Wildfires are not powerful enough to burn everything in the first place.
At first, they were just sparks that no one paid attention to, and they were just fleeting red light spots scattered in the air.
Once it meets withered grass and the air under a long drought, it will turn into a ball of flame. When the flame starts to roll on the grassland, it will become a wildfire that burns everything.
Even if the rain falls from the sky, it may not help.
Zhang San and Lao Niu were sent to prison in Wenning County.
"You two, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the recent days."
The prison head smiled and said: "The reason why you fell into the hands of brothers is because someone else caught you. We are all doing this in accordance with the rules of the court."
"It doesn't matter, we all can."
Lao Niu was laughing and joking, but Zhang San was silent.
He was originally a government servant in Shanyin County, and he was very aware of this matter in prison.
Without saying a word, he first hits twenty sticks, which are called "warm-up sticks".
After beating the twenty sticks to warm up the body, the prison boss will ask for money, and this money also has a bonus called "buying road money." If you agree, then there will be nothing to say.
If not, there will be twenty sticks called "rule sticks".
If the money is not delivered after the promise is made, thirty sticks are waiting, which are called "memory sticks".
The water and fire sticks in the prison are round at the top and flat at the bottom. The flat head used to hit someone is holding an iron. If you hit someone carefully, twenty sticks can kill half of your life.
After being beaten with twenty sticks before and after, he is considered to be in prison. There will be endless tricks in the prison in the days to come.
In a word, if you have money, you will be a living god here. If you don't have money, you will be able to see gods in a short time.
When Zhang San was a yamen servant, he just watched and didn't feel anything. Now that this trick is being used on him, he feels sick from every pore in his body.
Even more so, I felt that my appearance back then was disgusting and wretched.
"You two are surprised. According to the rules, prisoners must be beaten with twenty discipline sticks before entering prison."
The prison head said, raising his hands in the direction of Jiankang: "These are the emperor's rules. Don't blame me. Come here, let the two brothers loosen up."
Twenty sticks is twenty sticks.
Zhang San thought quietly, how he dealt with others in the past, now others deal with him. I heard that this is called self-employment, which is reasonable.
"Wait a minute."
Lao Niu raised his hand: "I dare to ask, big brother, are these twenty sticks necessary to beat?"
"It's natural to fight."
"Can it be like this? My brother is weak in body and bones," Lao Niu said, pointing to Zhang San: "My mother hurt the fetus when she gave birth to him, and he was born with a disease of weak qi and blood. Can he Put those twenty on me and beat him."
The prison head looked intently at Lao Niu and Zhang San. One of them was a tall man with a horse on his shoulders and a boat on his chest. In comparison, the other looked stronger than the little chicken.
"Are you two brothers?"
Lao Niu chirped twice and said: "To be honest, big brother, we are half-brothers."
The cell leader looked at them for a long time and then shook his head: "This is the court's rule, not my rule. If you violate it, you will be punished by the superior officer."
Lao Niu's eyes darted around: "Ah, if you are willing to use some money, I wonder if you can accommodate me?"
"Do you have money?"
"Look at what my brother said, my brother is a Taoist who has a lot of ultimatums. He has been walking around in the past few years and has little financial resources."
"Real money?"
"You must not deceive me. Money that is not made of iron is pure gold and silver."
"well."
The prison head smiled slightly: "But who did you two ask to send it? You are not from this hometown..."
"Oh, the gold and silver are all in my brother's mistress." Lao Niu chuckled: "Have you ever heard of Widow Liu from the Fire Temple in the east of the city? She is a pretty person."
And the concubine is also a widow, which is really wonderful.
The cell leader was very happy in his heart. I am afraid that he was not going to have both wealth and sex today.
"This, I'm afraid, is not good. How can a woman like her trust me? There must be a token."
The prison boss felt proud of himself.
As long as they take some kind of token from these two idiots, go to the east of the city to find Widow Liu, and prove that she lost her virginity and stole someone else, will that little girl be allowed to be crushed and rounded at will?
When the time comes, all the gold and silver widows will belong to our family.
He said, looking at the two "demon men" in front of him, and he would think of a way to send these two on their way.
Anyway, several people "die" of illness in prison every month.
Zhang San was just watching Lao Niu's performance anyway. The Fire Temple and Widow Liu were all nothing.
With a great demon like Lao Niu around, he will not suffer any loss regardless of whether he is high or low.
"Token?"
Lao Niu looked at Zhang San. The two of them were almost naked now, their clothes and everything were stripped off, and their upper bodies were naked.
His eyes finally settled on the thick rusty handcuffs and shackles on his wrists and ankles.
Lao Niu exerted force and pulled, and the handcuffs broke with a snap. He stretched out his fingers and twisted and tore off a piece of the iron handcuffs, and directly grasped them into an iron ball.
"Well, why don't you give this to her."
The cell leader looked as if he was frightened to death by the scene in front of him, and his face immediately turned blue.
Yes, these two are "monsters". They thought they were the fat sheep they caught in the past, but these are real monsters.
After hunting geese for a thousand days, today the geese pecked me blindly, and the prison guard's teeth began to tremble involuntarily.
Shouldn't Tiqi Jingyesi come to arrest such a ruthless demon? Why was he sent to his own prison?
Where is the City God?
The cell leader seemed to be frightened and kept his eyes open without speaking.
Zhang San watched Lao Niu raise his handcuffs.
"Brother Niu, what should we do now?"
Lao Niu didn't say much, and just took the key from the prison guard's waist. He flipped through it and found that he couldn't determine which one was which, so he reached out and broke all the shackles on Zhang San's body with brute force.
"Let's talk after we get out."
As he spoke, Lao Niu stretched out his palms as big as cattail leaf fans and touched the cell leader's body. He took out a small sling of copper coins and a few pieces of broken silver, which he put directly into his pocket without thinking.
"correct."
Lao Niu said and kicked the prison head down to the ground.
"If you want to give me twenty sticks, I will give you a bargain and only give you two sticks."
He picked up the water and fire stick next to him and shined it on the prison head. The stick carried the whistling sound of the wind. Before it could reach the prison head, the prison head rolled his eyes and passed out.
Eggless stuff.
Lao Niu threw the water and fire stick aside without saying anything, and walked out with Zhang San.
Along the way, I found that there were no guards in the prison. When I reached the gate of the courtyard, I found that the street was deserted, with the bright moon shining brightly and a few dark clouds blowing away in the wind.
"Where have everyone gone?"
Zhang San muttered, looking at the street.
It was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog.
The old cow put his finger to his mouth.
"Shh, listen."
Zhang San listened to the wind.
It seems that the sound of drums can be vaguely heard.
"Salute to heaven."
Lao Niu looked outside: "They are singing songs to salute the sky."
Countless wildfires were shining outside the city walls of Wenning County, brand-new war drums were beaten with drumsticks, and people with white scarves on their heads sang ancient songs under the leadership of missionaries.
"Working at sunrise, resting at sunset, digging wells to drink, plowing fields to eat, what virtue does the emperor have for me?"
"Corrupt officials, heavy taxes, fine clothes and fine food, breaking bones and sucking marrow, what virtue can the emperor have with me?"
"I am so happy with my achievements and willfully use them for my own purposes. If I use all my money and use it like sand, what kind of virtue can I have, the emperor?"
Zhang San looked at the dark clouds in the sky.
Wildfires have started, and Wenning County has rebelled.
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I have caught a cold these past two days and am not in good condition. Tomorrow I will resume updating three times a day. I will try to update 10,000 words every two or three days a week. Thank you everyone for your support. I am really sorry.
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