As soon as Wu Youren made a gesture, Yang Ze immediately stood up, ran to the courtyard wall, climbed over the wall, and returned to his own courtyard. He asked loudly: "Who are you knocking on the door? Do you know I am thinking about it in seclusion?"

Someone outside replied, "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, the room in the prison is not enough, so I want to discuss with you and find a companion for you and live with you. Do you think it's true?"

It’s really like a hotel here. I was in a prison and I was in a prison cell. This is not a prison in an ordinary yamen. Many prisoners live in a cell, but this is a prison!

Yang Ze walked towards the gate of the courtyard and shouted: "The emperor kept me here to make me reflect. What should I do if you delay my reflection? Ah, what should I do?"

He stood at the gate of the yard, but he didn't open the door. It was useless to open it. The door was locked outside. He heard a loud noise outside, and the iron lock was taken down. As soon as the gate of the yard opened, several people standing outside were exposed.

The head of the company is still the head of the company, but there are two more prisoners. There is a man standing in the middle of the prisoner. He looks handsome and arrogant, just like a beautiful big rooster.

When Yang Ze saw this person, he was very happy. Isn’t this the eldest princess’ son-in-law, the one named Dugu Baoqiao. What’s going on? This person didn’t serve the princess well in the princess’s mansion, but ran here to be a prisoner with him. It was the eldest princess who specially arranged it?

Yang Ze bowed to Dugu Baoqiao and smiled and said, "Dugu Prince Concubine, can I say we are destined to be?"

Dugu Baoqiao's face was extremely unhappy. He glared at Yang Ze, as if he was reluctant, but he still said, "Forget it, it's a fate!"

"It's not a bad fate!" Yang Ze turned his body to the side and entered Dugu Baoqiao, and then said to the head outside the door: "Send some good wine and serve wine and food. I want to keep a close look with the prince-consort."

The head of the head nodded and said, "How dare you work with Lord Yang, Lord Yang's orders, the official has been ready!" As he said that, he took out a food box from behind and handed it to Yang Ze as if he was a magician.

Yang Ze smiled and said, "Even if you are not in charge of the prison that day, and you go to open a restaurant and inn, your business will be very prosperous. Within ten years, you will be rich!"

"Mr. Yang is joking!" The headman said with a smile on his face. He glanced at Dugu Baoqiao. Seeing that the other party had no instructions, he asked the prison guard to lock the door again.

Yang Ze brought the food box into the room first, and Dugu Baoqiao followed him silently. After entering the room, Dugu Baoqiao still didn't say anything, sat quietly beside the bed, looking at his expression, struggling very much, as if he was going to say something. But he didn't want to say it. He might not know that he would have such an expression, but Yang Ze could see it clearly.

Taking out the wine and food from the food box and putting it on the table, Yang Ze looked at Dugu Baoqiao. Dugu Baoqiao immediately looked away and did not look at Yang Ze.

Yang Ze knew in his heart that Dugu Baoqiao must have been arranged by the eldest princess, with the power of the eldest princess. It is very simple to let anyone enter the prison, and there is no need to let the Queen Dugu know. Caicai’s matter is too important. The eldest princess could not trust others, so she had to send her son-in-law. However, it seems that Dugu Baoqiao is quite pretentious and is not a lobbyist material, so she was so embarrassed that she didn’t speak up first.

Yang Ze was also quite helpless. Dugu Baoqiao obviously used to be a lobbyist. The reason why the eldest princess sent him here was to show her sincerity. She told Yang Ze that you can only open the conditions if you have. After you have completed the conditions, I will open the conditions. Let’s work together. Look, I have sent all my son-in-law and went to jail with you. What else do you don’t believe me?

Everyone understands the meaning, but Dugu Baoqiao doesn't say anything, so there is nothing he can do about it.

Yang Ze poured two glasses of wine, gave Dugu Baoqiao a glass, then picked up one glass by himself, and said, "Dugu's son-in-law, both of them are falling in the world, why do you have to know each other when you meet? Come on, you and I have done this glass of wine!" After that, he drank it all in one go.

Dugu Baoqiao showed an incredible expression on his face and said, "You can write poetry. These two lines of poetry are very good, and they can be regarded as excellent sentences." He is a person who considers himself literary talent. To put it bluntly, he is a literary youth, but literary youth is a disease. To put it more bluntly, he is a sick person. He can't say what his mother-in-law told him, but after Yang Ze spoke two lines of poetry, he started to comment.

Yang Ze said: "Is this poem good? I just talk about it casually." He was about to talk endlessly, but suddenly he found a hole in the wall, and the other side of the hole was Wu Youren's room!

Although it is in different yards, the houses are one, just a small yard separated by the back. Therefore, there is only a wall between Wu Youren's room and Yang Ze's room. If there is a hole in the wall...

Yang Ze looked closely and said, "Okay, there is indeed an eye in the hole. Needless to say, Wu Youren must be peeping at him and Dugu Baoqiao. What are the two big men who are there to peep at?"

Wu Youren was looking into the room next door. When he saw Yang Ze’s gaze turn, he knew that he had been discovered, but it doesn’t matter. The hole was not dug by him, and what can Yang Ze do if he finds it? Didn’t Dugu Baoqiao not find it? He didn’t see Yang Ze and Dugu Baoqiao sleeping, so what can he be embarrassed about?

When he mentioned poetry and lyrics, Dugu Baoqiao's interest came and said, "I often write poetry, but I have never done such a good poem as you read. What is the full text? Can you tell me to appreciate it?"

