The origin of prisons can be traced back to ancient times. Prisons were the thresholds or caves for primitive people to tame wild animals. After they arrived in clan society, they were used to detain prisoners and drive them to work. After the state was born, prisons were also born as part of the state machine.

At first, there was no name "prison". The Xia Dynasty was called "Xiatai", which was the name of the central prison, generally called "Yuantu". The Shang Dynasty prison was called "li" and "玉", which was a word that appeared in oracle bone inscriptions, meaning "玉". It was also called "玉" or "玉". During the Zhou Dynasty, it was also called "玉" or "玉".

Prisons were called "prisons" since the Han Dynasty. The prisons in the Han Dynasty were more and more overwhelming. In addition to the central prison, namely the Tingwei Prison, there were also prisons set up by various government officials. At this time, there were many other names in the prisons, such as inner palace, residence hall, security palace and entrustment rooms. Local counties also had their own prisons. At that time, there were more than 2,000 prisons nationwide.

And Xu Duling, even if it is the largest prison outside the Tingwei Prison, in fact, because of the reason for being favored, the terrifying level of Xu Du Prison is much higher than that of Tingwei Prison.

Xudu Prison is located in the right corner of the lobby of the county government hall, mainly to facilitate the interrogation of prisoners at any time. There is a screen wall inside the prison gate and only one side of the passage to prevent prisoners from escaping.

As soon as you enter the prison gate, you will turn four right angles and five gate corridors one after another, followed by a "hutong" about one meter wide.

On both sides of the "hutong" are two rows of low prison rooms, detaining ordinary criminals; at the south end of the "hutong", turn eastward, the right corner is the internal prison, which is specially detaining death row seriously criminals.

And this bold assassin is in the custody of the internal surveillance at this time.

The black-clothed dead man tied to the wooden stake was dying at this moment, covered in whip marks, blood-threaded his clothes, and even a thick layer of blood was accumulated on the ground.

Obviously, during the period when Cao Chong was sleeping soundly, he suffered inhuman torture.

Man Chong sat by the only window of the torture room, holding a green green onion and eating with sauce on the painted red pottery bowl.

The breakfast for northerners is very casual, and the sauce and green onions are one of the favorite foods among northerners.

"Wake him up!"

"Yes, sir!" A jailer-like jailer picked up a wooden barrel and poured a bucket of cold water directly on the head of the black-clad dead man.

"Ah!" the black-clothed dead man shouted weakly, his dry lips were white, and his messy hair was like wild grass. Judging from his appearance, his facial features were quite upright.

"What are you going to say after you have figured it out?" Man Chong ate a piece of green onion in one bite and said indifferently.

"Ha, Mr. Manfu doesn't have to waste his time. I will never say it. Why don't you give me some fun!"

"Happy?" Man Chong sneered. It was not easy to find happiness in my territory.

"Test me, change the iron to whip!"

A clerk next to him rushed forward and stopped him, "Mr., it's not right! What should I do if the iron whip beat him to death?"

Man Chong put down the scallion and looked at the clerk with a serious look on his face.

"The prisoner thought it was inappropriate?" The prisoner was the official position of the warden in later generations, and was in charge of a prison, but it was obviously not enough to see it in front of Man Chong.

"The officials dare not!" The prison officer knelt down quickly, not even daring to raise his head.

The one in front of him is the Lord who kills without blinking, how dare he say no!

"It's good if you don't dare. Why are you stupid? Just call me!"

It’s just a shameful life, it’s fine if you die!

If I die, I will feel more relaxed. With Man Chong's political sense, he has already smelled an unusual smell.

This is Sikong's family matter!

There are many types of whipping, one is a vine whip, which makes you feel comfortable when you hit it, and the other is an iron whip, which can be broken and killed in minutes when you hit it.

There is also a kind of iron whip that is not only light enough, but it cannot kill a person with a few strokes, but also has barbs. If you whip it a few strokes, you can bring out a pound of meat if you don’t die.

Sure enough, when the prisoner whipped the first time, the dead soldier screamed like a wild boar. The prisoner couldn't help but close his eyes, and Man Chong seemed to be enjoying a musical and was smiling and eating green onions on his hands.

"Say, I say, I say everything!"

"Stop!" Man Chong waved his hand, and the two whip-holders took back the whip.

The dead man in front of him is no longer a human being. He has no good meat on his body except his face.

"Will you be fine if you say it earlier? Why should you suffer this extreme punishment? If you have something to say, I don't have that much time."

The dead soldier choked and said intermittently: "I, we all took Yang... Yang Xiao's orders, I hope you can give me some fun!"

After hearing this, Man Chong's face suddenly became gloomy. He put the bowl on the food collapse and walked out of the prison with a silent face.

"Mr. Fujun, how do you deal with this person?"

