The concubine is also very good today

Hu Zi then took Jing Yu to the prison cell, but before leaving, Jing Yu asked, "Don't you need to report to the Prime Minister of Dali Temple?"

The fat man smiled and said: "We are the handyman department, and we are not in charge of handling cases. How can Dali Temple Cheng control whether there are more or less handymen? If you report to us, it is already considered a report. Let's go!"

Jing Yu never expected that it could be like this...

What kind of official status is this!Isn't it from the Miscellaneous Department of Dali Temple?
Jing Yu sighed secretly, then walked forward with Hu Zi.

Before leaving, Hu Zi asked him: "Is this unfinished candied haws on the ground yours?"

Jing Yu nodded.

But he had to admit that he couldn't eat the last piece of hawthorn after all.

However, since it was given to him by his aunt, he couldn't throw it away at will.

Jing Yu then said: "Wait for me, I'll find a piece of cloth to wrap it up for him."

Seeing this, Douzi hurriedly said, "But this is no longer edible!"

"It's okay, I'll wrap it up and keep it."

Jing Yu didn't reveal his identity, and the handymen didn't know who he was, but this act alone was enough to prove that Jing Yu was a poor man.

Huzi then waited for him to wrap the candied haws, and after he finished handling, he said to him: "I will take you to the cell for a walk, and there is blood dripping all the way just now, you have to learn to scrub this, and I will teach you in a while." , you learn to do it yourself."

Jing Yu: "..."

That is to say, just a few people were arguing about the job that no one wanted to do, and now they are happy to leave it to Jing Yu?
Really know how to play!

The corner of Jing Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he followed Hu Zi into the cell.

I thought that the prison cell in Dali Temple would not be much worse than that of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but the fact is——

The cell here is really cold and damp, and exudes an indescribable smell.

Jing Yu held his breath, and then walked inside with Hu Zi.

There are not as many prisoners inside as there are in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and the prisoners here don't even have the habit of crying out for grievances. They are unusually quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel weird.

Hu Zi confessed: "We don't have many prisoners here, so we only maintain dozens of them. Yesterday, we tried a big case involving a whole family of beheadings, so all the dozens of corpses you saw just now were dealt with. Of course, Not all prisoners have to be taken outside the Meridian Gate to be beheaded, there is also a queue at the Meridian Gate, and the same is true for those who cannot be queued at the Dali Temple."

Jing Yu asked curiously: "What case is it? Is the court involved?"

Huzi said: "I'm not too sure about this, we don't inquire about the court affairs."

"What if there is a wrongful case?"

"That has nothing to do with us. We just do whatever jobs are assigned by the higher-ups, and each job has a certificate. What we need to ensure is to protect ourselves as much as possible and not blame the people above. "

Jing Yu nodded.

For a moment, he felt that the guards here were also quite sad.

Especially the word "back the blame" is extremely bitter.

They tried their best not to meddle in the affairs of the court, to do every job clearly, and to save their own lives, and that was enough.

As for whether the prisoner died unjustly, they can't control it, and they don't have the ability to control it.

Jing Yu just followed Hu Zi and continued to walk inside.

Gradually, he felt that he could breathe properly.

It's not that the smell is gone, but that he seems to be getting used to it.