Summer insects cannot speak of ice. This sentence comes from "Zhuangzi." "Outside Chapter, Autumn Waters", "A frog in a well cannot talk to the sea, because he is limited in emptiness; a summer insect cannot talk to the ice, and he is devoted to the time." It is said that an insect that can only live through one summer will never be able to talk in a lifetime. Knowing that there is still winter in the world is a metaphor for a person who is shallow and self-righteous.
Since ancient times, intellectuals have always had a lofty attitude and looked down on the world. In addition, during the pre-Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang treated intellectuals extremely favorably, exempting them from rent and corvee and not kneeling before officials. The cabinet system implemented by Zhu Di placed intellectuals in a supreme position and gave them the right to speak. It is not the prime minister who is better than the prime minister. This was even more true for several subsequent emperors. They attached great importance to scholars, and the scholar-bureaucrats ruled the world together and made the world They were all handed over to the scholars, but he hid in the harem, refining elixirs and breaking furniture. Therefore, there are always people who like to wear Confucian shirts and square boots on the streets or country roads, pretending to be scholars. The rat is short-sighted but always thinks that he is far-sighted, able to discern the past and the future, with a superior expression. For example, the cultural figure Lao Wu is currently talking.
"Over the past few decades, I have read extensively and discovered a truth. Anyone who achieves great things cannot achieve it without going through countless hardships. I think the suffering we are suffering today is the test of Wusheng Mother, Wusheng Mother. The birth mother knows everything and is omnipotent..."
"Hey, old man, what are you talking about?" Officer Jia had finished explaining to the jailer and came back.
Because Old Wu was too immersed in it, he didn't notice it. Hearing Jia Guan Cha's words, Old Wu was stunned and hurriedly explained: "Guan Ye, don't be surprised. The old man has had the problem of talking to himself since he was a child."
Fortunately, his voice was very low and the officer didn't hear what Wusheng Mother said, otherwise his death date would have come.
"You have so many problems at such an old age. You like to steal women's underwear, which is still the original style, and you also like to steal people's chickens. Now you naturally ask yourself, are you a chicken or a rat?" Jia Guancha was still aggrieved about the fact that his woman's underwear was stolen. It was ripped off directly from her body, and her body was exposed. Who knows if anything happened between that slut and this old man. Everything is possible.
The embarrassing incident was brought up again. Old Wu looked a little shy and hurriedly explained, "The official is wrong, I am a dog."
"Uh, old man, I'm impressed by you." Faced with Lao Wu's explanation, Jia Guancha was speechless.
"The official is wrong again. I am thirty-eight years old, so I am still old."
"Um, okay, you are thirty-eight."
After a simple handover, Wang Busheng and others were imprisoned in Songjiang Mansion Prison.
I have to say that the prison in Songjiang Mansion is much better than the one in Tianci Mountain. The rammed earth floor has now been turned into a marble floor. It is probably to prevent slipping. There are bulges on the marble floor. Looking from top to bottom, you will find that All the protrusions are regular, and several pieces of marble tiles can form a few words, which seems to be a couplet.
The first couplet is the pure land lotus, one flower, one Buddha, one world, the second couplet is the Muni Pearl Offering, Samāsāmāyāsambodhi, it turns out this is the prison of Buddha nature. Horizontal batch, well, the area is limited, there is no room to write it.
There are no longer exposed roof beams above, but a fallen roof, a white ceiling, and a European-style crystal chandelier hanging on it. I guess the electricity bill is too expensive, so I still light kerosene lamps, and the cells have been changed to In the single room, the wooden cell door has also been made of stainless steel. It is fashionable, sturdy, rust-free, durable and corrosion-resistant. It is definitely an ideal choice for simple decoration. Of course, because of the craftsmanship, this kind of door was very common in Wang Bushi's previous life. Decoration materials, which are still considered luxury goods in the Ming Empire, are very expensive. However, the Songjiang Mansion Prison is actually used as a prison door, which has to show the wealth and rich behavior of the Songjiang Mansion Prison. The cell is clean and tidy and should be cleaned frequently.
