Chapter 805: The hero’s surname is Tang, and he is tortured to the point of sadness
He made new friends in prison, which was a great joy for Li Qinzai.
Even though the place to make friends is not quite right,... it's a good thing after all.
"Go visit your new friend, drink with him, and go whoring with him," Li Qinzai looked at him with burning eyes, full of expectation: "...Don't come to harm me, okay?"
Wu Minzhi glanced at him sideways: "No!"
Li Qinzai's eyes dimmed instantly.
For Wu Bai Guan's sake, let's temporarily treat him as a distinguished guest today.
Wu Minzhi took a sip of wine, raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "The man in the Dali Temple prison is really interesting..."
"That man was originally an official, and his father once served as the governor of Daizhou. Many years ago, after the emperor was deposed, thousands of officials from all over the world were implicated. His father was also involved, so he was dismissed from office and his family was exiled to southern Guizhou."
"On the way to exile in southern Guizhou, his father's political opponents paid heavily to the escorting officials and suffocated his father to death in the middle of the night. It is said that the night his father was suffocated to death, he did not fall asleep at all and pretended to sleep at the side."
"He saw his father die in front of him, and he remembered the struggle of his hands and feet, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing. When he woke up the next day, the officer insisted that his father died of a serious illness, and he would
The matter was reported to Qiannan."
"That man was really cruel. He didn't say a word the whole way. He seemed to have accepted the fact that his father was seriously ill."
"It wasn't until the officer escorted him and the rest of his family to Qiannan that he quietly stole the officer's knife in the middle of the night and wiped the officer's neck. He divided the three escorted officers into hundreds of pieces. Tsk, that's enough.
Cruel."
Li Qinzai became interested when he heard this and said, "What happened next?"
"Then, of course, the Dongchuang incident happened, involving officials. The Ministry of Punishment transferred the matter to Dali Temple. His family was left behind in southern Guizhou, and he was escorted back to Chang'an, where he has been squatting in the Dali Temple prison for four or five years...
…”
Li Qinzai asked curiously: "Let's not talk about right and wrong. That man killed three officials. Shouldn't Dali Temple have sentenced him to death long ago? Why hasn't he been punished after four or five years in prison?"
Wu Minzhi smiled and said: "That man's father had political enemies in the officialdom, but he also had friends. He was the only male in the family. The old friend couldn't bear to see his old friend die, so he resorted to tricks with Dali Temple."
"Maybe it was a favor, maybe it was a bribe. In short, the man survived, but no one dared to let him go, so they simply kept him in jail and ignored him."
Wu Minzhi added: "The day before yesterday, I was taken to the Dali Temple jail and spent a night there. The cell next to it happened to be where that person lived. I was bored, so I chatted with him all night. After knowing the whole story,
, I have to admire that this man is a man."
Li Qinzai nodded.
Yes, he is indeed a man.
Moreover, he was firm-minded and decisive in killing. He could remain calm in the face of the enemy who killed his father and endured till the end before taking revenge. He was also ruthless in taking revenge. Hundreds of pieces were divided between the three of them alive. It is hard to imagine him chopping up the flesh with a knife.
How you feel at that time.
After pondering for a moment, Li Qinzai suddenly had a thought.
King Luo Bin's advice from the day before yesterday echoed in my ears involuntarily.
With Li Qinzai's current status, he really needs wings. To put it bluntly, he needs talents who can help him do his dirty work.
Isn’t that person in jail just the right person?
Although I have never met him, and I don't even know his name, if Wu Minzhi's description is not adulterated, such a talent is really suitable for his account.
The question now is whether Li Qinzai has the charm to win over people.
"What's that person's name?" Li Qinzai suddenly asked.
"The surname is Tang, and the name is Tang Ji. It is said that my ancestor is slightly distantly related to Tang Jian, Duke of Ju, one of the heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. After Tang Jian passed away, the people in the court were in disgrace, and there was no way to protect Tang Ji's family.
The Tang family was involved in the case of the abolition of the queen."
Li Qinzai nodded. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly grabbed Wu Minzhi's arm and said, "Come on, accompany me to Chang'an City."
Wu Minzhi was stunned: "What are you doing?"
"Suddenly I miss the prison of Dali Temple and want to visit the old place again."
Wu Minzhi sighed: "You're trying to trick me again. Could it be that Brother Jingchu has cherished his talent and wanted to take away the Tang Ji?"
"you know me!"
"Brother Jingchu, give up. That Tang Ji is unruly and cold to everyone. If brother Jingchu wants to accept him, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky."
Li Qinzai asked curiously: "When you say something so mysterious, why is he willing to tell you his life experience? He explained it so clearly and clearly, and he seems very approachable."
Wu Minzhi sneered: "That's because he was hungry and well-fed in the prison. I asked the jailer to bring good wine and food and invited him to drink with him. Tang Ji got drunk and told all about his life experience.
He doesn't talk so much when he's sober."
Li Qinzai blinked: "No matter how many things there are, go and see him first."
"Brother Jingchu, I haven't eaten yet."
"I don't have time to wait for you. Let's go to Chang'an City and eat again. You won't die from starvation."
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Chang'an City, Dali Temple.
Tang Ji sat cross-legged in the hay-covered prison cell, looking up at the half-foot-square small window with empty eyes.
The small window was the only source of light in the prison. Only through this small window could he know the rising and setting of the sun, and the cold and heat.
Ever since he was imprisoned in this prison four or five years ago, this small window has become his only way to understand the world.
The sun is just right today and the temperature is a little hot. I think spring is almost over and summer is coming.
The prison uniform on his body exuded an unpleasant sour smell, and there were many lice in his hair and body. The lice jumped on his skin and ate blood. They often bit him and woke him up in the middle of the night. His skin also festered piece by piece.
This life may be coming to an end soon. Even if Dali Temple does not sentence him, he feels that he will not live long.
He was just unwilling to die like a bedbug in a dark prison. He was too cowardly.
The blood feud has not yet been avenged, my father's political enemies are still in the officialdom, and the Tang family is completely in despair.
There is nothing much to say about the success of a king and the defeat of a bandit, the rise and fall of a family business. But it is difficult to rest in peace because my father's great revenge has not been avenged.
The sound of soft footsteps came, and the familiar voice of the jailer could be vaguely heard in the ears, but the jailer's usually domineering tone seemed particularly flattering and well-behaved today.
The footsteps stopped outside Tang Ji's prison.
Tang Ji opened his eyes and stared calmly outside the cell.
Li Qinzai also looked at him calmly. Their eyes met across the cell door and fence, showing neither sadness nor joy.
Wu Minzhi, who was standing next to Li Qinzai, pointed at Tang Ji and introduced: "Brother Jingchu, he is Tang Ji."
Li Qinzai nodded, and then looked at Tang Ji carefully.
Tang Ji didn't dodge his gaze, still keeping his legs crossed, sitting in the prison cell and letting him look at him.
After a long time, Li Qinzai suddenly said: "I will help you regain your freedom, and you will help me for five years. Do you want to do this deal?"
Tang Ji heard this and said without hesitation: "No, get out!"
Li Qinzai's eyes lit up: "High-end goods, I like them!"