A person's life and death may be heavier than Mount Tai, or as light as a feather. If it weren't for fate, who wouldn't want to come and leave with a bang?
It is said that God is fair. Anyone who says that you come into this world without a single thing, and death cannot take away anything. Well, I will believe it for now if I have read the book.
After chatting with the prison inmate who was about to become an immortal, Wang Busui became more and more panicked. The crime of murder, arson, and beheading were considered minor crimes in the Penal Department Yamen. After all, they were all subject to beheading. He The death of a person has no economic value to the Ministry of Punishment, and those cases where the head can be saved or the nature of the case can be changed by spending money are serious crimes. Those cultural people in the Ministry of Punishment need to waste a lot of brain cells, create evidence, and let the money be spent. People become innocent people. This is why a simple case of assault can be a serious crime.
Just when Wang Busheng was still thinking about how to turn a major crime into a minor crime, and a minor crime into innocence, the cell door opened, and the same yamen servant from before appeared again, looking at Wang Busheng with evil intentions, "Don't sit down If you are sick, get up and follow me."
"Brother, what's the matter?" Wang Busheng stood up and asked,
The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with. Wang Busheng is also worried that his attitude is not good. The government officials wear small shoes for him, so Wang Busheng lowers his posture very low. Gou Jian even eats Xiang, and Han Xin even gets into his crotch, giving them to each one. The lowly government servant bowed his head, but Wang Busheng felt no shame.
"Didn't I tell you just now that I would take you to a big dinner?" The yamen officer smiled mysteriously. If it weren't for the wrong situation and characters, this would definitely be a warm picture of lovers guessing.
"Have a big meal, okay, haha, I happen to be hungry too." He patted the dirt on his butt and strode out of the cell door.
They had to eat and sleep in the open along the way, and because the travel expenses of the two officials from the Ministry of Justice were not very sufficient, Wang Busheng's eating habits were greatly affected. For example, he had meat in every meal, three dishes in one dish, and he was full every meal. These low standards were all It was difficult to achieve. The death row inmate was given a full meal before he died. He was only guilty of fighting, so it was appropriate to arrange a big meal. Wang Budie didn't think much about it.
After all, he was a man who had been here before. Seeing Wang Busui's fascinated look, the prison inmate reminded him kindly, "Brother, hold on, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of a sword comes from sharpening."
"Well, the cultural level of tomb robbers is very high." Wang Bushu gave him a thumbs up in his heart, "Thank you, brother, and I wish you a good pregnancy in your next life."
"Okay, no more ink stains, good food waits for no one," the yamen officer urged, and soon the shackles were hinged on Wang Busheng's corresponding organs.
"Brother, it's just a meal, there's no need." Seeing such a large-scale mobilization of troops, Wang Busheng couldn't laugh or cry.
"This is the rule of our Criminal Department, and it applies to everyone who comes in for the first time."
The state has national laws, the family has family rules, and the Ministry of Punishment also has the rules of the Ministry of Punishment. For example, among the Japanese pirates, it is the custom for a master to use his wife to entertain guests. As a first-time guest, Wang Busheng can only follow other people's rules.
The anklets were heavy, leaving traces on the bluestone floor.
The corridors of the Penal Department Prison are very narrow, probably for safety reasons, so that those who want to escape will be trapped in them.
Following the footsteps of the yamen servant, Wang Busheng moved forward step by step, and soon some light appeared in front of him. Then came waves of warmth. Waves of unknown smells also came over, and Wang Busheng took a deep breath. Well, this is the scent of charcoal. Could it be that the Ming Empire now also has a product of the later era - barbecue.
However, when he stepped into this house, the picture of the university cafeteria that Wang Bushi had imagined did not appear. The inside was very simple, with a burning stove, a table, and two bad guys who looked like bad guys. They seemed to be masturbating. iron. Including the rusty iron objects that Wang Busheng had seen several times before.
"Brother, aren't we here to have a big dinner?" Wang Bushi's teeth chattered. It was such a familiar scene. Wang Bushi couldn't bear to recall it. He was planning to start a small meal.
"It's just a big meal. I have worked in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice for so many years and I have never lied to anyone."
"Oh, Ergou, there's a new guy here again" asked a bad guy who looked like a bad guy.
Well, it turns out that the names of the bad guys are all the same.
"Wu Da, this guy is new here this morning. The boss ordered you to be sent here so that you can teach him the rules here."
"Ergou, don't worry if you leave it to us brothers," another bad guy who looked like a bad guy also assured that after working in this position for so many years, everyone was very confident in their professional skills.
"Okay, Wu Er, I'll leave the person to you. I'll pick him up tonight."
"To what extent is education?"
"The person hasn't been tried yet, just keep it simple,"
"Okay, I promise to complete the mission," Wu Dawu Er promised.
A chill ran through his body, and Wang Bushi knew it was not cold, "Brother, this eldest brother, suddenly I have lost my appetite. I will not eat the big meal. I am young and strong, and I can survive without eating for three days."
"Hey, you're welcome, you have to eat what you have to eat." He patted Wang Busheng on the shoulder, and the yamen servant smiled very obscenely, "Okay, I have something else to do, Wu Dawu Er is busy with you."
"Okay, let's get to work right away." Wu Da stepped forward and pulled Wang Bu to death.
Wang BuShi hurriedly exerted force, but Wang BuShi was unlucky this time. The quality of the bracelet and anklet was excellent, so Wang BuShi did not break free.
