The sky gradually became gloomy.
The two of them were still searching. Chu Huizhou faintly felt the raindrops falling and hurried out of the alley. Not far away, there was a seller of oil-paper umbrellas. He hurriedly paid for them and rushed to Pei Yubing's side.
The raindrops fell slowly, and Pei Yubing's eyes dimmed. After a long time, the raindrops did not fall on him. Pei Yubing raised his head in confusion and found Chu Huizhou holding an oil-paper umbrella and looking at her with worry in his eyes.
Pei Yubing sighed softly, "Let's go back."
Chu Huizhou silently held up an oil-paper umbrella and stayed with Pei Yubing.
Chu Huizhou could tell what Pei Yubing was thinking about. And he also knew that staying with her like this now was the best way.
Pei Yubing didn't pay attention and stepped on a stone. He slipped and almost fell. Fortunately, Chu Huizhou next to him caught him with quick eyes and hands, so he didn't fall.
Pei Yubing came back to his senses slightly and looked forward and whispered his thanks. Chu Huizhou shook his head lightly.
After Pei Yubing returned to the inn, she touched the Guanyin jade pendant and murmured, "Dad, you must be fine."
When Pei Yubing didn't notice, the Guanyin Jade Pendant actually lit up.
Pei Yubing flipped through the Luocheng delicacies with one hand and the medical books given by the old lady to consolidate.
I don't know when the rain outside stopped. Chu Huizhou opened the door and walked in. He was holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he brought for Pei Yubing. It looked like it was well protected.
Chu Huizhou looked at Pei Yubing with his peach blossom eyes and smiled, "Xiao Yubing, eat quickly. Don't be stunned. It's still warm."
Pei Yubing opened her mouth slightly, "How did Mr. Chu know that I like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
The corners of Chu Huizhou's lips curled up, "The last time I saw you buy something sweet, my eyes lit up. Mainly because I also like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake." After saying this, the tips of his ears turned red and he turned away from looking at Pei Yubing.
Pei Yubing chuckled. How could she not have noticed the raindrops on Chu Huizhou's head? How could she not have known that it would take a stick of incense to get from the inn to the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she often bought.
Pei Yubing picked up a piece and put it in her mouth and couldn't help but laugh when she looked at Chu Huizhou's arrogant look. She had always felt that Chu Huizhou was different from any other man she had ever seen.
Chu Huizhou waited for Pei Yubing to finish eating, then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. It tasted pretty good, but he didn't like sweets that much.
Chu Huizhou watched Pei Yubing continue to consolidate and gently closed the door.
Pei Yubing was a little confused. After a few breaths, he recovered his thoughts and picked up the food book with one hand and the medical book with the other.
The dungeon.
At this time, in the deepest part of the dungeon, a man whose appearance was obscured by his tied hair was being whipped with a whip. You could see that his skin and flesh were already rolling, which was shocking.
When the jailer saw the person coming, he quickly saluted, "Hello, sir."
When the judge walked up to him, he asked coldly, "Do you know your guilt? Telling the rest of the people will give you the easiest way to die."
The man was still silent. The judge had been using a lot of torture here for several days, but the man still remained silent and did not cry out in pain. The judge was somewhat impressed.
Just when the judge was about to use the criminal law again, Lin Chuliang came.
The judge wanted to say who let him in, but when he received Lin Chuliang's order, he looked up and quickly counted the luggage, "I don't know what Mr. Lin is here for."
Lin Chuliang played with the fan in her hand and raised the judge's hand with a smile, but there was no smile in her eyes.
Lin Chuliang's tone was like a spring breeze, "I wonder what the judge asked when he hit you?"
The judge froze on the spot for a moment, "I don't have it yet."
Lin Chuliang nodded, "Then let me do it."
He asked the judge, "What did you use?"
The judge recalled some "whipping, caning, etc."
Lin Chuliang nodded and then ordered to prepare a bowl of water for him to try the water drop punishment.
"Water drop penalty" is a special form of punishment, which is derived from a symbolic punishment for criminal behavior. This method of punishment is not a direct punishment with drops of water, but a metaphorical representation of a slow and continuous pain or torture.
In terms of specific implementation, water drop punishment may refer to making the criminal suffer some slight discomfort or pain for a long time, such as letting the criminal hold a bowl of water on his head, with a small hole in the water bowl, and the water droplets slowly drip out, as a symbol of Punish criminals sexually and put them under mental pressure for a long time. This method of punishment emphasizes the psychological torture of criminals rather than severe physical pain.
In ancient China, the legal system included many different penalties designed to provide appropriate punishment for different crimes. Although water drop punishment is not a mainstream punishment method, it reflects the diversity of punishment methods in ancient legal culture and the philosophical ideas behind them. Through this method of punishment, the ancient legal system tried to achieve the purpose of educating criminals and preventing crime, and it also reflected the society's consideration of human nature and morality at that time.
It should be noted that water drop punishment is not a universal or standardized punishment. It may be mentioned in historical records in some places, but it is not common throughout the history of ancient Chinese law. In fact, the more well-known punishments include corporal punishment (such as whipping, caning), imprisonment, exile, death penalty, etc.
The sunlight shines through the narrow window of the cell and onto the damp stone walls, and there is a cold atmosphere in the air. In the corner of the cell, a prisoner sat alone on the cold stone slab, his figure looking extremely lonely in the dim light.
The prisoner's name was Li Si and he was sentenced to water drops for the crime of theft. His hands were tied tightly together with rough hemp rope and he could not move. Above his head hung an old wooden bowl filled with murky water. From the small holes at the bottom of the bowl, water drops were falling on Li Si's head, sliding slowly along his cheeks, and dripping on the prison uniform on his chest, leaving a string of water marks.
Li Si closed his eyes tightly and frowned, as if he was enduring endless pain. Although the water droplets were small, they stung his skin like needlepoints, bringing with it waves of heartbreaking chills. He felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and his body seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness.
The sound of falling water echoed in the cell, crisp and monotonous, and every drop seemed to hit Li Si's heart. He struggled to stay awake, but as time passed, exhaustion and despair gradually enveloped his mind.
The surrounding walls were covered with moss and mold and gave off an unpleasant smell. Rats and ants in the corner of the cell shuttled in the darkness, seeming to laugh at Li Si's predicament. Occasionally, the wind blew through the cracks in the cell, bringing a bit of coolness, but it also took away Li Si's last glimmer of hope.
During this long period of water-drop punishment, Li Si suffered great physical and mental damage. He began to doubt whether his crimes deserved such punishment, and his heart was filled with endless regret and pain. However, he also understands that this is the price he pays for his mistakes and the reality he must face.
As time passed, he began to panic.
