After Li Tai left Dali Temple, Gu Qing happily ate roast chicken, took a sip of wine and burped.

"A group of ducks flowed down the bridge in front of the door. Come and count..."

Listening to the song, Gu Qing turned his head to look at the next cell. He must be an acquaintance, "Who is next door?"

"Young Master Gu, we meet again." A familiar voice came.

There was a wall between the two, and Gu Qing kicked the solid wall, "I dare to ask what I call it."

"I have nothing to say about the Dharma name. People in the Tao said that there was a broken bag in the wine and meat forest. The fat monk under the world." The other party said, "Young Master Gu, you have not finished your roast chicken yet. I am hungry."

Fat monk, Gu Qing remembered the guy who helped him find Wu Mei that night.

"I'll hand it over to you later." Gu Qing wanted to hand over the roast chicken, but the wall was too thick and the ground was too dirty. The two of them stretched out their arms and couldn't touch each other even though they were half of the roast chicken.

While stomping his feet anxiously, Gu Qing shouted, "Come here!"

Hearing Gu Qing's voice, the jailer rushed over, "Brother Gu, why do you give me the order?"

The people that Your Majesty values ​​today are sent to you by Wang Qin before and then visited by King Wei. As long as this person has not been executed, he must not be offended. The prison guard who has been in Dali Temple for many years has learned this.

Gu Qing kicked the wall hard, "Tear this wall for me!"

"This...this..." the jailer hesitated, "I'm afraid this is breaking the rules."

"No, right?" Gu Qing's arms and necks, "I remember your appearance. Another day, I will say a few more words to His Highness King Wei."

"Brother Gu, please report it later." The jailer hurriedly left.

Gu Qing entered Dali Temple. At this moment, the Dali Temple Minister was worried, "As long as others don't mess around in the prison, they should satisfy him as much as possible if they have any requirements. If he wants to do anything extraordinary, take it down immediately! I will tell you in front of His Majesty."

Upon receiving the words, several jailers opened a window for Gu Qing's wall.

Finally seeing the fat monk, Gu Qing pointed to the other wall and said, "Open the door here again, so I can go out for ventilation."

The jailer glanced at the wall that Gu Qing pointed to, lowered his head and said aggrievedly, "Brother Gu, outside the wall is outside the cell, and you must not use it."

"I'll just talk." Gu Qing grinned, "But..."

The prison guard was sweating when he saw Gu Qing talking, saying, "Even if the King of Wei is coming down, the young one can't smash the wall."

"Hahaha...how can it be." Gu Qing said again, "find some beauties for you, and then take a few jars of good wine, and take some books with villains, and those who are not wearing clothes."

"This..." The prisoner had a little claws, "Brother Gu, this is Dali Temple."

"I said you don't have some humanistic care yet." Gu Qing said, "This is not OK, that is not OK! I will talk to the King of Wei another day."

"Brother Gu, can you let us go?" The jailer burst into tears. "The young man is just a jailer in Dali Temple. Life is not easy. There are old men and young men and women. The whole family is waiting for my monthly salary to live."

"If Brother Gu is... again..." The jailer wiped his forehead with cold sweat, "I will hit you and die in front of you!"

"Just, kidding." Gu Qing said with a smile, "Am I such a tough guy? Clean the cell for me and bring me some good wine."

"Okay." The prison guard breathed a sigh of relief when he encountered the merits of amnesty.

"Then, don't forget the book." Gu Qing shouted to the jailer's panicked back.

The fat monk took the roast chicken from the window, "Thank you Mr. Gu."

"Don't be polite." Gu Qing took a sip of wine, "I'll thank you for helping me find Wu Mei."

"Young Master Gu, don't thank us." The fat monk kept biting the flesh and talking and speechless. "It's all Yang Tou'er's job. If you want to thank him, thank Yang Tou'er."

Gu Qing thought, "Monk, what kind of friendship do you have with Yang Sheng? I feel that this guy can find helpers everywhere, and where does he come from."

The fat monk swallowed his flesh and replied, "When the war was fought, Yang Touer was just a sergeant, but he was very kind to his brothers. Not only to his subordinates, but many people in the army were taken care of by Yang Tou. When Yang Touer fought, he kept rushing to the front. After the war, the people all over the ground were alive and some died. These corpses were usually burned in a big fire. Even if Yang Tou was covered in wounds, he would rush to lift the living brothers out of the pile of dead people in front of the fire. He was very patient and could lift dozens of living people one by one."

"When the war was tight, the food was gone. Yangtou usually hid the food on his body and distributed it to his brothers, and healed the wounded brothers. He was very righteous." The fat monk said, "I was in the middle of the dead. Yangtou pulled me out, otherwise I would disappear with the dead with the fire."

"There are also short guys..." the fat monk continued to tell.

...

Gu Qing listened for a long time. Yang Sheng was very righteous. This is what Fat Monk said the most. He is very prestigious in the army because Yang Sheng’s men called him Yangtou. Many people in the army also called Yangtou'er and then got this title.

"What did you do that night? Why did you stay in Dali Temple?" Gu Qing asked again.

The fat monk was still unfulfilled with the taste of roast chicken.

"You said it!" Gu Qing asked, "Why don't you speak anymore?"

"I have nothing to say about the Dharma name of my monk." The fat monk spit out a chicken bone and then lay on the haystack in a corner of the cell.

"I will not admit my opinion after eating it!" Gu Qing looked at the fat monk's bald head and gave himself a sip of wine.

At noon, a carriage was parked at the entrance of Dali Temple. The people in the carriage did not get out, but stopped quietly. Now it was time to go to court. The sharp-eyed person saw that this was Fang Xuanling's carriage. He didn't know if the person was in the carriage. The carriage was parked at the entrance of Dali Temple.

The dignified Duke of Wei stopped at the entrance of Dali Temple for two hours and still didn't leave. Several officials in the Dali Temple were sweating profusely. Are they demonstrating to their apprentices? Fang Xuanling looked at your Dali Temple, dare to touch my students?

Is this what it means? It's this what it means! The inexplicable pressure on Dali Temple is even more terrifying than a blatant warning, and several officials are very nervous.

Then another carriage came. Looking at the style of the carriage, I couldn't tell who it was. It also stopped at the entrance of the Dali Temple. Someone walked down from the carriage that had just arrived. When he saw the Dali Temple official standing by the big man, he took a breath, Cheng Yaojin!
Chapter completed!