Late at night in the Ministry of Justice Prison, it was as quiet as a grave. This was the old Nanjing Six Ministry of Justice Prison Prison. It has been used as a prison since the Qing Dynasty entered the city. It is naturally no exception now.

In the dark prison of the Ministry of Justice, only a few butter torches inserted on the wall were still lit. The fire was swaying with the breeze. It was as bright and dark as it seemed like the fate of everyone in the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

In the prison yard, several prison guards walked back and forth. They were all eating prison meals for generations. This was the case in the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty, and the same was true now. However, compared with the past, the red roof and gray cloth "pawn" clothes she wore would have turned into black and red service under the box, but under the hat, the smooth head showed that they had shaved their hair before.

Compared with those officials, these little people who are not even a shrimp have almost never received the influence of the change of dynasty. They are still eating the meal of the Ministry of Justice prison, and the prisoners and the little people here are safe at this time.

This Ministry of Justice was also called the Heavenly Prison in the past. I don’t know how many people were imprisoned in Hongwu. Later, after Yongle moved north, the Ministry of Justice became an official prisoner, and the detention was all official criminals. It is an ordinary thing to divide the prison cells into different levels. The official prison is actually the place where officials are detained.

The prison was quiet, and the only sounds that people could hear were the sound of the mosquitoes that were overestimating their abilities to fight the fire - the mosquitoes on the big walls of the oil lamps. They were flying around the oil lamps... Some had been burned to death by the oil lamps, and their burnt corpses fell on the ground of the cell.

Because it was midsummer, the prison was like a steamer. After all, this prison was a private place that was not airtight.

Although this prison is an official prison, the environment here is naturally better than that of ordinary civil prisons, but in such a hot day, because the prison is poorly ventilated, it is like a cage in a large steamer. No matter what its identity was in the past, it will be attacked by sultry heat.

However, compared to ordinary prisoners, at least the people here don’t have to suffer so much.

I was feeling uneasy and the weather was stuffy. Not to mention falling down, I just sat there, and in just a short while, the sweat would flow down my body like water. If it were ordinary, Zhu Mingzhong could bear this sin, but now, every time I sweat, the salty sweat soaked my wounds, and the scorching pain was really unbearable.

"Old Hu, bring me a bucket of water!"

Sitting on the bed, Zhu Mingzhong, who was in pain and heat and could not sleep, roared. As soon as his roar came out, someone immediately responded.

"Military Gate, Military Gate, the young man is here, I'll give you the whole time..."

There was no intention of dealing with the words, but instead seemed very happy.

"Don't take the water tank, I want something to be shot in the well..."

Zhu Mingzhong, who was sitting alone in prison, was completely rude. He called the prison guards like he was a grandson. In fact, when he first came, he was really worried that these prison guards would deal with him. After all, in movies and TV dramas, there are descriptions of how difficult these little kids are. But who would have thought that they would be to be in this prison of the Ministry of Justice, and the prison guards they met were more polite. However, such treatment was limited to him alone.

"Master Hu, please drink your saliva..."

When Hu Degui was in the prison with a bucket, all the prisoners were licking their lips and begging in the sarcasm. These people were all wearing Qing Dynasty robes. They were all "fake officials" who were imprisoned after the army entered the city. They were once high-ranking, but now they have become prisoners under the ranks. Yesterday they were still famous figures in Nanjing, but now they have become traitors who are called to beat by strangers without exception. Even whether their lives can be preserved depends on the mood of King Yanping.

In this way, the prison is naturally not favored by the prisoners, and the environment they naturally speak of is no more than that of ordinary prisoners.

"He's so, just drink a lot. You're not slapping your grandsons, all the generals are merciful. If he drinks water, he really thinks he's a thing..."

Here he spoke ill of each other, but when he arrived at another "single room", he looked at the naked Zhu Mingzhong wrapped in a bandage, and he immediately squeezed out a smile with a shameless face, his face full of flattering appearance.

"Military Gate, your old water..."

Looking at Lao Hu's complimentary look, Zhu Mingzhong forced a smile.

"Old Hu, you are so polite!"

"Military Gate, let's not talk about anything else, we will be the first to break through the Tongji Gate and defeat this Nanjing City. Any Han people in Nanjing City will not be favored by your elders? If you are not old, we might be the grandson of the Qing barbarians..."

Hu Degui's words stopped and a sarcasm sounded beside him.

"Master Hu Lao, if the military gate rewards you now, would you kneel down and say "Master is promoted"? Then you will serve like a grandson?"

The words next door made Hu Degui's face heat up and he shouted immediately.

