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Chapter 713 Chapter 712
Apart from this reason, Qi Baoer really can't think of the sect to let these disciples who only know papermaking or wine making come out, but in the end it is an experience that can't bring back any obvious benefits. What the hell is it trying to experience?

Naturally, Jun Chenyuan didn't know about these things of experience, and it was impossible for him not to agree to the things that Qi Bao'er proposed that were obviously beneficial to himself and the Qilin Kingdom, as long as he had no brains.

If another person came to ask him this kind of request that all the benefits are on his side, he would definitely doubt whether the other party has another purpose; and the little girl in front of him doesn't need to have this kind of knowledge at all. concern.

Smiling and nodding, "Then it's better to be obedient than to be respectful. Don't worry, your people, I will not have any restrictions on them. They are willing to help and are the great benefactors of the Qilin Kingdom. How can I treat them again?" thought?"

Jun Chenyuan is really handsome. He always has a deadpan face on weekdays. He has the aura of a person and the dragon's prestige. It is difficult for people to pay attention to his appearance. They dare not look up.

But now, the aura on his body has lost its coldness at some point, with a faint warmth that is not easy to detect.

Qi Baoer, who had seen countless handsome Ah Piao in the underworld, was shaken at the sight, but it was only shaken for less than two seconds, and then she nodded with a smile.

"Your Highness, I plan to go to the prison to see the Shang family, is it possible?"

Jun Chenyuan was stunned by her words, but the little girl gave him such a big benefit, it seemed inappropriate for him to insist on saying no; moreover, he found that he seemed to be very nervous about the little girl's request. It is difficult to object.

What's more, he believed that even if he disagreed, the little girl would go by herself.

It's better to agree, at least she can tell him the time, and he can help hide it.

I had no choice but to suppress my voice and said helplessly: "Try not to let people find out."

After a pause, he added: "Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice is a lonely person."

Saying this, it can be said that Qi Baoer has been classified as one of his own.

The emperor is still here, and the minister of punishment is already the prince's man, what do you mean?

Qi Baoer just smiled and said nothing, she didn't understand anything anyway.
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At night, in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the men's prison.

In the cell where the Shang family was held, Shang Chengfeng was lying on a 'bed' covered with weeds in the corner, covered with a quilt whose original color could no longer be seen from the bed.

The once loyal Minister of the Ministry of War, looking at it now, his black hair has turned into a messy hair covered with many weeds; his pale face seems to be more than ten years old; the whole person is even more His spirit was gone, and he looked completely decadent.

Mr. Shang approached with a broken bowl, knelt down and looked at his old father worriedly, "Father, drink some water."

Shang Chengfeng looked up at him blankly, then shook his head.

Knowing that his father was stubborn, Mr. Shang couldn't persuade him any more. He got up and went to Mr. Shang who was leaning on the prison pillar, and handed over the bowl in his hand, "Drink, third brother."

Third Young Master Shang also shook his head, "Brother, I already drank it in the afternoon, so you drank two sips of water in the morning, it's still you."

Water is only delivered to their cell once a day, just the broken bowl in his elder brother's hand.

They all knew that it was that bastard surnamed Fang who used this method to force his father because his father was unwilling to confess according to the other party's wishes.

Not to mention that the father himself didn't want to violate the bottom line, even they didn't want to take advantage of that dog's heart.

Why don't they just let them lack water, and if they have the ability, they will die of thirst directly.

Young Master Shang twitched the corner of his mouth, and then handed the bowl to Second Young Master Shang, "Second Brother, drink some, your lips are cracked."

But the Second Young Master Shang clung to the prison post as if he hadn't heard it, poking his neck as if he was listening to something.

No one knew that the second young master of the Shang family had very strong hearing. He couldn't hear voices hundreds of miles away like a god-man, but here, he could barely hear the movement outside the prison.

Mr. Shang fell silent when he saw his appearance. People who have been in prison for so many days have been cured even if they have a cleanliness habit. They sat down cross-legged, regardless of whether the floor was dirty or not.

After a few breaths, Second Young Master Shang whispered: "Brother, I seem to have heard the voice of Qi Shilang."

The eyes of the eldest son Shang and the third son of the monk were all bright, and there was an inexplicable trust and expectation in Qi Baoer's heart when Qi Baoer rescued them from the imperial secretary.

It's not that I hope that Qi Bao'er can rescue them, they are not so unreasonable; but I hope that after seeing their current situation, Qi Bao'er can properly help them improve, at least don't just have a bowl of water a day.

After a while, Qi Baoer, who was wearing a black cloak, strode in, followed only by Twelve, who was carrying two oversized food boxes.

Only then did the fashionable family members notice that it seemed that the servants in the cell hadn't come to patrol their side for quite a while.

The men from the Shang family were also locked in the inner part of the alley. Of the cells on the left and right in the entire alley, only one of them was locked, which made it easier for them to talk.

Twelve put down the food box and retreated to the prison alley to stare at.

"My lord, I'm here to see you." Qi Bao'er glanced at Shang Chengfeng inside, there was no pity or contempt in his eyes, as plain as ever.

Then he retracted his gaze and squatted down without paying attention to the dirt on the ground, and opened the food box.

Seeing Qi Bao'er for real, the three sons of the Shang family felt cramped instead. The three who were all attached to the prison pillar had retreated to the side of Shang Chengfeng inside at some point. At this time, the one who was closest to the prison pillar, It's also the most courageous among the juniors of the Shang family, and also the youngest one except for the milk baby in the women's prison.

In Qi Baoer's impression, the child who was fat and fat, and looked silly and silly, now looks thinner, and the innocence of the past is gone in the eyes, only fear, vigilance and longing when looking at food .

Qi Baoer wanted to smile at the child, but she couldn't.

Sighing silently in his heart, he took out one of the bowls of braised pork on the top shelf of the food box on the left and passed it in through the gap in the prison post, "Does Qingbao still remember me?"

Qing Bao looked at Qi Bao'er timidly, and immediately lowered his eyes after only one glance, swallowed his saliva and nodded, "Remember, you are Master Qi."

This fashionable eldest son carried Shang Chengfeng on his back, and the second son and the third son came over while stroking Shang Chengfeng from left to right.

Shang Chengfeng leaned on Young Master Shang's back, his voice was already as angry as silk, "Girl, you shouldn't have come."

Qing Bao didn't dare to go forward to pick up the meat, so Qi Bao'er had to put the meat on the ground, and went to get other things, "My lord, how can there be so many right and wrong in this world? I just do what I want, and I just do it with a clear conscience." it is good."

Young Master Shang and the others carefully put Shang Chengfeng down, and Shang Chengfeng grabbed the prison post with one hand, watching Qi Baoer, who was constantly stuffing food into the prison through the cracks of the prison post outside the prison, his eyes gradually became moist.

He said, "Girl, I haven't met an enemy."

(End of this chapter)