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Chapter 7 Box Bed

Pang Yu couldn't help but tremble in her heart. Her accent sounded like that of the daughter of the Zhou family. However, when she arrived at the Yamen, the people were afraid of officials, so she temporarily lost the tomboyish aura she had that day.

The prison guard smiled sinisterly and said, "Sending food, who knows what you are sending, if you put some arsenic poison and kill someone, we have the responsibility, but we cannot bear such a big responsibility."

Girl Zhou raised her head and said loudly: "How could I put arsenic in when I was giving something to dad? Then I would eat half of it in front of you, and if I die, I will die first as a little girl."

The man in a small cell next to him put a dried pea into his mouth, chewed it twice, squatted down and leaned in front of the woman and said, "Ms. Zhou, if you really don't understand and pretend you don't, you will eat it to death."

It's your business, there are rules in the prison.

How much responsibility will we have to shoulder if we let you in privately? When the time comes, all the adults will blame you, not you, but the poor man."

Zhou's daughter suddenly burst into tears, and while crying, she said, "My father didn't kill anyone, why are you locking him up? You're not even allowed to look at him, ugh... I've heard all about it, there are people in your cell who are eating

These moldy and smelly things, ugh...my dad is already so old..." Pang Yu felt a sense of joy in her heart when she heard Zhou's daughter crying.

The prisoner shouted impatiently, "If you want to cry, go cry outside. Master, I'm tired of hearing this."

Ye Laozi came over to persuade again, "Your father hurt someone with something else. There are witnesses and evidence. The person who suffered the injury is still a slave of our county government. You said that you did this. Is it possible that you are still justified? Please protect me."

If the time comes, and the sufferer does not withdraw from his position, he will definitely not be able to leave.

But if you only deliver food, I just told you that the rules are not allowed. Food from outside is not allowed in the prison.

But considering your filial piety, it is not easy, so I have another way to make your father eat well."

Miss Zhou moved her head away, wiped her tears and asked the helper in front of her, "What can I do?"

Ye Laozi shook his head and stared at Zhou's daughter sideways, "Things outside the prison are not allowed to enter, but there are some inside the prison. You give me money and I will help him find some delicious food inside. I will definitely not be able to do it."

It’s worse than what you did.”

"How much silver?"

Bang Xian held out a finger and said, "One tael per meal."

"Ah! How can a person only eat one tael of silver for one meal? That's only two or three taels of silver a day. Who can afford it?"

Bang Xian shook his head and said, "Then there is nothing we can do. Do you know that the things in the prison are not just entered casually, they are all carefully selected to detect poisons with silver needles, and they have to be cooked for you. One tael is not expensive."

Bang Xian squinted his eyes to observe Zhou's daughter's expression, and continued to exert pressure: "As a child, your filial piety can't be compared to a couple of silver. If you are someone, as long as you can get it, you won't think it's expensive like this. You

Where have all the filial piety gone?"

Miss Zhou was kneeling on the ground, panting, as if she was having a fierce ideological struggle.

No one can easily decide on this price. It only costs 2 taels a day, and before going to court, you will go bankrupt after living there for a month.

Pang Yu didn't know how much one tael of silver was. Judging from Aunt Liu's performance yesterday, one tael of silver was quite a lot, but this number always sounded cheap. She couldn't help but interjected: "You're just a little girl."

Are you so good at fighting and killing? Your head is made of cement. Who told you to eat three meals a day? Just give your father one meal a day and it will improve."

After hearing this, Miss Zhou turned around. Her face was flushed with a few tears. Although her beauty was still there, she looked quite haggard.

When she saw it was Pang Yu, her face showed an expression of anger and embarrassment.

Another helper cursed at this time, "I've been saying this for days. You really use money to buy food. If you don't understand, just get out of here."

He walked over and kicked the bamboo basket on the ground a few steps away. There was a clanging sound, and the bowls and chopsticks inside the bamboo basket collided and flipped out of the bamboo basket. Two bowls were broken, and the food was poured all over the floor.

