After leaving Zhao Prison, Ma Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This is the first time in the past two years that Zhang Wu has seen Uncle Six so nervous.
"Uncle, is this Sun Qianhu scary?"
"..."
Ma Liu answered an unexpected question:
"Do you know what people in the world call him?"
Zhang Wu asked blankly:
"What do you call it?"
"Half a knife chops him down!"
"?????"
The young man looked confused, what kind of title is this?
Ma Liu explained:
"He who kills people at the slightest disagreement is already a lawless person. Sun Qianhu is even more ferocious than this. If something goes wrong, he won't say much and will pull out the knife halfway. By the time you see clearly, the person is already dead."
"……sharp."
Zhang Wu was convinced and instantly understood why Uncle Liu was nervous.
The two of them are just small jailers. Regardless of their status and strength, there is a huge gap between them and Sun Qianhu.
If someone wants to kill you, it's just a thought, and no one will hold them accountable.
If you face a reasonable Qianhu adult, you can feel calmer.
But this Sun Qianhu looks normal, but deep down he is definitely a psychopath. No one knows when he will go crazy.
If Uncle Liu hadn't agreed to join the Zhenfu Division, Baihu's status would not be low, and he would all be colleagues in the future. Sun Qianhu would not be so polite if he had to give him some respect.
Zhang Wu had never been in the martial arts world, so he didn't know what those extremely vicious people looked like, so naturally he was ignorant and fearless.
But Uncle Six had an idea in his mind. There were many people in the prison who dealt with people from all walks of life. He usually dealt with prisoners with great arrogance. But when you are really facing lawless people who can kill you, it would be a lie to not be nervous.
"Uncle Six, do you really want to go to Zhenfu Division?"
Zhang Wu pursed his lips, his expression a bit complicated.
Ma Liu was finally ready to take this step.
The end of being an official is Tianlao, and the end of Zhenfusi is probably Zhao Prison.
The commander of the ancient Jinyi Guards did not end well.
How can he not die if he knows too many secrets of the emperor?
The same goes for the thousands and hundreds of households below.
Those who spy on intelligence and suppress martial arts experts will either die at the hands of the enemy or die from the liquidation from above.
"Go ahead, otherwise you will always feel unhappy."
Ma Liu sighed:
"Uncle has inquired. There are currently four Qianhu in the Zhenfu Division. Sun Qianhu ranks first. The first two Qianhu are mainly responsible for official affairs, and the last two Qianhu are responsible for Jianghu affairs. All four of them are first-rate.
Among the top masters, I will strive to be assigned to the last two Qianhu."
After a pause, Ma Liu looked at Zhang Wu and said:
"The only person I can't let go of in prison today is you. Before your father died, he held my hand beside the bed and asked me to help take care of you. I'm not a big shot, but I also know loyalty and promise a thousand pieces of gold..."
"Uncle, don't worry. Before I have mastered the indestructible power of Vajra, I will not take the initiative to provoke others, nor will I leave the heavenly prison."
Zhang Wu promised.
Ma Liu sighed and patted the young man on the shoulder, feeling relieved.
Perhaps it was because his parents were dead, but since Zhang Wu came to Tianlao two years ago, Ma Liu felt that this child seemed to be a different person.
He has a mature mind and is steady in his work, which makes people feel very reliable.
Except for his face, he doesn't have the childishness of a child at all.
…
Officials and supervisors.
It has been more than a month since the death of Imperial Prince Jiancheng. Since then, even Master Liu Qing has become polite to the jailers.
Every time he brought him food, he would thank the jailer, which made the guards feel flattered.
The effect of such a big boss's surrender is obvious.
Even though Liu Zhengjun had issued an order to reduce expenses, but he didn't come to deliver the meals, it wasn't the jailers who actually implemented it?
So, I don't know who started it, but every jailer would secretly add food and steamed buns to Liu Qing and others in order to repay the kindness of the adults.
If you give me face, I will naturally give you face back. Jailers are human beings too. I don’t dare to help you openly. Isn’t it trivial to stuff something in secret?
In addition, Liu Zhengjun was not removed and the situation was calm, so everyone relaxed.
The same goes for Zhang Wu and Ma Liu.
When I opened the wooden barrel, it was steaming. The surface seemed to be full of chaff. When I shoveled it down, it was filled with snow-white rice, with meat and vegetables buried underneath.
Putting a bowl of fragrant food into the prison, the two of them bowed and said:
"Use it with caution, adults."
"Thank you both. I wonder what your surnames are?"
Liu Qing asked politely, clasping his fists.
"The villain's cell leader, Ma Liu."
"The villain jailer, Zhang Wu."
"I remember it."
Liu Qing nodded seriously.
Zhang Wu and Ma Liu looked at each other and bowed again before walking away. In addition to sighing, they also wanted to laugh.
Even great people are afraid of death.
Once you are in prison, your personality and dignity will be worthless!
Even if you are a big shot in the court, you still have to be patient and speak politely to me.
However, if you take the words of this Lord Shangshu into your heart and think that the other party will be grateful to you and you will be rewarded generously in the future, then you are totally wrong!
In the same way, he asked the names of all the jailers.
I'm just showing kindness to you in this way.
Lest you have a brain cramp and persecute him.
The big boss who is in charge of the promotion of officials all over the world is now in prison, and the only money he can use is to "paint a big pie."
Zhang Wu didn't know whether to be sad or laugh.
Along the way, the officials and prisoners were more polite than each other, calling each other brothers and sisters, wishing they could pull the grass to make incense, and immediately swore sworn vows.
Zhang Wu was also polite. If you wanted to buy wine, he would give you a drink. If you wanted to have snacks, he would bring them to you, but only within the prison.
Let those who deliver messages, those who carry letters, and those who take things from outside into the prison, all be allowed to do so.
Occasionally, someone would like to inquire about outside news, but Zhang Wu would only respond with a few words depending on his mood.
"Brother Wu, I have something to ask. Don't worry, it won't involve any secrets."
The fifth grade of salt transport makes you thirsty for the Tao.
Zhang Wu nodded.
"Sir, please speak."
"I have a colleague, the prefect of Yong'an in Hedong County. Everyone jokingly calls him the fat-headed fish. Logically speaking, there should be a place for him in this prison. Why haven't I seen him yet?"
"Fat-headed fish?"
Zhang Wu and Ma Liu looked at each other in shock. Although they didn't know what this guy's name was, they knew that this guy was cut into human sticks by Sun Qianhu and died.
As for whether he recruited the person behind it, that's unknown.
"Is Liu Qing behind this guy?"
Zhang Wu's eyelids trembled, and he felt cold in his heart.
Mr. Shangshu has an upright appearance and an upright face. He looks like a great scholar in the literary world. He is an elegant scholar. He really knows people but not their hearts.
The most ruthless people are the butchers of dogs, and the most ruthless people are the scholars. The most ruthless people are not the soldiers who massacre the city, but the weak scholars who have no power to tie up the chickens!
Liu Qing fell, and this fat-headed fish lost his backer, how could he not fall?
Even though they knew what happened to this guy, Zhang Wu and Ma Liu said the same thing:
"What a fat-headed fish magistrate, I have never heard of it."
"We are just small jailers. We don't know much about the major affairs of the government. How can we know about the fat prefect?"
"you……"
The salt luck made the adults gnash their teeth with hatred.
You just looked at each other. You clearly knew the whereabouts of the fat-headed fish, but you refused to tell them. It was really disgusting.
But he doesn't dare to show his dissatisfaction, otherwise you will be the second Imperial Prince.