Chapter 59 Sir, are you afraid?
Shen Zhejiang moved his fingertips, wanting to touch Xiao Zhinian and tell him not to be sad, but he couldn't lift his hand no matter what. He just said, "I know you will... ahem... you will come, I believe you."
Xiao Zhinian lowered his head, his voice tinged with hoarse tears: "It must be painful, isn't it? It's all my fault. I got you into trouble."
"Ahem," Shen Zhejiang said in a vague voice, "...it's not you, don't cry."
"I'll take you and we'll go home together."
Xiao Zhinian picked up Shen Zhejiang horizontally, stood up, and walked towards the prison door.
But at this moment, the damp and gloomy corridor suddenly lit up, and the sound of footsteps was uniform, surrounding Xiao Zhinian and the other person.
Xiao Zhinian glanced around coldly, and was a little surprised when he saw Prefect Yang leisurely coming in from behind the group of jailers.
He didn't faint, it seemed like this was a trap that had been prepared in advance.
Prefect Yang glanced at Xiao Zhinian, then turned to Shen Zhejiang, and said with a fake smile, "Your Majesty, how are you?"
Xiao Zhinian said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way."
Prefect Yang pinched his beard and asked, "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"
"What does it have to do with you?" Xiao Zhinian shouted sternly, hugging Shen Zhejiang and walking out, "Get out of the way!"
At this moment, a knife appeared in front of Xiao Zhinian, blocking his way.
Xiao Zhinian frowned and asked, "Yang Shihui, are you going to rebel?"
"Ah, Your Majesty, this is wrong," Prefect Yang argued, "The man in Your Majesty's hands is a serious criminal. As the saying goes, the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people. Your Majesty blatantly took this thief away. Are you trying to protect him? If so, how can Your Majesty convince the people?"
"It's not your turn to judge whether my husband is mine or not! I'll ask you again, do you want to get out of here or not?"
Xiao Zhinian glared at Yang Shihui sideways, wishing he could chop off his smug dog head right then and there.
Unexpectedly, Yang Shihui spread his hands and sneered, "Your Majesty is really young and can't see many things clearly. Your Majesty, please take a look at whose side the people here are on? Your Majesty, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave here today. Let this prefect catch you!"
In an instant, the situation became tense.
Xiao Zhinian's arms around Shen Zhejiang gradually tightened, and he spoke word by word: "Let me see who dares?"
Perhaps frightened by his powerful aura, the jailers were hesitant to go forward. They stood there, nervously staring at Xiao Zhinian and Shen Zhejiang who were surrounded by them.
Silent and solemn.
After a while, Prefect Yang said arrogantly: "What are you guys afraid of? He is already trapped in our trap. Kill him and I will reward you handsomely!"
Xiao Zhinian said fearlessly: "I have drafted an order for the court to send troops, and they will arrive soon. I know that you were forced by Yang Shihui and had no choice but to do so. Now I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. If you don't want to implicate your wife and children, take down Yang Shihui, the traitor, as soon as possible."
A tactic of sowing discord among the people made people even more panic-stricken.
Although Shen Zhejiang was weak, he smiled slightly when he heard Xiao Zhinian's words, and gently touched the back of Xiao Zhinian's hand with his fingertips.
The meaning is self-evident.
Xiao Zhinian held Shen Zhejiang's hand in his hands, gave him a reassuring smile, and accepted Shen Zhejiang's approval.
As expected, the jailer who had taken two steps forward suddenly took two steps back, and the stalemate continued.
Everyone knows that attempting to usurp the throne is a capital crime, and the winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. If you succeed, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory, but if you fail, you will lose your head. It doesn't matter if you lose it yourself, the key is the old and young in the family.
Besides, Xiao Zhinian spoke seriously and didn't seem to be faking it.
After realizing this, some jailers slowly turned around and blocked Xiao Zhinian and the others behind them.
But this annoyed Yang Shihui. He glanced at the jailer who was gradually approaching Xiao Zhinian, waved his hand and ordered: "You are at the end of your rope, yet you still dare to be so arrogant, arrest them all!"
"Whoever captures Yang Shihui alive will be promoted to a higher position and given a fiefdom."
Xiao Zhinian said.
The sword is flashing and the conflict is about to break out.
The crisp sound of metal colliding suddenly arose in the prison. The bright firelight illuminated the blood-stained faces. The blood flowed like a river, making it look even more eerie and terrifying.
"careful!"
Shen Zhejiang exclaimed.
Xiao Zhinian immediately turned sideways, and almost at the same time, a cold and shining knife light came down on Xiao Zhinian's head from a distance, and the back of the knife reflected Xiao Zhinian's cold and calm handsome face.
If he had been a step later, Xiao Zhinian would have been cut in half by the sword.
He swept his long legs and kicked the attacker away, but the attacker dodged the kick and continued to slash at Xiao Zhinian with the knife. The attacker was like a dog-skin plaster and could not be shaken off.
Tsk, that’s tough.
He is very skilled and doesn't seem like an ordinary jailer.
"Are you afraid, sir?"
Xiao Zhinian couldn't free his hands, so he kicked away a jailer who was about to chop him, then smiled and asked Shen Zhejiang in his arms.
In the endless chaos, Shen Zhejiang's voice was very small, but it reached Xiao Zhinian's ears very clearly.
"With you here, I'm not afraid."
My heart was pounding.
No matter how many times, I was still as happy as ever when I got a response from Chen Zhejiang.
With the last howl, the chaos was over.
Xiao Zhinian and Shen Zhejiang were forced into the corner of the cell, with no way to retreat, and watched Prefect Yang approaching step by step like a jackal.
"Your Majesty, oh no, you can't call me that now," Prefect Yang kicked away a bloody corpse lying in front of him, walked up to them, and said with a smile, "The cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest, this is the correct way to call it, Xiao Zhinian, that seat should not belong to you in the first place, now it has to be returned to its original owner."
Xiao Zhinian said sarcastically, "The country is not mine, how could it be yours? Ridiculous. With your old bones half buried in the ground, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit there for two years before you fall headfirst into the coffin."
Prefect Yang suddenly pulled out a sword worn by a jailer beside him, and pressed it against Xiao Zhinian's neck, leaving a bloody mark. He said coldly, "It's okay for a dying man to tell you that this country is not yours, nor is it mine. It belongs to the one who truly owns the world."
There is someone behind this!
Xiao Zhinian took advantage of the victory and asked, "Who?"
Shen Zhejiang turned his eyes to look at Prefect Yang, thinking about something.
"Of course he is my master. I'm sure you've sensed that the people you just fought with were not sent by the government. They were waiting for today, your death! It's been almost twenty years! We've finally waited for this day!"
For some reason, Prefect Yang suddenly became very excited, as if he was about to fulfill his long-cherished wish.
Uncontrollable joy jumped out from his face, and he even walked back and forth frantically in front of Xiao Zhinian and the others, trying to ease the excitement a little.
Shen Zhejiang propped himself up from Xiao Zhinian's arms, grabbed Xiao Zhinian's collar, and asked Yang Zhifu while panting: "Does my father also know about this?"
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