Journey To the West From The Qin Dynasty

Li Jue was angry.

He dared to blackmail his money, Mr. Lu didn't want to live! ?

Without further ado, he picked up the knife and was about to go out to settle accounts with Mr. Lu.

Niu San stopped him, and said: "Seventh brother, that is Lu Gong, Lu Xiang's chief steward, with his status and status, even if Jiuqing sees him, he will give him three points."

Everyone also came out to persuade, especially Guo Xuan, who said in a deep voice, "Forget it."

Hu Man said: "How about that money, I'll give it to you another day."

She also felt that Mr. Lu was not easy to mess with.

Niu San hurriedly said: "Second sister, will you supply me some other day?"

Hu Man glanced at him, "I'll pay you back."

Niu San froze immediately, his feet limp in fright, and he took several steps back.

Li Jue was still angry, and it was impossible for him to suffer this dumb loss, after all, it was a lot of money.

But it's too irrational if you come to it clearly.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to come to Yin.

He decided to click the dick for the time being, to see if there was any work to do, and to deal with the matter at hand before talking about other things.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Li Jue let go.

But towards Duke Lu, he became even more resentful.

After all, Lu Gong is too greedy.

When Sha Chen returned to the office, he began to check the list, planning to select some important prisoners for execution.

at the same time.

An executioner came to Ting Weicheng to report what happened at the door, and said in a low voice: "My lord, Li Tingchang is very resentful towards Lu Gong, and wished to kill him, but he was finally persuaded."

Ting Weicheng smiled slightly, and waved his men back.

He muttered to himself, "Li Jue is a talent, but it's a pity that he is arrogant and still up for sale. The fallout with Lu's house this time may be an opportunity."

"Maybe we can take this opportunity to overthrow the Lu Mansion and bring Li Jue to our side."

Ting Weicheng smiled and continued to work.

Because Lao Ai had already been beheaded, according to the rules, it was no longer possible to behead three people in one day.

Therefore, Li Jue had to choose the best prisoner for execution. After thousands of selections, he found that there was a famous person in the list, which he never thought of.

That celebrity is Gan Luo, the well-known young prime minister in later generations. He has been a child of other people's family for thousands of years, and used it for parents to compare with their own children.

It is said that Gan Luo died young, was made prime minister at the age of thirteen, and died at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Why, he's still alive, and he's still on his death list.

Check it carefully, Li Jue wants to see if he made a mistake.

The first brother Guo Xuan and the second sister Hu Man were called, and they threw the list over, "Could this Gan Luo be that Shangqing?"

Guo Xuan and the second sister Hu Man didn't need to look, they just nodded, "It's him."

Li Jue was stunned, and said in astonishment, "He's not dead?"

Guo Xuan hummed, "I'm going to die now."

Li Jue said in astonishment, "Why, do you hate him?"

Guo Xuandao: "He and I were originally from the Xia Cai of the Chu State. He is a famous prodigy in our side, but instead of helping the Chu State, he ran to Lu Xiang's family as a disciple. That's all, for the old Chu He has no compassion for his countrymen, and instead made the king even harsher to the people of Chu."

He sighed and said: "Otherwise, I am a first-rank martial artist, why would I be an executioner in Shu You Prison?"

Li Jue said, "Because of this, you resent him?"

Guo Xuan said: "It's not all. Gan Luo is conceited of talent and learning, but he is always defiant and ruthless. That's why people in Chudi don't recognize him."

Li Jue didn't want to pay attention to these old grievances, but said: "As Shangqing, he is my Daqin counselor, how could he be accused?"

He looked through the list carefully, and said, "It's really strange that the crime is not written on it."

Guo Xuan and Guo Xuan looked at each other and said, "I'm not sure about this, but the higher-ups are going to ask to kill, and they are very firm."

Li Jue stopped thinking about it and decided to ask Gan Luo himself.

Also let him meet this famous child prodigy for a while.

Room seven.

Li Jue met the famous Gan Luo, but at this time Gan Luo was no longer a teenager, but a middle-aged man in his thirties who called himself an old man.

Although he is in prison, he has a calm demeanor, a rebellious look, and is upright.

The head of the prison didn't make things difficult for him, but he didn't pay too much attention to him either. In short, no one in the prison was willing to approach him.

Li Jue called the head of the prison and said, "Brother Xu, is this Shangqing Ganluo?"

The head of the prison said: "The face is so stinky, if it's not him, who else could it be?"

Li Jue confirmed again, "The prodigy Gan Luo?"

The head of the prison said: "It's him, Seventh Brother, are you sure you want to kill him yourself? Don't get yourself into trouble."

Li Jue was stunned and said, "How do you say?"

The head of the prison said: "Seventh brother doesn't know something. Since Gan Luo was appointed prime minister at the age of thirteen, he has been imprisoned eight times, not ten times. Almost once a year or two. Every time it is a capital offense, every time he can Survive."

"I don't know why I came here this time. But I can be sure that the king probably didn't want to kill him, but just wanted to scare him."

Li Jue thought to himself, that's not acceptable, if he is convicted, he will be beheaded.

No one has survived him yet.

However, the words of the prison chief must also be considered.

In order to prevent Gan Luo from being rescued, he had to cut the mess quickly.

He said again: "Then why don't you all wait to see him? Such a once-a-year chance to meet, why don't you curry favor?"

The head of the prison whispered: "Seventh brother, you really don't know? Gan Luo often compares himself to Confucius and Mencius, and now we have two Confucian scholars in prison."

Speaking of the latter, he just didn't say any more.

but.

Li Jue understood.

He took a deep breath, asked the head of the prison to bring the food and wine, and brought them in himself.

He smiled and said, "Lord Gan Luo, this is your last meal, eat as much as you want."

Gan Luo is no longer a thirteen-year-old child, but a big man in his thirties, with long beards fluttering, and his eyes are full of power when he looks around.

He glanced at Li Jue, as if looking at a fool.

Could it be that this newcomer doesn't know how many days I spend in prison every year?

Not wanting to pay attention to Li Jue, Gan Luo continued to meditate and think long.

Li Jue was not polite, and started to eat on his own. His strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the food given to him in the prison is not enough on weekdays. He can only eat the prisoners' meals to barely eat half full. .

In any case, there is half a pork leg, a pot of good wine, if you don't eat it, it will be wasted.

Gan Luo wanted to think for a long time, but Li Jue was eating beside him, which made him hungry, but he couldn't eat, after all, he had to have a strong character.

He said conveniently: "You get some bamboo slips for me, as well as pen and ink."

Meng Tian has already invented the brush and graphite, and it has already spread, and people in the upper class like to use brush and ink.

Li Jue immediately asked the head of the prison to prepare, while Gan Luo started writing beside him.

Li Jue asked, "Is your lord writing a suicide note?"

Gan Luo shook his hands and directly destroyed half of the bamboo slips, his cheeks twitched in anger.

What a vulgar person, dare to say that he wrote a suicide note.

Does he seem like a short-lived person?

Don't you know that coming to this prison is like going home?

Gan Luo took a deep breath and said, "I am writing the Analects of Confucius. Only in this way can I calm down. What do you think, an executioner who can't read two big characters, can you still understand it?"