In Youzhou Prison, Sima Ji covered his nose with a handkerchief and walked into the cell under the guidance of the prison head. Facts have proved that humans are still relatively acceptable to animals. As long as they can live, they don’t care how they are treated.

Standing in front of the torch at the prison door, the flames changed Sima Ji's face. He looked at Yang Ying lying among a pile of tattered quilts through the door post. If he hadn't known that the other party was still alive, Sima Ji would have thought there was a corpse in the cell. He winked at the prison head next to him, and the prison head immediately shouted inside, "Yang Ying, get up and see who this is?"

The body in the garbage dump moved slightly, and a gaze hidden behind the scattered hair stared at the group, and finally fell on Sima Ji, vaguely in a very turbid voice, "King Yan..."

"Long time no see, Yang Ying! How arrogant you were a few months ago." Sima Ji frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied with the environment here, and turned around and stared at him, "What I want is a living prisoner. The prisoners in the prison cannot die much higher than the people in Jicheng, otherwise, I will chop your head. The court guard must come every three months in the future to ensure the environment of the Youzhou prison. This place that is more hidden than a pigpen can be used to deal with disobedient prisoners."

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness," the prison head quickly whispered in a low voice, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead.

When they met, the situations of the two were completely different. Sima Ji was still the King of Yan with a large fiefdom, while Yang Ying had become a prisoner. What was completely different from the last time was that Sima Ji's fiefdom actually had one more county, and now the King of Yan with the 19 counties in the country was the King of Yan. This was really a relief from Yang Jun's suppression.

Yang Ying, trapped in prison, was as anxious as a dog that was stranded, and didn't know when he could live. The two looked at each other face to face for a minute, and Sima Ji looked away and turned around and returned.

"King Yan, Your Highness Yan, please spare Yang Ying's family's life. The villain is just a distant relative!" Yang Ying rushed to the side of the doorpost as if he had been possessed again, and his head was pressed against the pillar, as if he wanted to squeeze his head out of the gap, and cried to Sima Ji who was walking further and further away.

Haha! Sima Ji, who didn't look back, raised his lips slightly, let me scare you before.

With blue bricks, pink walls and gray tiles, surrounded by trees, it is located in a quiet place and by the river. This is a large and active house. Even from the perspective of the gentry, it is an excellent house.

With such a house garden in hand, no one would believe that Yang Ying was a good official with noble character, and even a good official would not live in the Youzhou prison. I was disappointed when I saw Yang Ying and Sima Ji Ting again. There was no such thing as the aristocrats imagined, and it was possible that the aristocrats themselves did not have that kind of thing.

Now with Yang Ying being arrested and killed, the families and even servants in this mansion are in a state of stagnation. The fallen leaves on the ground have not been cleaned for a long time. Many slaves saw the group of people coming in through the gate, and they wanted to speak but didn't even dare to scold them. They looked cautious and didn't look like a wealthy family.

Sima Ji took a few guards and walked into the mansion that Yang Ying had not had time to enjoy. He was like a curious baby wandering around until he walked into the inner room and looked up and down, as if he was walking into his own home.

"You, Yang Xin!" Sima Ji exclaimed, and see who this is? I feel so sad that I feel pity for you. Isn't this Yang Ying's little daughter? Although the two of them have not seen each other a few times, Yang Xin still left a deep impression on Sima Ji. Girls with sharp aura between their eyebrows are rare, so he naturally took a look back and took a look.

Yang Xin looked at the window and looked alone, looking alone, and didn't even notice someone came in. She glanced slightly, her heart was pounding, her pretty face looked surprised, and she exclaimed, "Your Highness, King Yan..."

If someone with an ordinary appearance had asked questions at this time, the woman would probably ignore it... However, seeing Sima Ji, even though her heart was as if she was cut to pieces and was full of darkness, the woman still felt her eyes lit up. Of course, Sima Ji was not so handsome that she was so handsome, but with the title of King Yan, she would be superior everywhere.

Sima Ji walked to the door and was about to go in. Suddenly he turned around and said, "You don't come in, women's boudoir!" Of course, you can't include Sima Ji, so he went in and put a few guards outside to guard.

"Girl, your father Yang Ying was imprisoned for smuggling salt. As for the Yang Ni Party in Luoyang, it has nothing to do with you. Now the royal family has found out that you can keep your heart in your stomach!" Sima Ji really reflected the difference between men and women in this matter. Going to the prison scared Yang Ying, but he was embarrassed to do this in front of the beauty.

Yang Xin was slightly stunned, then cried with joy and bowed to Sima Ji, "Thank you for the lives of your family! Yang Xin is willing to be a slave and a maid!"

You're thinking too much! Sima Jizhen wants to say that now, his current development is just a trick he can make, otherwise how could Yang Yu become a fish that misses the net? That's why the power-grabbing party won't kill him. Having said that, he deserves to be arranged to go to Nanzheng today, and he dug up the big pits by himself.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Yang Xin pulling away the palace clothes on his body, which made Sima Ji take a breath. My waist has not been very good these days, but he did not stop the other party from moving.

There was nothing to say all night. The next day, Sima Ji walked out of the room with a slight foot. He looked up slightly and saw the white frost on the leaves. After a moment of silence, Zhang Da came over and whispered, "Your Highness!"

"Send a message to the four Xianbei tribes and set off!" Sima Ji withdrew his gaze and ordered with a faint look. His tone was completely different from before, with a vicious feeling.

Frost arrived! Several flying cavalry rushed out from Yan State and headed to Tuoba, Duan, Yuwen, and Murong. Then these cavalrymen who sent messages arrived one by one, and the whole outside the border suddenly became active like boiling water.

Rows of cavalrymen left the city garrison, gathered into a stream, heading towards Youzhou, and the cavalry holding spears and knives shouted loudly. A few days later, the cavalry of Murong's troops entered Youzhou, and then the cavalry of Yuwen's troops arrived, Duan's troops, Tuoba's troops, and these Hu cavalry outside the frontier entered the prosperous place they saw for the first time.

Sima Ji, wearing a cloak, stood on the top of the city and looked at the thousands of Hu Qi, pointed to the blue sky, and shouted loudly, "Those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die! This southern expedition must be eradicated, just like you did outside the border."
Chapter completed!