Soon, Zhu Qilu was taken to the cell, but due to his status, no one dared to torture him, so he had to wait on him.
"I advise you to be sensible and let me out. I may consider not holding you accountable."
"If I wait until I go out, you guys won't be able to eat and walk around in circles!"
In the cell, Zhu Qilu threatened the jailer who was delivering food to him. The visitor did not show any sign of Zhu Qilu's threat and just took out the food from the food box.
"Hey, are you deaf? Did you hear me?" Zhu Qilu couldn't help but became furious when he saw that the visitor was so contemptuous of him. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and threatened him viciously.
"Don't waste your time. Old Hantou is deaf and mute and can't hear you." A feeble voice came from the cell next door.
"Who are you?" Zhu Qilu asked in a deep voice without bothering to anger the jailer when he heard the sound from the cell next door.
"I have been in this cell for twenty or thirty years. Don't worry about your name! If you don't have an appetite, you can send the food to me."
"Send it to him." Zhu Qilu frowned, pointed to the food on the table, and then pointed to the cell next door.
Old Hantou understood what Zhu Qilu meant, put away the food on the table, and turned around to go to the next cell.
"Ha, there is such a meal, I haven't seen meat and fish in years!" An exclamation came from the cell next door, followed by a burst of devouring.
After the other person in front of him had eaten and drank enough and burped with satisfaction, Zhu Qilu asked again: "Who are you?"
Perhaps because of Zhu Qilu's meal, the person in the next cell sounded much better: "I, Wang Shizhen, was convicted in Daliyi! I have been in this cell for almost thirty years. This cell is not ordinary. You can get in!"
As a clan member, Zhu Qilu naturally knew what the Great Ceremony Meeting represented. He quickly ignored the topic and asked instead: "What did you mean by what you just said?"
"What I mean is that once you enter this cell, don't even think about getting out with your beard and tail intact."
"Hahaha, stay and keep me company! I like young people like you with thin skin and tender flesh the most. Come over here and let me take a look at you."
Wang Shizhen, who was in the next cell, sounded increasingly crazier. He had gone crazy because he had been imprisoned for too long.
After hearing Wang Shizhen's words, Zhu Qilu no longer looked as fearless as when he came in before. He seemed to have lost all strength. He fell to the ground and murmured: "No, it's impossible. I'm from Han Fan in Pingliang Prefecture! I'm from the royal family. Clan member! The current emperor is my imperial uncle! Someone, please let me out."
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Forbidden City, Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Jiajing looked at the several thunder magic secret books handed over by Lu Fang and couldn't help but feel surprised: "I just mentioned it casually a few days ago, and you got it for me?"
"Your Majesty, these are all from the lineage of Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain, relying on His Majesty's holy virtue! Your Majesty's feat of fasting for the people for fifteen days has been spread throughout the country, and the people are all grateful."
"Okay, okay, you don't need to say these words to me! If Longhu Mountain has performed meritorious deeds, give them a title."
"May I ask Your Majesty, what title should be given to Longhu Mountain?"
Jiajing pondered for a long time and finally gave his answer: "Confer the right to teach Baoguang Da Zhenren to take charge of Taoist affairs in the world. In addition, give them a plaque and write it on Longhu Mountain!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will take care of it now." Lu Fang bowed and left quickly.
After Lu Fang left, Jiajing opened the secret book of thunder method that he sent and had a good time to meditate on it.
"This one doesn't work, and this one doesn't work either, but this one suits me!"
After Jiajing said that, he picked out a book from the many thunder methods. He saw that its cover had already turned yellow. The title of the book was "Dongxuan Yushu Thunder Method". When he just meditated on it, there was a feeling in the dark that told him that this book Leifa is quite compatible with him.
"Your Majesty, please see King Han Fanzhao of Pingliang Mansion!" A eunuch hurried over with a troubled expression on his face.
"Didn't I tell you? I've been ill recently and haven't seen anyone." Jiajing frowned and sent the eunuch who was about to report back.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The eunuch who came to report breathed a sigh of relief and left quickly.
"Prince Zhao, Your Majesty has been ill recently and has not seen anyone."