Miss Zhou screamed in fright, and when she saw the food scattered on the floor, she took a few steps back.

Looking at Bang Xian's behavior, he knew that Zhou's daughter must not have given him any benefits. She had no money when she entered the yamen, so how could she look good on her face?

At this time, Jiao Guozhao let out a haha. Several people in front of the cell door turned around and saw Pang Yu and the two of them. They all squeezed out a smile, but the prison man's smile was a bit malicious. He grinned at Pang Yu and said

: "Pang Er is stupid, how can he still recognize me after being hit with a stick?"

Pang Yu deliberately laughed at himself when he heard his words. At this time, he wanted to ask someone else for something, but unfortunately he couldn't name this person, so he could only smile and say nothing, but he remembered this person in his heart.

Then Jiao Guozhao reached out and touched a piece of broken silver and gave it to the prisoner. Then he winked at Pang Yu and motioned for Pang Yu to enter the prison together. Pang Yu quickly followed behind.

Seeing that Pang Yu was about to enter the prison, Miss Zhou hesitated for a moment and finally said: "Pang, from the Pang family, can you bring some food in for the slave family?"

"no."

Pang Yu decisively refused. Zhou's daughter was so stupid that she dared to let Pang Yu take advantage of her in front of the jailer.

"Please, my dad has been hungry for many days."

"That's none of my business, young master. Don't you see how miserable I am, young master? I don't have a mobile phone, a computer, a car, or an airplane. Huh, I'm too lazy to tell you. You don't understand anyway.

Your father made the young master and I like this, there is a cause and an effect, he deserves to be hungry."

Zhou's daughter suddenly lost control and cried loudly: "It's all your fault... ugh..." Pang Yu felt happy again when he saw her crying. He quickly patted his head and walked into the prison, thinking strangely:

"How come I have this hobby after being beaten? Am I a fucking pervert?"

...The prisoner opened the prison door, and there was a screen wall inside. The left side was sealed with a brick wall, and there was only a passage opening on the right. Both sides of the passage were brick walls, and there was no window at all.

Walking past, there is another door with a dim oil lamp inside. Here is another prison. Although Pang Yu and the two are government servants, they are not here for official business. They can't get in without giving money. They opened the door with money to buy money.

After entering, they turned a right-angled corner, and then there was another door, but it was only opened by the cell, so there was no need to give more money. They went straight through four turns and five doors. When their heads became brighter, they arrived at the corridor where the outer prison was.

Pang Yu looked up and saw that there was a sky net made of hemp rope stretched over the corridor to prevent the prisoner from climbing onto the roof and escaping. Without a sharp weapon in his hand, this hemp rope net would be difficult to break.

The fixed-term imprisonment and life imprisonment in the Ming Dynasty were all exiles and exiles to the army, and they were sent to the frontiers for reform and had little to do with prisons.

Those who were locked up were either waiting for interrogation or to be interrogated and executed, so the scale was incomparable to those of later generations.

The layout is simply divided into outer cells, inner cells, and death cells.

The outer prison is usually used for minor crimes such as fights.

The outer cell is very small, but at least the door is in the style of a wooden fence. There is no roof on the corridor. The door is light-transmissible, which makes it easier for the prisoner to check the cell. The living environment of the prisoners is relatively better.

There were five or six people in each of the first few cells. In a room of five or six square meters, one person only had one square meter, so he couldn't sleep. The prisoner squatting in the door on the left saw two government officials approaching and hurriedly left.

The man between the bars stretched out his hand to hold the two of them, and called out: "Master Cha, I'll pay you some money, please give me a different room, as long as I can lie down."

Jiao Guozhao ignored it and kicked the hand away. After passing through the next few rooms, there was only one person in each room, and one room was even empty.

Pang Yu didn't need to ask, he knew that those people were given money so that they could live more comfortably. Prisoners relied on these methods to extort money from prisoners. If there was no money, several people would be crowded into one room and bitten by mosquitoes.

