Chapter 90: The Tiger in Prison (Part 1)

Fang Xin returned to the county yard with a relaxed mood. Because he was slower, he saw a yamen soldier coming forward to talk to the troupe. After hearing this, Liu Jueming's face suddenly turned cold.

"What, what happened?" Fang Xin turned around and asked.

"Sir, it's nothing. Someone in prison made trouble and said he wanted wine and meat. I'll deal with it when I go back." Liu Jueming said with a hurried smile.

The laws of the Great Chu, originally the judicial prison and public security of a county were handled by the judicial chief (the inspection belongs to the judicial chief, so the inspection is from the ninth rank, while the judicial chief is the ninth rank). However, now there is no judicial chief, so naturally Fang Xin is in charge of the inspection. The inspection handles public security. The prison is managed by the troupe. After all, there are actually not many people in the prison in the small county.

"Oh, there are people like this, so let's go and have a look in this county." Fang Xin said with great interest.

"This, the prison is filthy, sir?"

"It's okay, you go and lead the way!" Fang Xin said so.

"Yes, sir!" Since Fang Xin wanted to see it, he was in no way, so he led the way. In fact, the prison was a little farther away from the county government, surrounded by a wall, and the room was not very large. Several prisoners welcomed him out.

When he got inside, he found a yin and cold air inside and there was a little resentment. Fang Xin frowned and then remembered that he could still save these ghosts who died inside.

When I got to the point inside, I saw a faint crying sound from left and right, which made people feel miserable.

The prison is not big, and the room is not big. Although there are toilets or something, it is also stenchy. The ground is wet, with some straws covered with several prisoners. Of course, these are serious offenders, but minor offenders are allowed to be released from prison (at this time, you are basically not afraid of you escaping, because you will implicate your family) - even if you are serious offenders, your family is allowed to visit relatives, so you always have a meal.

But looking at the black and thin person with slim hair, pine hair, and tiny clothes and moldy smell, we also know how life is going on inside, but there is no such person who shouts wronged when they see people.

Anyone sentenced to more than five years in prison should basically not be able to survive when they are released from prison. Even if the prisoner is not venting his anger and punishment, just this environment and diet can make a healthy person run out of energy within five years.

Fang Xin was surrounded by cares, and saw some dead spirits wailing in prison, and his heart crunched. He didn't have this chill when facing the Dark Knight. How many people shouldn't die here?

He smiled mockingly, was his heart too soft?

However, there was another red light in the prison. This red light was different from the red light of the land. It was full of tyrannical aura, but it also had the breath of a god. Fang Xin looked over and saw the prison god serving in prison.

The leader of the troupe went up to worship and sing incense. In addition to offering sacrifices during the New Year Festival, Fang Xin did not have to worship at this time, but also sing incense. Then he realized that after he received an official position, he actually had a red light on his body, which was very thick. If he looked at the prisoner carefully, he would have a trace of it. This means that if he received a public position, he would naturally gain a part of the imperial court's atmosphere. Although this part was really insignificant, it was enough to defend against the invasion of ordinary ghosts.

Moreover, when you accept this public office, what you do will naturally become a part of the court's spirit. Good and evil have cause and effect. Therefore, strictly speaking, the court's spirit is actually composed of more than half of these countless public offices.

So that's it. Fang Xin has not looked at the problem from this perspective for a long time. He said immediately: "Who is the person who wants to drink and meat? Take this county to take a look."

"Yes, this person is Wu Jie. His ancestors are from a military household. He has learned some skills and is also famous nearby. A while ago, he was injured. The former magistrate sentenced him to three years. It's only more than a year now. His parents died early. He had a mistress, but he ran away at this time. No one sent food and food, so he clamored." Liu Jueming explained.

Fang Xin said twice and followed him casually. When he saw it, he was shocked.

This man is ugly, also black and thin, with hair scattered with pine hair and a smell of torn clothes, but the red light of the Prison God could not fall on him, because this man had a strong evil aura.

Fang Xin was very strange and looked carefully.

The prison gods in this world are both righteous gods and are granted by the emperor. Most of them are originally judicial prison personnel who are granted the title after death (the emperor is ordered by heaven and has the right to enthrone such small gods, and will be recognized by the world). No matter how powerless he is in his lifetime, he obtains veritable divine power after death, but he cannot suppress this person?

When I looked carefully, I saw that this evil spirit was not what he did in this life, but what he had sent to in his previous life, and there was a movement in his heart.

"Who is this family tradition? Let's talk about it carefully."

