Chapter 271 Thank you for saving your life

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 271 Thank you for saving your life

Theoretically speaking, imperial prison is the prison of the emperor, and the main force in imperial prison are officials who have committed crimes.

For these relatively high-level prisoners, the treatment standards are of course higher. The stipulation is that each prisoner has one liter of rice per day. In cold weather, they will also be given jackets and cotton trousers.

But this is theoretical. A wise man should not break the law. Breaking the law is not a person. The salary in the Ming Dynasty was too meager, and officials and officials would try their best to make money.

No matter where the cells are, food is allocated from the official warehouse, but from the officials down to the jailer, they will never give the good rice in the official warehouse to the prisoners.

They are all sold well, and if you buy the cheapest old moldy rice, the rice grains will turn yellow and black, and there will be various insect eggs. If you eat it, you will get mild diarrhea. It may be food poisoning.

If you can eat all the moldy rice, you are still considered conscientious. If you encounter those who have no conscience, they will be mixed with half of the broken millet and rotten chaff.

As for prisons with the highest standards, such as Zhao Prison, the food is also quite poor. Through the cracks in the opened lid, you can see that the rice inside is mixed with many small black spots.

Rice infested with worms is actually quite good, at least not to the most unconscionable level.

The heavy door of the dark prison was opened.

Hundreds of Jin Yiwei held torches and walked down the stone steps of the dark prison step by step. Xia Yuan sat at the door with a sullen face, but saw that the stone path inside was deep, like an evil ghost that chooses people to eat, with his mouth open.

There was a big mouth waiting for people to enter, with only the dim light from the oil lamp on the wall.

Immediately, those lights were also covered by a royal guard who walked in. He turned around one stone path, then turned to another stone path, and all the way down, he entered the prison in the true sense.

Four stone walls, stone floors all over, and stone slabs on top.

This place is more than a foot underground, and there is no sunlight at all. The climate in the capital is extremely dry, but it is dark and humid here. Thick moss even grows on the stone walls on all sides.

In a place like this, if people are locked up, even if they are not punished, they will inevitably become weak and suffer from all kinds of diseases as time goes by.

The whole dark prison smelled not only of blood but also of putrefaction. When hundreds of guards entered, they spread out and interrogated the two rows of cells one by one.

"Tap tap tap"

The sound of treading on the ground could be heard throughout the prison. It was the sound of pairs of spiked boots stepping on the stone ground, followed by the sound of questions that could not be heard clearly but seemed to be deep.

Zhao Fugui was awakened by these sounds and opened his bloodshot eyes.

This was a cell located deep in the prison. There was no light in the cell, and the floor was covered with rotten straw. He opened his eyes and looked hard, and there were double images in his eyes, as if there were countless shadowy fires in the distance.

Wandering far away.

For more than two months, they had been locked up in this most terrifying prison. No one had cared about them since the day they entered, and no one had interrogated them. Zhao Fugui didn't even know what crime he had committed.

The sound is getting closer

"Bang!"

Two guards in Jinyi with torches kicked the prison door with their feet, "Is there anyone in there who can breathe? If anyone can breathe, please say something!"

Zhao Fugui subconsciously shrank back, but he met his wife, the rotting body of his wife.

The mistress of the Zhao family, Zhao Lin, was imprisoned in the first prison of the Ming Dynasty before she recovered from her stroke. She finally failed to survive and died a month ago.

Even his daughter, Zhao Yueru, didn't know whether she was dead or alive at this time.

Opening his dry throat, Zhao Fugui made two hoarse sounds first, and then hoarsely said: "Yes."

"Let me ask you, your surname is Zhao and your name is Zhao Fugui. Are you and your family of three locked up here?"

"yes"

Hearing this sound, the two Jinyi guards looked at each other and shouted behind them: "Come here, we've found him, take the key and open the cell door!"

The sound of stamping footsteps suddenly sounded, and the flickering firelights in the distance came from far to near. They were hundreds of imperial guards. They were reflected by the firelight. Everyone's face was dim and yellow, and they were flashing with the firelight.

Soon someone took out a key to unlock the cell door, and then the cell door was opened.

No one shackled them, and no one went in. Only a guard in Jinyi knocked on the fence with a scabbard and said, "If you can move, come out on your own if you can!"

Zhao Fugui pushed up his weak body and tried to stand up, but fell to the ground again. He immediately crawled forward like a dog, "Yes, but the villain's daughter may not be able to move. Please be kind to the adults."

A member of the household said: "Several people went in to help him, and then carried his daughter out. What other wives he had were also carried out."

All the guards in royal robes looked at me, and I looked at you. No one wanted to move. Seeing this, the man from the household shouted: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? You missed the business of that gentleman. I'll be sure to lock you in too."

For a few days!”

Hearing this, only a dozen or so Jin Yiwei immediately went in. Two of them helped Zhao Fugui up, while the rest held torches. Immediately, one of them spat and cursed: "What a damn bad luck!

It’s infested with maggots!”

"This one looks like he just died. He still has some energy."

"Bang bang." The hundred households knocked on the fence with their scabbards, "Don't care if the mother is still angry or not, just take them all out."

Hearing this, the few Jinyi captains with the lowest status had to reluctantly take out the handkerchiefs from their arms, tie them on their faces to cover their mouths and noses, and then took out the gloves from the leather bags around their waists and put them on their hands.

Then he started to lift the mother and daughter.

Gloves and handkerchiefs. Just by looking at these two items, it can be seen that these royal guards stationed in the imperial prison often do this kind of thing of carrying corpses.

In the deep prison, Zhao Fugui was limping along, supported by two guards in royal robes, "Two adults, I wonder, could you tell me what you are taking this villain to do?"

"There's an adult from above, maybe he's here to rescue you."

The answer from the Jinyiwei next to them was not very firm. They were just Jinyi captains, and they were just doing things under orders. How could they tell them about the orders from above?

But this sentence ignited hope in Zhao Fugui's heart, but soon the hope was dimmed. How could he know the adults above him?

After passing through the slowly upward stone paths, I finally saw the light, which was the light of the sky again.

After staying in the dark prison for two months without seeing the sun, Zhao Fugui only felt dazzling when he saw such a bright light. It hurt his eyes, but he tried hard to open his eyes wide, almost greedily to see the light.

.

People yearn for light, no matter what happens to them for a while, even if they can take one more look at the light, that's good.

As he got closer and closer to the light, Zhao Fugui's bloodshot eyes turned. He saw a grand master's chair at the exit, with several high-ranking imperial guards standing next to him, bending down to face the person sitting on the chair.

The person on the stairs was saying something, and his demeanor was a bit cautious.

The person sitting on the chair is wearing a bright red over-the-shoulder unicorn suit, a very gorgeous brocade robe, with a large unicorn embroidered on the chest, like a dragon, and there are many unicorn patterns everywhere else.

, and there are many sea of ​​cloud patterns.

Seeing such a robe, Zhao Fugui's heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his gaze humbly, but he couldn't help but glance up.

He has a very young and handsome face.

This face is somewhat familiar.

He couldn't take his eyes away.

When he got closer, the face overlapped with the face in his memory. Zhao Fugui squirmed his withered lips a few times and said, "Thank you, sir, for saving my life."
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