Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Master Zhao, this is the tea my brothers bought for you. Moisten your lips."

"By the way, there are some pastries here. You went all the way back to Beijing and you probably didn't get any good food on the way, right? You may have forgotten the delicious food in our capital, so hurry up and fill your stomach."

Prison prison.

At this moment, there were people standing outside the deepest cell. They were all wearing prison guards' clothes, but when facing the people in this cell, there was no ferocity on their expressions.

This stunned the prisoners in the cells nearby, who couldn't help but lean against the door and stare.

"Thank you all for taking care of me, but Zhao is now a criminal, so how can he be treated differently?"

"So you'd better take all the tea and cakes back."

After Zhao Zheng thanked him in the cell, he rejected all the gifts from the laborers one by one, then turned around and continued to face the wall.

"Hey! Sir, you don't want me! I've been locked up in this hellish place for so long, and my mouth has faded away!"

The prisoner opposite Zhao Zheng's cell swallowed his saliva when he saw his refusal and looked at the delicious pastries in the hands of the prison guards. He stood up suddenly and stretched out his hand.

"Do you want to be whipped again, Hu San! How dare you reach out for the things we gave Mr. Zhao!"

Facing Hu San, the prison guards at the scene were not so easy to talk to. They turned around and yelled at him.

By the way, he also glanced at the other cells, which were also a little restless.

The pair of hands that stretched out from the cell door finally retracted slowly.

"Master Zhao, we have put the tea and cakes here. You can eat them whenever you want, and we won't disturb you anymore."

"Ah."

Zhao Zheng kept facing the wall and did not speak to them. The prisoners finally left after restoring silence to the cell.

……

"Prison leader, Mr. Zhao is already in jail. I'm afraid there won't be any good results. Why should we give him a small stove?"

After leaving the prison, this group of prisoners had nothing to do at the door of the prison. They gathered together and started bragging and spanking, but they were all scolded by their cell boss one by one and asked them to do their own thing.

Among them, some people just didn't understand why they not only had to be nice to Zhao Zheng who was in prison, but also called everyone together.

Even Xiu Mu's people were called back to stand guard.

"Otherwise, this prison is a place where even stupid thieves would not come to work!"

"Look at the heads of you two stupid thieves. They have all been assigned to work in this damn place by the adults above. You still don't have a clear head!"

"You want to stay here for the rest of your life, but I don't!"

"So what if Mr. Zhao is imprisoned? Have you forgotten what is stamped on the official diploma of your salary?"

The prison chief of the Criminal Department was a fat man with a sinister face. While he was explaining, the prisoners who asked questions had their heads blown.

"But the cell leader, Mr. Zhao in our cell now directly killed a prince!"

"If you commit such a serious crime, the person above you will also be punished, right?"

There are still some people who are unwilling to give up and hold their own heads to redress their grievances.

"so what?"

"Even Princess Chongning in the Holy Mansion is sitting together. We have to go and give gifts one by one."

"You guys, just remember one thing. Even if someone dies, the blood in their bones will be different from ours."

"It's because I met you that I brought you fools together to get promoted and make a fortune today! From now on, no one is allowed to ask questions. Everyone, please stand still and show some energy!"

"Bah! If someone makes a mistake for us today, don't blame me for throwing you in jail tonight to have a taste of it."

The cell leader, who had a sinister face, spat on the ground and then gave his subordinates a sharp look as a warning.

Then, he straightened his clothes in front of all his men. After that, he stood more upright than everyone else and personally guarded the door of the prison.

The prison guards were so solemn when they saw their boss. Although some didn't understand yet, they quickly followed suit.

Stand guard when it's time to stand guard and patrol when it's time to patrol.

The floor in the prison was also washed clean for the first time, making it look like a Chinese New Year.

All this is in the eyes of the prisoner opposite Zhao Zheng, Hu San.

He quickly stood up and squeezed his head through the gap in the cell door, feeling the luxurious light reflected from the cell door through the ground.

"My lord, my lord opposite! You must be a big shot, right?"

After the patrolling prison guard walked away and enjoyed the long-lost light, he finally dared to tentatively speak to Zhao Zheng.

But Zhao Zheng didn't answer him.

Hu San was not discouraged. He looked at the lunch box in front of Zhao Zheng's cell, stretched out his hand from his cell door, touched the wet ground, retracted it, moistened his lips, and continued to try. .

"Sir! My name is Hu San. I have been imprisoned for almost 15 years. My family is probably in ruins. Can you tell me what it's like outside?"

"By the way, I heard that there are many saints in the world, and they are all from one family. Sir, can you tell me a story?"

Zhao Zheng still didn't answer.

When Hu San saw this, he still didn't give up, but his spirit became a little depressed.

He rolled his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, and completely focused on the lunch box at the door of Zhao Zheng's cell, forcing himself to salivate.

When it was almost done, he swallowed it together, moistened his throat again, and used his ultimate move.

"Hey! That fool across the street! The weakling whose wife was climbed up the wall! Are you deaf!"

Countless swear words came out of Liu San's mouth.

Finally, this time, he watched Zhao Zheng move, and he succeeded.

"You bitch, it turns out you are not deaf!"

"Throw the food here if you have the guts, and I can scold you all day long!"

Hu San was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, and he tried hard to pull the chain behind him, making himself closer to the prison door, looking hateful.

"You said you have been imprisoned for 15 years?"

This answer once again failed to achieve the second goal that Hu San wanted to achieve, and his eyes finally darkened.

Therefore, Zhao Zheng clearly answered him, but he still fell down in despair.

Snapped!Shila~

However, this time the light came.

It was the sound of lunch boxes being thrown over!

Hu San quickly got up and stuffed the pastry that fell apart into his mouth.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir! I'm a bitch, so thank you for your magnanimity!"

"delicious!"

“After so many years, I’m finally eating normal food again.”

"Zhao is asking you, why have you been imprisoned for 15 years, but have not been interrogated or executed, nor have you been released by the amnesty over the years?"

Opposite him, Zhao Zheng was wearing shackles and watching him gorge himself.

"It's unlucky. I remember at the beginning, I was imprisoned for stealing a cake. I was imprisoned for many years because I had no money to maintain relationships."

"Then, guess what? I'm sitting in jail, but I'm carrying more and more charges. What nonsense, what empty marks..."

"Bullshit, hahaha! Thank you, sir, we are full."

"I think you seem to be a high-ranking official. If you still have mercy, please have me beheaded after you go out. Today I am celebrating the New Year and I am satisfied."

After Hu San devoured it, he wiped some of the residue scattered outside his cell into his mouth.

"Lian Zuo... wants Zhao to chop you after he goes out? Then why don't you kill yourself?"

After Zhao Zheng was silent for a while, he continued to ask questions.

"I'm afraid of pain. There used to be some imperial doctors next door. I also heard what they said. Beheading is the easiest thing."

Hu San patted his swollen belly with satisfaction and gave Zhao Zheng a bow with a playful smile. However, his dirty appearance did not make people feel comfortable.

"Imperial physician? Zhao knows."

When Zhao Zheng saw him falling, he turned around again and faced the wall.