From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 3: Prison night bustle, cruel and inhumane

With Xu Xing's boxing skills, it would be easy for him to sneak into Hangzhou city without being noticed by the defenders.

But in front of the prison of the Neisi Yamen, even with such advanced boxing skills as him, he could not escape being discovered.

This large prison was built in the west of the city, with a vast open space in front of it.

The area is several dozen feet in radius, and the ground is all paved with bluestone slabs, without a single shade, and is covered by towering prison walls.

Even the bright moonlight was blocked by the gloomy shadows of the wall and could not shine here.

It was the soldiers on the prison wall who discovered Xu Xing.

The soldiers in charge of guarding this place are all experienced fighters who are picked from thousands of miles away. They are also quick to react, kill people indiscriminately, and are ruthless. Otherwise, they would not be sent here to guard this prison that holds countless serious criminals and murderers.

But even they couldn't tell what it was from such a quick flash.

When the guards looked carefully, the black shadow had disappeared into the deep shadow of the wall.

It is impossible for a human to be able to move at such a fast speed, so everyone started to discuss quietly:
One person wondered:
"Strange, I seemed to see a figure just now?"

One person said:

"There is no human figure, it's just the shadow of the moon. There are many people in the Tianjie Prison, so we can't help but be suspicious."

Someone else sneered disdainfully:

"How can a person be so fast? Those martial artists who came to rob the prison all claimed to be masters, but they all died one by one under our traps and arrows.

The ones who came last night were all shot with seventeen or eighteen transparent holes, and their bodies were covered in blood... The group of people who came the day before yesterday were covered in boiling oil and burned to death, their bodies were charred and rotten.

Hahaha, they still dare to come?!"

Another person wondered to himself:
"These people are so bold that they come to rob the prison every day. Aren't they really afraid of death?"

"Isn't it to save those anti-popular leaders who led the rebellion?

I am puzzled. They refuse to do such a good thing as replacing rice with mulberry trees, which is beneficial to the country and the people, and they want to go against the imperial court. In my opinion, it is the Japanese pirates who are inciting trouble!"

The soldiers who are responsible for guarding the Niesi prison are all experts in the yamen. They have abundant property and many fields, but they do not make a living by farming. Naturally, they look at things differently from ordinary farmers.

For them, "changing rice to mulberry" is a great thing. With the amount of land these people have, once they change to planting mulberry seedlings, if the harvest is good, they don't know how much more they can earn than before.

However, there are always some short-sighted and unruly people who want to jump out and oppose the court, making it impossible to implement this matter that benefits the country and the people!

Will people starve to death if they don’t plant rice seedlings?
Don’t you know how to use the money to buy food?

These garrison soldiers really couldn't understand.

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle quietly, just taking this as a joke.

After all, guarding the prison all night is not an easy job, so they often need to find some fun to cheer themselves up.

Amidst the low laughter, a man was seen bending his knees and raising his arms, like a cheetah hiding in the dark, suddenly rushing out, with a series of snapping sounds.

In an instant, the throats of the four soldiers were grabbed and split. Xu Xing shook his arms, generating a burst of elastic force that stabilized the bodies of these men and slowly laid them flat.

He had already climbed over the prison wall, but when he heard the conversation between the four men, his anger rose up and his heart felt like it was on fire. He turned back and put an end to these beasts first.

It was from these soldiers that Xu Xing learned that throughout Hangzhou, there were many boxers like Qi Dazhu who resisted the conversion of rice to mulberry.

In order to save those imprisoned, many people died here.

Looking at the empty plain, Xu Xing seemed to be able to see the blood that had once been shed here, and his hatred for the corrupt officials who formulated this so-called national policy grew even stronger.

After killing these four people, Xu Xing was still furious. With a murderous aura, he jumped off the prison wall.

This place is heavily guarded and there are reinforcements from all directions. If you want to rescue people, you have to be faster and more decisive!

Deep in the prison, there was a dark cell with two dim candles burning quietly. Li Dingyuan was lying on the damp wooden board, listening to the sound of the jailer torturing the prisoners outside the iron bars.

In a cell, a prisoner had all ten fingers cut off and blood was all over the floor. He was extremely hungry and thirsty, so he bent down and licked the blood from his severed fingers with his tongue, making a "sizzling" sound.

In another cell, a man was handcuffed to a torture device, and the executioner was pulling out his toenails one by one. The prisoner knew that crying was useless, so he groaned as if he had given up his dying struggle.

Li Dingyuan trembled with every sound he heard. As he listened, he dared not to listen any further. He covered his ears, buried his head in the corner, and wished he could burrow into the ground.

Opposite Li Dingyuan, there sat a sturdy man. He had a majestic body, messy curly hair, ape arms and a slim waist. He looked like an iron tower that had become a spirit.

Although he was wearing heavy shackles, he still kept his back straight, looked out of the fence, and watched the inhumane scenes.

