Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 99 Swap out Yang Gao
The rusty iron door was pushed open, and a stench came out.

The lantern in Fang Yao's hand shook slightly, and the dim light barely illuminated an inch of ground under her feet.

"You are wronged, my lord, the little ones are wronged..."

"Oh, hello, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

"Let me out, let me out!"

The corridor extends to an unknown dark end, and howling and moaning seem to pass through time and space, coming from the deep hell.

Every sound is heartbroken.

Fang Yao, who has been in prison once, knows the darkness of this place. Last time in Liyang County, if she hadn't said that she was the wife of Imperial Doctor Cui, all the old and young in Lijia Village would have been dragged out to take turns beating the board.

In this ghost place, most of the methods used to interrogate prisoners are simple and rude words, hit!

Whoever is beaten first can't stand it anymore and confesses, and the rest will be left to fate.

Such a ghostly place full of grievances and sorrows, when Fang Yao was taken out of the prison by Fan Chen, she secretly swore that she would never come in again in the future!
Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he was slapped in the face.

When Chu Xihou asked Fang Yao if she needed his help, the old carpenter's words popped up in her mind almost instantly.

"Master Fang, don't go in this place, I'll ask Master Yang for you if you have any questions..." Chu Nan looked at Fang Yao's bright side face and said in a low voice.

"No, some things need to be discussed face to face." Fang Yao turned to look at Chu Nan who was wearing a purple robe, "Besides, this place is filthy and dirty, young master, you are dressed in brocade clothes, so you should just wait outside stop."

After she finished speaking, she asked the jailer to lead the way. Chu Nan stood at the door with his mouth open. Finally, he silently looked at her back and disappeared around the corner of the steps.

The more you walk in, the smell of feet, sweat, and feces and urine are mixed together. Fang Yao, who has experienced many battles, can't help but her stomach churns.

On the mottled and damp ground, there are suspicious water stains and grains of new or old rat droppings everywhere.

There are prison cells on both sides of the aisle. The people inside sensed someone coming in. Some of them collapsed on the ground like dead people, and some jumped up suddenly, hugging the wooden railing and shouting mournfully: "My lord, my lord, the little one is wronged, wronged!" of--"

Fang Yao tried her best not to look sideways, she really didn't want to see the miserable conditions of those people.

Finally, the jailer stopped in front of a cell, took out a jingling key, opened the wooden gate, and shouted at a big black shadow nestled in the corner: "Yang Gao, come out, someone will pick you up!" out!"

The person inside moved first, but then didn't respond for a while.

Fang Yao held the lantern: "Hey, come out quickly, or I will regret coming to protect you."

This is what she said in her heart. With a chance to get a thousand taels of silver, she exchanged such a fat man for returning, and her aching little heart still hasn't recovered.

"Master Fang?!"

The black shadow in the cell suddenly stood up, rushed out quickly, and asked in disbelief, "It's really you?"

As they got closer, Fang Yao could clearly see Yang Gao's appearance through the halo of the lantern.

In less than a day, his body was already covered in filth, his face was bruised and purple, his eyes, which were originally small, were swollen into two slits, and the corners of his mouth were also obviously red and swollen.

Good guy, this is not just a board, but a group beating, right?
Yang Gao didn't seem to believe that she was the one who came over, so he took a quick look behind him, and seeing that there was no one else, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Fang Yao didn't want to stay here too long, and urged: "Let's go, let's talk about it later."

"Can you really go out?" Yang Gao still couldn't believe it.

The jailer said impatiently: "You fat man is so smudged. Didn't you see that the door was open? In order to catch you during the day, you hurt several of our brothers. Someone is willing to bail you out. You should quickly burn incense."

Yang Gao glared at him, "You're talking so much fucking nonsense, I'd better take off the chains on my body first."

"..."

Fang Yao lowered her head and found that Yang Gao's hands and feet were wrapped with thick iron chains that were two fingers wide.

She has experience in "prison" and knows that in Daxiangguo's cell, except for felony crimes, most prisoners don't need to wear any bracelets when they are locked up.

All the way she walked in, she didn't see a few people like Yang Gao.

Yang Gaoneng was treated like this, probably because he beat up officers and soldiers in addition to spreading rumors about the war.

After the chain was untied, Yang Gao stretched his muscles and grinned.

Someone in the aisle recognized Yang Gao and screamed, "It's you, fat man, who made me miserable! Why are you still going out!"

Fang Yao felt a sudden pain in her head, and waved her hand, signaling to leave quickly.

Yang Gaoyuan paused, and finally followed her silently.

The two went out one after the other, while Chu Nan was still waiting outside.

"Young Master, I'm sorry to trouble you." Fang Yao thanked.

Chu Nan chuckled: "It's okay, I need to trouble Master Fang to stay at the mansion for a few days, Master Fan will arrive soon."

"..."

Fang Yao felt that she was really sad.

I thought that what Chu Xihou said, these things probably had nothing to do with her.

She still planned to get Yang Gao out, and asked the old carpenter to help her rebuild and strengthen the carriages and ox carts for free, and then she could lead everyone on the road.

Unexpectedly, before she stepped out of Chu Xihou's study, the latter reminded her that before Fan Chen arrived, she was not allowed to leave the Chu residence at will.

Sure enough, there is nothing perfect in this world, let alone a pie in the sky.

Fan Chen, whom she thought she would never see again, is coming back again!
Yang Gao pointed to himself: "Then what about me, Young Master, can I go now?"

Chu Nan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Pretending to be a master and wantonly spreading war rumors will disturb the hearts of the people. You can't leave until the matter is investigated."

Yang Gao: "..."

Soon, both of them were sent to the courtyard of the Chu Mansion for special guests. The environment was good, but there were guards outside the door all the time.

After Chu Nan left, Yang Gao looked around and said in a low voice, "Master Fang, are we under house arrest?"

"It's about the same." Fang Yao sighed, "Go, I have something to talk to you about."

The two entered the house and closed the door.

After deliberately walking a few steps into the back room, Fang Yao stopped, lowered her voice, and frowned slightly: "What's going on here? You are the one who is talking about the war?"

Yang Gao didn't hide it either: "I said it."

It turned out to be him!
Fang Yao glared at him, "You have nothing to do with your nonsense, and I was also left behind."

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Yang Gao's eyes widened, and he said anxiously, "I heard people say this in Zhaonan before!"

Zhao Nan?

Why is it here again? !
She hurriedly asked: "Who did you listen to?"

"It's a long story."

"what?"

Yang Gao sat down, poured a cup of tea by himself, drank five or six cups in a row, and then said in a low voice: "I was not very old at that time, and I followed my uncle to Zhaonan for the second time..."

They transported a dozen boxes and sent them to a village on the border between Zhaonan and Nanman.

The village is located deep in the jungle, with a strange name, and it is said that everyone in it knows the art of witchcraft.

Fang Yao's throat felt a little dry: "The art of witchcraft?"

(End of this chapter)