Chapter 11 Escape from Prison ()

The slightly dim light of the Nanjing Government Office makes the interior space of the building placed underground look a little deeper, which makes Tan Zong, who was entering the prison for the first time, feel a little uncomfortable. Especially the smell of rottenness, smell of urine and the faint smell of corpse, all of which hit Tan Zong's olfactory nerves, which makes Tan Zong helplessly control his breathing as much as possible - use his nose less and use his mouth more often.

"The guy who thought of building the prison underground was definitely an excellent criminologist. Your mother was so depressing. After staying for a long time, I was afraid that my mental quality would be almost broken." Tan Zong, who had been muttering in his heart, looked around the situation in the prison. Seeing that the situation in the prison was similar to that in some costume dramas, he forced himself to let go of his disgust. It can be seen that this place should have been cleaned up in advance, so the two prisons at the door were relatively clean.

"This is the benefit of someone above." Tan Zong sighed again, and then bowed to say goodbye to the several supervisors who came to him behind him.

Seeing that someone left, Tan Zong turned around and first turned on the brand new Confucian shirt on Zhen, then touched the bandage wrapped around his body. After confirming that everything was fine, he said to the jailer holding the lamp: "Sir, you can lead the way."

In fact, according to the conventions of all dynasties, like jailers, they are actually not officials at all, and they can only be regarded as one of officials. However, the old saying goes well, it is not surprising that many people are not aware of it. If you flatter a few words, you won’t die. Tan Zong, who agrees deeply about this, will naturally not complain about other people’s identities like the nerd protagonists in some costume dramas.

"Mr. Ya Yuan was joking." The prison guard smiled at Tan Zong, obviously receiving Tan Zong's affection, and then continued: "The villain Cui Yuan is just a pawn under the command of Wang Lao Tzu. He is not considered an adult. If you call me that, you will be the life of the villain."

"Look at what Brother Cui said." Tan Zong narrowed his eyes unconsciously, only to feel that the prison guard named Cui Yuan tried his best to emphasize that he was a small person, and he clearly had something in his words. Then, when he thought of the head Wang Wang mentioned, he immediately understood.

"It seems that the people of the Wang family are still a little unwilling to give up." Tan Zong sighed in his heart, but knew that there was nothing he could do. After all, the Wang family has been in this Nanjing Prefecture for many years. Although it has never been made like a piece of iron, it is almost the same as a bucket. It is really easy to kill someone secretly, and it is really easy.

Fortunately, I was also accused of having a registration with Zhang Henian and Cao Qiaomu, and I was not afraid of the other party taking a damning attack on me, otherwise I was afraid that some of this lawsuit would be fought. After all, I was murdered by Ya Yuan, a provincial examination in the Nanjing Prefecture. Once such a thing broke out, even the cabinet would not dare to hide it, but I was afraid that the supervisor would be exposed to the emperor as soon as possible.

At that time, there is no need to check the account book of Nanjing Prefecture. The supervision only needs to verify the procedures and directly take people from Nanjing Prefecture: from the prefect to the prison guards, I am afraid that no one of them will escape.

After all, the same thing is true. Unless the Ya Yuan from Nanjing Prefecture is dizzy in the future, he will at least be a Jinshi. He will definitely be a famous seventh-rank official, and he will be a county magistrate in the place.

What's more, after the four countries for more than a few years, the Yayuan in Nanjing Prefecture had never been "as a Jinshi". The most unlucky one was the 13th second-tier 2 that year!

Therefore, with Zhang Henian's suggestions, Tan Zong was not worried about the Wang family's courage to send someone to do anything difficult for him in this prison. Therefore, although he could not be said to be relaxed, he could not be said to be too worried. Instead, he had to experience the rise and fall of knowledge.

Following the two-fold stone steps to the ground of the prison, Tan Zong stood at the front of the cell facing the Nanjing Mansion. He saw two sides walking past, afraid that there were more than a dozen or twenty prisons, separated by solid wood strips of children. The solid wood strips between the prisons were slightly denser, making it almost impossible for adults to pass through the arms. The side of the corridor was relatively sparse, which not only allowed the prisoners to stretch out their arms, but also even the smaller heads could be stretched out.

