"When the Holy Lord saw my recital, he was furious......" the stubborn old man stroked his beard and sighed.

Nonsense, if you are so sparse, it's no wonder that the saint is not angry, for many years, no one has dared to cultivate the mystery in front of the saint. You are considered to have a big fate, and a smaller one would have been executed a long time ago.

Zhu Ping'an really didn't know what to say......

In the next two days, Zhu Ping'an spent the next two days in prison. The edict forbade anyone to come to visit on the grounds that the case was serious and confidential, but fortunately, with Yang Lao as a neighbor, he was not alone.

Zhu Ping'an and Yang Lao were already familiar with each other, and the two drew a chessboard across the fence, using grass mustard, small mud blocks, and gravel as chess pieces to play chess; Or to discuss the Four Books and Five Classics, in the two days of the edict, Zhu Ping'an learned a lot from Yang Lao.

The spiritual aspect is abundant, but the material aspect is lackluster.

Although it is summer, the cell is located underground, damp and cold, Zhu Ping'an is okay, the young man is angry, he can bear it, Yang Lao is not easy to bear, although Zhu Ping'an brought a lot of hay to Yang Lao from his cell, but at night, Yang Lao is still not happy, especially when the old cold leg attacks, it is like a year.

Food, it's good to be able to serve three meals a day on time in the edict, don't think about the color, flavor or something.

On the first day, Zhu Ping'an was not used to it, and it was difficult to swallow the porridge and moldy steamed buns provided by the Imperial Prison, but on the second day, although Zhu Ping'an couldn't eat it with relish, there was no rice left.

At noon on the third day, when Zhu Ping'an and Yang Lao were playing chess, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor of the cell.

"Someone's coming? Not a lot? ”

After Zhu Ping'an heard this series of footsteps, he looked up curiously, only to see a group of more than 20 people walking in the corridor, including brocade guards and eunuchs, dressed gorgeously, and looking like a lot of money.

At this time, Old Master Yang also put down the stone pawn in his hand and looked up at the group of people who came over.

Looking for whom?

Zhu Ping'an looked at himself, and then at Yang Lao, not knowing who this group of people was coming for.

Gotta find yourself, right?

I have been in prison for three days, and I have never been interrogated or passed through the court, as if I had forgotten it.

Is this finally remembering myself?!

Zhu Ping'an got up, moved his hands and feet, and cheered up a hundred points of spirit, ready to welcome the comers.

Soon, the group in the corridor came to the cell and stopped. The first is a eunuch wearing a high crown, wearing a big red python robe, and a phoenix complementing his son, holding Buddha dust in his hand, with a scathing and mean face. Zhu Ping'an didn't know this person, but he knew the person who accompanied the eunuch, he was Jinyiwei and knew Tuohai, and the last time he made a case with Zhao Daying's Criminal Department, Tuohai was one of the presiding judges.

Zhu Ping'an's preparations were all done, but he didn't expect the group to stop when they walked to Mr. Yang next door.

"Old man Yang, the Holy Lord sent a miscellaneous family to see you."

The big red python-robed eunuch stopped in front of Yang Zhi's cell, as if he couldn't stand the rancid smell of the edict, reached out and took out an embroidered handkerchief to cover his nose, pinched an orchid with the other hand and pointed at Yang Zhi, and shouted in a sharp voice.

"Chen Yang is the most thankful, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Yang got up from the ground, patted the grass mustard sticking to the prison uniform, and knelt down in the direction of Xiyuan.

After the ceremony, Yang got up, his waist was straight, his chin was tilted, and he looked at the eunuch in the big red python robe and the brocade guard Tongzhi Tuohai.

This old thing!

The eunuch in the big red python robe frowned, very dissatisfied with Yang Shi's attitude, and said in a sharp voice, "Old man Yang, it is not easy for the Holy Lord to read in your old age, and he specially gave you a chance, the Holy Lord asked you, do you know that you are wrong?!" If you write a confession, the Holy One can read it for the sake of most of your life dedicated to the Ming Dynasty, and spare you this time. ”

Zhu Ping'an heard it clearly on the side, Emperor Jiajing wanted Yang Lao to admit his mistake, write a review letter, and then let Yang Lao go.

This is okay.

Yang Lao is old, he has been tossed by the cold of the edict in the past few days, it is better to be able to go out, Zhu Ping'an is sincerely happy for Yang Lao.

But

Zhu Ping'an was worried again, and according to Yang Lao's temper, it was too difficult to ask him to make mistakes and write a review again.......

really

Zhu Ping'an looked up at Yang Lao, just in time to see Yang Lao's sneering at the big red python-robed eunuch.

"The old man is grateful for the saint's love and care, but the old man is stupid, and he really doesn't know where he is wrong."

Old man Yang raised his chin and snorted, refusing to admit his mistake.

"You!! You ignorant old ...... Geezer!!! The eunuch in the big red python robe was so angry that he almost scolded the old thing, and replaced it with an old man when he came to his mouth, stretched out his orchid finger, and pointed at Yang Shi indignantly, "You are an old man who raises horses and manages horse politics, and it is not good to drum up your horse politics well, with your age, if you stay up for another year and a half, you can return to your hometown. It's good that you dare to point fingers at the saint, now if you are peaceful today, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, this is not all the credit of the saint dragon and the world, what happened to the saint taking time to cultivate immortals and refining pills, and it is not to let it go, then there is a reason for you to point fingers. Nowadays, the Holy Lord does not remember the villain's mistakes, and for the sake of your old age, he specially gave you a chance, and you are so ignorant!! ”

"Cultivating immortals and refining pills is the work of mountain bathing practitioners, how can there be people who live high in the yellow house and purple, who are clothed and fed, and can lift in the daytime? And now that the north is captivating the south, and the disasters of floods and droughts are endless, how can we say that the world is peaceful? ! If the saint abandons cultivation and focuses on the government, I will be very fortunate in the Ming Dynasty and the people of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Yang was blowing his beard and glaring, reaching out to grab the fence, the back of his hand was full of green tendons, and his momentum was better than that of the eunuch in the red python robe.

Cultivating immortals and refining pills is what people who live in seclusion in the mountains do, where can they live in luxurious palaces, wear gorgeous clothes, eat exquisite food, but can fly to the sky during the day? And now, the Tatars in the north and the Japanese in the south are constantly causing disasters, floods and droughts are endless, how can it be called the peace of the world. If the saint can give up cultivating immortals and refining pills and focus on government affairs, I will be even more fortunate in the Ming Dynasty.

Yang was most open to his face, and he showed no mercy at all.

"You! Old man Yang, I'll give you another chance. The Holy Lord's oracle says that if you know your mistakes and can change them, then you will be very good. You've got to think about it. The big red python-robed eunuch pinched his orchid finger and pointed at Yang Shi, his gloomy face was covered with dark clouds, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Although the minister is foolish, he does not dare to obey the edict."

Yang replied with his chin raised without hesitation.