You rascal, stop right there!

The Office of the Minister of Rites.

Ling Shumo returned home from the court, preparing for the welcoming ceremony for Princess Dianyang in a few days. He had to personally take care of the money and silver of the Ministry of Revenue, the music records, the counting of the singing girls, and the various rules and agendas of the officials.

While he was writing, he received a hurried report from the servant in the mansion.

"Sir, I'm afraid that Mr. Bai Wan, whom you asked us to meet, may not be able to do so!" said a palace soldier.

"Can't answer it?" Ling Shumo was a little confused.

The soldier coughed dryly a few times and said quietly, "He offended Zhang Pin, the son of the Jingzhao prefect, and was imprisoned in the Jingzhao prison."

Hearing this, he immediately put aside the documents and ink in his hand.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Ling Shumo immediately walked out the door.

The guards were very confused. This seemed to be the first time that the master had left his work and gone out...

No, it's the second time.

The last time was the day when the painting "Liang Meng's Dance" was cracked.

……

Jingzhao Mansion Yamen.

"Lord Ling... why did you come to the prison in person?!" Zhang Qian, the prefect of Jingzhao, who was standing at the door, was surprised and respectful.

Ling Shumo glanced at him calmly and said, "Did you lock up a man who just came into the city today?"

Zhang Qian was sweating inwardly: "There are so many people entering the city, how can I know which one it is?"

Ling Shumo chuckled: "The one who offended your son Zhang Pin!"

This……

He was startled.

His son is used to bullying men and women and is domineering.

There are so many people who bully us!

Who did this brat offend this time?

How could a high-ranking official from the imperial court be able to go to the prison to investigate?

Zhang Qian had no choice but to lead him towards the prison: "If I have arrested the wrong person, I will definitely teach you a lesson."

Ling Shumo laughed secretly: This son of the Jingzhao prefect has a bad reputation, and everyone in the capital knows it. Without the doting of this father, how could there be such a son!

So they hurried to the prison door.

Compared with the diligence of the Jingzhao prefect, the jailer seemed much more flustered.

This was not the first time that he helped Zhang Pin detain prisoners, but he had never seen a minister come in person to demand someone's release.

"Li Sen, where is the person that the young master locked up today? That, that..."

Zhang Qian, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, grinned and winked constantly.

The jailer trembled and said, "Is it the one who said that he would sell him to Nanfeng Pavilion?"

what? !

Dare to sell him to that kind of place?!

Ling Shumo smiled gently at this man, or maybe it couldn't be called a smile, because even the slight curve of the corners of his lips could reveal the cold anger.

What a gentle-looking man!

Why is this half-smile so creepy?

The person on the other side was so frightened that a trace of cold sweat appeared on his back: "It didn't sell... It didn't sell..."

Zhang Qian sneered, "If you can't speak, don't speak!"

The Ministry of Rites is the head of the Six Ministries, and Lord Ling was once a disciple of Prime Minister Li.

That person is most likely Lord Ling’s man.

If it turns out to be a relative or friend, it will be even more troublesome!

Ling Shumo, on the other hand, had never been so flustered before.

After being apart for several months, I thought we would meet again in a quiet and elegant place.

Now he is in prison!

Growing up, he had never been to a prison cell and could never imagine what that place was like.

As soon as he entered the stone steps, Ling Shumo could feel the cold and claustrophobic air on the road. It was dark and gloomy, with bursts of chill. The wooden railings around him were either worm-eaten or blackened by blood.

Listening to the prison boss introducing the innermost cell where Bai Wan was imprisoned, Ling Shumo felt an indescribable chill all over his body.

The man had previously spent half of every month in a cell.

Simply incredible!

"In fact, this man was locked up today because he frightened the young master's horse!" The jailer explained as he walked.

"The young master was so angry, and he thought this man was handsome, so he wanted to sell him to Nanfeng Pavilion!"

……

As soon as I heard Nanfeng Pavilion.

Ling Shumo's face turned even darker, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help but walk faster and faster.

He felt that Bai Wan must have suffered some great injustice in being in prison! Even her appearance and body were being noticed by others!

Jingzhao Prefecture Prefect Zhang Qian and jailer Li Sen stared at the man as they walked.

I feel extremely terrified...