"Brother Cui, where am I tonight?" He flicked his brand new Confucian shirt again. Tan Zong still looked at Cui Yuan who stopped with a light in front of him with a smile. His polite words were like he didn't have money.

Tan Zong obviously kept tidying up his clothes, but instead consciously reminded Cui Yuan in front of him about his identity - Confucian scholar, Tong Sheng, Scholar, Ya Yuan!

This is a simple psychological suggestion. Tan Zong used it very well when he was a civil servant in his later generations.

"That..." Cui Yuan surrounded the surroundings, feeling a little confused and difficult to consider. After a sip of tea, he raised his head and said to Tan Zong: "To be honest, because the head of the prisoner Wang was in a hurry, I didn't have much time to clean it. I just sprinkled some white powder into the two prisons at the door and spread the dried hay. There was no time to do it inside."

I looked up and saw that Tan Zong had actually seen the situation here early in the morning. But when he met Cui Yuan and asked the prisoner again, Tan Zong didn't feel distracted, but he didn't interrupt, just asked Cui Yuan to continue talking.

"But these two prisoners are not that convenient." Cui Yuan said here, looking at the empty prison on his left with a point of view, "It's not a good chance to be empty here. The previous prisoners died of madness and illness in the end, and the previous one was only a few days ago."

After Cui Yuan finished speaking, somehow, he suddenly added: "We can't tell you about this matter to the outside world, but we dare not hide it from Duke Yayuan."

Seeing Cui Yuan's words so lingering, Tan Zong couldn't help feeling a little more gloomy. If it were later, Tan Zong, as an excellent member of the Communist Party, would definitely be the most extreme atheist. But now even the soul piercing appeared, what else could not happen? This Feng Shui theory really made Tan Zong feel excited.

"Fortunately, this is just one of them." Tan Zong comforted himself, then hurriedly looked at Cui Yuan.

"There is a problem here." Cui Yuan stopped consciously, but saw that Tan Zong did not ask questions, and he felt a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and coughed a few times. Cui Yuan then continued: "There is a prisoner inside, but he just asked from the death penalty. Tomorrow he will be taken to the capital to verify his true self-death. If Mr. Ya Yuan didn't want to go to that room, I'm afraid he would have to go down here tonight."

"Death Criminal?" Tan Zong looked up at the prisoner. Seeing that the prisoner was lowering his head, he didn't say anything or look at people. He could not see his long gray hair spread on his shoulders, and a gray-black beard dragged to the ground. If the prisoner was wearing a ragged prison uniform, he would look like a death row prisoner who confessed his guilt and was waiting to die.

"It's the death row prisoner." Cui Yuan continued: "According to the rules of our Nanjing Prefecture, we must mention the prisoner in advance the day before the death row prisoner is taken away. First, we can get on the road early tomorrow, and the other ones will be convenient for the test. If we save the mistakes in Beijing, we may not be able to withstand it."

"That's a coincidence." Tan Zong couldn't help but thrust his face, but he couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Your mother is playing with me as a monkey. Is there such a deliberate disgusting person? He even deliberately used a prisoner to kill me."

Thinking of this, Tan Zong was shocked and said, "Does the other party want to take this opportunity? I will give me a chance tomorrow morning and secretly go to Chen Cang to get me away? Isn't it so bold? If I do it like this, I'm afraid it's no different from killing me directly."

Before he could resolve his mind, Tan Zong suddenly felt a little hesitant and couldn't help but look around. He saw the walkway silence, but with candlelight, he could see some people lying in the prisons. Although some people didn't speak, they all stared at this side with their eyes, as if they wanted to drink Tan Zong's blood and eat Tan Zong's flesh.

This scene suddenly made Tan Zong feel nervous - no one could figure out whether there was a killer or something in the dim corners inside that the Wang family had specially brought in. Instead, this so-called death row prisoner looked more like an old prison, otherwise he would not have had such long and untreated hair and beard.

After thinking about this for a while, Tan Zong felt aggrieved and bowed to Cui Yuanyi, "Then I'll trouble Brother Cui to open this door. I'll pass in this prison tonight."

"Have you thought about it? Is it really in this prison?" Cui Yuan glanced at Tan Zong with a little meaningful look, which made Tan Zong feel numb.