Not only did he not flinch at all, his eyes were filled with fiery anger.

Li Dingyuan squatted for a while, raised his head and looked at the big man's back.

But he was still sitting so upright, with his back still so straight, as if he was so strong that he could hold up the world with his spine.

Li Dingyuan couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Qi, aren't you afraid?"

Qi Dazhu did not turn around, but said in a deep voice:
"What's the use of being afraid?"

He clenched his fists and said word by word:
"I only regret that I didn't fight them with real weapons!"

Qi Dazhu's words were full of regret. After General Qi arrived, he thought that the situation could be turned around, but he did not want to implicate his own master, so he allowed the bailiffs to take him to the jail.

But he had only been here for one day, and he had already witnessed and heard many cruel groans, heinous tortures, and chilling scenes.

Qi Dazhu finally realized how ridiculous his compromise and concession were - he was afraid that by now, they had already gone to arrest the owner of the museum!
Li Dingyuan looked at Qi Dazhu with awe and said sincerely:

"Brother Qi, you are so courageous."

Qi Dazhu just shook his head and sighed:
"My master always taught me that those who practice martial arts should take heaven and earth as their training ground. They should not be tempted by fame, status and wealth, nor should they be pressured by authority and favors. They should seek the truth between heaven and earth.

But I was frightened by the official appearance of these bastards and felt really ashamed.

I am not afraid of death, I am just afraid that in the underworld, I will not be able to face the ancestors of my Xianchao Pavilion!"

Li Dingyuan didn't expect that Qi Dazhu, a tough guy who was not afraid of death, would regret bringing shame to the martial arts school.

Seeing him acting like this, even Li Dingyuan couldn't help but become curious.

How was such a person trained?

What is this Xianchao Pavilion? Why have I never heard of it?
When he thought of this, he heard a series of sounds of iron chains coming from deep within the prison, slowly approaching. Li Dingyuan's face suddenly turned pale and his whole body began to tremble.

This sound usually occurs in only two situations: one is that a wanted criminal is heavily chained and walking in the prison corridor; the other is that the prison guards are about to use the chains to lock someone up.

Most of the prisoners who were locked up in this way were never seen again and never returned.

The sound of iron chains rang out again, dragging heavily on the ground, like a giant steel snake, crawling on the ground, ready to bite someone.

The footsteps suddenly stopped near his cell.

Li Dingyuan could even imagine that behind the domineering prison boss were two or three arrogant jailers, just like the judge with the ox-headed and horse-faced demons appearing in front of him.

——Could it be my turn so soon...?
Thinking of this, Li Dingyuan lost even the strength to tremble. He collapsed on the damp wooden board, feeling completely hopeless.

"Chun'an Qi Dazhu, come out!"

When he heard that it was not him, Li Dingyuan was first happy, then shocked, and stared at Qi Dazhu in disbelief.

——How could it be so soon?! Although the two had only known each other for a day, Li Dingyuan admired his upright cellmate. Now that he was about to leave, he felt a huge void in his heart that was hard to fill.

This feeling of regret and sorrow even suppressed the worry and fear that his life was at stake in his heart.

Following the shouting, there was the heavy bang of the prison door opening.

Usually, upon hearing this noise, the prisoners in the cell, no matter how much pain they were in, would get up and go to the iron bars to say hello, as a final explanation for this life's fate.

Only those who know they are going to die will just look at each other and nod to each other, thinking that they will meet on the road to the underworld soon and there is no need to say more.

Nowadays, most of those who are in jail are leaders of the crowds that gather to resist the government's policy of replacing rice with mulberry. Those who dare to take the lead are all men of blood.

When they heard Qi Dazhu's name, they all stood up and looked at the jailer through the iron bars, with anger evident in their eyes.

——Why did you take him away!
——We all had no choice!

Why are you detaining us?

At some point, knocking sounds were heard in the prison. With the lingering sound of the prison boss pulling open the iron door, the knocking sounds became louder and louder.

The noise alarmed the jailers, who rushed in with wooden sticks and hit each of the prisoners who were banging on the iron door with a stick.

Amid the dull sound of beatings, the jailers shouted:

"What do you want to do?!"

"Knock it again, and I'll chop off your hand!"

The prison fell silent, but grief and indignation surged silently in it. The hope in everyone's hearts sank like the sun, and it became even more difficult to survive in prison at night.

The jailer ignored the commotion outside and just looked at Qi Dazhu, sneering:
"As soon as you came in, there were so many people mourning for you. Your life is worth it!"

Qi Dazhu laughed loudly, shaking the iron chains that bound his body, making a clanging sound, and stood up suddenly.

The jailer realized that the person in front of him was not a human, but a blind bear that had just woken up from hibernation and was about to spread its arms to eat people. He was immediately frightened and his face turned pale. He took two or three steps back and hit his back against the iron bars.

