The Dark Lord Ye Tian Zi 夜天子 CHAPTER 2
Ye Tian Zi
CHAPTER 2
The Last Phase
Ye Xiaotian, male, 19 years old, lives in Xiquzi Hutong, Xuanwu Street, Beijing City, a jailer of No. 1 Xuanzi Prison in Dalao of the Ministry of Punishment. He was promoted to the head of the Xuanzi No. 1 prison by the prison officer, Master Liu.
Ye Xiaotian's status as a jailer was inherited from his father. The old Ye family was a hereditary jailer. This was the rule set by Emperor Hongwu: sons follow father's business and inherit from generation to generation.
If you are a soldier, one of your sons must be a soldier. If your mother-in-law fails to live up to your expectations and does not give you a boy, then find one from your relatives. If there is no male in your relatives, then look for one wherever you want, even if you found one from the street, you have to make up for this lack anyway.
If you are a kitchen servant in a craftsman household, but you haven’t learned how to cook, then after your old man die, you still can’t cook at all, so it doesn’t matter. When the government needs to call a kitchen servant, you would probably be unable to even light up the fire to cook. In any case, your cooking would not be palatable for anyone to eat. If you are a medical household, and you don't know medical skills..., then it would be good for us to mourn the patients in advance.
The identity of the jailer of the Ye family was passed down to Ye Xiaotian's father, Mr. Ye, who was a single seedling when he was a child. But Father Ye was very good. He was given a twins in one breath, the eldest son Ye Xiaoan and the second son Ye Xiaotian. Xiao Tian accidentally found out that they were twins, adding another son.
Ye Xiaotian really didn't like this cheesy name, and because he was used to being called, he couldn't tell the world with a new name, so he solemnly protested to Laozi [Afterwards, with the consent of the old man, Ye Xiaotian became Ye Xiaotian.*
*Name change to a diff chinese hanyu words, but same pinyin.
Father Ye's identity as a jailer can only be passed on to one son. It should be passed on to Ye Xiao'an, who climbed out of his mother's belly first. However, Xiao An was frightened when he was young. Once he lifted the quilt, and was embarrassed to see a cauliflower snake that climbed out of the restaurant next door and hid in his quilt. Since then, he has become very timid and honest.
Considering that, the crowd of people in Tianjing is not suitable for this honest son, Mr. Ye took out his life savings and opened a rice noodle and oil workshop for his eldest son, passing on the promising career of Tianjing prisoner to him. The second cotyledon of Ye Xiaotian.
Ye Xiaotian bought the food and drinks for Huang Shilang and returned to the prison. Seeing that it was time to hand over the shift after finishing this task, he quickened his pace. Unexpectedly, just after entering the prison, he saw the prison officer, Lord Liu, from afar. Walking down the corridor, Ye Xiaotian hurriedly stopped and greeted Master Liu from afar.
The prison officer's name is Liu Yong, he is in his early fifties, with a red face, he is not tall, but he is very sturdy. His clothes are similar to Ye Xiaotian's, except that he wears a red back armor over Tsing Yi.
The prisoner is a junior officer of the ninth grade, and no matter how little he is, he is also an officer, especially in this day prison Xuanzi No. 1 prison, he is a unique character, so there is a kind of extraordinary spirit in his behavior.
Ye Xiaotian bowed his head and smiled, "Hello Liu Siyu."
"Hmm.."
Liu Yong snorted from his nose, glanced at the food box in his hand, and knew that he was fishing for extra cash. These jailers pay him filial piety every month, so he always turns a blind eye to this kind of thing that doesn't break the big rules.
Prison manager Liu said: "You came just in time, the cook is preparing wine and meat, you can send it to Yang Lin in a while."
Ye Xiaotian said strangely: "For what unfathomable reason would they send more food for Yang Lin? Ah! Could it be that his case finally received a verdict? This… Are they going to send him to the market?"
Since Ye Xiaotian took over his father's job, he has sent countless wine and meat to the prison, but apart from the wine and meat purchased by the prisoners with their own money, he has only sent five every time one is given, it means that a life is about to leave.
Liu Yong didn't answer, just glanced at him lightly, put up his hands and walked away. Ye Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, shook his head gently, and walked towards the Xuanzi No. 1 prison.