"Excuse me, father-in-law." Upon hearing this, King Zhao had a look of disappointment on his face.
King Zhao's name is Zhu Zaibi, and he is the contemporary head of Han Fan's family in Pingliang Prefecture. He is currently running around for the things committed by his concubine Zhu Qilu, and he is very busy.
In recent days, the public opinion turmoil in Beijing has intensified. Not only the reputation, but also my family's business in the capital has been greatly affected. Not only the original customers have severed ties with their shops, but also the Xiaoge Lao Yan Shifan who has always supported my family. I also cut off communication with myself.
Whenever he thought of the ridiculous things his rebellious son had committed, Zhu Zaibi got angry. Now that he had caused such a big mess, he, as a father, had to put aside his old face and wipe his butt everywhere.
Now Zhu Zaibi saw that the relationship with the emperor was not working out. After hesitating for a long time, he called out his attendants and prepared to go to Yan's house to try.
Capital City, Yan Mansion.
Zhao Wang Zhu Zaimi entered through the back door of Yan Mansion without attracting anyone's attention.
As soon as he entered, Yan Shifan came up to him with a smile on his face: "His Royal Highness Prince Zhao is able to visit our mansion in person, which really brings glory to our mansion!"
"Where is it? I wonder if your father is here?" After a few words of greeting, Zhu Zaibi couldn't help but ask Yan Shifan about his father's whereabouts.
"Father has been waiting for His Highness in the study for a long time. Please!" After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he asked the butler to lead the way.
"Father is inside, King Zhao, please go in!"
Under the guidance of the housekeeper, several people soon arrived in front of Yan Song's study. Yan Shifan stopped and motioned for Zhu Zaibi to go in alone.
"Well, please excuse me." Zhu Zaibi nodded, then pushed the door open and entered.
Yan Shifan looked at Zhu Zaimi's back as he entered the study, and couldn't help but reveal a trace of ridicule on his face: "Just wait, no one can escape!"
"How are you, Mr. Yan Ge?" Zhu Zaibi entered the study, looked at Yan Song, who was lying casually on a chair, and asked softly.
"Oh, His Highness King Zhao is here, I have met His Highness King Zhao!" Yan Song got off the chair, put down the book in his hand, and wanted to salute Zhu Zaimi.
"No need, Mr. Yan Ge, please get up quickly!" Seeing Yan Song's behavior, Zhu Zaibi couldn't help being shocked and quickly helped Yan Song up.
After helping Yan Song back to his original position, Zhu Zaibi slowly said: "I don't want to beat around the bush anymore. Today I am here for my incompetent traitor son. I would like to ask Mr. Ge to make it easier for me!"
"This...if there are other things I can help with, King Zhao should please come back!" Yan Song hesitated for a moment and refused.
"After this is completed, all the properties under the name of our Pingliang Mansion will be owned by the elder!" Seeing Yan Song's refusal, Zhu Zaimi thought the price was not enough, and then raised the price.
"Prince Zhao, you'd better take a look." Yan Song sighed, and then handed over the confession.
Zhu Zaimi took the confession from Yan Song. After seeing what was recorded above, he couldn't help but said angrily: "This scoundrel should be chopped alive!"
After venting his anger, Zhu Zaibi's tone softened a little: "Mr. Yan Ge, our Pingliang Mansion only has two heirs who can inherit the family business. The eldest brother is in poor health and relies on soup and medicine to survive! And I usually have many affairs, so for me, His neglect of discipline, coupled with his mother's doting, made this big mistake."
"Spare him this time, and I will discipline him well in the future! Does Mr. Yan Ge have the heart to see me as the queen of Pingliang Mansion?" Zhu Zaibi finished speaking with tears in his eyes, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Are you done? Please come back, Your Highness! The trial will be held tomorrow." After hearing Zhu Zaibi's cry, Yan Song was completely unmoved and just said coldly.
"Okay, you don't want to help, right? At worst, I will kneel there and beg for mercy tomorrow!"
"Your Highness, please come back." After Yan Song finished speaking, he turned his eyes back to the book in his hand.