"He is, who is talking nonsense? In the past, that is the case. That is to you bastards, who is the military gang? The military gang is a famous hero. I, Lao Hu, when this grandson is willing, the men who serve the Han people, but you are really sorry that he has read the books of sages. The articles are all read in the dog's belly. The loyal ministers do not care about the two masters, and you have lost them all. Not only do you read the books into the dog's belly, but you even sold them clean. If you look at them, you will say... "

After scolding him like a cannon, Hu Degui said to Zhu Mingzhong who was drinking water.

"Military Sect, if you have any instructions, just say it, it's not because you are old, you are old..."

The old Hu, who was holding his words and his face turned red, had no idea what to say for a moment. For hundreds of years, prisoners like them, who have been in the prison of the Ministry of Justice, naturally had already figured out a truth, that is, in this prisoner of the Ministry of Justice, they should not do stupid things that look down on others, or do smart things that look down on their own. Therefore, no matter how big the official is, no matter what the official commits, as long as the official goes to the prison, the prisoner will treat the other party as an uncle and serve him carefully. If the official gives rewards, the prisoner will kneel and thank the rewards, saying that "the master is promoted." After a while, the relationship between the two is harmonious. The prisoner makes money in silence, and the criminals enjoy their blessings in silence, and each gets his place.

However, this time, Hu Degui was like this not only because when he was locked up, several masters came over to ask him to serve him well, but more importantly, he heard that Zhu Junmen killed a single horse at Tongji Gate with seven in and seven out, and a hero like Zhao Zilong, Changbanpo, maybe he was just a small prison guard. But he still admired such a hero from the bottom of his heart.

Sometimes the more a small person like them, the more he has a clear distinction between love and hate, and does not have such concerns like others.

"Old Hu, I know, so I didn't be polite to you!"

Zhu Mingzhong smiled, looked at the "fake official" in the prison, and then sighed.

"Old Hu, give them some water to drink, just treat it as a good relationship..."

These people will not be shaved alive or beheaded!

What will they have? If nothing unexpected happens, many of them will soon be restored, not only because Zheng Chenggong needs these pseudo-officials to govern the local area, but more importantly, Zheng Chenggong needs to use these pseudo-officials in Nanjing to show the pseudo-officials in various prefectures and counties in Jiangnan that his past will not be blamed and showed his magnanimity. In order to quickly pacify Jiangnan, the reason why they are imprisoned is to...it is just to kill the powerful stick.

Compared to them, I was so arrogant!

Originally, by winning the extraordinary achievements of Nanjing, I could naturally squeeze into the court, so that the world could look at me with admiration and lay the foundation for the future. But now, Nanjing has been built, but I am imprisoned.

"Can you come here to be a prison?"

Thinking of this, Zhu Mingzhong suddenly felt happy again. He didn't know if there were other time travelers, but if so, at least he had set a record now. Although he might not be able to make a death record, at least it is certain that no time traveler has ever been to prison three times!

"This is also a miracle..."

With such self-deprecating words, Zhu Mingzhong couldn't help but worry about his own destiny.

This time I was so impulsive. If you encounter any things in the future, you must be calm!

When he calmed down, he even secretly thanked that he had escaped again. After all, in the army, it was a crime to be executed according to military law.

"Zhu, Zhu Junmen..."

Suddenly, the sound next door interrupted Zhu Mingzhong's thoughts. He followed the sound and saw that in the prison opposite the prison door, a middle-aged official wearing a Qing official uniform was looking at him with a straight look.

"Can I give you a drink of water? This is so thirsty..."

When the man saw Zhu Mingzhong heard it, he quickly spoke up to ask for water. He looked at the prison and looked at him pitifully. Although Lao Hu had already gone to fetch water, who knew how long it would take? So Zhu Mingzhong scooped a spoon of water on a wooden spoon and handed it over in the aisle in the prison. As soon as the water was handed over, the person who was asking for water just now saw that everyone was surrounding him, he said with a spoon.

"Everyone please give in quickly, let me understand drink first..."

A spoonful of water is like a life-saving sweet spring for those who are thirsty. Seeing that the man gave up the water, Zhu Mingzhong smiled slightly in his heart and said to them.

"There is still a bucket of water here, so everyone just drink it. I'll send another bucket of water later."

For these people who were in prison and whose fate was uncertain, they were naturally grateful. When they handed the spoon of water through the aisle, Zhu Mingzhong was familiar with the person who had asked for water before.

"Jiamei, what official position was you originally? If you have nothing to do, I will ask someone to speak up tomorrow and release you."

His words immediately attracted the people around me to look at Dai Cang with envy, and they all looked like they wanted to treat each other with their own eyes.

"I went back to the military gate and only came from the seventh-rank minor official, but I did not help the evil. If the military gate could help, please let me go first. He is the oldest and he really can't hold on in this prison."

Dai Cang's answer made Zhu Mingzhong stunned. He thought to himself, this man really didn't know that he was giving him kindness? But he changed his mind and smiled at him.
Chapter completed!