Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    If today's Luoyang is surging, then this dark and historically majestic Luoyang prison is the core of the storm.

    Following the crackling torches hanging on the wall, passing by the lifeless ordinary prison cells, stepping on the straw-covered but still damp ground, the deeper you go, The more you can feel the maliciousness of being swallowed by the abyss.

    The screams became clearer.

      He is a little younger than Cao Song. Fifty is the golden age of politics, but within a few days of being locked in, his hair turned white, and his whole body was distorted: in addition to his bruised torso, his kneecap was also dug out. Dropped, and the two calves turned out strangely.

    Wang Fu's two adopted sons were locked in wooden cages, their hair was disheveled, crying and begging: "We know the death penalty, please give us father and son a good time!"

    The executioner was dressed in a red official uniform, thin and bony, like a ghost in the torture instruments. He didn't seem to hear the mourning around him, but excitedly lifted the bucket in the corner and fell on Wang Fu, who had passed out in pain.

    One bucket of water, two buckets of water.

    Wang Fu was soaked all over, but he didn't wake up, and he fell into a deep coma.

    Only then did he spit on Wang Fu and scolded with a smile: "Old dog, when you were making a fortune, did you think of today?" He turned to the wall and took the whip , and smoked in the cage where the brothers Wang Meng and Wang Ji were locked. His whip technique is so weird that he can sweep in through the gaps between the fences, whipping the flesh, leaving people nowhere to hide.

    Seeing that her pleas were fruitless, and she had no choice but to hide, Wang Meng turned to scolding: "It is reasonable for others to say that it is reasonable for my family to be powerful, but you Yangqiu started as a servant for us! You also have a share in the matter! Now it's just because you see your father's untrustworthiness with His Majesty, and you just switch to the court. The eagle and the dog, the disciple who backs the master, if you say anything righteous, don't make people laugh!"

    Yang Qiu's face suddenly distorted. The cheekbones were illuminated by torches, and the eyeballs protruded like a ghost. "Eunuchs are treacherous and evil, everyone gets them and kills them!"

    "Haha." The Wang brothers laughed together regardless of the increasing number of whiplashes on their bodies. "We are waiting for you in Huangquan."

    The sound of the curse made Yang Qiu lose his mind, he grabbed the iron rope and dragged Wang Meng out of the cage, and began to pull out his tongue with an iron pincer-like tool.

    The chamber was filled with muffled whimpers and the sound of blood clogged in the throat.

    "What?" Yang Qiu left the **** and his son, stepped up, and picked up the jailer's collar, "Without a belt and no weapon, did he hit the wall?"

    The young **** struggled a few times: "I...I don't know. I just replaced the shift when I saw...and saw that he was dead in the prison." He looked almost frightened After urinating, he spoke upside down: "The faces are all black, and there is Duan Jiong's old department outside shouting to collect the corpse."

    Yang Qiu was out of anger and threw the jailer to the ground. "Premeditated! Taking poison? Who gave him the poison? Someone came to visit the prison today? Didn't I say that visiting prison is not allowed? Is it a child's play to call the prison?"

    No answer. Yang Qiu turned his head and saw that the young intern was stunned by Wang Fu's **** misery. "Useless thing!" He kicked over, "I want to ask you something."

    "On...morning, maybe...but...but the villain only at noon..."

    Come on, there's nothing to ask. Yang Qiu turned around and left with the whip in his hand. He's going to whip the corpse! Yang Qiu walked too hastily, not noticing the gleam of light in the eyes of the newcomer jailer.

    It was night and the weather was very cold. It was summer, but hail started to fall. Ice particles the size of soybeans fell, and the jailer who sent the body was terrified.

    "If you want me to say, if you gave Duan Jiong's body to those soldiers, why should you throw it at the mass grave?" The person who raised his head in front complained, "Now the captain of the school, Temper too... Then it's us pawns who are unlucky again."

    "Hmm." The man behind replied.

     "But the corpse of this captain is soft, and a little evil. A corpse that has been dead for two hours will become as hard as wood and stone."

    "Hmm."

    "Hey, young man, I'm not talking nonsense. I've buried corpses in Luoyang Prison for thirty years."

    "Haha." A chuckle came from behind, "The old man is a craftsman, which makes people happy."

    The older jailer was taken aback. The hail has stopped, and the cold wind is blowing again.

    "Maboisan, have you heard of it? People are unconscious after taking it, the breath is weak, and even the pain of whipping and salt water can't wake it up..."

    The old jailer threw the corpse's feet and covered his ears, muttering to himself: "I don't listen, I don't listen."

    But the young man behind him continued: "...If you paint your face, lips and nails black, at first glance it will look like death by poisoning. However, there are many flaws, such as corpse corpse , corpse spots, for example, if you check carefully, you can still hear the heartbeat and breathing, and if the Yang Ball wants to take the head and dig out the heart, we can't stop it."

