nycdaug Chapter 411 Prison
Chapter 411 Prison
"Master Jiang, please?"
The bailiff extended his hand to Jiang Yuanfeng, indicating that he should go to the sky prison.
The quarrel had stopped. The gradually brighter sunlight from the stone water tank outside was reflected into the lobby, like pieces of gold floating on the wall, flickering faintly.
Jiang Yuanfeng brushed off his robe, without even glancing at Jiang Xing and Huang Zhiwang, he straightened his back, looked straight ahead, and walked towards the Heavenly Prison with ease.
It doesn't matter where he is, as long as the emperor knows about this, he will most likely be fine.
Now he is afraid that the emperor may not be able to be saved.
If these people were to reveal the biggest secret, then everything he had painstakingly built up over the past decade would be over...
He stepped into the sky prison filled with a damp smell in his brocade boots, his eyes following his footsteps, reflecting the lights of the torches in the prison one by one.
Jiang Yuanfeng's eyes moved, and a murderous look flashed across them.
wrong.
Ji Xiangli stayed in the Duke's Mansion for one night. From this point of view, Jiang Xing and others must have known their secret.
But why are we talking about the old Taoist priest in Xuanyuan Temple today?
This means that Lu Xuan went to Xuanyuan Temple yesterday and was not in the Duke's Mansion?
Or did they first get some information from the Duke's Mansion, then thought of some clues from Xuanyuan Temple, and then went to verify it?
Jiang Xing acted flamboyantly today, and every word he said involved human lives.
Although what he said was true, his people had always done things cleanly, so he knew he couldn't provide any evidence. But even so, he didn't hesitate to make up stories and bring up other things behind the scenes, just to detain him.
It was obvious that his purpose was to detain him here, and then take advantage of this period of time to slowly search for evidence!
He went to jail.
There was a crisp sound of iron chains rattling, and the jailer locked the cell door.
"Master Jiang, I'm leaving!"
The jailer took the key to the cell door and seemed a little afraid. Before leaving, he politely saluted him.
Jiang Yuanfeng glanced at the high skylight in the cell, a smile appeared on his lips, and he took the initiative to walk towards the clean pile of dry grass.
It's almost noon, so let him be happy for three hours.
The autumnal equinox has passed, and the sun is no longer as scorching as before, but has become warm and cozy.
Inside the cell, sunlight slanted through the prison door into the center of the corridor, shining on the jailer who had just finished lunch, making him feel warm and comfortable.
Five or six jailers were dozing off on the four sides of the Eight Immortals Table, while Jiang Yuanfeng was sitting on the pile of dry grass with his eyes closed to rest.
A gust of wind brought a faint fragrance, and suddenly, the other prisoners in the prison became drowsy, and within two breaths, they all fell asleep.
Jiang Yuanfeng opened his eyes.
"grown ups!"
The shadow came straight from outside and opened the cell door in two or three moves.
He glanced at the untouched rice on the ground, took out two meat patties from his arms and handed them to Jiang Yuanfeng, then asked, "What's going on?"
Jiang Yuanfeng took the meat pie and started taking bites of it.
"Jiang Xing and his team uncovered the truth behind Bao Puzi's death, and it's exactly the same as it was at the time. He claimed that Bao Puzi left behind a letter that confirmed our actions at the time of the crime. However, we conducted numerous investigations afterwards, and there's no way we could have overlooked something so crucial that he could have left behind such evidence."
"So I suspected they had contacted Baopuzi through other Xuanmen methods. But he's been dead for years, so it's logically impossible for him to exist. So I asked him to provide evidence, and as I expected, they had none. Therefore, Jiang Xing repeatedly avoided the issue and brought up the fact that you killed Xu Bai, proving that even if Baopuzi didn't exist, we still have other lives."
"But none of this matters now. While we still have a few hours, secretly send a letter to the palace so that the emperor can prepare in advance. Then, take my token and go find Wei Jie. He'll understand. Most importantly, prepare a carriage for me. I need to go out tonight."
Hearing him arrange so many things so calmly, Shadow frowned, "You're going out now? Where are you going?"
