Suddenly, Liu Sanwu's expression changed a little.

He slowly broke free from his hands and looked at Zhang Xin calmly, "Yes, everyone has such thoughts, but no one said it. Only you, not only you, but also did. Only you, became the first bird.

.”

"I..." Zhang Xin stood there in a daze, silent.

Yes, everyone did this, but no one said that. Everyone thought so, but no one shouted. Everyone thought and did it, but no one jumped out like him.

"I'm so stupid!" Zhang Xin said blankly.

Immediately, he suddenly thought of something and laughed crazy with tears, "It's not that I'm stupid, but that my colleagues are happy to see it happening and push me to the front of the stage. They have already thought about it, and everyone will be happy if nothing happens.

It’s my first step to take responsibility! Hahahahaha! Mentor, I’m afraid you think so too!”

As he said that, his eyes were red, "I'm afraid you think so, right?"

Liu Sanwu sat down again, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "How could I think so? I am the chief examiner, and it is hard to blame for something!"

"You said it nicely!" Zhang Xin sneered, "You taught the emperor that you are the imperial teacher! If something happens, as long as your head is still there, you will return to the court sooner or later, right?"

"Why did you choose all the scholars of Jiangnan, but not the scholars of the Northern? You know in your heart that if you choose all the scholars of the Southern, then your name as the master of Jiangnan, isn't you?"

"You are the great scholar of the times. When all the students in Jiangnan meet you, they must call their mentors in a regular manner?"

Slap, the wine glass was placed on the table, making a slight sound.

"Zhang Xin, I'm here to practice it for you!" Liu Sanwu was not angry and whispered, "All scholars, are they decent?"

"I was almost cut in half, cut twice, and I still want me to be decent?" Zhang Xin shouted wildly, "It's not you who died, how can you calm me down?"

As he said that, he stood up and clenched his fists.

Suddenly, the prison guard walked to the door and sternly said, "Zhang Xin, do you want to suffer? I'll yell you to have a guy!"

One sentence directly shattered the anger in Zhang Xin's heart.

"You are right, be decent!" He sat down in a daze, "The dying person has no need to be insulted again!" As he said that, he picked up the wine and drank wildly.

Liu Sanwu looked at him and stood up, "I have been here in the past few days. Don't worry about the funeral after death!"

Zhang Xin was silent until the prison guard opened the shackles of the cell. He suddenly went crazy and rushed over and knelt at Liu Sanwu's feet.

"Teacher, the student doesn't want to die!" Zhang Xin cried.

"I can't save you!" Liu Sanwu sighed slightly.

"Yes, you can!" Zhang Xin shouted wildly, "You have taught the emperor that you are the imperial master? The emperor does not listen to others, but he must listen to you! Are you the imperial master?"

The highest honor of the imperial teacher, the scholar.

It is precisely because of Liu Sanwu that he taught the current emperor to study in Wenhua Hall. That is why he became the leader of Shilin in these years.

But is he really an imperial teacher?

"Imperial Master?" Liu Sanwu smiled bitterly, "Whether the Supreme Emperor or the Emperor, have you ever given me the title of Emperor Master?" As he said that, he shook his head and said, "I am just lucky and just happened to catch up with the opportunity to teach the Emperor!"

"In the emperor's heart, I am just a middleman who is used to unite Qingliu. I really think that the emperor treats me as a teacher, so he is wrong!"

"When the prince was there, there were a large number of civil officials around him. The emperor always said that those scholars taught the prince too hard. When the emperor was the national crown prince, could you see which grand sage, as proud as the prince was when he was there?"

"Imperial Master? Haha, just deceive yourself!" As he said that, Liu Sanwu shook his sleeves and left.

In the cell, only Zhang Xin was left standing still, standing still like a soulless body.

Liu Sanwu was used by the emperor to win over them, and these clear streams are the emperor's tools. Now that these tools are proud of themselves, the emperor will just change them to a batch of tools.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xin was completely disappointed. But he still felt sad and angry in his heart.

"Please please, sir!" The jailer led the way in front of Liu Sanwu.

The latter's feet barely stepped out of the prison passage, and suddenly heard a heart-wrenching shout from behind, "The way of heaven is unfair! The way of heaven is unfair!"

Liu Sanwu paused and said to the prison guard, "Don't worry, brother, you have to watch him these days, don't let him do anything inappropriate!"

"Don't worry, the villain knows that he always wants to go to the execution ground with all his head, right?" the prison guard said with a smile.

"Thank you!" Liu Sanwu bowed, and the prison guard did not dare to accept the courtesy.

The two walked out of the prison and slowly walked towards the cross-yard on the side of Dali Temple.

This cross-yard area looks a little gloomy during the day, but it is just because this public housing is a sign-in house for a fortune.

The executioners who went on a red mission were to kill people, and the executioners who beheaded and slashed their heads in the trunk in the trunk were usually staying here.

Don’t underestimate these executioners, these are all family-borne eating skills.

The executioners are not only hereditary, but also rich in wealth. Whether it is the ministers or the criminals who commit crimes, their families must clear them. Who doesn’t want their family members to die happily?

In broad daylight, there was a cold wind in the yard, which made people shudder.

"That's it!" the jailer said, shouting into the yard, "Zhuang Lao San!"

"Who called me?" A hoarse voice came from inside, followed by a tall and thin man with a slender face coming out of it.

A prison guard, Zhuang Lao San smiled and said, "Oh, Brother Monkey, what gust of wind blows you?"

Although he was laughing, his ridiculous look so cold and ferocious.

The prison guard Hou Er took a few steps forward and pulled Zhuang Laosan aside, "San brother, please help me. That is Mr. Liu from the Hanlin Academy. If you have any requests for you, please give Kuankuan!" As he said that, he lowered his mind again.

He said, "This is what our boss told me. If you don't do it carefully, I can't talk about it!"

Zhuang San thought about it, "Hanlin Academy? But for the sake of that matter to Zhang Hanlin?"

"Yes!" Hou Er nodded and smiled at Liu Sanwu, "Sir, let's talk!"

Liu Sanwu stepped forward and looked at Zhuang Laosan for a few seconds. Although the other party was thin, his skeleton was wide and his fingers were covered with thick calluses.

"Sir!" Zhuang Lao San saluted quickly.

"I dare not take it!" Liu Sanwu was very polite and bowed, "I have something to ask for!" As he said that, he took out a golden cake as big as a palm from his sleeve, "Zhang Xin, who is about to be cut in half, is my student. Please ask me.

You give him a high hand and let him suffer less!" As he said that, he stuffed the golden cake into the other party's hand, "Take tea!"

But the other party seemed to be hot and immediately stuffed him back.

Zhuang San knelt down and kowtowed, "What a villain's identity? You are always a Hanlin bachelor, Wenquxing in the sky, talking to the villain, all the ancestors have accumulated virtue. Give Mr. Zhang a pleasure, it's just a matter of raising his hand.

!”

As he said that, the tone suddenly changed, "But the villain..."

"Is there any difficulty?" Liu Sanwu said.

"In theory, villains must be rude. Hou Er and villains are like brothers, and villains have no reason to refuse!" Zhuang Laosan said, "But this morning, the master of Dali Temple found the villain himself,

Tell the villain, you can't... you can't..."

"I understand!" Liu Sanwu said sadly.

There are people in this matter, and they don’t want Zhang Xin to die happily.

"Is it the master of your Dali Temple?" Liu Sanwu said again.

"Yes, it's the master of Dali Temple!" Zhuang Laosan didn't hide it from him.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple is the inspector, the censor, Bao Zhao.
Chapter completed!