Sitting opposite Wang Lang was a middle-aged man, he was not good-looking, but his position in Situ's Mansion was the one closest to Wang Lang, which showed his identity.

Who is it if it's not Wang Cang?

Wang Cang's literary talent can be regarded as the top in this era, and his beautiful character and good talk made him sit in this position by the family behind him.

Of course, there is still a lot of gap between the Gaoping Wang clan and the East China Sea Wang clan.

This is not from the background of the family, but from the influence of the court.

Wang Lang invited Wang Cang here many times, naturally wanting Wang Cang to explain the scriptures and meanings to Wang Su.

However, although Wang Cang explained the scriptures to Wang Su, he never accepted Wang Su as a disciple.

Wang Lang is still very sorry for this.

If Wang Su can become Wang Cang's disciple, then Wang Cang's doctrine can naturally be part of the Wang clan of the East China Sea, and the family background will be a little thicker.

But Wang Lang is not in a hurry, he has time, and his eldest son Wang Su is also good enough.

Wang Lang is very optimistic about Wang Su, how much he is optimistic about Wang Su, how much he likes Wang Su, how much he likes Wang Su, how angry he is at this time.

"Did you see clearly that person was Cao Zhen?"

The steward nodded and said, "There are still many scholars who travel with Lang Jun, but those people have seen Cao Zhen, since they have all said so, it proves that that person is indeed Cao Zhen." ”

"Can Cao Zhenan arrest me?"

Wang Lang did not lower his tone when he said these words, and the people present basically heard Wang Lang's words.

Wang Cang's left hand was under the table at this time, and his right hand was holding a red and black wine bottle, he didn't seem to care about what Wang Lang said, but the provocative brow still showed that he cared about Wang Lang's words very much.

"Listen to these scholars, it's because Lang Jun killed someone!"

"Murder?"

Wang Lang snorted and said, "My son will kill people?" He usually doesn't even want to kill a dog, how can he kill someone? This is nothing more than the slanderous words of the Marquis of Chang'an. ”

"But there are scholars in the manor who saw Lang Jun kill with a sword?"

What the?

Wang Lang's heart was cold?

"They said they saw it?"

The steward nodded.

"Yes, and more than one."

Wang Lang glanced at the steward and said, "Those scholars told you that he saw my son kill people?" ”

The steward was stunned for a moment and said, "They are all children of poor families, and the villain doesn't remember their names." ”

"The son of the Han family, it's just that the Marquis of Chang'an bought it with money, this is the Marquis of Chang'an framed my son, and it is impossible for my son Wang Su to kill people."

Wang Lang chattered like a repeater, not because he liked to say such things repeatedly all the time, but because he wanted to let the people present understand that it was impossible for Wang Su to kill people, even if he killed someone, it was not considered a killing.

Although this sentence is tongue-twisting, the people present understand it very well.

Wang Lang did not admit that Wang Su had killed people, so Wang Su did not kill anyone.

This is an era when the rule of man is better than the rule of law, and this kind of thing has happened many times, so these people are also used to it.

"Go and ask for someone from Luoyang Hou!"

"But the man is now in Dali Temple Prison."

Dali Temple Prison is a place full of favors, and this guy is greedy for life and afraid of death, how simple it is to be a person.

"Then I'll go to Dali Temple to ask for someone."

The steward nodded, walked quickly to the door, and then walked quickly to the Dali Temple Prison.

Dali Temple Prison is not much away from Situ Mansion, Wang Lang looked at the back of this steward, and felt that he would see Wang Su soon.

After giving these words, Wang Lang said to the people in the hall: "You don't have to be nervous about trivial matters, come, let's continue to talk about Cao Rong's affairs." ”

The eyes of those people in the hall flickered, and they seemed to have their own little abacus in their hearts, but when Wang Lang said this, these people saluted Wang Lang and said with a smile: "No! ”

It was true that the steward had not been gone for long, but the news he brought was not good news.

"Master, that's full of favors and illnesses, and refuses to see guests."

What a sick one!

Wang Lang didn't know where to be full of favors.

Whether it was him Wang Lang or Chang'an Hou Cao Pi, Manzhong didn't dare to offend, so complaining was his only choice.

"This old fox!"

Wang Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Then ask for someone from Dali Temple!" ”

Under the Dali Temple, it is the manager of the Dali Temple, Wang Lang does not believe that the Dali Temple dares to disobey his orders.

"No!"

The steward hurried away, looking at the back of the steward, Wang Lang was no longer as calm as before.