, and I can’t lie down to sleep, it’s okay for a day or two, but after a while there will definitely be a time when I can’t stand it anymore, and I can always find a way to ask my family to provide money.

Pang Yu originally thought that shopkeeper Zhou's kind of fight was in the outer prison, but he found that Jiao Guozhao did not stop, but continued to walk inside, entered another checkpoint between the inner and outer doors, reached a patio, and then went to the right to enter the inner prison.

It is extremely dark here, with only a faint light shining through the gaps in the tiles above the head. The moist and cold air is mixed with a strong smell of mold, sweat, feces, urine and other smells. The stench hits your nose. In the gloomy darkness, flies and mosquitoes are buzzing.

It's buzzing and flying in an endless stream, making people feel extremely depressed.

There are about ten cells distributed on both sides of this corridor. Each cell is only about four square meters in size, just enough for one person to lie down and eat, drink and defecate inside. No wonder the taste is so sour.

Jiao Guozhao stopped outside a cell door at the end of the outer prison, pointed inside and whispered to Pang Yu: "Yesterday I came over and gave benefits to the prisoner on duty. The shopkeeper suffered a lot last night."

Pang Yu didn't know much about the things in the prison, so he followed Jiao Guozhao into the larger cell. At this time, Pang Yu was used to the darkness, and saw something like a large cabinet inside, and a person lying on the cabinet.

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Pang Yu thought it was shopkeeper Zhou, and was a little puzzled as to why he would suffer so much if he lay like this.

But thinking that I was also a slave, it seemed too unprofessional to ask, so I had to endure it in my heart.

But he saw the man lying on top getting up. He looked vaguely not Shopkeeper Zhou.

The man also brought a bamboo hat, which was covered with a layer of gauze, probably to prevent mosquitoes. He picked up the veil and looked at it carefully for a moment, and after recognizing it was Pang Yu, he said: "Silly Pang, you can do it now.

Brother, I heard that a man from the Zhou family dared to hit someone from my father's house this week, so he didn't say anything and took turns to fuck him. I can hold this bed all night long."

Pang Yu quickly took out a small piece of silver and handed it over, "Brother, thank you for your hard work. I've been tired this night. Just don't do anything bad this week, old man."

The man in the darkness waved his hand and said, "No way, I'm lying on it, just listening to the noise, but it's almost the same. Come out and you guys talk to him, and I guarantee that he will do whatever you want him to do."

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Jiao Guozhao said, "Lao Luo, please light a fire. Unlike you, I stay here every day and can't see anything clearly."

Lao Luo got to the side and fiddled with it for a while, then lit the tinder and lit an oil lamp.

In this dark room, even the huge lights made Pang Yu feel bright.

A low groan of pain came from the box bed. Lao Luo and Jiao Guozhao raised the cover of the box bed side by side. Pang Yu curiously went over to take a look, and his scalp felt numb.

The underside of the cover was covered with three-inch-long iron nails. Under the illumination of the oil lamp, the densely packed iron nails drew countless slender shadows on the cover. Two black figures suddenly appeared from the dark box bed, and they were so frightened.

The rain receded.

Lao Luo laughed and said: "Don't do anything, just add some ingredients."

Two black shadows ran around on the ground, and finally escaped from the door. Only then did Pang Yu realize that they were two mice.

There was a gloomy atmosphere everywhere in this cell. Pang Yu's heart was beating wildly. He dared to look inside the bed again. With the dim oil lamp, he saw Shopkeeper Zhou lying inside, with his head tightly held by a ring.

, there is a clamp lock on the neck, there are double iron rings on each hand, the thighs are tied with iron ropes, the ankles are fixed in the holes in the box rails, and the feet are exposed.

In addition, when the cover was closed, the densely packed three-inch iron nails on it were facing his face, with a distance of only three or four centimeters. He was sealed in an extremely small dark space, and there was no place in his body that could

You can't move, you have to endure mosquito bites, and being locked in there all night is a great torture to your body and mind.

