Chapter 139: Committed an Empiricism Error

This wait was from dawn to dark, and from dark to the next morning.

The food was very rich, and the two were not hungry. It was just that they couldn't take a step out of the flower hall, and even going to the latrine had people following. The rules were so big that it was staggering.

He nagged at Prison Clerk Fan, "We are two small characters, why should the Wang Fu attach so much importance to it."

This specification is too high. High enough to chill the heart!

Prison Clerk Fan was dazed, his spirit difficult to concentrate, startled and startled, looking not very normal. Like being overly frightened.

"Master, are you okay."

Prison Clerk Fan shook his head and nodded again, "Little Chen, are we going to die?"

"No. Master don't think wildly."

"I don't want to die."

"No one wants to die."

"I haven't saved enough money yet, haven't lived a good life yet, I can't die."

"Can't die."

"If I die, be sure to send my corpse back to my hometown and bury it in the ancestral grave. I don't want to be a lonely ghost, with no descendants burning incense during festivals. I have lived enough bitter days, and I don't want to continue living bitter days below."

Chen Guanlou:...

He could only accompany and listen silently. He really didn't expect Prison Clerk Fan's endurance to be so low. Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's move was really absolute, directly breaking Prison Clerk Fan mentally. From now on, Prison Clerk Fan would never dare to make trouble again, and would never escape Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's palm.

Palace Heart Strategy, high, really high.

At this moment, he saw through Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's intention.

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan indeed had no intention of killing to silence, but also didn't intend to let Prison Clerk Fan go. Implicating him, he also suffered. Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan must be blaming him for not handling the errand well, causing such a big mess, almost implicating everyone to lose their heads.

Every minute and every second of suffering is very tormenting, and the heart is extremely anxious and uneasy.

The sun gradually rose, and the door of the flower hall was finally opened from the outside.

A servant appeared, with no food or wine in his hand, and Chen Guanlou instantly raised hope.

"The two can go."

"Is the matter over? Can we really go?" Chen Guanlou was a bit uneasy, fearing that the other party was teasing himself.

The servant's eyebrows raised slightly, his tone indifferent, "The two please. Steward Ping also said, let you take good care of the Second Young Master, don't let anything happen again. If there is another time, the matter will not be easy to end."

Chen Guanlou was stunned instantly, speechless, but couldn't say a word.

Prison Clerk Fan was even more confused, secretly pulling Chen Guanlou's sleeve, wanting him to make a decision.

Chen Guanlou couldn't figure it out, the Second Young Master's letter he read, looking horizontally, looking vertically, looking jumping, there was no content about poisoning. The Heavenly Prison also blocked the news. Where did Steward Ping know that the Second Young Master had an accident.

Excluding all possibilities, only the Second Young Master's letter, there must be metaphors he didn't understand, metaphors that only Steward Ping of the Wang Fu could understand.

He smiled bitterly, being careful again and again, still fell into the trap, almost losing his life. The Second Young Master is not kind at all. He ultimately committed an empiricism error, thinking of the upper-class figures too simply.

He didn't come into contact with it at all, to be precise, he didn't understand the real upper-class figures at all, and the so-called experience was all obtained from the previous life watching movies, reading novels, reading the internet, various channels of incomplete, untrue, fragmented information, even the truth and falsehood couldn't be said.

The generosity of the big master made him subconsciously think of the upper-class figures too simply.

Confused!

Fortunately, God favored him, and Steward Ping didn't have the intention to kill.

Thank God!

If Steward Ping wanted to kill him, with his current strength, it was impossible to escape. Steward Ping alone was unfathomable, and the Wang Fu must have other high-martial-arts people.

He gritted his teeth, swallowed this depression, and remembered this lesson.

He bowed to the servant, "Thank you for the reminder, I will definitely take good care of the Second Young Master, and not let the Second Young Master have any accidents."

The servant hummed, signaled the two to follow, and sent the two out of the Wang Fu.

Bang!

The side gate of the Wang Fu closed heavily.

This sound, at this moment, is how wonderful, how moving.

The first time I knew that the sound of closing the door could also be so pleasant, making people feel refreshed.

"Came out, came out alive."

Prison Clerk Fan danced with excitement, the whole person was spirited, and his eyes had light. No longer the look of wanting to die.

He laughed loudly, ignoring the onlookers pointing, not caring about his image at all.

Chen Guanlou beckoned for a carriage, pulled the crazy Prison Clerk Fan into the carriage, and set off back to the Heavenly Prison. First go to report the situation to Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan.

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan saw them standing in front of him intact, obviously surprised. Although he quickly put away his emotions, Chen Guanlou still saw it.

So, Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan was sure they would die at the beginning?

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan said repeatedly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. I didn't see you come back last night, I was worried, and thought you were gone. Thank God, you actually came back, Heaven has eyes."

"Uncle, did you think we were all dead?" Prison Clerk Fan's brain was very excited at this moment, saying whatever he had, completely without the usual steadiness.

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan sighed, "Didn't see you come back last night, I was still thinking... I was regretting, shouldn't have sent you two to the Wang Fu. Fortunately, everything is my overthinking, you weren't made difficult in the Wang Fu, right."

"Uncle, nephew was almost scared to death. Always locked in a flower hall, can't go anywhere, even going to the latrine has people following. Uncle, I thought I would never see you again, woo woo woo..." Prison Clerk Fan said to the sad place, the tears held back for two days could no longer be controlled and fell.

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan was very distressed, but for a second, he became disgusted again. With a straight face, he scolded: "This is the Yamen, who are you showing this appearance to. Shut up for this official. Also, in the Yamen, you can only call this official Master, remember?"

"Uncle!?" Prison Clerk Fan was pitiful.

"Shut up!" Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's only patience was exhausted, leaving only disgust, "Roll roll roll. Looking at your appearance, I guess I can't count on you. You go back and rest for two days before coming to serve. This official still has words to say to Little Chen."

"Thank you uncle, then I will go back first." Prison Clerk Fan cried and laughed, really pretentious. The key is that his crying appearance is really ugly, making people irritable.

After Prison Clerk Fan left, Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan greeted Chen Guanlou to come forward and speak.

"Is the matter smooth? What did the Wang Fu say? Why was it delayed for so long?"

"Reporting to the master, the matter is generally smooth, went yesterday, and saw Steward Ping at noon. Because of preparing for the Prince's possible summons, kept this small one and Prison Clerk Fan, waiting until noon today."

"So that's it. I said the Wang Fu shouldn't make things difficult for us small characters, it's not worth it, don't you think. Did the Prince summon you?"

"No."

"Did Steward Ping say anything?"

"Steward Ping let us take good care of the Second Young Master, nothing else."

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan was a bit disappointed, disappointed and felt relieved, "That's good, that's good!"

This pass can be considered to have passed. ===== CHAPTER 140 =====