Ye Xiaotian, male, 19 years old, lives in Xiquzi Hutong, Xuanwu Street, Beijing City, a prison guard at the No. 1 Xuanzi Prison of the Ministry of Justice. Because of his intelligence, he was promoted to the head of the No. 1 Xuanzi Prison by the prison officer Liu in the early eighth year of Wanli.

Ye Xiaotian's identity as a prisoner was inherited from his father. The old Ye family was a hereditary prisoner. This is the rule set by Emperor Hongwu: the son takes the father's business and is passed down from generation to generation.

If you are a soldier, there must be one among your son. If your wife is not good at giving birth to a male child for you, then find one among your relatives. If there is no male child among your relatives, then you can find one wherever you want, even if you turn one from the street, you have to make up for this shortage.

If you are a chef in a craftsman, but you have not learned how to cook, your father will die. You can't cook at all. That doesn't matter. When the government needs to gather a chef, you will be able to go there. You can't cook and burn the fire as a whole, right? Anyway, the food you cook is not eaten by officials, and the number of people must match. If you are a medical household and you don't understand medical skills..., then we can just pay silence to the patient in advance.

The identity of the Ye family's prisoner was transmitted to Ye Xiaotian's father, Mr. Ye, who was a child, was a single seedling. But Mr. Ye was very successful. He gave birth to twins in one breath, the eldest son Ye Xiaoan and the second son Ye Xiaotian. Xiaotian accidentally discovered that they were twins, and he had the meaning of having another son.

Ye Xiaotian really didn't like this tacky name, and because he was used to being called by others, he could not tell the world if he changed his name, so he solemnly protested to me [afterwards, with the consent of the old man, Ye Xiaotian became Ye Xiaotian.

Mr. Ye’s identity as a prisoner can only be passed on to one son. Logically speaking, it should be passed on to Ye Xiaoan who crawled out of his mother’s belly first. However, Xiaoan was frightened when he was a child. Once, he lifted the quilt and saw a cauliflower snake crawling out of the restaurant next door and hiding into his quilt. From then on, he became particularly cowardly and honest.

Mr. Ye considered that the Tianzhuo was full of people and was not suitable for this honest son, so he took out his life savings and opened a rice and flour oil mill for his eldest son, passing the promising profession of the Tianzhuo Jailer to his second son Ye Xiaotian.

Ye Xiaotian bought the wine and food for Mr. Huang and returned to the Tianzhu. Seeing that the sky was about to hand over the work, it was time to hand over the work, so he speeded up. Unexpectedly, just after he was admitted to the Tianzhu, he saw the prison officer, Lord Liu, walking from a distance from the corridor. Ye Xiaotian hurriedly stopped and bowed to Lord Liu from a distance.

The prison officer of the Si was named Liu Yong. He was in his early fifties and had a red face. He was not tall but very solid. His clothes were similar to those of Ye Xiaotian, but he had a red armor covering his outside of the green shirt.

Si Zhuo is a small official of the ninth rank, and even the little one is also an official, especially in the prison of Tianlao Xuanzi No. 1, he is a unique person, and he has a rather arrogant attitude in his behavior.

Ye Xiaotian bowed and smiled, "Hello, Prison Liu."

"Um!"

Liu Yong snorted from his nose and glanced at the food box in his hand, knowing that he was making extra money. These prisoners gave him filial piety every month, so he always turned a blind eye to such non-blame rules.

Liu Sizhuo said: "You are here just in time. You are preparing wine and meat under the kitchen. You can send it to Yang Si in a while."

Ye Xiaotian said strangely: "How can I add vegetables to Yang Shenpu for no reason? Ah! Could it be that his case has been sentenced, is this... going to be served in the Caishikou?"

Since Ye Xiaotian took over his father's job, he has given countless wine and meat to the prison, but except for the prisoners who spent money to buy, he has only given five pieces. Every time he gives one, it means that one life is about to leave.

Liu Yong did not answer, but glanced at him lightly, held his hands and left. Ye Xiaotian stood up for a moment, shook his head gently, and then walked towards Xuanzi No. 1.

