Chapter Twenty-Three: Little Brother, Offended!

The group ran towards Huaiyang Prison.

caused a group of pedestrians to stop and watch.

"Hey, what's going on again?"

"I don't know, the prefect is so anxious, it must be a big deal, should we go and take a look?"

"If you can make the Qingtian Prefect like this, maybe there is a murder somewhere, go, you have to see!"

……

Soon, a group of melon-eating people hung behind the buttocks of Chen Yuming and others.

Zhang Xiuran came to Guan Ziya's side while running, and he didn't speak yet.

Guan Zizai immediately whispered the truth of the matter.

After listening, Zhang Xiuran's footsteps couldn't help slowing down, and after thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows, and said secretly in his heart:

"Good guy, I thought that Shan Dan wanted to clean up Ye Qing and give him a painful lesson to vent his anger, but now I think that it should be the same as my fight, and I want Ye Qing to work for himself."

"But ......"

Zhang Xiuran thought of Shan Dan's behavior, and finally lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot, creating an opportunity for him with such a method.

A smug smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. Not only did we make a yellow finch today, but we also killed two birds with one stone, which is really wonderful. ”

Thinking about it, Zhang Xiuran looked at the Huaiyang Prefect and the Great Confucian of Yingchuan Academy in front of him, and his face was full of comfort.

Inside the Huaiyang Prison.

Ye Qing, who was tied to the torture rack, spread his arms out, just like Jesus.

He looked at the two jailers who were preparing the torture instruments with a calm face, but he said in his heart:

"There are not many priests and a group of believers who pray to me, and I am really blinded by this appearance."

Then, his rough hand touched the sticky black-brown wooden frame that made people feel disgusting, and sighed in his heart:

"This wooden frame is soaked in blood, and I don't know how many people have died on it."

At this time, Zhao Wu picked up the whip dipped in water, looked at the calm and handsome face with ill will, and slowly walked in front of Ye Qing.

The warm voice sounded, and Zhao Wu's hand that was about to be raised was put down.

I only heard Ye Qing ask with a bewitching meaning:

"Big brother, there is a chance to make a fortune, do you want it?"

"Oh?"

Zhao Wu raised his eyebrows, and his heart was a little moved.

These low-level officials have a pitiful low monthly income, only two taels of silver per month.

In this rich Huaiyang City, hunger is not starvation, but it is impossible to eat, drink and drink meat, and let the family live a good life.

These jailers earn their money by the prisoners who are being put in prison.

If the prisoner wants to live comfortably in the prison without being punished, or if the punishment is commuted, the family has to send silver.

If you don't make the prisoner's family rich, you have to take out a lot of money, and if the prisoner's family is poor, you have to empty the family, otherwise they won't give up.

Otherwise, even if the prisoners who come in are guilty of the minor sin of being locked up for three or four days as a punishment, they will not be human when they go out.

In this way, in order for the prisoners to live safely, the families of these prisoners are trying to send money to the jailers in a lawful way.

Therefore, in addition to the household room and the torture room, the most oil and water in the entire government office, the three classes and six rooms, in addition to the household room and the torture room, are the prisons that do not see the light of day all day.

I don't know how many people want to go to prison as jailers.

Ye Qing said quickly: "There is a generous son in the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion of Pingle Fang, named Zhang Xiuran. ”

"As long as you bring a word for me, Zhang Gongzi will definitely reward you with ten taels of silver!"

Greed filled Zhao Wu's face, he licked his lips, and was just about to speak.

Wang Liu, who was carrying a bucket of cool well water, frowned and came in to stop: "Old Zhao, don't listen to him, don't forget that he is the person that Captain Zheng asked us to take care of." ”

"For ten taels of silver to report the news, if the whole moth is made, we will offend Zheng Ming and lose more than we lose."

"Moreover, if the prefect wants to rectify the affairs of the government, don't make mistakes at this juncture."

When Ye Qing heard this, his heart moved.

And the fear of Zheng Ming and the awe of the prefect also overwhelmed the greed in Zhao Wu's heart.

He stopped talking nonsense, and directly raised the whip and swung it down quickly.

"Governor Chen, do you want to offend too!"

With a thunderous roar, Zhao Wu's wrist flipped over, and the leather whip flying in the air immediately crossed a graceful arc and fell to the ground.

Syllable!

The sound of exploding in the air was accompanied by a series of water droplets splashing on Junxiu's face, making his face hurt.

You don't have to think about it to know that if this whip falls on your body, it must be the result of the skin opening and the flesh blooming.

Ye Qing glanced at the leather whip that was thrown into the bucket with fear, looked at the two shocked jailers, and continued:

"I don't deal with Zheng Ming, the approval he got is not fake, but if you really check it, the prefect will definitely be held accountable."

"You will pass the word for me, and Zhang Gongzi will protect me from it, and the two of you will not offend the prefect and Zheng Ming, let alone be held accountable by the prefect, killing three birds with one stone."

Zhao Wu and Wang Liu glanced at each other, obviously moved.

Seeing this, Ye Qing slowly seduced: "Moreover, now is the juncture when the prefect is strictly investigating the Huaiyang Prison. ”

"As a jailer, you know the most about it, and you can also take the initiative to report some wrongful cases, and you will definitely know the favor of the lord."

These words completely overwhelmed the hesitation in the hearts of Zhao Wu and Wang Liu.

Zhao Wu looked at the calm Ye Qing, took out the approval document from his arms, opened it and looked at it carefully, frowned and leaned into Wang Liu's ear and said:

"Look at what is written on it, this kid is just a lowly person, but he was so targeted by Zheng Weiwei."

"Moreover, this kid went to prison, but he didn't panic at all, this matter is not simple."

Wang Liu looked at Zhao Wu pointing to a few lines of words on the file, and his heart was bursting out, and he said in a low voice:

"At this point, go to the Drunken Xiang Pavilion to deliver a message, then the Zhang Xiuran he said must have breaded a private room in it, either rich or expensive!"

"How do you look, how it looks like a god fights, and mortals suffer."

"We're yelling in this prison, but in front of those people, it's not a fart."

The two looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

This made Ye Qing breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked at the two calmly with a gentle smile.

After a few breaths, Zhao Wu took a step forward, looked at Ye Qing and said seriously:

"What you say is reasonable, and it is only good for us to speak for you, and there is no harm in it."

"The words can be passed on for you, but when you enter the prison, you must have a cutscene, please forgive me."

Wang Liu took out the leather whip dipped in water and said apologetically:

"We're just a little jailer, the official has spoken, we have to do it, we will be lighter."

Ye Qing, who smiled bitterly, also knew that what the other party said was good, so he could only close his eyes in resignation and said:

"These boys understand that they are very grateful to be able to speak for me."

Seeing Ye Qing like this, the two jailers breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, they had been on duty together for many years, and the two cooperated tacitly, and with just one look, they understood what each other meant.

Zhao Wu stepped forward, asked what he wanted to bring, and left quickly.

And Wang Liu stood in front of Ye Qing, raised the whip again, took a deep breath and said, "Little brother, offended!" ”