This Chang'an Hou seems to be going to fight to the death with himself.

And the chips are their own offspring!

What a Chang'an Hou!

At this time, Wang Lang didn't have the heart to continue to discuss the details of the matter with these people, Wang Lang arched his hand to the people below and said: "Everyone, the matter has been decided like this, I don't believe that Chang'an Hou can turn over any storms." ”

Wang Cang and the others got up, saluted Wang Lang, and said, "No! ”

After the salute, these people left, and in the huge hall, except for the maids who packed up their things, Wang Lang was the only one left.

It wasn't long before the steward returned.

Wang Lang was good at observing words and feelings, and looking at the expression on the face of the steward, he knew that the news he had given himself would not be good news.

"Master, that Dali Temple is also sick."

Really... Not good news.

Dali Temple, Dali Temple, are sick, who is in charge of this Dali Temple?

By now, Wang Lang also knows that sending people to Dali Temple again is nothing more than being perfunctory.

He decided to go to Dali Temple on his own.

Wang Su has a very important position in his heart, a family rarely can produce a talented person, and once such a person is produced, then the whole family will become more profound and powerful because of him.

In Wang Lang's heart, he is just the paving man of the East China Sea Wang Clan, and it is Wang Su who really makes the East China Sea Wang Clan more powerful.

How could he put such a precious son in danger?

In his opinion, if he put Cao Ei together, Cao Pi would use his own way to govern others.

Is it up to me to cope?

"Prepare, let's go to Dali Temple."

"The master wants to go in person?"

Wang Lang nodded.

"I don't believe that I went in person, then Dali Siqing and Dali Sicheng still dare to pretend to be sick!"

Wang Lang silently added a sentence at the end.

"If they dare to pretend to be sick, drag them out."

The current Wang Lang has this confidence and ability.

Out of Situ Mansion, the group went to Dali Temple in a hurry.

But as soon as he arrived at Dali Temple, Wang Lang's brows furrowed tightly.

At this time, at the gate of Dali Temple, there were a few more people, and a few people did not belong to Dali Temple.

Among them, Chang'an Hou Cao Pi is at the forefront of these people.

Wang Lang snorted coldly in his heart, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and got out of the carriage with the support of the steward.

"Cao Pi meets Situ."

"I'll see Situ later."

When Wang Lang saw these people saluting him, although his heart was crooked, it was not easy to show it.

"Chang'an, the Marquis is unharmed."

"Wang Situ is unharmed."

Wang Lang snorted lightly and asked, "If the Marquis of Chang'an doesn't stay in the Marquis of Chang'an's Mansion, what are you doing in this Dali Temple?" ”

Cao Pi smiled lightly and said, "Wang Situ is not in Situ Mansion, what are you doing in this Dali Temple?" ”

"This is something that Chang'anhou knows in his heart."

Wang Lang's tone was already a little cold.

Cao Pi also became cold, and his eyes were full of murderous aura in an instant.

"This is also something that Wang Situ knows in his heart."

The two of them competed against each other, except for the mutual humility at the beginning of the salute, no matter what the other words were, they were full of gunpowder.

"What do you want to do this?"

"What did Wang Situ do this before?"

"You're revenge?"

"Revenge, if it's revenge, that's right."

Wang Lang raised his head and laughed.

"If you take revenge, then I'm afraid Chang'anhou's calculation will be wrong."

"Wang Situ said cautiously,"

Caution?

Wang Situ couldn't stop laughing.

"You blame my son, saying that it is murder, but this matter is not done by my son, the so-called truth will always be revealed, and your son Cao Rong really broke into Sima Gate, there is no doubt about this."

Wang Lang's words are no problem.

But not every truth has a chance to be revealed.

"According to the Han law, the murderer pays for his life, Wang Situ won't know this, right?"

When Wang Lang heard Cao Pi's words, his face did not change much.

"Parents beat their sons and slaves and maids, and sons and slaves and slaves and maids were flogged to death, and they were atoned for death."

Wang Lang is talking about one of the Han laws.

Cao Pi let out a sneer when he heard Wang Lang's words.

"But that person is not your slave of the East China Sea King clan."

There were slaves in the Han Dynasty, and the master killed the slave, of course, he did not have to be punished, but that person was not a slave.

He is a good citizen.

Cao Pi did not let Wang Lang continue to speak, but said at a very fast speed: "Thieves kill people, fight and kill people, and abandon the city." His negligence and drama led to murder, and atonement; Hurt people, except. ”

The meaning of this sentence is that intentional homicide and abandonment of the city and beheading are not intentional homicide, but manslaughter, and can be dealt with lightly, that is, there is no need to die.

