One month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Yi interrogated several more prisoners, and their execution methods became more and more skillful, and few of them could last for more than an hour.
At this moment.
It doesn't matter whether "Zhou Li" is Zhou Yi's disciple or not.
Lieutenant Lu received a commendation from the imperial court and identified this junior. At the end of the month, he received an extra twenty taels of silver. .
“It won’t take long for the name of Old Zhou’s Blood Prison Demon to be passed on to you!”
"How dare a disciple go beyond the rules? You have to be a little devil."
Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I often hear the master talk about Chunfeng Tower. Today I got some money, and I asked you to give me a favor tonight."
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Lieutenant Lu nodded with satisfaction. Old people always like young people to respect their seniors.
Zhou Yi invited other jailers, and his colleagues agreed one after another. Originally, I thought he was a young youngster and took more care of him out of respect for his old friend, but now everyone treats him as an equal.
Getting started depends on relationships, but standing firm depends on ability!
It has been like this since ancient times.
evening.
Chunfeng Tower.
Business is still booming, you can smell the smell of makeup from a distance, and the girls are dressed coolly to greet the customers.
"Uncle, come and play!"
The guests came in and out, so happy.
Lieutenant Lu led a group of jailers in, and the oiran happened to be dancing. The hazy red gauze was half-covered and half-covered, seemingly revealing. Every time he stretched his waist, the guests cheered.
"This Oiran Susu girl is known as the best waist in Shenjing!"
Lieutenant Lu praised: "Originally, the Mingyue Tower was opened in Xiudefang, while the Chunfeng Tower was in decline. As a result, as soon as Miss Susu came on stage, no one could take the lead!"
Feng Qiao said in surprise: "Xiudefang, that is not the territory of the Imperial College and the Ministry of Rites, how can you still open a brothel?"
"I heard that my boss is the grand master of the Ministry of Rites!"
Lieutenant Lu said: "Master Liu and I went there once. How should I put it? The girls are so beautiful that they can't be let go. It is said that they were purchased from the Jiaofang Division."
"Why are you playing if you can't let go?"
All his colleagues disliked him, saying that the jailers in the Heavenly Prison were all a bunch of rough guys, and it was difficult for them to understand the beauty of being weak and sickly.
"You don't understand this. Scholars can play!"
Zhou Yi clicked his tongue and said: "Jiaofangsi are all the family members of criminal officials. To us, there is no difference from Chunfeng Tower. However, what the adults see are the wives and daughters of our former colleagues."
"Huh--"
Colleagues expressed their disdain and disgust in long tones.
"Xiao Zhou said this, no wonder everyone in the court likes to go to Mingyue Tower..."
Lieutenant Lu's eyes flickered, and he was obviously thinking about it.
While talking.
The madam had already twisted her hips and came over. Before she could reach him, she bowed and apologized: "Master Lu, there are too many guests today. We really can't move to a private room. I feel sorry for you to sit in the lobby."
"Lead the way."
Lieutenant Lu nodded slightly, not caring whether it was true or false.
The only two people in Tianlao who can always have a box in Chunfeng Tower are Liu Siyu and Lao Zhou, and the others can't use it.
"Are you Yun Niang?" Zhou Yi tried to ask.
"Hey, this little guy looks a little unfamiliar, but he looks really handsome!"
The madam half-covered her mouth with her handkerchief and said quite proudly: "No one has called me Yun Niang for many years. How have you ever heard of it?"
Yun Niang.
This name is the most beautiful time of the old bustard, and probably the most beautiful time in this life. The whole Shenjing City is noisy because of her.
Romantic and charming, a pipa song moves the capital!
Sixteen years have passed since then, and it has become unknown.
"My master once told me that Yun Niang is the best pipa player in Shenjing City."
Zhou Yi laughed and said: "Whether the other courtesans played the piano or the flute, they were just showing off to the guests to show that they were not idiots to improve their wealth. Only Yun Niang broke her fingers while trying to learn the pipa."
Yun Niang subconsciously hid her right hand and said sadly: "Is your master Lao Zhou?"
Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "It is indeed."
"Millions of people in this divine capital all say that I am charming, but only Lao Zhou praises her pipa."
Yun Niang asked: "I haven't seen him for many years, how is he now?"
"Master died last year."
There was a slight regret in Zhou Yi's words. He had a pleasant conversation with Yun Niang back then. She was indeed addicted to music, but she was born in the wrong world. Otherwise, with her good looks and skills, she would have been a popular goddess.
The relationship between the two was so deep that Yun Niang actually had the idea of redeeming herself due to her drunkenness.
Perhaps Zhou Yi was on guard, or perhaps he didn't trust the woman in the brothel, so he never looked for Yun Niang again.
"That old guy is heartless. It doesn't matter if he is dead. I have told some of my sisters and they will definitely applaud him."
Yun Niang had a coquettish look on her face, and her voice was a little deep: "Follow me upstairs. There is a private room reserved for regular customers, so that your master won't have a dream at night and say that I won't take care of you!"
"..."
Zhou Yi immediately regretted that if he really said that the two had a deep relationship, he would be lying to a child.
Chunfenglou has been together for more than thirty years, during which he also met several emotional women.
It was probably because there were few prostitutes who could talk to each other. Zhou Yi was generous with his actions, spoke nicely, and never looked down on them, so he felt a little moved and happy.
After having really redeemed his life and started a family, he experienced firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. Zhou Yi was very defensive, so it was hard to say how well he could have lived.
"Old Zhou, you are no longer here, but Chunfeng Tower still has your legend!"
Lieutenant Lu murmured to himself, the two people he admired most in his life.
One is the former prison chief, now Liu Shilang, whose official skills and sense of smell have reached the highest level. The other one is Zhou Yi, who is obviously a jailer who delivers food and can make the oiran never forget him.
Take a seat in the private room on the second floor.
Zhou Yi realized that he was at the bottom, served dishes and poured wine with everyone, and made some wisecracks.
Lieutenant Lu secretly admired that he was indeed a disciple trained by Lao Zhou. Ordinary people would inevitably feel proud after experiencing what they had just experienced, and few people could remain unfazed.
The jailers of the Heavenly Prison are all human beings, so they naturally understand the subtleties of this.
In an instant, the relationship became much closer and the atmosphere became warm.
Colleagues directly talked to Zhou Yi about the key points in the prison, explicit and implicit rules, and completely regarded Zhou Yi as one of their own.
"Why again?"
Zhou Yi looked at the guests downstairs laughing and dancing, and the oiran danced gracefully, filling the emptiness of ten years in an instant.
The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts.
The wine is half full.
Lieutenant Lu put his arm around Zhou Yi's shoulder: "Xiao Zhou, I'm optimistic about you! If there's any trouble in the capital, just say it, don't delay your duties due to some trivial matters."
"Master Lu, something is really troublesome."
Zhou Yi said: "A few days ago, my master's clan came to Shenjing and asked me to return the house and leave it to the descendants of the Zhou family to inherit."
Lieutenant Lu frowned slightly: "Old Zhou still has family members? Why haven't you heard from him?"
If it were really an internal matter of the Zhou family, it would be difficult for Captain Lu to intervene. Not to mention that Fengyang State governs the world with filial piety, and the clan's clan law should take precedence over the laws of the country and dynasty in handling inheritance.
Eat Juehu, that's how it works!
Feng Qiao said: "I know something. Lao Zhou's father has separated."
"The family is separated!"
Lieutenant Lu suddenly felt confident: "Now that the family has been separated, the patriarchal clan cannot control it, let alone two generations apart. If this can be taken back, then let him take it back from everyone with the surname Zhou in the world."
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
"Xiao Zhou, don't be afraid of trouble. With your skills, if someone comes to the door again, they will be taken directly to Tianlao for questioning."
"Thank you, Mr. Lu."
Zhou Yi asked Lieutenant Lu to intervene in this matter. He has already tasted the cause and effect of his predecessor. If he continues to be ignorant, the dates and grapes will bear more fruit next year.
