Joe's little lady

Chapter 350 Yan Jiu is Still Alive
He gritted his teeth: "Why is that bitch so lucky?"

At this time, Qiao Zhang understood it. Thinking of what had happened, she smiled coldly at the side: "What luck, you are too naive, so what if you have a daughter of the county magistrate?"

"Then Xie Jiu beat Young Master Ding. The Ding family is rich and powerful, and Young Master Ding is the only son of the Ding family. How could the Ding family give up?"

Qiao Liu was stunned: "But the county magistrate's daughter..."

Qiao Zhang said: "What happened to the county magistrate's daughter?"

"As long as the Ding family wants to sue, what can she do?"

"After all, she is a woman from the backyard. How can a woman from the backyard manage the affairs of the court?"

"Isn't this a joke?"

Qiao Liu was stunned for a moment: "How do you know you can't control it?"

Mrs. Qiao Zhang glared at her unceremoniously: "Idiot, since ancient times, there have been male masters outside and female masters inside, and even in the palace, it is said that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics."

"The girl in this mansion has been educated like this since she was a child, how dare she?"

Joe Liu: "..."

She stood there with a dazed expression on her face. Although she didn't like her mother-in-law, she had to say that her mother-in-law was very knowledgeable sometimes, and she could say such things as the harem should not interfere in politics. Which country woman would Thought of these?

Qiao Dalang also looked at his own mother: "So, Xie Jiulang and Qiao Anhao must be dead this time?"

Qiao Zhang's eyes were cold: "It depends on the Ding family!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately raised her head: "Go and call that dead girl Qiuyue back to me tomorrow."

Joe Liu: "..."

"I heard that my sister-in-law was beaten to death, how can I call her back?"

Qiao Zhang said bitterly: "If you climb, you have to climb back for me."

"She has to find a way to get the Ding family to investigate this matter to the end."

That bitch Qiao Anhao must not be allowed to get too close to the county magistrate's daughter.

She didn't know that the little bitch was so capable, she built a big house step by step, opened a pharmacy, and now she also met the county magistrate's daughter, what on earth is she trying to do?

.........

After nightfall in Luoshan County, the sky is dark, with no light like splashed ink, and you can't see your fingers. From time to time, there will be a cold wind, biting cold, and a gust of evil wind. Even if you are in the dungeon of the county government, It was also chilly, so the two jailers couldn't help wrapping their clothes tightly around their bodies.

"It's fucking cold to work the night shift in this damn weather!"

"No, it's too damn cold, hey, don't talk about it, come on, let's drink two glasses of shochu to warm up first."

"Isn't there a few bandits locked up inside? Is it okay for us to drink?"

"Damn it's so cold, what's wrong with drinking to keep warm, isn't the key to the cell still in our hands?"

"That's true, come, come, drink, drink to keep you warm."

"Yes, yes, come, Nuannuan, Nuannuan."

"........."

The two jailers immediately picked up the bowls and drank the wine happily. They crawled on the table in a daze and half asleep, and the whole prison fell into silence.

In the innermost cell of the dungeon, a man with messy hair like straw was imprisoned. In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

It's just that both hands and feet are tied by iron chains, and it can be distinguished as a human being.

He was wearing a thin prison uniform, which didn't fit very well, his ankles and arms were exposed, and scars could be seen everywhere, which looked very cautious and terrifying.

He just curled up in a straw-covered corner of the dungeon, motionless, as if dead, when a slight voice sounded, he immediately raised his head vigilantly: "Who?"

When he raised his head, he saw that there was another person at the door of the dungeon in front of him. The person was opening the door of the dungeon. He seemed to hear his stern voice and stopped slightly. He continued to open the door until it opened smoothly. The person walked step by step. came in.

He immediately looked alert and stood up with trembling legs: "Who are you?"

This man is also wearing prison clothes, he is not a jailer.

But how did he open the dungeon door?

The visitor raised his head, and slowly revealed his face through the moonlight outside the tiny window above his head. If Qiao Anhao were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was Xie Jiulang.

He looked at the man in front of him and shouted hoarsely, "Uncle Haiyang..."

When the man was called "Uncle Haiyang", he was stunned. He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, as if he couldn't see clearly. He even reached out to lift the hair covering his eyes to see, but the light was too dim , His eyesight is not very good, so he can't remember who it is, but he is more defensive.

"You, who are you?"

Xie Jiulang's eyes were very good. She looked at the face that appeared in front of her eyes. Through the moonlight, that face gradually merged with the face that was once full of vigor in her memory. His heart was shocked, the waves rolled, But he tried his best to bear it and did not reply to him, but took out a medicine and stuffed it into his hand, and explained in a low voice.

"This is a fake death pill."

"I also gave you all the other brothers who were arrested. After you eat it, you will be a suspended animation. At the latest, the day after tomorrow, your corpses will be thrown into the mass graves in the suburbs."

"At that time, I will arrange for someone to take you away, and I will also arrange for a corpse to replace you."

"I have arranged everything, you don't have to worry, just do it!"

The man was stunned by his words, looked down at the medicine in his hand, then looked at him and said sharply: "What nonsense are you talking about, who are you, we don't need your help, you..."

Xie Jiulang knew the suspicion and vigilance in his heart, stared straight into his eyes, didn't say any nonsense to him, and said directly: "Uncle Haiyang, Yan Jiu is still alive!"

The man was completely stunned, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief, who is still alive?

Yan Jiu? ?
The young master is still alive? ?
Oh my god, young master, young master is really still alive?

how can that be? ?
He was instantly agitated. Just as he was about to ask something, Xie Jiulang had been staring at his surroundings with all his attention. Ever since a few bandits entered the prison, the inspection of the entire prison became stricter.

He calculated the time, and seeing this group of inspectors coming, he immediately lowered his voice and explained one by one: "Uncle Haiyang, listen to me, I don't know if you were discovered or what, now the imperial court ordered the suppression of bandits. Once the bandits are caught, it will be a serious crime against the Jiu Clan, and you have no chance of surviving."

"So you just listen to my arrangement and do it, everything will be discussed after you leave the dungeon."

(End of this chapter)