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Chapter 104 Hanhan in the Atmosphere
Jingzhao House.

Great Prison, Ninth Floor——

...Different from the big prison in Dali Temple, the prisoners are all monsters, unless there are special circumstances.

For example, Li Qilin who asked to enter Dali Temple.

Detained in the big prison of Jingzhao Prefecture,
... They are all Jianghu people who have committed crimes, or some repeat offenders whose identities are suspected and need to be investigated slowly.

further down,
The more important the prisoner is.

The ninth floor has a total of four areas: east, south, west, and north.

All the way to the North District.

The ground outside is solid granite,
... According to Chen Xiaoer's perception, there is another layer of reinforcement pattern underneath.

"grown ups!"

The two Dali Temple guards who were guarding the iron prison cell saluted immediately when they saw Chen Xiaoer.

"...Open the cell, I'll go in and have a look." Chen Xiaoer pointed to the cell and said.

"Yes!"

The chains rattled and the iron door opened.

This is a completely sealed cell,

…The four sides are sealed with iron sheets, leaving only three fist-sized air vents on the top.

Among the three falling beams, dust floated.

This is the only light in the cell.

...a corner location, a simple plank bed, and a moderately sized spittoon.

Being in it, there is an invisible sense of oppression coming from all around, which makes people feel a little hard to breathe.

"...It's the reason for these patterns." Chen Xiao stroked the iron sheet with his hands, streams of light flickered.

"How? Do you have any ideas?" Chen Xiaoer turned to look at Jiang Chuan and asked.

Jiang Chuan shook his head, "This is a secret room, and it stands to reason that it is impossible for anyone to escape."

"...Jingzhao Prison, although I dare not say it is comparable to the one in Dali Temple, it is still one of the best prisons."

"Nine layers, each layer has a different pattern arrangement."

"...Not only that, but the pattern layout of each layer is also different."

With that said, Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and said:
"...If you want to get out from here, unless someone responds and lets him go on purpose!"

Chen Xiaoer nodded,

Do not refute Jiang Chuan's inference.

This is a secret room, but there is no so-called escape method, because it is impossible!

This is a complete combination of inside and outside.

There is a traitor in Jingzhao Mansion, but judging from the current situation, there is no clue about the traitor.

No, it's not that there are no clues, the traitor has also escaped.

"...Is father really involved?" Chen Xiaoer frowned.

But it's a bit too much.

That was Chen Changshou, who was riding on a horse in the capital, and the concubine and the emperor wanted to win him over.

...is that why he was suspended for investigation?

"Where are Siqing and Shaoqing?" Chen Xiaoer suddenly asked.

After Jiang Chuan pondered for a moment, he said:
"...I heard that I went to pick up the Beiyuan Saintess."

"Winter is approaching, and the tribute from the Twelve Divisions of Beiyuan is not enough this year."

"...So I sent my saintess here to marry His Majesty, hoping to make peace forever. The concubine sent two adults and the embroidered censors to pick her up."

The saint of Beiyuan?

Chen Xiaoer was stunned, and then remembered,

Among the previous portable news, there was a piece about the saint of Beiyuan.

Kitahara,

It refers to the endless grassland outside the Great Wall in the north of the Shengyang Dynasty.

Ruled by twelve tribes,

The twelve tribes have been harassing Shengyang's border all the year round, and Shengyang is naturally not afraid of them.

When it comes to fighting, Beiyuan is not one at all.

...But the advantage of the Twelve Divisions of Beiyuan lies in the fact that they do not have a fixed city at all.

They all set up temporary camps,

Run away if you can't fight, break into the boundless and endless northern plains, there is no way to start.

Besides, the soldiers of Shengyang were not used to the climate of Beiyuan.

Walking all the way, even with the support of cultivation base, the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced,

Every battle ends in a tragic victory.

...In desperation, Shengyang has adopted the policy of extinct households for Huairou education since Emperor Taizong.

The two sides opened a trade transaction, hoping to disintegrate the children and grandchildren of the Twelve Departments.

The Twelve Departments of the Northern Plains accepted the Central Plains culture,
... Gradually from the barbaric age to the civilized age, he began to submit to Shengyang and pay tribute.

Once a person has been at ease for a long time, he will lose his ambition to fight and struggle, and will be content with the status quo.

Northern Twelve Divisions,
and their descendants,
The ambition and fighting spirit of the ancestors have long been lost.

In the past, when the tribute was insufficient, they would rely on wildness and deal with it with the mentality of a big fight.

