Inside the dark and damp dungeon.
There were two jailers wearing navy blue prison robes, black single hats, and one-handed swords hanging from their waists lazily slumped in their chairs...
In their hands was a crude bowl.
Inside the bowl was some cloudy brown liquor.
Occasionally unspoken light touch the rim of the bowl sip, and then pick up a peanut from the table dish slowly thrown into the mouth, indescribable cozy ......
Just let them drink and then small mouth, the rough bowl of brown wine also gradually bottomed out.
After three rounds.
The night is still long, but the wine is gone!
Drinking the last mouthful of brown wine, the young jailer obviously not yet finished, with a questioning gaze to the old jailer, and quietly skimmed the cell next to him.
The old jailer followed his gaze.
Only to see that inside the bars sitting cross-legged a purple-clothed teenager.
The young man wore a purple and gold crown, gold silk boots, waist hanging jade, in front of a few dishes of exquisite small dishes, a pot of wine spreading the fragrance of wine .......
Shook his head at the teenager who was sipping alone in the bar.
The old jailer whispered, "Zhang Xiao Er you fucking don't want to live, want to rob the little marquis of wine?"
The jailer named Zhang Xiao Er skimmed his mouth.
Unimpressed, he said, "What are you afraid of this kind of dude who forcibly snatches people's daughters, boils the eagle and walks the dog, and drills the hook fence all year round?
In the past, it's not a problem, this time, he got into the head of Xibo Hou, His Majesty personally ordered to arrest him, can he still get out?"
"Then you can try."
The old jailer saw Zhang Xiao Er's unbridled words and stopped admonishing him.
With his arms wrapped around him he heatedly sneered, "Regardless of who he has messed with, as long as he is still the Little Marquis, he is not someone like you who can be messed with.
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I will advise you one thing.
Don't think that just because you are a martial artist, how can you be in Chang'an City... Martial artist... Count as a martial artist?"
Zhang Xiao Er's face turned slightly green.
Wrapping his prison robe tightly around his body, he leaned against the wall and pretended to sleep.
Those eyes, however, looked grimly at the Little Marquis who was leisurely sipping in the railing.
As a second-grade martial artist, although he was forced to devote himself to being a jailer, he had a fierce tiger in his chest and vast ambitions.
He had always disliked this kind of dude who bullied men and women based on his birthright.
More than once, he thought...
If I Zhang Xiao Er is not the son of a merchant but the son of a marquis, I would have already stepped into the threshold and become a cultivator famous Chang'an.
In front of me, this waste has an empty cultivation qualification, all kinds of resources and treasures are squandered casually but do not know how to cherish.
The whole day with a group of evil servants waving through the city to boil eagle walking dog, so far only a first grade martial artist .......
This kind of waste.
In addition to good-looking, someone in the dynasty, the family has money outside what else?
The more I think about it, the more angry I get.
Zhang Xiao Er leaned against the wall and snorted coldly.
Although the voice is small.
Nay this prison at this time quiet some excessive ......
Only to see that the defeated dude waste slowly raised his head, revealing a clear face: "Zhang Er Er seems to have some opinions about this marquis?"
"I dare not!"
Zhang Xiao Er previously said not afraid, at this time straight face this dude actually unconsciously forehead sweating.
"I just have an itchy throat, I hope you'll forgive me for disturbing the little marquis!"
Looking at Zhang Xiao Er's terrified attitude.
That young man let out a young sigh.
Turned his back and looked at the moonlight that was sparsely leaking in through the window, somewhat despondent ......
"Old me really did cross the fucking line!"
Chen Zhi An was originally a fish killer in Blue Star One.
More than ten years of fish-killing career made his heart long ago become as cold as the knife in his hand.
In order to find the lost heart.
He did all the good things while killing fish.
Helping neighbors to open sewers, install computers, repair air conditioners ......
With his solid repair skills, he was the director of the industry committee for two consecutive terms.
Since he and his girlfriend parted ways, the money he earned from killing fish was even given to the poor people on the street who had no clothes on their backs ......
I was not struck by lightning, and I was not curious about what buttons were clicked, but I just rested for a while when I helped the old king next door to pass the sewer on a business trip, and then I somehow crossed over.
Became the small marquis of the Great Tang Kingdom in this great desert world ......
The original owner is also called Chen Zhi An, the third son of Chen Liou Hou of the Great Tang Dynasty.
Is a real dude.
This year is only seventeen years old, is already Chang'an City various hooks on the guest.
The whole day and a group of friends in Chang'an City, looking for fun, boiled eagle walking dogs, hook rail listening to music, night and day, day for the bride .......
And the reason why the little marquis was put in the prison is also the blame.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was so excited by my friends that I did the robbing of the people in public.
If it was a commoner, it would have been fine.
This time, he bullied to the head of the Xi Bo Hou, robbed the male disguised as a female Xining County Lord .......