With Xiu Xiu's help, Si Qi entered the world.

The dark vision gradually became clear, and the sounds of the noisy conversations in the streets came from far away and finally fell into his ears.

"Are you tired, Erlang?"

Si Qi turned his head and looked at the woman beside him who was looking at him with concern.

Willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, skin as white as cream, and a face as beautiful as a fairy. At this moment, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, hiding a worried look, with a tender look from the heart that was pitiful.

The instinct left in the original owner's body made Si Qi subconsciously pretend to be fine. His face was calm, and he said weakly: "I'm not tired, sister, don't worry."

The woman took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on Si Qi's forehead: "You have just recovered from a serious illness. If there is anything urgent, it doesn't matter if you do it later."

Si Qi recalled the original owner's memory and shook his head slowly: "I missed it, I don't know when I have to wait."

Hearing this, the woman's eyes were more worried. She wanted to persuade him again, but thinking of her brother's distress at the moment, she sighed silently and said no more.

"Then take a short break at the tea stand. I'll get you a cup of tea to quench your thirst. It won't be a problem now."

Si Qi dragged his tired and weak body all the way. At this moment, he was breathing heavily and his eyes were black.

Seeing that his physical condition was indeed not good, Si Qi nodded slightly and sat down at the roadside tea stand with the help of his sister.

Unlike the original owner who was energetic and had endless energy in the previous world, the original owner this time was a scholar with a clear mind and a variety of thinking.

His memory was so good that Si Qi could remember every line of the book he had read several worlds ago.

With such a good brain as an aid, he could get twice the result with half the effort...

Xixi suddenly issued a warning: [Master! ! Si Peihuan is in danger!!

Si Qi raised his head quickly, his eyes, which were originally a little tired and sleepy, were now as cold as a frost blade, looking straight at the woman not far away.

The woman was terrified, and the tea and cakes she had brought for her brother were all knocked to the ground. A group of servants who appeared out of nowhere surrounded her and shouted at her.

Her petite figure kept trying to struggle and dodge in the crowd, but was blocked again and again, looking quite helpless.

Seeing this, the people around fled in all directions, and there was only that area in the huge street that was empty.

A young man wearing a satin purple shirt, a white jade belt on his waist, and gold silk soft boots on his feet stood in front of the woman with his hands behind his back.

His eyebrows were drooping, his smile was lewd, he patted the cake crumbs that had stained his body, whether intentionally or by coincidence, he stretched out his fingers to pinch the woman's fair chin, and looked at the woman's appearance wantonly, as if evaluating her. His face was obscene, and his attitude was frivolous.

The woman's face was pale, and she begged and resisted something, but the young man grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully, trying to take her away.

The servants around him all had a happy look on their faces, with smiles on their faces, as if they were trying to please him.

Si Qi stood up with the help of the table, picked up the bench behind him without saying a word, and threw it over.

The heavy object fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the servants looked over here in astonishment, and the young man's action of robbing the woman was temporarily interrupted.

Si Qi strode in, his face cold and his tone chilling: "Let me go!"

The young man looked away from the stool, glanced at Si Qi contemptuously, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "This woman soiled my clothes, she should apologize to me! Since she is not bad looking, I don't want her to do anything. She just needs to accompany me for a drink and make me happy! Don't be so rude and disturb my fun. I will let your sister go in the evening or tomorrow morning."

What he said was really outrageous.

Si Peihuan stretched out her hand in fear with tears in her eyes, trying to grab the hem of her younger brother's clothes, and kept saying, "I didn't mean to do that, he just rushed over suddenly..."

Si Qi comforted his sister and ordered the young man again, "Let go!"

After that, he slapped the young man's wrist, brought his sister over, and hid her behind him.

The young man looked at his hand in astonishment, obviously not expecting that the pale and sickly man would be so swift, and he was caught off guard for a moment, and he was snatched away by him.

His face turned ugly at that time, and his dark eyes looked at Si Qi viciously, looking at his appearance. He

was wearing a rough linen shirt and no pendants, and looked like a poor scholar, which was completely different from himself. In

this day and age, it is not a big deal for the second generation of officials to rob women and oppress the people.

If you endure it when it happens to you, the problem may only be a tragedy for one or two people, and if you are lucky, your life will not be harmed.

