Love Eater [Quick Transmigration]

After Lu Wei was imprisoned, he stripped off the marquis' court uniform and high crown, and put on the ocher clothes worn by prisoners.

Afterwards, he was tied to the rack and whipped thirty times, put on iron handcuffs and ankles, and sent to a cell in the deepest part of the prison.

Even though it was daytime, because there were no windows in the cell, the light was still not very good, the sight was all dusty, and the damp breath came oncoming.

Against the north wall of the cell, there was a low, crude wooden table with a small jug of water on it.

At the bottom of the south wall of the cell, some messy straw was piled up, which must have been a place for prisoners to sleep.These straws smell bad, and there are many dark brown spots on them. I don't know if they are mold or the old blood stains left by the prisoners who were previously held here due to torture.

Lu Wei's appearance at this time was quite miserable, with heavy shackles on his wrists and ankles, disheveled hair on his temples, skin on his back after being whipped thirty times, and his clothes were all torn, stained bright red.

There was a burning pain in the back. Lu Wei stood in the cell, but his face was very calm, and there was no pain.

In modern times, he is a very patient and self-sustaining person. If not, he would not have succeeded in starting a business from scratch at a young age and become one of the top entrepreneurs in the country.And the predecessor who fused memories and emotions was a cold, proud, tough general, not to mention a caning, even if he was faced with a thousand cuts, he would never frown.

So at this moment, he didn't lose his composure because of the pain, but his mind was clear.

These thirty whips are very strange.

According to the previous memory, although the thirty lashes of the Imperial Prison were not fatal, they were enough to injure a person's muscles and bones.

And the whip wounds on his body looked miserable, bloody and torn, but in fact only injured his skin and superficial muscles, and didn't move his bones at all.As long as this kind of injury takes good care of in the future, it won't even leave a scar.

Lu Wei licked his dry lips, feeling thirsty.

Although the caning didn't hurt his muscles or bones, he lost a lot of blood. He needed to replenish water.

So he walked to the simple wooden table, picked up the small urn of water with both hands, and took a sip from the rim of the urn.

The water was warm, and a ginseng smell engulfed the hot air and slid down the tip of his tongue until it reached his throat.

This ginseng tastes slightly sweet and bitter, very strong.This taste can be obtained by soaking hot water with ginseng slices, and the age of the ginseng used must not be less than 50 years.

Even if the Lu family and the upstart party behind him had the heart to save him, it was impossible for them to stretch their hands so far in the imperial prison... It seemed that the emperor had acted to achieve this level.

Lu Wei swallowed the ginseng water calmly, his star pupils brightened slightly.

The situation was just as he had expected, even though he had taken some risks in going to the Imperial Prison, he would definitely not die in the Imperial Prison.

And the news of his entry into imperial prison should have spread throughout Fengjing.

It shouldn't take too long to spread to northern Xinjiang.

……

Liu Hu sat in the imperial study room, looked at the black-clothed dead man kneeling on the ground, and asked Zhang Deyi next to him with some doubts, "Companion, is this person... like Bo Xiu?"

Zhang Deyi smiled, bowed his back and said: "Return to Your Majesty, according to this old slave, there are seven or eight images."

"Can you hide it from Prime Minister Zuo?" Liu Hu was suspicious.

According to him, the figure and height of the dead man were about [-]% or [-]% similar, but his appearance was only two or three times the same.

His eyes are not as deep as stars, his nose is not straight enough, his lips are too plump, not to mention Bo Xiu's awe-inspiring demeanor that no one can match... Only the outline of his face is similar.Can such a person hide the truth from Zuo Xiang and them?

"Your Majesty, the torture in the imperial prison can change people's face beyond recognition. Besides, the appearance of Lord Hou is easy to imitate." Zhang Deyi pointed to the face of the dead man, "Look, Your Majesty, on the left side of his face. A scar, plus some bruising and swelling, doesn't it look like it?"

Liu Hu suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said, "So! Then, let him go after nightfall, and get Bo Xiu out of that ghostly place as soon as possible."