Man Chong came back to his senses and glanced at the dead soldier who had almost breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Save his life, maybe it will be useful next!"

"yes!"

Man Chong walked out of Xudu Prison and finally saw the sunshine.

The sun had just risen to the top of the mountain, hidden by the bright red morning glow, and the sunlight shone down from the cracks of the clouds, like countless giant dragons spewing golden waterfalls.

Even if what Man Chong did was too dark, it could not block his love for light.

"Come here, bring a group of soldiers and follow me to Yang's mansion!"

After a while, the hundreds of black-armored soldiers set out from the Xudu County Government and rushed to the inner city in a grand manner.

In the inner city, there is Sikong Mansion, and naturally there is Yang Mansion.

Everyone in the city was alarmed, hundreds of people and hundreds of riders, and the sound of horses trampling on them, even in the imperial city, can be heard!

Outside Yang Mansion!

A soldier from Xu Duling rudely knocked on the gate of the Yang Mansion with the spear in his hand.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

"Who? I don't know who my master is early in the morning?"

Who is it?

Man Chong curled a sneering mouth shape from the corner of his mouth. It’s useless to be the king of heaven!

Scream~

As soon as the door of the mansion opened, teams of people prepared outside the door pushed the door open roughly and rushed in.

"Who are you? Are there any kingly laws? This is the Taiwei Mansion!" The old butler who fell to the ground almost sprayed his saliva on the head of the plump.

"There is sufficient evidence on the surface. The noble son is involved in the assassination of Mr. Cao Qi. I also ask your mansion to keep it open. I will give you a stick of incense. After one stick of incense, I will go to the mansion to search!"

The butler obviously knew who the great god in front of him was, so he swallowed his saliva and crawled back with a piss.

"Call me quickly, call me quickly, something big happened!"

The Yang Mansion is like a pot of boiling water now. Not only are the servants in panic all day long, but seeing Man Chong's attitude is no different from raiding the house, he is blocked tightly by him.

The most frightened person was naturally Yang Xiao, and Man Chong called him to find him! At this moment, he knelt in front of an old man, his nose and tears flowed out, and he hugged the old man's legs tightly.

"Grandpa, you must save your grandson! Can you come out alive when you take it to a place like Xudu Prison?"

"Yes, Xiao'er is still young, so you can't let him enter that kind of place." A woman also cried and knelt in front of the old man.

Yang Biao (142-225), whose courtesy name was Wenxian, was from Huayin County, Hongnong County (now east of Huayin, Shaanxi), and was now the Taiwei of the Han Dynasty.

"Hmph! Don't worry, grandson, don't you believe that Man Chong really dares to make trouble in my Yang Mansion?"

As he said that, he left the inner door alone and faced Mo Feng.

"Oh, isn't this the Grand Marshal? The polite official is!" Man Chong said respectfully, but his tone was frivolous and he didn't even get off the horse. He just compared his gestures immediately.

"Man Chong, don't be too arrogant! In the Han Rule, do you have an imperial edict?"

Imperial edict, no, what is an imperial edict?

"Haha, in Xudu, since Sikong gave me great power, some common etiquettes can be avoided, so let's avoid it! The time for an incense stick is almost here. Could it be that Grand Marshal Yang forced me to search? You know, my actions are not light or serious, and it is not good to hurt people!"

"You..." Yang Biao pointed at Man Chong, his face flushed, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"I wonder what crime my grandson committed?"

"Assassination of Mr. Cao Qi is a crime of accomplice!" Man Chong didn't want to talk too much to Yang Biao, so he just put a shit on and then talked about it.

Regarding the Yang Mansion, Man Chong knew that he could not do too much, so Yang Xiu was famous for revenge!

"All nonsense! Please be careful about the crime of treason!"

"Come here, send Taiwei Yang back to the mansion and go in and capture Yang Xiao!"

Man Chong couldn't wait! With a command, two soldiers ruled Yang Biao, while the others went straight into the mansion.

For a moment, the mess was scrambling and screaming in my ears, and the sound of broken bottles was often heard.

Finally, Yang Xiao, who screamed like a wild boar, was caught by three soldiers in tears, and tied his hands and feet and threw them directly on the horse.

Leaving away!

"Father, you want to save Xiao'er!" Yang Xiao's mother, who was crying in tears, hurriedly knelt in front of Yang Biao and cried bitterly.

"Hmph! Depending on what son you teach, Cao Zhe's son can be killed at will. Oh, please write a letter to Xiu'er quickly! He may have a way."

Yang Biao waved his hand and walked back to the mansion, but the figure was endless and bleak. This big man really doesn’t know whether his surname is Cao or Liu!

Almost at the same time, Man Chong rode his horse to Sikong Mansion and knocked on the gate of Sikong Mansion.
Chapter completed!