Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 20: An ant raises a sword

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The sky is brightly lit, and the night is like daylight.

Xie Chenjun, dressed in a scarlet official robe, stood at the gate of the jail, and suddenly stopped. Behind him, a middle-aged man took the umbrella, but never spoke, only his hands were slightly hidden in his sleeves. , Looks plain.

The head of the cell who met at the gate of the Tianjaun was bent over. This middle-aged man who had spent more than ten years in the Tianji City of Yanshi City didn't dare to look up to see the man sitting on the official court of Yanshi City. The old man in the top spot is actually the de facto power holder of the Xie family’s generation. Xie Chenjun is not only the contemporary Patriarch of the Xie family, but also an evergreen tree in the Dazhou officialdom. This old man’s running script is called First in the Great Zhou Dynasty, everyone is also in music theory. As for his writing skills, he is even more outstanding. In addition, this old man was also the commander-in-chief of Xie Chenjun when he sent troops to the southern conquest. It’s just that as Xie Chenjun's age has grown, he has gradually faded out of the sight of the ruling and the opposition in the past few years. An Xin is in this Yanshi city as a "senior governor", but Xie Chen's reputation in the Great Zhou remains undiminished, as always. The most straightforward manifestation of the emperor’s trust is that the old man still holds the position of Jiu Jiu from the Imperial College, and Xie Ying, the nephew of Xie Chenjun’s nephew, was almost recruited into the palace by the Emperor Zhou. Zhou Luma, all signs indicate that as long as Xie Chenjun does not die for one day, Xie's family will not fall for one day, and Yanshi City will not change its gates for one day.

At this moment, although the old man stood at the gate of the jail and did not speak, everyone present felt an unspeakable depression. This kind of aura was not deliberately exuded by Xie Chenjun, but was naturally cultivated by being in a high position for a long time. The momentum.

Xie Chenjun asked casually: "Which cell are the two detained in?"

The head of the cell whispered: "Dizi No.7, the two of them had never committed any serious crimes, so they didn't pay much attention to them in the prison, and they didn't look like wicked people, how could they know that there would be a prison escape? This matter..."

Xie Chenjun waved his hand, "No need to say more, you are not at fault for this matter. The two of them ran away after they ran away. You don't need to care, but you need to find out who has been held in that cell in the past. "

The head of the cell was surprised: "Dizi Qihao has not detained other prisoners for more than 20 years since the last time a poor scholar died here. As for looking ahead, it is impossible to find out. What's coming."

Xie Chenjun frowned, "A scholar?"

The head of the cell nodded and said: "According to the sky prison file records, there was indeed a scholar who died here. Why was that scholar imprisoned in the sky prison? The dossier is unclear, but after knowing that he seemed to have written an article on the wall, I'll be here for myself."

Xie Chenjun asked: "No one was sent to copy?"

The cell's face is a bit ugly, "No..."

"And I don't know why, after those two escaped, all the articles on the wall disappeared."

This old man in his twilight years looked into the eyes of the cell head for the first time. Although there was still no emotion in his eyes, the cell head instantly felt like falling into an ice cave.

He softened his legs and knelt down with a plop, begging for mercy: "Sacrifice the wine to the lord, this is indeed the negligence of the villain, please let the lord open the net!"

There is an unwritten rule on the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If there are courtiers holding multiple positions at the same time, they must be named with the highest official title. The governor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is ranked fourth, and the Guozijian Jijiu The first position is a second-rank senior officer. Although the Imperial Prison Jijiu is a false position, it is still much higher than the governor.

Therefore, calling Xie Chenjun the Lord Jijiu is not wrong at all.

It's just that Xie Chenjun said peacefully after hearing this name: "That's right, Lord Jijiu really can't cure you, so let's forget it."

As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. Among the identities of Yanshi City and Xie Chenjun, only the status of Sir Governor can punish him.

The old man no longer had the slightest desire to continue walking into the jail, but just turned around. The middle-aged man behind him never said much. After watching Xie Chenjun turn around, he opened the oil-paper umbrella.

The two stepped into the rain curtain.

