The bell rang, and the officials and prisons were silent.
Soon the first cry came out, setting off a rhythm, causing the officials to kneel down and kowtow, and cried in a mess.
Whether they really cry or fake cry, they all have tears flowing, which is even more sad than their parents who die.
The word "子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子.
My father is dead, and the child doesn’t cry. Is it reasonable?
I will report to the tutoring department tomorrow and keep you alive.
Zhang Wu also cried twice symbolically, but he covered his face and saw no tears.
The miscellaneous offenders and severe punishment areas outside are in sharp contrast with the official and supervisory authorities, and there are spitting everywhere.
"Dog Emperor, you should be jealous of death!"
"The heaven has eyes, and the tyrant should go to hell."
"What are you scolding? You should thank the emperor."
"Why thank him?"
"Are you stupid? The new emperor ascended the throne and had a general amnesty for the world!"
“…”
In prison No. 30, the old man was also smiling and was so happy that he grabbed the iron railing and shook it hard.
Emperor Longqing also had several general amnesty for the world, and he could be relieved as long as it was not the crime of rebellion or deceiving the emperor.
However, Zhang Wu, who was looking at him from a distance, shook his head secretly.
I'm afraid you're overthinking.
...
The emperor died and still had to eat. Zhang Wu came to the kitchen, carried the bucket, and shared the meal as usual.
Cao Bin also sent out several prison guards and stared at them on the street, but if something was wrong, he hurried back and sealed the prison.
If there is no major incident and privately closure of the Heavenly Prison is a serious crime.
What if no one rebels and no one causes trouble?
Cao Bin had to be careful.
Zhang Wu finished the meal for several prisoners in the heavy prison area and was about to go to the kitchen to pick up the food for the official supervisor, but saw Cheng Gou running from the darkness of the passage and saying solemnly:
"Brother Wu, here is a distinguished guest."
The so-called distinguished guest is a big shot who has committed a crime.
The officials in the prison cannot afford to even carry the prison and the outsider.
"Come to visit us at this time?"
Zhang Wu frowned and asked:
"What's the origin?"
"Son of the Minister of Rites."
“…”
Zhang Wu's eyelids trembled, and he was a little scared.
This Minister of Rites Wei Zheng is a legendary figure.
After seven years as the governor of Hedong County, although he had no outstanding political achievements, the Hedong County under his rule did not become worse, and he was considered a person who could defend the country.
He was transferred to the capital more than two years ago and became the Minister of Rites.
The most legendary thing is that he is a disciple of Li Songshan, but half a month before the accident, he suddenly cut off his robe and made a decision with him, and gave all the guests in the mansion and his own forces to Li Songshan, and instead sent them to Li Songshan.
Another secondary assistant.
After Li Songshan committed suicide due to crime, Wei Zheng was recommended by Lord Soushi. He was promoted to Minister of Rites last year and was appointed as the second-rank senior official.
"Speaking of this, Pang Heihu also seems to be from Hedong County."
Zhang Wu murmured in his heart and asked Cheng Gou:
"What did this distinguished guest do?"
"The rioter girl was not satisfied afterwards and wanted to take the rioter back to her house as a slave. The rioter girl disagreed. He led the family's guests to kill his brother first and his parents. In the end, more than a dozen strong men killed the rioter girl.
die."
“…ruthless.”
Even though Zhang Wu was used to all kinds of dark things, he had to exclaim that he was so arrogant.
But this kind of thing is not difficult to understand.
The county magistrate is equivalent to the local emperor in one place.
Military, political, and civil affairs, three major powers are in control, and the great families are suppressed and the peace of the country is like the king of the country.
The son of the county magistrate is equivalent to the prince. What is the point of killing a few ordinary people?
Unfortunately, this is the capital, and this son of Wei Zheng is obviously used to being arrogant and can't change it.
Besides, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you are angry and jealous of the world, you will be unwilling to do it. If you act bravely, you will be even more willing to die. Just give your meal.
