However, the aroma of the white porridge under him quickly made Yuan Song shut up.

There's something to eat!

Yuan Song was overjoyed, the feeling of being hungry was too uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to pick up this bowl of gruel porridge that he had never looked at before.

Most of the porridge in a bowl was water, and Yuan Song just felt a little better in his stomach, but after a while, he cooed.

Where can I be full of water?

The ranger next to him looked shocked and sneered: "It's good to have a bowl of clean white porridge to drink, but how many people outside can't even afford to drink such a bowl of white porridge, so they can only eat rice bran soup with a throat." ”

Yuan Song asked curiously: "What is rice bran soup?" ”

When the rangers heard this, they were stunned, and then they sneered, these nobles really didn't even know what rice bran was.

A ranger explained: "It's the skin outside the rice." ”

Yuan Song had a little memory, and he also meant that he had inspected the harvest in the field in Zhuangzi, and the thorns on the rice bran made him itch, so he had to wash it twice after returning home.

"Then you can eat rice bran?"

The ranger laughed and said, "Mules, cows, and horses can eat them, and people can eat them." ”

Yuan Song felt incredible, "How can humans and animals be compared!" ”

The rangers laughed at him.

"In this world, people are not as good as animals, animals have no brains and don't have to worry about how to fill their stomachs tomorrow, but people are different, people still have to work hard to live, in order to live, Guanyin soil and bark can be eaten."

"That's Xu Jiajun, otherwise who would prepare clean soup porridge for us prisoners? People don't care if you're hungry or not, it's good to have a bowl of rancid swill, this white porridge is like that elixir and jade liquid, eat a few more bowls, and there is nothing unwilling to die......"

The rangers sighed.

Yuan Song held the empty porridge bowl in his hand and thought about it, just this bowl of white porridge that was as thin as soup, for them, it could actually be compared to the elixir and jade liquid?

Thinking carefully about the prison life for a few days, Yuan Song shook his head in horror, he didn't want to go to prison again in the next life.

When the ranger next door saw him like this, he thought it was funny, half frightened and half bored, and said:

"Is this disgusting? When the leader of the Xu family army did not enter the city, I am afraid that you have not seen the appearance in this cell. ”

Yuan Song was really attracted and looked up at him. He still remembers the first day he stepped into his cell, and he fainted from a stench like no other in the world.

The ranger stretched out a finger and said, "The black mud on the ground is so thick, and it is all accumulated over the years......"

The Ranger glanced at him with a wicked smile, "You think it's and pee?" No, there is blood and rotten bones. ”

"As soon as you enter this cell, don't think about going out again, how many unjust souls have died here, and at night I heard that there are ghosts howling, crying, just around you, scolding it and not leaving, just want to catch someone to go down with it to be its companion......"

"Two days ago, the leader sent someone to clean up, and do you know how many finger bones were swept out of the black mud? It's full of dustpans, and I heard that the jailers here like to use pinching, which is why so many phalanges have fallen. ”

The ranger had seen it with his own eyes, and Yuan Song's face turned pale a little, and at this moment, he was extremely eager for the sunlight that came in from the prison door.

At least it won't make him feel so cold, so cold that it seems like some invisible guy is blowing at him in front of him.

The ranger asked, "Looking at your outfit, I guess I've never seen a ghost in this cell before, right?" ”

Yuan Song nodded, if he wanted to see any prisoner, he only asked the people below to bring it to him, how could he come in person in a dirty place like a cell?

But he had heard a little about what was going on in the cell.

But what I heard is always what I heard, and the coldness in it can only be experienced by experiencing it in person.

Yuan Song has only one thought now, leave this ghost place!

"You are the state pastor of Jizhou?" The ranger asked curiously.

Yuan Song nodded.

The ranger had known for a long time, but now it was just a matter of confirming it again, and seeing Yuan Song admitting it, he spit on him with a mouthful of phlegm!

"Well deserved! You also have today! The ranger scolded hatefully, smiling one moment and changing his face the next.

Yuan Song raised his hand and wiped the wetness on his face, an indescribable stench, like something accumulated between his teeth that he hadn't brushed for several years, and he vomited directly.

Yuan Song vomited all the white porridge that had just eaten his stomach, and while vomiting, he looked at the dim cell and the disdainful eyes of the rangers, only to feel that the world was spinning in front of him, and the familiar or unfamiliar faces were dancing in front of him, like evil ghosts crawling up in hell to beg for their lives.

"My hometown went to the New Year, a family of seven starved to death and I was the only one left, I heard that the state shepherd is still looking for people to search for game, you still want to eat meat, can you eat it?"

"I don't think this bowl of white water porridge should be given to you, just let you taste the taste of being so hungry that you can't sleep, and you can't wait to scratch your stomach!"

"The homeless people standing in front of you, not to mention the minced meat, opened the warehouse to release grain, and asked the black-hearted officials to drive us to the mass grave in Xiling outside the city, and told people to lie down and wait for death! Why don't you die yourself? ”

"There are white bones on the mass grave, and you are not afraid of ghosts calling the door in the middle of the night!"

"Eat our fields, suck our bones and blood, and scold the poor mountains and bad waters for the people, and send officers and soldiers to kill the unarmed villagers, you deserve to ask Lord Yama to pull you into the oil pot and cut you with a thousand knives!"

The cell was full of resentment, and the spittle stars flew over, almost drowning Yuan Song.

If it weren't for the timely arrival of the Huokang Gang's prison guards, the prison door would have almost been broken by the excited rangers.

Yuan Song covered his head and shrank under the straw mat, fainting in fear.

But in the dream, these escape ghosts didn't let him go, Yuan Song was scared awake countless times, and when Xu Yue wanted to see him, his spirit was a little wrong.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Yuan Song stood in front of the cell and watched in a daze, and only moved his feet after a while at the urging of the disciples of the Fire Kang Gang.

The original good pair of soap boots had been coerced away by the ranger in the next cell, and he walked barefoot on the slightly hot bluestone slab, and his dull eyes gradually showed a little brilliance.

In the side hall of the mansion, Xu Yue heard the movement outside and looked up, and saw an unkempt and disheveled barefoot old man standing outside, and only looked up at her for a while.

Xu Yue sighed and asked the sixth son next to her softly: "What happened to this?" ”

Liuzi said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the rangers in the cell knew his identity and scolded him for two days and two nights." ”

Xu Yue shook her head and asked the sixth son to take the person down to wash and clean it before bringing it over.

Now that Yuan Song is in this state, it is not suitable to talk about things at all.

The sixth son was ordered to take Yuan Song down to clean up, took a hot bath, changed into an ordinary coarse cloth shirt, put on new cloth shoes, shaved his beard again, and combed his hair neatly, which can be regarded as a personal appearance.

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