Underground and on the ground, wooden railings and iron cables are either out of sight or exposed to wind and sun.
But they are all rough and simple, and they are for prisoners. The prisoners are not human beings, they are just like pigs, dogs and livestock.
But the cells in Prince Jin's Mansion are different.
The clean floor tiles, smooth walls, and even the railings of the cell were all painted with lacquer. Liu Yan stretched out his hand to touch it, sighing that the palace of Prince Jin was luxurious, and the cells were also luxurious.
This kind of cell is a room that not many poor people outside can live in.
Liu Yan looked around and knew that he was dreaming, but when he was first taken into the prison cell of Prince Jin's Mansion, his first sigh was the same sentence, and then he received his first severe beating.
In order to keep the cell clean and free of blood, he was beaten severely with a wooden stick, and his mouth and nose were wrapped with a wet cloth during the period. Even if there was blood, he had to stuff it in his stomach.
In fact, even if the blood is spilled on the ground, it will not stain the ground. Basins of water are poured over until the blood on people and the ground is washed away.
The ground looks flat, but there is no water on it.
It doesn't look like a place where the sun is shining, and it doesn't feel humid or hot.
Liu Yan remembered that he was still half-conscious and praising this cell. This cell was really worthy of praise, and he didn't want to say anything else besides praising the cell.
Cursing King Jin? It makes no sense.
Begging for mercy? It’s even more pointless.
This life of a person has no meaning.
"Of course this cell is good, it was built by my master."
“Although it’s just for house repairs, it’s absolutely exquisite.”
There was a woman's voice in the dim darkness, mixed with the sound of a hammer tapping on the prison pillar.
"Hey, this place is broken and needs to be repaired."
"It broke really fast. It hasn't been long. It seems like this cell has been used a lot."
"Hey, how long can you last? Let me see if I can wait until you die before repairing it."
Liu Yan raised his head and looked at her. Before he could see her face clearly, his head suddenly dropped and he hit the table.
"Sir." The attendant who was napping against the door was also awakened and hurriedly came over to ask, "Are you okay?"
Liu Yan stretched out his hand and gently pressed his head, looking at the room shrouded in morning light, majestic and solemn.
This is not a prison cell in Prince Jin's Mansion. He has no internal organs bleeding and is about to die. He only has a slight pain in his forehead.
So, is she still alive?
In the past, I couldn't ask or inquire about other people. Maybe this girl is really her daughter, so I can ask about it.
Liu Yan stood up suddenly and walked towards the door.
The attendant was startled again: "Sir? Where are you going?"
Liu Yan opened the door, and the autumn morning breeze was a bit cool, making him stop in his tracks.
"It's okay." He said, turned around and walked back, "Is there breakfast?"
The entourage hurriedly responded, went out to call for someone, and soon brought food over. Liu Yan's food was very simple, a bowl of egg custard, a plate of salted beans, and a piece of steamed cake.
"Actually, what I said is true." He said while eating, "I did survive on beans and water, so these beans can really save my life."
The attendant said, "It's rare for an adult to talk while eating, so he hurriedly asked: "What's going on?"
Liu Yan looked at the salted beans in front of him: "In the cells of Prince Jin's Mansion, in order to prevent prisoners from urinating and filthy, they are almost not allowed to eat."
Every day I give him a bowl of mixed things that I can’t tell what they are.
He doesn't want to eat, there's no point in eating, he won't survive anyway.
"But that person taught me that you can survive by eating the beans inside." Liu Yan said.
The woman in his dream seemed to appear before his eyes again. She was squatting outside the cell, pointing at the bowl of rice with a ruler.
"Eat all the beans and drink the soup. If you eat like this every time, you will definitely not die."
He didn't believe that he could not die, so he asked her to see if he could die.
He got up and drank the beans and the sour soup.
Then it was like this every day, except that I ate more and more beans and the soup tasted weirder and weirder.
Then he survived as expected, and the King of Jin handed him over to the court in order to show his submission to the emperor and his kindness to the people.
The entourage knew that Liu Yan almost died in the cell of Prince Jin's Mansion, and that someone helped him save his life. They also knew that this person was a Mo disciple.
Alas, at that time, Tutu Mo had already entered and exited Prince Jin's palace. It can be seen that Tutu Mo was accused of colluding with Prince Jin.
Therefore, Liu Yan never told the outside world about this person, and no one knew who this person was. Even the rich man Gao tried to ask for help, but Liu Yan refused.
For so many years, Liu Yan almost never mentioned it.
Why did you suddenly start talking about it today? Are you thinking of your benefactor again? Then...
The attendant looked at Liu Yan's face and asked, "Sir, the wealthy man just came to ask, what kind of help does the head need?"
The rich man Gao gave the news about the new head of the Mo clan, and he was also puzzled as to why the master suddenly abandoned him.
Could it be that Huo Lian came suddenly at that time to avoid being robbed of the credit by Du Cha Si? But it was not impossible for Dali Temple to avoid Du Cha Si.
Liu Yan made a sound, as if he just remembered this matter: "Go and tell the rich man Gao that the laurel ceremony in the Golden Palace is about to begin. This is a major event for His Majesty and the entire court. There must be no disturbance. I know who he is talking about."
Who it is is already under my control. Please tell him not to act rashly, so as not to alert the enemy, ruin the court's affairs, and make the Mo clan even more guilty. They, father and son, will never be able to escape innocently."
The attendant understood, leaned over and saluted: "Your Excellency, your concerns are very true, I will go and tell them right away."
The entourage left, and Liu Yan continued to eat slowly.
She has a daughter.
He still remembered her complaining about her lover.
"He is undergoing an important test. He has been unable to forge a sword for a long time. He is so worried that his face has turned ugly. I don't want to have an ugly husband and give birth to ugly children. What should I do?"
It seems that her lover's sword was finally forged and passed the test. She still has a good-looking husband, and the daughter she cherishes is not an ugly baby.
He couldn't help but laugh.
Although we don't know whether she will live or die in the King Jin's affair, she must be living happily before that.
…
…
The next day, Qixing returned to Xiunei Division calmly under the worried eyes of Wei Dongjia and others.
"Ah Qi." Liu Tongshi held tea and waved to her, "The new batch of materials have arrived."
Qixing was a little surprised: "It's so fast, isn't it rumored..."
They said something was going to happen in the inner treasury, and they thought it was going to be chaos and no one would care about it.
Liu Tongshi smiled: "I don't know if something will happen, but it's a good thing for us anyway."
Although it is said to be a project of the Ministry of Works, the materials are all in the yard controlled by the inner treasury. These eunuchs are the emperor's slaves and are extremely difficult to handle.
In order to obtain materials smoothly, Liu Tongshi often established relationships with them.
"Fuquan felt that a disaster was imminent and he begged his grandfather and grandma everywhere, but the eunuchs who were respected by him all spoke strictly and refused to reveal anything. They only asked him to do his job well."
Fuquan could only work cautiously and carefully in order to give him a chance to atone for his sins.
Therefore, their work materials can be received smoothly.
Qixing also smiled: "That's good." He then asked, "Mr. Liu from Dali Temple, he didn't..."
"Are you going to check the internal treasury again?" Liu Tongshi smiled and shook his head, "No, no, Mr. Liu can't take care of such a trivial matter. Although Mr. Liu is no longer involved in setting the questions, he can't hide from the important matter of Jin Luan dian Gui.