Return to Qintian Prison and Star-Zhaing Tower.
It was a mess inside.
Needless to say, playing cards again.
If you don't practice hard, you'll play cards all day long, eat and die, and don't seek to make progress.
Qin Yuan cursed a few words.
After a while.
Qin Yuan got on the mahjong table.
"Wei Xiang, it's all your fault, I lost again"
"Blame me, I blame you"
…
Noisy and full of life.
After a while, it was time to play mahjong again. Yang Zhenning said while playing mahjong: "Who do you think is the most powerful in the world?"
This topic has aroused everyone's interest.
"Of course dragon, phoenix, unicorn, ancestral ginseng"
someone replied.
"Personal force is the existence of these, but it is necessary to use soldiers to fight in turns. I think it is General Yue."
Someone else said.
The room suddenly became quiet.
This person cannot be mentioned now.
Yang Zhenning said with a tigerish face: "You are seeking death, you are talking nonsense that you shouldn't say, slap your mouth."
The man clapped his hands quickly.
The night passes and the day passes...
This mahjong game has been going on for a long time.
Yang Zhenning suddenly stopped and said, "How long have I been fighting?"
No one could answer.
Qin Yuandan didn't raise his head and said calmly: "It's been almost a month."
It's actually been so long.
Everyone felt unreal for a while.
Yang Zhenning said: "Let's fight here and disperse."
Everyone dispersed.
Qin Yuan was about to leave when he was stopped by Yang Zhenning.
"Wait a minute"
Qin Yuan looked at Yang Zhening doubtfully.
Do you want to introduce your daughter to me?
Qin Yuan has met Yang Zhenning's daughter Yang Yuhuan, who looks very good.
"Go and record that the Prime Minister is still the son of General Yue"
Yang Zhenning handed over a document.
Qin Yuan didn't answer.
Why is it always me?
"Work hard, and maybe you will be the prison guard tomorrow."
Yang Zhening draws a big cake.
"But I never thought about becoming a prison guard?"
Qin Yuan looked at Yang Zhenning with confusion.
Yang Zhenning: "..."
There are actually some people in the Qintian Prison who don't want to be the supervisor.
"After I finish my work this time, I will take a rest."
Qin Yuan took the document.
About to go out.
Yang Zhenning handed over another document: "Since I have a rest, I will record one more thing."
You are paralyzed.
Qin Yuan took it with a dark face.
The object of the record is also a minister, his surname is Hai, and he is known as Hai Qingtian.
He was also imprisoned for criticizing the emperor for general Yue.
Qin Yuan put away the two documents and went outside. It started to rain lightly.
The sky is light gray.
The overall feeling is very depressing.
Qin Yuan rode on an unknown person's Pegasus (horse with wings) and left the Qintian Prison.
Qin Yuan left for a while.
Yang Zhenning's voice came from the Star Reaching Tower: "Come here, I want to go out."
No horse responded.
Yang Zhenning: "..."
Halfway through, Qin Yuan suddenly felt hungry and ate a watermelon on the roadside.
After listening to the opera in Bada Hutong for a long time, I came to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Submit your voucher.
now.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Zheng Hui, dressed in a cloth robe, was wandering in the yard.
Should we kill Yue Tangyin or not?
As the prime minister, it is natural to take the blame for the emperor, but this blame is really too big.
He felt a little overwhelmed.
At this moment, his wife's voice sounded: "Master, if you don't take action today, one day, if the man named Yue turns over, you will be the one who dies."
When Zheng Hui heard it, he said yes.
With the prestige of the surname Yue, he turned around and did not dare to kill the emperor, not even himself.
Zheng Hui immediately made a decision to kill Yue Tangyin.
At this moment, a servant came to report: "There is a historian who wants to see you."
"Every cat or dog comes to see me and is chased away."
Zheng Hui said displeased.
"yes"
The servants leave.
After a while, Zheng Hui came to his senses and shouted: "Invite people in quickly."
