I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 42
Soon, Zhu Qilu was taken to the prison cell, but because of his status, no one dared to torture him, so he had to wait on him.

"I advise you to be more acquainted and let me out. I can consider not holding you accountable."

"If you wait for me to go out, you people won't be able to eat and walk around!"

In the cell, Zhu Qilu threatened the jailer who delivered the food for him, but the person who came did not show any threat to Zhu Qilu, but just took out the food from the food box on his own.

"Hey, are you deaf? Did you hear me!" Zhu Qilu couldn't help being furious when he saw that the visitor was so contemptuous of him. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and threatened viciously.

"Don't waste your time, old Han is deaf and dumb, and can't hear you." A weak voice came from the next cell.

"Who are you?" Zhu Qilu asked in a deep voice when he heard the voice from the cell next door, and couldn't care less about angering the jailer.

"The old man has been in this cell for 30 or [-] years. Don't care about the name! If you don't have an appetite, you can send the food to the old man."

"Send it to him." Zhu Qilu frowned, pointed to the food on the table, and pointed to the cell next door.

Old Hantou understood Zhu Qilu's meaning, put away the food on the table, turned and went to the next cell.

"Ha, there are still such food. I haven't seen meat for many years!" There was an exclamation from the cell next door, followed by a burst of gobbling.

The other party in front of him was full and burped in satisfaction, Zhu Qilu asked again: "Who are you?"

Perhaps because of Zhu Qilu's meal, the tone of the people in the cell next door also improved a lot: "Old man Wang Shizhen, you were convicted at Daliyi! I have been in this cell for almost 30 years. This cell is not something that ordinary people can do." Can come in!"

As a clan, Zhu Qilu naturally knew what the Dali Conference represented, he quickly skipped this topic, and asked instead: "What do you mean by what you just said?"

"What the old man means is that as long as you enter this cell, don't even think about going out completely."

"Hahaha, stay and be my companion! This old man likes you the most, a young man with delicate skin and tender flesh. Come here and let this old man see you."

The tone of Wang Shizhen in the next cell became more and more crazy, because he was insane for too long.

After Zhu Qilu heard Wang Shizhen's words, his expression was no longer as confident as before when he came in, and his whole body seemed to lose his strength. He fell to the ground and murmured: "No, it's impossible, I'm from Hanbo in Pingliang Prefecture! I'm from the royal family Clan! The current emperor is my uncle! Come, let me out."

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The Forbidden City, the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Jiajing looked at the several Leifa cheat books handed over by Lu Fang, and couldn't help being 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 in Longhu Mountain, relying on your majesty's holiness! Your Majesty's feat of fasting for the people for fifteen days has spread all over the country, and the people are all grateful."

"Okay, okay, there is no need to tell me these words! Longhushan has made meritorious deeds, so let's 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 own answer: "Give Zhengyi a heir to teach Baoguang Dazheng, who is in charge of the world's Taoist affairs, and give them a plaque, just write Longhushan!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will do it now." Lu Fang bowed and left quickly.

After Lu Fang left, Jiajing opened the Leifa secret book that he had sent, and had a good time thinking about it.

"This one won't work, this one won't work either, this one suits my wishes!"

After Jiajing said that, he picked out one of the many thunder methods, and saw that its cover had already turned yellow. The title of the book was "Dongxuan Yushu Thunder Dafa". Lei Fa fits well with him.

"Your Majesty, please see King Han Fanzhao of Pingliang Mansion!" A eunuch hurried over with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Didn't I say that? I've been sick recently, and I haven't seen anyone." Jiajing frowned, and sent the eunuch who would report back.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The eunuch who came to report breathed a sigh of relief, and then left quickly.

"Reporting to King Zhao, His Majesty has been ill recently and has not seen anyone."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Eunuch." Upon hearing this, King Zhao had a look of deep disappointment on his face.

King Zhao's name is Zhu Zaimi, he is the current patriarch of Han Fan in Pingliang Prefecture, and he is currently running around because of the crime committed by his son Zhu Qilu, and he is very busy.

In recent days, the public opinion turmoil in the capital has intensified, not only the reputation, but also the business of my family in the capital has been greatly affected. Not only the original customers have severed relations with their shops, but even the old Yan Shifan who has always supported his family He also cut off communication with himself.

Whenever he thinks of the absurd things that his rebellious son has committed, Zhu Zaimi becomes very angry. Now that such a big mess has been poked out, he has to let go of this old face and wipe his ass everywhere as a father.

Seeing that the relationship on the emperor's side couldn't work out, Zhu Zaibi hesitated for a long time, called out his attendants, and prepared to go to Yan's house for a try.

Capital, Yan Mansion.

Zhao Wang Zhu Zaimi passed through the back door of the Yan Mansion and entered it without attracting anyone's attention.

As soon as he entered it, Yan Shifan greeted him with a smile on his face: "His Royal Highness Zhao Wang can visit this mansion in person, it really makes this mansion flourish!"

"Where is there, I wonder if your father is there?" After a few pleasantries, Zhu Zaimi couldn't help asking 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 housekeeper to lead the way.

"Father is inside, King Zhao, go in!"

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, several people soon came to Yan Song's study, Yan Shifan stopped and motioned Zhu Zaimi to go in alone.

"That's good, Xiao Ge is old." Zhu Zaibi nodded, then pushed the door open and entered.

Yan Shifan looked at the back of Zhu Zaimi entering the study, and couldn't help showing a hint of mockery on his face: "Wait, no one can escape!"

"How is Mr. Yan Ge?" Zhu Zaimi entered the study, looked at Yan Song, who was lying on the chair casually, and greeted softly.

"Oh, Prince Zhao is here, I have seen His Royal Highness Zhao!" Yan Song got off his chair, put down the book in his hand, and wanted to salute Zhu Zaibi.

"No need, Mr. Yan Ge, please get up quickly!" Seeing Yan Song's attitude, Zhu Zaimi couldn't help being surprised, and quickly helped Yan Song up.

After helping Yan Song back to his original position, Zhu Zaimi slowly said: "This king will not go around the corner anymore. Today, this king is here for my worthless son. I would like to ask the old man to make it easier for me!"

"This... If there are other matters, I can help you a little bit, King Zhao, please go back!" Yan Song hesitated for a moment, and refused aloud.

"After the matter is completed, all the properties under the name of our Pingliang Mansion will have a share of Ge Lao!" Seeing Yan Song's refusal, Zhu Zaimi thought that the price was not enough, and then raised the price again.

"King Zhao, you should take a look." Yan Song sighed, and then handed over the confession.

Zhu Zaimi took the statement from Yan Song, and after seeing what was recorded above, he couldn't help saying angrily: "This bastard should really be cut alive!"

After venting his anger, Zhu Zaimi's tone softened a bit: "Mr. Yan Ge, there are only two heirs in my Pingliang Mansion who can inherit the family business. The boss is not in good health, and his life depends on soup and medicine! And I usually have a lot of affairs, yes His negligence in discipline, coupled with his mother's doting, made this big mistake."

"Forgive him this time, I will discipline him well in the future! Could it be that Mr. Yan Ge has the heart to see me as an extinct descendant in Pingliang Mansion?" Zhu Zai finished speaking tearfully, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Have you finished? Your Highness, please go back! The trial will be held tomorrow." Yan Song was completely unmoved after hearing Zhu Zaimi's crying, but said coldly.

"Okay, you don't want to help, right? At worst, I'll kneel there and beg for mercy tomorrow!"

"Your Highness, please go back." After Yan Song finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to the book in his hand.

(End of this chapter)