Thank God, Wang Qiren has no obvious birthmarks on his body. The corpse Xiao Jin found also followed the crowd and had no obvious birthmarks. The old eunuch who identified the corpse, perhaps because it was too long ago, or perhaps because his memory was fuzzy, only said one thing: similar! Chen Guanlou has sharp ears and eyes, and he can hear it even from a distance. He breathed a secret sigh of relief. The middle-aged eunuch who took the lead quietly asked the old eunuch, "Are you sure? You can't make a mistake about this. Otherwise, there's no way to explain it." The old eunuch nodded, "Report it." This was to confirm that the corpse was Wang Qiren. The middle-aged eunuch breathed a sigh of relief immediately, "Okay!" When Chen Guanlou heard this, he thought the matter was over. I never expected that the follow-up would be the main course.
He had only seen whipped corpses in history books. I never expected that I would witness it with my own eyes today. How much did the old emperor hate Wang Qiren? He would even whip his corpse after he died! What the hell, that scene... a corpse that had begun to decay, and it was summer, and the corpse was whipped in the yard. When he imagined that scene, Chen Guanlou immediately hid out. He felt disgusting and dirty. Fortunately, the palace did not let the jailer take on the heavy responsibility of whipping the corpse. That whip, that strength, even a living person can't bear it, let alone a rotting corpse. The flesh was broken into pieces, the corpse oil... I can't continue thinking about it, it's too disgusting. The old emperor was not only old and fatuous, but also extremely perverted. How disgusting! The eunuchs were able to endure it, and they watched the entire scene of the whipping of corpses calmly without changing their expressions. The small courtyard of the morgue was also made disgusting and soggy, making it difficult to move. The handymen's faces turned pale. Is it too much to go out into the wild? They would rather drag the corpse out into the wild than flog it in the yard. Chen Guanlou decided that he would not step foot here again for at least a year. Although Xiao Jin was a veteran, he didn't expect that his endurance was worse than him, and he vomited as soon as he left the courtyard. His face, which was originally slightly dark, could be seen turning pale. You can imagine how much pain you suffered. "What on earth did that prisoner do? He didn't get rid of his hatred even after he died, so he still whipped his corpse?" Xiao Jin had been working in Tianlao for many years, and this was the first time he saw a whipped corpse. He inevitably felt uncomfortable and his whole person looked extremely depressed. And disgusting. Chen Guanlou was not much better. He had a pale face and looked more and more like a boy. After this incident is over, he will definitely have to rest for a few days to recuperate his tortured body and mind. After the whipping was over, the people in the palace left, leaving a mess behind. Chen Guanlou waved his hand and gave the handymen an extra bonus, asking them to clean up as soon as possible, quickly collect the scattered corpses, pull them out and bury them. The handymen were full of resentment and had long faces. Their low status did not mean they were emotionless. I dare not scold openly, but I complain secretly. Unexpectedly, Prisoner Chen generously gave them a reward. If you have money, everything will be easy, your resentment will be gone, and you will be full of energy. I originally planned to work lazily for three days, but I finished it on the same day. involve After cleaning, disinfecting and incense finally suppressed the pungent smell.
Chen Guanlou was not feeling well. He was feeling sleepy. He hadn't eaten anything and he really had no appetite. Lu Datou was lazy and went to the office to drink tea. Fortunately, he was thoughtful and brought a basket of fruits. "I heard that you haven't eaten. How about some fruit? It was sent by the prisoner's family. It's very fresh." Lu Datou took a pear and took a bite. It was sizzling and full of moisture. Chen Guanlou also ate one. The sweetness was not as good as that of later improved varieties, and the fruit was a bit sour, but the water content was really sufficient. "What is the identity of that person? He actually whipped the corpse. I was shocked when I heard it." Lu Datou was very curious. Chen Guanlou suppressed his nausea and said, "Only the devil knows. I searched through the archives and couldn't find the prisoner's file. After decades of imprisonment, the jailers in the sky prison have changed dozens of times, and no one remembers it at all. " Lu Datou clicked his tongue twice, "It's not like the Heavenly Prison is next door to the Imperial Prison, and it still plays the trick of whipping corpses. If that prisoner is really so important, why isn't he imprisoned in the Imperial Prison?" "I don't know. I've been a bit unlucky this year. Ever since I was promoted to jailer, I haven't had peace. One thing happened one after another." Chen Guanlou began to wonder if he was too old this year, and he hesitated whether to go to a fortune teller to take a look. Lu Datou actively gave him advice, "Do you want to go to the temple to burn incense? I also feel that your luck is a bit bad as the new year begins. However, every time you can turn bad luck into good luck." Chen Guanlou wanted to improvise, but felt that it was not reliable. Every time he can turn disaster into good luck, it proves that he has some luck. If you hug the wrong Buddha's feet or bow to the wrong Bodhisattva, your luck will be adversely affected. It will be bad luck adding to bad luck. Or stand still. Lu Datou was introducing to him which Taoist temple had efficacious results, where the monks and Taoists told fortunes accurately, and where the drawing of lots was efficacious. He also told him that the old man under the overpass in the south of the city was very accurate in telling fortunes, but the price he charged was a bit high. "Why don't I accompany you to the south of the city and ask the sloppy old man to tell your fortune. How about that?" "No! I believe in myself!" Chen Guanlou trusts his intuition more. When he met Wang Qiren for the second time, he found that this man was telling lies, packaging himself as an innocent victim, and everyone else was wrong. He didn't believe it and never went to the deepest part of the prison to see the other party again, thus avoiding falling into the other party's quagmire. If he didn't escape in time, Zhang Daohe and his men would surely be in a lot of trouble, and they would only get into deeper trouble. Originally, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, Yu Cheng Lei Da Bu Bu wanted to hold a meeting to show his presence and remind everyone to hand in the silver on time. However, because of the whipping of corpses, Yu Cheng Lei felt that the prison was disgusting, dirty, smelly, and had bad feng shui. He was worried that it would affect his fortune, so he canceled the meeting on the fifteenth day of this month, and the master came forward to negotiate with the prison guards to set the share money. Yu Cheng Lei was greedy, and this was recognized by everyone. The person who paid the most attention to decency, official rules, and eating manners was Fan Yu Cheng, who had read the most and had a good reputation, followed by the previous Yu Cheng Niu. Yu Cheng Lei had the lowest birth and climbed up from the bottom. He had the ugliest eating manners and was the greediest. When he first came, he increased the share money by 10%, and the increase of 10% became a rule and had to be handed in every month. The prison guards and jailers cursed him in their hearts as a thief, a greedy thief! "Be careful or you'll die of stuffiness!" Facing Master Fu who was beside Master Lei, everyone was polite on the surface, but turned around and rolled their eyes, which was disgusting. It was even more disgusting than the whipping of corpses two days ago. Master Fu used chicken feathers as a token of authority, and his attitude towards these jailers was very ordinary, even indifferent. He showed the arrogance of scholars to the fullest. Unless he gave enough money and served people well, he would be willing to give them a smile.
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