"We have to go to Xuanyuanguan to take a look!"
Shadow glanced at the jailers who were sleeping soundly around him and said, "My lord, why don't you come with me now? They won't wake up for another minute anyway."
Glancing at him, Jiang Yuanfeng said, "I've only been locked up for an hour, which is when the Dali Temple is paying close attention. Jiang Xing and Huang Zhiwang might come to see me this afternoon. It's not appropriate."
Nodding, Shadow bowed and clasped his fists: "Your Excellency is wise!"
Glancing around warily, Jiang Yuanfeng swallowed a mouthful of meat pie with force and lowered his voice: "You should step back. Be careful not to be seen by others."
Shadow looked at him a little worriedly, then bowed and said, "Yes!"
A green shadow flashed out of the prison gate, bringing with it a strong breeze.
Outside the prison, outside the skylight of Jiang Yuanfeng's cell, a piece of clothing quickly moved away.
Jiang Xing looked at the shadow going away, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Finally took the bait.
In Xuanyuan Temple, Lu Xuan had some appetizing fresh dishes, and now he took Sang Luo to lie down under an ancient pine tree on the back mountain to bask in the sun.
She took off the golden hairpin from her head with her slender fingers, patted it casually, and a puff of green smoke suddenly came out from it.
Huai Ling shook the two small leaves that had grown unconsciously on his head just now, feeling the sunlight. He yawned and said, "Master, are you looking for me?"
Lu Xuan raised his hand and poked his leaves, then said with a smile, "I have a task for you."
"Mission..." Suddenly, Qingyan in front of him shuddered and began to spin in circles again in excitement: "Tell me quickly, what mission? Doesn't this mean I can go out and play again?"
"Go help me keep an eye on the palace." She shaded her eyes with her hands, glanced at the sun's position, and smiled. "I'm sure your former master has been imprisoned by now. He won't be out for a while. Help me keep an eye on the Emperor and the Third Prince. If they harm the Crown Prince, you'll take action first."
"Treat it? How can I treat it?" Huai Ling looked at her hands that had not yet taken shape and asked innocently.
Lu Xuan sighed, "Didn't you just say you wanted to play? I don't care about you this time, as long as you keep yourself safe!"
"Really?!" In an instant, the two clear eyes widened with excitement. "Thank you, Sect Master. I'll go right away!"
Before he could finish his words, the green smoke went into the ground and disappeared in an instant.
Huai Ling fled all the way to the palace, listening left and looking around, and soon he felt a familiar voice coming from his ears.
Thinking of the sect leader's instructions, he paused in his rapid tossing and turned, and immediately pricked up his ears obediently.
"Snapped!"
A huge antique vase was thrown hard from mid-air and immediately broke into pieces on the ground with a crisp sound.
The Third Prince pointed at the group of palace maids in the bedroom and roared heartbreakingly, "Who is it? Who of you told me that my condition could be cured?!"
A group of palace maids and eunuchs huddled together trembling, and no one dared to raise their eyes to look him in the eye.
The body of a palace maid was lying on the ground. It was Chunyao, who had just helped the third prince change his clothes.
She just asked His Highness if the clothes were too big, but for some reason the Third Prince felt that Chun Yao was insulting him, so he drew his sword and slashed at her neck.
It was clearly just a very ordinary sentence, why did it make this person think so much?
From that moment on, the Third Prince started to go crazy, insisting that everyone was laughing at him, openly or secretly, for not being a real man, brandishing swords and guns, and causing panic among the people.
With the previous lesson in front of them, the palace servants did not dare to joke with their own lives.
Therefore, at this moment, no one dared to talk to him.
"Speak!" The sword in the third prince's hand approached the group of people. Two palace maids screamed in fear, their faces pale and terrifying.
"Your Highness, no, we didn't say that. It was the imperial physician who said that..."
Sanxi was also one of this group of people. Seeing that the Third Prince seemed to be insane, and worried that everyone would be killed by his sword, he squeezed out these words tremblingly.
"Your Highness?" He laughed loudly twice, raised his eyebrows, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face. "How dare you call me Your Highness?"