It was pitch dark inside the Luzhou Prefecture Prison. The jailer had closed the door early. A group of people stayed on the platform at the top of the watchtower that had been splashed with water to enjoy the cool air and brag. Liu LaoTou was foaming at the mouth while praising "Ming Ming".
"Yufang" Cuibi, the new kid, spent a lot of money last night to get a taste of it, and I would be sorry if I didn't show off the red money.
"That figure... tsk tsk tsk... it's as soft as noodles, and that chest... tsk tsk tsk... the two bright moons hang on the chest, it's worth it... it's really worth it... it's worth more money." Liu Lao
He squinted his head and looked like he was intoxicated.
"I said to the cell leader, don't you just say 'tsk tsk tsk', brothers, you didn't hear anything, please give me some details, such as how you entered the room, how you took off your clothes, how you got on the bed, how you got in
Degang, it also makes us brothers have a hard time, isn't it!"
"Yes, yes, be practical, otherwise the brothers will think you are just bragging and not willing to spend the money at all..." someone echoed.
"Fart!" Liu Laotou was angry! "It hurts your self-esteem. You actually said that I am bragging. I am afraid that I will go too far. If you guys are going to let loose here one by one later, how can this place still be a place for people? That's all.
This is cooler."
"Come on, come on, tell me, why are you talking about these useless things?" The jailers were also angry, and it was not just to whet their appetites.
"Seeing that you guys are quite filial to me, I will chat with you today. Speaking of which, last night I went to Ming Yufang to have fun, and as soon as I entered the door, the old bustard clung to me, with his face open.
The sow smiled at me, and the smell of garlic in her mouth almost made me faint." Liu Laotou felt nauseous when he thought of the smell.
"Why are you just talking about this old bustard? He's talking about Chu'er. Come on, talk about Chu'er." A thin jailer interjected.
"Why are you so fucking impatient? There's a story at the beginning of the story. You look like a loser as soon as you get in." Liu Laotou scolded.
All the jailers laughed, and one of them echoed: "The prison boss is really discerning. Sun Xiaoliu is very good at playing a bitch. He jumps like a cat, raises and lowers his butt three times, turns over, pays the money and leaves..."
The jailers burst into laughter, and Sun Xiaoliu's face turned red. He grabbed the person who spoke and beat him, causing a huge fuss.
"Do you still want to hear it? You don't want to hear me go to bed." Liu Laotou said displeasedly that he was being left out.
"Listen, listen, tell me quickly, tell me how Chu'er got involved with Xiaoliu, what can he say? I'll be quick to do it."
Sun Xiaoliu was about to grab this man and fight again, but his hands and feet had already been grabbed and fixed firmly. Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, he had to calm down and listen.
"When I heard that the old madam said she had a baby, my eyes turned green. I quickly went upstairs with her to have a look. Guess what?"
"What's going on?" Everyone stretched their necks and stared.
"That one is Shuiling, that one has black hair, that one's arms are white, that one's waist is thin, and that one's chest is big. He glanced at me through the crack in the door and my bones were all numb." Liu Lao
Head said while swallowing saliva.
Everyone's eyes were about to pop out and they were jumping on the ground, swallowing saliva one by one.
"I wanted it immediately, Shi Guan, damn it. Speaking of which, I also want to thank that Su Xiaoguan. If he hadn't bought us this unexpected fortune with just a brick, how would I have gotten the money to be happy?
"
Everyone said anxiously: "Don't fucking say these useless things, talk about it later."
"A bunch of desperate people." Liu Lao nodded and cursed at the group of people in front of him. He grabbed the big white porcelain bowl next to him and drank a few sips. Then he said: "After entering the room, I closed the door, hehe.
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The jailers stretched their necks and said, "How?"
Liu Laotou opened his mouth to say, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door below, and someone was calling in front of the courtyard door. Everyone turned around to see who it was, but they couldn't see who it was, but there were four or five lanterns shining on it.
"Xiao Liu, go and see who it is?" Liu Laotou said.
"Why me?" Sun Xiaoliu quit.
"Because you are fast," one person joked.
"Cao your mother." Xiaoliu was about to get angry again.
"Okay, I'll go there myself. You guys, if there's any money later, no one will want it." Liu Laotou cursed and got up and climbed down the escalator.
