In the afternoon, the guards in black came to the prison again and shouted directly: "Is Bai Chen there? If you hear me, please stand up and respond."
When all the prisoners looked puzzled, the prisoner who had written the letter home quickly jumped up and waved his hand and shouted: "Sir, I'm here."
Bai Chen pushed aside the other prisoners and came to the fence and said, "What are your orders, sir?"
One of the guards in black took out a portrait, looked back and forth a few times, compared it, and said to the leader of the guards in black: "It's consistent with the portrait, I'm sure it's him."
The leading guard in black had a smile on his face and said, "Isn't this the kid who was very smart this morning? Congratulations, you can leave now."
Bai Chen said happily: "Is what you said true?"
The leader of the guards in black nodded: "Well, yes, your family cares about you very much and responds quickly. The letters you sent home in the morning were sent to the adults in the afternoon. No,
The brothers came here specially to let you go."
Then he said to a companion next to him: "Open the door, unlock his shackles, and let him go. The adults have spoken. If you accept the gift that day, you must let him go that day."
The guard in black next to him immediately took out the key, opened the cell door, released the man, unlocked his shackles, and locked the cell door with his backhand.
As soon as the shackles were removed, Bai Chen felt as if he had been reborn. He bowed and saluted repeatedly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I can't thank you enough."
The leading guard in black waved his hand with a look of disgust: "Let's go, let's go. Next time, remember not to violate the laws of Daqin."
Bai Chen, who originally looked a little weak, found strength and ran away after the shackles were released.
When the other prisoners saw it, they were filled with envy.
With Bai Chen's example in front of them, several people immediately said: "Sir, I also want to write a letter home, please give me a chance."
The leader of the black-clothed guard coughed lightly when he heard this: "It's not impossible to write a letter home, but the black-clothed guard's paper and pen are limited every month, so I'm afraid there won't be any extra."
The faces of all the prisoners changed when they heard this.
At this time, a more clever prisoner said: "My lords, please listen to me. I will lend you this paper and pen for a while. I will inform my family about this in a letter at home. I will definitely not embarrass you."
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The leading guard in black pretended to think for a moment: "That's okay, then I'll lend it to you first."
After speaking, he said to the men next to him: "Bring more pens and paper over here and let them write."
The guard in black clothes turned around and left. He quickly came over with a few pens and a stack of paper on a plate and placed them in front of the fence.
Several prisoners rushed to reach out their hands to grab the pen and paper.
The leader of the guards in black shouted: "Stop, line up, come one by one, if you break the pen and paper, be careful I will skin you."
All the prisoners suddenly remembered the "killing stick" they had suffered when they came in, and they immediately shuddered, and involuntarily retracted their hands, and they lined up obediently to write letters home.
Of course, there are also those who are unwilling to write, sitting aside and watching with cold eyes, which is in sharp contrast to those who write letters home.
As he was writing and writing, suddenly a bystander pointed at the person who wrote the family letter and said, "Xi Feng, why are you writing too? How can we, as disciples of Mr. Fusu, be so shameless and succumb to cruel officials?"
I saw that Xi Feng spat on the ground and said: "The labor and management are willing, but the labor and management can't eat or sleep well here. They have to be pulled out for interrogation from time to time. They are in fear all day long and are miserable. These days
I've had enough."
The man who accused Xi Feng said angrily: "Don't forget that your Xi family has all taken refuge with Mr. Fusu. By doing this, you are clearly bringing Mr. Fusu's face down?"
Xi Feng said confidently: "If you don't refer to me, who would know? This one is from the Qingyuan sect, that one is from the Zhang family in Guanxi, and whoever has taken refuge in Fusu, haven't they all been written down?"
The two people who were pointed out immediately turned red and wanted to crawl into the cracks of the ground.
The accuser was so angry that he trembled: "Since you have taken refuge with Mr. Fusu, he will definitely save you, so why bother?"
At this time, the leader of the black-clothed guards sneered at the side: "Don't think about it. After entering the black-clothed guards' prison, you still want to leave safe and sound? What a dream."
