He was imprisoned here for the crime of murdering the hereditary Lord Marquis. The crime was extremely serious. It would take a lot of manpower and financial resources to rescue him. He rescued the prison, he must want to get more things from him...
Looking at his gloomy face, Murong Jian didn't take it seriously: "Lord Song, don't be angry, the terms I said are very beneficial to Master Song."
"You would be so kind?" Song Qian squinted at him, mocking him from the corners of his eyes and brows: spend a lot of effort to rescue him from prison, and offer him a very favorable condition? No fool would believe his words...
Murong Jian chuckled: "I know Mr. Song's father-in-law is running around for Mr. Song, preparing to rescue Mr. Song, but has Mr. Song ever thought that your father-in-law's contacts in the court are far less than Song Tianwen, as long as Song Tianwen intervenes, you It is impossible to walk out of this prison unharmed..."
Song Qian's shrewd eyes narrowed slightly: Song Tianwen hated him and put him in prison because he wanted him to suffer here. Before Song Tianwen was satisfied, he would not let him go. However, his father-in-law was in the officialdom. It's been a long time, and I know more people than Song Tianwen, so I may not lose to Song Tianwen...
"Sir Song has been in prison for a few days. If your father-in-law had enough ability, he would have rescued you long ago. He hasn't heard from him for a long time, which is enough to show that he lost to Song Tianwen..." Murong Jian looked at Song with raised eyebrows. Modesty, said lightly.
Song Qian frowned tightly. That's right. Although his father-in-law's official position is good, he is still no match for Song Tianwen's hereditary title. Before that, he still had a glimmer of hope that his father-in-law could win Song Tianwen, but Murong Jian dared to come here , Saying such words, it can be seen that the father-in-law lost to Song Tianwen...
"If Mr. Song is still counting on your father-in-law to save you, then you have to wait. Three to five years, ten to eight years are possible. If it is more serious, you will spend the rest of your life in this dark and damp place. Spend it in the prison here." Murong Jian said leisurely, with a little bit of schadenfreude in his deep voice...
Song Qian's complexion was instantly gloomy and terrifying. He didn't want to believe it, but he had to admit that what Murong Jian said was the truth. His father-in-law lost to Song Tianwen, his mother couldn't convince Song Tianwen, and his two sons were no match for Song Tianwen at all. No one could help him. With him, as long as Song Tianwen doesn't forgive him, he will never be able to get out of this prison...
He is middle-aged, and he still has a lot of good times. He doesn't want to sit in this dirty and smelly prison waiting to die.
"Tell me about your conditions." Song Qian's eyes were cold.
"Master Song is smart." Murong Jian smiled brightly, he knew that Song Qian would compromise, after all, Song Qian had always been pampered in the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, this dark and damp prison had made him suffer...
"My condition is very simple..." Murong lowered his voice, and slowly spit out a string of notes...
Song Qian's eyes widened in surprise, the look in the bottom of his eyes was dim...
Murong Jian chuckled: "I know this condition makes it difficult to make a decision. Lord Song, don't worry, think it through carefully before giving me an answer. I still have something to do, let's go first..."
Murong Jian said with a smile, turned around, and walked forward slowly. The strong smell mixed with blood lingered on the tip of his nose, making Song Qian frowned tightly, and bit his back teeth fiercely: "Lord Murong ,I promise you."
The environment in the prison is very harsh, with bedbugs and fleas everywhere. Every moment spent there is torture like years. Since Murong Jian can rescue him, he agrees to Murong Jian's conditions...
"Sir Song is indeed a smart man." Murong Jian paused, smiling meaningfully...
"When can I go out?" Song Qian's eyes were dark: this prison is not a place for people to stay in, he doesn't want to stay here for a while, if he can get out as soon as possible, he will go out as soon as possible...
"It can be done now!" Murong Jian smiled: Everything has been arranged!
"Thank you Lord Murong." Song Qian said in a low voice, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly: he can finally get out of this dark prison, do what he wants to do, and deal with the people he wants to deal with...
At midnight, the night is as cool as water, and the world is very quiet.
A series of dark figures skimmed up the high wall, sneaked into the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion, skillfully avoided the bright posts and secret posts in the mansion, and flew towards the middle courtyard.
In the inner room of the main courtyard, Song Tianwen was wearing a white coat, sitting reclined on the bed, reading a book.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came in through the half-opened window, and the candles in the room flickered.
Song Tianwen frowned, looked up at the window, and saw a man in black with a black scarf standing in front of the window, looking at him indifferently.
Song Tianwen was startled, and said coldly, "Who?"
"I haven't seen you for a few days, big brother doesn't know me anymore." The man in black sneered disdainfully, jumped into the room, reached out and took off the black scarf on his face, revealing his haggard face that had been carefully groomed.
Song Tianwen frowned tightly: "Why are you here?"
"Thanks to Brother Hongfu, I met a noble man who rescued me from the dark prison." Song Qian said in a low voice, step by step, approaching Song Tianwen, his eyes and brows were full of mockery: "Brother wants to I am afraid that my wish to be imprisoned to death in a prison will not come true.”
Song Tianwen looked at him coldly: "You came here just to show off to me, and you are attracted to someone of high authority?"
"That's right!" Song Qian nodded, looked at Song Tianwen, and paused every word: "Brother, you don't know how bad the environment in the prison is. I was locked there for a few days, like decades , Out of the prison, the moment I saw the light again, I felt like I had lived a new life, so I will never let go of the person who put me in the prison and suffered... "
In the last sentence, Song Qian's voice was aggravated, and the killing intent in his pupils made Song Tianwen's heart beat violently, and he shouted in surprise: "Come here, come here, come here..."
"Brother, stop screaming. The maids, mothers, guards, and servants in the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion have all worked hard all day, and it's time for them to take a good rest. I used some tricks to make them sleep soundly. You're screaming!" Throat, no one will come..." Song Qian said with a smile, the corners of his mouth curled up, reflecting the dim light, he was indescribably cold and bloodthirsty...
Song Tianwen's eyelids twitched violently. His martial arts were higher than Song Qian's. In the past, he would not be afraid of Song Qian at all, but he was burned by a fire a few months ago and became disabled. A few days ago, he was seriously injured by a stone. He hasn't recovered until now, if the two of them fight now, he will definitely not be Song Qian's opponent...