Qin Yuan was already far away, but he was dragged back by the servants of the Zheng family.
Waited in the main hall for a while.
A burst of hearty laughter came.
Soon, a bald old man with three hairs on his head walked in.
Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment.
Zheng Hui's hairstyle is really similar to that of his ancestor Zheng Sanfa.
"Meet the Prime Minister"
Qin Yuan quickly stood up and saluted.
"You are Welcome"
Zheng Hui waved his hand.
Their eyes met.
Qin Yuan felt a little strange.
His intuition told him that this person was no ordinary person.
But I can’t tell what’s wrong.
One came out of the palace.
Now another prime minister appears.
Qin Yuan felt a shadow covering him.
"I'm busy with work. The historian has a question. Please be brief."
Zheng Hui was very polite.
It's not like talking to a historian anymore, but more like talking to someone of the same status.
"First question, there are rumors in Shenjing that General Yue is backed by the Prime Minister. Is this possible?"
Qin Yuan asked.
This is not Qin Yuan's nonsense.
This has indeed been said recently.
Many people in the court wanted to take this opportunity to bring down Zheng Hui.
“Total nonsense”
Zheng Hui looked angry.
This is even harder for him to accept than saying that he framed Yue Tangyin.
"It seems that someone in the DPRK is slandering the Prime Minister."
"no doubt"
After Qin Yuan wrote it down, he asked another question: "Did Mr. Hai meet the Prime Minister before he wrote a letter to insult the Holy One?"
Zheng Hui nodded, then shook his head: "He did meet me, but he didn't write a letter for me."
Qin Yuan asked a few more questions.
Zheng Hui's answers were all flawless.
Qin Yuan was about to say goodbye and leave.
"Wait a minute"
Zheng Hui called out to Qin Yuan.
Clap your hands and someone brings in a bunch of spiritual stones.
"I also ask the historian to say a few kind words for me in the history books."
"Then it would be disrespectful for me to refuse."
Qin Yuan looked like a philistine.
After Qin Yuan left.
Mrs. Zheng's voice came from inside: "Look at how hopeless you are, even a big historian is fawning over you."
"Women don't know anything about it. History books are for the emperor to read."
Zheng Hui said coldly.
puff!
Zheng Hui spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Yeah, what's wrong with you?"
Mrs. Zheng hurriedly came out.
Seeing the blood on the ground, he was shocked and said: "Why is your blood green?"
Zheng Hui lowered his head, stunned.
Yeah, why is my blood green?
Qin Yuan came to the Divine Prison again.
After handing over the voucher and the spirit stone, he entered with the eyes of the jailer leader as if he were a relative.
Soon they arrived at the cell where Yue Tangyin was.
A month has passed, and Yue Tangyin's aura has become even weaker.
Even if you don't kill him, he won't live long.
Qin Yuan fed him a pill containing vitality.
After a while, he recovered a little.
At least communication wasn't a problem.
As usual, Qin Yuan reread the contents recorded by the Prime Minister.
Yue Tangyin had no reaction.
"Is everything the Prime Minister said true?"
"true"
Yue Tangyin replied weakly.
Qin Yuan was about to leave when Yue Tangyin's voice sounded: "I know a secret, Prime Minister"
Qin Yuan stopped and looked at him.
"The Prime Minister's blood is green"
Green blood?
Qin Yuan's first reaction was grass fairies.
Then, this guess was overturned.
There was no way he wouldn't be able to sense the goblin.
"Tell the emperor, little... be careful of him"
Yue Tangyin said with difficulty.
Qin Yuan was puzzled: "You are already at this point, and you still remember the emperor?"
Qin Yuan has seen many loyal people. This is the first time Qin Yuan has seen such loyal people.
"If you want your minister to die, you must die."
Yue Tangyin said.
Then, he passed out.
There is no cure.
Qin Yuan said secretly.
Wait a moment, Qin Yuan suddenly remembered something.
Legend has it that the blood of Changhong, the founder of the line of sorcerers, is green.