If you don't know how to raise your head, report it to the government. Well, the whole family will die. Are you

angry and want to file a complaint and seek an explanation?

You can go to King Yanluo to seek justice for you.

The young man looked unruly and waved his hands. A group of servants quickly surrounded him. One of them reached out and grabbed the woman's arm, scaring her to let out a helpless scream.

She knew that if she was taken away at this moment, she would be treated in the future, and how people around her would point fingers at her in the future, and she would never be able to raise her head for the rest of her life.

In a panic, she suddenly saw her younger brother's face was even colder and gloomier than usual. His body, which was originally weak, now looked particularly majestic and tall, protecting her tightly behind him. His slender pale hand grabbed the servant's wrist, and with a snap, he broke the joint directly, causing the other party to let out a heart-wrenching wail of pain, which shocked Si Peihuan.

Si Qi forced one person to retreat, took out an article from his arms, and hurriedly stuffed it into Si Peihuan's hand. His expressionless face was particularly calm at this moment. He looked at the girl's red eyes from crying and said earnestly: "Send this article to Mr. Chu of Xinyue Tea House for me, and state that it was written by the judge who missed the imperial examination due to illness. If he is interested, tell him about my current situation."

Si Qi's tone was calm, making it impossible to refuse: "Go, don't stop."

The girl's almond eyes widened, tears still flowing unconsciously. She wanted to stay, but after hearing what her brother said, she nodded heavily with a firm look.

Si Qi gently pushed her on the back and sent her out of the encirclement. He picked up a broom at the door of an inn on the side of the road, stepped on the top of the broom and broke it, took out a wooden stick and held it in his hand, looking at the people in front of him.

The young master looked at the scholar's frail appearance with a half-smile, glanced at the woman, and didn't care too much. He said arrogantly and sneered: "Teach this brat a lesson for me, so that he will never meddle in other people's business again!"

Seeing this, Si Qi's heart sank slightly, and the vague guess in his mind finally came true.

Sure enough, the purpose of this dispute was not as simple as just being attracted by beauty.

The so-called raping a woman in the street was just a convenient excuse to prevent the matter from reaching another sensitive level. This trouble was designed for him from the beginning.

Si Qi was weak and could not resist for too long, let alone easily subdue people and escape as before.

He hit the servants' faces with the stick, breaking their noses and bleeding from their noses. A drop of blood flew out and just brushed the face of the young man who was standing outside watching the excitement with cold eyes, but the other party did not even blink.

From this reaction alone, it can be seen that the other party is not as arrogant and irrational as he pretends to be. Seeing Si Qi's eyes that can wake people up from nightmares, he just frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and laughed wantonly after a moment, saying loudly: "Break his legs for me!"

Si Qi was weak and his vision was blurred. He took a step back in a hurry and was almost hit on the back of his head by a stick. The weapon rubbed against his ear and it was burning.

He stood on the street, panting and holding the stick. All around were servants who were beaten and screaming, and the last few servants standing in front of the young master.

"I underestimated you." After several unsuccessful attacks, the young master looked gloomy, his eyes full of malice to kill Si Qi, and shouted: "A bunch of rubbish! You can't even take down a scholar! Move faster, or I will kill you alive!"

The servants hurriedly stood up, glaring at the weak and skinny scholar.

If the original owner was here, he would have been involved in the dispute by now, his sister would have been abducted, and he would have been beaten beyond recognition.

Not to mention taking the article to find that person, I'm afraid he won't be able to speak a complete sentence for the next few months.

After another half an incense stick of time, Si Qi's body was weak, and he could no longer hold the long stick. His knees softened and he fell to the ground.

Xiu Xiu was shouting in his mind, and seeing Si Qi being beaten, the little golden beans kept falling down, making a whimpering sound.

Several servants saw the opportunity, rushed over, grabbed Si Qi's shoulders fiercely, and pressed him roughly to the ground.

One of them brought him to the young master like a treasure, and looked like he would let the young master torture him.

The young master sneered and looked at the scholar in front of him. Seeing that the other party's eyes were cold, his face was indifferent, and he was not afraid at all, his mood became worse.

"Tough, huh? Better to be soft, huh?" The young master sneered, "He fought in the street, provoked his superiors, and injured many of my men. Let's send him to the government jail and see how long he can keep his mouth shut!"