Qi Dazhu didn't look at him. He just turned his head and scanned the prison cells within his sight. He looked at the prisoners one by one and said loudly:
"Qi is lucky to have you brothers send me off in this life. I am so grateful. Thank you very much!"

His voice was like thunder, like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky, completely covering up all the noise.

Although he was detained here for less than a day, Qi Dazhui learned that these so-called "prisoners" were almost all brave men who were arrested by the government on trumped-up charges because they refused to switch from growing rice to mulberry trees.

Therefore, there was no loneliness in his words, only a sense of generosity and heroism that was about to burst out.

Seeing Qi Dazhu being so arrogant, the four jailers behind the prison boss immediately raised their wooden sticks and hit him on the head.

These sticks were made of red wood from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. They were hard and heavy, and one hit would often leave a bruise on the prisoner's body that would not go away for ten days or half a month.

But Qi Dazhu remained unmoved even after being hit by several sticks. Seeing how resistant he was, the jailer did not waste his energy any more and just said sinisterly:

"Qi Dazhu, do you think you are a good man? Let me tell you, if you are a good man, you should not commit crimes and should not go to jail!
If you fall into my hands, I will teach you that you can not only not be a good man, but you can not even be a man at all!"

Li Dingyuan twisted his body and said angrily:

"You are an official, yet you are so cruel!"

The jailer smiled and didn't take it seriously, thinking it was a compliment to himself.

If he wasn't vicious, how could he be transferred to the prison of the Neisi Yamen to guard this group of vicious rioters and rebels? !
Li Dingyuan's voice became louder and he said angrily:

"We are innocent. Even if we are convicted, we must be sent to the government office and follow the laws of the Ming Dynasty. What are you doing?!"

The jailer exclaimed, then laughed, "Oh, I never thought there would be a scholar as eloquent as you in the jail, hey!"

He slammed the iron fence with the stick in his hand and said slowly: "National law? Here, my words are the law."

Li Dingyuan became even angrier and was about to say something, but he saw Qi Dazhu shaking his head and striding towards the jailer.

The jailer saw the brute move again and instinctively stepped back toward the door. However, Qi Dazhu just glanced at him condescendingly and ordered:
"You want to take me away? Then let's go!"

At this moment, he did not look like a prisoner being escorted by jailers, but rather like a general giving orders.

The jailer felt a great insult from this look. His face flushed red, and he waved his hand and said sternly:
"go!"

Qi Dazhu held his head high and walked out with a majestic posture.

Li Dingyuan looked at his back with a sad look in his eyes. He felt the floor beneath his feet was cold and the chill was rising up. Only then did he realize that it was late at night.

——I don’t know when the day will come.

At this moment, an extremely suppressed voice was heard from the prison door. Although the voice was low, it had an incomparably deep power.

"If you are a good man, you should be punished if you have people like you around!"

Qi Dazhu, who could remain calm despite any torture, was shocked at this moment and said in a lost voice:
"Garden Master?!"

Although he had overestimated the courage of his master, Qi Dazhu still did not expect that he would dare to break into the prison alone to rescue the prison.

Qi Dazhu was shocked and surprised.

The jailer was shocked and terrified.

——Who is this person and when did he come?

——The most important thing is how he got in.

The jailer turned his head suddenly, his pupils trembling. Although he couldn't think of the answers to these questions, he knew that the person coming was a great boxer with extremely high boxing skills, and he was about to call for help.

But Xu Xing really hated these cruel beasts. He flashed through the sky like lightning, causing the wind to whistle and extinguish all the candles in the prison.

Wherever the figure passed, the jailers fell down one after another, unable to even utter a single roar.

In the darkness, there was a loud "bang" as if something heavy hit the iron gate.

The impact was so heavy that the entire iron gate shook. With a "pop" sound, one of the copper locks was broken and fell to the ground with a "clang".

It was the prison boss's body that flew out.

Xu Xing opened the door and used force with both hands. His five fingers seemed to be much sharper than swords and heavy axes. With just one grab, he tore open the iron chain wrapped around Qi Dazhu.

When Li Dingyuan saw this scene, he was dumbfounded and speechless.

——Is this guy still a human being?

Xu Xing did not waste any time and said to Qi Dazhu in a short voice:

"Release everyone you trust, and act quickly."

Although only one day had passed, Qi Dazhu, who had experienced a great change, had obviously become much more mature and resilient than before, and he did not have any psychological burden in doing these "treasonous" things.

He nodded immediately, stepped over to the prison boss's body, took out a bunch of keys, and wanted to rescue the men who were framed.

Xu Xingze walked forward, and just as he came in, he had caught some conversation sounds coming from underground through his extraordinary hearing.

The information revealed in this conversation made Xu Xing pay attention and he had to find out the truth.

At this time, in the prison cell, He Maocai, the provincial governor of Zhejiang, raised his head and frowned, saying:
"Why is it so noisy up there?"

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