Jiangshan Fengwuzhi

Chapter 93 Prison Break
"Got it!"

Excited shouts were heard in the Dali Temple, and a minor official with a cut on his forehead was quickly pinned to the ground, crying out that he was innocent.

Pei Nian hurried over and took a look at his wound.

"How did it hurt?"

"I stayed up all night and was so tired that I took a nap and neglected my job, so I was beaten by the temple minister."

"Go ask the temple master."

Pei Nian held the inkstone that Chang Jinxian held before his death and compared it to the wound.

Suddenly, screams were heard from the yamen again.

"Go away!"

The courtyard where the fire broke out was near the official residences of the Temple Minister and the Junior Minister.

Pei Nian immediately rushed over there, only to see an old man in a purple official robe, who was being hurriedly run out by officials and was still coughing.

"Where's Pei Shaoqing?"

The scene was in chaos and no one could answer.

Pei Nian rushed to the outside of the government office where a fire was burning and asked questions one after another, but no one saw Pei Wugui coming out of the government office.

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The Dali Temple Prison is not far from the Dali Temple Yamen, just across an alley.

But the feng shui is very bad. The entire building layout of the prison is cramped and quite eerie.

That morning, when Pei Nian had just ridden her horse to the Dali Temple, a man dressed as a clerk passed her on the long street and walked straight to the Dali Temple prison.

"Chang Sicheng ordered me to interrogate several prisoners."

The clerk showed the token and was soon taken into prison.

The dim light shone on his expressionless face, making him look somewhat stiff and unnatural, yet also in line with the cold temperament of a law enforcer.

"Where are Lu Yanning's family?"

"Come with me."

The jailer found a bunch of keys and walked down the long corridor.

There are cells on both sides, filled with people involved in the case of treason.

The stiff-looking official suddenly stopped and looked towards one of the cells, where a middle-aged man was grinning foolishly.

"This is Gu Beiming's eighth son, Gu Ji..." The jailer said, but he couldn't remember what he was, and muttered, "What was it?"

"Gu Jide, one of the sons of the Gu family, is named after 'the merits and virtues of our ancestors'."

"Yes, you guys are the ones who handled this case clearly."

In the light of the torch, Gu Jide was seen to be handsome and tall, but with a huge scar on his forehead. His face had a naive expression that only a six or seven-year-old child had. He was holding a straw in his hand and scratching the neck of another young criminal, who was pushed away in disgust.

"Uncle Ba, please stop making trouble. It's so annoying."

"Hey Hey."

Going further in, there were several cells filled with female prisoners, who were emitting intermittent crying sounds.

The stiff-looking clerk glanced around and pointed at one of the maids, saying, "Bring her out. I have something to ask."

"Okay, let's go to the torture chamber over there."

Xing'er, who was squatting in the corner of the cell, heard the conversation, looked up, and saw an official with a scary expression pointing at her in the dim light. She quickly lowered her head, as if she wanted to crawl into the crack in the ground.

But she was still taken out and followed the clerk into a cell.

Just looking at the various torture instruments displayed there, she was frightened out of her wits and trembled uncontrollably.

"Everyone go away, I have a confidential question to ask."

The clerk with a stiff expression drove away the others, but the jailers sneered knowing that a minor clerk could have any confidential questions for a maid.

Xing'er became even more frightened. She stared at the sharp corner of the rack and suddenly banged her head against it.

Although she was of humble status, she had a fierce temper and would rather die than be humiliated.

This time she tried her best and with great force, she bumped into someone head-on, pushing that person against the sharp corner of the rack, causing him to groan.

Xing'er was like a calf. Seeing that she didn't die from the first hit, she turned around and hit the pillar next to her.

As soon as I rushed out, someone hugged my waist.

"what!"

She screamed piercingly, struggled desperately, and cried out, "Let me go!"

Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came to my ears.

"Don't shout, it's me."

The voice was strange.

But Xing'er actually heard a hint of familiarity in that gentle tone.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she was turned around and faced the clerk.

Looking up, I saw a man's face that was not good-looking, even ugly. His whole face was strangely swollen, as if he was wearing a mask... Only his eyes were like deep pools and distant stars.

The two looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.

Gradually, Xing'er felt a sense of familiarity, her eyes became puzzled, and then she saw a look of affirmation.

"you……"

Xing'er was unsure and struggled again.

The hands that were holding her waist loosened.

"Where is Sister?"

"Sir, is it really you?"

Xing'er was extremely surprised and didn't mind Gu Jingnian's ugly appearance. She hugged his waist excitedly, buried her head in his arms and cried silently.

After venting her fear and anxiety in recent days, the maid quickly regained her sensible appearance, wiped her tears, and asked in a low voice: "Master, why did you become like this?"

"Changed his appearance."

"Oh." Xing'er remembered her duty and said, "Mr. Ying took Si Niang away and went to the Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion."

"Not in the Dali Temple Prison?"

"No."

Gu Jingnian didn't ask any more questions. He could take Xing'er away to discuss other matters first. He reached out and messed up Xing'er's messy hair and her dress.

He said nothing during the process.