The group roughly carried Si Qi to the government jail. Before the county magistrate showed up, the master hurried over. When he saw his fellow disciple lying in the middle with a limp body and his head hanging down as if he was unconscious, he got anxious.

"What's going on?"

Si Qi heard the familiar voice and slowly raised his head. The master and Si Qi looked at each other, and Si Qi looked at him calmly.

The master paused for a moment, then ran over with a flattering smile on his face, and said to the young master: "I haven't asked you who you are yet...?"

The purple-clothed young master said arrogantly: "I am the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Today, I have arrested a villain who committed a crime in the street for your yamen! According to the criminal law

, how should he be punished?" The master smiled more eagerly and flattered, and said: "So that's how it is, you really have a chivalrous heart! If you want to put someone in jail, you need a certificate and hand it over to the county magistrate for interrogation..."

"Shut up!" The young master's face darkened, pointing at the master's forehead and said: "What you said is the evidence! Why waste time with those useless pieces of paper? Do you think I will lie to fool you?"

"You are too kind, too kind. How dare I doubt you? It is absolutely not true." The teacher's forehead was sweating. He nodded and bowed, begging for forgiveness and stammering to make excuses. The county magistrate hurriedly ran out from the back. When he saw that the purple-clothed young man looked quite similar to the Minister of Revenue, he laughed before he came to greet him: "But the young man of the Minister of Revenue's family? Oh, after seeing him today, he is really as brave and extraordinary as the legend!"

The county magistrate was a seasoned man. When he saw Si Qi's miserable appearance at the moment, he knew that his chance to please his superior had come.

After hearing the crime that the purple-robed young master had assigned to Si Qi, he waved his hand and said with full energy: "So that's it! Such a villain appeared in the capital, committing murder in the street, so rampant! Someone, come! Take him to the prison, I want to have a thorough trial!"

Seeing this, the master's heart sank. He has been working here for many years, how could he not know how much suffering those ordinary people who offended dignitaries and were sent to prison would suffer. Being able to walk out alive is a blessing for the ancestors.

Seeing Si Qi being locked up by several yamen runners with chains, there was no escape. Then he looked at the county magistrate looking at the minister in a flattering way, full of flattering words. The master was so anxious that sweat was pouring down his forehead.

The young master's face was full of pleasure at being flattered. He nodded, as if he accepted the favor of the county magistrate, and said, "This villain has a rampant character and is born rebellious. It is difficult to deal with him with ordinary means."

The county magistrate said righteously, "Don't worry, young master. He will not be allowed to make excuses once he is in jail. No matter how stubborn a person is, after suffering some physical pain and heartache, he will admit everything after his spirit cannot bear it for long."

After speaking, as if he remembered some past events, he laughed more cruelly and bloodthirstyly, and said to Si Qi, "If you are smart and sensible, you might as well confess earlier. Otherwise, you will suffer from some disability and will never be able to pass the imperial examination in this life."

Si Qi just sneered when he heard it.

The young master thought that he was being shameless, so he tore off his face and ordered directly: "Don't delay any longer, take him to the prison and torture him immediately!"

Seeing this, the county magistrate smiled more eagerly, and looked at Si Qi with a look of schadenfreude. He nodded repeatedly and said: "Don't worry, young master, such a stubborn and vulgar villain should be taught a lesson."

After that, he ordered the master: "Write a confession and let him sign it later."

"..." The master's face turned pale and his body stood stiffly.

After a long time, under the repeated urging of the county magistrate, he walked to the desk in a daze, picked up the pen, and his eyes were full of pain.

Meanwhile, the elder sister, who had been running desperately without paying attention to other people's sight, finally arrived at the Xinyue Building.

With tears on her face, she hurried up to the second floor and asked in a sobbing voice, "Excuse me, where is the young master of the Chu family? I am the elder sister of the judge. I have something important to ask of you. I beg you to see me."

A woman's hoarse voice came from a private room not far away. Several men who were sitting opposite each other and talking in low voices paused for a moment.

Everyone looked at the young man who was sitting in the main seat, who was intimidating without being angry, as if waiting for his attitude.

"Mr. Si..."

an indifferent voice sounded slowly. The man seemed to remember something. After a moment, he said, "Please let her in."

