"I'm talking about it!"

"Let me tell..."

Tang Wudi and Li Huaiyun spoke almost at the same time. The two middle-aged uncles had obvious anxious faces. Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and he felt a little gloating.

He just asked about the fat monk's charges, and the two uncles were impatient. They probably weren't much better for the fat monk's charges, so they both wanted to expose them.

The reaction of the fat monk next to him also confirmed Tang Zheng's guess. Tang Zheng saw a pile of meat mountains rumbling in front of him. The fat monk actually took off and jumped directly, and knocked Tang Wudi and Li Huaiyun away with a loud bang.

Then, the monk turned his head and looked at the door of the cell, shouting loudly: "Wang Chao, you can't die while waiting, take Xiaowu out..."

"Isai Gong?"

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and the prison guard Wang Chao was also confused.

The fat monk was obviously furious and said hurriedly: "Xiao Wu said just now that he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to express his respect. He quickly took him over and did not let me urge him again."

Tang Zheng understood that he wanted to send him off and negotiate with others. The excuse was that he said he wanted to shit not long ago, and that shit was another excuse that Tang Zheng wanted to break into the cell.

The prison guard Dynasty was unable to react for a while, but Tang Zheng had already seen that he was afraid of the fat monk and he didn't even want to touch the key of the cell hanging around his waist.

The dynasty should respect the middle-aged Li Huaiyun.

The dynasty should be in awe of the mighty man and Tang Dynasty.

The only thing he was special to the fat monk with a kind face was that the Dynasty was very scared.

No, it's not just fear.

It is clearly fear, subconsciously obey, and subconsciously stay away from it.

Tang Zheng secretly observed and secretly remembered it in his heart. A prison guard was afraid of a death row prisoner, and there were some things that were unexplained.

...

Unfortunately, Tang Zheng didn't have time to implement his speculation, and he was captured by the dynasty without any resistance.

It was not until this time that Tang Zheng finally believed that the other dynasty was really not bragging. This strange death jailer really had the ability to beat three.

He picked up his neck collar casually, as simple as carrying a little chicken, and his hands were like legendary vise, and his hands were no less powerful than Tang Wudi.

There was no drowning barrel in the cell of ancient prisons. If you want to make it convenient, you must let the prison guards take them out of the prison door. Wang Chao carried Tang Zheng's collar and headed straight to one side of the passage, and soon the figures of the two disappeared into the passage.

When the two of them left, the three people in the death row suddenly changed color and became solemn.

The fat monk did not negotiate with others as Tang Zheng expected.

Li Huaiyun became extraordinary in a blink of an eye, and in every move, there was a sense of nobility that had been in the upper hand for a long time.

The biggest change was Tang Wudi. This magnificent man was full of fighting spirit, giving people a murderous fear, as if he was a sweeping general. With a wave of the flag in his hand, thousands of people fell to the ground. The innate powerful aura could not be imitated by a death row prisoner.

"How is it? Do you see?"

Tang Wudi suddenly took a step forward, and the entire cell ground trembled. His tiger eyes flashed brightly, staring at Li Huaiyun without turning.

Li Huaiyun looked at him, then slowly raised his head with his hands behind his back. The middle-aged man with noble expression was uncertain and frowned slightly, "It seems very similar, but it doesn't look like it. I am a little unsure. This doll is a little different from what I expected..."

Tang Wudi was furious and said angrily: "Why are you an uncle? I can't recognize your nephew? What else can you do besides coveting the little master? Fortunately, she admires you so much back then. Fortunately, she never married you, and it was also a pain to marry you."

Li Huaiyun shook his body and said with a wry smile: "After all, after fifteen years, I really don't dare to admit it. This matter is too much to make arbitrary judgments."

The fat monk next to him looked at the passage outside the door and pondered, "The Dark Moon Dragon Guard of His Majesty suddenly took action, and our Qianlong Iron Guard was caught off guard. Both sides fought from the imperial capital all the way to this place. Although we won in the end, the child was dropped. The little master was sad and angry and became a monk. We were speechless and threw ourselves into the death row. Except for the old Confucian scholar who stayed outside and kept inquiring, which of us has made efforts? Speaking of which of us is really sorry, each of us owes the little master a few lives..."

"Shh, stop talking, that child is here, try again!"

The three of them suddenly turned their faces, and they instantly became the strange posture they had before. The fat monk thrust his throat and shouted, and Li Huaiyun and Tang Wudi quarreled endlessly.

...

In ancient times, the prison was belonged to the county yard, and the prison was at the rear and the county yard was in front, but the group of arrested yamen runners left the prison door, and then rushed over to the account room.

This is a reward for money, catching a death row prisoner is a great achievement.

The leader of Constable Sun did not go to the account room. He took advantage of the inattention of everyone's attention and quietly broke into the back hall of the county yamen, and then came to the back hall carefully.

He glanced at each other twice, then lowered his voice gently, and whispered: "Sir, Sun Ding is asking for a visit!"

The doorman creaked and opened a gap. A middle-aged man's voice came out through the crack of the door, and he said nervously: "Has the person been found? Have you been sent to death row prisoners?"

Sun Ding looked around and lowered his voice again, "Don't worry, sir, the matter is done. I personally proved my true self and sent the child to the death row..."

"That's good, that's good!" The person in the room breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a deep voice: "Be careful to keep a close eye, remember not to leak the news. I have found that the people on the other side have also jumped up and down recently, so don't find a chance for these people."

Sun Ding pulled out the big knife and said angrily: "Sir, let's go against it. Now the court is in corruption. The foolish tyrant presses forward step by step. The little master was so kind to him back then, but he was ruthless. Sir, let's go against it. Kill back to the imperial capital, kill that beast, and then support the little master to ascend the throne to the throne and establish the country, and let the little master be the first female emperor in thousands of years..."

"Bastard, mess around!" The person in the room shouted, and the whole door suddenly opened.

The one who came out was a middle-aged man wearing an official uniform. The ornament in the official uniform was the palm of a county in this county. He quickly walked to Sun Ding, raised his hand and slapped him again, and said coldly: "Have you forgotten what the little master said, the Han compatriots are not allowed to fight each other. Even if they feel depressed, we should give up."

"But sir..."

Sun Ding gritted his teeth and said angrily: "That tyrant, he pressed forward step by step. We retreated again and again, but we really had no choice but to retreat."
Chapter completed!