This cell had poor lighting and was dim, but it was fully equipped with all necessary utensils, and there was even a kettle on the desk.

Du Wulang pinched the clean quilt and said in surprise: "Is it so good? This is the first time I have heard of Beiya Prison, but it is the best."

"Have you been to other prisons?"

"I have been to Jingzhao Mansion Prison and Dali Temple Prison, but I haven't been to the Punishment Department Prison." Du Wulang counted the numbers on his hands and said: "Long Wujun is really dignified, upright and powerful, unlike Jingzhao.

A bad person looks disgusting and is vicious and cunning."

"We are the emperor's guard of honor, how can we compare with scum?"

"..."

When Chen Xuanli walked into the cell, he could hear chatting inside.

"Next time the general comes to Fengweilou to eat stir-fried vegetables, I will reserve the best private room for the general..."

"You have to go out if you can!"

Chen Xuanli shouted loudly.

Du Wulang looked up and saw that the general was so tall that his head almost touched the roof. His terrifying aura overshadowed him, and he felt scared at this moment.

"General, if you ask questions, please get out."

"Here."

"General, I... I can tell the truth about everything. I don't need to be punished. I will tell you even if I am not punished." Du Wulang spoke incoherently.

"Where are the Han Yu people?!"

Du Wulang was so surprised that he was stunned for a while and said: "I, I have never seen Han Yu. At first, I asked him who Han Yu was, and he said he was his teacher. Later he said he was just teasing me, not at all.

There would be no Han Yu."

"How dare you hide it and pretend that I don't know that you are conspiring with Xue Bai?!"

Chen Xuanli angrily scolded Du Wulang, who was so frightened that his hands trembled.

"I, I didn't conspire, I was always teased."

"Why do you always end up in jail?" Chen Xuanli sat down on the bench and poured himself a glass of water.

It turns out that the furnishings in this cell were prepared for him.

The scribe sat down on one side and copied the confession.

"The first time, I was convicted along with my grandfather, because what happened to Liu Ji and Li, did the general know about it? The second time, our five sons of Chunwei were convicted, and I went in without knowing that it was Li Shizhi's house. Oh, it's true.

It's a big trouble. As for this time, general, I really didn't do anything this time, I didn't even go to the wedding banquet in the ceremony hall."

"You are not invited to the East Palace alone. It shows that you are the one who constitutes the East Palace among the five sons of Chunwei!"

"Ah, I...I am?"

Seeing the boy's reaction, Chen Xuanli seemed to smile for a moment, and then asked: "When did you recognize Xue Bai?"

"It must have been at the beginning of the winter of Tianbao's fifth year." Du Wulang recalled, "I think it was less than half a year ago, but I feel like I have known him for a long time."

"Didn't we really know each other a long time ago?"

Du Wulang nodded vigorously and said: "As soon as the general asked, he knew that Duan Yan was beaten to death that day, and I was frightened. Xue Bai was picked up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, I felt that he was different from others...

…”

While listening to the fat young man telling stories, the scribe wrote down notes, dipping them in ink from time to time.

Gradually, the ink on the inkstone ran out, and the scroll was very long, unlike ordinary oral confessions.

Chen Xuanli stood up and murmured to himself: "The saint gave me some stir-fried vegetables, and they tasted good."

Du Wulang was still in a daze until Chen Xuanli left first and the scribe hit him on the head with a writing brush.

"Idiot, you don't even know how to climb a ladder."

~~

Chen Xuanli walked through the corridor, and someone immediately came forward and handed over several confessions.

"The three Jinshi who were interrogated separately said that for some reason they suddenly received an invitation from the East Palace, and they did discuss state affairs with King Guangping at the banquet."

"Um."

"General, we..."

"We are not a Dali Temple, we are just asking questions on behalf of the saints."

"Here."

Chen Xuanli groaned, turned back to the lobby and sat down, closing his eyes to meditate, like a huge Arhat statue.

When Gao Lishi came in, he opened his eyes and said, "I've already asked, and I'm still verifying."

"There's no rush. Let's discuss it after we understand the ins and outs, so as not to waste the saint's time listening to these people's arguments and sophistry."

