Time flies.
this day.
It was the day when people were beheaded at Caishikou in Wei Chang and Mingzheng was punished.
Zhou Yi came to deliver food in the morning and found that the canteen was not open, so he guessed that Mr. Long had been released from prison.
Housebreaking and killing!
He was only detained for more than half a month and was not even questioned.
He lived in a single room in the sky jail, was well fed and served by the jailer, and was accompanied by a girl from Chunfeng Tower. He was happier than ninety-nine percent of the people in the world.
"This world..."
When Zhou Yi was on duty in Tianlao, he often heard from his colleagues that the Dragon Prime Minister was extremely powerful.
Today, Emperor Chongming is obsessed with immortality and Taoism and has not been in court for twenty-six years. Long Xiang has been the prime minister for nineteen years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can cover the sky with one hand.
The people were discussing privately that the civil and military officials would no longer obey His Majesty again when he went to court!
Prison No. 13.
Zhou Yi was carrying a food box, which was a routine preparation for decapitation meals. No matter what the crime, prisoners were given meat and wine before execution.
"Hero, we'll be on our way in one hour!"
Wei Chang's hair was disheveled, and with the marks left by burns on his face, he looked like a ghost.
"Have you brought the century-old wine?"
"I brought it with me."
Zhou Yi took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the lid and the rich aroma of wine wafted out: "A century-old pear blossom is white, the shopkeeper regards it as the treasure of the store, and will not sell it alive or dead. I pawned most of my family property to get it."
Wei Chang drank half a bottle in a row, burped and sighed in admiration.
“Good wine!”
Zhou Yi also fed the lion head, fish belly tofu, and Buddha jumping over the wall in Dingxiang Tower.
Fat but not greasy, it melts in your mouth.
Wei Chang asked while eating: "How is your practice of Guiyuan Gong?"
"My talent is ordinary, and meditating every day can only condense a ray of internal energy." Zhou Yi had already guessed this. He is old and has weak bones. Being able to develop internal energy means that his skills are superior.
The biggest difficulty in life is to accept the ordinary and still work hard!
"My understanding is good, but it's a pity that I'm old."
Wei Chang guided several cultivation passes until he was full of wine and food. He smiled happily and said: "This rice is not bad. In the past forty-three years, I have never eaten such delicious food or drank such fine wine!"
Zhou Yi was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "My hero, the iron rope is broken, can you escape?"
Wei Chang shook his head and refused.
"The poison has penetrated into the marrow. I can't live for a few days. I just go to the execution ground and curse the court!"
At this time.
There was the sound of unlocking the cell door. Zhou Yi quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks.
Zhang Zhou came in with the clerk of the Ministry of Punishment, and after identifying him, a dozen jailers escorted Wei Chang to the execution ground.
"Those who do good will suffer poverty and their lives will be shortened; those who do evil will enjoy wealth and longevity!"
Zhou Yi sighed and continued to carry the bucket to deliver the food.
The former Minister of Rites in Prison No. 6 has come to understand the current situation after a month of torture. Unfortunately, no one at home gave me any money, so I only had two spoons of gruel every day, and I was already dying of hunger.
"Brother, give me another spoonful, give me another spoonful!"
"that's it."
Zhou Yi ignored the plea of the former minister. Firstly, he was not worried about the lack of numbers but about inequality. Secondly, this person was not a good person.
The reason for being imprisoned in Tianlao is very simple, that is, he embezzled money from the imperial court. It is said that the Jinyiwei found out more than 100,000 taels, and all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry were piled up into a hill.
Next to Prison No. 7.
Su Wenhao woke up from meditation and was in good spirits.
After finishing the porridge, he said, "Brother, what's bothering you? I'm proficient in Yi-Xue Mathematics and can help you solve your problems!"
"Then why do you think I'm worried?"
Zhou Yi had some sympathy for Su Wenhao, so he recited poems and complained, so he was imprisoned in Tianlao and suffered.
"Is it because of this guy?"
Su Wenhao pointed to the former waiter next to him, who was lying hungry on the bed and groaning.
Zhou Yi was a little disappointed in his heart. Su Wenhao's Yi academic mathematics was based on observation of words and expressions, rather than a real divination method, but he still nodded and said.
"I hate corrupt officials the most in my life. They say they get money from the court, but in fact they are money from the people!"
"Hehehe, you don't understand this."
Su Wenhao laughed twice: "I recognize this guy. His ability as an official is pretty good. He has done some practical things for the people and his greed for money is not too much."
