Volume 1 The Sword of the Son of Heaven Chapter 15 Apprenticeship
In front of the prison door, Eunuch Nan patted the solid iron bars and smiled proudly.
"We meet again, haha! I wonder if Marquis Yun has ever heard of a word called tiger falling in Pingyang."
Yun Que said with a surprised look on his face: "After not seeing each other for a few days, Eunuch Nan finally realized that he is a dog."
"Who said our family is a dog? Our family is the official who delivers the decree!" Eunuch Nan's big face turned purple with anger.
"When a tiger falls in peace and is bullied by a dog, you said you are a dog, haha!" Zhou Yuanliang laughed loudly when he heard this.
"You bastard! You are looking for death!"
Just as Eunuch Nan was about to tell his men to teach him a lesson, he suddenly recognized Zhou Yuanliang, snorted in disgust and ignored him.
It was just a piece of meat on a hob. No one with dignity in the imperial city was willing to provoke Zhou Yuanliang.
It's not that I'm afraid of him, but that I'm disgusted and despised.
It's like facing a toad, just plain disgusting.
In terms of reputation, the first government office in the imperial city is comparable to Hanshuihou.
They all stunk to the extreme.
"Our family will never forget the reception given by Marquis Yun that day."
Nangong Gong said in a shrill voice, "Today I am asking Marquis Yun to have a big meal. This is called treating the other person in his own way! Come on, go to the toilet and pick up a basket of feces!"
The two men took the order and rushed towards the toilet.
As soon as they took two steps, the cell door next to them was suddenly opened. The two men bumped into the door, staring at stars, and fell to the ground unconscious.
Behind the cell door, Zhou Yuanliang walked out with steps as if he didn't recognize his relatives, holding a bunch of keys in his hand.
"Marquis Yun, do you want to come out to relax and stretch your body?"
Zhou Yuanliang had a mean smile on his lips and looked at Eunuch Nan up and down, making him feel scared.
"Okay, I'm just feeling bored." Yun Que said with a smile.
Before Eunuch Nan could speak, Zhou Yuanliang had already opened Yun Que's cell door.
"Escape from prison! Come quickly! Capture them!"
As soon as Eunuch Nan shouted, there was a loud wail in his ears.
After a while, all the guards he brought were beaten to the ground.
With Yun Que's skill, there was no need to use the flying sword. Zhou Yuanliang's skill was not weak despite his appearance of being drained by alcohol and sex.
Moreover, this guy has very faint spiritual energy fluctuations between his fists and feet, which shows that he obviously has some cultivation.
The jailer who heard the sound in the distance and came over saw Zhou Yuanliang and Yun Que, and immediately turned around and left, pretending not to see them.
Zhou Yuanliang can even get the key to the prison. He is a frequent visitor here and he doesn't want to offend anyone.
"Rebellion! You are going to rebel! When we go back and report to the Holy Emperor, we will punish you... ah!"
Eunuch Nan was kicked to the ground by Yun Que and hit the wall of the cell. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was speechless.
"He is a popular figure in front of the emperor, what are Marquis Yun going to do with him?" Zhou Yuanliang leaned on the cell door and said as if watching a play.
"Of course I'll treat him to a big meal again." Yun Que said with a smile: "Eunuch Nan has a special taste, and he likes to eat food with bad breath."
"Easy to handle! Leave it to me, haha." Zhou Yuanliang rolled up his sleeves and headed to the toilet.
"Eunuch Nan has a noble status, so he must eat something hot." Yun Que said and began to untie his belt.
Zhou Yuanliang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his thumb and unbuttoned his belt as well.
Not long after, Eunuch Nan's miserable wails came from the prison, but they soon became intermittent, as something blocked his throat.
At midnight, two figures came to the door of the prison.
Zhou Yuanliang took out the key with ease and opened the heavy door.
During this period, the guards nearby were leaning against the wall and lying on the table, snoring one after another and pretending to be asleep.
With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened.
Before leaving, Zhou Yuanliang chuckled and said:
"Nowadays, banknotes are so worthless. Five hundred taels will be gone once you wipe your butt."