The carriage of Xie's Mansion is still some distance away from the prison. During this section of the road, the old man suddenly said: "Wuyi, Ying'er is leaving tonight?"

Xie Wuyi walked in the rain with an umbrella. In fact, the umbrella surface was all tilted to Xie Chenjun's side. He was soaked in the rain, but the middle-aged man who was already talkative did not show a trace. Xie Wuyi calmly replied: “The will of Shaoliang City has already come down. If it weren’t for tracking down the two fugitives, Ying’er would have taken his five thousand. The cavalry rushed to the border."

Xie Chenjun looked at this younger brother who was nearly 30 years younger than him, and laughed, "Is the five thousand less?"

Xie Wuyi bluntly said: "It's something you can't even think of if you can get five thousand by your own in the first year of the crown. Brother thinks that is not enough?"

Xie Chenjun smiled calmly: "What are you worried about, my brother naturally knows, but our majesty is different from previous monarchs. If you think that it is not a good thing for Ying'er to become famous when you are young, then worry is really unnecessary. ."

Looking up and looking into the distance, Xie Chenjun smiled emotionally: "The Xie family has been rooted in the Great Zhou Dynasty for decades, and it has been inherited in the arena for nearly a hundred years. Although this influence may become a thorn in the eyes of the royal family, But as long as we thank the family and don’t turn back, how can the royal family have a reason not to rely on us?"

Xie Wuyi was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Then listen to the big brother."

Before the Patriarch of the Xie family boarded the carriage, he told Xie Wuyi: "Ying'er has made a friend in the city. He is a young man. You don’t need to be wooed. For young people, let them go. , It’s just that if the young man is made things difficult for by others, you should solve it in private, and you don’t have to posture to avoid misunderstandings."

Xie Wuyi nodded without saying anything.

Entering the carriage, the groom drove away naturally, while Xie Wuyi stood there, not with Xie Chenjun. This person is second only to Xie Xindu in Xie’s family, and even more important than Zhou Jianghu. Xie Wuyi, the famous Master Xie, stood in the rain and slowly smiled.

Take out a jug of fine wine from your waist and drink for yourself in the rain.

This great master of the rivers and lakes, who is addicted to alcohol, never drinks alcohol only in front of his own parents.

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The night is deep, and there are no stars. After sending off the brothers Xie Ying and Yang, the inn is really only two people, Qinghuai and Li Fuyao. Li Fuyao is not drowsy yet, and opened the window in the night. daze.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Li Fu shook his head and looked at the next door. He found that the light in the Qinghuai room was swaying. He was a little surprised. The wooden window was pushed aside. Qinghuai was lying next to the window, staring at him. Li Fuyao looked at him, inexplicably thinking that this guy was a little funny.

Li Fuyao said with a dry smile: "Girl Qinghuai hasn't slept yet."

Qinghuai rolled his eyes and ignored the idiot question.

Li Fuyao didn't feel embarrassed either, after all, he saw this kind of thing a lot.

Li Fuyao remembered the conversation with Xie Ying before, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know if I am from Yanling or from Dazhou."

Qinghuai interjected: "Li Fuyao, do you know that there are really martial arts in this world who can kill monks with force."

Li Fuyao turned his head around and looked incredulous. Isn't his previous thoughts wrong?

"There are not many monks outside of the Three Religions, but there are not too many. Except for the path that the swordsmen take, the other wild cultivators are mostly born out of the Three Religions, but have you ever thought about it? , Why is there a swordsman born out of nowhere?"

Qinghuai leaned against the window and said casually.

Li Fuyao frowned and said, "Hengkong was born..."

Before finishing a sentence, Li Fuyao soon thought of something. He was surprised: "Is it possible that a swordsman is a martial artist?"

Qinghuai said calmly: "I was only half right. The swordsman back then was naturally a samurai, but he later became a monk, but the killing of the monk by the samurai did happen to the swordsman." /

"The sword fairy who led the swordsman on the road of cultivation, indeed, before he became a monk, killed a saint of the three religions with the power of a martial artist!"

This sentence was shocking. Even if Li Fuyao was shocked, the Wufu killed the monk and it was enough. Did he kill a Sanjiao saint?

What kind of sturdy character is this?