Zi Yan looked at the guards and asked in confusion. As soon as he finished speaking, one of the guards had already reported it.
"Reporting to the young master, when we were looking for someone, when we came to a darkroom, we saw a dark figure inside. We asked softly, but the dark figure inside did not answer, but he shook his head desperately.
Iron chains! He also tore off pieces of cloth from his body and wrote a piece of blood on it, and threw it to us. Fortunately, Brother Liu threw a long rope in and rolled it out for us to see, otherwise we wouldn't be able to see it."
The guard then took out a piece of cloth and handed it to Zi Yan, and then said.
"Young master, this is the piece of cloth!"
Zi Yan took it suspiciously, and his dark eyes suddenly brightened up. He looked at the cloth in astonishment, then handed it to Dongfang Hanyu, and then quickly came to the man and asked in a deep voice.
"Are you really the prefect?"
Lord Magistrate! This sound sounded like thunder in everyone's ears. Dongfang Hanyu immediately lowered his head and looked at the cloth in his hand!
A piece of cloth covered with stains read horribly, "I am the prefect, and I was framed!"
Dongfang Hanyu looked up at the haggard body in shock and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows!
"Young Master, he was left speechless after his acupuncture points were tapped. My subordinates are incompetent and cannot solve the problem."
After hearing this, Zi Yan immediately stretched out his hand to check the person for a while, then tapped the person a few times, and then slapped the person on the back a few times. Everyone looked at Zi Yan suspiciously, wondering why Zi Yan wanted to
Give the prefect a few slaps!
But instantly they understood why Zi Yan did this!
I saw the prefect coughing violently several times and spitting out a mouthful of black blood!
Oh my God! It turns out that the prefect’s acupuncture points have been sealed for too long, and congestion has occurred. If the congestion is not forced out, the prefect’s heart will soon be clogged with congestion, and even if the acupuncture points are released, he will die soon!
"Okay! It's okay now! What happened? How could he be the prefect?"
Zi Yan also looked at the prefect with confusion on his face! How could the prefect be put in a cell as a serious criminal?
"Bring him over here. You will know if he is the prefect or not. You will know after showing him to these officers and soldiers."
Dongfang Hanyu looked at the man who looked at them with a grateful expression after his acupoints were removed, and couldn't help but motioned to the guards to help him over.
"Oh my god! He is the prefect! Brother Qiang, look! I said that the prefect must be a fake." The young man shouted in horror as soon as he saw the prisoner.
Brother Qiang, who had small eyes, also observed carefully and said: "He looks like a prefect, but now there is a prefect. I don't know which one is real and which one is fake.
I really can’t tell the difference anymore.”
After all, Brother Qiang is an experienced person who knows what to say and what not to say. Now who is true and who is false? Even if he guesses it is this person, he does not dare to draw a conclusion immediately! Because if
You have come to a conclusion. Doesn’t that mean that you have already suspected the prefect? Why don’t you think of a way to expose it? In this way, the real prefect will blame him in his heart, or it is better to say that he does not know.
"I think he looks like our prefect! But who knows if he is also a fake, and I dare not make a conclusion now." Another soldier also said.
"He is not in disguise, we have already checked it!" the guard who was supporting the prefect opened his mouth and replied.
"What? If there is no disguise, then it is really our Lord Magistrate! Lord Magistrate, what is going on? How come you are tied up in a secret prison!"