Yang Ze quickly shouted, "Hey, I have to queue up!" Finally, it's not the last one, he can also let others line up, it's not good to go to the line!

The young man turned around and snorted, but ignored Yang Ze. As soon as he walked to the gate, the captain inside came out and shouted, "Who was making noise outside just now? Hey, Tan Zhengwen, why are you here? You are here to meet your uncle General Tan. You are not here to borrow money again, right?"

The young man's name is Tan Zhengwen, who is Tan Songhe's nephew. Tan Zhengwen loves to take advantage of small things. Although his family is not rich, he is particularly good at pretending to be rich and particularly showing off. This is an innate problem and is difficult to change. He also loves to brag and boast. People who don't know him are often frightened by him at the beginning, and they are so scared that they borrow money from him. Of course, after knowing him for a long time, he can't scare him.

The gatekeeper naturally knew Tan Zhengwen, a living treasure, and knew his character well. When he saw him coming, he thought he was here to borrow money from Tan Songhe.

Tan Zhengwen felt very embarrassed. Even if he knew that he was here to borrow money, he could not say it in front of so many people. This young master was a decent person. He nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, I came to borrow money from my uncle. I wonder if my uncle is there?"

"Of course it's inside, but if you want to see him, you have to wait until the Marquis finishes ordering the general." The lieutenant who was guarding the gate smiled and said, "I knew you were here to borrow money again. Why do you always care about your uncle's borrowing money?"

Tan Zhengwen coughed, with a solemn expression on his face, and said, "I went to Guazhou and just came back today. Wouldn't you come to see my uncle immediately? I'm going to find an errand in Guazhou. As long as the operation is successful, I will almost become a judicial master in Guazhou!"

The captain was shocked and said, "You want to go to Guazhou to be a judicial master? That's not a small official. It seems that you are going to be developed!"

Yang Ze in the distance kept looking at Tan Zhengwen. Tan Zhengwen spoke to the captain without lowering his voice. He naturally heard it. He was shocked when he heard Tan Zhengwen say he wanted to be a judicial master in Guazhou. This profession has been designated as Jie Wenxiu. Why did he become this kid? How could he not know the news?

Tan Zhengwen said, "It depends on how it is running. As long as it is running in place, it is impossible to say that the great development is great, but Xiao Deda is sure. The key now is that it requires money to operate. By the way, what if you lend me twenty taxes? We will pay it back nine times and pay it back a year later. What do you think? You know me. I always keep my word and never miss the account. I will use the seal of the Guazhou Judicial Gongcao to guarantee you!"

The captain was quite envious of him, but when he heard about borrowing money, he immediately woke up. He laughed and said, "I almost got fooled by you. I actually wanted to take care of me borrowing money. You said you would pay me back one year later, but two years later, ten years later, and one hundred years later, don't you ever need to pay it back! Look, what are you talking about judicial Gongcao? I think you are bragging again!"

It is hard to fool acquaintances. Tan Zhengwen laughed dryly, no longer talking about borrowing money, and then changed the topic. Suddenly, he pointed to Yang Ze behind him and said, "That person does not follow the rules and even eats and drinks when ordering the order. You don't care about this matter. If you don't care, I will see my uncle later and let my uncle care!"

The captain was shocked and followed the direction of his finger and saw Yang Ze. Sure enough, Yang Ze and Fu Bingrong, each holding a big bowl in his hand and looking here. It was obvious that he was eating just now!

The captain was furious, bypassed Tan Zhengwen, walked towards Yang Ze, pointed his hand, and shouted: "Do you understand the rules? How can you eat and drink here? Are you waiting for the Marquis to summon him? It's a bit respectful!"

All the officers curled their lips, but no one dared to speak. I guess there were indeed rules in front of the Marquis' Mansion, and no noise was allowed when queuing.

Fu Bingrong stood up. He had never seen such a formation before. Seeing the captain coming over fiercely, he was a little scared and said to Yang Ze with a bitter face: "Master, this time is bad, what should I do? Will he hit us?"

Yang Ze drank the last bite of porridge, wiped his mouth, and said, "Do whatever you should do, at most it's cold dishes. However, if you want to beat it, you will be beaten. I have an acquaintance in this mansion!"

"Don't let it go, Master, hitting the apprentice in the face is just hitting the master in the face. You can't afford to lose this person..." Although Fu Bingrong has the position of captains to capture the general and is very good at archery, he is not very brave. When he saw the captain coming, he actually hid behind Yang Ze.

Yang Ze stuffed the porridge bowl in his hand into Fu Bingrong's arms, turned to the captain and said, "It is precisely because he understands the rules that he eats here. This is the greatest respect for the marquis."

The captain was stunned and stopped. It was the first time he saw Yang Ze like this, not following the rules, but he was even more polite. He was not good at speaking. He opened his mouth and said angrily: "Nonsense, you sit on a brick and drink porridge, how could you respect the marquis or the greatest respect? I think you are quibbling!"

