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Chu Huan already had a plan in mind. Since he was caught in such a small arrangement, as a last resort, he could only find an opportunity to forcefully leave here, return to Liujia Village, and leave Yunshan Mansion temporarily with his family.

He even thought that when he settled down in other places, he would return to Qingliu County as soon as he had the opportunity, and put Huzhi County and Balitang Xue Lang who framed him to death.

When the officers in the yamen first went to Heshengquan to arrest Chu Huan, Chu Huan knew something was wrong and went to prison. It didn't take too long for him to figure out the joints of this conspiracy, right? It must be that Balitang and the county government jointly set up this plan.

It's just that Zhao Xiancheng came to the dungeon suddenly and left a sentence abruptly, which made Chu Huan feel that the matter became more complicated, and faintly felt that the next thing might be more complicated than he thought.

When Chu Huan first entered the prison, he was embarrassed in the jailer's room. Zhao Xiancheng appeared in time, and Chu Huan had a good impression of him. At that time, the group of people with big beards called him "Second Duke", and Chu Huan had already learned about Zhao's death. Although he didn't know his surname "Zhao" as the county magistrate, he knew that this person was the county magistrate of Qingliu County.

Chu Huan had never had any dealings with this county magistrate Zhao. Logically speaking, he would not trust anyone in the yamen, but for some reason, he felt that if this magistrate Zhao came forward to say these words, then It's a reminder to myself.

It was precisely because of Zhao Xiancheng's words that he temporarily suppressed the escape plan in his heart.

Fatty Fan and his group of prisoners have been severely injured physically and mentally since Chu Huan came in, and their lives are worse than death, but they still want to smile as much as possible on their faces.

Because this "Master Chu" has a really bad temper, as long as he sees someone with a bad face, he suspects that he is dissatisfied with him, and this Master Chu has too many methods to punish people.

Before dinner, a jailer came to the cell and shouted in a deep voice: "Fatty Fan, Chief Zhang is looking for you!" Opening the door, Fatty Fan came out in a hurry. The moment he walked out of the cell, he felt indescribably relaxed.

The jailer brought Fatty Fan to the jailer's room. There was only Zhang Dazizi in the room. The jailer closed the door and stood by the door holding the knife handle.

Fatty Fan came forward and said aggrievedly: "Boss Zhang, you change me to another place, I can't stay in that cell for a moment!"

Big Beard Zhang stood up, smiled, and asked, "Fatty Fan, are you really afraid of that kid?"

Fatty Fan said with a bitter face: "Boss Zhang, where did you come from, wild boy? You are too good at kung fu, you asked us to teach him a lesson, but...but we are really no match for him...!"

Big Beard Zhang shook his head and said, "Fatty Fan, speaking of you, you are number one. Back then, you almost hacked someone to death for a few taels of silver. Why did you lose your murderous intent when you got here?"

Fatty Fan was extremely embarrassed, and just said: "Boss Zhang, you can change my cell, and I will be your cow and horse in the future...!"

Big bearded man Zhang approached, lowered his voice and said: "Fatty Fan, when something happens, you back off? Is it ashamed? Isn't it just a poor country boy? Don't forget, this cell is my territory, I want to clean it up Him, isn't that easy?"

Fatty Fan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Boss Zhang, what do you mean?"

Zhang Dazi took out a very small paper bag from his sleeve, and asked with a smile, "Fatty Fan, do you know what's inside?"

"What is it?"

"Laxative!" Big Beard Zhang said with a smile: "If this thing is put into the food and eaten into the stomach, he will be a man of iron, and he will also become dying, without any strength...!"

After all, Fatty Fan is not a good person, he understands something, and said in a low voice: "Boss Zhang, what do you mean... put this laxative in that kid's meal?"

"When that kid takes the laxative, he will change from a tiger to a little sheep." The bearded Zhang said with a chuckle, "Fatty Fan, then you will have a place to vent your grievances... At that time, you want to punish that Boy, it’s all up to you!”

Fatty Fan blinked his eyes, showed a sneer, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, as long as that kid loses his strength, you can see how I can deal with him... As long as you protect the little one, I will ask him for two." leg!"

"Okay!" Big bearded Zhang gave a thumbs up: "Fatty Fan, you still have guts." Passing over the paper bag in his hand, he said: "You put it away first, and as soon as you find an opportunity, put medicine in his food...! "

Fatty Fan was startled, but he didn't take it, and asked, "Boss Zhang, are you asking the little one to prescribe the medicine?"

"Why, don't you want to?"

"No, no!" Fatty Fan hurriedly said, "But... But the little one is right under the nose of that kid, and there is almost no chance... Zhang Boss, when you send someone to the cell, you have given the laxative in advance, wouldn't it be more dangerous?" convenient?"

