Invincible son

Chapter 184 183 [Human World]

Xingliang Mansion, Shanglin Prison.

Although the reputation here is terrible, even worse than the prison in Taishitai Pavilion, the environment is actually not very bad.The reason why Shanglin Prison makes people talk about it is that it is close to the imperial mausoleum, and the defense is extremely strict. Unless the army is overwhelming, there is no possibility of escape.Secondly, the control here is extremely strict, and any behavior that violates the rules will be severely beaten by the jailer, and prisoners are beaten to death every month.

No one cares about this kind of thing. Since the establishment of Shanglin Prison, there has been an unwritten rule that the prisoners who come in have no possibility of being released.

Pei Yun followed the head of the cell into the prison. The prisoners he saw along the way were all standing upright, and none of them dared to make a sound.

Before arriving at a single cell, Pei Yun took out a 500 NPC and CPPCC ticket from Taiping Bank, quietly handed it to the prison chief, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Liu, and please accept any kindness."

The big and round prison chief took the bank note without even looking at it, and said coldly: "Quarter of an hour."

"Thank you." Pei Yun bowed his head and cupped his hands until the other party left.

He straightened up and turned around, looking at Pei Rong standing inside the prison by the dim light in the prison.

In less than two months, Pei Rong, who is only 36 years old, is as old as a middle-aged man.

Pei Yun took two steps forward and saluted meticulously: "Father."

From the outside, Pei Rong didn't seem to be tortured by the punishment, at least he was able to stand firmly, but there was a dead look in his eyes, and he asked indifferently: "What are you here for?"

Pei Yun said calmly: "The New Year's Eve is approaching, and my son came to say hello to his father. Everything is fine at home. My ancestors, mother and sisters miss my father very much. I hope that my father can take care of himself here. Wait a year or two. Your Majesty has lost his anger, and the family will find a way to rescue father."

Pei Rong was noncommittal, and asked coldly: "Does your elder brother know about this?"

Pei Yun replied: "The son sent a letter to the eldest brother in the name of the father, telling him that everything is fine in Beijing, so there is no need to worry about it."

Pei Rong staggered forward suddenly, threw himself on the iron railing, and roared ferociously: "How dare you? You rebellious son, you are more hateful than that little bastard!"

Pei Yun's eyes drooped slightly, and he asked calmly, "What does father mean by that? My son doesn't understand."

Pei Rong gritted his teeth and said, "You encouraged me to sue for impeachment. In fact, you already knew that the emperor would favor that little bastard, right? Now I am imprisoned here, and Cheng'er is at the border without knowing the details. Mrs. Li is an ignorant person. And the Li family has fallen again, of course the Duke’s Mansion respects you, how majestic you are! Animals, you are all animals!"

Still calm, Pei Yun said calmly, "Father, have you ever wondered why His Majesty turned to Pei Yue?"

Pei Rong grinned grimly and said, "I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore, now everything is taking advantage of your wishes, I just want to ask you one thing!"

Pei Yun looked into his red eyes and said, "Father, please tell me."

Pei Rong gripped the railing tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth and said, "I want that little bastard to die! Can you do it!"

After a moment of silence, Pei Yun lowered his voice and said, "My son will do his best."

Pei Rong let out a very stern laugh, then turned around and walked towards the corner of the cell, uttering a word coldly: "Get out!"

Pei Yun looked at his back, hesitation appeared in his eyes, but in the end it turned into a stern expression.

He respectfully paid homage to Pei Rong, and then left silently.

……

Southern Zhou Dynasty, Pingjiang Town.

Although this place is named after a town, it is actually bigger than an ordinary state capital.

The New Year's Eve is approaching, and the town is filled with a peaceful and festive atmosphere.

A young man with a height of eight feet and a strong body was walking on the street, followed by two followers, holding the most common gifts at this time.From time to time on the road, people looked at this young man in awe, and some children stood upright by the roadside, giving him the standard military salute of Nan Zhou.

The young man responded with a smile, walked through a few streets into an alley, and came to the gate of the house at the end.

He knocked on the door and shouted loudly, "Third Aunt, are you at home?"

After a while, a plainly dressed middle-aged woman opened the door, saw the young man with a smile on her face, and said respectfully, "My lord, why are you here?"

The young man took the gift from his entourage and said warmly, "Third Aunt, it's better for you to call me by my first name. This young man sounds awkward."

The third aunt shook her head and said, "This can't be done, etiquette can't be abandoned."

She let the young man into the back room and was going to pour tea again, the young man suddenly raised his hand and said, "Third Aunt, I'm not thirsty, there is something I want to tell you."

