The three of them walked out of the room, but before they could walk out of the yard, the night guards who were not patrolling the streets came around and cheered.
"Captain Li, is what happened yesterday true?"
"You are too awesome!"
"I heard from the brother who handled the case that Mr. Wei's face turned green?"
"What's going on? Some people say that you calculated it with fortune-telling, some say that you instigated the two of them, and some say that Mr. Wei had the gift of a nest, and did it on purpose, but you exposed it."
"The whole night guard office is in a state of shock, everyone is spreading the word about this. I have been waiting for you at the door for a long time. In order to listen to your words, I asked for leave because of illness and did not patrol the streets."
Li Qingxian said earnestly: "You guys, you don't know how to serve the Emperor, you only know how to catch the wind. Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei are both victims. It was Tao Zhi who took the drug. As for the other things, I really don't know."
Seeing Li Qingxian's serious look, everyone immediately understood and left with laughter.
"We believe it."
"Just listen to the opposite..."
Li Qingxian shook his head and said: "People's hearts are not ancient, they don't care about cultivation, and they don't care about studying. Why are you so concerned about bed curtains?"
Yu Ping said: "When I rushed into the house yesterday, you followed Mr. Wei closely and was the first to rush in."
"I'm protecting prisoners! Let's go!"
The Yewei Yamen occupies a vast area, and the Prison Department is built in the northwest corner. After walking for a quarter of an hour, we can see the side entrance of the Prison Department in the distance.
A high green and black wall stands tall, with rusty spikes piercing the top of the wall. Within a dozen feet or so near the wall, there is flat loess, and not a single flower, grass or tree can be seen.
Inside the wall, there are stone and wooden watchtowers higher than the top of the wall. The soldiers on them are looking around and waiting in formation.
On both sides of the side door, there is a large bronze deer in the shape of a green and black unicorn. It is as tall as a person, with a dark horn on its head, fine scales all over its body, teeth and claws, and its dark eyes are glowing in the sun.
Li Qingxian said in a low voice: "These two giant deer are magical weapons, right?"
"It is a magical weapon specially made by the imperial court. It is said that each head is capable of defeating ordinary third-level masters. There are eight heads in total around this prison." Han Anbo said.
"I wish I had one to follow."
"This thing is priceless."
When he walked to the door, Li Qingxian felt Da Xie Zhi's eyes turning and raised the badge of the Secretary of the Prison Office.
The soldier standing at the gate first glanced at Han Anbo, then looked up and down at Li Qingxian, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "This handsome man looks unfamiliar, what is the important matter for you to come to the Prison Division?"
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "I am Li Qingxian from the Shendu Division. I am commissioned by Zhou Chunfeng, the chief minister of the Shendu Division and the chief minister of the Imperial Prison Division, to work in the imperial prison."
"It turns out to be Master Zhou's order, please."
The two guards looked at each other, smiled strangely, and hurriedly got out of the way.
"Thank you two brothers." Li Qingxian smiled, stepped up the steps, entered the door, walked down the steps, looked at the stacks of buildings and terraces in front of him, and stopped.
Under the noon sun, there are black stones, black roads, black steps, black walls, black tiles, and black eaves.
Looking at it, the buildings here have a different kind of beauty, and they are so gloomy that even the sun cannot shine.
"Brother Han, lead the way."
Han Anbo stepped forward and said as he walked: "It seems that this is your first time here. The Prison Division is divided into east and west wings. The west wing houses upper third-grade and most middle-third-grade masters or great demons. The east wing holds normal people, and the lower
Fourth-grade or a handful of third-grade ones. You must not go to the West Courtyard randomly. There are too many masters there and the power they emit is extremely tyrannical. If ordinary people go there, they will definitely get sick within three days."
"I've heard that that place is one of the most evil places in the capital. It's called the Abnormal Hospital. According to legend... it contains strange monsters?" Li Qingxian lowered his voice.
Han Anbo was startled and whispered: "Don't mention this title less often. We usually use 'that monster' instead. That kind of monster is the most evil monster in the world. It is said that the monster clan relied on that kind of monster to force them into the world."
We have retreated to the south bank of the river, and are still unable to go north. What’s funny is that the demon clan is still slandering us, saying that those monsters were refined by humans.”
Li Qingxian nodded.
Han Anbo continued: "The guard said that several adults are waiting for you in Room B. In front of it is Room Jia, just past it."
"Brother Han, didn't you also work as a clerk in the Prison Department?"
"I have never worked in the West Campus, but I have worked in the East Campus for half a year."
Li Qingxian said: "We are all here on errands this time, please tell me briefly."
Han Anbo said: "Okay. The Prison Department is the most important place for the Night Guard. There are only two places in the whole city that can hold the third grade. One is the Prison of the Criminal Department, and the other is the Prison of the Night Guard. However, the Prison of the Criminal Department is mainly used for detention.
The human race, and the Imperial Prison contains all kinds of monsters and monsters. It is precisely because the Imperial Prison is so important that the Chief of the Imperial Prison has always been held by a third-grade master."
"Fugui, right? The second-in-command of the Night Guard, the left commander of the third rank, also serves as the Chief of the Prison Department." Li Qingxian said.
"It's Mr. Zhang Fugui." Han Anbo was helpless.
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "Anyway, everyone calls him that in private. What are you afraid of? Isn't he the Three Treasures of the Night Guard? He has no courage and always cowards the king, he has no face to show off his wealth, and he is useless and has no mouth."
Han Anbo smiled bitterly and said: "That is a joke among the adults in the court. For us, being able to sit in that position is by no means an ordinary person and should not be treated lightly."
"Brother Han, don't worry. I know in my heart that among the Three Treasures of Night Guard, all of them are third-grade. How can there be any weak ones? Besides, the more we call them like this, the more relieved they will be." Li Qingxian said.
"However, I heard that the Coward King had been promoted to the second rank a long time ago, but he was afraid of being targeted, so he kept pretending to be the third rank." Han Anbo said.
"This is like the style of a coward." Li Qingxian said.
"I think so," Yu Ping looked around and said, "I heard that some prison meals in the imperial prison are very good, especially those given to high-quality prisoners."
Li Qingxian rolled his eyes at Yu Ping and said, "You are really promising. You even care about your meal in prison."
"It's not illegal to try it."
"You...make sense."
The three of them chatted all the way and arrived at the area of Room B in the east courtyard.
Houses are neatly arranged in front of them.
People were coming and going on the east side, as if they were transporting something.
On the west side, some prisoners wearing ocher-colored linen clothes were linked together by chains and shackles. They were in groups of ten, squatting in the corner and enjoying the sun.
These people were unkempt and had grass and leaves hanging on their bodies.
Li Qingxian glanced at it and stopped suddenly.
The nearby jailer reached out to touch the handle of the knife, glanced at Li Qingxian's belt and clothing, then looked at Han Anbo, and let go.
"Brother Han, come to the Prison Department to do business? This lord is..." A middle-aged jailer with black eyes and a lean body came up to him with a smile. The white horse treading on the river patch on his chest was the same as Li Qingxian's, but his clothes were
Dark and stained.
Han Anbo cupped his hands and said: "Master Fan, we are here under the order of Master Zhou, the director of the Divine City. This is Master Li Qingxian."
Fan Xing and the jailer behind him had a strange look on their faces, and then looked at one of the prisoners.
"Oh, I am really blind and blind. It turns out to be Mr. Li, so disrespectful!" Fan Xing cupped his fists, arched his back slightly, and took the initiative to salute Li Qingxian.