It was getting dark, and all kinds of ghostly sounds came from the temporarily converted cell in the warehouse, coming from all directions.
Xie Ting got a broken chair and sat outside the window. Inside the window was Uncle Guang Liang, who was looking at Ling Chi carelessly and indifferently.
Xie Ting really didn't know how this man grew up with such a heart. He was so frightened like a chicken during the day when he encountered such brutal torture. Why did nothing happen at night?
Xie Ting was also brave. He had seen beheadings and killed people on the battlefield. He didn't care whether they were shot or bayoneted.
But this Ling Chi is different from ordinary murders. Seeing a living person being cut into a skeleton, with internal organs still hanging inside, and then the person is still dying. Who is not afraid of this scene?
There were countless people who vomited at the execution ground today, and five or six trucks of sand were brought in to clean up the vomit in the evening!
Many of the comrades in the Yulin New Army were retching without having dinner or drinking any hot water!
Even when Xie Ting drank with Guang Liang at night, he only ate some broad beans, peanuts and the like. He had no appetite at all. But look at Guang Liang again. A mouthful of pork head and a mouthful of wine are so delicious.
The meat on the skin and the crispy bones make a crunching sound. After a cup of Erguotou, the hot and comfortable feeling made Guang Liang say "Oh... I haven't seen any meat in more than half a month. Thank you, brother, you..." I have made friends!"
"Don't look at the fact that you gave me half a pound of pork head and a jar of Erguotou today. I promise to pay you back ten thousand times in the future!"
Xie Ting really couldn't eat anymore. When he saw the other party eating pig head meat, he imagined that it would be the same as the meat that was cut into thousands of pieces during the day.
He will never forget the scene of those crazy people spending money to buy and eat them raw!
"Hey...you can really eat it? How did you get such a heart..."
"Haha... If I can't resist this, how can I still hang out in the capital? I'll give you a good boy. Cannibalism is an everyday thing in this officialdom. Do you really think this world is so peaceful? Woolen cloth?"
"To tell you the truth, no matter how harsh the punishment laws are, they are nothing compared to the lynchings within the Eight Banners!"
"Since the generation of my ancestors, masters have had many ways to kill their slaves! Feed them alive to dogs, roast them over charcoal fire, freeze them to death in ice water, scald them in layers with boiling water, and chop them into pieces to make meat soup. Food...it’s nothing to worry about!”
"My master, Prince Zheng! You weren't allowed to torture and kill more than a dozen slaves that year? I'm telling you, there are many royal nobles in the capital who like to eat human flesh!"
"Really?" Xie Ting stared at him in disbelief with his eyes widened.
Guangdian nodded, "The world is dark. Do you think we are all good people? I know what you are going to say. Are you saying that we are barbarians?"
"You can pull me down, how are you Han people? The Northern Song Dynasty was the time when you Han people knew etiquette, right?"
"One of Zhao Kuangyin's men is named Wang Jixun, and the other is named Wang Yansheng... he loves cannibalism! After he released his military power over a glass of wine, he was stationed there, and human traffickers came into his mansion almost every day to sell living people!"
"Does Taizu Song take care of it? He doesn't care at all. Even if the people complain, it won't work...History is full of bloodstains about this kind of thing. It would be pointless to give examples!"
"A word of advice to my brother! If you want to survive in this capital... don't talk about surviving, just survive! You have to be ruthless..."
"You can't regard other people's lives as your fate. As long as you become a good person, you will become a lamb to be slaughtered!"
"Don't I just watch a Ling Chi show? Even if you asked me to eat two pieces of meat on the spot, I wouldn't blink an eye... It's just an acting show during the day, for the people in the palace to see!"
Xie Ting was silent for a moment: "You...don't you have no mercy at all when you see your men dying tragically?"
"Yes! Why not? Liu Heita, who died today, was my slave for many years. Do you know why he was nicknamed Ban Jie Zhuan?"
"How many times have I owed gambling debts and peach blossom debts, and my creditors have blocked me. He went up and slapped me twice... and smashed two bricks on my head. The gangsters were so shocked that they didn't dare to touch a finger on me! "
"That's why you have a half-assed nickname! You are so loyal to me!"
"That's it, you still want to save him? Can you still watch?" Xie Ting really couldn't understand.
Guang Liang put down his wine glass and sighed, "You! If you have this question, it means you still haven't understood it thoroughly! Why is he loyal to me? Why am I loyal to the prince?"
"We are loyal to powerful people in order to find a way to move up! This is just like those scholars who worked hard to take the imperial examination..."
"He is loyal to me. It's not that I should be grateful for his loyalty. In fact, he should be grateful that I gave him such an opportunity to show his loyalty..."
"This opportunity means that he can work by my side. With this job opportunity, he can change his life against the odds! Only by following me can he start a family business!"
"After being with me for so many years, he can do it. I bought a house for my mother in Nancheng, and there are bank accounts and deposits in the bank! I didn't give these. Could it be that he earned it himself?"
"Exchanging life for money is a matter of course! When he is about to die, he will be blamed by others!"
"Actually, I am the same. I am loyal to the prince. It is not the prince who should be grateful to me, but I should be grateful to the prince! It was the prince who gave me a chance to show my loyalty, and the prince gave me a chance to do errands!"
"This is how I can make a fortune! Brother, you just can't figure it out, you just can't figure it out..."
Xie Ting was clueless. He was from the Hakka people, a mountaineer in the Wuyi Mountains. The Hakka people were actually a group of Han people from the ancient Central Plains who took refuge in the south.
He did not receive slave education since he was a child. Although he was poor, his family taught him to be self-reliant!
Thoughts like Guang Liang still couldn't get around in his mind!
Guang Liang raised his head and took another sip of wine and shook his head, "You still don't know enough! To put it bluntly, you haven't seen the market! Do you know how good it is to be a slave?"
"It's good to be a slave! First of all, if I become a slave, my family won't have to pay for food for generations. My family also has Zhuangzi who are affiliated with the prince's manor. Who dares to ask me to pay for food?"
"Secondly, I have become a slave. I can win the lawsuit against those Han people, and the local magistrate has to turn against me! I have my eye on a girl, and I have ten thousand ways to get her!"
"Master, I have my eye on someone's land, and I will try my best to buy it!"
"Is it okay to be a slave?"
"It's so difficult for the capital bureau! I have three houses in the capital. I live in one, and rent one to the officials of the Ministry of Rites. The third house was dismantled and rented to three Hanlin Qingliu!"
"Haha, what about the officials? Those Han officials are much nobler than me, and they recite poems correctly. As a result, there is no house in the capital, so they have to rent mine!"
"Money! Without the support of the prince, I can buy three houses in the capital? Do you know how much money I have in the bank? It's enough for my great-grandson to eat!"
"Now you know how good it is to be a slave, right? Then Liu Heita deposited 10,000 Chinese silver dollars for me in the Chinese bank! Where would he have gotten this money without me?"
"Grandma, it's worth dying!"