Snort! Snort!
The guards on both sides slept more vigorously.
Anyway, he is the son of the chief minister, and he has money, so the blame from above can be entirely placed on the first Yameni.
Chao Yunque raised his eyebrows, and Zhou Yuanliang showed off his abilities.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he suddenly stopped.
Outside the gate, stood a figure wearing heavy armor. He was the general who captured Yun Que during the day.
Zhou Yuanliang grinned and moved the foot he took out again.
"Unlucky... How come I meet him on duty? Imperial City Guard Feng wants gold. During the foundation building period, I wish you good luck."
Zhou Yuanliang muttered in a low voice that he should go back to his cell honestly. The second half of the sentence was obviously a reminder to Yun Que not to be impulsive.
Yun Que frowned slightly.
It's not surprising that the royal family has monks working for them. How could there not be strong men guarding the heavenly prison and the earth?
However, after dawn it was time to sign up for the Sword Palace, and he could not stay in the prison.
Must go out today!
Just as he was about to break through, the heavily armored general on the opposite side rubbed his eyes strangely.
"What the hell is the weather! The wind is so strong that it's blinding me. There's no one here, so just follow me over there."
The heavily armored general walked away with his men.
Yun Que and Zhou Yuanliang were left looking at each other in confusion. They didn't know what kind of illness this Foundation Establishment general had, and the two living people didn't notice it.
When he walked to a deserted place, Feng Yaojin pinched the bulging banknotes in his arms and sighed:
"Hey, I don't want to bend the law for personal gain, but I can't help it. The Mu family has given us too much..."
After leaving the prison without any danger, Zhou Yuanliang regained his complacent appearance.
"I saw that Eunuch Nan didn't like it a long time ago. I'm so happy today haha!"
"Aren't you afraid of Eunuch Nan's revenge?"
"What are you afraid of? I will hide in the Sword Palace at dawn. No matter how angry the emperor is, he will not go to the Sword Palace to argue over a dead eunuch."
Yun Que glanced at the other party in surprise.
Zhou Yuanliang is actually still a disciple of the Sword Palace. No wonder he dares to trick Eunuch Nan with him. It turns out that he already had a way out.
"Why did Yanei end up in the prison?"
"It's a small thing for me, just touching my buttocks."
"Whose butt did you touch?"
"The princess's."
Zhou Yuanliang laughed sarcastically and sighed with great regret:
"Hey, I touched her out of confusion at that time. If I had known she was a princess, I would have had to make several mockups before I could say anything!"
Yun Que silently glanced at the guy next to him.
The title No. 1 Yanei is really not suitable for this person. He should be called No. 1 Bitch.
"I dare to ask Yanei, are you still mad at me?"
"My father is a Confucian. He can easily get angry if he cultivates his aura of awe-inspiring energy." Zhou Yuanliang said with a smile, "Oh, by the way, what did Marquis Yun use to wipe his butt just now? It seemed to be a yellow silk material, quite delicate."
"Imperial decree."
"Imperial decree...Imperial decree wipes your ass!"
Zhou Yuanliang solemnly raised his hands and clasped his fists, admiringly saying: "Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and I am willing to be inferior!".
Yun Que chuckled and waved his hand to indicate it was nothing.
While talking, the two of them came to a long and empty street.
"It's still early before dawn, how about we go have a midnight snack." Zhou Yuanliang suggested.
Yun Que happened to be hungry, so he happily went with him.
Not far away, a tall female figure appeared on the deserted street.
The woman's back was facing the two of them, with a strange heavy sword standing beside her.
"Are you Yun Que?"
The woman's voice was soft and contained a hint of majesty.
Yun Que instantly sensed the danger, especially the sword, which had an invisible sense of oppression.
"it's me."
As Yun Que spoke, he put his right hand against the storage bag and prepared to draw his sword to fight.
I thought it was a killer attacking at night, but unexpectedly, the tall woman suddenly turned around, with piercing eyes, and said something no one expected.