Looking at Dugu Baoqiao's expectant gaze, Yang Ze thought to himself: "You are here to do business, but you talk about these things with me. It's a waste of time."

He smiled and said, "I only thought of these two sentences. If I can write a whole poem in the future, I will definitely tell you to the prince-consort!"

Dugu Baoqiao said oh, feeling a little disappointed, but he didn't ask anything else, and the room fell into silence again.

This time, not only Yang Ze was anxious, but even Wu Youren, next door, was anxious. Dugu Baoqiao was very reliable to talk about things. After all, he was the eldest princess's son-in-law and a member of the Dugu family. No one could not believe him. But this princess was too ignorant of doing things and did not say anything for a long time.

There was no choice but to raise the topic by himself. He poured three glasses of wine and drank them all. After drinking, he pretended to be a little drunk, stood up and walked to the door, and recited: "The thread in the hands of the loving mother. The clothes of the wandering son are sewn tightly before leaving, and he is afraid that he will return late. Who said that the heart of a little grass can repay the three spring sunshine!"

Dugu Baoqiao raised his head and praised: "This poem is great and reveals the feelings of a loving mother! Lord Yang, your poetry talent is not much worse than me... well, it is not much worse!"

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Although Dugu Baoqiao believes that he cannot make such good poems, he is unwilling to say that his poems are not as good as Yang Ze, and he is unwilling to admit them.

Wu Youren, who was peeking next door, was also deeply moved. Yang Ze was able to climb to such a high position at such a young age, letting Empress Dugu know who he is, and letting the eldest princess send her son-in-law to win over him. She still has real skills, not to mention anything else. Even this poem is better than him, the former central sector, and he also thinks he can't make such a poem.

Yang Ze sighed heavily and shook his head and said, "It's just a poem. It doesn't matter. It's just a pity that people are in the officialdom and have no choice. I don't like being an official. If I can return to my hometown, be filial to my parents, ride a horse and take a yellow dog every day, go hunting and grazing on the grassland, what a wonderful life it would be!"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked longing on his face, as if he really wanted to live such a life!

Dugu Baoqiao immediately felt like a confidant. He said excitedly: "Mr. Yang, your thoughts are similar to mine. I don't want to be an official either. If I could live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, accompany the white cranes and green pine every day, listen to the stream water, and look at the white clouds, how good it would be. That would be the life that our generation yearns for!"

He felt like a confidant, and Wu Youren next door also felt that Yang Ze was his confidant. However, he did not yearn for the kind of life Yang Ze said, but praised Yang Ze's thick-skinned face. Such an official fan actually talked lies with his eyes open, his face was neither red nor white, and he said it the same as the real thing!

If Yang Ze didn't want to be an official, why did he travel from Bao'anzhou to Chang'an? If he didn't want to be an official, Empress Dugu sent him to become a county magistrate in Zhenxi County. Why didn't he resign? He went all the way to become a county magistrate in Baba? If he didn't want to be an official, why bother to be a poor person? He went back to Chang'an from Zhenxi County and even went to the prison? How could he have no intention of not wanting to be an official?

Wu Youren nodded, "I want to be an official, but I still want to be a high-ranking official, but I insist that I don't want to be an official, and I also write poems to prove that this state and level are almost up to him. If I take a break, I will definitely surpass him. In order to be an official, I dare to say anything. How could he not regard Yang Ze as his confidant?"

Of course, if you really believe Yang Ze's words, you will be a fool, such as Dugu Baoqiao.

Sure enough, Dugu Baoqiao was immediately deceived, and he said, "It's a pity that my wish cannot be realized. At home...ah!" He remembered his fierce wife at home. He married Princess Yinggui, the daughter of the eldest princess. That was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, otherwise he would have forced himself to be a lobbyist for Yang Ze... By the way, he came here not to recite poems, but to talk about those political affairs that caused him the most headache.

Dugu Baoqiao quickly corrected his mistake and said, "But Lord Yang, you can realize your ideals. I heard from others that you are imprisoned. It is very serious. If you still stay in Chang'an, you may have life worries. It is better to resign from your official position and go home to live the life you want, and save your life. Wouldn't this kill two birds with one stone? Why not do it?"

Yang Ze looked at Dugu Baoqiao and said, "If I resign, I can save my life?"

Dugu Baoqiao nodded repeatedly. If Yang Ze was willing to get out of Chang'an, Cai Cai would be left alone, and Li Yan, who was thousands of miles away, the eldest princess could deal with them with one hand.

Yang Ze said again: "If I don't resign, I will lose my life, right?"

Dugu Baoqiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded. In fact, it may not necessarily lose his life. At this time, the eldest princess really dare not to punish Yang Ze to death, otherwise why would she send him as a lobbyist and persuade Yang Ze to get out? Of course, if Yang Ze left Chang'an, would something unexpected happen on the way and die, it would not be certain, but it would not be his business.

Yang Ze shouted: "I want to live a free life so much..."

Dugu Baoqiao agreed, but Wu Youren next door thought that this kid was becoming more and more capable of pretending!

Suddenly, Yang Ze changed his mind and said, "If I am willing to resign or listen to some of your mother-in-law's arrangements, what benefits will she give me?"

Dugu Baoqiao uh, why did the topic suddenly change? He was not mentally prepared at all, so he could only stammer: "I, I was not sent by my mother-in-law..."
Chapter completed!