I don’t know why there are still some gloating more than a hundred miles away. Maybe this is what my ancestors said, gains and losses are the ones. Although I serve him, I don’t have to go to him if I get beaten.

Even if my bones are very hard, no one wants to be beaten.

If he doesn't work, he has to encourage him again. Who knows whether the bones of these scholars are hard? What if he doesn't start brushing the whip and he will do it himself? He doesn't want to suffer a little bit of flesh and blood.

Just as more than a hundred miles pretended to be heartbroken and encouraged, the door of the prison cell was opened at this time.

Seeing this for more than a hundred miles, I felt that Sun Ding'an must not know that he was a little happy, so I had to show it in advance.

I saw Bailiu go up and stretch out his hands to block Sun Ding'an and the visitor, and said with a generous expression of sacrificing expression: "If you have anything, come to me! If you want to use torture, beat me to death first!"

Baiyueli was so proud that his acting was pretty good. I have received acting training in Zhongzhen Fushi. Even the acting teacher was dumbfounded and said that he would not go to perform.

Behind him, Sun Ding'an was ready to accept this suffering with his fate. The saint said that before accomplishing a great thing, he would have to work hard and hungry his body. He would have gone wherever he could not bear the pain of a little flesh and blood, how could he talk about helping the country!

But at this time he had to say something to respond to the scene, otherwise wouldn't he have suffered this suffering in vain?

"All the strength is strong after thousands of blows, no matter how winds are in the east, west, south and north! Yu Shaobao was framed and died. Today, I, Sun Ding'an, used his poems. You traitors will definitely be punished as they deserve!"

Just as Sun Ding'an was about to push the 100-mile distance and let the people take 18 positions, the two constables locked the iron chain on their arms that were more than 100-mile.

Then he looked at Sun Dingan with a clear look on his face: "It turns out that he is a scholar. It's time to do this and he still makes this literary thing. I see that you only have a mouth left!"

"That's right, what else can you do except speak awesome?" A constable next to him echoed [Biquge www.sbiquge.xyz].

"Take it away, I'm anxious to wait."

"What are you doing? What are you doing? I am not the master's family, I am just a servant, I am just a servant who knows nothing!" Bai Yueli shouted in horror with a look of fear.

"It's you who catches it!"

"Why! I don't know anything!" After Baili, he wondered why they didn't play according to common sense!

"The master said that you can't hit scholars. Are you a scholar? If you don't hit you, who will you hit?" The servant grabbed his arm for more than a hundred miles and pulled it out.

After more than a hundred miles, the horse was tied up and used a thousand-pound pendant. He disagreed when he heard this. What does it mean that he would be beaten if he was not a scholar? He was obviously a scholar, but he didn't say he had to read a few books. Anyway, any book with an interruption is also a book.

"I have also read books! I have spent Su!" Baili quickly shouted in admonition. He didn't want to be beaten in vain. People are all made of flesh. If the whip goes down, it will definitely make you feel so painful that you don't know what your name is.

"Are you a scholar?" The servant looked full of suspicion, but his hands loosened a few times and stopped pulling. He didn't want to offend scholars. You should know that Mr. Yang valued scholars the most.

"If you say you are a scholar, we two have to believe it. If you have the ability, you can read a few lines of poetry. Scholars can read poetry!" A servant thought he had to try to make a mistake, otherwise his job would be unsuccessful.

"I will read it to you now!" Baili was very happy. He recited poetry, but he could recite poetry by himself.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to tear the girl." Baili shook his head a few times in order to increase the effect.

Sure enough, this trick scared these two officers. He was still able to recite poetry, so he was really a scholar. It seemed that he could not fight casually, and he had to go back and report to the master.

And they also think that this poem is very familiar, as if they have heard it somewhere. It can make the rough people who don’t know a few words understand familiar poems. This person must be very powerful among scholars, but he dare not neglect it casually.

"Did you write this poem?" The constable's eyes were filled with a hint of admiration.

In this era, all the best is the scholars who are superior to their studies. The most respected are those scholars. Even the extremely vicious bandits and bandits will bow down to their heads under the sword-making of scholars. There are even some daughters or daughters of the boss who are the masters who are willing to give their own advice.

So when facing such a knowledgeable person, the two constables hesitated. If they are really a capable scholar, they will be unlucky one day if they offend them.

This is true at all. The maximum limit for scholars is that they can get three dukes or even suppress the emperor. And they will be like this in their lives unless they seek death to rebel. However, it seems that they dare not offend scholars. Since ancient times, the first people who rebel have won over those scholars.

So I started to feel proud for more than a hundred miles away. It was still beneficial to have read books. Fortunately, I read books carefully and recite poems, otherwise I would have been miserable today.

But everything is unpredictable, who will know what will happen in the next second?

"Slowly! This is the quiet night thought of the poet Taibai. How dare you press it on your head? And what it means to lower your head and tear a girl is simply a disgrace! You are so nonsense and ignorant, wouldn't it be a joke!" Sun Ding'an was immediately angry when he heard the poems that insulted him in such an idol for more than a hundred miles. No matter what occasion it is now, he must maintain his idol's reputation!

"Crackling..." Baili seemed to hear his heartbreaking voice. He never expected that the person who sold him was his accomplice.

You guy with a righteous look on your face didn't expect to be so sarcastic! You are a scholar in vain!

As expected, what my father said is right. Don’t trust scholars in this life, and the more you know how to study, the less you cannot believe them!

It’s still a scholar!

It’s still a scholar!!!!

As he said that, the two of them impatiently pulled the arm of more than 100 miles out of the prison door. Damn it! I dare to lie to me, and I will let you know what cruelty is!

When they were arrested for more than a hundred miles away, Sun Dingan came to his senses. Unconsciously, Mingli scratched his head. Why didn’t he arrest him? What did they do to arrest Xiaobai? And is there anything wrong with what they said?

He is indeed ignorant.

But he still has to do what he should do.

In the sad eyes that had turned around for more than a hundred miles, Sun Dingan gave him a gesture of raising his fist.
Chapter completed!