The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

The prison in the Luzhou government office was pitch black, and the guards closed the gate early, and a group of people stayed on the platform at the top of the watchtower that was splashed with water to enjoy the cool and brag. Cuibi, a newcomer to Yufang, spent a lot of money last night to taste something new, so I'm sorry for the ten pennies of red money if I don't show it off.

"That figure... tsk tsk tsk... soft like noodles, that chest... tsk tsk tsk... two bright moons hanging on the chest, it's worth it... really worth it... it's worth a little more money." Liu Lao Head squinting like intoxicated.

"I said cell boss, don't you fucking be 'tsk tsk tsk', the brothers didn't hear anything, let me give you some details, such as how to enter the room, how to take off your clothes, how to get on the bed, how to enter Degang, it also made us brothers have a dry addiction!"

"Yes, yes, let's be more practical, otherwise the brothers will think you are just bragging, and you won't be willing to spend that money at all..." Someone echoed.

"Fart!" Liu Lao was furious! "It hurts my self-esteem. I actually said that I am bragging. I am afraid that I will be too detailed. If you let go of your guns here one by one, can you stay here? It's cooler."

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you talking about those useless things?"

"It seems that you guys are still filial to me on weekdays, so I will chat with you well today; by the way, I went to Mingyufang to have fun last night, and the old bustard stuck to me as soon as I entered the door. The sow's mouth smiled at me, and the smell of garlic in her mouth almost made me faint." Liu Laotou thought of the smell and was still nauseated.

"Why do you just talk about this old bustard, talk about Chu'er, quickly talk about Chu'er." A thin jailer interjected.

"Why the hell are you so impatient? There's a lot of talk in front of the story, and you're a shitty guy when you get in." Liu Laotou scolded.

All the jailers laughed, and one of them echoed, "The prison boss really has eyesight. Sun Xiaoliu is like playing a whore. A cat jumps, his butt rises and falls three times, turns over, pays the money and leaves..."

The jailers burst into laughter, and Sun Xiaoliu blushed, grabbed the speaker and beat him, causing a scene of turmoil.

"Do you still want to hear it? I don't want to hear that I'm going to sleep." Liu Baotou said displeased that he was left out.

"Listen, listen, tell me quickly, talking about how Chu'er got involved with Xiao Liu, what else can he say, one quick knife hand."

Sun Xiaoliu was about to grab and beat this man again, but he had already been grabbed by the hands and feet and fixed firmly. Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, he could only calm down and listen.

"My eyes turned green when I heard the old bustard said there was a baby girl, so I hurried upstairs to see her, guess what?"

"What's the matter?" Everyone stretched their necks and stared.

"That's called a water spirit, the one with black hair, the one with white arms, the one with a thin waist, and the one with a big chest; I glanced at me through the crack of the door, and my bones were all brittle." Liu Lao Swallowing while talking.

Everyone's eyeballs were about to fall off the ground and they jumped on the ground, swallowing their saliva one by one.

"I'll take it right away, Shiguan, damn it; speaking of it, I have to thank that little official Su, if he hadn't brought us this windfall with a single brick, I wouldn't have the money to be happy. "

Everyone hurriedly said: "Don't fucking say these useless things, talk about it later."

"A bunch of monkeys rushing for goods." Liu Lao pointed at the group of people in front of him and cursed, grabbed the big white porcelain bowl next to him and drank a few sips, and then said: "I entered the room, I closed the door, hehe ..."

The jailers stretched their necks and said, "How?"

Liu Laotou opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly heard a knock on the door from the door below, and someone called the door in front of the yard; everyone turned their heads and looked, but they couldn't see who it was, but there were four or five lanterns shining on it.

"Xiao Liu, go and see who it is?" Liu Lao asked.

"Why me?" Sun Xiaoliu quit.

"Because you are fast." One person teased.

"Cao your mother." Xiao Liu was about to go mad again.

"Okay, I'll go there in person, you grandsons, if there is oil and water later, no one will want it." Liu Baotou cursed and got up and climbed down the escalator.

