Great Qin Shihuang can hear my heart

Sunlight.

It seems that there is not much fate here.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, just as the prisoners in the prison were sleeping soundly, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from outside.

"Enxiang? Enxiang? Enxiang, wake up!"

"Who?"

Li Lin was a little unhappy. He was dreaming that he would become a fairy in his dream, and he was preparing to do some embarrassing things with his Taoist companion. He didn't even see the face of his dual monks clearly.

Suddenly someone called him in his ear and woke him up.

Can this man be accepted?

Open your eyes and take a look.

It's a young face!

It's Han Xin!

"Han Xin! Why are you here?"

"Enxiang, Mr. Han has been secretly investigating after hearing the news from Mr. Ziying yesterday. In the middle of the night last night, Mr. Han finally found out some clues!"

"Oh? Did you find out?"

"Yes, the person who harmed Enxiang is none other than the forces that Tai Shi Teng and Zong Zheng Ying Lin arranged behind the scenes!"

"Hey, what else is there besides this?"

"Gone!"

Han Xin shook his head. He searched most of the night yesterday, but only found out the real culprit behind the scenes.

Others, how could he investigate clearly in such a short period of time?

After all, he has no connections or resources.

"Hey, Han Xin, I've been waiting for good news from you in the imperial prison. Unexpectedly, you gave me an answer that I already knew when I was framed. It doesn't make any sense!"

Li Lin shook his head, very helpless, his stomach growled unbelievably at this moment.

to be frank.

The food in the imperial prison is really mediocre.

And only two meals.

That is, a meal at Chen Shi, and a meal before nightfall.

Other than that, there is none.

How can Li Lin, who is used to eating three meals, bear it?

Although most people in ancient times had two meals, the rich and powerful had more than two meals, basically three to four meals.

Otherwise, I will be so hungry.

In this era, how much oil and water can fill one's stomach?

"Enxiang, Mr. Han will go back and investigate further, and must reverse the case for Enxiang!"

Han Xin lowered his haughty head with some embarrassment.

He thought Li Lin would praise him.

Unexpectedly, after searching for most of the night, it turned out to be useless.

When I came here, I was complacent, but now, I am a little depressed.

Just when he was about to say goodbye.

Mo Zhiyuan is here!

Although idlers are not allowed to enter the Imperial Prison, it is still very easy for Mo Zhiyuan to enter.

Han Xin came in through Ying Ziying's relationship.

Mo Zhiyuan came in directly as Li Lin's apprentice.

In his hand, he held a delicious roast chicken and some donkey meat that was rarely seen in prisons.

The smell of meat really permeated the entire prison.

Countless people were awakened by the lure of this lingering fragrance in their sleep.

"Teacher, teacher! This old man came to see you. Hey, teacher, have you starved to death in the prison? This old man made this on purpose this morning. The craftsmanship is not good. Please ask my teacher to taste it!"

As soon as he saw Li Lin, he handed the roast chicken and cooked donkey meat through the cell door.

This made Li Lin, who was so hungry, widen his eyes immediately, and he didn't doubt him. After all, Mo Zhiyuan was his student. Isn't it a matter of course for students to respect their master?

Immediately, he tore off the drumstick of the roast chicken, opened his mouth wide, and bit it.

Han Xin, who was about to leave, was drooling.

Because he's hungry too...

Chapter 67 Li Lin's Death

"The taste of this chicken leg is really good. Although there is no chili in this era, it has a slightly spicy taste. Not bad, not bad!"

Li Lin ate the chicken legs whole.

There was a pile of yellow oil at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't have time to wipe it off. With a sigh, he gnawed on the chicken butt again.

This is roast chicken.

It is very fat, and it is a product of this era. Not to mention pollution-free and pollution-free, the growth cycle is naturally unmatched by later generations of white-feathered chickens. The taste of the meat must be many times better than fried KFC.

In addition, the craftsmanship of this cooking is amazing, not only does the chicken have no fishy smell.

On the contrary, there is a faint fragrance, which echoes the meaty fragrance of the chicken itself. Smell it, you will have an appetite.

Not to mention.