell, except that it was slightly better-lit.

The warm sunlight from outside the iron bars filtered into the cell, sprinkled on the straw laid on the floor, and reflected the golden color.

"Hey, everyone is dead, bring good wine and food. Jiang Ming lay on the dry straw, looked at Erlang's legs, and yelled dissatisfied.

After a while, a young man dressed as a jailer walked over quickly, he held a bowl of blackened wotou in his hand, looked at Jiang Ming in the cell playfully, and said with a smile: "Yo, Uncle Jiang, do you think it's in your Jiang family? ”

As he spoke, he threw a bowl of nests into the gap in the middle of the iron bar.

"Haven't eaten yet?"

The jailer shook his head and instinctively replied, "No." ”

"Hmm. ”

A small ball of paper was thrown out of it and smashed directly into the jailer's face.

"How can it be justified? ”

It's too arrogant, and you dare to use him when you can't protect yourself?

As he spoke, the jailer picked up the paper ball on the ground and threw it back. Naughty, and playing with him this kind of child-throwing marbles trick.

When he took the paper ball in his hand, his hand froze in mid-air.

What kind of paper ball is this, it's clearly a silver ticket.

His cloudy eyes rolled, and he quietly put away the silver ticket, summoned a small jailer, and scolded: "Do you know who is locked up inside? Who will you eat your black and smelly nest head? Leave it to yourself, why don't you hurry up and go to a nearby restaurant to get some good wine and food to entertain Jiang Gongzi, and then dare to slack off and carefully cut your dog's head." ”

Although he is young, he also has a momentum when he scolds, and the latter only dares to nod in front of him.

"Jiang Gongzi, you take a break, and the good wine and food will be served immediately. ”

The young jailer smiled happily at Jiang Ming in the cell, and turned around and left briskly.

Jiang Ming stretched his waist and said to himself: "Sometimes silver is much easier to use than identity..........

"Heh, the son of the Jiang family........ It's just a poor man in the dark......."

At this moment, an extremely old male voice suddenly sounded.

Listen to the sound, it looks like it's coming from next door.

Jiang Ming frowned slightly, and looked to the side through the palm-sized gap in the railing.

.........

.........

"What, Fan Lao, why are you so confused?"

In the study room of the east wing of the Jiang family, a young man with a righteous and lofty expression was displeased, and he was reprimanding an old man with a withered body.

The old man was Fan Lao, who he had seen in Tangshan Hot Springs, and the young man sitting was Jiang Wen, the eldest son of the Jiang family.

"The old slave just wanted to kill his arrogance, but I didn't expect that kid to be such a bastard, and actually said such unrestrained words, and the officers and soldiers defending the city were very tough, no matter how much I pressured them, they just refused to let go. Fan Lao sighed deeply, since Jiang Ming was escorted to the Department of Justice, he flew back to Jiang's house and told Jiang Wen about the situation from beginning to end.

This matter is not ordinary, if he waits for the head of the family to come back, his head will not be guaranteed.

"Anyway, the fourth brother and I have always been brothers whose blood is thicker than water, even if he did something hurtful in Qiancheng, he is still my brother after all. No matter what, you can't let him be locked up in the prison of the Department of Justice, and you don't know the conditions there, how could my fourth brother have been treated like this. Jiang Wen frowned, and when he thought that his younger brother was now suffering in prison, his heart was as uncomfortable as an ant bite.

"Childe, you treat them as brothers, but they all want to kill you as soon as possible. Born in a big family, the most taboo is the kindness of women. Fan Lao stomped his feet with some hatred, obviously Jiang Wen's words stung him deeply.

With a kind heart, how can he ensure that he can safely sit in the position of the head of the family? Now, several sons of the Jiang family are secretly dissatisfied, and their small actions in private are becoming more and more frequent, and if this continues, the status of the eldest prince may not be guaranteed.

"The position of the head of the family, the brothers who like to sit are the ones who sit, why hurt their own harmony. You should still be tolerant and generous........ How many times have I told you, don't speculate on what others think, just be yourself. Jiang Wen pondered for a moment and continued: "The fourth brother is very reckless, saying such a rebellious thing in front of so many people, if it is just to kill a captain, it is easy to do, spend some silver to take care of it, but it's a pity........ This matter is a bit tricky, Old Fan, you see, who should I ask for help with the fourth brother's affairs?"

Seeing that there was nothing he could do with his son-in-law, Fan Lao sighed deeply, the folds on his face were squeezed into a ball, and he slowly replied: "Where is the cause, where is the effect, I think I can only go to Commander Ji to intercede." ”

"Our Jiang family has always had a dislike for the city defense army, how could he, Ji Wuchang, easily let go of the opportunity to see our jokes? Besides, when the fourth brother said those rebellious words on the street, many people heard them, and when the time came, how could they explain it?"

"Commander Ji is there, and he needs Gongzi to go out in person and persuade him before the head of the family goes home. As for those gossips, externally, we can claim that the fourth young master is crazy, even if the words reach the emperor's ears, it doesn't matter. ”

Jiang Wen nodded in agreement.

Fan Lao can provide him with very accurate plans many times, and he is a rare helper. It's just that it's too impulsive to do things, and it's too utilitarian for others. Otherwise, with his wisdom, he will be able to accomplish great things.

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Department of Justice Prison

It was overcast, and the entire prison was in extreme darkness, and it was difficult to see people from five meters away.

Jiang Ming squinted at the prison next to him, and there was a drooping old man lying in the haystack, with a sneer on his face, and his cold eyes looked directly at Jiang Ming, with a faint mockery.

He had shiny white hair, so Jiang Ming could see him at a glance.

"Old man, what do you mean? To be clear, it seems that you are very familiar with our Jiang family. ”

The old man sneered twice, and slowly crawled towards Jiang Ming's prison.

When he got closer, Jiang Ming saw that this person had no legs, and he was not very old, only about forty-five years old, because of his white hair and thin body, Jiang Ming mistakenly thought that he was an old man who was about to die.

The old man's eyes stared at Jiang Ming like poisonous snakes, as if he wanted to see him real.

"Hey, that kid really has a hand....... "After looking at it for a moment, he smiled smiling, his expression quite desolate.