At this time, a group of government officials suddenly broke in outside the door. They all had fierce looks and shackles in their hands. Qin Jing and Yuchi outside the door saw that they could not stop them. After entering the door, Liang Chuan saw that the leader was the one they met earlier. When the policeman surnamed Gao saw Liang Chuan and then looked at the unconscious girl, he frowned deeply and shouted in a low voice: "Take it and take it away."
Liang Chuan knew that even if he did not cause this incident today, he still had something to do with it. His struggle was in vain and he would have to suffer a little more later. He sat on the ground and stretched out his hand readily, asking the yamen servant to put on the shackles.
A woman suddenly appeared from the crowd of yamen servants. With a push of her hand, a knife struck directly at Liang Chuan's head. Liang Chuan was completely unprepared for the onslaught. Who would have thought that a girl as beautiful as a flower would strike so sharply? Liang Chuan's knot He took a solid slap, his head felt dizzy, and his ears rang like deafness. Then his vision went black and he fell heavily to the ground.
Qin Sang didn't really believe that Liang Chuan was saving people and not molesting the 'corpse' until she saw the saliva that Liu Jinyan vomited out. As soon as she made a move, her fist was filled with wind, and she slapped Liang Chuan with her palm. Liang Chuan felt the blood in his body. About to be squeezed out of his chest, a trace of fishy sweetness surged in his throat, and it would spurt out if he couldn't hold it in.
Yes, Qin Sang is a master.
He was beaten by a woman until he vomited blood. If this woman was an ordinary woman, Liang Chuan would have died.
Fortunately, okay, Liang Chuan sat weakly on the ground. Qin touched her nose with his hand. Her breathing had stabilized and her chest was rising and falling slightly. Then she broke her tears and turned into a smile. She laughed twice and hugged Liu Jinyan until she cried uncontrollably.
She quickly put on clothes for Liu Jinyan. Liu Jinyan's lips turned purple from the cold, but it was probably nothing serious.
The last time such an expert let him bump into was the half-immortal Linghu Chuan of Longhu Mountain.
As expected, women, old men, Taoists, priests, and children should not be underestimated. If they suffer even a little loss, they may die.
Yuchitian and Qin Jing were horrified to see this woman. What kind of background did this woman have? She actually made Liang Chuan lie down obediently with just one move! They had communicated with Liang Chuan before. Liang Chuan's martial arts skills were so rough that it would not be an exaggeration to describe them as not worth mentioning. The most commendable thing about Liang Chuan was his endurance and ability to withstand blows. His body and strength seemed to He is like a monster, and God rewarded him with a bowl of good food. Even if the two of them couldn't win with one blow in Liangchuan, there would be little benefit in competing for endurance.
This woman only used one trick!
Today's lesson is so vivid. The first iron rule of Qingyuantang is never to conflict with the government. The two of them could only watch their sworn brother being taken away by them. They didn't know how the situation would develop. Now they would just take action rashly. I'm afraid it will put Liang Chuan in more danger.
And the most important point is that Liang Chuan's identity is extremely mysterious. The dozens of people behind him are not something ordinary people can summon. It is best to wait and see what happens.
I don't know how much time passed. Liang Chuan slowly opened his heavy eyelids. His head felt as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer. Now his mind was still in chaos. The only thought was that it hurt. Even his current indestructible You can feel the pain in your body, so you can imagine how vicious that woman's blow was.
If he had a body like Zhaodi's, he might have died of cerebral hemorrhage.
Looking up, everything was pitch black, and a faint starlight came in from the small hole in the vent. It turned out to be night.
It's a cell again, but I don't know where it is. There were quite a lot of compartments in the cell, but there were almost no people there, and some people were silent. It seemed that the addition of Liang Chuan made no difference to them. Everyone in this cell has empty eyes. It looks more like a death row cell than Xinghua Cell.
Liang Chuan smiled bitterly. Everything he did seemed to happen again. This was the second time he had been in the cell. The difference is that the treatment this time is quite good, and I was even given a single room for myself, so I got peace and quiet.
The oil lamp in the cell was so weak that it could be ignored, and the starlight was brighter than the light. The deathly silence made people mentally numb. If you stay in this environment for a long time, you will become very slow to time and various senses. People are naturally stupid.
I'm afraid that what happened today is a big deal, but I don't know how many people fell into the water like Liu Jinyan but didn't go to the rescue themselves, otherwise the government would have no reason to put him in jail. Liang Chuan's stomach growled as he thought about it. After a day of rescuing people and being beaten, his stomach didn't have a single bite to eat. The amount of food he eats now is really uncomfortable.
I don't know how long it took, but Starlight became even more full and hungry, and the thunderous roar could be heard throughout the cell. After the numbness of hunger, there is an endless feeling of loneliness. There are only bars and cages in front of him. Although he has been in this world for countless days, when there is no one around him, he will miss himself more. My parents, relatives and friends from my previous life, I miss my art mother and the unborn child in her belly.
