Chapter 120: The Heavenly Prison
said that Jia Baoyu was imprisoned in a prison and locked up in a room with Jia Huan.
Jia Huan has always hated Jia Baoyu, and when he saw that Jia Baoyu was also sent to prison at this moment, he sneered: "I thought that the emperor was your relative, and he wanted to be extra kind and give you a room to live in, why did he come in." ”
Jia Baoyu didn't speak, but walked to a broken mat in the corner of the wall and curled up.
Jia Huan said angrily: "Now that you're here, don't be an uncle with me, we're all the same." I came to this place first, and you have to talk about the first come, first come, that place is my territory, you get out of the way for me. ”
Jia Huan said, and came up and snatched the broken mat under Jia Baoyu.
Jia Baoyu had to get up.
The room in the cell was very small, Jia Huan pointed to the place leaning against the iron door and said: "You love to chant the wind and the moon, fake sour vinegar, the iron door has a small hole, and against the iron window, you can see the good scenery outside, maybe you chant good poetry, and the jailer here has also been influenced by you, so it is undecided to let you go." ”
Jia Baoyu had to move to the foot of the wall against the iron window and curled up in a ball.
The north wind blew in through the iron window, and there was nothing in the cell except the broken mat wrapped around Jia Huan and a wooden bucket for and urine.
Jia Baoyu was cold and hungry, trembling all over, and finally suffered until noon, only to hear a jailer outside shouting: "It's time to eat, today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor is extraordinarily gracious, adding a steamed bun to each of you, don't thank you quickly." ”
When Jia Huan heard this, he jumped up quickly, and then came over and pounced under the iron gate and shouted: "Thank you Emperor for your grace!"
I only heard a loud bang, and a hole opened at the lower end of the iron door, and two bowls of dregs of rice were pushed in, and there were really two more black steamed buns on top, plus a bowl of water.
Jia Huan hurriedly put the two black steamed buns into his arms, picked up a bowl of rice and water and walked over there.
Jia Huan finished eating a bowl of bran rice, took out a black steamed bun, and ate it slowly under the water, as if he was tasting the delicacies of the mountains and seas.
Jia Baoyu was extremely hungry, picked up the bowl of leftover bran rice and ate it, but after only a few bites, he was almost choked to death and hurriedly spit it out.
Jia Huan sneered: "It's really a tyrannical thing, if I knew this, I should have brought it all." ”
Jia Baoyu said: "You give me a sip of that water, I don't know what this meal is made of, it's really hard to choke, and I choked in a panic." ”
Jia Huan laughed and said: "This is the heavenly grain, you are only eight buckets high, and you are rich and rich, why haven't you heard of it! If you want to drink water, you can, you come here, and kneel down for me to say goodbye, and I will reward you." ”
Jia Baoyu muttered, "Heavenly grain, why is it so unpalatable!"
Jia Huan just sneered, and a jailer shouted outside: "Put away the bowl, take it out quickly, you dead rats!"
Jia Huan hurriedly drank a sip of the water in the bowl, stuffed the remaining half of the black steamed bun into his mouth, and simply poured the water in the bowl into the toilet, then took the bowl and chopsticks, handed them out through the hole under the iron door, and said with a smile: "Thank you, the emperor's grace is great today, and the little ones have had an auspicious year." ”
The jailer laughed outside: "You are interesting, but there is another one in your cell, why don't you take out the dishes and chopsticks?"
Jia Huan hurriedly snatched the bowl in Jia Baoyu's hand, poured the dregs and rice in the bowl on the ground with his backhand, then handed the empty bowl and chopsticks out, and said in a loud voice: "He was originally Gongziye, just came, and he met the grace of heaven, and now he is still in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he has mixed feelings for a while, and is meditating and thinking about it, and wants to chant poetry." ”
The jailer laughed when he heard this, and then said, "Okay, since he has this Yaxing, the days will be long in the future!"
The jailer laughed and walked away. Jia Huan returned to the broken mat, and just wanted to wrap the broken mat around his body, but suddenly he became anxious, so he sneered, lifted the toilet to the corner of Jia Baoyu's curled wall, unbuttoned his trouser belt, and peed in the toilet.
Suddenly the stench was overwhelming, Jia Baoyu hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and wanted to move.
Jia Huan said angrily: "Don't move, it's my territory over there, if you are interested, stay with me honestly." ”
Jia Huan was very proud, so he went back over there, wrapped the broken mat around his body, leaned against the wall, crossed Erlang's legs, took out the black steamed bun from his arms, tore it little by little, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.
Jia Baoyu had to turn his face away and not look at Jia Huan.
Jia Huan simply sang and laughed again.
Jia Baoyu sighed, got up and climbed in front of the iron window, and looked outside the cell against the north wind blowing in.
I saw that this prison turned out to be like a large courtyard, surrounded by rows of cells, and in the middle of a flat field covered with heavy snow, there was a stone pillar, and there were iron chains hanging on it, but it was already full of ice, and not even a single tree could be seen.
Jia Huan smiled: "How about it, the scenery here is very chic." Let me tell you the truth, we are already in the first class here, but it is all thanks to my meritorious service that day, and you can come here because of my light, so you have to listen to my orders. Underneath this, I heard that there are two more floors, both of which are underground, and only damn rats can go down and enjoy them. The bottom layer, I heard that it is a water prison, and those who enter it will become dead rats within a day! If you dare not listen to me and oppose me, I am familiar with the jailer brother here, I told him, let you go into the dungeon!"
Jia Baoyu said: "I don't know what happened to Sister Feng and Sister Qiao." ”
Jia Huan sneered: "It's all over here, you still have the leisure to take care of them." I'll tell you the truth, when it gets dark in the afternoon, the hard-faced slam will be escorted by the jailer to clean the toilet, and you'll see it. You have feces and pee, hurry up and pull it, don't get it out in the middle of the night, but it makes her worry. She is used to being a second grandmother, and this time she has become a person who pours and urine, but she is diligent and punctual every day. As for that girl, I don't know if she is dead or alive, I haven't seen it!"
Jia Baoyu couldn't help but choke with tears in her eyes.
Jia Huan said again: "You are affectionate, just don't pee cat urine here, it doesn't work, you still think this is the Grand View Garden." The people who think of our house, only Jia Lan and the widow have not suffered, and they have to get rid of the house twice, but they do not ask people to dredge it, or come to see us, send some food, today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve. It can be known that in this world, no one is reliable, and it is not a catastrophe to fly separately. ”
Jia Baoyu said: "The eldest sister-in-law and Lan'er were originally widows and orphans, and the martyrs of the festival. All of this is indeed providential. ”
When Jia Huan heard this, he suddenly scolded: "You fart, what kind of providence, if you hadn't broken things behind your back, I would have come here to suffer." Now I don't know when I can get rid of it, all this, you bastards have harmed me!"
The more Jia Huan scolded, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help crying.
Jia Baoyu sighed: "The destiny of heaven is not by man, all good and bad are just the past, and it will eventually be the past. ”