Ye Xiaotian handed the wine and meat to Huang Shilang, turned around and came to Yang Lin's cell, and saw Yang Lin sitting cross-legged on the ground, throwing a few stones on the open space in front of him, watching the falling of the stones, he said something, probably deducing Fuxi Sixty-four hexagrams.
Ye Xiaotian coughed and said, "Master Yang."
Yang Lin looked up and saw Ye Xiaotian, and immediately dropped the stones, happily greeted him in front of the prison, and said with a smile: "It seems that little brother is very interested in Western constellation techniques. But do you want the old man to do the math for you?"
Ye Xiaotian smiled and said, "Come on, it's always weird to use Western stuff to count the lives of our people in the Ming Dynasty. Lord Yang, let's take a look at the picture. ."
As long as there is a chance to show off his skills, Yang Lin is very happy, as for what physiognomy to use, Yang Lin is not picky. Across a wooden fence, he looked at it carefully for a long time, and sighed with his palms: "Little brother, you have clear bones, black lips, big eyebrows and beautiful eyebrows. This is the appearance of great wealth..."
"Oh?" Ye Xiaotian stroked his hand. He stroked his eyebrows and raised his brows.
Yang Sidao: "The forehead is in charge of wisdom and luck. Your forehead is tall and full, so if you have intelligence and intelligence, you will be able to achieve great luck when you are young. The nose is in charge of wealth and women's fate. Your nose is straight and rich, and it runs through the forehead, and you can prosper in wealth and fortune when you are young. Peach blossoms are blooming."
"Is this true?" Ye Xiaotian smiled, everyone likes to hear good words, even if he knew it was false, he touched the bridge of his straight nose and suddenly felt that he was really good looking.
Yang Lin sternly said: "That's natural. In fact... the eyes that govern the luck of peach blossoms. Although your eyes are not peach blossom eyes, they are not far from each other. As for the nose, it is majestic, straight and rich, which is the same as that. Children are similar, hehe! If you have the luck of the peach blossom, you must also have a good capital, what do you think?"
"Well, it makes sense, it makes sense." Of course the man couldn't say that he couldn't, Ye Xiaotian immediately agreed with Yang Lin's words, but seeing his dubious appearance, he was about to undress on the spot to verify it.
Yang Lin stroked his sparse beard and continued leisurely: "You have a broad, full-bodied appearance, bright colors, bright eyes, and raised corners of your eyes. People with this type of face can easily succeed in doing things. In addition, your auricles are beautiful and the color is moist. White, with clear outlines and thick hanging beads, this is the appearance of great blessing. Your lips are red and your teeth are white, and you are deep and broad and you will marry a good husband and bear plenty of sons, also…”
Ye Xiaotian's expression froze, and he said in surprise: "Marry a good husband and bear plenty of sons?!"
Yang Lin quickly changed his words and said: "Slip of the tongue, if a woman is born with such a face, then it is like this, but you are a man, and such a face means great wealth and great honor, hehe, little Brother, if you have a three-star photo of wealth, status, and longetivity, you will be happy in your life."
Ye Xiaotian laughed and shook his head in a funny way: "Lord Yang, I want to clap my hands at your perfect flattering skill. The Three Stars of Wealth, Status and Longevity shining brightly? Sigh! I’m still just a jailer, to what extent would I be well-regarded."
Yang Lin's little hair on his head jerked up and said angrily, "Bullshit! What a big flatterer, it's all on your face. I, Yang Lin is a member of the Department of Public Officials. Many senior officials will bow to me when they see me. Do I need to flatter your little jailer?"
Ye Xiaotian stretched out a finger and pointed at me The prisoner pointed and teased: "Master Yang, wake up, you are a prisoner now, the hero Moti was brave back then!"
The white hair that stood on top of Yang Lin's head suddenly drooped, and softly on the flesh-red scalp, like a defeated loquat, its whiskers drooped down in frustration, and said angrily, "Although this old man is a prisoner now, he has studied and learned the principles since he was a child, and there is absolutely no problem in the aspect of physiognomy! Ye Xiaotian smiled and said, "
Okay, let's take your auspicious words, this time Xiaotian believes in you. I'll buy some wine and meat to invite you later. It's good for Xiaotian to pay you a fortune."