As soon as the voice fell, the person guarding the door turned around and left, coming to Si Peihuan.

Si Peihuan stood in the hall, her cheeks slightly pink, beads of sweat slowly falling from her forehead, and her eyes, which looked like crying, were very charming, passing over her gentle and compassionate eyebrows.

Probably because of anxiety, Si Peihuan's breathing was rapid and her breath was like orchid. Her clothes were wet with sweat and stuck to her skin. Her chest rose and fell, attracting the attention of many people, making people feel eager and hot.

Seeing someone approaching her, Si Peihuan looked at the other person with sad eyes, as if asking for help. After confirming the other party's identity, she followed him directly, without paying any attention to the rules of separation between men and women, and walked into the private room anxiously.

The door was closed, blocking the view of outsiders. She quickly scanned the situation in the room, knelt down, saluted, and introduced herself. With the permission of the handsome man in the lead, she handed the article tightly held in her hand to the guard beside her, and the guard handed it to the man.

The man took it, spread it out and read it calmly.

Time passed unknowingly, and Si Peihuan felt that the days were like years. She watched the man's expression with her eyes until the other party suddenly changed his face, and the speed of browsing the article gradually increased. In the end, his emotions even leaked out and revealed a little bit of importance!

Si Peihuan's heart, which was so nervous that it was about to tremble, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the man wanted to read the article carefully again after finishing it, she begged hurriedly, "Sir, my brother is in danger right now, and I'm afraid his life is in danger! Please, for the sake of this article, save my life! I will be so grateful that I will work like a slave for you! Please save my brother!"

As she spoke, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged desperately.

Hearing this, the man slowly put down the article in his hand, looked at the woman who kept kowtowing for a few seconds, and asked her: "What's the situation? Tell me in detail."

Si Peihuan quickly raised her head from the ground, hurriedly told the whole story from beginning to end, and said nervously: "... This is what happened. I was trying to save me, so I suffered an unprovoked disaster. Please, please, please!"

Si Peihuan's appearance was indeed unquestionably beautiful. The young master took a look at her appearance, then looked at the article in his hand, stood up and said: "In this case, let's go."

Si Peihuan cried with joy and hurriedly took them to the scene of the incident.

In the damp and cold prison, Si Qi's hands were trapped by chains and he was pushed into the cell.

The heavy handcuffs made his already exhausted body even more exhausted.

He stood at the prison door, and was greeted by a foul, bloody, and pungent smell. The entire torture room was filled with black instruments of torture, and one could even see a lot of flesh and blood debris on them.

The blood residue on them had already turned black, and it was conceivable that the young man would be eager to use them on him later.

Surrounded by cold-faced prison guards who were watching him and making it impossible for him to escape, the young man walked over, surrounded by people, with a gloating and playful smile on his face, and he particularly enjoyed the pleasure of winning.

He had someone press Si Qi down on the chair, with his hands and feet tightly bound with chains. He looked at the torture instruments around with interest, picked up a blood-stained steel needle, and gently slid the tip of the needle across the sharp teeth of the instrument below. He said in amazement and shaking his head, "This young master is knowledgeable, but I have never seen so many torture instruments. I have to use them one by one later, otherwise it would be unfair to your pride.

"I just don't know how many torture instruments your delicate skin can withstand. Don't die too quickly. This young master doesn't have a hobby of torturing corpses..."

He looked at the jailer on the side, and the jailer immediately introduced it to the young master with a smile, "You might as well try this. Pull open the eyelids and stab the eyeballs, like piercing a white egg. No matter how tough a man is, he will cry out in pain when he sees this. It doesn't take much effort, and the blood won't flow much, so your clothes won't get dirty."

"Oh~" The young man didn't comment, picked up a strange-looking torture device that looked like a clamp, and said with a smile: "What is that?" "The

finger-picking flower, specially used for those thieves who steal things. When you press the mechanism, the finger will be gone with a snap, and a flower shape will be left on the broken part, which is very interesting."

The young man's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "This is good. A scholar should cherish his hands the most. Without fingers, how can he write articles?"

The jailer smiled and said: "But before that, you can use a steel needle to poke into the gap between his nails and pry off his nails one by one. "

Well, that sounds interesting~" The young man looked back and asked about the confession letter. Immediately, someone quickly handed him a list of crimes with the ink not yet completely dried.

