The rise of the poor

While Li Tianchong and Zhang Jing were working out a strategy to recapture Jiaxing, Wang San, the cell leader of Zhejiang Governor's Yamen Prison, welcomed a big customer, a richly dressed steward, in the Futai Yamen Prison Gatehouse.

Wang San is a branch of the local Wang family, a wealthy family. He can barely hold a job. He left the Wang family's eldest brother's relationship and spent money to manage the prison master of the Futai Yamen. He became a prison boss in the Futai prison.

Don't underestimate this cell leader. He may not seem to have much status, but he only lives in the prison for half a day. All the prisoners in the prison have to look up to him. There are countless outsiders, and the rich ones are beyond imagination.

To give a simple example, if you are imprisoned, do you have to be beaten with a "killing stick" as usual? !

If you give enough money, you can avoid this beating in the name of "sickness"; if you give a little, but it is not enough, you can give appropriate water according to the money you gave; if you don't give any money at all , then I’m sorry, strictly follow the rules and give him a good beating.

Also, if you go to prison, what kind of cell will you live in? Some cells can see a little sunshine through the small windows, some are dark and damp, and some are worse. Ants, rats, scorpions are with you. If you can give you money, you can live in a better prison. If you don't give money, , then you can only live in a bad one.

Wait, wait, there are many ways to make money.

In the six months since Wang San was the prison chief, he had already made back all the money he had spent on everything, inside and out, and he still had a lot of surplus.

You can tell just by looking at his little days in the prison gatehouse. He crossed his legs, hummed a popular tune from Hua Lou, and took a sip from time to time with a pot of old wine in his hand. There were four side dishes on the table to go with the wine, and one plate. Vinegar peanuts, a stack of braised tofu, a plate of pork head meat, and a stack of small fried fish, not to mention how moist it is.

There is also a jailer serving below.

"Wang Laotou, I came here to pay a visit to Wang Laotou after being introduced by Zhang Mazi."

The steward walked into the gatehouse under the leadership of a jailer. As soon as he entered the door, he bowed his belt and smiled and said hello to the prison leader Wang.

Wang San crossed his legs and took another sip of old wine, then turned to look at the steward. He looked the steward up and down. He saw a brand new cotton-padded jacket made of satin, and the buttons were made of tortoiseshell. It looked like he was a man who was not short of money, so he smiled and replied. He said, "Well, you are related to that boy Zhang Mazi who left. Zhang Mazi is usually quite sensible. Since he introduced you here, it's easy to talk to him if you have something to say."

"Prison leader Wang, I came here this time to ask for something." The steward said with clasped fists to please.

Nonsense, if you have nothing to do, you will come to me. Wang San complained in his heart, but for the sake of being in charge and not short of money, he still replied with a smile, "Zhang Mazi introduced me, it's easy to talk to."

In fact, he had no impression that Zhang Mazi was the green onion.

However, I have been a prison chief for half a year, and I have dealt with people from all walks of life. Maybe the person I have dealt with before is named Zhang Mazi.

"Is there someone in your family who is in jail? Since it was Zhang Mazi who introduced me, I won't make any detours for you. Are you going to do 'all-inclusive'? 'Both-end package'? 'crash the clock', or..." One head sinks'?"

Wang San let out a wine belch and asked with a philistine smile.

All inclusive? Both ends? Hit the clock? A heavy head? What is this? The manager was obviously confused.

"Hey, let me tell you, this so-called all-inclusive package means that you spend money to buy out all the staff from the door servant to the jailer, as well as the relevant yamen clerks, waiters, etc.; this so-called double package means that you buy two ends, buy two If you don't pay inside and outside, if you buy something or not, it will definitely not be as good as the care received by the whole package; this is called hitting the cash clock, that is, every time the prisoner makes a request for action, he has to give money and pay for it now; this so-called sinking is also Just give money to the jailer in the cell, that is, me, so that I can take care of the people in the cell, so that they will suffer less physical pain, live better, and eat better."

Wang San shook his head and introduced several of his businesses.

"I understand, I understand. Thank you Wang Laotou for your explanation. I wonder if Wang Laotou would like to ask, which kind of money do you have enough for?"

As the steward said, he took out a money bag from his sleeve. It was bulging and heavy, and made a clattering sound when thrown.

"That's enough, that's enough. It's enough for the whole package." Wang Sanyi's eyes widened when he saw the money bag. He chuckled and got up and grabbed the money bag as if to grab it.

Wang San knew as soon as he weighed it that there were fifty taels of silver in the bag.

Open it and take a look.

Sure enough, there were ten silver ingots inside, each worth five taels, not to mention how cute they were.

"This is just a small thing. It's just a convenience for Wang Laotou. Tomorrow, I will give you the same generous gift."

The steward said with a smile.

"No problem, no problem. I'm telling you, brother, as long as you don't lead the prisoner out of the cell, it's up to you."

For the sake of money, Wang Laotou was extremely enthusiastic.

"Thank you very much, Prison Chief Wang. I don't dare to hide it from the Prison Chief Wang. I am the steward of Mr. Zhao, the prefect of Jiaxing. My master went out of the city to ask for help. Mr. Futai mistakenly thought that he had abandoned the city and fled. He was thrown into prison without trial. My wife is very concerned about me, so she sent me to see the master, give him a bed, bedding, clothes, and a few words of concern for him." The steward introduced himself to the family and made a request.

"I don't care about the big shot's affairs. I can only take care of the three-thirds of an acre of land in the prison. Again, as long as you don't bring people out, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Laotou said nonchalantly.

He has a very professional ethics and will do things after receiving money. No matter who the prisoner is or why the prisoner comes in, as long as he gives money, then everyone is equal.

"Thank you very much, Wang Laotou." The steward thanked him profusely.

"Okay, go in quickly, Little Hook. You take him in and open Master Wang's cell door. Just watch from a distance and don't disturb them." Wang San ordered the prisoner below.

"Okay, Prince." The jailer nodded and bowed, leading the steward toward the cell.

"Thank you, little brother." The steward followed the jailer and walked in. After turning a corner, he took out a silver ingot and handed it to the jailer.

"Hehe, you are indeed the steward of a big man's family, he just knows how to get into trouble." The jailer smiled like a flower.

He was just a small jailer, and his salary in a year was less than ten taels of silver. It was not his turn to make money, so he could only drink the meat while others ate it. These five taels of silver were a huge sum of money to him.

"Little brother, I want to spend some time alone with my master later. My wife asked me to send him a few words of concern, so that no one else can hear them, otherwise my wife will be embarrassed."

The steward said with a flattering smile.

"Hey, it's easy to talk. Later, I will temporarily transfer the prisoners in the surrounding prisons to other cells to give you a chance to be alone."

The jailer said with a smile.

"Thank you little brother, thank you little brother." The steward thanked him repeatedly. (End of chapter)