How many cases of murder and arson can occur in a county?
That is, if you kill someone, you will be sentenced that year and beheaded that year.
Today, there is only Mr. Zhang Laodou on death row.
It was already past autumn when he was sentenced last year, so he was allowed to live a few more months until after autumn this year.
Most of the others are locked up for people who are sneaking around and committing some life-threatening things. Those who are three to five or two months old are not more than one or two years old.
After the year, many people were released one after another after serving their sentences, so the prison was quite empty, with only a few people left.
Niu Biao, a habitual thief, was a chatterbox who couldn't stop spending time. He always visited this cell several times throughout the year.
He came here often, and he treated it as his own home, eating, sleeping and chatting with others without any delay.
But come in this time, there aren't many people in the cell.
On the left is an old man lying there motionless, not knowing whether he is dead or alive. He has not moved while eating today. I wonder if he is sick or dead?
On the right is a big fool who only knows how to bang his head against the wall.
Niu Biao looked at this and that, and could only play with it in boredom, hoping that there would be more people in this cell to chat with him to pass the time.
Xu Shilao God heard his prayer, and there was movement from the other side of the corridor, accompanied by voices calling for mercy.
Niu Biao became excited and hurried to the door to look forward to it.
Without asking him to wait any longer, soon, three people were escorted in by the guards, and then the doors of the two cells opposite opened, one for men and one for women.
The door was closed, but the man was still standing at the door, banging on the door and shouting, "You're wronged! Let me go! It's none of my business!"
Naturally, no jailer paid attention to him.
Niu Biao got excited and said, "Hey, brother, what have you done? How come even the mother-in-law and the child were arrested? Look, that's your son, right? He's not ten years old yet?"
How could Zhang Digua have the intention to talk to him?
He just kept banging on the door and yelling at the jailer to let him go.
How can the jailer tolerate the noise?
Then a jailer came and opened the door, beat him up, and then said: "Your daughter plotted to kill the prince, and the emperor ordered the confiscation of the family and the extermination of the clan. Why is it none of your business? The most important thing is your business! Who told you to be the one in charge?
Daddy? Just stay with me! If you dare to make any noise again, I will serve you with a soldering iron!"
Zhang Digua took a beating and suddenly stopped.
But Niu Biao's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he didn't find it boring to talk across two doors, "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Your daughter plotted to kill the prince? Is she a palace maid or the emperor's concubine? This is a big crime! Your daughter is so brave! No wonder
Even if you arrest your son at such a young age, you are trying to confiscate your family and exterminate your clan!"
"But how come there are only three people in this family confiscation and genocide? Tsk tsk, you people are too few, aren't you? The confiscation of homes and genocide also kills a lonely person! Even my parents are dead. If I really want to be confiscated and annihilated, what kind of uncles and uncles are there?
My cousin’s can also fill this cell!”
He was noisy, his voice was loud and high-pitched, and even Mr. Zhang, who was sleeping in the cell on the left, was woken up.
He opened his eyes and struggled to look outside. His mind was still a little dazed. He had been having a fever for two days and felt uncomfortable all over.
At first he also called the jailer, but unfortunately no one took care of him.
The same jailer who had given him a message had received money from his eldest son and promised to take care of him. However, when the one-month-old son did not send any money, the man turned his back and was not willing to take care of him any more.
If the burning continues like this, he will probably meet the King of Hell.
No, he was so confused. Otherwise, why did he feel that the people in the cell opposite looked so much like his third son and grandson Zhang Bai?
After Zhang Digua was beaten, he got up and sat against the door. Listening to Niu Biao's nagging words, he didn't want to pay attention to him. He saw his son looking at him with tears in his eyes.
He waved his son over and said, "It's okay. Don't be afraid. Bai'er, dad is here! We will be fine."
Ms. Liu, who was locked up next door, also wanted to yell, but when she saw the man being beaten, she didn't dare to make a fuss. She just stood at the door and looked hard, but couldn't see anything. She only listened to the sound and hurriedly answered.
He said: "Son! Don't be afraid! Mom is here too!"
She said she wanted her son not to be afraid, but she was also afraid. She couldn't help but shed tears. The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became, and the angrier she became. She couldn't help but yell, "Damn girl! What can't you do? Okay."
She had to harm the prince. Not only did she lose her life, but she also harmed us. It’s all your fault! If you hadn’t insisted on sending her to be a show girl, how could we have ended up in this situation? A lot of money was spent in vain.
I haven’t enjoyed the blessing yet, but now my life is on the line, woo woo woo…”
"Are you still blaming me?! Who said that Xinghua would be favored and rich if she entered the palace? If you hadn't said it so nicely, would I have agreed?"
Zhang Digua couldn't help hearing it, and said to the other side: "You have the nerve to cry! This is a good daughter you raised! What kind of brain? Just like you! Pig brain! If you don't harm anyone, you have to harm the prince! I'll do it early
Knowing that she is so stupid, I shouldn't have sent her to be a show girl when I strangled her to death!"
"It's okay now. We all have to die. When I go down and see her, let's see how I beat her to death!"
Niu Biao watched the show with great interest. Hearing Zhang Digua's last sentence, he burst out laughing, "Are you stupid? She'll be dead when she goes down, and it's your turn to beat her to death? Hahaha..."
Zhang Digua glared at him, "What does it have to do with you?!"
Niu Biao laughed even harder, not taking his glare seriously at all.
Zhang Laodou, who was in a daze, was sure that he was not blinded by it after hearing half of it. This was his third son!
He gritted his teeth and crawled towards the door. Then he climbed to the door, just in time for Zhang Digua to raise his eyes and glare in this direction.
"sweet potato!"
Zhang Digua was just annoyed when he suddenly heard someone calling him and saw a disheveled prisoner in the cell diagonally opposite reaching out to him. He was startled.
Who is this man and how do you know him?
The next moment, he realized that this was the county jail, and his father was still locked up here, waiting to be executed by Queen Qiu!
This is his father!
We haven't seen him for several months, how come he has become such a ghost? Look, his hair has turned white, and he is so disfigured that he is unrecognizable!
He has been in the county town for so long, and he has never thought of coming to the prison to see his father.
He wished to hide as far away as possible. In his opinion, his daughter was going to enter the palace and become the emperor's concubine, but his father was a murderer. If others knew this, how could he brag about his daughter?
Not long ago, the county magistrate asked him if he wanted to see his father and ask him to take care of his father, but he refused without hesitation.
He is the father of Baolin and the father of the emperor's woman. He must be impartial and selfless, and he will not do anything selfish for his own father!
But he didn't expect that one day he himself would be imprisoned.
He is going to be beheaded too!
What a joke.
Could this be retribution?
Zhang Digua couldn't help but be afraid and cried until his nose and tears turned into a ball.