Ye Xiaotian handed the wine and meat to Mr. Huang, turned around and came to Yang Si's cell again. He saw Yang Si sitting cross-legged on the ground, throwing a few stones into the open space in front of him. He was muttering the words as he looked at the falling stones, probably deducing Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams.

Ye Xiaotian coughed and said, "Mr. Yang."

Yang Si looked up and saw that it was Ye Xiaotian. He immediately put down the stones and happily came to the prison. He smiled and said, "It seems that my little brother is very interested in Western constellation techniques, but do you want me to continue to calculate for you?"

Ye Xiaotian smiled and said, "All right, using Western things to calculate the fate of our Ming people, it always makes people feel strange. Lord Yang should show the boy the picture."

As long as he had the opportunity to show off his skills, Yang Si would be very happy. As for what kind of physiognomy he used, Yang Si would not pick on. Through a wooden fence, he looked carefully for a while, then stroking his palm and sighed: "Little brother, you have a clear bone, black and red lips, big eyes and beautiful eyebrows. This is a rich appearance..."

"Oh?" Ye Xiaotian stroked his eyebrows, raised his eyebrows.

Yang Si said: "The forehead is responsible for intelligence and luck. Your forehead is high and full, so if you have intelligence, you can have great luck in a young man. Your nose is responsible for wealth and women's fate. Your nose is straight and rich, and you can penetrate your forehead. You will have good fortune and peach blossoms when you are young."

"Be serious about this?" Ye Xiaotian smiled. Everyone liked to listen to good words. Even though he knew they were fake, he touched his straight nose and suddenly felt that he was indeed not bad.

Yang Si said seriously: "That's natural. In fact... the eyes are the ones in charge of the love of love. Although your eyes are not the love of love, they are not far away. As for the nose, Angzang is majestic and straight and rich, which is in line with that sentence. Hehe! If you have love of love of love, you must also have a good capital, what do you think?"

"Well, it makes sense, it makes sense." Of course, the man could not say that he could not do it. Ye Xiaotian immediately agreed to Yang Si's words, but looking at his half-believing and half-doubted appearance, he just wanted to undress and untied his belt on the spot and verify it.

Yang Si stroked his sparse beard and continued leisurely: "Your seal hall is wide and full, with a bright color, with bright eyes, and with a raised corner of your eyes, it is easy for people with this kind of face to succeed in doing things. In addition, your auricles are beautiful, white in color, clear outlines, and thick hanging beads. This is a blessing. Your lips and white teeth are white, and your people are deep and wide, which is the appearance of a husband and a child..."

Ye Xiaotian's expression froze and said in surprise: "It's good for a husband to have a strong appearance?"

Yang Si quickly changed his mouth and said, "If a woman has a misunderstanding, it would be like this. But you are a man. Such a man means great wealth and honor. Hahaha, little brother, if you have good fortune and longevity, you will be happy and happy all your life."

Ye Xiaotian smiled and shook his head with a funny look, "Mr. Yang, you must just flatter me. Fu Lu Shou three stars shine? Alas, the prison guard who has the three stars shines on Fu Lu Shou is still a prison guard, so where can I be glorious?"

Yang Si's hair was shaking suddenly, and she said angrily: "Fart! What kind of flattery is all your face. I think Yang Si is a dignified member of the Ministry of Personnel. How many senior officials and officials will bow down and flatter when they see me. Do I need to flatter you, a little prisoner?"

Ye Xiaotian stretched out his finger and pointed at the prison, teasing: "Mr. Yang, wake up, you are a prisoner now, and the hero Mo Te was brave back then!"

Several white hairs raised above Yang Si's head suddenly hang down, and they pressed softly against the flesh-red scalp. They hung down their beards in frustration like a defeated cricket, and said angrily: "Although I am a prisoner now, I have been studying the principles of Yi since I was a child, and there is no problem with physiognomy!"