"That's it." Tan Zong said hard, but he couldn't even look at the empty prison behind him.

After Cui Yuan opened the iron chain as thick as his arms and locked it, Tan Zong was already in the prison he had chosen.

The prison looks quite large, with fifteen or sixteen square meters. Most of the places are empty, with only a few piles of clean straw stacked on the other end against the wall, which looks like it is for people to sleep at night.

"It's quite quiet here, and it's good to study for those scholars."

After looking at it, Tan Zong was too lazy to take care of the vicious look in the prison next door. He just carried a few stacks of hay and arranged it on the ground, and then lay it on the bone.

The hard grass pole pressed against the bandage, which made Tan Zong feel a little painful behind his back, but Tan Zong did not dare to turn around to show his back. The so-called intention to harm others should not be without a sense of guarding against others. Tan Zong can't do anything else, and he still understands such common sense of caution.

In just a moment, Cui Yuan had already left the prison with the oil lamp in his hand. Only a few meters of torches were left in the entire cell to emit some light, and even Tan Zong seemed dim.

"Aren't you afraid that I will harm you?"

Tan Zong was on guard when he suddenly heard this and almost subconsciously turned over and sat up. But as soon as he did this, he immediately pulled the wound behind him, and suddenly felt a sharp pain, which made Tan Zong grin.

"Do you know, someone in the palace buys your life?" said the prisoner again.

This question was abrupt, but somehow, Tan Zong felt relieved of his guard. He couldn't help but follow the other party and asked, "What's the price? Is there five taels of silver?"

"No." The prisoner said in the lifeless voice.

"Fuck! Nothing is five taels of silver? My life is so cheap?" Tan Zong couldn't help but lower his head and muttered, then he seemed to think of something, and looked up and said, "Did he promise that as long as he kills me, you will be allowed to go out?"

"You are smart, young man." The voice of the Death Prisoner finally felt a little surprised, and even raised his head, revealing his true face.

With the fire, Tan Zong saw the man's appearance. Although he couldn't clearly say that, he was still very happy.

This prisoner in his 40s should be a man in his forties. His face was quite heroic and did not look like a lustful look. If he was wearing a military uniform and was paired with a long sword, it would look more like a handkerchief in a military camp. However, his long gray hair made the man look much older.

"This brother looks good." Tan Zongda praised from the bottom of his heart.

Tan Zong also had a little bit of experience with his face: few people with such faces committed crimes, most of whom were loyal and righteous, and a few of whom were false benevolence and false righteous. But the person in front of him did not explode directly, but compared with words, Tan Zong felt that this person was probably a well-known loyal and righteous person.

As for why such loyal and righteous people became prisoners of death, Tan Zong was not surprised at all - no matter whether it was a prosperous or chaotic life, whether it was this life or later life, false and wrong cases are indispensable in any case, let alone Nanjing Prefecture!

To put it unpleasantly, in Tan Zong's eyes, Wang Ren, the governor of Nanjing Prefecture, has become an unforgivable person at this moment. It is not surprising that anything happened under his rule.

"I wonder why my brother was imprisoned?" Seeing that the man had no intention of taking action, Tan Zong had a little more gossip at this moment.

"I learned it when I was studying Piao Tianyi. Especially when a few brothers who could make friends together, I was even more gossipy. Seeing that I was safe, Tan Zong's gossipy thoughts became hot. Unexpectedly, when he was blocked by someone as soon as he spoke, he was speechless.

Even so, after a half cup of tea, Tan Zong was so bored that he lay back on the hay. The prisoner suddenly spoke, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

"I'm not the roundworm in your belly, how can I know?" Tan Zong said this playful words, but then he woke up. At this moment, I'm afraid no one knows how many roundworms are.

Just as he was about to re-ed up, the man said, "I didn't expect you to have heard the slang of the previous dynasty military commander Long, and it seems that he is not a dead-end book."

"Military Dragon"? "Slang"?

"What do you think of this!" Tan Zong just felt his mind suddenly stunned.

"Principal Wang promised me freedom, saying that as long as I secretly kill you tonight, I will let me go tomorrow morning." The prisoner seemed to be unwilling to give up and continued to ask: "Do you know why I don't want to harm you?"