"This man said that when he was Taizu, he worked under General Zhang's disciple. He heard that he was still an eighth-rank deputy Xuanjie lieutenant, who had some martial arts and made some military achievements. Later, he was injured and stayed here to settle down. Later, he died in battle against the Tuyi. At that time, the two generations later were sue-mouthed in the yamen. When he arrived at his generation, he usually was domineering in the village. County Magistrate Cai found a cause and took him to prison. Oh, why didn't hesitate now?" Liu Jueming was very surprised. This man was usually very arrogant, and even in prison, he was a little arrogant, but because he was considered a yamen soldier, he suffered much less.

"From a military family, hehe, it's really good!" Fang Xin moved his heart and snorted coldly: "Wu Jie, why don't you treat me when you see this county?"

As soon as the county came out, the man who was originally lying on the ragged straw suddenly opened his eyes: "Are you the county magistrate? Are Cai Xu transferred, or is he dead?"

"Bold, do you dare to call the official name directly?" Liu Juoming roared and was about to open the door and whip it.

If he was not imprisoned, he was still afraid of this person. After all, he was a man in the yamen and had one of the best martial arts skills. However, after being imprisoned for more than a year, according to the prison rules, they were so hungry that they were half dead. Even if the strongest person was still thin after a year, what were they afraid of?

"Stop, your ancestors were the deputy lieutenant Xuanjie of the eighth rank, who followed General Zhang's subordinates? You used to be a yamen office worker?" Fang Xin asked.

"So what? Do you want to give me some wine and meat?" Wu Jie said with his eyes thrust.

"What's the hard way to appreciate your wine and meat? Liu Juoming, find out if there is any wine and meat!" Fang Xin said this. In fact, a person's fate is very strange. Fang Xin summarized it. One is called a utensil and the other is called Qi.

What is a device? It means the maximum capacity, that is, what is the highest level that can be achieved? This is quite difficult to break through.

But the size of the pursuer is actually a useless thing for most people, because most people will not reach the highest peak of their lives.

Among the grassroots, there are people from all counties and provinces, but in most cases, they have no chance to develop. If so, heroes will emerge in troubled times.

Qi is what the instrument contains. Fang Xin said it from his own way of feeling. Destiny, good fortune and misfortune are closely related to this. However, now, this person, looking at his instrument, is really a county and a province, which is stronger than Li Rui.

His aura is stronger than Li Rui's original. If he is released from prison in the future, he should be the leader of a gangster. If the world is a little chaotic, he will be a mountain king. If it is no longer chaotic, he may be a general of an uprising army!

Thinking of this, I saw the prison leader coming up: "Sir, I have a pot of wine and a few kilograms of pork head meat here. I wonder if it's good?"

"Okay, come here soon. I haven't smelled meat for half a year." Wu Jie shouted loudly. When he took it over, he grabbed it, drank it gulped it, and then ate it voraciously.

Fang Xin smiled and watched him finish the meal, saying, "Wu Jie, you were originally a military general and served as a toll-in-charge. The county is missing a servant, so you can do the job with me. How about it?"

"Then I will follow you and kowtow to the adults!" Wu Jie wiped his mouth and knelt down.

"Sir?" Liu Jueming's face turned a little ugly.

"Why, do you have any objections to my handling?" Fang Xin asked unhappily.

"No, of course not." Liu Jueming felt a stern in his heart and said quickly.

Wu Jie is just a minor crime, not a criminal who is unforgivable. The magistrate naturally has the power to kill and kill, and releasing people is just a matter of one sentence. This is the power of the magistrate in ancient times.

"Let him go out, and then you will be the yamen soldiers, and then follow the county." Fang Xin said calmly, but after saying that, he felt a move, and couldn't help but look at him, look at himself, and be surprised again.

It turned out that when Fang Xin said this, the other party suddenly had a trace of red light, and it was combined with his original evil aura, while his originally thick red official aura was cut by 30%!

Moreover, the two auras were connected. Although I suppressed the other party, the other party was still a little unruly. This was because my official spirit was not strong enough, and because the other party had not received his own benefits.

It turns out that recruiting him is to bear the cause and effect of this person and the responsibility for the future, so I believe that I have realized something. But it doesn’t matter. If this person uses it well, he can also increase his energy and merits for himself, but it’s just a expense now.

Fang Xin paused for a while and stopped considering this matter. He said to Liu Jueming: "It's New Year. Look at the bed grass, it's soaked and rotten. Put them outside in batches to bask in some sun. The bed grass has also been replaced with new dry ones. No family members give it to you, so I can also give it some meat dishes, which is considered as the New Year!"
Chapter completed!