Outside the cell of Dali Temple, guards stood in awe.

In the darkness, the sudden appearance of a black-clothed swordsman made all the guards feel energetic and lit up their weapons.

But when the swordsman in black shows out the "token..."

All the guards were stunned and quickly dodged respectfully.

Nothing else, just because this token was given by the Emperor...

As for this black-clothed swordsman, who else can besides the general Wang Yue, who was personally conferred by Emperor Liu Hong?

"I am here today and you are not allowed to leak it, otherwise, be careful of your heads!"

"Here!"

The word "小" fell in unison, and a prisoner led Wang Yue into prison and walked through the gloomy corridor. Finally, Wang Yue came to Liu Bei and Xun Yu's prison.

The prison guard opened the door, and under the sudden light, the swordsman in black adapted to the light and saw the bruises of Liu Bei and Xun Yu in the cell...

Both of them were curled up in a corner of the cell with shackles and fell asleep in a difficult situation.

This look is like two people who have been through the weather and suffering, returning to the group to keep warm... and struggling to resist the injustice of the world.

The swordsman in black couldn't help but take a breath. Who would have thought that the Inner Dynasty officials who were still glorious a day ago would be tortured to this look in one day.

It seems that I noticed the visitor...

Liu Bei opened his eyes slightly, which was different from Xun Yu who persisted until now by relying on his faith. Liu Bei relied on his tenacity in his bones, and that "indomitable" made him persist until now.

"You interrogate us a hundred times. Wenruo and I still said the same thing. Yulin Liulang cannot participate in Taipingdao's rebellion!"

Liu Bei did not look up, but just murmured like this.

The swordsman in black exhaled again and sighed: "Two, you have suffered."

This sentence blurts out...

Xun Yu also woke up, and he raised his eyes with Liu Bei... but saw a strange figure.

"Good...who is your lord?"

"It was Liu Yu who asked me to come..." Wang Yue approached the two of them.

"Brother Liu?"

"Third brother?"

Xun Yu and Liu Bei chanted at the same time.

Wang Yue had a serious expression, "He has never given up on you. If you bear it, this matter will eventually turn."

"Turn?" Xun Yu repeated it, and he shook his head and said, "The trial of this case is Yuan Taifu, and he will be the trial. Where will there be any turning point?"

"You can't think like this!" Wang Yue advised: "Although the world is not divided by black and white, God's eyes are not blind. The black ones are black, and the white ones are white. The real ones cannot be fake, and the fake ones cannot be messed with the real ones!"

Speaking of this, Xun Yu wanted to open his mouth, but Wang Yue said seriously: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. At least you should believe your 'virtuous brother'. I can't stay here for a long time. The two young men quickly took off their blood clothes!

Bloody clothes?

After this reminder, what did the two of them think of at the same time.

I immediately took off my coat, but... the blood-stained clothes would always tear open the wounds, which made the two of them tremble in pain. But they gritted their teeth in tacit understanding. After all the clothes were taken off, their bodies were bloody and bloody, and their eyes were even more painful, and they burst into tears.

After Wang Yue took two bloody clothes, he took out two new middle clothes from the package and asked them to change into...

However, Liu Bei and Xun Yu just covered their bodies with the middle clothes and did not wear them. It hurts... It hurts to take off their clothes, and it hurts to wear them!

"Goodbye!"

Wang Yue admired and bowed to the two of them very much...

Liu Bei opened his mouth in a difficult situation in the severe pain, "Dare to ask the hero..."

Wang Yue turned around, he and Liu Bei exchanged their eyes and replied indifferently.

"Don't ask anything, I know nothing, but you have people worth trusting!"

…

…

In the western suburbs of Luoyang, a farmhouse courtyard not far from Yulin Temple.

Guan Yu and Xu Huang were guarding outside the gate of the courtyard.

Zhang Yulan stared at the man in the hat in front of her incredible eyes.

"Your Excellency is now in his identity and wants to see my husband? How could I know whether you are a friend or an enemy?"

After a brief surprise.

Zhang Yulan calmed down and looked at the man in front of him with great caution.

"If you want to harm your husband? I don't need to come here? I will directly sue the official and let the government catch you, the Saint of Heavenly Master,? Wouldn't it be even better to force Liu Lang in Yulin to submit? Why... take such a lot of effort?"

Hearing...

Zhang Yulan gritted her teeth slightly.

"It's not because of your peace. Now, I don't know the whereabouts of my husband. If he makes a mistake, then...then..."

Even though I didn't say it straight...

But Zhang Yulan clenched her fists, and she understood her meaning very well. She was willing to fight to the death!

"You are the saint of Tianshidao and the wife of Yulin Liulang. You must have a way to contact him, either... Since you can't meet him, please ask the saint to hand over the letter to him!"

As he spoke, the man in the hat put a thin silk on the table...

The thin silk is very thin, as if there are not too many handwritings on it.

Zhang Yulan wanted to ask in detail, but the man had turned around and walked out of the door...

"You are not afraid, I will report to the official... You are a criminal offender in the imperial court!"

"You can't!" The man in the hat paused, "If he could report to the official, you would have reported it long ago... Now, who would believe in the Taoist Taoist Tianshi and Taiping Taoist Taoist?"

this…

Zhang Yulan bit her lips with her teeth.

He watched the man in the hat gradually drift away, but he did not give him any orders to capture him.

call…

The faint breath exclaims...

Zhang Yulan mentioned the thin silk.

She slowly unfolded, and there was a sentence above...

But just like this, she was stunned.

…

…

Among the Luoyang official office, a rare guest came today, the Grand Secretary’s farmer - Cao Song!

Speaking of which, this great farmer who is in charge of the world's agriculture, taxes and treasury money and grain, in the eyes of any great Han official, is the existence of the God of Wealth.

Therefore... Sima Fang did not dare to neglect, so he came to greet him in person and took him to appreciate the calligraphy and paintings and calligraphy he collected...

"Among the old seniors, the one I admire most is Sima Gong!" Cao Song sighed: "Sima Gong once served as the prefect of two thousand stones, but he always sticks to a pure land in his heart and never gives up Wen Mo. This is what Cao is very ashamed and ashamed."

Sima Fang smiled: "Cao Dasi Nong and his father have been doctoral students from the Imperial Academy of Classics. It seems that in the past...Cao Dasi Nong was still his father's disciple? His father always said that among all the Imperial students, no one can compare with Cao Dasi Nong!"

Cao Song shook his head... "I am ashamed of my teacher. I was still practicing calligraphy at that time. All I learned was to the Imperial Academy. All I had to do was to struggle in the ups and downs of the officialdom. My original intention... was no longer there."

Cao Song's words made Sima Fang realize immediately...

His coming this time has a different meaning!

"The Grand Minister Nong has something to say. This time, Yulin Liulang colluded with Taipingdao's rebellion, I'm afraid the position where the Lang is located is a bit subtle, right?"

Cao Song smiled lightly: "Meng De, I have been unable to control him since I was a child. But this time... it is rare, I agree with his ideas."

"The same idea?" Sima Fang asked back... "The son-in-law came yesterday. I happened to be away. He paid homage to his father. His father was more profound than I thought. Cao Dasiong, it was not that I didn't want to help, but that I miscalculated the right to trial the case. Now I can't get it back!"

"Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. I will not do anything to force others to do. My brother will only ask you, if Your Majesty asks you to come and try this case again? Will you still let it go?"

this…

Cao Song's words made Sima Fang hesitate.

Finally, he smiled, "It's too late to say this now..."

Didn't you ever think...

Just then.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

A shocking drum sound suddenly sounded outside the Luoyang official office...
To be continued...