Perhaps because the environment they grew up in was too harsh and unstable, those southwest people are still very sensitive to changes in the outside world. The slightest change can make them suspicious and make them feel uneasy.

Starting from the fifth day after they were imprisoned in the dungeon, this uneasy feeling became more and more intense, because the attitude of the jailers and the changes in the three meals a day made them feel that there seemed to be something inside the Zhenguo Palace.

Something was different. The jailers they came into contact with seemed to be affected by something and became a little restless and uninterested in their own work.

This feeling was confirmed on the tenth day. Starting from the morning of this day, they smelled an unusual smell. For example, the breakfast was delivered later than the previous days. Although it was also late in the past few days, it was still there anyway.

It can be regarded as breakfast, but this time it was late enough to be combined with lunch. When it was delivered, it felt like it was already three o'clock in the day.

Not only that, the rice that was delivered was already cold, and the steamed buns were like hard stones. One bite would probably break your front teeth.

The attitude of the jailers who came to deliver the meals was not very good. They all looked bitter and resentful. Although they were like this a few days ago, their decline was not as obvious as today, as if someone owed them a hundred dollars.

Like hanging money.

The leader of the southwest merchants, who was called "Brother Yidun" by his brothers, looked at the breakfast in front of him which was worse than swill, and then looked at the jailer who went to deliver the meal to the cell opposite. His brows were twisted into knots. His intuition

Tell him that there is a serious situation in the Duke's Mansion.

He waved to the brother closest to him, whispered a few instructions to him, and then raised his chin at the jailer.

The brother nodded and moved to the bars of the cell, preparing to follow his boss's instructions and strike up a conversation with the jailer when he came over, trying to find something to say.

However, the people in the cell opposite took the lead and asked the question they wanted to ask.

"Sir, why are you so late today? Did something happen?"

"Is this something you should ask? Just eat your food honestly and stop worrying about whether you have it or not."

"Sir, this... this meal..."

"What's wrong with the food? Doesn't it taste good? Is it difficult to eat? You're already in prison, why are you still thinking about being picky? Can you have a little bit of what a prison should be like?"

"No, sir, this is different from the previous two days!"

"Why is it different? Just be lucky, you still have something to eat. In a few days, maybe no one will be able to think of giving you food!"

When those southwest people heard the jailer's words, their eyes all fell on their brother Yidun. They had a little expectation in their hearts. The situation in the Zhenguo Palace did not seem to be so good. Could it be understood that their letter was the reason?

It's done what it's supposed to do.

Before Brother Yi Dun could give his brothers a response, he saw the jailer coming towards them with an angry look on his face. He waved his hand towards the brother who wanted to talk to the jailer, since the other brother had already spoken for them.

Once you find out, they won't get into trouble.

The southwestern man got the order from his boss, and just as he was about to retreat, he found that the jailer had already arrived.

"What are you doing? If you don't eat well, why are you listening to the wall? If you are not honest, you will be hungry today!" The jailer said angrily to the people around him, "That is to say, our Duke and the general are kind-hearted, and they are still

Give them these offal meals, but if you follow me, I will starve them to death."

The southwestern man leaning against the cell opened his mouth to refute, but was stopped by another jailer next to the abusive jailer.

"What are you going to do? Are you really prepared to get beaten up if you gather here?" The jailer grabbed the person who just cursed, pulled him aside, and kept trying to comfort him, "It's almost enough, they are really starving to death, turn back."

It’s still our government that affects us, it’s the Duke and the general who are affected, right?”

"They deserve to die. If they are not of my race, they must have different minds. This is true at all. They are a scourge. If they were eliminated a day earlier, there wouldn't be so much trouble."

"Hey, please stop saying a few words. Be careful that walls have ears."

"Brother, this is a dungeon. Why are you afraid that the walls have ears? Are you still worried about being listened to by those bastards? They can't escape. There is no other way out except death."

"That's true."

"So brother, please just let me vent. I'm so choked up that I'm about to explode."

"Okay, you say it, you say it!"

"Seriously, brother, you should be very clear about what's going on in the house these days. Isn't it these southwestern bastards who are the culprits behind the current situation? If it hadn't been for their appearance, how could the Duke and the General be with the Marquis?

Breaking up? If it weren't for their letter, the house would still be peaceful, instead of being as lifeless as it is now. Everyone is trembling, not knowing what will happen in the future. Brother, these are all because of these Southwest gangs

You bastards, we really should tie them to the tower and chop them up one by one in front of everyone in Jiaping Pass, so that those bastards with ulterior motives behind the scenes can see that this is the fate that Xizuo deserves."

"Liao and Jin's craftsmen have long since dared not show up. Didn't they behead a large number of people a year ago and hang their heads on the city walls for more than a month? They are already scared. These little bugs in the southwest still dare to

I don’t know how our general will deal with them if they take the risk. I also find it strange that the general’s methods are so ruthless, yet there are still people who dare to come and die. Have they not heard the rumors about the general?”

"Then I don't know. I'm just worried that the Marquis will stop them from touching them."

"No way, the Marquis can't do such a thing. No matter what, he is our Jiapingguan City, our enemy of Daxia. The Marquis can't...right, I don't believe that the Marquis is that kind of person."

"I don't believe it either, but you and I both know what Mr. Hou is like." The cursing jailer sighed, looked in the direction of the cell where the Southwesters were held, turned his head again, and sighed again, "Let's

Everyone knows that Mr. Hou has an obsession in his heart. We don’t know what shocking things he will do for this obsession."

"That's true. If it hadn't been for the Marquis' obsession, he wouldn't have had such a quarrel with the Duke and the General."

"Noisy? Brother, the quarrel is all minor. They all took action, and the entire Nuan Pavilion was destroyed by them. If it hadn't been for the action of General Qin and Uncle Yan, whether the Duke's Mansion could have been saved is a matter of debate.

.This is not to prevent Mr. Hou from making trouble, so General Qin locked him up, but I don’t know whether he can be locked up or how many days he can be locked up."

"Okay, okay, this is not something we have to consider. The Duke and the General have the final say. Let's just do our own thing! Let's go and clean up those dishes and chopsticks. I guess they will eat them."

It’s almost done.”
Chapter completed!