    He walked over to the old jailer, his breath faintly ringing behind his ears: "It's just a chance to replace General Duan's poisonous wine with Ma Boisan. Although Zuo Zhou is narrow-minded, he once defended the frontier. The general, should not die in the hands of a pervert."

    Outside the East City, there is a "Midou" wine house next to Tingyi, which is open every day until the curfew. It was almost in the eastern suburbs, and it was an area without city walls, and the management was not as strict as the inner city. Even the children of the nobles occasionally come here for night drinks and supper. After eating and drinking, they go to the next station to make do with it for the night. After the ban is lifted in the morning, they return to the city.

    The emperor was addicted to alcohol, so the prohibition of alcohol decades ago was useless.

    At dusk, you can smell the aroma of wine wafting out of the back kitchen of "Rice Dou", and then the smell of grilled meat, spices and sauces permeates the surroundings. In summer, vegetables are also available, or mixed with vinegar, or stir-fried, or stewed. In addition, there are soy milk and stewed tofu.

    "Store, size A."

    An old woman came out from behind the counter and saluted respectfully: "The A shop is full, please move to the B shop."

    Xu You, who was traveling with her, was taking off her dirty boots and coat under the service of the maid. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "With such a horrible weather, who would come to drink in this remote wine house?"

    Zhang Miao was about to leave, Yuan Shao hurriedly grabbed him: "Today, Yuan Tu and You Ruo have reached the door, and there is hail outside, so let's warm up with a pot of hot wine. "

    Feng Ji is a new member of the "Yuan's Running Men's Team", and Xun Chen came to contact Yuan at the behest of the family. The Yuan family was not enslaved by the party, and was still serving as the third prince and nine ministers, but Yuan Shao pretended to be in the same hatred as the party members and refused to serve, so his reputation was very high. At the same time, he used the family's network resources to expand his own small group, with unknown intentions.

    But for now, Yuan Shao is still the kind Yuan Shao who treats people with courtesy and virtuousness.

    Zhang Miao took off his shoes and went upstairs after being persuaded by Yuan Shao. Feng Ji and Xun Chen followed closely.

    When I reached the area where the flowers and incense were arranged on the second floor, I heard someone singing - the language was indistinguishable, the melody was indistinguishable, the androgyny was indistinguishable, as if it were a song from another world, sad and distant, and finally I received On a faint hint of joy.

    Music, everyone.

    Yuan Shao and his entourage were from a well-rounded family, standing outside the curtain of size A until they heard the end of the song.

    "Clap clap clap." Childish applause. "Second uncle sings nicely, what is this?"

    "About, the grassland night rain."

    "Prairie, yes, it is grassland, it's cold and big." The child's voice said, "Second uncle is going to the grassland? Aang escorts you."

    "Stop making trouble. You can't even hold the sword." The slightly rough male voice ruthlessly broke the child's dream, "It will take ten years until you can **** your second uncle. "

    You can basically recognize everything here.

    "Meng De!" Yuan Shao shouted.

    "Zhonghua!" Xun Chen shouted.

    Both were delighted.

    The maid opened the curtain, and two adults and a child were sitting in the room A.

      He cupped his hands: "Original."

      Her eyes turned around the person who came, only when she saw Xun Chen, she showed a little warmth, she raised her glass and smiled: "A Chen."

    Cao Cao: "...Second brother is invincible in drinking, which makes you laugh."

    "I don't dare." Zhang Miao and Xu You both bowed their hands, "I don't dare to be a courtesy of General Ah Mo."

    Cao Cao pretended to be sad: "Tai Xue classmates and I have had a separation. Now I'm dealing with a commoner, General Ah Mo, or something, it's just a joke."

    The two looked at each other and laughed. So Yuan Shao and his entourage didn't have to go to the second shop. They joined the table together and started drinking and eating meat.

    What kind of poplar tree will not die for three thousand years, it will not fall for three thousand years after it dies, and it will not rot for three thousand years after it falls.

    What is the erosion of soil and water, the fertile fields become deserts

    What desert mummies come to life.

    In the end, even Yuan Shao's attention was attracted by her. "Zhonghua and I haven't seen each other for a long time. When you came to Runan to visit me, you were still a half-year-old child, and now you are able to annotate the "Book of Filial Piety". You can discuss the scriptures with Zheng Xuan at such an age, and you will definitely be in the future. Everyone in history."

    A Sheng glanced at the figure in the private room with drunken eyes. "Thank you for your compliments," she said softly, a smile on the corner of her mouth.

    The watchman downstairs hit the wrong clapper. It seemed that Duan Jiong's life was saved.

    Cao Cao obviously heard it, and he relaxed. "Come on, have another jar of wine."

    The author has something to say: Cao Sheng sang in the restaurant to relieve the anxiety of waiting. The first time the spy department tried a knife in the political center, it was Luoyang prison. Cao Cao and Cao Sheng were also nervous. For specific songs, refer to "One Night in Delingha".