Chapter 253 (1/2)

Shaoqing of Dali Temple passed Zhao Qiuming and Gu Chen in his mind. Zhao Xiangzheng was unlucky, and Gu Shuai just had 100000 more troops and horses in his hand. If he had to offend one person, he could only be master Zhao Xiangye.

”Has Lord Guan made up his mind?” Gu Xinglang asked. There was anger in his voice.

”Guzhuang people are in the prison,” said Shaoqing of Dali temple. He could only tell Gu Xinglang, ”is the son-in-law going to pick up people himself?”

Gu Xinglang looked at Shaoqing of Dali temple.

Shaoqing of Dali temple said, ”the bodyguard of the son-in-law can send you to the prison.” Shaoqing of Dali Temple felt that he couldn't give in any more. Gu Xinglang personally went to the prison to pick up people and told him to send them to Gu Xinglang. This will be different in the future. He gave them away, that is, he admitted that Zhao Qiuming and the Dali Temple secretary had caught the wrong person, so he ordered them to be released, and Gu Xinglang went to the prison to pick them up. Speaking of this, Gu Xinglang could rob people. As a fourth grade criminal officer, could he break his wrist with the current emperor's son-in-law and the third grade general? There's nothing he can do. It's not his fault.

”Come here,” Gu Xinglang rushed out of the door.

Several bodyguards specially called by Jingmo's men from Gu's house walked into the side hall. They all pressed their hands on the waist knife. They all looked menacing.

”Let's go to the prison,” Gu Xinglang said.

The two bodyguards answered and stepped forward to lift the reclining chair Gu Xinglang was sitting in.

The others still stared at the young minister of Dali temple. They heard all the nonsense the old boy said to the third young master just now. According to the guards, this man is trying to embarrass them.

”Thank you, Mr. Guan.” when Gu Xinglang left, he thanked Shaoqing of Dali temple. Although his expression and voice were stiff, his etiquette was not bad.

Shaoqing of Dali Temple wants to return a gift to Gu Xinglang.

The two bodyguards carrying the recliner walked out with Gu Xinglang as if they didn't see Guan get up. This is the capital. If you are in the army, who dares to talk so much nonsense to the third young master? The bodyguards stared at Shaoqing of Dali Temple ferociously. In fact, they were very unhappy. They had had enough of the taste of being bullied by dogs.

”Third young master, shall we go directly to the prison?” After leaving the side hall, a bodyguard asked Gu Xinglang.

”Well,” Gu Xinglang said, ”go faster and pick up Xiaozhuang. We still have something to do.”

”Yes.” Several bodyguards answered Gu Xinglang and walked along the long corridor to the prison.

In a flower terrace outside the corridor, when Gu Xinglang Road passed by, there was a whimper like the wind, which was more miserable than the wind. Gu Xinglang hurriedly looked at the flower table, but the sound suddenly stopped, carrying the light. Gu Xinglang could only see a clump of withered and yellow branches and leaves, but dense dwarf bamboo.

”Third young master?” The bodyguard walking beside Gu Xinglang asked when he saw Gu Xinglang staring at the flower table.

At this time, a civet cat ran out of the flower table and ran out of the yard.

It was a cat. Gu Xinglang shook his head and said, ”it's all right. Let's go to the prison.”