"Let's go together, let's go together." Everyone hurriedly got up and followed Liu Laotou and climbed down the platform, and in the dark, they lit a few lanterns and came to the prison together.

The courtyard door of the prison was slammed, and Liu Laotou cursed through the door: "Mother, what's the hurry, are you reporting a funeral?"

He squinted his eyes to signal the guards to pull the latch, and opened the door with a bang; the prisoner Liu just poked his head out, and before he could see who was standing in front of him, he heard a gust of wind and couldn't dodge. Two slaps, two big pot stickers were eaten on the face.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you, I'll chop him up." Liu Lao's eyes were full of stars, but his reaction was very quick, and he stretched out his hand and pulled out half of his waist knife.

A jailer behind him quickly grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear: "Prisoner, you are blind, you are the magistrate."

The blood in Liu Laotou's body immediately cooled down, the waist knife slid into the sheath with a splash, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow and salute: "I don't know that the magistrate is coming, damn it."

It was Zhu Shiyong who came, wearing a black silk shirt, wrapping his slightly thin body, as empty as a mummy.

"I'm cleaning you up later, take me to see the courier who came in a few days ago, did you forget what I told you?" Zhu Shiyong said coldly.

"Master Zhifu, according to your arrangement, everything has been done, that tongue..." The prison chief hung his head tremblingly and replied.

"Shut up, lead the way..." Zhu Shiyong frowned and shouted.

A group of people walked along the stinking courtyard path to the dark cell, but they didn't go in when they got to the cell. They turned a corner along the wall, and a dilapidated small house appeared in front of them.

The head of prison Liu immediately went in and lit the lamp, and then bowed to invite Zhu Shiyong to enter. Zhu Shiyong frowned and stepped into the hot and sour hut. In a wooden fence, with messy hair, I don't know if he is dead or alive.

"Bring him out." Zhu Shiyong said.

The head of the prison opened the gate with the key on his waist, walked in and shouted loudly: "Hey, don't pretend to be dead, the magistrate is here to see you."

As soon as the figure moved, he raised his head suddenly. Under the light, his face was hideous and full of scars. The most shocking part was his mouth and cheeks, which were so swollen and blue that he could no longer distinguish his human appearance.

But Zhu Shiyong knew that this person was the yamen clerk who had followed him for several years.

When that Wu Zuo saw Zhu Shiyong sitting under the candlelight, his eyes immediately showed a fierce light, and he rushed towards Zhu Shiyong with a whimper; long flow.

"Straight mother thief, dare to be rude to adults." Liu Baotou cursed, stretched out his feet and kicked Wu Zuo indiscriminately.

Wu Zuo didn't move at all, neither yelling nor rolling over, just staring at Zhu Shiyong without moving.

Zhu Shiyong felt hairy when he saw him, and shouted: "Stop it, get him some water to wash him, and then bring him some herbal tea to drink."

"Let...he drink it?" Liu Laotou asked suspiciously.

"Hurry up...What are you talking about?" Zhu Shiyong shouted.

Prisoner Liu rushed out of the house as if flying, and ordered people to fetch water and serve tea. After a while, two jailers came into the room with a bucket of clear water and a pot of herbal tea. Gudong poured down half of the pot, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then poured all the rest into his stomach again, obviously very thirsty.

"Wash your face and make your body more comfortable." Zhu Shiyong said.

Wu Zuo looked at Zhu Shiyong with fire-breathing eyes, and silently shook his head.

Zhu Shiyong sighed, turned his head and said to Liu Laotou and several yamen guards: "You all go out and lock the door, and you are not allowed to come in without my order."

"My lord, this...is not right." The head of the yamen servants and the head of the prison Liu hesitated. This action looked very fierce. If he hurt the magistrate, he would be in great trouble.

"Get out..." Zhu Shiyong yelled loudly, and everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and within a few breaths, the room seemed empty, only Zhu Shiyong sitting on the stool and Wu Zuo sitting by the fence were left. relative stare.