"Some people say that this place is the underworld. People like us are the ghosts in the Hall of Yama. Nonsense, obviously nonsense! This is a slander that people who don't know us are extremely irresponsible to us! This prejudice and misunderstanding make us those who work hard and loyal to our duties feel heartbroken."

The speaker was wearing a light blue soap suit, a lacquered cloth crown slightly larger than his head, an old red cloth webbing tied around his waist, and a pair of white and black-faced straight boots that didn't fit well. This outfit was clearly a prison guard.

However, he stood in the dark cell of the No. 1 Xuanzi Prison of the Ministry of Justice in Beijing. He looked at the prisoners who had just been locked in the cell with a humble tone and expression as if he was soliciting business in the "Chunfeng Deyi Building", but there was a sweat scarf on his shoulder.

He was very young, the age when he transitioned from a teenager to a young man. He was not tall or short, had moderate figure, and his appearance was only a middle-class posture, but his willow-like eyebrows made his eyes look extremely agile, especially his mouth with clear lips and lip-shaped lips, which made him feel a bit red and white in the teeth.

He smiled lightly, gentle and as gentle as a virgin: "The little surname Ye, Ye Xiaotian, was hanging in the Tianzhu when he was three years old. At the age of sixteen, he officially took over my father's work and became a guardian in the No. 1 Prison. It is now the eighth year of Wanli, and he has been a royal servant for three years. He is appreciated by Lord Sizhu and is now the chief of No. 1 Prison. Xiaotian, I have a pure character..."

Ye Xiaotian bragged and said this, a prison guard in his early thirties quickly walked to him and whispered to his ears: "Boss, someone is causing trouble. He thinks that our food is bad and his bedding is tide. Look..."

Ye Xiaotian turned his head slightly and asked in a low voice: "Which bastard is he who is not open to his eyes? He dares to act arrogant when he comes to a place like ours?"

The prison guard replied in a low voice: "It is Guan Yun, the former head of Dali Temple You Temple."

Ye Xiaotian asked again: "Have you figured out his background?"

The prison guard said, "He greedyed for more than 50,000 taels of silver. The chief assistant nodded and arrested the person he caught, and he also caught him in the backstage, and he had no hope of going out again."

Ye Xiaotian nodded and swept the prisoners who had just been locked in the cell. His smile was still quiet. His mouth, which was even more graceful and clearer than many girls' lips, was so small that only the prison guard standing beside him could hear it.

"This group of corrupt officials who have children without assholes, sixty taels of silver was enough to peel him off when Mr. Hongwu was corruption. Now he embezzled 50,000 taels of silver, and he was still eager to talk about this. Is this prison where he enjoys his old age? It really gives him a face. Since he feels uncomfortable sleeping on the kang, he will lock him in the empty cell at the end of the prison and sleep in the pile of grass like a pig. Give him a steamed bun and a bowl of water a day, just starve to death."

The prison guard said worriedly: "Boss, what if he really can't think about it and commit suicide?"

Ye Xiaotian sneered: "It would be strange if you are still poor and particular in this place to die. You don't have to beat him or scold him. Just leave it alone. When will he give in and punish him to pour the toilet for another month, I don't believe that I can't cure him!"

The prison guard smiled and took the order and left.

Ye Xiaotian coughed and faced the prisoners who had just been imprisoned. His smile was like the spring breeze, and his voice was even more gentle and friendly: "Everyone, you are all officials with eight living places, jade clothes and feasts. Just say that they have fallen to this point. They are all great nobles. Xiaotian will take care of them all, so that they will feel like they are going home in the prison No. 1 of Xuanzi."

After saying that, Ye Xiaotian smiled at them and bowed to them. His eyes swept, as if he appeared on the horn stage. With just one glance, he took care of every "visitor" and then he walked away with a sensible attitude, just like a master patrolling his home.

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The Ministry of Justice Prison, commonly known as the Tianzhu. The Tianzhu is divided into four prisons of Tiandi Xuanhuang. The Xuanzhu is the official jailed because of "Brother Kong Fang". Most of them are the fat and the fatty and the squad of the crotch of the pants. The Xuanzhu is also the place with the most oily and water in the Tianzhu.

However, the places where officials are detained are not as good as ordinary prisons. Today, it is still a prisoner, so it is difficult to tell whether the official will be restored to his post tomorrow. Furthermore, even if he is in prison, the status of an official is different from that of an ordinary prisoner. If anyone can't help but commit suicide or self-harm, the prisoners will be in trouble.

But we must blindly indulge them, let them act as a blessing, or even collude with internal and external information, and if we can't do anything to be a prisoner, we will still be unlucky. Therefore, the prison guards in the Tianzhu are the most difficult, and the prison bosses in the Tianzhu are even more difficult. We must have ten means to cope with this group of people.

Ye Xiaotian took over his father's mission at the age of sixteen and became a prison guard in the No. 1 prison of Xuanzi. He became the prison chief in just three years, which shows his methods.

There are new criminals on weekdays, and there are prison guards who introduce the situation in the prison to him. Ye Xiaotian doesn't have to come forward in person. However, two months ago, Liu Fenghui, the head of the Central Household Department, wrote a letter to the emperor to the emperor, impeaching the capital two major disasters: one is that the county magistrates and servants destroy the people's families; the other is that the nobles and relatives are invading and taking advantage of the people, resulting in the poor and wealth being exhausted, and they are suffering.

