Compared with the past, it is difficult to see the cold scene in Fusi in Nanzhen now. The prison is not overcrowded, but it is also more popular. No matter what position they hold, the Jinyi guards are not busy all day long.
With that lazy look, everyone seems to have their own thing to do, and everyone is as busy as a spinning top. In the words of Huang Baihu, the big fan: "This is like a fucking yamen!"
"
According to Wang Zhiqiu's book, except for some criminal officials who did have bad records and were not moved, other officials who were imprisoned in imperial prisons on various charges were opened by Qian Wubing and transferred to another prison. Naturally, the treatment of these officials was
There is a huge difference between the treatment of the Dongchang people who were captured.
Wang Zhiqiu hurriedly passed by the door of the Dizihao Prison. He heard a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves coming from inside, and couldn't help but shudder. This was Huang Baihu and his men doing digestion exercises after lunch!
In the Dizihao, most of the people from Dongchang who were captured in the past few days are imprisoned. Those who have some money, although they don’t know what their fate will be, can always buy a peaceful life during this period. However, there are also those who have good money that is difficult to part with or
Simply people who don't have much savings, these people have become the objects of entertainment for Huang Baihu and his subordinates.
He quickened his pace and walked over. Although he knew that this should be considered a normal thing in Nanzhen Fusi, he still felt a little unbearable in his heart. Even those who wanted to punish them and give them a happy life
That's it, it seems a bit unethical for my brothers to do this.
After walking around a long circle, Wang Zhiqiu stood still at the gate of the Xuanzihao prison. Although he saw these brothers guarding the gate every day, according to the rules, he still had to pass the waist badge test.
Go in.
"Haha, Secretary Wang, what good things have been brought today? Do you want me to share some with the adults inside?" The Jin Yiwei who was guarding the gate came over with a playful smile. While checking Wang Zhiqiu's waistband, he moved toward
Wang Zhiqiu looked at the oil paper bag in his hand.
"Go, go, go!" Wang Zhiqiu laughed and scolded: "Master Zhenfu personally prepared it for Master Yang. If you are brave enough, you can share the burden?"
The Jin Yiwei shrank his tongue: "Then I don't have the courage, I'll just eat myself!"
Walking down the long corridor, a row of prison cells appeared in front of him. When the people in the cells heard the sound of footsteps, they all raised their heads and saw Wang Zhiqiu approaching. There were actually several people, and Wang Zhiqiu was at the same time.
Say hello.
"This is Scrivener Xiao Wang. Have you found the set of "Ode to Fei Lu" that I asked you to find last time?"
"I'm looking for it now. Don't be impatient, Mr. Liu. I'll bring it to you as soon as I find it!"
"Little Wang, come over here and see if this "Poetry of General Pei" written by me has a bit of Yan Qingchen's charm!"
"Mr. Ma is joking, how can a little scribe like me appreciate your calligraphy? You have to ask Mr. Liu next door to taste it, Mr. Liu, don't you think so?"
"Huh, how can this old-fashioned man see anything good? Hey, don't go, Xiao Wang..."
While greeting these somewhat familiar prisoners, Wang Zhiqiu quickened his pace. The quiet prison in the innermost part was his destination. When he walked to the door of the prison, he pushed the door gently, and there was a crash.
There was a soft sound, and it turned out that the iron chain as thick as the child's arm was actually hanging on the cell door.
"Mr. Yang, this is the drunken chicken you asked for yesterday. It's still hot!" He unwrapped the oil paper package in his hand and placed it on the small table in the middle of the cell. Then, like a magic trick, he touched it from the lower back.
He took out a small wine cup and said, "There is also the immortal wine from Baxianju, Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang?"
"Awake!" Yang Yiqing opened his eyes, rolled over from the bed, sat down at the table and enjoyed the fine wine and food Wang Zhiqiu brought.
Wang Zhiqiu didn't leave either, and just stayed aside quietly. It wasn't until Yang Yiqing burped after having enough wine and food that he stepped forward and cleaned up the mess on the table.
"Hey, I haven't left yet today. By the way, I seem to remember that there is a restaurant near Honglu Temple. The sauced pork belly is a must-have. Get me some to try tomorrow!" Yang Yiqing returned to his bed.
, said with satisfaction.
"Okay, Sauce Hoof, I will deliver it to you sir at this time tomorrow!"
"Is there anything else?" Yang Yiqing closed his eyes slightly, but didn't hear Wang Zhiqiu's footsteps leaving, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and asked a little strangely.
"It's not that I have something to do, it's our Lord Zhenfu who wants to ask Mr. Yang for some advice!" Wang Zhiqiu replied with a smile: "Master Zhenfu ordered me to come over and ask Mr. Yang. If it disturbs Mr. Yang's rest, Lord Zhenfu
It will be the same if we come back another day!”
"Haha, that little naughty guy is served with good wine and good meat every day. I knew something like this would happen, so I asked him to come over!" Yang Yiqing said with a smile, as if he had expected this day.
Half an hour later, Qian Wubing appeared in front of Yang Yiqing and asked his question seriously.
"White Lotus Sect? Why did you suddenly remember to ask this? I thought you were going to ask about all the shit in Dongchang?" Yang Yiqing was surprised. Obviously, even if he was in prison, there have been a lot more jails in the past two days.
The matter of the prisoners in Dongchang is still very clear.
"When Mr. Yang controlled the three sides, these evil cult monsters seemed to be getting more and more arrogant. However, less than a year after Mr. Yang took office, these monsters were either beheaded or disappeared. This shows that Mr. Yang must have great experience in dealing with these evil cult monsters!
Qian Wubing said with a shy smile: "Just think of it as giving me some pointers as a laggard, how to deal with these all-pervasive evil cult monsters for the court!"
"What kind of experience do you need? How to deal with these guys who deceive people with their monstrous words? Do you Jin Yiwei still want me to teach you?" Yang Yiqing replied disdainfully: "How many of the White Lotus sect members you captured can come out intact? You
Yeah, you are still being petty in front of me, tell me, what happened?"
"Then we have to catch him. If we can't catch this person, no matter how many methods we use, we won't be able to use it!" Qian Wubing looked depressed.
"Oh, are there people from the White Lotus Sect active in the capital?" Yang Yiqing laughed loudly, "This is really not giving you Jinyiwei and Dongchang face. By the way, Jinyiwei and Dongchang are fighting? Your commander,
Can you withstand it?"
"Not only are they not giving us Jinyiwei and Dongchang face, but also the West Factory?" Qian Wubing curled his lips: "It has been said that these monsters are pervasive. Even if you catch one, you will not know anything about it. If it weren't for this
Catching them all in one fell swoop makes me feel uneasy even when I sleep!"