The road extends straight back, with single cells on both sides.
I just heard the jailer say: "Everyone can live here with peace of mind. Our chief secretary, Mr. Li, said that all people are born equal, the common people are human beings, and the prisoners are also human beings. Therefore, we treat every prisoner with care and will give you the best treatment possible." The warmth of home meets all your requirements."
"Nima," could it be that the Lord Registrar that the jailer said was also a time traveler, and actually put forward the slogan that everyone is equal? You must know that this world still believes in the idea that cats give birth to cats and dogs, and mice's children can make holes. , the nine sons of Longsheng are all different, but they are all dragons, Wang Busheng complained in his heart. As for the so-called warmth of home, Wang Busheng just laughed it off. Wang Busheng had never been to the prison cell in his previous life, but he had heard that prisoners were beaten. That is a very common thing. The law is already very sound and this is true in an era when everyone pays attention to human rights. What's more, it is still in this era where the law is just a joke and the warmth of family does not exist. However, Wang Busheng was quickly slapped in the face.
"Is there anything to eat?" Someone finally couldn't help but ask.
Unexpectedly, the jailer nodded: "Yes."
"Can you give me something to eat?"
"Yes, we have steamed buns, steamed buns and fried dough sticks for breakfast, rice porridge, eight-treasure porridge, lotus leaf porridge, pumpkin porridge, white fungus and lotus seed porridge. In order to take care of some friends who like to eat rice, we also introduced eight-treasure rice in the morning. The rice is also of high quality. The grains are plump and chewy. In the mouth, the grains are fragrant, and I don’t know which kind the guests want.” For all the money the jailer paid, he didn't even knock him. This shows that he often said this. To use the words of the oil seller, "you only need to know what you are doing".
"I, I want to eat steamed buns, stuffed with mutton."
"Okay, no problem, come here, bring the buns," the jailer ordered, and soon two cages of buns, with their tempting aroma, were delivered to the prisoner who had just ordered.
Looking at the white bread in his hand, which was stuffed with meat, the prisoner cried, with real tears. I didn't have time to say thank you, so I grabbed the bun and wolfed it down.
Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva when looking at the buns.
The jailer had a smile on his face and asked a clerk on the side with a pen and paper: "Write it down?"
"When I go back to the cell, I will remember it. Cell No. E, fifteen meat buns," the clerk replied.
"That's good". The jailer was very happy. He looked at the other prisoners and asked, "Don't you have any needs? If these are not to your taste, you can also bring it up. The ancestors of our chefs in Songjiang Prefecture Prison were royal chefs in the palace. , whether it’s Sichuan, Shandong or Southern Fujian cuisine, you can make it. If you need some foreign flavors, you can also put it forward and we will send people to purchase it.”
Everyone couldn't believe their ears. Was this a prison sentence? Even if they were given food, they could still order food. This was a treatment that even the landlords in the village had never received. Could it be that this was the vacuum hometown that Wu Sheng's mother said? If the Ming Empire holds a selection of outstanding government departments, everyone believes that the Songjiang Mansion Prison will definitely be at the top of the list, and the gap between it and the second place will not be even a little bit, and the first position should be able to stay for a long time.
As the saying goes, old ginger is still hotter. Just when everyone was about to order, Lao Wu said, "Do you need money for these things?"
"What do you think?" the jailer pretended to be mysterious. Without waiting for Lao Wu to answer, the jailer continued: "There is no free lunch in the world, and neither is breakfast or dinner. Of course, you have to pay for it." Seeing everyone's nervousness, the jailer smiled slightly, He continued: "Of course you can rest assured that you don't need to pay this money now. It's not a big crime to steal and steal. It's fine if you pay a fine. When your family comes to pay the money to redeem the person, you can just pay the meal expenses together."
"What's the price?" Old Wu asked worriedly.
