The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress!

A2 C55 - A Banquet of Nobles and Scholars (1)

The Guangping Manor has never been involved in the affairs of the court. Prince Yin Wenping has no other hobbies but likes to dance, write, and make friends. poets from all around Great Yan are all proud of receiving invitations to the banquet of Nobles and Scholars.

Of course, except for Xie Jingyuan.

He is a military commander, and he is not interested in that kind of nonsense, seeing a bunch of sour scholars talking there, he just wants to stab them through with his sword.

Chu Xinian was very interested, but he didn't have an invitation. After the Prince left, he followed Xie Jingyuan back to the room: "The general usually lives in secluded places, and now it's time to go out for a breath of air. Besides, there are a lot of nobles at the banquet, so it's unknown how much information can be obtained?"

Xie Jingyuan sneered: " If I say I won't go, I won't go."

Whatever Chu Xinian said, he wouldn't listen.

Chu Xinian nodded when he heard the words, but didn't bother much: "Okay, then I'll go with the Prince."

Xie Jingyuan: "..."

Xie Jingyuan didn't understand why Chu Xinian had to go, after all, the other party doesn't look like a person who likes to join in the fun. The banquet of Nobles and Scholars invites even a person like the Crown Prince, so what kind of people can they be?

But Xie Jingyuan didn't understand one thing, Chu Xinian likes to join in the fun. To obtain writing materials and satisfy his inner thirst for knowledge, he dared to go to the suburbs of the Capital, let alone a mere Prince Wenping's Mansion.

As the night darkened, the dungeon became dead silent.

Qin Shuang lay on the haystack, staring at the dark wall above, like a living dead. A day passed, and he still didn't say a word.

The person who guarded him delivered a poor meal, and he threw the steamed buns along the crack of the railing to complete the task. Then he sat on the ground leaning against the railing, untied the gourd around his waist, and took a big gulp of wine with his head raised.

"Damn it, this is not a place for people to stay. Drinking good wine will lose one-third of the taste."

The guard shook his head and complained in a low voice about the dampness and darkness of the dungeon. He quickly drank a gourd of wine and fell asleep with his head tilted, snoring continuously. At his waist was a bunch of keys, one of which could open the prison door.

Qin Shuang gritted his teeth, moved his body with difficulty, and then slammed against the wall with all his strength, only heard a click, and put his shoulder bones back together. He was drenched in a cold sweat from the pain, and he did the same thing to connect the other side of the bone, and then he staggered up from the ground.

Qin Shuang stretched out his hand from the railing, knocked the drunk guard unconscious without mercy, then unlocked the key at his waist to open the cell door, took the saber at his waist, and staggered out.

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"Qin Shuang escaped?"

Xie Jingyuan raised his eyebrows when he heard Jiu Yong's report, and then waved his hand to signal him to back off, seemingly not surprised by this incident at all.

Chu Xinian was lying on the couch reading a book when he heard this, he raised his eyes, with an inexplicable smile: "The General let him go?"

Xie Jingyuan felt that he was asking nonsense, and lazily raised his eyelids: "Isn't it I who let him go? He left, could it be that he escaped by himself?"