Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

That evening, Li Jinglong and Zhu Gaoxu rushed into Jiang Xinghuo's cell in front of the jailer as if there was no one else around.

In fact, Jiang Xinghuo once doubted whether these two people had the kind of background that allowed them to treat the prison as their own home.

Otherwise, why would the jailer ignore their behavior, which clearly disrupted prison discipline?

Jiang Xinghuo once saw with his own eyes that a gangster in custody also wanted to imitate them and visit the cell of a handsome scholar next door. As a result, he was beaten with a stick by the jailer, who was still a wooden man a second ago, until he was beaten with feces and urine.

The prison is not a hotel. If those who come here do not have a good background, they will usually be tortured by the jailers to the point where they are worse than death. It can also be said that they lose a layer of their skin.

Jiang Xinghuo has stayed here leisurely so far, which can only be said to be thanks to the blessing of the second generation Xun.

Li Jinglong entered the door and walked around for a few steps before he realized that Jiang Xinghuo was carving wood with the gold carving knife he gave him.

"What is Jiang Lang doing?"

"I learned a short story when I was in school." Jiang Xinghuo, still carving wood, answered the question unintentionally, "It's called the Death of Archimedes."

"What virtue?"

"Archimedes was an ancient mathematician from the Far West. When he died, the construction of Epang Palace in Qin Dynasty had just begun."

"How did he die?" Zhu Gaoxu asked curiously.

"The city where Archimedes was located was captured, but he didn't know it. He was still obsessed with mathematics. Enemy soldiers broke into Archimedes' house and saw him immersed in drawing on the ground. The soldier After trampling on the figure, Archimedes angrily yelled at the soldiers, 'Don't break my circle!' The soldiers pulled out their daggers and killed him."

Li Jinglong asked inexplicably according to his habitual thinking.

"Why doesn't he run away?"

"Do you think they are all the same as you?" Zhu Gaoxu asked disdainfully.

Li Jinglong immediately looked depressed and uneasy, his face was covered with a layer of gray, and he spoke some words. This time, they were all about "attacking backwards" and "turning in victoriously", which were some incomprehensible words.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu just pretended to laugh, and the inside and outside of the cell were filled with happy air.

Li Jinglong couldn't stand Zhu Gaoxu's ridicule and quickly changed the subject: "What does Jiang Lang's story mean?"

"That's what it means." Jiang Xinghuo finally finished carving part of the carving and stuffed it under the pile of straw. "Before you die, you must make a big carving so that you can leave your name in history."

Jiang Xinghuo blew the sawdust on his hand, raised his head and asked.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me, what difficulties did you two encounter when you came here? Jiang is a dying man. If there is anyone who can help you two, I will tell you everything."

Zhu Gaoxu and Li Jinglong looked at each other and became humble to each other.

"You are old, you come first, I respect the elderly."

"You asked me first, I love you."

In the end, Zhu Gaoxu, who looked older than the well-maintained Li Jinglong with a big beard, stayed, while Li Jinglong avoided it for a moment.

"Mr. Jiang, that..." Zhu Gaoxu looked a little embarrassed to say anything.

"You have a friend? Are you having trouble with that?"

"No, no." Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand, "That's right. You also know my family conditions."

"So you're here to show off your wealth to a dying man?"

Jiang Xinghuo was about to serve his sentence and was obviously in a good mood. He asked jokingly.

"Hey, what did Mr. Jiang say? This is what he said."

After his narration, Jiang Xinghuo probably understood his troubles.

To put it simply, it is nothing more than the inheritance rights in wealthy families.

Although he is now imprisoned in prison as a defeated and captured Confederate general, his father, as a veteran Hongwu nobleman, naturally has someone in the court who is easy to talk to and who prefers him, so he plans to bribe his way out of prison. His "prison execution" was released from prison.

And he planned to perform well at the upcoming family banquet to gain his father's approval.

But according to him, his eldest brother is very smart, at least much smarter than him. In this situation where he couldn't use force, he felt a little timid, fearing that he would be at a disadvantage if he failed to show his cowardice.

"Isn't it difficult to stand up?"

