Those detained in the deepest part are all serious criminals. Those who have been sentenced to death are only waiting to be interrogated and executed. There is no torture punishment, no wailing and crying, and there is no life.
However, this situation has changed since Gao Xiaoliuguan came in.
One moment the guqin was squeaking, the next moment there was humming and chanting, and the next moment it was oops, oops, "Prison head, cell head."
At other times, the prisoners would just shout "Potian", but the cell bosses would ignore them.
But this Gao Xiaoliu is different.
Although he was daring enough to hurt Liu Siqing and was imprisoned on death row, the cell leaders did not dare to treat him as a death row prisoner.
Besides, no death row inmate is treated like this. The cell leader walked in unhappily and looked at the cell.
The cell is equipped with a carved bed, brocade bedding, a guqin, a screen, a desk, and a lot of books. If it weren't for the darkness and chains all around, it would be the study room of a noble prince.
It's just that this noble young man is not holding a book and studying hard. Instead, he has his feet on the desk and a book is pillowed behind his neck.
The jailers didn't seem to hear it and disappeared.
In the deep valley of the dark night, she held his hand and walked all the way. She even hugged him and jumped off the cliff. Later, they rode a horse together and he hugged her tightly...
Qixing smiled: "Isn't it already given to you that you will definitely win every time you gamble?"
"Why are you here?" Gao Xiaoliu asked again in a low voice.
He didn't ask her how she did it.
"Your father doesn't know that I came to see you." Qixing interrupted him.
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Gao Xiaoliu asked: "Can I play cards?"
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Eat something good to heal yourself.
There was not a breath of wind today, and the clouds in the sky were motionless. After looking at them for a long time, the sky and the earth seemed to be stagnant.
"Has the doctor seen it?"
"Can it go back to normal?"
"Does it hurt?" Qixing asked.
The prison boss who ran away earlier came back.
Gao Xiaoliu let out a scream and strummed the guqin wildly. The cell was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves.
Gao Xiaoliu stopped talking and even stopped breathing. He looked at the woman squatting on the stable, and then he saw clearly that she was wearing a gray and blue shirt common to the servants of Dali Temple, dressed as a man.
She stretched out her body, fell down silently, and squatted next to Gao Xiaoliu.
In fact, he had held hands with her before.
Although his heart was honest, Jingcheng Tangkou's heart was not.
This is what the fairy who weaves clouds in the sky is like.
The prison boss hurriedly put the pen into his arms: "Okay, okay, I'll ask the doctor if you can eat as you like."
Before he finished speaking, Gao Xiaoliu threw away the pen in his hand and walked steadily through the prison bars——
Liu Yan said: "Lock yourself to the stable."
Gao Xiaoliu exclaimed: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are already on death row, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing him looking over, Zhu Chuan smiled and saluted: "Our Commander-in-Chief doesn't have time to come in person today, don't mind Mr. Liu."
The prison head subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the thrown pen.
"We just need to answer yes or no, that's what we should do." Liu Yan said, looking outside, "As for whether it is appropriate or not, that is a matter for the Ducha to consider and has nothing to do with us."
The best way to keep a secret is to not know the secret at all.
Gao Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, is it true?
"Why, do you think I, a dignified leader, can't do anything without you in the capital?" Qixing said with a smile.
Gao Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows again and asked, "Can I win every bet?"
"This is for your own good. Do you think Du Cha Si is as easy to talk to as us adults?" The cell leader said solemnly, "Du Cha Si doesn't owe your family any favors, so just stay here."
Isn't it just a stewed duck head? In fact, everyone can see that Master Siqing just wants to lock this kid in the cell, but he doesn't really want him to die, otherwise he wouldn't allow Huixian Tower to keep sending him here.
thing.
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The cell leader turned pale and said, "Du Cha Si is here to borrow the cell!"
Skin-to-skin contact is nothing to the friendship they share through life and death!
But at this moment, Gao Xiaoliu was still a little stiff.
Gao Xiaoliu struggled all the way and was dragged into the stable. It wasn't until he was thrown in that the bindings around his mouth were removed.
There was wind blowing in my ears, and the next moment, the sky changed, the clouds dispersed, and a woman's face appeared in front of me.
"Mr. Gao, what else do you need?" the cell leader asked angrily.
Oh, she is holding his hand, Gao Xiaoliu shouted in his heart.
Liu Yan ignored him and asked the official: "Is there any room in our cell?"
Qixing raised his hand to his lips: "Shh."
Gao Xiaoliu sneered again: "Just borrow it, no big deal."
"You, how did you--" he asked in silence.
"Gao Xiaoliu, if you yell again," the cell leader warned, "Master Si Qing said, put horse dung in your mouth!"
"This pen is given to you." Gao Xiaoliu said.
She has slender eyebrows, clear eyes, a high bridge of nose, and her entire face is clean and clear.