The former minister lay down and groaned: "Old Su, I didn't make you a friend in vain!"
Zhou Yi asked strangely: "Then why did he enter the heavenly prison?"
"The officialdom here is not about political performance or purity, but about standing in line!"
Su Wenhao said: "Those who are corrupt may not be promoted, and those who are imprisoned are not because of corruption."
Zhou Yi thought about it carefully and said twice: "Interesting, interesting!"
The former waiter said: "I think it's interesting, so I'll give you another spoonful of rice."
"OK."
Zhou Yi originally wanted to ridicule him, but then he thought about it. The prisoners in B Prison were unusual. There were many criminals who had been reinstated, so it was better not to provoke them as much as possible.
He scooped up the thick porridge from the bottom of the bucket and filled a bowl for the former waiter.
Zhou Yi asked: "Why is Mr. Su so interested in talking today?"
This old man rarely talks on weekdays and meditates after eating. It must be some kind of internal strength method, so he can keep his mind strong and his body healthy.
"If you accidentally end up in jail, you will be gone for four to five years!"
Su Wenhao recited a poem proudly: "I have a premonition that the day when we can walk out of prison and return to freedom is not far away."
"Congratulations to Su Wenhao."
Zhou Yi bowed his hands, picked up the bucket and left.
This old man has not changed after being imprisoned for three or four years. He can't control his mouth and recite poems. What does "accidental fall" mean? It is clear that he refuses to accept the punishment of Emperor Chongming.
The former waiter, who was immersed in cooking, suddenly paused, his eyes shining brightly.
After Wei Chang was beheaded.
Zhou Yi's life has returned to the two points and one line between home and prison.
Zhou's father worked as a jailer for most of his life. Most of the money he earned was used to treat Zhou Yi's illnesses, and the rest bought a house in Shenjing.
Ningdefang, as soon as you enter the courtyard.
According to the imperial city in the previous life, Ningdefang was a courtyard house in the second ring. Only Zhou Yi could afford it after working for 500 years without eating or drinking.
The progress of Guiyuan Gong is slow, but Zhou Yi is not in a hurry. His biggest advantage is time.
As time goes by, you will eventually achieve great success.
"Reach out your hand and touch Sister Maomaowan, spread out Maozhongkuan..."
Zhouyi hummed a newly learned ditty. Although the Guiyuan Gong was not fully completed, there was a Taoist method of locking the essence of Cynomorium Cynomorium, which can make people persevere and gallop forward.
After being on duty at Dian Mao, Zhou Yi carried a bucket to deliver the meals.
He met Chang Ning, the dispatch officer who was on duty at night, followed by four jailers to escort the prisoners wearing shackles.
The prisoner's hair was disheveled. If you look closely, it is Su Wenhao.
Zhou Yi stepped forward to say hello: "Uncle Chang, what's wrong with this guy?"
Zhou Yi was the youngest in the Tianlu and the last to arrive. The other jailers and chaibo were of the same generation as Zhou's father. It was not a bad idea to call him "uncle" when meeting people, and they also received more care from their seniors on weekdays.
Chang Ning snorted coldly: "Humph! This guy refuses to accept His Majesty's judgment and slanders His Majesty's longevity. He should be sent to prison for custody!"
Imperial Prison, the cell where Jin Yiwei interrogates prisoners!
If you are imprisoned in the heavenly prison, there is still a chance of survival, but if you are imprisoned in the imperial prison, you can only pray for an early reincarnation and suffer less torture.
Su Wenhao's face was gray and he was muttering to himself. He didn't know what poem he was reading.
Prison No. B6.
The former servant sat cross-legged on the straw mat, glanced at the gruel, and hooked Zhou Yi.
"I am about to be released from prison. Go and prepare some good wine and food. Otherwise, I will be reinstated and I will make you all look good!"
Zhou Yi looked at the empty cell next to him and suddenly realized.
"Sir, wait a moment, I'm going to get ready!"
That afternoon.
The eunuch in the palace went to Tianlao to deliver the order. Liu Shilang discovered that he had meritorious service in the report. Because of his meritorious service, he was promoted to the rank of Minister of Household Affairs.
The official department is noble, the household department is rich, the rites department is poor...
Liu Shilang fell into the eyes of Emperor Chongming, and the bright tone and dark tone rose. It was really a mouse that got into the rice vat.
“In the future, be sure to be careful with your words and deeds!”
Zhou Yi was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't given him that spoonful of thick porridge, would Liu Shilang have taken revenge after he was released from prison?
Hard to say!