…With the deepening of the accepted Confucian culture,
The minds of the Twelve Departments of Beiyuan began to be restrained, and if the tribute was insufficient, they would find ways to make up for it.

Once someone clamors for war,
...they will convince themselves of sacrifice, bloodshed, unnecessary, and so on.

Then find a way to make up for it!
...But this time the northern plains were covered with heavy snow, making it impossible to make ends meet in winter, so they sent a saint to make peace with the emperor,
First, to make up for it;
Secondly, it is also necessary to ask the court for some supplies for the winter.

After briefly reviewing the historical development of Beiyuan in his mind, Chen Xiaoer forgot about it.

The Ministry of Liberty and Honglu Temple will preside over diplomatic affairs, and it is not his turn to worry about it.

Top priority,
It is to find out why Chen Changshou was dismissed and investigated.

And why the embroidered censor wanted to monitor the Chen family.

... Chen Xiaoer nodded,
No wonder they didn't see Zhou Hongyu and Han Kang.

"It seems that I have to go back to see my father."

All the way out of Jingzhao Mansion,

Chen Xiaoer never saw that foolish Li Yusen again.

"Young Master Chen, what did you find?"

...As soon as he left the house, he was surrounded by a group of police officers from Jingzhao Mansion, who asked questions in a hurry.

They were all worried about Jingzhao Mansion and their own adults.

After appeasing the policemen, Jiang Chuan drove the car and headed straight for home.

...

Chen House.

Chen Xiaoer just got out of the carriage,
His eyes narrowed involuntarily,

"...Sure enough, they were monitored, and their cultivation bases are all very strong, and the weakest ones are all third-rank martial arts."

"The strongest even reached the seventh rank of martial arts!"

All the way into the house with a blank face, Chen Xiaoer went straight to the study.

"Little Second!"

After walking a few steps, I saw Hanhanhong standing not far away with aggrieved eyes.

A look of great grievance.

"What's wrong with mother?" Chen Xiaoer frowned.

Does anyone in the house dare to bully her?
...Suddenly, as if thinking of something, an imperceptible coldness flashed in the depths of Chen Xiaoer's eyes.

Reminiscent of the embroidered clothes censor monitoring Chen's mansion.

Chen Bo, the strongest in the mansion, is only at the sixth rank.

For a moment, Chen Xiaoer was almost thinking about killing all the embroidered censors tonight.

At that time, it will be said that it is the secret protection of King Wen's people.

…Um!Perfect!
"...Xiaoer." Hanhan called softly again, and his appearance became more and more aggrieved.

I saw Hanhan with red eyes, stepped forward and said:

"...It turns out that those guys don't like my paintings, but your poems."

"I, I, really don't have any talent, woo..."

As he said that, tears kept falling from his eyes, and he twitched in grievance.

What?That's it? !
A look of grievance being bullied,

I was ready to massacre the whole audience, but you old man is because of this?
... Tsk!Hanhan is just Hanhan, I was overthinking it.

Chen Xiaoer sighed, but still stepped forward to comfort him:
"...Mother don't need to be sad."

"... How about it, how about writing all my poems on your paintings in the future?"

"No! I don't want it!"

"...In this way, it's like my painting is a gift." Hanhan shook his head, and took a step back as he spoke.

A sobbing look of grievance.

Tsk!Are you serious about stepping back?
…Tang poetry and Song poetry embellish your broken paintings, are you not satisfied?
Chen Xiaoer's head was full of black lines.

I really want to turn around and leave, and ignore this foolishness.

But seeing her twitching and pitiful face, my heart couldn't help but soften again.

Patted his forehead with his hand, sighed and said:

"...or else."

"...Your paintings, in my opinion, Chen Xiaoer, are things beyond this era."

"...There is a special Confucianism and Taoism in it. What do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xiaoer stopped short!

……hiss!But the brain, can you say this!
What I said before was ignorant of my conscience. If this is spread, I will really be shameless.

"Really?"

Hanhan immediately stopped sobbing.

A pair of big watery eyes with tears still stuck to them suddenly lit up.

In her opinion, no one appreciates her paintings because her paintings are too advanced.

...Well, that's what Xiaoer said!
Now it is urgently needed for everyone in the literary world to stand up and stand up for themselves.

Only then can the public accept their paintings.

Unfortunately, Chen Xiaoer is the most suitable candidate!
…hiss!Hanhan is waiting for me here!Chen Xiaoer was surprised that Hanhan could use tricks?
This wave, you are in the atmosphere!
(End of this chapter)