"Let's go together, let's go together." Everyone hurriedly got up and followed Liu Laotou down the platform. They lit a few lanterns in the dark and came to the front of the prison together.
The door of the prison was banged by the banging sound. Liu Laotou cursed through the door: "Mom, why are you in such a hurry? Are you announcing a funeral?"
He squinted his eyes and signaled to the jailers to pull the latch and open the door with a crash. As soon as Liu Laotou poked his head out, before he could see who was standing in front of him, he heard a gust of wind coming and couldn't dodge.
There were two popping sounds, and two big pot stickers were eaten on the face.
"What a bastard. If you rebel, I'll chop him up." Liu Lao's eyes were filled with stars, but his reaction was very quick. He stretched out his hand and pulled out half of the knife.
A jailer behind him quickly grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear: "Prison head, you are blind. It's the prefect."
The hot blood in Liu Laotou's body suddenly cooled down, and the sword slid into its sheath. He quickly stepped forward and bowed in salute: "Young master, I don't know, the prefect is here. Damn it, damn it."
The person who came was none other than Zhu Shiyong, wearing a black silk shirt, wrapping his slightly thin body, as empty as a mummy.
"I'll deal with you later. Take me to see the gangster who was escorted in a few days ago. Did you forget what I told you?" Zhu Shiyong said coldly.
"Master Magistrate, according to your arrangement, everything has been done. That tongue..." the prison boss replied with his head lowered in fear.
"Shut up and lead the way..." Zhu Shiyong frowned and shouted.
The group of people walked along the smelly courtyard path toward the dark prison cell. When they arrived at the prison cell, they did not go in. They turned a corner along the wall and saw a dilapidated small house in front of them.
Prison leader Liu went in first and lit the lamp, then bowed and invited Zhu Shiyong to enter. Zhu Shiyong frowned and stepped into the stuffy, sour and smelly hut. Under the light of the candle, he saw a man wearing shackles crooked on a four-foot square.
Inside a wooden fence, his hair was all messy, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"Bring him out." Zhu Shiyong said.
The prison boss opened the gate with the key on his belt, walked in and shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, don't pretend to be dead, the prefect is here to see you."
The figure moved and suddenly raised its head. Under the light, the face was horrifying and full of scars. The most shocking thing was that his mouth and cheeks were swollen and bruised, making him unrecognizable as a human being.
But Zhu Shiyong knew that this person was the Yamen official who had been following him for several years.
When the man saw Zhu Shiyong sitting under the candlelight, his eyes suddenly showed a fierce look, and he rushed towards Zhu Shiyong with a cry. Liu Lao stretched out his head and kicked his foot, and the man fell down, and his nose hit the fence, and blood suddenly flowed out.
Long flow.
"Straight bitch, how dare you be rude to your Excellency." Liu Laotou cursed and kicked Wu Zuo with his feet.
Wu Zuo remained motionless, neither yelling nor rolling. He just stared at Zhu Shiyong without moving.
Zhu Shiyong was so upset by what he saw that he shouted: "Stop, get him some water to clean him, and get him some herbal tea for him to drink."
"Let...him drink?" Liu Laotou asked doubtfully.
"Go quickly...what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Shiyong shouted.
Prison leader Liu rushed out of the house like flying, and ordered people to fetch water and bring tea. After a while, two jailers came into the house carrying a bucket of water and a pot of herbal tea. When the jailer saw the tea, he reached out and grabbed it.
He drank half of the bottle, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then drank the rest again. He was obviously very thirsty.
"Wash your face and make your body feel more comfortable." Zhu Shiyong said.
Wu Zuo looked at Zhu Shiyong with blazing eyes and silently shook his head.
Zhu Shiyong sighed, turned to Liu Laotou and several government officials and jailers and said, "You all go out and close the door. You are not allowed to come in without my order."
"Sir, this...is inappropriate." The yamen leader and Liu Laotou were hesitant. This gangster looked very fierce. If he hurt the prefect, he would be in bad luck.
"Get out..." Zhu Shiyong shouted loudly, and everyone immediately dispersed. Within a few breaths, they were all gone. The room suddenly seemed empty. Only Zhu Shiyong, who was sitting on the stool, and Zuo Zuo, who was sitting by the fence, were left.