PFC Chapter 482: Eight Immortals Gathered to Break the Emperor's Heart
Chapter 482: Eight Immortals Gathered to Break the Emperor's Heart
The prefect stood up and offered the wine. The two brothers Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, the madam and the other girls all smiled and raised their glasses to toast the unknown prisoner.
He drank it all in one gulp, then looked at the nameless prisoner again. He was trembling all over, his eyes were bloodshot, but his face was covered in mud, so he couldn't see his expression or understand his emotions.
Everyone laughed.
The madam mocked the prefect for being cruel, saying that she was being humiliated and had to endure hardships, yet he still wanted to provoke her like this. The prefect scolded her back, saying that when they were toasting just now, she was happier than he was.
The prefect ordered someone to bring a stool and invited the prisoner to sit down. He told Zhang Long and Zhao Hu that this person had been in a high position and might be a friend or an enemy of their teacher. In his heyday, he was above everyone else. It was always right to treat him with more kindness. Zhang Long heard this, and his mouth twitched. His expression was unnatural, and he nodded repeatedly in embarrassment. Zhang Long secretly glared at the prisoner. If she dared to complain, she would have a hard time on the road.
The prisoner was probably tired of standing, and she had not sat on a stool since she was punished, because Your Majesty had ordered that since she had been stripped of her title, she could not regard herself as a human being, so she was not allowed to do anything that people did. She sat on the ground, slept in the stable, and ate leftovers all the way. This was her normal state.
When he was invited to take a seat and heard the magistrate's nonsense, he somehow sat down on the stool.
But before he could sit still and relax, the prefect kicked him. His expression suddenly changed, and he was no longer as easy-going as before. He cursed, "Who are you? Who are you?"
"I told you to sit down, and you dared to sit down? Do you still think you are a high-ranking official? You are not even a human being now, it's bad luck."
One second he invited us to sit down and asked Zhang Long and Zhao Hu to treat us well, but the next second he kicked us down and started cursing.
Especially Zhang Long, he couldn't figure out what the prefect was thinking. Did he intend to humiliate him?
The prefect sat up, looking down at the prisoner, and said, "You must remember, no matter what your identity and status were in the past, you are now neither a human nor an animal. Not to mention sitting at the same table with me, even the beggars begging on the street are one level higher than you!"
After saying this, he burst into laughter, wildly and arrogantly, and was full of pride. Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and the six women at the table laughed along with him, and offered cups to each other. The prisoner lowered his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and two drops of tears mixed with blood fell from his eyes, and he choked silently.
What's worse, some women heard that the prisoner was once a high-ranking official, and also knew that he had been stripped of his title and his status was even lower than that of a beggar, so naturally he was lower than themselves.
So they humiliated the prisoner in every possible way, verbally abusing him endlessly, and sometimes they would even give orders to humiliate him, such as ordering the prisoner to walk to the red platform for everyone to see... etc. In order to please the women, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu locked onto the prisoner with their energy, and if he dared not to obey, he would be beaten with a stick.
The prisoner shed tears, but could not resist, so he had to do as he was told. When she stood on the central red station, the guests in the building were surprised at first, thinking it was some kind of show.
Later, someone told the inside story and there was a burst of criticism. Everyone tried every way to humiliate this former high-ranking official and trample on her self-esteem.
"She is crying." laughed the madam.
"Go ahead, go ahead. She still has some power," the prefect said jokingly.
Every word was like a sword piercing the heart, heavier than anything else. The prisoner stood in the center of the red stage, tears flowing even more, his heart already torn into pieces.
After eating and drinking, there was some entertainment. The prefect, Zhao Hu and Zhang Long each took two women upstairs and into the room.
Because they were afraid that the prisoner would take the opportunity to escape, they were taken into the room together. However, the madam was unwilling and raised her eyebrows and pushed them, pretending to be angry.
"Why did you let a big criminal in when it comes to your business with my two sisters?" The madam stood at the door, angrily asking.
"Yes." Zhao Hu explained, "You are surprised. How can it be so? It is my job to escort the prisoners. If she doesn't come in, I will be neglecting my duty and it will have a bad impact."
"But..." The madam was reluctant.
Seeing this, Zhao Hu said again: "Beautiful lady, beautiful lady, why do you care about her? Why do you care about her? She has been stripped of her name, and she is still a human being? You treat her like a beast, isn't that inconvenient?"
Hearing this, the madam finally nodded. She raised her eyebrows and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Zhuang, tonight I will pretend to be..."
Zhao Hu laughed and was very excited.
……
I only thought that the fireworks tower was grinding people's hearts, and the Eight Immortals entered the game to break the emperor's heart. Great disaster is coming, great disaster is coming.
Li Changxiao predicted good and bad luck again. The good luck was not obvious, and the bad luck was not revealed. The hexagram was completely chaotic. He then looked for blessing or disaster. It was unclear whether it would be a blessing or a disaster. Everything was uncertain.
The road ahead is long, and any choice will cause various changes.
After thinking it over, I went back to my room and went to sleep.
Late at night.
Some people came back drunk, they were Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, they had a great time for half a day, and they were walking back along the way, humming the little song, walking with big strides, still savoring the taste of it.
After knocking on the door, Zhang Long took the prisoner to the stable, pushed him in, then turned around and left, went back to his room and fell asleep.
According to the plan, I intended to stay for another day, but I had a lot of fun today and realized the power of "Wo Wo Township", so I made plans in advance and will leave the city tomorrow.
When I become successful, I will send that troublesome guy to the extreme south, let him fend for himself, and then come back to Panjiu City to experience it again.
The prisoner entered the stable. It was late at night and everyone was asleep. His tears burst out again. He sobbed silently and felt miserable.
Let’s talk about another place.
Zhao Hu pushed the door open and walked out. His drunkenness had long gone. He left Chengtian Inn and headed towards Zuichun Tower.
Although he walked slowly, his temperament was gradually different. The original air of a rough warrior gradually faded away, and he had a bit more fragrance of incense.
Walk to Zuichunlou.
Entering from the back door, he entered a private room and saw that there were already people there, waiting for a long time. He glanced around and saw that they were the prefect, the madam, and five other women.
Including Zhao Hu, there were exactly eight people. They sat around the table, and their faces gradually changed, becoming completely different.
If there were any people from Panjiu City here, they would definitely recognize them. They were the gods that were worshipped in the temple all year round.
The one sitting at the head of the round table is one of the twelve mountain gods, the god of Elong Mountain.
Under his seat, there are river gods, small mountain gods, land gods, city gods...
Incense magic.
But also exquisite.
……
Let’s talk about the other side.
The nameless prisoner sobbed and his eyes were swollen, but he heard a strange sound.
Turning around, I saw a wine gourd standing quietly on the ground. I turned my head and looked up at the window sill where I saw the man in white with the same smile as yesterday.