The third aunt stopped, and said expectantly in her eyes, "Sir, please tell me."

The young man sighed softly, and said slowly, "There is news from Fang Rui from the north."

The third aunt first wiped her hands with her sleeves, and then she wanted to go to the side and sit down, but found that her legs were a little weak. She stood still, looking at the young man's serious face, her heart jumped wildly, and she squeezed He smiled and asked, "My lord, is Rui'er all right in the north?"

The young man walked up to her and said apologetically, "Third Aunt, Fang Rui was killed by Beiliang people."

The third aunt couldn't make any sound, and she went limp when she rolled her eyes.

The young man seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He reached out to support the woman, and then took her to the side to sit down.

The young man waited for her to wake up leisurely, and comforted her, "Third Aunt, please forgive me."

"Who hurt Rui'er?" The third aunt looked at him sadly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

The young man said in a deep voice, "Pei Yue, the son of Beiliang Zhongshan."

"My lord, can Rui'er's body be recovered? You can't let him be a lonely ghost in the north, right?" Although the third aunt said this, she actually didn't expect it in her heart.When Fang Rui was going to Beiliang back then, she tried every means to dissuade him, but in the end she couldn't overcome the obsession in the child's heart.

After the young man was silent for a moment, she said to her surprise: "I will send people north to find a way to get back his bones."

The third aunt looked at him in grief and surprise.

The young man said: "Fang Rui died for the great cause of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. A man who dies in battle must return to his hometown. Third Aunt, I will not speak hypocrisy in front of you. Fang Rui's fate is the fate of our Pingjiang boys. Even I will not back down, it is normal to die on the battlefield in the future. I am here today to tell you about this, and I have some follow-up arrangements. I know Fang Rui has a younger brother, and I will help him arrange a Stay away from dangerous errands with food and clothing."

"Eldest son..." Third Aunt said with a complicated expression, not knowing how to proceed for a moment.

The young man bowed his hands and said solemnly: "I am busy with military affairs, so I cannot stay for long, please forgive me, Third Aunt."

Then he turned and left.

His name is Fang Yuntian, the son of Fang Xiexiao, the Duke of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and the leader of the Pingjiang camp.

……

Bian Xuezang walks, Lin Feng sees through his sleeping clothes.Lingzhou listens to Xiaojiao, and the guest house has not opened.

Daliang West Territory, Lingzhou.

Once upon a time, because of the existence of Hucheng, the people of Lingzhou were miserable. Almost every year, they were harassed by cavalry from the Western Wu Dynasty. Many people had to leave their hometowns and move to nearby Dengzhou.More than ten years ago, Ding Guogong Pei Zhen led the army to capture Hucheng and provided Lingzhou with strategic protection. This made this fertile area stable, and now it is gradually reappearing the prosperity of the pre-Wei period.

The people of Lingzhou are very grateful to Pei Zhen, and almost every household enshrines his tablet.

In an exquisite and quiet manor in the east of the city, Chen Xizhi stood by the railing, looking at the gray winter sky, and said with a smile, "You all dream of taking back Tiger City, right?"

Standing not far away is an elegant man in his 30s, who looks like a Confucian scholar who has read poetry and books-if you ignore the callus on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.

The man smiled lightly: "You should dream of returning to Kyoto for revenge, right?"

Chen Xizhi's eyes were fixed, and then he burst into a charming smile, and said slightly sarcastically: "I heard that you Xiwu people like to play with various rankings, and you are ranked sixth in the latest ranking of martial arts masters?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't want to fight with you today."

Chen Xizhi raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm not talking about that. The direct descendant of Dongshan Wang's Overlord Sword, the sixth master of martial arts, can only pick up the teeth of others?"

The man stretched his arms and sighed: "Who made me stupid since I was a child, of course I can only learn from you."

Chen Xizhi giggled coquettishly, gave him a sidelong glance and said, "You risked such a big risk to enter the beam alone, wouldn't it be just to learn the art of lip and tongue from me?"

Even though this man was known for his perseverance in Western Wu, at this moment he was also a little embarrassed by the fierceness and directness of the woman in front of him. He coughed lightly and said: "The lady from the Chen family was so beautiful back then. The younger generation is very envious, and when they heard that the Chen family has produced a proud daughter of the heavens, they wanted to come over and have a look, and talk about things by the way."

Chen Xizhi smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

The man said in a deep voice, "Cooperation."

Chen Xizhi stretched out his hand to tease the ends of his hair, tilted his head like a young girl, his eyes were like crescent moons, and said softly, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)