Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan came to the gate of Qianqing Palace with the customs clearance document. Unfortunately, he met Wang Tiqian...
Wang Tigan twisted his butt and walked up to Ma Xiaoquan, saying angrily: "Oh, isn't this the dandy fourth young master from the Ma family? Why, you're a commoner, how did you get in?"
Ma Xiaoquan frowned, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Zhan came out of nowhere.
"Hmm? The fourth boy of the Ma family, how did you get in?" Lu Zhan asked aggressively.
Ma Xiaoquan took out the ultimatum from his pocket and shook it twice in front of Lu Zhan and Wang Tiqian: "Did you see it? This is the customs clearance document written by the emperor. Do you understand how I got in?"
"How can you, a commoner like you, have a written ultimatum written by the emperor? Come here, capture this unruly citizen for me!"
Lu Zhan gave an order, and some nefarious guys immediately rushed forward and restrained Ma Xiaoquan in twos and twos.
Ma Xiaoquan wanted to resist, but he knew that the fourth young master of the Ma family did not know martial arts, and the role he was playing now was that of the fourth young master of the Ma family.
Lu Zhan and Wang Tiqian couldn't help but feel happy when they saw Ma Xiaoquan didn't resist at all. They looked at each other and instantly reached a certain tacit understanding.
Lu Zhan ordered: "Put this unruly man in jail!"
"yes!"
When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he became anxious: "Old man Lu, I came here with a customs clearance document, but you actually avenged your private revenge?"
Lu Zhan snorted coldly: "Okay, you are a cunning person. Even if the customs clearance document is true, you stole it. It's fine if I don't confiscate it. What are you still doing? Suppress it for me." In jail."
Lu Zhan is the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and he is in the third rank. He can naturally command the guards in the palace.
Seeing the guards holding Ma Xiaoquan, Lu Zhan glared at Wang Tiqian and whispered: "My lord, are you satisfied this time?"
Wang Tiqian chuckled: "Master Lu, just teach me a lesson, just don't kill me."
Lu Zhan laughed and waved his hands to the guards. Without saying a word, the guards covered Ma Xiaoquan's mouth and took Ma Xiaoquan down.
...
In fact, with Ma Xiaoquan's skills, it was easy to break away from these guards, but...if he broke away blatantly, it would be tantamount to defying the imperial court. Ma Xiaoquan knew that Lu Zhan was the Minister of Punishment, and in front of Lu Zhan, he was just He was a commoner, and Lu Zhan was a senior official of the third rank. To put it bluntly, Lu Zhan was equivalent to the current deputy provincial official.
Several guards carried him all the way to the prison. Before Ma Xiaoquan could open his mouth, several guards kicked him in.
With a "bang" sound, the cell door was locked tightly.
Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand and shook the cell door and found that the cell door was very strong. Then he looked up at the dark cage. Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and said: "I thought that I, Ma Xiaoquan, traveled all over the world, and today I ended up in the Ming Dynasty's sky prison. It's really ironic. Fucking irony"
"Sarcasm? Hehe? There are so many things that are sarcastic."
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan frowned and looked in the direction of the voice that had just answered him. He saw a man with disheveled hair squatting in a cage opposite him.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I? I also want to know who I am? But I fucking forgot who I am."
"You're crazy!" Ma Xiaoquan cursed angrily.
"Psycho? Why does this word sound so familiar to me? By the way, you just talked about time travel...who are you, and who are you?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment. He had indeed said the word "time travel" just now, and...the word neurosis did not appear in the Ming Dynasty. The disheveled man opposite knew about neurosis and time travel. Could it be that...
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"Are you Zhao Yuntai?" Ma Xiaoquan asked tentatively.
"Zhao Yuntai?" The man twisted his neck and suddenly hit the cage with all his strength.
Ma Xiaoquan was startled by this man's actions, but looking at this man's mania, Ma Xiaoquan was sure that he must know Zhao Yuntai.
...
After a long time... the man regained his composure. He collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.
Ma Xiaoquan sneered: "Have you had enough trouble? This is a prison, no one will pay attention to you."
"Hmph!" The man stood up and asked Ma Xiaoquan, "If I guess correctly, you are the same as Zhao Yuntai, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly: "If I were like Zhao Yuntai, do you think this prison would trap me?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed.
"That's true, but how do you know Zhao Yuntai?"
If Ma Xiaoquan wants to trick you, he has to combine falsehood with reality, hum.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "My name is Ma Xiaoquan, and I am the fourth young master of the Ma family in the capital... The reason why I know Zhao Yuntai is because there is a similar record in the genealogy of my Ma family...
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"Ma Xiaoquan? Genealogy? No, how come there is such a record in your family's genealogy?"
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged his shoulders: "If I knew, would I still ask you tentatively?"
At this moment, the outer door of the prison suddenly opened, and several sturdy guards walked in from the outside.
The guards looked around and saw Ma Xiaoquan, then looked at each other and walked to Ma Xiaoquan's cage.
"Are you Ma Xiaoquan?"
Ma Xiaoquan said nothing.
"The Fourth Young Master of the Ma family...a well-known dandy in Beijing. Speaking of which, you invited me to drink, but...you won't remember me. Hey, the Fourth Young Master, I'm sorry.
Yes, we are also acting under orders, brothers, take action."
As soon as he finished speaking, several big men pulled out the round sticks they had prepared in advance, passed through the cage, and started beating Ma Xiaoquan one after another.
The round stick is wrapped in leather, which ensures that the stick will not scratch the skin when poked, and also ensures that it does not make too much noise.
The space in the cage was small, and faced with all-round attacks from several people, Ma Xiaoquan could not avoid being stabbed painfully.
From beginning to end, Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and said nothing. Of course, Ma Xiaoquan was not stupid. He kept twisting his body up and down, cleverly protecting his eyes, waist, crotch and other vital parts with his hands and legs.
, but...this painful stab really hurt Ma Xiaoquan.
With a "wow" sound, Ma Xiaoquan felt a sweetness in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, the guards happened to stop.
"Okay, that's it for today. Let's withdraw and return to your life."
"Um"
The round stick slowly exited the small cage, but it still left fresh traces of blood.