Yang Lin was pleasantly surprised when he heard this, and thanked him repeatedly, but when Ye Xiaotian walked five or six steps, Yang Lin suddenly came back to his senses, he suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the fence, and shouted, "Ye Zi, stop for me!"
Ye Xiaotian slowly stopped, turned around slowly, and still had a faint smile on his face. Yang Lin clasped the fence tightly with both hands, looked straight at him, and said slowly, "Decapitation wine! Is this the old man's decapitation wine?"
Ye Xiaotian's right eyebrow was slightly raised, and then dropped gently, The smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Yang Lin saw it in his eyes and laughed miserably. Those big bony hands were tightly clasping the fence, but his body seemed to be pressed down by a huge boulder, sliding down inch by inch. It wasn't until he slumped to the ground that he smiled hoarsely and miserably: "The deadline for this old man... is it..."
Ye Xiaotian walked back slowly, looked at him across the prison door, shook his head, and said pitifully, "Master Yang , why don't you enjoy this last dinner happily? You are so shrewd, why bother?"
Yang Lin mournfully said: "This old man has only done three things in his life: deceiving himself, deceiving others, and being deceived by others. I’m going to die, this old man just wants to be a sensible person, and doesn’t want to be a fool anymore!”
Ye Xiaotian shook his head helplessly and turned to leave, when Yang Si suddenly leaned over, a thin old hand stretched out from the fence and grabbed his ankle, skinny cheeks pressed against the wooden fence, and he shouted: "Don't go, this old man has a big thing to support!"
Ye Xiaotian pulled his leg hard, but Yang Lin didn't know where the strength came from, and clasped him tightly. Ye Xiaotian couldn't break free at all.
Ye Xiaotian frowned, squatted down slowly, and his eyes gradually showed coldness: "Mr. Yang, we are very familiar, right? But you and I are neither relatives nor friends, let alone friendship! Xiaotian! I'm just a little jailer, if I can give you some convenience, I won't refuse, but I won't do anything out of the ordinary!"
Ye Xiaotian's voice was very light and indifferent, but his tone was firm: "When my father handed this iron rice bowl to me, he told me the words 'follow the rules!' Since the Yuan Dynasty, we Ye Xiaotian have The family is the jailer of the Ministry of Punishment. After the Yuan Dynasty fell, Emperor Zhu was replaced, and our Ye family is still the jailer of the Heavenly Keeping Prison. As long as we do our duty and don’t go wrong, our Ye family can eat this bowl of public rice forever!”
Ye Xiaotian’s The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "Our Ye family is a lowly servant, but if you say something outrageous, even if the Ming Dynasty were to die one day, it would be the emperor and his family who lost their heads, as well as our servants. The cheap servants can’t stand it, who doesn’t need us to sit in the world? We still eat this bowl of Gongmen rice. Lord Yang, I value this rice bowl very much, although in the eyes of you big men, it is extremely low. I ask you to think twice if you plan to break this rice bowl of mine!"
Yang Lin smiled hoarsely and said, "Don't be afraid. Can I still let you break the prison? Even if you are willing, you don't have that ability, do you? I just want to ask you to take a message for me. As long as you promise, I will do you a great favor."
Ye Xiaotian didn't ask what the benefits were, so he refused the temptation without hesitation. He shook his head and said, "Master Yang, colluding with officials inside and outside the criminal court is a capital crime once caught. You don't know this rule, do you?"
Yang Si said sadly: “This old man is clearly an abandoned child, who else can collude? The old man just wants to ask you sending a message to my family, and after the death of the old man, this...isn't against the rules?"
Ye Xiaotian stared at him and said, "Is that so?"
Yang Si nodded vigorously: "That's it!"
Ye Xiaotian sigh. After a sigh of relief, he blurted out and asked, "What is the big benefit you said?"
Yang Si was stunned for a while before he said, "Uh... how about the reward of fifty taels of silver!"
"Fifty taels?"
Ye Xiaotian's eyes narrowed. Liang responded cheerfully: "Master Yang has any last words, you can say it now!"
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