Cui Yunming remained silent, but Zhuge Wolong couldn't help but feel lonely in prison for many years. Now that someone has come in, he naturally wants to say a few more words, so he asked, "How did you come in?"

"I was originally a temple prayer for the Thunder God Temple outside the city, but I didn't expect it to be accused of Song Weizhong, the county magistrate's clerk. "Cui Yunming smiled bitterly, "Song Weizhong fell in love with the Feng Shui around the Thunder God Temple and wanted to buy the land and demolish the temple to build a tomb. I didn't agree. He colluded with the yamen runners and said that I was a thief and I came in, and caught me."

"Song Weizhong! This person is a bully in Nan'an County. It would be a good end to offend him." Zhuge Wolong sighed, "Now, there are many people sent in by him in this prison. Some of them cannot afford to pay the money and food, some of them are like you who are interested in the property of their families, and some who have collected money and sent it to slaughter the white duck! It's very difficult for you to go out!"

"Slay the white duck? What is this?" Cui Yunming asked.

"The so-called 'slaughter of white ducks' means that when a wealthy, powerful and powerful family encounters a lawsuit, they buy poor children or unemployed people with a large sum of money to plead guilty. Because these culprits take the initiative to die for money, they are like being played with by others because of greed for profit. The slaughtered white ducks are commonly known as 'slaughtered white ducks'."

"It would be fine if these people were desperate, but this was not the case. Song Weizhong held the right to allocate money, grain, and corvee labor in his hand. If someone asked him for it, he would choose a family and use grain urging and corvee labor to force them to the dead end, forcing them to agree to send people in to be white ducks!"

"This method is too cruel. Unfortunately, God has no eyes, otherwise a thunder would have struck him long ago!" Zhuge Wolong suddenly remembered, "Hey, even the temple Zhu of your Thunder God Temple was captured by Song Weizhong. Why do I say this?"

I only heard that the magistrate who destroyed the family and the prefect who destroyed the family did not expect that a clerk was so powerful! Cui Yunming became more and more worried.

If I let go now and promise to sell the Thunder God Temple to Song Weizhong, can I delay the time and wait until the first Thunder Mansion is opened?

Cui Yunming was willing to do this, but unfortunately no one helped him pass the message. He lay on the wooden railing and watched for a long time, but no prisoner came in. He had to continue asking Zhuge Wolong, "Mr. Zhuge, who is this thief, who is this thief? Why did they put the charge on me?"

"I heard someone who lives here say it." Although Zhuge Wolong was in prison, the news was very well-informed.

"It is said that this person is a thief who robs the rich and helps the poor. After each stealing, he will leave the three big words "I come to you" on the wall. This person is very clever and comes without a trace. Many wealthy families will count their property after seeing the three big words "I come to you" on their walls, and find that they have been stolen."

"The rich family in the county are disturbed by him many times, so they asked the county magistrate to arrest him. What are the methods of the county yamen runners? It's just a matter of handling errands when they arrest you! Avoid the county magistrate getting beaten with a slap when they ask!"

Zhuge Wolong seemed to have not spoken well with others for a long time, and he said nothing more than that. He talked to Cui Yunming about the troublesome things in prison, which made Cui Yunming even more and more terrified.

He searched around in prison, trying to see if he could find the secret passage of Ning Caichen's escape in the movie, but unfortunately he found nothing, and his plan to use this method to go out was gone.

I re-entered the sea of ​​consciousness and saw that the thunder mark on the first Thunder Mansion gate had lit up thirty-five times, just before the last one was lit up.

Hey, now that Jingzhe is approaching, there are many people coming to the Thunder Temple to worship. Two days ago, five or six thunder marks were ignited every day. Why are there only three more thunders added today?

But even so, how can you open the Lei Mansion tomorrow? Go in and see what is inside and can you save yourself? But can Song Weizhong give himself this time?

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the noise outside. After a while, Ma Cheng came in with a bucket and brought them food. Cui Yunming hurriedly begged, “Brother Ma, can you help me pass on a message? I said I would sell the Thunder Temple to Song Shuban and beg him to let me go.”

"Oh, it's too late!" Ma Cheng shook his head and said, "I just heard Zhang San chatting with the prison head while drinking, saying that he had searched the deed and handed it to Song Shuban. With this thing, Song Shuban can do his own business. It doesn't matter whether you agree or not!"

"Ah?!" Now I can't help but admit defeat and get myself out!

"Brother Cui, if you still have family members, or relatives and friends, hurry up and ask them to send money to ask Song Shu to do it, otherwise your life will be gone!" Ma Cheng kindly reminded.

"No!" Cui Yunming smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had just arrived in the Great Jin Dynasty and had been following Lao Miaozhu in the temple to learn how to manage the Thunder God Temple. How could he have the opportunity to make friends?

At most, I only said a few words to the surrounding villagers, buying vegetables from them with incense money, and wanting them to help ask Song Weizhong to ask for help, but it is unrealistic. I don’t have such a friendship!

To take a step back, even if someone wants to help, with Song Weizhong's appetite, they will definitely ask for a lot of money, and they will not be able to take it out.

Now, the only hope is in the Lei Mansion, which is only one incense-free, and Cui Yunming quickly asked again, "Brother Ma, what's the place now in my small temple? Is there anyone else going to burn incense?"

"It's not the time to think about these things, so you should think about how to get out quickly!" Ma Cheng didn't know how important incense is to him.

"Brother Ma, you are a good person. I beg you to inquire for me again and see how my little temple is going!" Cui Yunming bowed to the end and continued to beg.

Ma Cheng shook his head, threw down two bowls of rice and went out. I don’t know if he agreed. Zhuge Wolong took a bowl of delicious food and started eating it. It was clearly moldy and black brown rice, but he seemed to be eating delicacies.

Cui Yunming had no intention of eating, so he simply gave him his bowl. Zhuge Wolong took it and shook his head, "Everyone who just came in, you will eat delicious food after being hungry for a few days!"

When it was getting late, Ma Chengcai came back and told Cui Yunming a bad news as soon as he arrived at the door, "Zhang San and the others said everywhere that you are a thief in the river. The villagers nearby were afraid of getting into trouble and dared not go and burn incense!"

"And I heard that the Song Shuban has found someone to look for a good day. You will demolish your temple in three days. You should do it yourself!"

Is this not giving me any chance? Cui Yunming sat on the ground and the villagers didn't dare to burn incense, so he always couldn't open the Lei Mansion with this incense. Isn't that all?
Chapter completed!