The captain shouted loudly, and he heard it half a street, and the people in the Marquis' Mansion naturally heard it. A team of soldiers ran out, and saw that the captain was yelling and shouting, and immediately rushed over!

Fu Bingrong's face turned green, and he said, "Master, Master, otherwise let's say something soft, the hero will not suffer any loss in front of him..."

Yang Ze didn't care, and snorted, saying to the captain: "Are I quibbling? There is no need for you to scream. If you have a good temper, let's go and ask the Marquis to judge. Isn't the Marquis now? Let's go to see him in the hall!"

"Okay, look for the marquis..." The captain was furious and reached out to pull Yang Ze. If this was not outside the gate of the marquis' mansion, he would not have pulled people, but punched him directly.

But the soldiers who rushed out understood the matter. The bystanders were clear. As long as they were not too impatient, they would not be fooled by Yang Ze. A soldier whispered: "Captain, don't be fooled by this kid. If you take him to see the marquis, don't he have to queue up!"

The captain was stunned and suddenly turned his mind. He let go of Yang Ze's sleeve, yelled, and said, "Yes, I almost fell into the evil trick of you, a little scoundrel! Good, you little bastard, you actually took care of your grandfather!"

"Who are you scolding the little bastard?" Yang Ze glared and shouted!

"Little bastard is scolding you!" The captain immediately replied!

The soldiers behind the lieutenant grinned together, were they making mistakes? Why did they have to be fooled?

"Who is grandpa trapped?" Yang Ze did not give the captain a little time to think, and then asked again, which was extremely quick!

"Grandpa is trying to trick me... you bastard..." The captain has a bad temper and is anxious, but he is not a fool after all. As soon as he said that, he reacted. With the previous words, he finally understood that he had scolded himself!

The soldiers rushed forward to catch Yang Ze. They had seen the arrogant ones, but they had never seen such an arrogant one. They dared to scold the lieutenant in the Marquis' Mansion, do they all eat vegetarian food?

At the other side of the gate, Tan Zhengwen was so happy that he saw this and secretly rejoiced: "Boy, the scholar met a soldier. This time I made you feel unreasonable, let alone you didn't understand yet!" He was proud of himself and entered the gate, but did not dare to walk the right path. He walked along the wall and went to the side room to wait for his uncle Tan Songhe to come out.

Yang Ze took a step back and said, "A gentleman doesn't speak, he has something to say!" He was also a little sweaty. He had only heard that the soldiers were unreasonable, but this time he personally experienced it. It was indeed unreasonable. Of course, he had nothing to do with him, and the soldiers didn't need to talk to him anymore!

Two soldiers rushed forward, raised Yang Ze's, dragged him along the wall, and then dragged him back. Seeing this, Fu Bingrong shouted, "Where is the gate? Are you going to see the Marquis!"

The captain shouted, "Just because you want to see the marquis, you know how to write the word shameless. If you dare to talk too much, you will catch you!" He took the armored soldiers and carried Yang Ze, turned around the street to explain, continued to walk back, turned around the corner, and arrived at a small door, and erected Yang Ze in.

The captain said, "Let you eat and drink while queuing. This time, the old man asked you to eat and eat enough!"

Fu Bingrong was at a loss and followed behind. He couldn't get into the small door. He was pushed open by the soldier. He had to stand at the door. He finally put a word on his face and shouted: "Master, if you are in jail, do you want me to send you jail food?"

Yang Ze turned around and said, "Give me some mutton steamed buns at noon. That thing is hot. I guess it will be quite cold in the prison..."

The captain and the soldiers were so amused that they encountered such a heartless person. They were going to jail and were thinking about what to eat for lunch!

The captain said angrily: "It's intentional, you are poor-mouthed. Don't think that you can let you go immediately if you are here to do something. I have seen you like this before. It will be light for half a month. When the military stick is used to serve you, the killing stick will fall into your butt, and your butt will turn into a meat bun!"

Yang Ze smiled and said, "Or let's make a bet, I bet you have to kowtow three times before sunset today. If you don't kowtow, I'll kowtow for you, what's the matter?"

The captain was furious and said, "Who cares about kowtowing you to the uncle? Come in!" He pushed Yang Ze hard from behind.

At this time, the soldiers guarding the prison saw that someone was escorting him, and did not ask much. They opened the door and found a cell, and pushed Yang Ze into the prison. With a clamor, they closed the door and locked it.

This dungeon is specially designed to hold criminals and soldiers. Those who can be locked up here are all officials. It is not enough for ordinary people to lock up here. There are no other cells in the Marquis' Mansion, so Yang Ze can only be locked up here.

In the prison, there is a small light in each cell. Although the lights are dim, you can still see things clearly. Yang Ze just came in from outside, and his eyes were a little unsuitable. He closed his eyes and stayed for a while before he opened it and saw the scene in the prison clearly.

The jail facilities in the Marquis' Mansion are quite good, and there are incense and odors to drive away the smell. There are more than a dozen cells, each with a bed and a table, with a bed and a bed, and even a pen, ink, paper and ink on the table.
Chapter completed!