Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 15

"let me out……"

Song Qingshu's voice was already weak, and he was lying on the prison railing like a ghost.

It has been a few days since he was abandoned by Zhao Yuanwai and his party. In this dark prison, Song Qingshu didn't dare to eat the prison food for a whole day, and only drank some water.

The next day, when he was starving, the tall and burly idiot in the troupe started to have a bad stomach, making the whole prison stinky. In less than two days, a lively and strong man had died He was about to lose his shape, and now he was paralyzed in the corner of the wall dying.

Song Qingshu would rather starve to death than fall into his situation.

Lying on the cell door and shouting every day, it's not that Song Qingshu has much perseverance, but that he really has nothing to do, and Song Qingshu also has a strong heart at this time, wronging me for not letting me out?The troublemaker will also trouble you to death!
Regardless of whether they could be heard outside or not, Song Qingshu yelled day and night as he pulled on the prison door. At first, Old Man Xing, Liu Dazhuzi, and Hongniang Xing were annoyed, but then they were also depressed. In addition, he always regarded Song Qingshu as a fool, so he was allowed to make trouble.

But at this time, Song Qingshu was obviously at the end of his strength, his throat was already swollen, his eyes were full of stars, his voice was hoarse and sharp like a ghost, and a breath of death really appeared in Song Qingshu's heart. The little girl in the arms of the soldier beggar on the opposite side was so frightened that she cried in the middle of the night.

But what was surprising was that the formidable-looking soldier and beggar didn't say a word to Song Qingshu for the past few days. Sometimes, he only glanced at him with an admiring and complicated expression.

In his mind, the colorful world of later generations is full of feasting and feasting, relatives and friends seem to be far away, and human beings are kind when they are about to die, but at this moment, Song Qingshu, who is aggrieved, is full of evil thoughts in his chest, and his heart is full of resentment.

His grandma, even if I die and turn into a ghost, I will not let you corrupt officials go.

Supported by resentment, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand again, neighing desperately.

"Let me out! You bastards!"

As soon as he shouted to play, Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly became dazed, and the light suddenly dimmed. Before Song Qingshu could see clearly, the sluggish Old Man Xing rushed to the prison door full of hope, and asked earnestly: "Mr. , is it because the magistrate of the county is merciful and wants to be punished lightly?"

"Idiots are all country idiots. They don't understand the rules of the provincial capital. If they are so impulsive, please ask the officials to give them a good word!"

Only then did Song Qingshu see clearly that the yellow-faced tiger had come again.

At this time, the yellow-faced tiger was not at all as arrogant and domineering as it was a few days ago. On the contrary, he looked a bit like a defeated rooster. Facing the flattery of Old Man Xing, he pointed at the half-dead Song Qingshu angrily and shouted: "Master, please forgive me? You should save yourselves! You dare to refuse to be Mr. Wu's concubine, but Mr. Wu said that he will lock you bastards to death!"

Old Man Xing immediately poured cold water from his head to his toes, and sat back listlessly. Hongniang Xing's pretty and haggard face also showed grief, indignation and determination, but before she could speak, the yellow-faced tiger started talking again a turn.

"You guys are able to go out, but I have to thank this fool! Damn! I have been working for half my life to catch the police, and he is the only one who is so powerful. You are also lucky. The sky has changed in Beijing these two days." , it is said that Lord Long Live expelled the [-]-year-old Eunuch Wei from the capital. A few scholars followed suit and made a fuss..."

It was also an explanation, and it was also a complaint, muttering uncleanly, Huang Mianhu reluctantly opened the prison door, and then yelled at Song Qingshu with a sense of sarcasm.

"Grandpa, please get out of prison, my little one, let's go!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but suddenly realized that Wei Zhongxian was nine thousand years old, this old eunuch hadn't done anything good in his life, and never thought that he could still borrow his light!Isn't it the year when Wei Zhongxian was defeated by Zhu Youjian in the early years of Chongzhen?

It's also unbelievable, old man Xing was dumbfounded, until Huang Mianhu kicked off the chain impatiently, and then he came to his senses, Hongniang Xing wanted to get out of this stinking place , but was dragged by old man Xing, winked at Song Qingshu, and was dazed for a while, Xing Hongniang reluctantly put the weak and dying Song Qingshu's arm on her shoulder, and put her arms around Song Qingshu's waist, and helped him out.

Anyway, this fool is now the big guy's savior!

His head was also muddled, and Song Qingshu followed out in a daze. He didn't take two steps, and suddenly he turned his head subconsciously.

The beggar with military temperament just shrank in the corner without saying a word, but the little girl with dark face got out of his arms full of longing, and looked at him and his party with big watery eyes enviously. .

That is a longing for freedom!
My heart was suddenly touched, and I don't know where the impulse came from. Song Qingshu suddenly pointed to the prison opposite and said hoarsely: "He is with us. If he doesn't leave, I won't leave!"

Huang Mianhu's ugly face immediately turned gloomy, and Old Man Xing almost died of fright. At this juncture, the ancestral tomb is already full of smoke, so how dare he make trouble out of it?

"Officer, don't be as knowledgeable as him, he is a fool, let's go now! Let's go!"

It seems that Huang Mianhu also showed kindness today, looked at Song Qingshu's yellow and emaciated face, which could not be found in the crowd, and muttered helplessly.

"Okay! Today you are the master!"

Anyway, the two beggars are not a big deal, at most they were arrested by fighting and stealing, this matter can be big or small, if they are released, they will be released, escaped from the key, and they will be released again.

The beggar who looked like a soldier glanced at Song Qingshu unexpectedly, and walked out without saying a word, but the little girl turned around and ran out happily, rushing past the yellow-faced tiger, so scared that the guy scolded angrily Sentence little bastard.

But after running for two steps, the little girl turned back again, and suddenly threw herself into Song Qingshu's arms, gave him a big hug, and thanked him in a pleasant voice: "Thank you, brother pervert!"

In the past two days, Hongniang Xing scolded Song Qingshu a lot. In the little girl's heart, Song Qingshu was a ghost. Of course, the pervert brother said it. A title, but it almost made Song Qingshu who was already confused. He didn't really faint, Huang Mianhu looked at him even more strangely, as if he was looking at a perverted pedophile, with the original expression.

Damn, why don't I just do something good!Who did I provoke?
Behind Song Qingshu, the soldier-looking beggar looked at the eyes of his back, his pupils dilated suddenly, and then shrunk violently...

(End of this chapter)