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Chapter 151: Life is better than death (monthly ticket)

Chen Kaizhi smiled slightly, as if he was indifferent even in front of a "sad" father.

He said coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm worthy of what I did. I'll get the melons and get the melons and beans. All of this is something that I'll blame myself for."

It's your own fault!

Like a bolt from the blue, Zhang Cheng's body trembled. He was furious and said with a grim smile: "Is that right? You... what are you? You...Who do you think you are? Ruyu...Ruyu is my son, ha...he...Chen Kaizhi, I won't let you have a good time, we will have a date later."

He looked at Chen Kaizhi, and although he was smiling, the resentment in his eyes was obvious enough, and the gaze was filled with a huge amount of hatred.

Chen Kaizhi said without changing his face: "Everyone is the only one who can do it!"

Outside this courtyard, several servants were waiting for Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng walked out quickly and kicked the wooden door fiercely. A servant hurriedly said, "Master, be careful of your feet."

Zhang Cheng smiled coldly and slapped the servant directly on the face. The servant was knocked over and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Don't calm down."

"It's all a bag of wine!" Zhang Cheng said this and couldn't help but look back at the courtyard. At this time, Chen Kaizhi had already closed the door.

He then took a deep breath and said, "Go!"

Chen Kaizhi did not have much fear of Zhang Cheng's visit and his hatred before leaving.

The Zhang family in the past was a giant existence to the little Chen Kaizhi, but now, although they should not be underestimated, they can no longer easily crush him as before.

But... Zhang Cheng is a villain, and he said that it is difficult to prevent hidden arrows, but he still needs to be careful about this person.

Chen Kaizhi did not continue to worry about this matter and continued to read the book. The Wenchangtu was placed on the desk again. He seemed to be addicted, and felt that he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the secret of the Wenchangtu, like a child holding the treasure key in his hand. This huge treasure was right in front of him, but now he needed to open the last lock.

It was not until late at night that the cold wind outside the window was yelling, and Chen Kaizhi felt tired. He opened the window and a cool breeze came over the noodles. Snow seeds were squeezing on the surface, and Chen Kaizhi didn't feel cold.

Looking at the white area outside the window, the pages in the room were rolled up by the wind. The rustling sound made Chen Kaizhi suddenly remember the thoughts hidden deep in his heart.

Wuji...It's okay.

Where did he go after this farewell?

This worrying guy!

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Mingjingsi has the meaning of Mingjing hanging high, and is known as the emperor's personal army. It has set up the North and South Defense Department and the fearful Shenji Camp. Mingjingsi's spies are almost everywhere in the entire Dachen, and Shenji Camp has even captured countless experts, killing people invisibly and coming and going without a trace.

For any criminal, this place is like a nightmare. The only thought of the person who came into the Mingjing Sitian Prison was definitely not to survive. Their extravagant hope was just to be able to die quickly.

It’s a pity... Sometimes, it’s not that easy to die.

Dachen has two places for famous doctors in the world, one is the imperial doctor in Luoyang Palace, and the other is in the Mingjing Department. The only responsibility of these famous doctors is to make people die a bad death.

Because of this, there are the best doctors in the world, the best assassins in the world, and there are countless rumors that all kinds of experts who come and go like the wind.

Mingjingsi... is Mingjingsi in the palace. Whoever is the master of the world belongs to whom Mingjingsi belongs.

Now... under this faint moon, a carriage has been parked here, and then a woman wearing a cloak and a hoodie goes down slowly.

There are many people here, but these people seem to have no sound. There is no trace of blood on their faces and their eyes are not shiny, as if the dark night is integrated with them, without distinction between them.

Before the woman could reach the ground, a eunuch immediately stepped forward. This eunuch was Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing helped the woman into the prison, passed through the long dungeon corridor, and wherever he passed, all the Mingjingsi lieutenants on both sides bowed silently.

The corridor is very long, and both walls are filled with oil lamps. Although it has added light, it still cannot drive away the storm here.

In the long corridor, there were only the fine steps of women and Zhang Jing.

The woman showed her eyes, and these eyes were solemn and solemn. Finally, she turned around a dungeon and the woman stopped.

Zhang Jing hunched over and said, "Empress, it's here."

"All ready." The woman with exquisite makeup was the Queen Mother. At this time, the Queen Mother's voice was very soft.

Zhang Jing replied respectfully: "Everything is ready."

The empress dowager nodded and walked in. In this prison, the once famous Three-Eyed King was now covered in bruises and covered in blood, as if every pore was oozing out of blood.

His limbs were tied with iron ropes and hung on the wall. The one facing him was a brocade pier.

The Empress Dowager and Zhang Jing came in, and then the Empress Dowager sat on the Jindun before looking up at the three-eyed King Jiang Chenjing who was "hanged" on the wall, but she was speechless.

However, Zhang Jing carefully handed over a document, and the empress dowager then handed over his head and looked at the document carefully.

This was the confession that Jiang Chenjing convicted. The empress dowager saw it very carefully, and Zhang Jing also moved a candlestick in thoughtfully to prevent the empress dowager from hurting her eyes.

After watching for a long time, the queen mother raised her eyes, sighed, and said, "Jiang Chenjing? You are a scholar, how can you be a thief?"

Jiang Chenjing's face was covered in blood, with only a pair of eyes, and he could see the black and white. He seemed to have a little reaction and suddenly cried and said, "Give me a happy life, please, please, my name is Jiang Chenjing, I deserve to die, I am worse than a pig or a dog, I have committed countless sins, I..."

"Stop!" Zhang Jing shouted loudly and interrupted him: "Answer honestly."

Jiang Chenjing's pupils began to spread. As soon as she was scolded, her whole body trembled and suddenly stopped, even her breathing seemed to stop.

"You..." the Queen Mother stared at him and said, "How can you be a thief."

Jiang Chenjing then said carefully: "I think I have good knowledge, but I didn't win the provincial examination several times. I was so angry that I became a thief."

The Queen Mother had no expression on her face. Obviously, this was not the key question she wanted to ask. This question was just a throwing stone to ask for directions.

She sat upright, looking at the once arrogant thief with a smile, and then said, "Who has you taken?"

"Chen...Chen Wuji..."

Chen Wuji!
Chapter completed!
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