He took it and took a look. The more he looked, the happier he smiled, and praised, "Not bad, you are sensible." He threw the confession letter in front of Si Qi and said with a smile, "Sign it."

Si Qi took a look at the false accusations that were completely unfair and ignored it. He said directly to the young master of the Ministry of Revenue, "Who sent you to cause trouble for me? "

The domineering smile on the young master's face paused slightly, and his pretentious and arrogant eyes became very cold in an instant. Looking at Si Qi, he seemed surprised that this humble ant, after suffering such a great injustice, was not full of grief and resentment in his heart, and had the energy to analyze the situation behind it.

Moreover, he used the word "send".

The young master of the Ministry of Revenue walked up with a smile, patted Si Qi on the face, and said wantonly: "Little thing, what do you know?"

Si Qi: "Aren't you curious why the people behind you are targeting me? Are you so willing to be a pawn and a knife for others? If you are held accountable afterwards, you, the scapegoat, will be the unlucky one. "

The face of the young master of the Ministry of Revenue darkened slightly. He slammed the finger flower on the table. His deep eyes seemed to see through the scholar in front of him, whether he was confident or just bluffing.

After a few seconds of silence, he sneered and said, "Do you think you are worthy of bringing misfortune to me? You are just a poor scholar with some talent and are valued by some people. So what? Even if you die, it is just something I can solve by punishing myself with three cups of wine."

He looked at Si Qi and said word by word, "You, to me, are nothing!" However,

Si Qi's attitude was even more disdainful than his. He chuckled and said in a firm tone, "You are panicking. "

The noble young master hated Si Qi's cold and arrogant look from beginning to end, as if there was nothing in the world that he could not bear. No matter how bad the situation was, he never changed his expression. Why?

He waved his hand, and someone grabbed Si Qi's hand with ink and forced it onto the confession.

Si Qi clenched his hands tightly, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pry them apart.

So several people came up to torture him. Xiu Xiu was so angry that he screamed and said he would take Si Qi away from this world. Before Si Qi could say anything to Xiu Xiu, the master suddenly came running over without stopping, his eyes wide open, and rushed to the door of the torture room and shouted loudly: "Stop it--!!"

Several yamen runners made a move, and the young master roared in anger: "Don't worry about him! Torture him! I want this bastard to die here today!"

The master hurriedly walked in and shouted: "Stop! Stop!!"

"Who do you think you are! How dare you go against me!" The young master curled his arms and slapped the master's left face hard. The master didn't dare to resist or hide. He could only hold his head with his hands and endure the violence. He said anxiously: "Someone came to take Si Ju away. The county magistrate ordered me to come here!!"

The young man paused and quickly looked at Si Qi with a look of doubt in his eyes.

What's going on? Is it really like what Si Qi just said...

Otherwise, how could the county magistrate have the courage to release people at the risk of offending him! !

Si Qi breathed a sigh of relief. After delaying for half a day, he finally caught up.

The master yelled at several prison guards to untie him. Si Qi's wrist was released. He rubbed his red skin that was stinging and was carefully helped up by the master.

The noble son couldn't accept it. He grabbed the master's collar and asked him, "Who is stealing someone from me? Who is it?"

The master seemed to want to laugh. The corners of his mouth moved, but he suppressed his emotions and looked at him helplessly, "It's..."

Si Qi straightened his clothes, slowly and gracefully. He glanced at him with his usual contemptuous eyes and sneered, "It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

His Royal Highness... The

noble son's face turned pale, his body shook, and he subconsciously loosened his hand holding the master's collar.

He had planned everything, but he didn't expect that he would suffer here.

Si Qi walked up to him and patted his face. He patted hard, and the sound of the pat was loud, but he didn't dare to move.

Si Qi took a half step closer, leaned close to his ear, and said to him: "I am an ant? Huh? Punish myself with three cups? Haha..."

Si Qi stood up, looked at him, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is outside, you can quickly take out the wine and drink with him. Let's see..."

"Will he drink three cups with you?"

The author has something to say: Don't ask why I suddenly updated five chapters. If you ask, it's because the weather is good today 2333. (There are too many drafts in stock, and I don't feel anything when I post more than 30,000 words in one breath...囧) I personally like this copy very much, and I want to let you see it as soon as possible.