v2 Chapter 304： [Easter 3] Qi Xiaoshou's life as a jailer (2)

Qi Yan slipped the rice bucket and stood at the end of the cell on both sides. He coughed lightly. Like a renter-in-law, she took a deep breath and stomped out.

"dinner time--"

Yes, this is what Qi Yan must do every day.

The food in the cell is not very good, but it is also eaten by people. Most of them are Chinese cabbage and potatoes grown by Yamen, and the meat is not at all. Fortunately, Chef Yamen has good craftsmanship, he is also honest, he does not climb high and scorn, all are treated equally, and the things he cooks are good, and they lack good materials.

"Qi Yan, what do you eat today?" Uncle Biya in Room 1 walked to the door: "Today is an anniversary!"

Qi Yan beat him with a bowl of rice and a spoonful of vegetables, pushed him from the wicket, and asked casually, "What anniversary?"

"Today is the seventh day for the newcomer to enter the cell!" Uncle touched his beard: "Abbreviated as Yangjie's first seven."

The word ‘Head Seven’ itself is the day after the death of people and relatives and friends who have survived to commemorate them. Now being said by the big beard, it seems very disrespectful.

Qi Yan gave him a white look and said, "If you can't speak, don't say it. Look at the books when you are out of prison."

Bearded smiled, took the vegetable bowl and looked inside, there were actually one or two pieces of pork belly!

"Hey? There is meat today!"

The voice fell and there was a startling sound around.

"Ah, there is meat? It's not a festival every year, why did you give the meat suddenly?"

"Anyway, it's the meat in the mouth, hahahaha!"

Qi Yanmu walked from head to tail with a face, and came to the door of Yuxi's cell when he happened to meet his smiling eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Yan looked at herself. Is something wrong with him? After sweeping it, Qi Yan determined that there was nothing funny about him, frowning slightly, showing a skeptical expression: "Is meat so happy?"

Yu Xi's gentle laugh became intense, and finally he laughed directly, making Qi Yan standing at the door very embarrassing.

"You laugh!" Some of them were furious and took out two wooden bowls, quickly filled the rice and dishes, and put them in from the small door: "I beat you two more pieces of meat. Eat it, don't eat it. Smiled... It’s true, at first glance, it’s the rich son, who is short of meat."

To conceal his smile, Yu Xi stood in a shabby cell with a moon-white suit, and it was a violent disaster. He coughed lightly, pacing towards the door of the cell with his corner of his mouth covered. He saw Qi Yan's extremely blank eyes and smiled slightly.

"Did Qi Yan ever think about going out to do some small business without being a jailer?" Yu Xi suddenly pulled the topic away: "Those like Qi Yan who have the support and appeal can not be buried in this way. Be a jailer in charge of the prisoner in the small office."

Yu Xi's words and talk are not ordinary people, even if he is kept in a simple and dirty cell at the moment, it does not affect his honor and temperament.

That is to say, nobles are all born with it?

Qi Yan didn't believe that, because he became the jailer, and the money borrowed by his old folks in the old township came to him through the back door.

It's just that his old lady died as early as three years ago.

Qi Yan is easy to be satisfied, whether it is for the present life or the longing for the future, he is very satisfied. As long as the status quo is maintained, nothing is a problem.

But speaking of Yu Xi, Qi Yan had to squeeze a sweat. Yu Xi is... a traitor.

That’s right, the enemy’s “spies”, from the beginning of the founding of the country, the whole family shouldered the mission and opened a restaurant in Dalyang. At first, they just wanted to be secretly inquired by the businessman on the face. This identity is seamless. But their family is the material of the boss, this restaurant is getting bigger and bigger, to Yu Xi's generation, all of them are their chain restaurants and other expanded industries.

When he was caught this time, it was the prime minister's dark guard Shun Teng, who found the source of the incident to his restaurant. Although the main envoy behind the scene is really Yu Xi, there is no evidence at present, and it can only be used as a suspicion to grasp the Yamen, rather than directly be held in the imprisonment of the palace.

Yu Xi's relaxed expression was really dazzling.

Cover the rice bucket and the vegetable bucket tightly and slowly. Qi Yan picked it up and said to Yu Xi: "I am quite satisfied, and I don't want to do big things."

"Oh?" Yu Xi flashed a gleam in his eyes: "I don't want to do big things? It looks like me once, but now you see that even if you catch a duck on the shelf, it shows that I have the ability in this respect."

Yu Xi's remarks are not to show off his own things. After all, his achievements are all seen in the eyes, otherwise it will not become the son of the golden turtle in the hearts of Changan girls!

Qi Yan looked at Yu Xi, his indifferent eyes shone like the clear water.

"But you are here now." Qi Yan said truthfully: "Maybe you were framed by the enemy, but you can rest assured that the Qing will clear themselves."

After talking, Qi Yan left the long corridor with two barrels.

Yu Xi looked at his extra-thin back, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by apathy.

Qing people clear themselves? Oh, what I'm afraid of is that there has never been a'cleaner'.

Five days have passed, and in just a few days, the cell of eight people has become seven, and one person who has been sentenced has gone after all.

The man came a day earlier than Yu Xi. He was injured. Yamen will definitely not find him a doctor. Qi Yan used his own money to buy some medicine to cure his wounds, but after all, he could not get his death. .

The cell was plunged into an unprecedented downturn. All of them were leaning on their own side of the world, not talking, staring blankly in one direction, or casually playing with things around them.

Qi Yan said something to the man. He mentioned that the man healed, and the man responded with a hoarse voice. Thank you.

A life is gone.

Bearded, they used to gossip and said that the man was very honest and did not know what offended senior officials. They just took the money and talked about it, just let him die in the cell.

Sure enough, this man is gone.

This is the girders. Today's world is that officials have more money and are the most authoritative people.

Qi Yan was silent for a day, and the big guy knew that he was in a bad mood and he was not kidding.

On the third day after the man's death, a woman came to claim the body. Qi Yan glanced quietly. The woman was a bit pretty, but she was dressed in a rustic style. At first glance, she was the wife of the poor. When she saw the man's body, the woman almost fainted, but she didn't drop a tear.

Qi Yan watched the woman dragging the stretcher alone, silently for a long time, went to the stall not far away and hired two familiar villagers to help the woman carry the body back.

Ah, the monthly money is gone again this month.