Although it was only in a police station and not a real prison, it was still uncomfortable.
All the food Zhang Yan brought over was confiscated by Yan Ze and did not fall into the hands of these children.
All they can eat is the meager food in the police station.
For Zhu Cixiang, who is accustomed to eating fine food and appreciating fine food, it is really hard to swallow.
He originally thought that Zuo Xuanyan and others would be about the same as him, but when he turned around, he saw that these peers were all gobbling up the food quickly. Instead, they looked at him strangely, wondering why he didn't eat?
"Brother Zhu, aren't you hungry?"
Zhu Cihong was embarrassed and could only nod casually.
"Still hungry."
"Then why don't you eat? Eat when you're hungry."
Zuo Xuanyan's confused look made Zhu Cixiang even more embarrassed.
He had no choice but to calm down, take a deep breath, hold the steamed bun in his hands and swallow it hard.
At night, it becomes even more uncomfortable.
There is only a wooden floor inside the fence and no beds at all. If you want to sleep, you can only lie on the hard ground.
Seeing the others sleeping soundly, Zhu Cixiang turned over several times and was struck with pain.
At this moment, a small hand stretched out from beside him and gently pulled at the hem of his clothes.
Zhu Cixiang looked around in confusion, and it turned out to be Zuo Xuanyan waving to him.
Zuo Xuanyan pointed to the position beside her, and then pointed to the king's back.
Only then did Zhu Cihong see that Zheng Chenggong, Dahu, and Shi Lang were all resting on Xiao Wang's back.
The tiger's fur is very soft, comfortable and warm. It is extremely comfortable to use as a pillow.
Zhu Cixiang was a little embarrassed, but he finally moved over. Next to Zuo Xuanyan, he leaned lightly on the king's back.
Sleeping with a tiger on your pillow is an unimaginable sight.
He was still a young man after all, and his mood quickly improved due to the novelty. He forgot that he was in prison, and fell asleep after a while.
I originally thought that getting into a fight and being arrested and jailed would be the final punishment.
But it wasn't until the next day that Zhu Cixi realized that there were many aspects of punishment.
The group of children were led to the street, and each was given a broom. They had only one task, which was to clean Quancheng Street.
"If you have done something wrong, you must not only repent seriously, but also work hard to make amends. If you don't sweep this street today, there will be no food."
Looking at the endless long street, Zhu Cixi felt a little helpless. But the others had already picked up tools and divided into groups to start working as usual.
Although they are all a group of children, they work in a well-mannered manner and seem to be very skilled.
"Why are you all so good at cleaning?"
"Nothing but familiarity with your hands."
Zheng Chenggong answered casually while sweeping the leaves together.
What's the answer?
Zhu Cixiang was a little confused.
It was Dahu who solved his doubts.
"This is the tenth time we have been arrested and taken to the police station."
Zhu Cixiang's head was full of black marks, and he had no idea that these friends were all habitual offenders.
"What's so strange? Under the emperor's feet, the brothers are naturally different. Some of them are unconvinced, so they can only win or lose with fists and feet. They are these black men with noses sharper than dogs. Every time they come here
They are as fast as lightning, making it impossible for us to escape."
Shi Lang's indignant voice told the truth.
Zhu Cixi couldn't help but purse his lips as he listened.
This life is far more interesting than the original palace.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
These teenagers were dragged out to do various jobs during the day, and they were exhausted. They spent the night in jail, but they lived a very fulfilling life.
Three days later, everyone went back to their respective homes to find their respective mothers.
Liu Zongze comforted several brothers and walked to the door of his house alone, then he felt a little frightened.
The signboard of Prince Lu's Mansion shines brightly in the sun, and every word is like a knife or axe, with a sharp edge. It is also very similar to his father's kung fu, and it will fall on him soon.
The butler was already waiting at the door.
"Master, hurry up and go over there, the prince is already waiting."
Liu Zongze had no choice but to reach the door of my study one step at a time.
Liu Yiyuan seemed to be working on some document and didn't even look up at him.
Among the younger generation of the empire's top officials, only Liu Yiyuan was the first to get married due to family ties, so Liu Zongze had almost graduated from middle school.
"Fighting again?"
Liu Zongze was scared to death, but he didn't dare to hide it.
"Yes...yes."
"Did you win or lose?"
Liu Zongze opened his eyes wide, not expecting that I would ask this at all.
"I didn't win."
"Um?"
"I didn't lose, I just suffered a small loss."
Snap!
Liu Yiyuan threw away the pen in his hand angrily and finally started to roar.
"Thanks to you, you are still my fault. You are still ten years older. Why can't you beat his second daughter? It's a disgrace to your father."
Although he was bathed in saliva, Liu Zongze's head was still full of mud.
"Father, be careful, that is His Majesty the Emperor."
Liu Yiyuan didn't care.
"In the court, he is the emperor. In martial arts, he is my opponent. When did I lose to him in Linqing City? You have embarrassed me. Go and practice kung fu for three hours. You can't practice it.
Done, if you don’t practice well, I’ll break your legs.”
Liu Zongze felt relieved and ran away quickly.
At the same time, Zuo Xuanyan quietly walked back and forth in the palace as if lurking, and finally arrived in front of Zuo Mengeng.
"Hey, dad, I'm back."
Looking at his playful daughter, Zuo Mengeng smiled.
"Did you win or lose?"
Zuo Xuanyan quickly acted cute.
"Dad, don't you blame me for fighting?"
Zuo Mengeng waved his hand casually.
"You made a mistake in the fight, and the police have already caught you and punished you. That's the end of it. But as my daughter, if you lose the fight, I can't spare you."
Upon hearing this, Zuo Xuanyan immediately regained her strength and raised two fists.
"Dad, don't worry, it doesn't matter what else it is. When it comes to fighting, besides Er Niang, who is my opponent?"
"Good! Very energetic!"
Listening to Zuo Mengeng's praise, Zuo Xuanyan lost all her worries and resumed her laughter.
But unfortunately, she was happy too early.
The next day, all the students were gathered together in the school playground.
Wang Dingkun, the principal of Daming Lake Middle School, stood on the podium angrily.
"You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!"
Thousands of students were overwhelmed by this evaluation and felt very ashamed.
"What's wrong? You have the nerve to fight, but you don't have the nerve to see others? Aren't you full of energy and have nowhere to vent? Well, the school will give you a chance today."
Wang Dingkun stepped aside and invited a soldier to come on stage.
It's okay if this soldier doesn't smile. When he smiles, he looks like Cheng Kui'an.
"Summer vacation is here. Although the weather is hot, extracurricular activities cannot be delayed. I discussed with your principal and found that it is a good time to conduct outdoor training. Now go back to pack your bags and report back in three hours. Congratulations, pick up
In the coming days, I will train you to become the most powerful warriors."
Upon hearing this, the students all wailed and their eyes were filled with black clouds.