"The price is easy to talk about. I'm a fellow from my hometown. I heard that you came here because you stole Widow Li's pants. I also like Widow Li's big ass very much. We are kindred spirits. I will give you a friendship." Please bring me the bill.”
Old Wu was ashamed again.
As soon as he finished speaking, the clerk who had just spoken was already prepared. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, opened it, and read: "One tael for steamed buns, one tael for steamed buns, cabbage and tofu, 2 taels for mutton and green onions, and brown rice for Jinan Prefecture." One liang per bowl, Jianzhou Jurchen black soil fragrant rice, 2 liang per bowl, vegetables without meat, three liang per plate, with meat, five liang, Songjiang sea bass, Taigongwang braised chicken, boiled pork slices, twice-cooked pork, dry-stirred eel slices , braised squab, mandarin fish with Longjing shrimp, stewed turtle with ham, Dong'an chicken, fish head with chopped pepper, fifty taels per plate." The clerks will tell you all the signature dishes of each major cuisine, and they will be the experts if they tell you the names of the dishes.
Of course, people with different statuses also pay attention to different things. For example, ordinary members of the White Lotus Sect only pay attention to the names of dishes that make people's mouths water. But old Wu Xiaoming also pays attention to high-level cadres such as Xiao Hong. What I pay attention to is not only the names of the dishes, but also the terrible prices. A steamed bun costs one tael. You can eat steamed buns for one tael outside for a month. This Songjiang Prefecture prison is dark, really dark, not ordinary. black. Even a home is a home with a stepmother.
After hearing these vegetable prices, Wang Busheng suddenly discovered that Sun Sanniang of the black shop in Tiancishan Town was really a conscientious enterprise. He only charged him fifty taels for four chickens. Looking at the Songjiang Mansion Prison, the price of vegetables in the Imperial Yamen was so high. The black merchants , so dark, black from the inside out.
"So expensive?" Xiao Ming asked in surprise. But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ming regretted it. Every merchant hates customers who bargain.
Sure enough, when he heard that Xiao Ming thought it was expensive, the jailer put down the face of the hotel waiter who was trying to attract customers, with a look of displeasure on his face. , how much time has been spent, in order to ensure that they are fresh, we work very hard, and we have to rush to change horses for 800 miles without changing people. Many horses will be killed, and who is responsible for the expenses along the way."
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive." Old Wu explained first, "Master, let me ask, what will happen if you don't have money to give after the meal? Of course, Master, don't get me wrong. I just ask and have no other meaning. We are all good citizens." You won’t do that kind of unscrupulous thing.”
Everyone had their ears open, and everyone was very concerned about this matter, including the one who was eating steamed buns. He was very satisfied and the food should be quite delicious.
"Haha, you mean to eat the King's meal?" The jailer put on a smiling expression again, as if he didn't care about what Old Wu said.
"Yes, that's what I mean. Of course, I'm just asking, and the officer doesn't have to say anything." Lao Wu hurriedly explained. He was worried that his words would make the jailer unhappy.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. Don't be afraid of eating the King's meal. We still have a way." The jailer laughed.
Everyone was so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat. There was a possibility of being beaten to death eating Bawang Meal in a hotel outside, let alone in a prison, where death was certain. The man eating the buns wanted to cry at this moment, and he didn't even know that the buns fell to the ground. , I just prayed that my death would not be too ugly, and that it would be best to die on a woman's belly.
Seeing everyone's frightened look, the jailer became even more proud and continued: "Anyone who dares to eat Overlord's meal will buy Japanese pirates to pick up the guests. An adult man from the Ming Empire can be sold at Japanese pirates for more than 10,000 taels. I heard that Japanese pirate women are very interested in me. Imperial men are very hopeful, and even dream of being pregnant with our Ming Empire’s offspring. According to the rule of ten taels at a time, fifty taels a day, one day is five hundred taels. Excluding rest days, there is absolutely no problem in getting back the money in one month. Haha, I didn’t expect it. The Japanese pirates are not tall, but they have very good brains. This is definitely a good business with profit without loss."
