The dungeon in Yongchuan City is actually not big. The ground was only five or six feet deep, and there wasn't even a single compartment inside. There were only five large compartments, each of which could hold ten people.
The dungeon is not big, but it is very lively inside. Each cubicle is said to contain ten people, but in fact it often contains more than twenty people. Most of them are not serious criminals, but mostly petty thieves who cheat and kidnap them. There are only a few people who are seriously injured or killed in a dispute, and there may not be one in a cubicle.
And whether it's a petty thief or a murderer, they actually don't stay in jail for long.
The former will be let go soon after they come in. It's a shame to get beaten up before going out, or be directly exiled to carry stones at the border fortress. The latter, on the other hand, will not live long, and will either die in jail if they can't bear it, or lose their heads if the case is successfully completed.
Therefore, people came and left in batches, crowding in and out. Anyway, they stayed for a short time, and the dungeon was not expanded. After all, expansion will cost money. In the future, if there are more prison areas, more people will be required to guard them. Every time I go back and forth, I pay but not receive any money. What can the Yamen do about this?
There are many people there, it has not been repaired for a long time, and it contains some evil people. No one has the time or qualifications to pay attention to what is good or bad when going in and out. So the current environment in this dungeon can be imagined.
It was Bailang's first time in the dungeon. It can be regarded as "one entering the palace".
In the past, I heard many streetwalkers bragging about their experiences in the dungeon, how "remarkable" they were, and the "preferential treatment" they received in the dungeon due to their status as a knife studio. It seems that I came here not to endure hardship but to take a vacation.
At that time, Bai Lang was still stunned for a while, and even felt a little yearning in his heart. After all, as a member of the Knife Hall, you have never even entered the dungeon, so you really lack something to talk about. Including Zhou Dong, almost everyone in the knife hall whom Bai Lang knew well had been in the dungeon. The reasons are all strange, most of them were due to a fight, and a few were taken in because of a conflict over the collection of cleaning fees.
As soon as he stepped into the entrance of the dungeon, just the smell coming out of it made Bai Lang, who had previously remained calm-faced with Zhang Liang, frown deeply.
"Hey, the smell is stronger inside. But don't worry, you won't get used to it for the first time. After you go in for a few hours, you won't be able to smell it anymore. Just like when you poop, you won't notice the smell. "
Next to Bai Lang was a jailer in his early fifties. He was wearing a loose military robe and a long knife hanging on his waist. He was thin but his eyes were sharp. He was obviously a warrior, but his strength was probably eight or eight. Grade or seventh grade.
"Brother, you're so kind!" Although Bai Lang frowned at the smell inside, he wasn't being pretentious. After all, where was the dungeon? It can't be more comfortable. It can be seen from this that we cannot fully believe what those street wanderers outside said before. However, the jailer next to him had a kind expression and his words were somewhat cordial, which made Bai Lang realize that maybe the dungeon was the most familiar part of the Yamen's interior with the Knife Hall.
Sure enough, the jailer laughed and said: "Hey, I, Old Li, are familiar with many people in your knife shop, and I am also a regular customer of Qianfang. Don't worry, Bai Zhentang, the conditions will be worse when you get here. You don’t have to worry about anything. Besides, we’ve heard about your story, so you won’t be able to stay for a few days.”
"Well, then there's Brother Lao Li."
"Hey, hey, where?"
When we got down to the dungeon, the smell inside was indeed several times worse than when we were above. It was a musty smell combined with the smell of sweat, feces and urine, and even a very strong smell of decay. The sour and refreshing Bailang subconsciously moved his throat a few times, and finally suppressed the nausea in his heart. Then after taking a few more puffs, it seemed that my sense of smell was really numbed and I felt a little better.
But the sticky and wet feeling of stepping on the ground is really annoying.
By the light from the flickering braziers in the middle, Bai Lang could see the general situation in the prison. Pairs of curious eyes with some unknown emotions peeked out from the iron bars. But no one was making any noise.
"Bai Zhentang, this is our prison chief, Chief Xiao Chengxiao."
"Bai Lang has met Mr. Xiao."
"Hahaha, where are all the courtesy? Mr. Liu greeted me personally, and Tang Zuodao also came to ask about Brother Bai's matter. What else can I say? The conditions here are not good, but there is still no problem in being safe and sound. .Brother Bai, if you need anything, just say it, we are accommodating to everyone!"
As Xiao Cheng said this, he immediately asked someone to take the lock off Bai Lang's hand. Bailang hadn't even entered the prison area at this time.
"Then thank you very much, Mr. Xiao. I can stay anywhere and I have no requirements. However, my younger brothers and sisters at home don't know the news yet. Please send me a message. I said I'll be back in a few days, so they don't have to worry."
"That's no problem. I'll have someone contact your brothers and sisters later. If they have something to do outside, come to the dungeon and I can bring them down to see Brother Bai."
"Thank you!" Bailang handed over again. I understand that this is definitely preferential treatment from the other party. There is Mr. Liu’s face and the knife shop’s face in it. Maybe the other party still has the intention of retaining a favor. Bailang will naturally accept the order, and we will discuss it later.
"Brother Bai, are you going in to rest now?"
"good."
After saying a few words, Bailang chose a prison area relatively close to the door. Lao Li Tou opened the door. Bai Lang went in and bowed his hands to Lao Li Tou and Xiao Cheng.
"Bai Zhentang, please rest first. I'm on duty today. If you call me if you have any questions, I'll be there."
"good!"
After the official left, about ten people in the prison area had retreated to the edge and did not dare to approach.
"I've met Bai Zhentang before. I'm a street wanderer from Dongshi. I've met Bai Zhentang before." Suddenly a flattering voice sounded in the prison, and a tall man walked up to Bai Lang and bent down. The hands are cupped, and the hand gestures on the left hand are clear, which is the way of a street wanderer.
Bailang looked carefully and immediately laughed: "It's you. You seem to be with the one-eyed guy, right? They call you a silly cow?"
"Yes, yes, I didn't expect Bai Zhentang to still remember me. Sit over here." Han Niu burst into laughter when he saw Bai Lang shouting out his roots. While smiling, he bent over and led Bailang to a dry haystack, motioning to sit down. While waving his hands, the other people in the prison quickly dispersed. Even if there is a little squeeze elsewhere, the half-foot radius around Bailang should be left empty.
"Zhentang, why don't you take a rest? There are a few good guys here who can give you a massage to relax you?" Hanniu said, and two little men jumped out of the crowd of people and came to please him. Bailang bowed.
"Massage?" Bai Lang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked at the dozen or so vicious thugs in the cell who looked fierce but tried their best to show that they were harmless and even looked embarrassed. He immediately understood why people who had entered the dungeon's knife shop before would say that they were very comfortable in the dungeon.
Leisure time in the dungeon?