"Dad, I'm going to be killed by Liu Yan, and your family's incense is going to end."
Pen? What's the point of a pen... But, Gao Xiaoliu from Huixian Tower, for food and clothing... The prison head subconsciously weighed the pen, it felt like it was not a pen... He couldn't help but lift it
I stood up and looked at the bright spot. The area where the paint seemed to be peeling was shining with gold.
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Liu Yan frowned, looking at the uneasy official standing in front of him, and then at the smiling black-clad guard standing outside the foyer.
Fairy, she looks familiar...
The cell leader sneered with a white face: "Young Master Gao probably doesn't know that the last time Du Cha Si came to borrow money, he just dragged the prisoners out of the cells and chopped off their heads to free up the cells."
When Qixing asked this question, he continued without waiting for Gao Xiaoliu's answer: "Don't worry if you don't recover well, I will make you an iron hand, just like the real thing."
Gao Xiaoliu was tired from scolding, so he lay down on the dry grass and looked at the sky.
Qixing whispered: "Come and see you." She looked at his injured hands tied in front of her, "You are injured."
"I've seen it, several doctors have seen it."
"Don't worry." Gao Xiaoliu said, "I'm fine. I live here and I'm very happy. You see..."
"It's not good, it's not good," he shouted.
"I say Mr. Gao, these things were brought to you from your home. It's because the master ordered you to study and cultivate your character. You don't have to choose between food and drink." The cell leader said angrily, "You've already been given a small stove in the cell, and you still have to go out.
If you buy it, we won’t give it to you…”
After that, he led the jailers away, regardless of Gao Xiaoliu shouting behind him, "Bring me my bed, my books, my piano, my duck head -"
Gao Xiaoliu turned a pen in his hand and said, "I think my injury is hurting again, and I need to eat some braised duck head from Cuiminglou."
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Gao Xiaoliu's body softened for an instant, his voice became muffled, and he said, "It hurts a lot."
He was still lying on the ground and pointed to the sky.
Gao Xiaoliu made a few noises, spitting out the foam that was being strangled in his mouth.
"Why are you so cowardly, Liu Yan, you are the minister of Dali Temple, you are afraid of everything." He shouted, "Fight them, you don't dare, let me come, why are you tying me up -"
The official seemed to understand, but said, "Of course there is."
The prison head went out happily.
It's been pretty peaceful recently, there haven't been many cases.
Liu Yan said: "Then let Ducha Si choose it himself." He added, "Bring Gao Xiaoliu out."
"Then at least untie me!"
Gao Xiaoliu spat again and shook his body.
She reached out and gently pulled out his hand, holding it in her hand and examining it.
Gao Xiaoliu hummed while leaning on the chair, stretched out his feet, took the guqin in his arms, played with it casually with his hand wrapped in wound cloth, and was about to sing some songs to entertain himself, but there was a thump of footsteps outside.
She told him regardless of any suspicion that he could not ask without boundaries.
When he is not cursing or laughing, his facial features become calm, just like the sky above his head.
Gao Xiaoliu laughed, and the next moment he pulled his hand back hard, and whispered urgently: "Did my father tell you? No, it's too dangerous here, don't think--"
He cursed all around, no matter how much he cursed, from Liu Yan to the Chief Inspector to the prison head, no one paid attention to him. Although this was a stable, it was abandoned and there were no horses.
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Qixing nodded: "Yes."
Gao Xiaoliu looked at her, smiled again, and raised his injured hand in front of him: "I am ashamed of myself, but the master is mighty."
Gao Xiaoliu subconsciously shouted, breaking the stagnation between heaven and earth.
Regardless of whether Liu Yan really wanted him to die or he was lying, he could not be allowed to die in the hands of the Ducha Division no matter what, otherwise it would really become a stain on Liu Yan. The official responded and asked: "What Gao Xiaoliu brought?"
Sir, here?"
Did Du Cha Si really come to borrow a cell? Was he deliberately looking for trouble, or was he deliberately trying to kill someone?
Even if they are imprisoned in the cells of Dali Temple, some suspects cannot wait to complete the process and be convicted according to law, because for some reasons they need to be silenced early.
Liu Yan was really capable of doing this, so Gao Xiaoliu immediately closed his mouth and tightened his grip.
The official became even more uneasy after hearing this and asked cautiously: "Is that good or not suitable?"
Oh, golden!
"I have never looked at the sky so happily. I couldn't see it before."
Qixing suddenly also lay down and looked at the sky side by side with Gao Xiaoliu.
"I haven't seen it much either," she said.
She suddenly lay side by side with him. Gao Xiaoliu was startled. It was very dirty here. It was an abandoned stable with dead branches and leaves and horse dung...
But this thought flashed past, why would she care about this? He smiled crookedly, looked at the sky, and said, "Look, isn't the sky beautiful?"
Qixing looked at it quietly: "Yes, it's very beautiful."