"It's just a cunning rabbit dies and a lackey. If you kill me, I'm afraid you will die faster and have a lot of freedom." Tan Zong thought to himself that I've seen such scenes countless times, and you can only treat this as a treasure, and you really think that you are a wrist.

The prisoner of the death penalty really exclaimed, and couldn't help but move to Tan Zong and said, "How did you know?" Then he raised his hand and pointed at the prisoners in the next prison and said, "Look at those idiots, they heard the words of the prison Wang, so they targeted you from the beginning. Now I'm afraid I'd like to eat you and go out early."

Tan Zong said intimidly, glad that he had not come over there, otherwise he would have been strangled to death. However, although Tan Zong was afraid, he refused to admit defeat and said, "You know that those are idiots, and they are still saying something. Could it be to show that you are smarter than these idiots?"

As soon as he said this, Tan Zong couldn't help but scream. He knew that his witty words were not good and he would cause him a murder. He quickly became alert again and stared at the face of the prisoner in the death row.

As long as the death prisoner showed even the slightest bit of hostility on his face, Tan Zong would take the lead, even if he knew that he had no chance of winning.

But Tan Zong waited there for a while, but he didn't wait for the reaction of the prisoner. Instead, the prisoner didn't know what he muttered, and turned back to the corner and sat back...

"Freaky!" Tan Zong couldn't help but comment on the prison prisoner, and he felt that he would be afraid of having a heart attack after a few more times.

Before he knew it, Tan Zong was woken up in a daze. He looked at him, but found a man in black standing in front of him.

The man in black held a knife in one hand and a bunch of keys in the other. Tan Zong had seen this bunch of keys, which was exactly the bunch that was placed in Cui Yuan's belt.

"Mr. Tan is going to follow me. If you are too late, you will be alerted to the guards here."

The man in black's voice was quite low, which made Tan Zong unable to hear it clearly.

Tan Zong looked around and found that except for the prisoner who seemed to be awake, there were all lying around, and they seemed to be asleep. So he also followed suit and whispered: "Who are you, why did you come here to save me?"

"The youngest came to rescue Mr. Tan from Miss Su. This is not the place to speak, but my husband went out with me earlier. If it is too late, I am afraid that the assassin from the royal palace will come."

"Assassin?" Tan Zong was stunned and suddenly smelled a smell of powder from his nose.

Although the powder smells light, it is very pungent in this prison. Tan Zong almost subconsciously found the source - it was the man in black in front of him.

Although Tan Zong didn't have much contact with Su Jin, he remembered clearly that Su Jin never applied any makeup. At this moment, Su Jin should be staying in the inn. Even if this person was going to see Su Jin, he could only see him in the inn, so how could he have any makeup on him?

Seeing that the man in black still looked like a loyal dog, Tan Zong sneered in his heart, but pretended to be grateful and said, "I'll thank you for these heroes."

After bowing, Tan Zong immediately said, "Since time is urgent, please ask the hero to lead the way quickly. I will go out with the hero."

Seeing this, the man in black didn't say much and wanted to go out of the prison door, but he didn't warn that a rumbling sound came from behind him. Then he felt a pain in the back of his head and fainted immediately.

"How did you knock him out?" The prison prisoner watched for a long time. At this moment, when he saw Tan Zong knocking the man in black faint, he couldn't help asking.

"If you don't get knocked out, would you really let him go?" Tan Zong sneered and said, "I have never committed any crime, so why should I be a prisoner? If Jie Shi is caught again, he will be really speechless and can't explain it. Instead, it's better to stay here. Besides, this man's face is covered with black veil and he doesn't even dare to show his face, so why trust him? Even if I hit the wrong person, I have the confidence to rescue him in the future. Jie Shi will apologize again."

Speaking of this, Tan Zong suddenly smiled and said, "But, I won't go out now, but you can go out." As he said that, he said that.

"I didn't expect you to be a little anxious." The prisoner laughed, but there was a rare smile in his words.

After half a cup of tea, a black shadow with a knife in one hand suddenly emerged from the prison, and a man in a Confucian shirt was clamped under his left arm.
Chapter completed!