But Xing'er understood what this meant, and her cheeks blushed.

After the two of them left the torture chamber, Gu Jingnian said, "I'm going to take her back to the Dali Temple for interrogation."

"No." The jailer shook his head and said, "This is against the rules."

"I am following the orders of the Temple Secretary, and you dare to stop me and delay my mission. Can you afford it?"

"Unless you have the approval of the temple minister, you cannot take anyone away."

While they were arguing, another group of jailers came over and said to Gu Jingnian, "Come here, Shao Qing wants to see you."

"Yes."

Gu Jingnian pushed Xing'er back to the torture room, closed the door, and followed them out.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly pulled out a jailer's knife, put it on the jailer's neck and cut his throat, then he chopped down another person with his backhand.

"Someone is robbing the prison!"

The jailers shouted loudly.

Soon, their shouts turned into exclamations.

"Monster...it's a monster!"

Amid screams, Gu Jingnian, with many knives stabbed all over his body, walked towards the remaining trembling jailers, killing one with one step. After stabbing them to the ground, he pulled out the keys from their waists and opened the cell doors one by one.

"Monster...monster?"

The prisoners at the cell door had different expressions. Some were afraid of this seriously injured but immortal monster, and when they saw him coming to open the door, they retreated deeper into the cell.

There were also people who couldn't wait to run out as soon as the door opened, pulled a knife from Gu Jingnian's body, rushed out of the prison, and laughed wildly.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"Kill out!"

Over at the prison, many more jailers rushed in, shouting, "Stop them!"

The two sides soon engaged in a bloody battle.

"Hehehe, it's so lively and fun."

Gu Jide was also released from the cell. He squeezed among the prisoners, watched the fighting in the distance with wide eyes, clapping and laughing.

“It’s fun and fun.”

Gu Jingnian opened all the prison doors, calmly led out Xing'er, protected her behind him, and walked out with her.

Up ahead, the jailers were desperately guarding the gate, hoping to hold out until troops from the capital could arrive for support.

Through the gate, you can see fireworks rising into the sky from the Dali Temple not far away.

That was the small fire that Gu Jingnian had lit before leaving the Dali Temple. It had grown into a big fire, enough to overwhelm the garrison forces in the capital and prevent them from rushing to the prison to provide support immediately.

Finally, the fugitives broke through the defenses at the gate, rushed out of the prison, and scattered.

Gu Jingnian took Xing'er out of the cell, but did not escape with the crowd. Instead, he walked towards the Ministry of Agriculture not far away.

He tied a horse at the side door of the Ministry of Agriculture in case of escape.

Suddenly, he saw a figure rushing towards him from the side. Gu Jingnian pushed Xing'er away, turned around and slashed at the person with a knife.

"Oh!"

His sword moves fast, but the man's moves are even faster. He hits Gu Jingnian hard on the chest and knocks him flying.

The man was wearing an official robe. He was none other than Pei Wugui, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. He looked gentle and refined in the past, but he was actually very skilled in martial arts when he made a move.

Xing'er ran a few steps and saw Gu Jingnian being knocked away, so she wanted to turn around to save him.

"Go get the horses."

Gu Jingnian shouted, turned over and stood up, holding a knife and facing Pei Wugou.

Pei Wuqiu pressed him slowly, his eyes full of sternness, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Blockhead!"

Gu Jingnian suddenly shouted, his voice was hoarse, but he tried his best to be louder.

Pei Wujiu was stunned, not knowing what the wooden man meant. The stiff-faced clerk in front of him was rushing towards him with a knife in his hand, so he concentrated on responding.

The next moment, Pei Wugui's ears moved and he felt someone approaching quickly from behind.

He turned around suddenly and saw that Gu Jide had already hidden behind him and stretched out his hand to attack him.

"Oh!"

Pei Wujiu instantly slapped out and hit Gu Jide.

The two men slapped each other, and with a dull thud, Gu Jide flew out like a kite with a broken string, rolled on the ground, got up, and clapped his hands and laughed happily.

"Hey, it's fun, wood is fun."

The talking stopped abruptly, and Gu Jide maintained the clapping posture, motionless, only his eyeballs were still moving.

Pei Wujiu didn't know what he was doing, but he felt his lungs shaking, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"call--"

There was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and a knife had already chopped above his neck.

He clamped his hands around the knife, barely holding it in place, but he felt his blood boiling and he almost couldn't hold on.

"Whoosh!"

Just when Pei Wujiu felt that he was going to die, a crossbow arrow shot out and pierced the heart of the clerk who was wielding the knife.

The other party groaned, kicked Pei Wujiu away, turned around and fled to the side door of the Ministry of Agriculture, jumped on his horse, and rode away with a maid.

"Go away!"

Pei Nian hurried over and was about to chase the fast horse, but in the end he helped Pei Wugou up.

Suddenly she felt movement behind her. She turned around abruptly, pointed her crossbow at Gu Jide who was rushing towards them, and shouted, "Stop! Don't come over here!"

Gu Jide immediately raised his hands and did not move.

Looking back again, the man who had ridden away on horseback had disappeared into the streets of the capital...

(End of this chapter)