Zhang Deyi smiled and glanced at Liu Hu, thinking to himself that His Majesty couldn't wait to bring Lord Hou into the palace, but he said: "Yes, I will follow His Majesty's will."

……

Lu Wei was alone in the cell, and after slowly drinking the jar of ginseng water, the sky darkened.

At this time, the torch outside the cell suddenly lit up, shining brightly.With the sound of the iron lock and the wooden railing, the door of the cell was opened, and several fierce-looking jailers rushed in, and shouted to Lu Wei: "I am waiting for the emperor's order to interrogate the criminals at night!"

Although these jailers looked ferocious, when Lu Wei heard that they "followed the emperor's order", he was very determined.He let the guards shout and drink, dragged and shoved, left the cell, and walked towards the execution room.

What does the emperor want to do?Although Lu Wei couldn't guess it, he was looking forward to it.

When I came to the torture room, I saw that the lights were brightly lit, and all kinds of instruments of torture were hung on the walls.As long as you step into this room, there will always be a bloody smell that can't go away from the nose.

A dozen or so people were tied up on the racks standing in the execution room, all of them were covered in blood, and their life and death were unknown.

A man is being whipped.

He was wearing a ochre-colored prison uniform. He was similar in stature and height to Lu Wei, with disheveled hair on his temples.He was not bound, but kneeling on his stomach, holding a wooden torture frame tightly, letting the whip make a sharp cracking sound, and hit his back heavily.

That was the real whipping punishment that belonged to the imperial prison and was enough to break the bones.

Seeing Lu Wei coming in, he raised his face and looked at Lu Wei.

This is a face with staggered bruises, swollen facial features that cannot be recognized clearly, and a hideous scar running through the left cheek.

When Lu Wei saw this face, his pupils shrank, and he immediately understood what the emperor meant.

Cross the sea with the truth, steal the beam and change the post.

He expected that the emperor would be reluctant to kill him, but he didn't expect that the emperor would come up with such a method to kill two birds with one stone.

I haven't seen him for three years, he probably underestimated the methods of the current emperor too much.

The door of the punishment room creaked shut and locked from the inside.

Lu Wei knew that the torture room was full of the emperor's people, so he stopped pretending and walked towards the man who was being whipped, dragging the shackles.

Just after thirty lashes were drawn, the man slowly stood up from the rack.

Lu Wei knelt down in front of the person who was going to die for him, and after a long time, he said, "I'm sorry."

The man shook his head, and said with a dull expression: "I'm not for the Marquis. I'm a dead man, the emperor's order cannot be disobeyed, it's just my duty."

Lu Wei looked at the man's numb expression, stood up slowly, suddenly felt powerless, and took a step back.

Indeed, the dead man seemed to die for Lu Wei, but in fact it was because of the emperor's order, and it was not his turn to apologize.

Lu Wei is a modern person and cannot be indifferent to the lives of innocent people.But the dead man in front of him was completely numb and indifferent to his own life.

Since entering this different time and space, Lu Wei has never been so clear that he is in a feudal dynasty with strict hierarchy and cruel rules.

I have never known so clearly that I must survive, break this cruel rule, and break the shackles that have been imposed on me!

No matter what method he uses, he must do it.

Not far from Lu Wei, a jailer raised the face of a prisoner on the rack with a whip handle, and said leisurely: "This one is already dead, let him be put down."

Lu Wei turned around, and saw several jailers untie the ropes of the prisoner's hands and feet, and let them down from the rack.They stripped off his bloody ocher clothes, wrapped his body in a blue cloth, covered his face with a white cloth, and placed them at the base of the wall.

After some inspection by the jailers, six or seven of the dozen or so people on the rack were dead, and a pile of dead bodies wrapped in cloth quickly piled up at the base of the wall.

"These dead bodies will soon be dragged to the mass graves for burial." A jailer walked up to Lu Wei, bent down and unshackled his hands and feet, "Master Hou, please."

Lu Wei lowered his eyes, silently allowing the jailers to strip off his ocher clothes and wrap his body in blue cloth.

Finally, a white cloth covered his face, and he could no longer see.

As if he really died.