"Then General Gao is coming here now?"

"Look at the evidence."

Not many things were found from Xue's house, most of them were books. It can be seen that this boy has been studying hard recently to prepare for the Imperial College Examination.

Chen Xuanli originally thought that Gao Lishi would come first to take away "The Domino Picture" and "The Theory of Horses", but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even look at it. He flipped through Xue Bai's calligraphy calligraphy calligraphy, took two volumes, and walked away.

He also joked before leaving.

"If it hadn't been for this thing, Shuzi might not have been so lucky."

~~

That night, all the official residences in Chang'an City suddenly calmed down.

Concubine Yang's three sisters, her elder brother Yang Zhi, and her cousin Yang Qi were known as "Five Yangs" at that time. The houses of Wu Yang were all in Xuanyangfang, and there was always an endless stream of people coming to give gifts. Since Pei Kuan wrote a memorial in support of Yan Yan.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Xuanyangfang has been blocked with water.

As for any official who is well-informed and dissatisfied with the status quo, who would not consider whether to join the uncle and seek the opportunity to contribute to the imperial tax collection as soon as possible?

But Xue Bai, who had offered advice to Yang Zheng, was imprisoned, which was like pouring cold water on the hot sky.

Many officials who were originally enthusiastic did not dare to go to Wuyang's house anymore.

It's like Wei Jian opened the canal and sang the "Song of Obtaining Treasures" to the saint, which was very popular, but on the eve of paying homage to the prime minister, people left and had tea in the blink of an eye.

The crescent moon hangs high, just like last year.

~~

The sky was dim, and Yan Yan opened her eyes. She seemed to be dreaming and waking up, thinking that her brother was coming to hand over a story, so she was willing to get up from the couch.

In fact, she was still very sleepy. She rubbed her eyes and saw her maid Yong'er sitting nearby, so she leaned over and buried her face in Yong'er's arms.

"If Sanniang is still sleepy, please sleep for a while."

"No, today the monkey is making a bet with Tathagata Buddha."

Yong'er had also read the story about the turmoil in the Heavenly Palace a few days ago, and he was actually very excited about it. He even tied Yan Yan's hair with anticipation.

"Yong'er, would you like to put your rouge on my forehead?"

"Why?"

"That's what Nezha is like."

The last time I saw the monkey fighting Nezha, Yan Yan drew a picture, and Xue Bai took the elixir pen and tapped Nezha between his eyebrows.

Unfortunately, Yong'er didn't have any rouge, so the two had to give up. After dressing up, they happily went to the lobby to wait.

Wei Yun couldn't help but tease: "I don't see you working so hard. Do you really think you are a teacher?"

"There is neither long nor young. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists." Yan Yan said proudly.

However, after she had breakfast and stayed for a long time, Xue Bai didn't come, so she couldn't help but spit: "What a shame, I won't say a word if I don't come today."

"Who taught you to talk like this, like a lady?!" Wei Yun scolded immediately.

When people inquired again, they found out that Xue Bai had been captured again, and Liu Niang was so anxious that she went to Jinwu General Xue Hui's house to plead for mercy.

Yan Zhenqing went to the outskirts of the city yesterday to inspect the fields, and did not return home until long after the morning drum sounded. When he heard about this, he took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Since he was taken away by Beiya and not Dali Temple, it doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Wei Yun was still worried. However, Yan Yan knew that her grandfather and her brother had a secret, and she felt relieved, but she was still dissatisfied that she had not seen monkeys these days.

"Auntie, send someone to Yuzhen Temple to talk to the master. My daughter hasn't finished her medicine yet, so she won't be able to leave today..."

At this time, Long Wujun came to the door, but he spoke very politely.

"May I ask where the Chang'an County Captain is?"

"I am exactly that."

"I have heard about Yan Shaofu's reputation for a long time, and my general wants to ask Yan Shaofu for calligraphy lessons."

Yan Zhenqing stood up calmly, suddenly thinking that his calligraphy skills would fall into the eyes of a saint.

~~
To be continued...