Ye Xiaotian smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your good words. This time Xiaotian will believe you, sir. I will buy some wine and meat to invite you later. It will be considered as the hexagram that Xiaotian pays you."

Yang Si was surprised when she heard this and thanked her continuously. However, when Ye Xiaotian took five or six steps, Yang Si suddenly came back. He suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the fence and shouted: "Xiao Yezi, stop for me!"

Ye Xiaotian slowly stood up, turned around slowly, with a faint smile on his face. Yang Si clasped the fence tightly with both hands, looked at him straight, and said slowly: "Dragonhead wine! Is it my decapitated wine?"

Ye Xiaotian raised his right eyebrow and then fell down gently, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated.

Yang Si saw it and laughed bitterly. The skinny hands were tightly clasped on the fence, but his body seemed to be pressing against a huge rock, sliding down inch by inch. It was not until he was overwhelmed on the ground that he smiled hoarsely and arduously: "Is the deadline for me.........?"

Ye Xiaotian walked back slowly, looked at him through the prison door, shook his head, and said mercifully: "Mr. Yang, why don't you enjoy this last dinner happily? So smart, why bother?"

Yang Si said sadly: "I have only done three things in my life: deceiving myself, deceiving others, and being bullied. Now I am about to die. I just want to be a wise person and don't want to be a fool anymore!"

Ye Xiaotian shook his head helplessly and turned around to leave. Yang Si suddenly leaned over. The thin old hand stretched out from the fence and grabbed his ankle. His thin cheeks were pressed against the wooden fence. He shouted in a sequel: "Don't leave, I have a big deal!"

Ye Xiaotian pulled his legs hard, but Yang Si didn't know where he got so much strength and tightly grabbed his ankle. Ye Xiaotian couldn't break free.

Ye Xiaotian frowned and squatted down slowly, and his eyes gradually showed coldness: "Mr. Yang, we are very familiar with each other, aren't we? But you and I don't care about marriage, and there is no question of friendship! Xiaotian is just a small prisoner. If you can give you some convenience within your ability, I will naturally not refuse, but I will not do anything out of the ordinary!"

Ye Xiaotian's voice was very light and light, but his tone was very firm: "When my father handed this iron rice bowl to me, he told me four words: "Follow the rules!" Since the Yuan Dynasty, our Ye family was the jailer of the Ministry of Justice. After the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, Emperor Zhu was replaced. Our Ye family was still the jailer of the guardian prison. As long as we do our duty, we can eat this bowl of public rice in the Ye family forever!"

Ye Xiaotian's mouth curled slightly, revealing a trace of ignorant mockery: "Our Ye family is a rude servant, but to say that the ruthless thing is, even if the Ming Dynasty falls one day, the emperor's family will lose his head. If we are not in the world, who can't stand the rude servants, who can't sit in the world? We will still eat this bowl of public food. Lord Yang, I value this rice bowl very much. Although in the eyes of you big men, it is extremely low. Please don't talk about the matter of smashing my rice bowl!"

Yang Si smiled hoarsely and said, "Don't be afraid, I can still make you robbed prison? Even if you are willing, you don't have the ability, right? I just... want to ask you to help me bring a message. As long as you agree, I will have a great benefit for you."

Ye Xiaotian didn't ask any of the benefits at all, and refused the ** without hesitation. He shook his head and said, "Mr. Yang, the criminals colluded with information from both inside and outside. Once arrested, they will be a death sentence. Don't you not know this rule?"

Yang Si said sadly: "I am obviously abandoned now. Who else can collude with me? I just want to ask you to send a message to my family. And after I die, this... isn't it against the rules, right?"

Ye Xiaotian watched him and said, "That's it?"

Yang Si nodded vigorously: "That's it!"

Ye Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out, "What are the big benefits you said?"

Yang Si was stunned for a moment before saying, "Uh... what's the reward for fifty taels of silver!"

"Fifty taels?"

Ye Xiaotian's eyes lit up and he responded readily: "Mr. Yang has any last words? You can say them now!"
Chapter completed!