Jiang Xinghuo patted Zhu Gaoxu's thigh and said firmly, "I have a good idea."

"Mr. Jiang, tell me quickly."

Zhu Gaoxu was overjoyed. This was the advice of the banished immortal. It must be a clever plan that can only be encountered but not sought.

"Ah, yes, yes."

"What?" Zhu Gaoxu was stunned.

"That is, no matter what your elder brother says, you just need to pause for a moment pretending to be confident, then smile, use a condescending look, and say 'Ah, right, right' with a little sarcasm, that's it."

Zhu Gaoxu asked in a low voice: "Wouldn't that make me seem to have no independent opinion?"

"Don't you realize that you are invincible?"

"What do you mean by Mr. Jiang's words?"

"If your eldest brother said something wrong, he said it wrong first. He will take the blame first. You can interpret your following the trend as ridicule based on your father's reaction."

"Your elder brother said the right thing, and you also made the right one. At least you didn't make a mistake, and you look confident, which makes people think that you have already thought of this."

"That's it!" Zhu Gaoxu suddenly realized.

Then, he looked at Jiang Xinghuo with admiration.

Is this the advice from the banished immortal?

Sure enough, he is much smarter than me!

It seems that my performance at the court meeting this time will definitely satisfy my father!

This plan was so perfect that it was absolutely foolproof.

Yes, it’s foolproof!

"Mr. Jiang, I understand what you mean, and I will definitely carry out what you said."

"Go ahead."

Zhu Gaoxu left the cell with excitement on his face, and then Li Jinglong, who was guarding the door, came in.

"Jiang Lang, it's like this"

His confusion was obviously different from the previous one.

His confusion was that he didn't want to be in the limelight.

Yes, because his crime was relatively minor and he was just harboring a fugitive, so it didn't take long for him to get out.

In the future, there will be a meeting that he must attend, but he does not want to be in the spotlight at all and just wants to be a transparent person.

But it happened that he had inherited the title. As a noble of high status, he didn't know what to do if he was asked to speak at a meeting.

So I came here specifically to ask Jiang Xinghuo how to avoid being in the limelight without doing the wrong thing or saying the wrong thing.

After waiting for a few breaths, Li Jinglong did not receive an answer. Instead, he looked at Jiang Xinghuo with dull eyes, motionless in place, like a puppet.

To put it simply, it's like being offline.

"Jiang Lang? Jiang Lang, what's wrong with you?"

After calling a few more times, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly returned to normal and asked, "Have you learned it?"

"Learn what?"

"transfixed."

Li Jinglong's intelligence was obviously much higher than Zhu Gaoxu's. He understood the subtle use of this move almost instantly.

"Wonderful!"

"Thank you Jiang Lang. With Jiang Lang's ingenious plan, I will be able to survive this calamity safely!"

"It's okay, I'm going to be beheaded in two days anyway." Jiang Xinghuo said nonchalantly.

Li Jinglong bowed his head and left in a hurry.

After closing the cell door, Li Jinglong took a few steps to meet Zhu Gaoxu. Zhu Gaoxu asked hurriedly: "So do you know why you hurriedly informed us to attend the impromptu meeting tomorrow? What big thing is going to happen?"

Li Jinglong frowned slightly and said, "You don't even know, how can I know?"

"My father has never held an extraordinary meeting in such a hurry, and it's not the day of the lunar calendar. It's strange."

Zhu Gaoxu asked: "Is it the two memorials about gold and silver mountains that I wrote to my father? But my father gave me a 'read' in the afternoon, and just in the evening he gave me a 'get it'. It doesn’t look like you believe it.”

"Don't panic." Li Jinglong stopped the other party, "No matter what happens, just adapt to the situation according to the methods Jiang Lang taught you and me."

"It's impossible for Jiang Lang to trick us. This time we will definitely get through it safely."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded in agreement. This was the advice from the banished immortal. How could it go wrong? impossible.

Zhu Gaoxu is full of confidence in the grand meeting tomorrow morning!

This time, he will never be embarrassed again.

"Ah, yes, yes!"