Chapter 345: Taking over the prison and drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle

The prison is the darkest place. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere is no light in it, the ground is overcast, the feces and urine are overflowing, and the stench is overwhelming, not to mention the greed of the cell boss and the fierce jailer.

Since ancient times, all prison lawsuits have been unjust, the dead are numerous, grievances are backlogged, and the living are afraid of approaching!

Today, Chen Sanlang took Zhou Fencao to Laoshan Prison. He was accompanied by ten elite Zhuang soldiers' henchmen, as well as a free and wealthy road.

"Where's the cell boss?"

Stepping inside, Chen Sanlang shouted in a deep voice.

The two jailers stepped forward and replied, "Lord Su has a banquet today, and he went out to drink." ”

Hearing the words "Master Su", Chen Sanlang couldn't help but scoff. Su Zhenhong occupied Laoshan Mansion and wantonly divided the official position, he was born as a martial artist, he was rude, and he didn't pay attention to the name of the rank, so he came casually. This is the case with the "Laoshan General" that Chen Sanlang is now on, and his subordinates have become so-called "officials", which inevitably swells up, and everyone likes the people below to be called "adults".

As for what is big, what kind of people are, they take care of each other.

"Call him back right away!"

"Yes. ”

One of the jailers saw that something was wrong and ran out.

After a long half an hour, I saw the head of the Su cell walking back slowly, full of alcohol, already a little drunk.

He looked at Chen Sanlang with drunken eyes and grinned: "Why did Chen Da Zhuangyuan have time to run to my place today?"

Chen Sanlang was named a general by Su Zhenhong and ruled the city, but many people below were dissatisfied with this appointment. Helplessly, Chen Sanlang acted resolutely, and after three or five strokes, he kept the political power in his hands and pinched it to death.

Everyone has no choice but to endure and wait for an opportunity.

This opportunity has come, because the county has raised troops, and as long as everyone gathers, they will be in full attack. At that time, it will be Chen Sanlang's death.

This Su cell leader naturally knew this, and now taking advantage of the wine, he didn't take Chen Sanlang seriously.

Chen Sanlang looked at him and shouted, "Leave your post without permission, take it!"

Immediately, two Zhuang soldiers stepped forward, one left and one right, and firmly buckled Su Jiaotou's arm.

Su Prison Head was in pain and shouted: "What are you going to do? Let go of me, I'm a member of the Su family......

His roar only drew a heavy elbow and hit him his lower abdomen, causing him to spin around in pain, turning over the river and throwing up the ground.

The jailer on the side saw that the leader was being beaten and wanted to attack.

Sonorous!

Zhuang Bing's waist knife was unsheathed, and the cold light was shining.

Chen Sanlang's face was indifferent: "If there is any disobedience, it will be killed!"

The jailer had never seen such a battle, and he was so frightened that he did not dare to say anything, and quickly hid behind.

Chen Sanlang didn't pay attention to it, and took Zhou Fencao and others into the prison warehouse, and as soon as he stepped into the threshold, a disgusting stench came to his face, and the smoke made people breathless.

It was quiet and dead inside, for those who dared to cry out were either tongues cut off or their heads cut off.

If the government does not exist, the royal law is completely destroyed, and pedestrians are unrestrained, they will be unscrupulous and trample on human life.

It can be said that in this prison, the head of the Nasu cell represents the law, he will punish whoever he wants, and he will kill whoever he wants!

The cells were divided into two rows, separated from each other, and each was overcrowded and crowded like canned human meat.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, someone looked out, a pair of eyes that had lost their spirits, like numb walking corpses.

Looking at the face mixed with dirt and blood, Chen Sanlang's expression was still indifferent, when he first entered, the world in his mind buzzed, and there was a swarm of black gas, and then the font on the "Haoran Silk Book" was bright, and a lot of black gas was swept away, and it could not be contaminated at all.

Those black qi are all evil qi, and when they invade the body, people will become irritable and violent.

He suddenly spoke: "I am Chen Yuan, the general of Laoshan Mountain, and I am here today to let you out!"

The prison was full of nearly a thousand people, and no one knew what General Laoshan meant, but everyone heard the most important sentence.

There was a bang, the sound of chains clattering, and everyone desperately stood up, threw themselves on the iron railing, and looked at the young man who spoke.

He didn't wear an official robe, nor did he wear armor, he was dressed in a green shirt, and he was too young, but standing there, looking forward to it, he had his own majesty.

Who is this man?

Could it be that he defeated Su Zhenhong and replaced him as the new master of Laoshan Mansion?

That's the most likely case.

At this time, Zhou Fencao spoke: "The general is benevolent and righteous, knowing that you are all wronged people, he has decided to pardon your sins, and after you are released from prison, you can return to your homeland, or you can choose to join the army and serve the general." You should think about it first, now is the time to employ people, after enlisting in the army, you will receive a monthly salary and a full meal. The most important thing is that the people we are going to fight against are the ones who put you in prison!"

His words are straight to the heart, without the slightest coercion, and will not make people feel disgusted. Silver and food are all irresistible attraction, and the last sentence can arouse the emotions of the same hatred in everyone's hearts, and it is easy to form a resonance.

No grievances, no jail, the current situation is even worse. Nine times out of ten, those who are locked up in prison are good citizens, and they are either caught for daring to resist, or persecuted and slandered by large families, or forced to make a living, and in order to survive, they have to be thieves......

They were in prison and had not seen the light of day, and they were in despair, but now some people said that they would let them go out, and that they would give them money to eat.

And so, hope gushed out like a spring. Along with hope is hatred, hatred for those who have imprisoned themselves.

They were all good citizens who kept to themselves, and their lives were not rich, but they had a family reunion, and they worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.

But when the war broke out, they were displaced, they lost their fields, they lost their families, they lost everything...... Even, he was about to lose his own life.

Whoever keeps them alive, they will die for whomever they want!

"I'm enlisted!"

"I'm going to be a soldier!"

The crowd scrambled to scream desperately.

In the Taiping era, good men were not soldiers, and being soldiers was hard and tiring, and they were not productive. Serving as a soldier is hereditary, in other words, a military family has to be a soldier for generations, unless there is no son left. But in troubled times, the situation has been reversed. Only by being a soldier can you have food, only by being a soldier can you be armed to protect yourself and kill your enemies, and only by being a soldier can you have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions and achieve a career.

Regarding the enthusiasm of the people, Zhou Fencao had already expected it, and announced loudly: "Now start to register from the first warehouse, come one by one, and those who make trouble will not be released from prison." ”

The front moves with affection, knows with reason, and then adds laws and regulations, so that it can be managed well, otherwise it will be a rabble.

Sure enough, everyone hurriedly stopped and quietly waited for the turning point of fate to come. (To be continued.) )