The prime minister is a disciple

Chapter No.16

When a group of people from Liang Fuying rushed to the door, they found that there was no one in front of the door... Well, there was actually a beggar sleeping beside.

"My lord, what should we do now?" The head catcher on the side anxiously asked the calm Liang Fuying.

It's strange that the sage is gone, yet the lord can still be so calm, he really deserves to be the experienced justice of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!

The other headhunters also looked at Liang Fuying with anxious and admiring eyes (well, there is a grammatical problem here).

Wisps of breeze blew Liang Fuying's crescent-colored hair, and his long temple hair fluttered with the breeze. At this time, he looked handsome and extraordinary, which made the headhunters drool all over the place.

Their errand is actually pretty good, at least visually, it's pretty good benefits......

Liang Fuying bowed his head and pondered for a while, but there was no movement. Finally, the head catcher couldn't help asking: "My lord, the Holy One is missing... why don't we go find it separately?"

It's impossible to think about it with your heels, but with their adult habits, if you don't ask, maybe they will stand here until tomorrow.

"No need," Liang Fuying slenderly pointed at... the beggar in the corner, "There are witnesses here."

That's called a witness? He's sleeping, and he's facing the wall!

Of course, those who live in the yamen and the captors who live in the yamen dare not shout out their words, and they don't want to pack their bags and go home to plow the fields.

"You check his statement, I have something to go out, Ying Fei, you come with me."

Everyone looked at Yingfei who followed Liang Fuying with eyes almost envious, and gritted their teeth secretly.

Seeing the two walking away, all the captors immediately stretched out their fists...

"Rock paper scissors..."

"Hey, little one, you lost!"

"Ah, you are cheating, people don't want it, let's do it again!"

"It's your luck!" The headhunters who won the game scattered.

"Liar, I'm the only one who produces scissors, and you all produce rocks, trying to deceive children!" The younger head catcher hurriedly chased him, accusing him angrily.

Suddenly, the beggar in the corner turned around and showed a faint smile, but because his face was covered with mud and dust, people couldn't see the smile clearly.

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The wet ground, the smell of rust, and the moss-covered, mottled and uneven walls make it obvious at a glance that this is a dungeon, and fortunately, Undead is the kind specially used to detain felons- ---Water dungeon!

Rubbing the back of his swollen head with his hands, Yun Fengchao gave the person next to him a sad look.

"Aren't you a master of martial arts? You are so weak that you can knock people out with a single stick!" In vain, he thought he was very powerful before, but it turns out that this guy is even worse than him!

Mu Fuyuan opened his sleepy eyes, and gave Yun Fengchao a supercilious look.

"You are still the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, why don't you ask your subordinates to let you go?" Mu Fuyuan smiled brightly towards the two patrolling outside the water prison with their jaws raised.

Gritting his teeth, Yun Feng sat down in a corner beside him, deciding not to deal with that vicious villain.

If he hadn't lost his temper and ran out, and he chased him out suddenly, would people have attacked him?

Then again, the person who attacked was really ruthless, if he hadn't kicked away the person who wanted to slash at Mu Fuyuan with a knife, maybe...

Thinking about it, thinking about it, my head hurts again!

Like a broken jar, Yun Fengchao decided not to think about what was there or what was missing, and to sleep to rest his energy first, and then figure out how to escape.

Hearing the long breathing, Mu Fuyuan turned his head and saw the dumbfounding scene.

"Oh, why are you here..." Shaking his head, Mu Fuyuan walked towards Yunfeng.

Gently hug Yun Fengchao into his arms, let the person who has already slept soundly lean against him to sleep.

Stretching out his hand to the back of Yun Fengchao's head, he was not surprised to hear that shallow cry of pain.

"Ah, it hurts..." Maybe it was dreaming, but Mu Fuyuan saw Yun Fengchao's slightly frowning eyebrows.

"My lord?"

Mu Fuyuan called softly, but got no response, and slowly rubbed the swollen back of his head for him.

The movement was as soft as a feather, and Yun Fengchao let out a soft sob comfortably.

Really like a kitten.

With an unconsciously warm smile on his lips, Mu Fuyuan looked gently at Yun Fengchao who was sleeping soundly.

In fact, he really shouldn't have lost his temper with him. He knew that Yun Fengchao was having a child's temper, but he still...

He has always been calm, hasn't he? Why did he lose control when he met this brat?

"Don't be so impulsive next time..." That stick must have hurt Yun Fengchao, who had lived in the palace since he was a child, right?

"En na..." As if to answer Mu Fuyuan's words, Yun Fengchao snorted an inaudible dream raving from his nasal cavity, which made Mu Fuyuan on the side even more puzzled.

He began to be a little suspicious... His Majesty is pretending to be asleep!

"My lord, you..."

But Yun Fengchao suddenly shivered, and shrank into Mu Fuyuan's embrace, desperately drilling and drilling.

Mu Fuyuan frowned, this action...doesn't look like a lie.

Forget it, don't care about the kid.

After adjusting the position, leaning his back against the wall, he hugged Yun Fengchao, who was afraid of the cold, and seeing his face turn rosy, Mu Fuyuan finally fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

The severe pain that was poisonous but not poisonous finally started to attack, maybe when all the dust settled, he really wanted to find his junior sister...

Outside the yamen, a man was beating a drum to express his grievances.

"Hey, hey, who the hell are you? Don't you know that your lord won't be judging the case today?" Finally unable to bear the constant knocking, a head catcher opened the door annoyedly, and shouted sleepily at the visitor.

Liang Fuying frowned, looked at the catcher who looked like he had just woken up, and then looked at the setting sun in the sky.

"Why don't you adults try the case today?" Yingfei, who was dressed as a book boy, immediately asked loudly.

After seeing Liang Fuying's beautiful face, decent clothes, and the bookboy accompanying him, the head catcher immediately changed his attitude, and said flatteringly, "Hehe, my lord has gone to the gentle town."

After finishing speaking, he gave Liang Fuying a wretched look.

Of course, Liang Fuying, who was not good at these things, didn't see the extremely rude gaze, but Yingfei who was at the side prayed for the head catcher.

This head catcher dared to be disrespectful to adults, fortunately he was not seen, otherwise...

"Oh, then I'll go in and wait, Yingfei!" Liang Fuying directly passed the headhunter and stepped into the gate of the yamen.

When the head catcher behind him wanted to stop him, he was frightened by the token Yingfei showed...

One by one... The Ministry of Punishment...

judicial!

The head catcher stared at the token with wide eyes, screamed and ran away.

"Master Wang, it's bad, it's bad, something is wrong!" the head catcher screamed while running.