Emperor Qianheng's eyes shook and he read out the two obscure Taoist essays that appeared on it:

“Outside the domain…”

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Hidden blue short beating, slinging scarf, black trousers, jailer uniform.

As night was approaching, he had already changed his clothes on Monday and went out. In the future, the family members of the prisoners who were asking for treatment would be left behind.

Monday was a prisoner, and his ancestors have been jailers for generations. It is said that they have been passed down for more than 130 years and have been in total for six generations.

The prison guard's job is quite good, but the most important thing about the reason why his family can do this job for six generations is that it is not affected by oil and water.

No matter how much it is, it won't touch.

He lives in the west of the city, which is the dirtiest and messy place in the northwest city, and is very different from the south of the city.

Most of the people living here are peddlers and the families of officials who have committed crimes are also here.

The prison is also here.

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"Um!"

After a brief exchange, the jailer who was in vain was replaced, he mentioned the lanterns on Monday, began to patrol the prison cells, and delivered meals by the way.

The prison, even the prison in the Northwest City, is not a good place. Two meals a day, clear soup is weak, starved to death, and cannot starve to death. It all depends on how much fat you have when you come in.

Also see how much money the family spends outside.

Even if there is a big banner with Yang characters on the top of the city wall, there is not much improvement. At most, two spoons of clear soup are added?

This also caused many prisoners to complain. Although these two spoonfuls of soup, many people would not be able to starve to death.

If you cut off your wealth, even if you become the boss, you will be scolded.

For example, on Monday, I heard my companions cursing and walking back, half of which was dissatisfied with the new boss and half of whom was dissatisfied with the one in the depths of the prison:

"I thought I was an old man?! I don't eat this one, and I don't drink that one! I can't eat a meal of meat for three days. Do you think it's too thin?!"

"So what's wrong?"

Zhou Yi was moved.

"It's not that sick 'tiger'!"

The prison guard complained:

"That Lord Yang is the same. He clearly has no friendship with this person. Why do you even tell him to eat and drink?

This old guy's mouth is harder than a stone, so he should starve to death!"

"Sick Tiger..."

Zhou Yi was shocked and knew who he was talking about.

Yan Dongjun has been in charge for more than ten years, but it has actually occupied the three states for the past three years. The reason for this is related to this sick tiger.

The sick tiger, named Qin Lihu, was originally a general in Yanzhou and was in charge of the troops of a state. His martial arts and military tactics were all superior.

The reason why Northwest Road has not fallen in the past decade is related to him.

How to...

"Let me go."

After taking over the chore on Monday, I picked up the lantern and food box and headed towards the depths of the prison.

In the Northwest Prison, there are naturally many prisoners who are imprisoned, including some powerful men in the martial arts world and good martial arts masters, but the one who is detained at the deepest point is naturally this former general.

Two red lights flashed suddenly in the depths of the dim and dull prison. Zhou Yi's heart trembled. Before he could retreat, he felt that his hands were empty and the food box was taken away.

Then, it is the chewing sound that makes people feel sour.

"Refresh, refreshing! You still have to eat fatty people when you eat meat, and you are so thin that you don't even eat dogs!"

Like the sound of iron and stone rubbing, deep in the prison, this sick tiger spoke:

"Who are you?"

After hearing the inquiry, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel excited and quickly replied:

"Return, General, I am a prisoner in the southern district of Dazhu, the sixteenth house area, what do you have..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by absurdity:

"I'm not asking you!"

The red eyes reappeared.

In the corner, the man had a unkempt face, but his body was really strong. Even if the pipa bone was penetrated with iron chains, he was as aggressive as a tiger:

"Good body skills and martial arts! Those who can silently bully three feet in front of me are definitely not names, you are..."

"ah?"

Monday was shocked, and a warm palm fell on his shoulder. The person who came spoke calmly, and his voice and eyes filled the entire cell.

"Who am I, don't you know?"

The empty room is white?!

Qin Lihu's pupils shrank violently for a moment, and he saw a young man wearing a black suit and a long sword in the narrow alley.

"Prime Yang!"

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

At this moment, today, in this northwest city, no one's name is louder than these two words.

I heard the name of the person who came, not to mention the frightened Monday, even the prisoners who were invaded by light nearby were all lost their voices.

Qin Lihu narrowed his eyes, and his spine was clattering, like a frightened tiger, emitting the coldness of the birth:

"It's really you..."

"Three years of precipitation, General Qin is only one line away from the entrance, right? Is it a happy congratulations..."

There are also Jiang Wu and Fang Ada, the two fates of the state of Yanzhou, and Jiang Wu, and Fang Ada, which are the temporary choices. The Northwest City, the center of the three states, will never be without.
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