After a while, Lin Shangli walked out of the back hall, holding an exquisite wine jar in his hand.
"Liao Xianghe has known me for half my life. Even though he has not committed any crime, he and I still get along stumblingly. But he is a man, and even I admire him in many ways. Go meet him and help him out.
Bring the wine."
"Liao Xianghe has never been particularly greedy for anything in his life, but he can drink a little soju. Just think of it as my 'old friend''s last care for him."
Lin Shangli raised his right hand and handed the wine jar to Xiao Chen.
Looking at this exquisite wine jar, Xiao Chen took it.
"The Lord of the Factory personally brought out this jar of shochu. He must have kept it for many years. Liao Xianghe should thank the Lord of the Factory in his heart for this blessing." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"It's good to have wine. It doesn't matter whether he treasures it or not. You may not have a chance to drink wine in the future. Go ahead." Lin Shangli waved his hand and said lightly.
Watching Xiao Chen and the two leave the East Factory Hall, Lin Shangli sat down on a chair.
Although he and Liao Xianghe have been fighting openly and secretly for most of their lives, in the final analysis, the two have no direct conflict. Perhaps, as Liao Xianghe said, he has never fought with himself.
The demise of such a powerful and powerful figure always makes Lin Shangli think of his future fate involuntarily, and he always feels like a lump in his throat and a very suffocating feeling.
In Dongchang Prison, only Liao Xianghe, a felon who had been "killed" once, was left. Many captains of the prison were idle and huddled in the warm stove room inside the door, listening to their captains talk about his past
"Glorious" past.
Right above the stove, there was a whole fat sheep or a big dog. It was already browned on the outside, and there was a faint alluring aroma of meat overflowing in the room.
Xiao Chen carried the wine jar, opened the door and walked in.
The two captains behind the door saw Xiao Chen and saluted hurriedly.
"Since there are no prisoners here, you are starting to herd sheep? Where is Du Shaoqin?" Xiao Chen asked with a smile when he heard the noisy sounds coming from the stove room.
The captain pointed to the stove room, his voice was very low, and he smiled: "The captain is telling everyone about his past inside."
Xiao Chen raised his right index finger, made a "shh" gesture to the captain, turned around and tiptoed toward the stove room.
Duan Tianming, who was behind him, also hunched over and followed slowly like he was catching a thief.
Looking at the two of them, the captain guarding the gate couldn't help but laugh.
These Dongchang first-line lieutenants who make the high-ranking officials in the DPRK frightened are still childish at heart, and they also have a cute side when they are not handling cases.
I originally wanted to listen to Du Shaoqin bragging outside for a while, but the smell of barbecue was too tempting.
"Well, Du Shaoqin, you are not living a lazy life." Xiao Chen pouted his nose and sniffed hard for a few times before pushing open the door of the stove room.
"Oh, they say that arriving early is worse than arriving by chance. Are you just waiting outside for me to roast the dog meat before you come in?" Seeing Xiao Chen and the other two, Du Shaoqin stood up happily and raised his arms to look at Xiao Chen. Just hammered it over.
Xiao Chen ducked back with an exaggerated expression on his face: "If you hurt me, you have to use this whole roasted dog meat to accompany me, hahaha."
While the two of them were chatting, Duan Tianming had already rushed to the stove and sat where Du Shaoqin was sitting just now. He picked up handfuls of seasonings and sprinkled them on the dog meat.
"I heard that you went to Yizhou. Why didn't you bring back the two fugitives from the Yanqing Guard? There is no prison guard here. Everyone is in a panic." Looking at Xiao Chen, Du Shaoqin said with a smile.
"The order above is to kill on the spot and remand for what purpose. Since there will be no prisoners, isn't this a good opportunity for you to expand the scope of the prison? What are you waiting for?" Xiao Chen winked at Du Shaoqin.
"Well, it's just the New Year, and I don't know if the funds from the factory boss have been received. I also want to take advantage of this period to expand the prison. By then, I will also build two rooms for you, so that it will be convenient to interrogate prisoners.
." Du Shaoqin chuckled.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and patted Du Shaoqin's shoulder. He chuckled and lowered his voice: "Because you are so thoughtful, I will tell you that the factory owner has money in his hands. You can go there in the next few days."
Apply."
"Really? This is good news. The wine jar you are carrying is quite exquisite. Just come and see me. You don't need to bring such good wine." As he said this, he grabbed the wine jar with both hands.
"No, no, no, you have a beautiful idea." Xiao Chen pushed Du Shaoqin away and smiled, "This is specially given to Liao Xianghe by the factory owner. Do you dare to drink it?"
Du Shaoqin spread his hands with an aggrieved expression on his face: "You can't drink it, but you still bring it in to satisfy me."
"Okay, let me ask you about business. How has Liao Xianghe been doing lately? Is the food you gave him the same as before?" Xiao Chen punched Du Shaoqin on the shoulder.
"A meal of four dishes is better than the rest of us. After returning from the execution ground, Liao Xianghe seemed to have thought too much and ate every meal." Du Shaoqin stared at the wine jar in Xiao Chen's hand and licked his lips.
road.
"Don't be greedy. You'll build my room later and we'll drink every day. Come on, open the cell door for me and I'll go meet Liao Xianghe." Xiao Chen pulled Du Shaoqin and walked out.
In the stove room, Duan Tianming didn't even raise his head, concentrating on roasting his meat, as if other things had nothing to do with him.
In the prison, the oil lamps on the walls flickered. The surrounding walls of fire warmed the entire cell as if in spring.
Liao Xianghe, dressed in prison clothes, sat quietly on the small bed in the corner, his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Creak", the iron door was opened from the outside, and a thin figure walked in with a jar in his hand.
"Master Liao, are you okay?" Xiao Chen greeted with a smile and closed the iron door of the cell.
Hearing Xiao Chen's voice, Liao Xianghe's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two invisible lights shot towards the door. When he saw Xiao Chen, he stood up quickly with his hands on the bed.
"Xiao Chen, why are you here?" He stood in front of Xiao Chen with a look of joy on his face. He moved his hands back and forth a few times, not knowing where to put them.
Raising his right hand, Xiao Chen raised the wine jar and smiled slightly: "Look, what is this?"
"Wine, are you bringing me wine specifically?" Seeing Xiao Chen, Liao Xianghe felt like he was seeing a relative. When he saw the jar of wine, he couldn't help but be moved in his heart.
Xiao Chen understood that in Liao Xianghe's mind, he had never regarded himself as an enemy, but as his fellow disciple.
Although Xiao Chen disagreed with Liao Xianghe's actions, the same movement skills and the same sword skills made him believe that the two people's martial arts originated from the same place.
"This wine was specially brought to me by the factory owner." Xiao Chen smiled and said lightly.