However, when these people approached the door of the cell where the prisoner was imprisoned, they saw a different scene.

……

"big big big!"

……

"Bet on this!! You're so stupid! Kick it!"

……

"Ha! Ha! Ha! You have a bright future!"

A hearty laugh came.

……

A few people looked over there and saw a peaceful scene.

perhaps……

Bai Wan was seen holding a broken prison bowl in his left hand and three dice in his right hand, betting with the jailers and prisoners. He didn't look like he had suffered any injustice at all.

It's just a bet on the size of the bet.

Then, their bet was Young Master Zhang's butt.

That is, whoever loses can kick Young Master Zhang in the ass! If he doesn't kick him, he won't give Zhang Pin the antidote.

Therefore, Zhang Pin is going to let others kick his butt.

Even if the jailers were afraid of being punished later, they still had to give him a kick for show.

Bai Wan is a vengeful person. If anyone dares to get angry at him, he will make their butt break!

……

Zhang Qian's eyes widened as he stared at it, feeling extremely ashamed.

...This guy...is just a rogue, what's his relationship with Lord Ling...

"Pin'er! Come over here!"

He gritted his teeth and called his son over, who was sticking his butt out to be kicked.

In an instant, the man in white caught sight of the man in green.

Bai Wan was laughing at the scene just now, and suddenly saw the person in front of him: "Am I dreaming? How can I see Brother Zichen if I'm not dreaming?"

These words obviously contain a lot of information, but someone himself was completely unaware of it.

Ling Shumo looked at him in shock for a moment, and his mind went buzzing.

Then, he walked up to the man and took the bowl from his hand while he stared at him in amazement.

He just smiled faintly: "This bowl has a chip, be careful not to get hurt."

The person in front of me was wearing white clothes as white as snow, his hairband was messy, and there seemed to be some dust on his face. He seemed to be in a dishevel.

However, those curved peach blossom eyes and bright smile are definitely the person I have been missing for several months.

"You, are you really Brother Zichen?" Bai Wan looked at the other person stupidly.

You really can't blame him. After all, he doesn't know what's wrong with him. He always dreams about Brother Zichen inexplicably, and he can't tell whether it's reality or a dream.

Bai Wan stared at the man and began to poke his shoulder. He saw that the man was like a stone statue, and he could be pressed and pushed at will, and his body was soft and vulnerable.

"A real person..." He took a step back in shock, "Alive!"

The people around him looked at him with contempt.

What kind of words is this person saying?

The person on the other side didn't blame him, but just said calmly: "Why did you get yourself into jail again? Can't you be nicer to yourself?"

Listening to this person's usual warm and gentle voice, without any harsh words, really makes people feel warm and numb.

"Oh..." The white pea chick nodded.

Ling Shumo looked at the man and smiled bitterly.

Ever since I got the jade pendant, I have been longing for the scene of meeting you again.

As it turned out, it was found in an unknown, deep, dark cell in the Jingzhao government office, which had a strange smell.

This person was even betting with others on whether he was a real person.

On the other side, the other jailers were so frightened when they saw the prefect and the prison boss coming that they stopped immediately.

"Sir... Sir, please spare us. We won't dare to gather together to gamble anymore..."

"It doesn't matter..." Zhang Qian's nose was about to be crooked with anger, "After all, someone bewitched me. It has nothing to do with you."

Ling Shumo was very reasonable: "Since the prefect has been punished, then this matter is settled!"

"We're even now... Pin'er, why don't you quickly apologize to Lord Ling?" Zhang Qian felt that he really had no way out, "Go ahead..."

If his official rank and power were lower, he could only ask for an apology from this disobedient son.

Zhang Pin had already been wronged and felt extremely angry, but he could not compare to this man's shamelessness and power.

I can’t beat him, I can’t scold him, I can’t bully him, and finally I can’t bet on the size of the bet.

"I, Zhang Pin... was wrong... I shouldn't have locked up Lord Ling's people!"

These words were normal, but Ling Shumo's ears turned suspiciously red.

Bai Wan felt that what this person said was not sincere enough, and narrowed his eyes: "Don't laugh, what should you call me?"

Zhang Pin sighed, feeling despair about his fate.

"Boss... Boss... I won't bother you anymore..."