Chapter 1021 I, Yang Jisheng, have my own courage
The Jinyiwei Prison is located in Fusi, the subordinate town of Beizhen.
Beizhen Fusi is directly led by Lu Bing, the commander of the Jinyiwei, which is also a symbol of the highest power of the Jinyiwei. In the Ming Dynasty, when it comes to who has the most power among the Jinyi Guards, it does not depend on who has the highest official rank, but on who is in charge of the Fusi in Beizhen. Whoever is in charge of Beizhen Fusi is the actual controller of Jinyiwei.
When Zhu Pingan arrived at Fusi Prison in Beizhen, most of the setting sun had slowly sunk into the horizon.
Even though Zhu Pingan showed his waist card from the fifth rank, the officer on duty at Fusi Prison in Beizhen still obstructed him in every possible way after learning that Zhu Pingan came to visit Yang Jisheng, until Zhu Pingan stuffed a After Xiao Ding paid about five taels of silver, the prison chief reluctantly allowed Zhu Pingan to enter, but even so, he only gave Zhu Pingan a stick of incense to visit.
This is the first time Zhu Ping'an has entered Jinyiwei's prison.
After entering the prison, Zhu Pingan's first feeling was darkness, his second feeling was cold, and his third feeling was terror.
The Shuntian Mansion Prison that Zhu Ping'an went to before can be called a paradise compared with the Fusi Prison in Beizhen.
Beizhen Fusi Prison can definitely be called hell.
Because it is built underground, or it is a semi-underground building. Only the main entrance of the prison is built on the ground, and the rest of the main structure is underground. No sunlight can come in. It is dark. The main color inside.
Zhu Pingan entered the Jinyiwei Prison in the dim light of the setting sun. He could not adapt to the darkness of the Prison yet. As soon as he entered the Prison, his eyes were completely dark. He squinted his eyes before adapting to the darkness of the Prison.
Then, waves of penetrating coldness came from the ground, and Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but shiver.
As soon as you enter the main entrance of Zhao Prison, there is a downward staircase, which is very long and extends underground. Zhu Pingan walked down the steps under the guidance of the jailer. Zhu Pingan counted a total of sixty-eight steps.
After reaching the end of the steps, Zhu Pingan truly entered Beizhen Fusi Prison.
Look inside through the gloomy passage.
This is a huge, complex underground world with twists and turns, like a hive, with torture chambers and cells distributed among them. There are no windows in the prison, and there is no natural light. The light comes from weak candles and ointment lamps. The walls are made of bluestone bricks, which are very thick and covered with damp moss.
As you walk along the passage, you can hear shrill screams from time to time, as well as the piercing sounds of torture instruments. Every sound is more eerie than the soundtrack of the world's scariest horror movie, and the sadness is penetrating to the bone.
“Ah, I’ll recruit, I’ll recruit.”
“Master Zhao, don’t be in a hurry to confess. Wait until I show you all this set of cuties before you recruit again. It's not too late. These are all my hard work. Come on, come on, let's try this 'Xiao Ling Chi' this time. What is Xiao Ling Chi? It is different from 'Ling Chi'. Partially affected. For example, fingers. Haha, Mr. Zhao, you might as well guess how many times I can shave off your little finger. Let me tell you secretly, my master’s record is 158 cuts on one little finger. Knife, where are you guessing me?”
“I’m going to move, I’m going to move, please, stop.”
"Mr. Zhao, look at you, you are not good again. Didn't you just say that we are not in a hurry to recruit anyone who has entered the Fusi Prison in Beizhen? There is no one who will not be recruited. Why are we in a hurry? Be good. Mr. Zhao, guess how many knives I can cut?”
On the way, he passed a torture chamber, and the above conversation, mixed with the piercing screams, reached Zhu Pingan’s ears, making Zhu Pingan feel numb all over. Comfortable. Through the unclosed door of the execution room, Zhu Pingan saw disheveled, ragged, shapeless prisoners being executed by an elegant jailer
"Zhang Tu, you... Damn, you closed the door tightly." The jailer who led Zhu Pingan forward seemed to be very familiar with the elegant jailer who was executing the execution inside. He cursed in greeting and closed the door of the execution room tightly.
Then
the sound inside was completely isolated.
Zhang Tu?
I don’t know if this is a nickname or a real name? Zhu Pingan thought casually in his heart.
"Haha, Mr. Zhu, please come this way."
After doing all this with ease, the jailer who led the way continued to lead Zhu Ping'an forward.
After turning two corners and looking at dozens of cells, the warder who was leading the way stopped, pointed to the narrow passage in front and said to Zhu Pingan, "Master Zhu, follow this road. Go inside, and the cell on the right is Yang Jisheng's room. The time for burning incense can only be less, not more, otherwise it will be difficult for me. "
"Thank you, Li Tou." Zhu Pingan nodded and handed a piece of broken silver to the jailer.
The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with. Zhu Ping'an knew this truth well and coaxed these jailers to make it easier for him to visit Senior Brother Yang in Zhao Prison in the future. In addition, Senior Brother Yang could suffer relatively less torture here.
"Haha, Mr. Zhu is so polite. It's almost time, I'll call you again." The warder flipped his palm skillfully and shook the broken silver into his sleeve, feeling the weight in the sleeve. The jailer's face smiled like a flower.
Zhu Ping'an smiled and bowed his hands to the jailer, turned around and walked towards the passage.
Huh?
Is there anyone else inside?
As soon as I walked inside, I heard the conversation between Senior Brother Yang and another person.
"Brother Yang, your body has been severely injured. I'm afraid you will have to suffer the court's cane tomorrow. I'm worried that your body won't be able to hold on. You can keep this snake gallbladder to eat before going to court tomorrow. , Waiting until the court trial before hitting the imperial staff can reduce the pain. Brother Yang, please keep this pot of wine and eat snake gall tomorrow."
A man's voice came from inside.
"Haha, thank you Brother Wang for your kindness. If you keep this wine, you don't have to keep this snake gall. I, Yang Jisheng, have nothing else, but this courage is absolutely indispensable. I, Yang Jisheng, have my own courage, so what? Use snake gallbladder.”
As soon as the man in front finished speaking, Yang Jisheng's hearty voice came out from inside.
This is a classic node in history.
Brother Wang, snake gall, I, Yang Jisheng, have the courage myself. After Zhu Pingping listened to the above conversation, he knew in his heart that he had witnessed history again.
"Brother Yang, you."
The man surnamed Wang wanted to say something more, but when he heard footsteps coming from the corridor, his words stopped abruptly.
Yang Jisheng's voice also stopped.
"Senior Brother Yang, it's me, Zhu Pingan." Zhu Pingan explained, walking over without stopping, first bowed to Yang Jisheng in the cell, and then to the man named Wang who was visiting the prison next to him. He bowed.
"Zihou, why are you here?" Yang Jisheng was very surprised. He was moved at first, and then worried that Zhu Ping'an would be implicated by him, so he stubbornly shook his head, "This is a place of right and wrong. "Go back quickly and don't come here again. I'm fine. I have food and drink here. It's fine." (End of Chapter)