The person was in extremely uncomfortable condition. He was alive and dead but not dead. There were no scars on his body. Even if the prisoner wanted to sue, there was no evidence. Therefore, the box bed was deeply loved by the majority of prisoners in the Ming Dynasty.

Lao Luo sneered at Shopkeeper Zhou and said, "Surnamed Zhou, the rats and fleas I gave you last night were quite comfortable."

Pang Yu's horizons were finally opened. There were also rats in the box bed. Staying with rats, fleas and mosquitoes for one night without being able to move was enough for shopkeeper Zhou to drink a pot.

Shopkeeper Zhou was crying and moaning, unable to speak at all.

Pang Yu's hands were trembling a little. These ancients should not underestimate them. In the TV shows that Pang Yu watched before, the revolutionary martyrs faced whips, tiger stools, pepper water and the like. Compared with this, he felt that

The bed is even more eerie.

Lao Luo untied Shopkeeper Zhou's chains one after another. Shopkeeper Zhou had been frozen for too long and could not move even after the chains were released. Lao Luo grabbed his hair and pulled his upper body up.

Pang Yu and Jiao Guozhao went over to help. The three of them took the immobile shopkeeper Zhou out of the box bed and placed it on the ground.

Shopkeeper Zhou's whole body was trembling like chaff. Pang Yu took a closer look under the light. In just a few days, Shopkeeper Zhou, who was originally strong and strong, had lost a lot of weight. His hair was tangled together and half hanging on his face.

All the bumps, big and small, still have the slightest bit of majesty from that day.

Pang Yu was a little frightened when he saw it. He never thought that this matter would cause such misery to the Zhou family. No wonder the daughter of the Zhou family was so anxious. Prison is not a good place at any time.

"The surname is Zhou!"

Jiao Guozhao slapped him across the face, and Shopkeeper Zhou was shocked. He moved his hands and tried to raise them to protect his face, but his arms were stiff and could not be raised. He was so frightened that he started to groan again.

Jiao Guozhao sneered: "Now I know I'm afraid, do you know who you beat that day?

He’s my brother!”

Shopkeeper Zhou hummed for a while and said, "How could I know? I definitely wouldn't dare to fight him if I knew it was Mr. Chai.

Please forgive me!"

Jiao Guozhao casually slapped a blood-drinking mosquito on his arm to death, and then said slowly, "It's too late to beg for mercy now. My brother was beaten by you. He just got up today, and the wind got into his head. He will definitely stay there in the future."

The next disease will be severe."

Pang Yu listened on the side, and as a person involved, he should also express his position, so he coughed and said: "Shopkeeper Zhou, don't think you have suffered a lot, do you know that your stick almost killed me?

Our family is passed down from generation to generation, and you will cut off the family's incense with just one stick. Do you think you deserve it?"

"That's right, that's right. I'm sorry, Mr. Cha!"

"Okay, this is a correct attitude to admit your mistake. You are in jail because you did what you should be in jail for. Our losses are greater than yours. First, we almost lost our lives. Second, we saved our lives temporarily.

There is no telling whether he will suffer from any serious illness in the future. The suffering he will suffer is infinitely greater than yours. How can I make up for this suffering? You have to trade with us.

Now let’s solve the problem. Let’s ask you first, do you still want to continue living in this cell?”

"I can't stop! I can't stop! My gentlemen, I will pay you as much as you want! I just ask you to let the villain go as soon as possible... No, no, let the villain go out today."

Jiao Guozha and Pang Yu looked at each other and said, "After all, you are more sensible than your daughter.

To tell you the truth, once the lawsuit has been filed, you won’t be able to get out until the housing number is assigned and the notice is issued. If you want to get out now, there is only one way."

Shopkeeper Zhou grasped a hope, and even his arms were not stiff. He grabbed Pang Yu's trousers and said, "Master, what can you do?"

"Go to Shenming Pavilion, meet someone among the old men, and give us the money to withdraw the lawsuit, and you can go home."

"Go back! Go home!"

Shopkeeper Zhou’s howl echoed in the dark prison.


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