Chapter 1815 The crowded cell

Style: Romance Author: Lonely wind and silenceWords: 2385Update Time: 24/01/18 12:45:44
Three years passed in a flash. King Zhao screamed for revenge, but he couldn't move for three years.

Without it, due to the influence of Buddhism, soldiers would not be well trained, the army would have no morale, and would not be able to go on an expedition at all.

Finally, Da Lin was busy putting out fires everywhere, and the army could not go south. This allowed Nan Zhao to survive.

However, Nanzhao now has many internal problems, especially taxes that are too high and people are complaining.

Bandits abound, and wealthy families have ulterior motives.

In Yamazaki's opinion, before Da Lian could go south, there would have to be a palace change first.



Linghai Calendar Year 179, December 1st.

Entering the twelfth lunar month, the New Year is approaching, and more and more people are writing letters.

Yamazaki, an old man, is famous for his kindness, so there were people queuing up even before he left the stall.

When Yamazaki walked slowly over, the tea shed next to him immediately took out the book basket stored there, and at the same time he diligently helped set up the tables and chairs, and served him warm tea.

It's free, because Yamazaki is here and his guests drink tea and eat in the tea shed, so the expense is paid.

Since Buddhism does not accept spiritual stones, it only wants gold, silver and copper so that they can be used to shape Buddha statues.

Influenced by Buddhism, copper coins and silver coins were also circulated in Southern Zhao.

Yamazaki wrote two hundred words and ten cents, which is twenty cents per cent, and the excess was fifty cents per cent.

And ten cents can buy a big fish bun, or a big bowl of coarse tea and a handful of shelled peanuts, and listen to someone talk at the same time.

Being close to the sea, fish and meat are cheap. Three medium-sized vegetable buns cost 20 yuan, and one medium-sized pork bun costs 30 yuan.

A jar of bad wine as big as the palm of your hand costs one hundred coins, which can fill three bowls, four bowls if it is not full, and ten cups of wine.



Yamazaki earned more than 600 fen a day, and after paying 60% of it in taxes, he gave another 100 fen to the tax collector for tea, leaving only a little over 100 fen.

This is when business is good, but when business is bad, you have to repay the money to give the tax collector enough tea money.

This shows that Yamazaki is honest and easy to bully.

Yamazaki doesn't care. Suffering a loss is a blessing, and he accumulates negative virtues.

There are six reincarnations in the Earthly Immortal Realm. He will have to pay it back in the future, not necessarily to himself, but probably to people related to him.

For example, the person who was killed by him paid off his debts without anyone noticing, which is the function of Yin De.

But those who take filial piety money will have bad moral character and will be in trouble in the future.

This kind of thing is spread in Buddhism, but it still exists.

Human beings, greed is normal.



When Yamazaki returned home, he was blocked at the city gate with a large number of people. They said they were arresting wanted criminals in the city and were temporarily not allowed to travel.

Yamazaki returned to the tea shed and sat down in the corner.

I ordered a pot of ordinary green tea, a plate of salted beans, and a plate of melon seeds.

Peel slowly, eat slowly, drink slowly, and wait for news.



As it gets darker, the city gate is still not open, and there are more and more people in the tea shed.

But the boss was not happy because they were all resting.

I asked for something, and I knew by looking at it that I planned to occupy the seat and sit down, maybe I would have to spend the night in the store.

And he still had to accompany her, so he had no money to make and had to stay up late, so how could he be happy?



After dark, officers and soldiers came to patrol and check identities.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, but everyone was fine and passed the inspection smoothly.

The boss nodded and stuffed the bag of money. The captain weighed it, waved with satisfaction, and was about to lead the team away.

"Hmph, it's only because of corrupt officials like you that the Great Zhao fell to its knees."

The drunken complaint of a middle-aged scholar suddenly changed the atmosphere of the entire teahouse.

"Asshole, come on, arrest this gangster."

"Hmph, it's up to you, get out!"

The middle-aged scholar waved his sleeves and unleashed a strong gust of wind, which lifted the tea shed and blew everyone around. Wine jars, teapots, bowls and chopsticks for eating fell to the ground with bangs.

The officers and soldiers squinted and stepped back. When they could see clearly, the middle-aged scholar had disappeared.

Yamazaki saw clearly that the man flew away with a sword, an ordinary magic sword.

As for whether he is a descendant of Wu, it is hard to say. After all, sword control is widely taught, and the important thing is the sword.



"My shop! The one who killed a thousand swords!"

The shop owner sat on the ground, beat his chest and cried loudly.

"What happened?"

A general came over on horseback and surveyed the scene.

"Sir, there was a gangster just now, a middle-aged scholar."

"The rebels will not appear here alone. Since he appears here, it means there are accomplices. Take everyone back and check their identities one by one."

"Yes, sir!"



"Sir, we are not a gang!"

"Sir, we are ordinary people!"

"Sir, I still have my mother to take care of at home!"

"grown ups……"

"Shut up, shut up. If you don't want to be killed on the spot, just cooperate honestly."

As soon as these words came out, no one suddenly stopped shouting and followed one by one.

Yamazaki was also among them, and he reluctantly informed Gu Ling'er, which made Gu Ling'er laugh.

There was really a fire at the city gate, which affected Chi Yu, and he actually got into the prison.



The cell was already overcrowded, and a group of them were forced to be crammed into a cell where there were already many people.

It was really difficult to breathe, which made Yamazaki lucky that he was not really an old man.

I wanted to find a place to sit, so I moved to the corner.

I rubbed my way through the stinky and sweaty crowd and finally squeezed into a corner, only to end up with a black line on my face.

Because that’s where Gong Tong is, and it’s so dirty that it’s okay not to mention it.

I tried to go back, but I was stuck in it.

There were people crammed in front, back, left and right. It was so choked that it could really choke someone to death.



Bear with it, endure it.

Toward midnight, the cell door opened.

It wasn't the yamen who opened it, it was a thief who couldn't bear it anymore and picked the lock of the cell.

It was a talisman lock equivalent to an electronic password lock. The eight-digit Bagua number combination was impossible to open unless an expert could open it.

I have to say that the masters are among the people.

As soon as the cell door opened, someone immediately ran out.

It's not like they wanted to run away on their own, they were actually squeezed out.

But other people don't understand. When they see someone taking the lead, they immediately follow. Based on the herd mentality, everyone runs together.

Speaking of which, there was no other way. The cell was too crowded and it was really not a place for people to stay. I couldn't even sit down, let alone lie down.



Yamazaki swore that he had no intention of escaping from prison, but he was forced out.

"Someone has escaped from prison!"

The officer on duty shouted, and the whole prison was boiling.

"Brother, get us out quickly!"

"Fight them!"

"Yes, I won't go back to jail until I die."

"Kill!"

The earthly immortal world is full of spiritual energy. It can be said that everyone is an acquired master, and everyone knows how to handle crops.

Swordsmanship has always been popular here in Dawu. Before that, there were common breathing techniques and rough swordsmanship. Those who worked hard could become innate in their youth.

There are not a few people who have magic power in middle-aged and elderly people. It is still possible to fight with the government officials if they are mixed but not pure. There are many people and they bully the few people.

He cleverly grabbed the talisman key and opened more cells.

There are more and more people, filling the corridor directly.

There was a lot of pushing and jostling, and the government officials were forced out of the prison.