"Brother, brother, I'm really not hungry, why don't I just eat?"
"Haha, it's not up to you to come here." After three strokes, five divided by two, Wang Busheng was fixed on the table.
Wu Er was not idle either. He threw a few pieces of charcoal and pulled the bellows, and the flames of the charcoal grew bigger and bigger.
"No, don't, you two eldest brothers don't have to do this. I will agree to whatever you ask me to do." Wang Bushu began to beg for mercy. He was the male protagonist, blessed by the goddess of luck, and had the British Duke behind him. With a family fortune of hundreds of millions, here, his father doesn't believe in Zhu, and nothing can be done. So what if he doesn't beg for mercy? He has no acquaintances in Yingtian Mansion to save him.
Hearing Wang Bushit shouting like this, Wu Dawu Er was speechless, "I told you not to scream, right? If you don't know, you think we did something to you?"
"Brother, I can't do it without shouting, brother, aren't I afraid?" Wang Bushit smiled bitterly. If he behaved like this, if he didn't scream a few times, wouldn't he lose the prestige of the male protagonist?
"Okay, stop screaming. It's just a few times. Don't worry, no one will die."
"I fear pain"
"The pain will go away once it hurts."
"I fear pain"
"Hey, come on, I won't bother you anymore." An iron guy was thrown into the stove, and Wu Er stood up.
"Second brother, old rules,"
"Okay, big brother, the old rule is, start from the feet."
"Hey, what an old rule,"
"Shut up, you'll know later"
As expected of a professional, Wang Busheng's shoes and socks were quickly taken off.
"Oh, I'll go, this smell is really bad." Wu Da covered his mouth and nose,
"Well, it smells like men's football."
"Men's football, what is men's football?"
"Okay, the two eldest brothers are right, men's football is not a thing." Wang Bushit's resistance was futile in the posture of letting others slaughter him, "Two eldest brothers, please do well. Even if you let me die, let me die. Why did you take off my shoes?"
"Okay, since you look as ugly as me, I'll tell you." Wu Er stood up, picked up the towel on the side and covered his mouth.
Lao Tie was heartbroken, and Wang Bu Die was speechless. How could a blind person discover the most beautiful things in the world? For those with bad eyesight, Wang Bu Die would forgive generously.
"According to the regulations of our prison, all prisoners who are lucky enough to be guests of the prison must have a stamp like a donkey." Takeji explained.
"The donkey seal is for better work. What does it mean to give someone a seal?"
"You, this is your first time here and you still don't understand. According to the regulations of our Penal Department Prison, anyone who gets the seal will become a lifelong member of our Penal Department Prison."
"Members, the kind who watch movies for free"
"Uh, brother, you are thinking too much. How can they drive a luxury car and live in a mansion without spending money to watch movies? The first time consumers come to our Penal Department Prison must pay the original price and become our members. You can enjoy a 20% discount for the second and third time, and the soles of your feet are stamped to identify whether you are a regular customer of our prison."
Wang Bushi suddenly realized that this was somewhat similar to the service items in Songjiang Mansion Prison.
"For example, if you steal something, according to our Ming law, the stolen thing must be returned to the donor or compensated at the original price and also go to jail. But if you are willing to spend money, not only will you not have to pay back the thing you stole, but you will also not have to go to jail. , and you can also ask the donor to compensate you for your losses." It was probably not the first time he had explained it to the prisoners. Wu Er was very experienced and gave very vivid and concrete examples.
"Well, this is not confusing right and wrong."
There was a chicken mixed in the duck. Seeing Wang Bushit's surprised look, Wu Er felt that Wang Bushit came from the countryside. "Such things are not very common in our Ming Empire."
"Okay," Wang Budie was speechless and helpless.
Just as Wu Er was explaining the king's immortality, two people greeted him in front of the prison door of the Ministry of Punishment. To be precise, two old people.
"Lao Bu Die, you are right, that boy Wang Bu Die is really imprisoned here."
That's right, the person coming here is a rich man and an old man.
"Yes, Master, I asked Erniu and it was the people from the Punishment Department who took away Wang Busheng." The old man looked anxiously at the prison door of the Criminal Department.
"How do we get in?"
"Of course I'll break in," the old man said confidently. This is the prison of the Ministry of Punishments, the territory of shameless Liu Wenzheng. Could it be that he would invite himself in?
"Isn't that bad? This is the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice after all."
"Master, are you afraid?"
"Afraid, haha, just kidding, how can master be afraid? It's just," Fu Jiafang said a little bit squirmingly, "disciple, master has thought about it all the way, and I think the price needs to be changed."
"Well, Master, what do you mean, I don't understand."
"That's right. I heard that a thousand-year-old agarwood coffin can guarantee that the body will not rot. Wang Busheng made a lot of money, so the master wanted to ask Wang Busheng to buy one for me. It's only a little short of 80,000 taels."
After all, the price of 80,000 taels has been set. If the price is increased again, the wealthy party is a little embarrassed.
Poof, the old man knelt down completely. "Master, can we not do this? It is cremation now, and there is no need to worry about whether the body is rotten or not."
"Damn it, if I die, I will be burned for a while. No, even if you beat me to death, I won't be cremated."
"Well, Master, cremation is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. It protects the environment, solves the problem of land use, and the ashes can also be fertilized."
"Nima, you evil disciple still wants to crush Master to ashes."