The man who was accusing him straightened up, pointed at the leading black-clothed guard and said, "Don't you know that I am a disciple of Mr. Fusu and your commander? Why don't you ask them to release us? Otherwise, Mr. Fusu will blame you and you will not be able to bear it.
Walk around."
The leading guard in black laughed as if he had heard some big joke. After a while, he replied: "The Master Fusu you mentioned visited Tingwei's Mansion a few days ago. As for whether it is of any use.
, look at your situation, can’t you guess it yourself?”
The man who made the accusation said with disbelief on his face: "This is impossible. Mr. Fusu has a noble status, and you officials dare not give him face?"
The leading guard in black looked solemn, shook his head, and refused to argue with him. He said to the men beside him: "This man is possessed by a demon. Take him to the torture chamber and sober up."
Two wolf-like guards in black clothes opened the cell door, lifted the man up, and headed towards the torture room next to him. Soon, there were screams, and the others who heard it could only feel their whole bodies trembling.
The leading guard in black shouted at the prisoner who was writing a letter home: "What are you looking at? Why don't you write it quickly? If you don't want to go out, just stay here."
The group of people holding pens suddenly fell silent and started writing quickly.
At this time, a black-clothed guard asked the leading black-clothed guard: "Second brother, what do you think the adults think, that those who are unwilling to write letters home should be locked up like this?"
The black-clothed guard known as "Second Brother" sneered: "What are you thinking? I heard an adult from a hundred households say that the adults said that those who don't write letters should be pulled out from time to time to practice with the brothers to avoid being tortured.
My technique is unfamiliar."
"If no one comes to claim it in a month, they will all be thrown away to Lingnan to mine. After all, they are people with no power, no wealth, and have committed crimes. It is not a pity to die."
Half of the prisoners who were still watching on the side suddenly changed their expressions after hearing this. They stood up silently and queued up to write letters.
There were also people with ugly faces who ran to the fence and said with a pleading look on their faces: "My lord, this little Zongze is a disciple of the sect. The sect and family are thousands of miles away from Chang'an. I'm afraid I won't be able to send my family letters for a while.
I just committed a small crime, and the crime is not worthy of death. Please give me a way to survive."
After speaking, he kowtowed several times.
The guard in black, who was called "Second Brother", frowned and said, "That's a problem. Don't you have any relatives or friends in Chang'an?"
Zongze replied: "The younger one was sent by the sect to seek refuge with Mr. Fusu. As a retainer, he works for Mr. Fusu. He has just come to Chang'an and has no other relatives or friends."
"Second Brother" thought for a while and said, "This is easy to handle. Mr. Fusu is very powerful. You can write a letter to him and ask him to help you pay for your life."
Zongze was stunned and said: "How dare you accept Mr. Fusu's gift?"
"Second Brother" sneered: "You don't have to worry about this. The adults will consider it. However, Mr. Fusu went to Tingwei Mansion before, didn't he rescue you? The adults accepted his gift, and then
What’s so surprising?”
Zongze said with a look of struggle on his face: "But, wouldn't this be bad?"
"Second Brother"'s face changed, and he said with a disgusted expression: "Then what else do you say? I'll wait for you to die."
After saying that, I walked away and went over to see how other people were writing letters home.
When Zongze heard this, his blood ran cold, and he suddenly said with a stern look on his face: "It's true, I worked hard for Mr. Fusu. Now that something has happened, Mr. Fusu can't ignore it."
Then I ran over and stood in line.
The conversation between Zongze and "Second Brother" naturally could not escape the ears of other people, and some people silently went over and lined up, thinking the same thing as Zongze.
In the evening, the guard in black, known as "Second Brother", stood in front of Wu Fan with a stack of letters from home and said, "Sir, the matter has been basically settled. All the collected letters are here."
Wu Fan smiled when he heard this: "That's right, give me all the letters. I will take them to the commander to see them. Your Majesty will definitely be satisfied."