Jiangling Prefecture Prison.

Fang Jue sat on the ground in the prison cell with thatched grass.

Commonly known as: to jail.

Time goes back to last night.

The sky is vast and the earth is great, the court is the largest. At least, no one will hurt or kill people in the big city in front of the imperial officers and soldiers.

When the officers and soldiers arrived, they naturally could not continue to take action and began to reason and sue.

Mianyue Tower tells Fang Jue to use magic to harm people,

Fang Jue told Mianyuelou to deceive consumers and beat customers... Although it was not him who was beaten, it was not possible for Mianyuelou to hit people just because he had the ability to defend himself. This is two different things.

As for deceiving consumers, this is clear. If you don’t believe it, you will know it by pulling Yiyan out and taking a look.

The lawsuit was filed to the prefect's office, and the prefect Qian Jingsu was promoted to the court to investigate the case.

In the past, I watched TV and was always a governor. I felt that the prefect was a very small official and anyone could bully him.

In fact, the first-class prefecture like Jiangling is a fourth-rank official, who manages a population of millions, similar to the top leaders of the provincial capitals of key provinces in later generations. In Dongquan Province, he is definitely considered to be a high-ranking official and not a small official.

At this level, officials will never make it too ugly to make the case openly. It is clear which side to favor, which side is too easy to catch the handle for political enemies. When officials take this role, no one will be so brainless.

In addition, Fang Jue's identity is also a bit sensitive, and the scholar who refers to it may soon become a juren.

Therefore, in the court, at least it is open to reason.

Just because of reasoning, I will not be afraid.

The so-called magic that hurts people is without any evidence, and it is based on Yiyan that is just based on Yiyan. It is not convincing at all.

Unexpectedly, after the first trial, the people from Mianyuelou went back and waited for the interrogation;

Fang Jue was taken to prison.

"Butler Xu, do you want to be meaningful?"

Fang Jue looked at the butler of Xu Jin who had been sitting outside the prison door since this morning and had been resting with his eyes closed, and asked with his fingers rubbed his fingers.

Fang Jue was the only one who was imprisoned. Qin Shou was fine. Before leaving, Fang Jue asked him to go to Xu's mansion.

Xu Jin did not show up, but the butler appeared in the prison in time.

The reason is very appropriate. Fang Jue is a student, so he is naturally under the jurisdiction of the academic government. If he made a mistake, the academic government sent someone to ask, which was natural.

However, after Butler Xu came, he didn't ask anything, and the old god sat outside the prison, facing Fang Jue, closing his eyes to rest.

"Young Master Fang, you don't know anything."

Butler Xu opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "This Mianyue Tower can be so big in Jiangling, so there is naturally a backstage."

"Hmm?" Fang Jue recalled the past when he was having sex today, looked around and saw that no one was patrolling, and asked in a low voice: "It's Magistrate Qian, right?"

Butler Xu smiled and did not answer positively, but said, "This Lord Qian, like my master, is a prominent family in Jiangling, and he is considered an old acquaintance, but his political views are quite quarrels. Over the years, my master has been slightly suppressed by his reputation, talent, and official rank. The young master is a wise man, so I must not say more, right?"

I understand, so that's it.

This is called catching up.

One is that it happened to be the business of Prefect Qian, who caught up with Mianyuelou.

If someone breaks his wealth and still sue him on his territory, of course he can't get it well.

One is that Master Qian and Xu Jin are political enemies, and the chief examiner of his subject is Xu Jin, who is theoretically his student.

This is the natural closest relationship in the officialdom. If you become an official in the future, you must be the Xu Jin faction.

Therefore, no matter how much reason is explained in court, the one who ends up in jail is still the one who is in jail.

"Young Master Fang, don't worry, you have good fortune and will not be punished. Although you can't get out for a while, since I'm here, you will definitely not suffer any losses. Just think that you are here to rest for a few days, and wait with peace of mind."

Butler Xu's tone was faint, but he exuded strong confidence.

Therefore, pretending is really a man's urgent need, whether it is a spicy chicken like Akime Mountain, a heavy mountain, or a seemingly expert existence like Butler Xu.

"Thank you, old man." Fang Jue sat cross-legged through the prison door.

Looking back on that day at Xu Jin's mansion, the old housekeeper in front of him was so fast that he was like a ghost, and obviously had skill in his body.

From Fang Jue's perspective, his kung fu is not a little better than that of the hero Qiu and Mr. Shen. If he takes action, Fang Jue would not be sure to be able to do him.

"Old man, I don't quite understand something. What kind of master is Mr. Shen who was yesterday in Akimeshan? He was so arrogant and really good at it." He asked through the prison door.

Butler Xu was too lazy to open his eyes, closed his eyes and smiled.

"It's just a native chicken and a tile dog. Needless to say, the Akima Mountain is a down-and-out man who has been whispering with a few tricks of wild fox Zen. As for the heavy mountain, when I was young, I had a few beautiful skills. But over the years, there are too many people who are bragging and holding, and I am old, but I still can't live without women. I've already emptied my body, just a second-rate and third-rate guy."

"Where is the Qingyun Seven Swords of the Qingyun Sword Sect?" Fang Jue asked again.

"That's naturally a real master, but it's not the best."

Butler Xu finally heard a name worthy of his eyes. He looked like Fang Jue and said earnestly:

"It is excellent if you have the opportunity to learn the skills of the Qingyun Sword Sect. You should know that a true master, whether in the martial arts world or the practitioners you are pursuing, either sells to the family of officials and emperors, or devotes himself to practicing. At least, he also sets up a sect and establishes a sect. He has a real industry and rarely scrambles in the world. What kind of reputation can he make? The Qingyun Sword Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there are real things."

"What seven swords, how about you?" Fang Jue asked.

"What's the comparison? They are all young people. I'm old and just a butler of the master." Butler Xu once again proved that human needs are regardless of age.

"So that's it. Old man, can you bring my sword? I had some experience and feelings when I fought last night and wanted to practice again."

"Well, you are diligent and do not stop. You should wait."

Butler Xu got up and left, and came back soon.

He held a piece of dead branches that were about the same length as a sword in his hand, and handed them over through the prison door: "Since you are practicing swords, just use this."

Fang Jue was shocked: "Is it possible that there is no sword in his hand, there is a sword in his heart, and flying flowers, fallen leaves, dead branches and grass, can all be a sword?"

"What a mess?"

Butler Xu frowned: "Hongyu bloody steel, cut gold and cut jade, are you going to escape from prison? Besides, I will put one piece in the evidence room, where will I get it for you?"

"oh."

Fang Jue took the "tree branch" and weighed it in his hand a few times. In terms of weight, it was quite close to the Hongyu Sword, slightly lighter.

"Do you want me to avoid it?" asked Mr. Xu.

"It's okay. I'm just a beginner. If you have something wrong, please give me some advice." Fang Jue said seriously. He is now just a sponge, absorbing all the beneficial things as much as possible.

"Okay." Butler Xu nodded and sat down again.

The cell is not big, but fortunately, the trick of controlling the sword with your heart does not require much space.

Fang Jue had a lot of experience in the battle last night and slowly used the Qingyun Sword Technique with one move.

Butler Xu watched him practice sword calmly.

As he looked, his eyebrows gradually condensed, with a look of confusion on his face.

"How could it be so fast?"

When he was young, he had old friends with the Qingyun Sword Sect's disciples and knew that the Qingyun Sword Sect had a wonderful way to control swords with his heart.

It is not clear how to practice, but it should be extremely slow.
Chapter completed!