The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 98 Watching a Show
In this kind of situation, whether it is right or wrong depends on what the person involved thinks.

In a martial arts competition, the sight of blood is natural, and injuries and illnesses are also common.

After all, from the moment of the fight, both sides must be prepared to get hurt or die. No one can guarantee a 100% win.

Therefore, no matter what injuries are suffered in the ring, according to the rules of the martial arts world, the relatives and friends of the loser cannot seek revenge.

However, Yongjie did not consider the rules of the martial arts world, he was thinking about good and evil.

He felt that he shouldn't hurt a good person.

Li Miao didn't say anything either.

Stay out of it, and it's easy to say anything. Since Yongjie has thought it through, Li Miao will not question his decision.

However, Li Miao seemed to remember something.

Yongjie had never mentioned anything about his time before he became a monk. When he went to pay his debts, the people on the other side would usually recognize him at a glance and there was no need for him to say much.

Only Liu Song, who had no knowledge of martial arts and had no involvement in the martial arts world, did not recognize Yongjie.

So Yongjie gave his secular name.

Tu Qingcang.

Li Miao had seen this name when he was looking through the files of the Jinyiwei. It was placed quite close to the front.

He became famous fifteen years ago, was a well-known hero twelve years ago, was notorious ten years ago, and disappeared nine years ago, with no one knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The ultimate master.

Now he has become a monk who has to pay off debts everywhere and has even become unable to walk steadily.

In fact, Li Miao always felt that Yongjie's personality was a bit split. When they first met, he was a bold and rough man. But when talking about the past, he became a compassionate monk.

I think that generous character is his essence. Later, some things happened, which made him become what he is now.

Li Miao became more and more curious about Yongjie's story.

However, it is more interesting to explore it step by step than to just listen to someone talk about it.

Anyway, their destinations are close and they still have a long way to go together, so it doesn't matter what little time they spend together.

Yongjie was covered in blood and looked ferocious. He staggered on the street, and naturally the people were terrified.

Before we even reached the inn, soldiers were already approaching.

"Stop!" the soldiers shouted.

Li Miao took a look at it with interest, but said nothing, allowing Yongjie to handle it.

At this time, Yongjie was already at the end of his strength, his mind was confused and he couldn't answer. He just looked with half-open eyes.

The way he looks at people with his squinting eyes is like he is spitting in their eyes.

The soldier swallowed his saliva and reached out to pull out the knife.

"do not move!"

Pfft!
Yongjie finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

The soldier took a look and then looked at Li Miao next to him: "Are you two in the same group?"

"Come with us to the government office!"

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When Yongjie woke up, he saw the prison bars and hay on the ground.

He sat up and clenched his fists.

"Don't look at it, I'll cure you."

Li Miao's lazy voice came from the cell next door.

Yongjie looked up and saw Li Miao leaning on a pile of hay, folding his arms, looking at him with interest.

"Donor...this..." Yongjie hesitated.

"Why, do you think I shouldn't treat you?"

"No, of course not."

"That's it. If you don't get treated, you'll die. You've suffered enough pain. Don't you have things to do? I don't want to drag a seriously injured person on the road."

"If you don't feel satisfied, just come back after you're done and let them chop you off."

Yongjie could only smile bitterly and nod.

After a while, he looked up at Li Miao again: "Donor, where is this?"

"A jail cell. If you walk down the street with your blood spurted out, won't you be arrested?" Li Miao said lightly.

"But...you..." Yongjie struggled with his words.

Li Miao is a Jinyiwei, and a Jinyiwei who can scare the pacification envoys so much that they run away in fear.

As long as he showed his badge, the local governor would probably crawl to Li Miao to pay his respects.

Even if Li Miao spat on the prefect's face, he would probably wipe it off with a smile and say, "Sir, your saliva warms my face and my heart."

How could he have imagined that Li Miao would actually be caught by a few soldiers and taken to jail?
Li Miao said, "If I don't let you stay in jail for a few days, what will you do if you run away to pay your debts?"

"Monks have to follow the rules and can't escape from prison, right?"

"Just lie still for a few days. I'll take you out when I think you're ready."

When Yongjie heard this, he was speechless for a moment.

He knew that he and Li Miao were just casual acquaintances and that they did not have a deep friendship.

Along the way, he was injured everywhere, which had caused Li Miao a lot of trouble. Now, Li Miao was considering him, and with his lazy personality, he was willing to stay in jail with him for a few days.

No matter how unwilling Yongjie was, he was too embarrassed to speak.

Li Miao glanced at Yongjie.

He liked this monk very much.

Although Li Miao did not agree with Yongjie's approach, he appreciated everyone who was determined to walk on his own path and was willing to pay the price for it, so he did not mind providing some help.

Of course, if Li Miao finds out that Yongjie has done something evil in the future, Li Miao will not be soft-hearted when killing him.

Just like Yun Zelin, Li Miao also admired his "truth seeker" temperament. But he was careless about human life, and Li Miao would not forgive him just because he admired him.

It is only natural to pay back debts. Just because a bad guy does something great doesn't mean he doesn't deserve to die.

Let’s put things one way or another. This is Li Miao’s idea.

Just as Yongjie remained silent and Li Miao closed his eyes to rest.

But from the innermost cell, a woman's voice was heard from afar.

"Is it...Brother Tu..."

Yongjie suddenly turned his head and looked deep into the cell.

Li Miao also looked over there.

The light in the cell was dim and the distance was so great that most people couldn't see clearly, but that didn't stop Li Miao.

In the deepest cell, there was a rack nailed to the wall.

On the shelf, there was a woman nailed to it.

His hands and feet were tied to a rack, his feet were shackled, and his body was covered in blood.

The most serious injury was that two sharp steel hooks pierced her scapula and handcuffed her to the wall.

At this moment, she raised her head and turned to Yongjie with difficulty.

"Tu...Brother Tu..."

"You are still alive. That's great. That's great..."

"You were also captured... Are you injured..."

"Is the injury serious..."

The woman herself was in imminent danger, but she was concerned about Yongjie's situation.

Yongjie let out a long sigh.

"Sixth sister... I'm still alive..."

Li Miao was no longer sleepy immediately. He reached out and took out a cloth bag from the hay behind him. He grabbed a handful of melon seeds and snacks from it, leaned against the haystack, and listened carefully to the two people talking.

Of course he would not really subject himself to such hardship. The hay in his cell was made of newly harvested barley stalks that had been washed and dried in the sun.

The haystack behind him had already been filled with wine, food, and fruits. It was more comfortable than an ordinary inn.

After Yongjie fainted, he showed his badge.

He had asked the local magistrate to arrange this cell, purely as an excuse to allow Yongjie to recuperate in peace.

Unexpectedly, there is still a show to watch!

(End of this chapter)