Chapter 1556: Kill the chicken to scare the monkey (1)
Chapter 1556 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey (1)
Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen hid in the dark and watched carefully.
I saw the middle-aged nun leading the palace maid to the front of the hall, stopped, and looked around coldly: "Is there anything unusual?"
Jin Wuwei replied tremblingly: "No, no."
"That's good, please stay alert. If anyone dares to cheat, you know the consequences!"
The middle-aged grandma had cold eyes, said arrogantly, and waved her hand: "Let's go do something."
Several palace maids did not dare to express their anger. With their heads lowered, they carefully climbed the steps and walked towards the iron cage.
They all carried heavy bamboo baskets in their hands, covered with a layer of cloth. After lifting the cloth, the contents inside the bamboo baskets were exposed.
By the bright firelight in the main hall, Yun Luo took a closer look and found that the basket was full of cold and hard steamed buns.
...Steamed buns?
Are these palace maids here to bring food to the people in the cage?
Yun Luo guessed correctly.
I saw the palace maids walking to the iron cage, taking out the steamed buns and throwing them into the iron cage one by one.
The iron cage was filthy, and everyone was sitting on the ground in a mess.
After the cold steamed buns were thrown in, some fell on them, and some rolled to the ground, stained with a lot of dust.
The maids didn't say anything, they lowered their heads in fear, grabbed the steamed buns with both hands and threw them inside without any clues, and didn't care whether the steamed buns would be stained.
It seems that as long as they throw the steamed buns in, their mission is completed and they don't care about anything else.
Seeing this scene, the civil and military officials who were locked in the cage seemed to have no strength to even curse.
Everyone is lifeless.
Civil servants are dying.
Some generals are in better physical condition and seem to still have strength at the moment.
They stared at the movements of these palace maids with ugly expressions, as if they didn't want to waste their energy scolding them. Their arms trembled slightly, and they struggled to bend down to pick up the steamed buns on the ground.
"Master Zhang, eat quickly."
A military general gave the steamed bun in his hand to a gray-haired old man beside him.
He whispered: "No matter what, the most important thing is to save your life."
The old man glanced at him silently, took the steamed bun with trembling hands, and stuffed it into his mouth.
But he was too old. After taking the drug, his hands and feet became even more inoperable. When his hands shook accidentally, the round cold buns rolled to the ground, rolled out from the gap in the iron cage, and fell all the way to the main hall.
down the steps.
No one else noticed this.
Seeing this, the general picked up a second steamed bun and gave it to the old man: "Take it and eat this."
Their daily food is rationed.
Regardless of age, each person only has one steamed bun and a sip of water a day.
No one cares whether you eat or not, and no one cares whether you starve to death or not.
When they were first arrested, there were a few tough-tempered censors who couldn't stand the humiliation. One of them insisted on seeing His Majesty. In order to clarify his ambition, he bumped his head against the iron railing and died.
His Majesty did not come.
However, Jin Wuwei received the order and dragged the old man's body down and threw it somewhere.
The other two old men were so hard-boned that they would rather die than eat the thrown steamed buns or take a sip of water. After three days and three nights without water, they also could not survive.
With the lessons learned from these few people, the civil servants who protested fiercely had to calm down.
Everyone picked up the steamed buns on the ground, not caring that they were small and hard, and stuffed them into their mouths with difficulty. Their faces turned red from being choked, and they choked and coughed from time to time.