The door of the prison cell opened, and a sour smell immediately came to my face. Wang Anran covered her nose and frowned, thinking: "This smell is too strong, how can anyone stay inside?"

The prison head turned around, saw his expression, smiled slightly, and said, "It's quite good. The prison in Liangzhou is pretty good. If the prisons elsewhere are built underground, they are called dungeons. Don't care about this smell, just spend a day, you won't smell the stench."

Wang Anran smiled bitterly and said, "You are fainted!"

"I'm used to it." The prison head led him in and said, "I heard about your lawsuit. It's nothing. As long as you pass the court, you can go home, so you only need a few days to feel wronged."

Wang Anran asked, "The person who tried the case was not a master? When will he come back?"

The prison head thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but don't take the official position seriously. I've been walking for a while. I guess I'll be able to come back within three to five days."

As soon as they entered the prison, all the prisoners rushed to the wooden fence and called out a wrongdoer through the wooden fence.

The prison head shouted, "Shut up, no one who comes here says he is wronged, and those who dare to say he is not wronged will be pulled out and chopped off their heads!"

After saying that, I felt something was wrong and quickly turned around and said, "Of course, Brother Wang is really wronged, you are an exception." After a pause, he said, "There are also people who say they are not wronged, but no one dares to chop his head. If you want to let him go, he refuses!"

Wang Anran Daqi: "Is there any such person? Who is it?"

The prison head pointed to a cell in front and said, "It's Mr. Chai, you just want to live with him and get along well!"

As they spoke, the two walked outside the cell. Wang Anran looked inside and saw that the cell was quite neat and not as dirty as other cells. It had a couch, a bedding on the couch, and even a low table and a stool. A gray-bearded old man was dressed neatly and combed meticulously, and was holding a pen to write something on the desk.

When someone came outside, the old man raised his head, looked at the prison head, and looked at Wang Anran again. He only glanced at him and then lowered his head to write.

The prison head smiled and said, "Mr. Chai, I'm afraid you'll be bored by yourself and no one can say anything, so I specially found a companion for you." He opened the cell, asked Wang Anran to go in, then locked the wooden gate, turned around and left.

Wang Anran stood at the door and saw that the old man was just writing and ignored him. He felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head, walked to the edge of the couch, and lay down. The old man ignored him, and he ignored the old man, and neither of them paid attention to each other.

No one spoke in the cell. At night, Feng brought food and held the prisoner to deliver it. The prisoner took Feng's money and was naturally willing to do things. He brought the food box in and gave it to Wang Anran. At the same time, he also brought the food to the old man, which was also in the food box. It seemed that it was sent by the old man's family.

Both food boxes were placed on the table. Wang Anran opened one, looked at it, and pushed the food box to the old man, saying, "Your." He opened another food box, glanced at it, and smiled, "This is mine, I just said, my parents could not lose money to me, I didn't eat hard noodles when I was at home."

The old man glanced at Wang Anran and looked at Wang Anran's food box. Finally, he made a sound, first exclaimed, and then said, "What is this?"

Wang Anran said, "This is called fresh soup buns, it is very delicious." He took down a bamboo trunk and said, "This is called egg bread rice. The one below is a piece of vinegar and cabbage stir-fried pork slices. They are all my favorites. My mother is afraid that I will be hungry, so she made so much. Ah, there is a bowl of egg flower soup at the bottom."

The old man opened his food box, which only had two hard-dough cakes, a small plate of minced meat, and a pot of wine. He couldn't help frowning, and the old man looked at Wang Anran's food box again.

When it comes to the old man's diet, let alone being in prison, even outside the prison, it cannot be considered bad. Not to mention ordinary people, even minor officials, they cannot eat white bread and minced meat every meal, let alone drinking wine. But if compared with Wang Anran's food, it can only be said that people are more dead than others and goods are more thrown away.

The old man asked, "You have such a delicate diet. I think even the princes and nobles in Chang'an are not as good as you. I have never heard of such a rich man in Liangzhou City. What is your name? Which family is it from?"

"My name is Wang Anran. I am from Chengguan Village. My family is not very wealthy, but I made a fortune today, so I can eat something good." Wang Anran picked up a soup bun, took a small bite, sucked out the fresh soup inside, and praised: "The mutton and fish soup are really delicious, especially when eaten in prison, which is even more delicious."

He ate his own food, but did not invite the old man to eat with him, waiting for the old man to ask him for help.

Seeing that he was eating deliciously, although he was a good person, he couldn't help swallowing. Suddenly, the old man's face darkened and he said, "Seeing that your life is so luxurious, your surname must be Wu, and you are a royal relative, right?"

Wang Anran shook his head and said, "Didn't I say my surname is Wang? There is no one in my relatives surnamed Wu." He bit the bun and said, "If I were a royal relative, I could still come here!" He deliberately chewed loudly, greedy for the old man.

The old man showed a hesitant expression on his face, but seeing Wang Anran's mouth sucking oil and still squeaking, he immediately made up his mind and said, "It would be better if it was not the Wu clan!" He reached out and picked up the fresh soup bun from the food box and wanted to eat it.

Wang Anran shouted: "If you take it without telling me, you will be called a thief!"

The old man said, someone dared to drop his book bag with him and put his knowledge with others, but he couldn't put his mouth with him. He was looking for a blow, and he knew who he was! He immediately replied: "It is called a thief if he forcefully takes it. So what if I steal yours? Do you want to hit me?"

Wang Anran shook his head and said, "I won't beat the old man!"

"You...you dare to call me an old man!" The old man said angrily: "Then do you dare to scold me?"

"Didn't I call you old man?" Wang Anran smiled.

The old man hissed, he spoke very well and was best at scolding in his life, but today he was choked by Wang Anran's words.

He snorted and shouted, "Even the queen and I talked politely. You dare to be so stupid! Others don't care about giving me gifts. If you take you a bun, you dare to talk. Do you know who I am?"

Wang Anran said indifferently: "Whoever you love, I care who you are!" He pointed to the old man and glared: "Listen, don't get close to me. I don't want to know who you are. I warn you not to report your own name. I didn't use provocation to you, you old prisoner!"

The old man was furious and jumped up from Hu bench and said angrily: "You dare to call me an old prisoner, who dares to arrest me in Liangzhou? Do you know how Taurus, the governor of this state, won the Jinshi. He was the first to be the paper I approved, and he ordered the Jinshi. When he saw me, he would still call his mentor respectfully, how dare he arrest me!"

"Look at you, you are quite old and still so angry. You need to be well-educated and be a polite gentleman. Well, old gentleman!" Wang Anran waved to him and said seriously: "Don't be angry, sit down and eat buns, be careful to burn your forehead!"

The old man gasped for a few breaths, feeling that he was a little excited and was too out of standard, but this little bastard was too annoying. However, when he was angry, he had nothing to do. Wouldn't he compare himself to him?

To control anger, you must control anger!

The old man quickly regained his calmness and sat down, but he didn't want to see Wang Anran's expression of "You can't do it, I can do it better than you". He snorted, "Ignorance boy, how can eating buns burn your head!" He bit it in one bite.

The soup dumplings were not eaten like this. The old man was angry. After biting this bite, the soup from the bun was sprayed out and sprayed on his forehead, even on his nose!

Wang Anran stopped pretending to be serious this time, pointed at the old man's forehead, laughed and said, "If you don't listen to my words, you will suffer a loss in front of you. So what if you have the ability to be a Jinshi? It's still a hot head!"

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