Liang You looked at the other party's departure back, picked up the wine cup and put it beside your mouth and drank it all.

Since the other party accepted the money, he believed that Tian Shenglan would not live tonight.

The man with a drunken face came out of the restaurant and stood outside the restaurant door. When the cool breeze blew, he woke up most of his drunkenness, his eyes flashed with gleam.

He weighed the silver in the cloth bag with one hand and raised the corner of his mouth.

As long as Tian Shenglan was killed in prison, he would get nearly 100 taels of silver for free. Although he took some risks, compared with the 100 taels of silver he got, this risk was nothing.

As a minor official in the yamen, he never relies on the little salary he has in his yamen.

Humming a little tune, the prison leader Wang Liang walked towards the prison staggeringly.

The street where the prison is located looks gloomy during the day. At night, strange screams come from the prison from time to time, making the listener creepy. So in the evening, it would rather go around the distance than few people would pass through the prison.

Walked past.

"Tao Wang, you are here."

Zhuang Ban Minzhuang, who was guarding outside the prison gate, greeted Wang Liang with a flattering smile.

Wang Liang handed the wine jar in his hand to Min Zhuang's arms in front of the prison door, and said, "Hold it, wait for it and drink it."

"I thank Wang Tou first." Min Zhuang, who was holding the wine jar in both hands, looked happy and owed Wang Liang.

Wang Liang walked into prison with his hands behind his back and taking eight-character steps.

Min Zhuang, in front of the prison door, opened the seal on the wine jar, looked over his nose and sniffed it hard, and talked with his lips with his tongue with his face full of enjoyment.

"Don't just take care of yourself, let me take a sip of it, brother." Another Minzhuang in front of the prison door came up and reached out to hide from the wine jar in the other party's hand.

Minzhuang, who was holding the wine jar in his hand, quickly took a big sip and gave it to another person.

The wine jar is not full of wine. You can drink one sip of it and I will drink it all in a short while.

One of the Minzhuang put the wine jar at his mouth and poured it down until the last few drops of wine fell into his mouth, and then he moved away the wine jar with unfulfilled satisfaction.

"Wine is good wine, but it's a pity that it's less." Min Zhuang in front of the prison door smacked his lips.

Another Minzhuang said, "Be content, you and I usually don't want to make such good wine. At most, I smell the smell when I pass by the tavern."

"I really hope there is something wrong in the prison every day, and I can drink Wangtou's wine every day." Min Zhuang pursed his lips.

They are just the people who guard the prison gate. They don’t have much oil and water in normal times. Only when something happens in the prison cell, in order to seal it, can they get some benefits from it.

Most of the time, a pot of wine is given away, and only when you are lucky can you get one or two pieces of broken silver.

Another Min Zhuang curled his lips and said, "The big man above is not a fool. If something happened in the cell every day, you and I would have been arrested in the prison long ago."

"Catching the guys inside are also arresting the guys. They all blew up the prisoners in the cell. They were not like us, they were covered in wind and rain every day, and they only had a little salary." Min Zhuang, who was on the other side of the door, said with a resentful face.

They are just a vain man, doing the hardest and most tiring job, but the benefits are not their turn.

The oil and water of guarding the prison gates are all during the day. A white man like them has no chance to guard the prison during the day and always only takes the time to stay on duty at the most difficult nights.

"Okay, don't complain. If the people inside hear this, you and I can't even protect your current errands." Another Min Zhuang advised.

Although the white servant who was in prison worked hard, it was still fine to have enough food. He could also give him some money and water, which was a good job.

This year, it is already good to have some food.

Wang Liang walked into the prison staggeringly and came to the cell guarded by the jailer on duty.

"Head, sit down." A jailer stood up, gave up the bench he had sat on, and wiped it with his sleeves.

Wang Liang sat on it, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water into an empty bowl, and took it to drink it into his stomach.

I didn't seem to have enough water to drink, so I poured over another bowl and then put down the teapot in my hand.

"It's not good to drink water, and the small ones have some tea leaves. I'll take it over and brew it with hot water." said a jailer next to me.

Wang Liang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have something to tell you."

The jailer's eyes lit up after hearing this.

I know in my heart that this is coming to live.

Wang Liang took it out from his arms, and finally took out a ingot of twenty taels of silver and placed it in front of several prisoners.

When the prison guard saw Yinzi, his eyes shone.

Usually, they only take some broken silver when doing things for Wang Liang. Now, each person can get at least several taels of silver.

"Did you see it? As long as things are done, this ingot of silver will be yours." As he said that, Wang Liang pushed the silver into the middle of the table.

Several jailers around looked at the silver on the table, then looked at Wang Liang sitting on the bench.

One of the jailers said, "Boss, if you have something to do, you will give me instructions directly. Brothers will listen to you, and I guarantee that no one dares to say anything more."

This ingot of silver is also a silence fee, and even the prison guards who are not involved in the work can also share it.

"Outsiders spend money to make a person in prison shut up forever, prepare more cloth bags in a while, and do it in the middle of the night." Wang Liang said to the prison guard in front of him.

Pressing a cloth bag on the prisoner can make the prisoner die unknowingly in his sleep, without leaving any scars on his face, and is also a method often used in prison.

"San'er, let me carry those cloth bags to the cell." One of the jailers greeted a person beside him.

The two of them quickly left the cell and went outside to prepare a cloth bag.

The stuff like a cloth bag is not a torture instrument and is not in the cell, but it can be used normally, so it is hidden in a separate room. When it needs to be used, it is carried into the cell.

"Boss, who are we going to do this time?" asked a prison guard who left behind.

Wang Liang did not answer, but asked, "Where is the Tian Shenglan Pass I captured today?"

"Tian Shenglan is a serious criminal and is detained alone." said the jailer.

The jailer who responded quickly understood at this time that he wanted to attack Tian Shenglan.

A prison guard on the side couldn't help but say, "Boss, Tian Shenglan has not yet passed away, she just died in prison without understanding. The above may blame her."

"As long as you do it cleanly, a dying person will not take it seriously even if the superiors know that people are dead. Aren't there anyone else in the Tian family alive? For the superiors, as long as there are still people in prison in the Tian family?

The inside is enough, and Tian Shenglan won’t care too much about his life or death.” Wang Liang said disapprovingly.

Although he had an affair with a slave thief, he didn't know why the Tian family had such a charge, as the prison leader, he knew very well that the Tian family was helpless after being involved in the slave thief.
Chapter completed!