I seemed to have a dream, and I was thinking about when I would wake up from this dream. This feeling would be particularly obvious every time I was in a desperate situation, lonely and desolate.
The door of the cell suddenly opened, and a strong light shone in. Two young yamen officers walked in, one carrying a tray with three exquisite meat dishes on it, and a letter of exquisite wine in a porcelain jar. The other person was carrying a bucket, a swill bucket that smelled so bad.
The prisoners in the cell all stared at the exquisite food and wine served by the yamen servants. Their eyes showed not desire but fear. They breathed a sigh of relief when the food and wine passed from the front of their cells. They watched the food and wine go to find it. Know which one is the unlucky one.
Everyone was almost lying on the doorpost of the cell as they watched the officials deliver the food and wine to Liang Chuan. Today's food and wine were so rich that they had never seen such a luxurious decapitation meal. The usual decapitated rice is just a little better than the usual swill porridge, but it only has an extra piece of green vegetables and a piece of fatty pork. This guy ate fat goose, fragrant braised pig's feet, and that wine. It probably costs a lot of money, and you can smell the enticing aroma of wine through the cork.
This is too fast. The prison in this state capital is full of serious criminals who are waiting for the Ministry of Punishment to review their documents. However, they have never been sent in during the day and given a meal at night. What is this? Is it a decisive decision of killing first and then showing off?
Liang Chuan's principle is that no matter how troublesome he is, he should eat first. Only when he is full can he have the strength to do other things. When the food and wine arrived, they were of good quality. The bowl of rice was still spiced pork rice, soybeans and thin strips of fat cooked until soft. It tasted delicious. Liang Chuan held the chopsticks, using his hands and mouth together, happily chewing on the pig's feet.
The people in the two cells next to them were holding on to the bars and looking at Liang Chuan, thinking that he could still eat so happily. They all shook their heads and felt chills running down their spines. They scooped up a bowl of slightly rancid porridge and watched. Liang Chuan looked at the porridge in his hand again and felt that the porridge was still comfortable to drink. .
Liang Chuan looked at so many people watching him eat, and then looked at the rotten porridge in their hands that was not meant for human consumption. He said politely: "Everyone, would you like some, I can't finish it all."
Damn it, it's really unlucky to have to divide the meal between people. Everyone doesn't know whether he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, so they are afraid to avoid him when they see him being so polite.
"No, no, just feel free to eat it!"
There was an old prisoner who seemed to have a kind face, and Liang Chuan didn't look like a very vicious person. He was also puzzled that he was going to be on the road so soon, so he came over and asked: "Hey, little brother, don't wait." Blame it on me, old brother, for being such a mean-mouthed person. What did you do? Why did this meal come so quickly..."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. The words "deprived rice" hit Liang Chuan like a thunderbolt from the blue, turning him into an idiot. He stayed motionless in place. A man who could afford to eat suddenly became stupid. , even if the pig's feet in his hand fell to the ground, he didn't even notice.
When everyone saw that this boy had just responded, they couldn't help but sneer at the corners of their mouths: "It turns out that he doesn't know that this meal is the last one."
The old prisoner sighed and said pitifully: "This is not a brothel. Where can I get such good food and wine to send you on your way..."
Liang Chuan was dumbfounded and collapsed on the ground helplessly. Last time he had a good meal in Xinghua, it was a light stained with stones, and it was definitely not a meal for his life. But this time he was in big trouble again, wasn't he? He had no idea at all about deprivation.
He had offended many people in Qingyuan, including the Sun family, the Qingyuantang, a big gang, and even the Liao people who had infiltrated into the Song Dynasty. All of these people wished that they would die quickly, and all their energy was that they could not It's hard to imagine that if only one of them casually instigated the matter today, it would be a meal for him. .
Suddenly there was a bitter feeling in his mouth, and the same food tasted different. It turned out that he was not becoming timid and afraid of death, but that he was nostalgic. Liang Chuan thought about Yi Niang and thought that her belly had not yet been seen. The children who met him were thinking about Xiaochai Yuzhen and Miss Zheng's family, and the marriage of their younger brother had not yet been settled. Was he going to leave like this? How unwilling he was. .
"Don't be afraid, little brother. It's a good time for you. It's just a scar when you close your eyes tomorrow after eating. It's only one night. It's not like us. Some of us have been imprisoned for two or three years. We don't know who we are every day. One day I will be taken to the execution ground and be stabbed. This is the most painful thing!"
Yes, what is unbearable is not the last stab, but the long psychological torture in the middle. No wonder no one in this prison is like the prisoners in Xinghua Prison. They still want to be kings and hegemons. Who will take care of the dying people? Can money and fame be worth one's life?
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