Big beard Zhang sneered and said, "Fatty Fan, it seems that you don't have the guts." Putting away the paper bag, he waved his hand and said, "I'm kind enough to help you, but you don't know what's good and what's wrong. Anyway, you go and continue to be bullied by that kid." ...This matter, I will not care about it in the future." With a cold snort, he said: "I have heard that the magistrate has been unwell for the past few days, and I am afraid that he will not be able to hold a trial for ten days and a half months, so... ...Hehe, if you have the ability, you can last for ten days and a half a month!"

Fatty Fan's face suddenly changed. Chu Huan had only been in prison for one day, and Fatty Fan and his group were already crying in their hearts. If they stayed with Chu Huan for ten days and half a month, no one would be able to bear it.

Fatty Fan thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "Boss Zhang, I understand, if I can't kill him, I, Fatty Fan, will be a man in vain!"

Big Beard Zhang laughed, then handed over the paper bag, and said with a smile: "Fatty Fan, the matter is kept secret, this bag of laxatives must be put away...don't let that kid see the clues!" The paper bag was handed over.

Fatty Fan took the paper bag, put it in his belt, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhangtou, don't worry!"

Big bearded Zhang smiled, and waved his hand: "You go first. Fatty Fan, I will also tell you that if something happens, I will take care of it for you... This kid is actually powerless, he just knows how to fight." , if it is really going to fall into your hands, you just have to play tricks!"

Fatty Fan chuckled, and the jailer led Fatty Fan back to his cell.

When the jailer came back, Zhang's bearded face turned serious, and he said in a low voice, "You should deliver the prison meal tonight, don't let them suspect it!"

The jailer said softly: "Don't worry, the little one knows what to do!"

Big beard Zhang went to the chair and sat down, pondered for a while, and finally said: "Don't sleep tonight, keep your eyes open, if something happens over there, you must deal with the scene immediately, and you must not leave any clues... Especially the boy's body, it must be transferred and disposed of immediately, and no future troubles will be left behind."

The jailer said: "Everything has been arranged properly, and there will be no mistakes."

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Yunshan Fucheng is only a few tens of miles away from Qingliu City. Qingliu City is an important transportation point, and there are official roads between the south and the north. The official road between Fucheng and Qingliu County is very smooth. Less silver.

At dusk, the sky was getting dark, and the cold wind of early winter was blowing on the face, which was already quite cold.

Eight fine horses swept past the official road like the wind, and the sound of horseshoes rattled.

The eyes are not good, that is, they didn’t even see the shadow, but the eyes are good, only to see that the eight horsemen are aggressive, and they even have a big knife on their waist. In all likelihood, he is a member of the government.

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The dungeon of Qingliucheng county government office was dark. Although Chu Huan had only been in for a day, he had already gotten used to the rancid smell in the cell.

Fatty Fan was called out for a while, and after he came back, he didn't dare to look into Chu Huan's eyes anymore, and even his expression changed a little. Chu Huan saw it in his eyes and didn't say a word, but he already felt something strange in his heart.

For prisoners like Fatty Fan, sharing a room with Chu Huan was equivalent to living in a room with a tiger.

Although they only spent one day together, Fatty Fan and the others already knew the power of this tiger.

The cell was very quiet, and the deadly silence made the atmosphere in the cell very depressing. Fatty Fan sat far away from Chu Huan, leaning against the corner of the prisoner, and sneaked towards Chu Huan in the dark. After a second glance, I saw Chu Huan lying on the haystack, seemingly asleep.

Fatty Fan sneered in his heart, and thought to himself: "Let you be rampant for a while, and then I will see how I deal with you?"

He couldn't help sliding his hand to his waist, making sure that the bag of laxatives stayed there quietly, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Footsteps sounded from the corridor of the cell, and Fatty Fan's spirit was shaken. Soon, a jailer appeared outside the cell door, looking at the wooden passageway containing the food: "Get up, grandma's, a bunch of bastards, and I have to serve you every day." you……!"

He opened the door, put the wooden bucket in, took a small bamboo basket, took out a large porcelain bowl from it, and said to Chu Huan, "Chu Huan, your boss is very particular, and spent money to manage us, my brother I can't treat you badly, I made you a bowl of braised pork...!"

Hearing the braised pork, Fatty Fan and the others had light in their eyes.

Chu Huan sat up, didn't come over, only coughed, Fatty Fan had already stepped forward, took the bowl of braised pork over, respectfully put it aside, and then stepped back.

The jailer gave Chu Huan a strange look, but Chu Huan was also looking at him. When the jailer met Chu Huan's gaze, he turned his head away, turned around and went out, turned around and locked the prison door, and stood there. He took another look at Chu Huan before leaving quickly——

ps: I watched the game last night, got up late today, and have some personal matters, so the update is late, sorry.

But I am really optimistic about Russia, which has something to do with the importance of the country. If there is a good league, there will always be a good national team!