"Sustaining others is a good person, don't neglect them."
After instructing Cheng Gou, Zhang Wu returned to the kitchen and carried a large bucket of white rice and two buckets of fragrant vegetables, and went straight to the official supervisor.
On weekdays, I am sent to the official prison first, but the atmosphere in the city has been tense these days, making it difficult for the people to buy vegetables. This wave of closed-door kitchen heads has to store vegetables in a large amount. It is too late to cook food when I come back late.
Walking in the aisle to the Guanjian, Zhang Wu bent, knowing that he would pass by Prison No. 1, and did not look up.
But from the corner of his eyes, he could still catch a thin young man with excessive wine.
Just as I was looking at the service list, I complained to the butler-like character beside me:
"This day prison is really dark. I asked a kiln sister to ask for twenty taels, why don't I grab it?"
The old housekeeper agreed:
"It's true. I have sent someone to the palace to notify the master. I believe I will come to pick you up and you will be released from prison tomorrow."
"That means spending the night here tonight?"
Mr. Wei looked around with disgust, threw the white quilt and sheets on the bed underground, and said unhappy:
"I don't have the habit of sleeping in beds and quilts that others have used."
"You, come and get a new bed for me."
Mr. Wei pointed to Zhang Wu who happened to be walking over and ordered.
"Please wait, I'll go and pick it up."
Putting down the bucket, Zhang Wu respectfully, retreated from the other party's sight before turning around and walking out of the prison and going to the prison warehouse next to the party room.
After taking the new quilt and sheets, he did not dare to delay. He returned to the official supervisor and handed it over to the housekeeper, and asked respectfully:
"Do you want to have a meal?"
"What food are there?"
"Blank rice and one meat and one vegetable."
Zhang Wu lifted the lid of the bucket and tilted it slightly for the other party to see it.
"Who cooks this dish? It's not colored. It's so much vinegar, it's as dark as coal water. Do you think dogs eat it?"
Mr. Wei pinched his nose, sucked it in his throat, and spit it into the bucket with a strong mouthful of phlegm, spitting it over Zhang Wu's face.
The boy hurriedly said:
"This kind of coarse food is naturally not worthy of adults. What do you want to eat? I'll call you at the restaurant."
"Go to a restaurant, you can earn a few dozen taels of silver for a dish, so you can earn dozens of times the difference?"
Mr. Wei sneered and waved his hand and shouted:
"Get away, I am the most ill-fated person who is exploited by others. In the past, I have always seen one person beat another. I will spare your life for the time being."
"A small retreat."
Zhang Wu looked panicked, bowed respectfully, and carried a bucket to share the meal for Prison No. 2.
Wang Ziheng was still not released from prison and took the matter next door seriously.
Zhang Wu opened the rice bucket in front of him, and there was a clear mouthful of yellow phlegm on it.
As the blue veins on his forehead suddenly jumped, Zhang Wu bypassed the yellow phlegm, shoveled a bowl of clean rice, added vegetables, and put them in prison and said:
"Uncles use it slowly."
Wang Ziheng's face was chill and he secretly hated him. He would rather drink soak than swallow this mouthful of rice.
Prison No. 3, Prison No. 4... This is the case in the future.
Zhang Wuzhi dug up the rice around the wooden barrel, leaving a protruding mountain in the middle, and all the officials were secretly angry.
In the past, it was time for dinner, and the officials and supervisors were very upset.
Today is quiet, and no officials of all sizes move their chopsticks.
How do you put down the rice and pour it into the bucket.
Since it is a food that even dogs don’t eat, how can we eat it as human beings?
After Zhang Wu finished the meal, he collected everyone's bowls and returned to the kitchen. Cao Bin was instructing everyone to close the gate of the Tianzhuo.
The prisoners brought back news that the 20,000 garrison troops of the Five City Military and Ma Si, thousands of visitors from the Chief Aunt's Mansion, and many martial arts powerful men suddenly emerged from the street, rushed towards the palace.