Emperor Wanli attached great importance to this memorial and immediately issued an edict to investigate the preparations of the treasury bureau and discuss the reduction to reduce the burden on the people. At the same time, the Three Laws ordered the Three Laws to strictly investigate the illegal activities of the department officials and nobles who harmed the people. Therefore, there were such a group of people in Tianzhu, and more than a dozen criminals were imprisoned in one go. Ye Xiaotian attached great importance to it, so he appeared and took care of him personally.

"Little brother, I have carefully studied the Western astrology you brought last time. I have a lot of experience. Come on, let me calculate it for you."

Ye Xiaotian was walking out, when a greeting suddenly came from the cell next to him. At the same time, a dead branch-like arm poked out from the wooden fence and swayed to him enthusiastically.

The wooden fences of the cell are made of thick logs. After the new paint peels off, the layers of cracked old paint inside are exposed, silently declaring to people its age. The gap between the fences is only a slap, but the prisoner's face seems to be able to drill out of the fence effortlessly.

He had an old face, his cheeks were concave, and he was wearing a very dirty prison clothes. The wrinkled prison clothes were almost invisible. The white hair on his head was sparse and almost bald, with only a few white hairs remaining tenaciously sticking to the flesh-red scalp, standing upright.

The bald old man was named Yang Lin, and he was appointed as the Minister of Personnel. As an official in charge of the official, he had to be as strong as wind and rain when he was in office. Unfortunately, the incident happened and became a prisoner, just because some big figures were involved behind him, so he was imprisoned for three years and had not yet been sentenced.

Yang Lin has always been obsessed with mysterious techniques and did not have much time to study when he was an official. He has been doing nothing in prison for the past three years and has studied Zhouyi Guigu every day. However, he has become more and more addicted to these magical things, so he is a little nervous and respected by the prisoners and prisoners as "the sage."

Whenever Yang Shenpu's research has experience, he always wants to find someone to try his skills. However, the prisoners and the prisoners have never been interested in his nonsense, so his only test sample is Ye Xiaotian. He has tried it all on Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian didn't believe his nonsense, but he still looked very interested and squatted down in front of Yang Lin.

If these criminals, especially those who have not yet made a judgment, have any problems, as the prison chief, he will inevitably bear the responsibility for dereliction of duty. Therefore, Ye Xiaotian always racks his brains to let them survive.

Yang Lin was destined to be unable to escape from heaven. The only difference is that he died sooner or later, which depends on the fighting of the big men above. Since he has determined that he cannot escape from the crime, even his family has stopped visiting him, and he can be said to have no hope of living.

For such a person, abuse and punishment can only make him die prematurely, and good wine and tea cannot be the motivation for him to survive. Fortunately, he likes to study mysterious arts, so Ye Xiaotian dedicates his preferences and collects many books on this aspect for him. Yang Lin is now so obsessed with mysterious arts, which is not without Ye Xiaotian's contribution to the fire.

Ye Xiaotian squatted in front of the prison door, pretending to be very enthusiastic, and said, "Mr. Yang has gained something from research? Ha, it's true that I heard from the Western missionary that it is difficult for us orientals to understand the constellation technique based on solar calendar calculations."

Yang Lin stroked his sparse beard and said proudly: "I am knowledgeable and merely Western constellation techniques are more than one level worse than the art of the Middle Earth Zhouyi. If you have any research, come on, come on, poster of your birth date and eight characters."

Ye Xiaotian cooperated to say the birth date and horoscope. Yang Dashang immediately fell into deep thought and said, "Well, I will convert your birth date into the Western calendar first..."

Yang Lin pinched his fingers and sang for a while, suddenly his expression turned up and said, "I have it! As for you, you should belong to Gemini according to your birth date. Gemini people are very clever, but their temperaments are two sides: movement, stillness, yin and yang, and each other's growth and decline. Kindness and evil, happiness and melancholy, gentleness and cruelty are combined, complex, complex..."

When Yang Lin said this, he waved a bald head repeatedly. As a good listener, Ye Xiaotian took the opportunity to join in and said: "So, I wonder what the fate of the boy is?"

Just at this moment, a very elegant and clear voice suddenly came from the prison cell next to it: "Xiao Yezi..." A business came to the door. Ye Xiaotian waved his hand and asked Yang Lin to stop him. He rushed over happily, rubbed his hands and smiled: "Mr. Huang, I wonder what instructions did the elder brother have?"

Mr. Huang took out some scattered silver and handed it out from the fence gate, and said slowly: "I'll ask Yetou'er to buy me a elbow of 'Tianfuhao'. The knife skills should be finer. Then a 'bone-scented and fragrant' roast chicken, which is just out of the pot. As for this wine... it's better to have a flower carving, it will take more than five years."

"Okay! You wait, the boy will be back soon."

Ye Xiaotian took the scattered silver and weighed it. He knew that after buying the wine and meat that Mr. Huang wanted, there would be a lot of money left in errands. Unexpectedly, he would make a small profit before handing over the shift today. When he walked out, his steps became much lighter.
Chapter completed!