"And Ling Lang is obviously fighting and killing, and he should abandon the market."

Wang Lang snorted coldly and said: "Fighting with blades and gold iron sharps, hammers, and vertebrae to hurt people is all for the city." ”

The so-called city of Dan Qing is a kind of punishment during the Qin and Han dynasties in China, which belongs to prison sentences.

Chengdan is a punishment for male prisoners, which means "to govern the city", that is, to build a city; Chung is a punishment for female prisoners, which means "Zhi Mi", that is, Chung Mi.

However, the distinction between male and female servants is not static, but can be adjusted according to the situation. Before Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty's penal reform, Chengdan was sentenced to life imprisonment; After the reform, the maximum sentence was six years.

Cao Pi's face did not change, and he said: "This is not to hurt people, but to kill people, this point, no matter how Wang Situ says, it is useless." ”

"Ling Lang runs the horse Sima Gate, and he is the head of the lord according to the law, I don't know what Chang'an Hou thinks?"

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Cao Pi's face changed slightly.

"Han law is like this, but my son didn't break into Sima Gate on horseback, and the person who trespassed on Sima Gate was just a match for my son."

"But the carriage and horse belong to your Chang'an Marquis Mansion."

"The slaves neglected and allowed the carriage to be stolen by thieves."

Wang Lang sneered and said, "With such negligence, the life of the Marquis of Chang'an is worrying!" ”

Regarding Wang Lang's ridicule, Cao Pi only smiled on his face.

"Wang Situ has been standing at the door for so long, he should go and see your son."

Cao Pi gestured to Wang Lang for please.

Wang Lang snorted heavily, waved his sleeves, and entered Dali Temple directly.

After entering Dali Temple, Wang Lang did not see Dali Temple, nor did he see Dali Temple, and the biggest official position was actually a prison officer.

The so-called jailer is equivalent to an official position such as a warden.

To put it another way, this is equivalent to the prime minister going to the Ministry of Public Security, and in the end he only saw the captain of a certain brigade.

Wang Lang was extremely aggrieved in his heart, but he did not embarrass the jailer.

This is just a substitute for the dead who was forced to come up.

For such a little person, Wang Lang still disdains to deal with him.

Under the guidance of the jailer, Wang Lang met Wang Su in the overlapping Dali Temple prison.

What made Wang Lang breathe a sigh of relief was that although Wang Su looked embarrassed, there were no scars on his body.

That is, Cao Pi did not punish Wang Su.

When Wang Su saw Wang Lang coming, he crawled to the prison door.

"Father, father..."

Wang Lang snorted angrily and said, "Just a prison disaster, let you do this, is your father usually teaching you like this?" ”

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Wang Su looked at his current appearance, and his face turned red.

Of course, the filth on his face at this time naturally couldn't see the redness on his face.

"Father, hurry up and take his son out of this Dali Temple Prison, then Luoyang Hou will die in this Dali Temple Prison."

Even the Marquis of Luoyang can die in the prison of Dali Temple, and his little Wang Su can naturally die here.

This is also the reason why Wang Su is so flustered.

"Don't panic, tell your father carefully about what happened before."

Wang Su nodded, and told Wang Lang everything from before.

Hearing Wang Su's words, Wang Lang said with some hatred: "Flies don't bite seamless eggs, you are so lustful, no wonder you will be calculated by Chang'an Hou." ”

"Father, what is the child doing now?"

Wang Lang sighed lightly and said, "According to the words of the Marquis of Chang'an, you are intentional homicide, and intentional homicide is a capital crime. ”

"The child didn't." Wang Su hurriedly shouted.

"Of course the father knows that you don't, but sometimes the truth is not so important, for example, now, if the Marquis of Chang'an will definitely put you to death, there is really no way to be a father."

"Father save me!"

Wang Lang touched Wang Su's forehead with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, and said comfortingly: "You don't need to worry, your father won't watch you die, a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, and my father definitely doesn't want to experience such a thing." ”

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Wang Su breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

"Then please ask the father to quickly take his son out of this Dali Temple prison."

Wang Lang nodded, but there was some disappointment between his eyebrows.

This is different from Wang Su in his mind.

Out of the gloomy Dali Temple Prison, the sunlight outside shone on Wang Lang's face, which actually made him feel a little dazzling.

He looked at Cao Pi, who was chuckling in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face.

It's just that this smile is more of a wry smile.