Start from the Martial Arts

"Hiss~"

Fang Xiu scooped up a handful of clear water from the copper basin, and the icy cold made him sober up a lot.

The young man reflected in the water had delicate eyebrows and eyes, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a lacquered cloth crown.

Looking down, he was wearing a light blue black servant's suit, a red cloth belt around his waist, and white black straight boots on his feet.

"Bad news, I failed the civil service exam."

"Good news, I traveled through time and got a hereditary position."

"Although I like jade feet, I don't want to be a jailer..." Fang Xiu quickly accepted the fact that he traveled through time, and he still had the heart to complain.

I read a lot of novels and TV dramas about time travel in my previous life.

At this time, some memories emerged in my mind.

A few days ago, a martial arts master broke into the prison. Although he was stopped outside, Fang Xiu's father was unlucky and happened to be on duty. As soon as he walked to the door of the prison, he was stabbed in the throat by a martial arts master and died on the spot.

The household registration of jailers is passed down from generation to generation, and the father dies and the son inherits.

Fang Xiu became a jailer because of this.

He was weak in body, and after being in such a dark and dirty environment for a long time, he caught a cold.

He died after only three months of work.

"Cough cough cough... I feel so weak!"

The cold wind blew into the lounge through the gap of the window. Fang Xiu felt the cold air directly into his lungs and suddenly had a violent cough.

It is said that being an executioner, a corpse sewer, or a jailer is detrimental to one's virtue. Not only will it be difficult for oneself to die well, but it will also affect future generations.

Among Fang Xiu's colleagues, except for a few who have practiced martial arts, the others all looked sick.

"It's bad. Isn't this body good for martial arts?" Fang Xiu's heart sank.

The Yan State in this life is not the dynasty that existed in the history of the previous life.

There are martial arts masters who can go high and high and lift tripods here.

The work intensity of a jailer is not high, and there is a lot of free time to practice.

Fortunately, his father left him a house in the outer city area, and there is no problem with basic living security, which is already ahead of many people.

As long as you stay away from gambling and drugs, life won't be too difficult.

......

In the evening, Fang Xiu dragged his weak body to deliver food to the prisoners.

Prison officer Ma Sandao was a good friend of Fang Xiu's father, so the tasks assigned to him were relatively easy.

As for the heavy physical work of interrogating and torturing prisoners, others did it.

Fang Xiu carried a bucket of porridge and walked towards the dark steps leading to the underground.

The underground floor was the old prison cell, and the environment inside was very poor. In addition to the serious criminals and death row prisoners, the prisoners were poor ghosts who couldn't afford to spend money.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with triangular eyes, hooked nose, and sinister face stopped him.

"Uncle Ma?"

Fang Xiu was stunned. The person in front of him was Ma Sandao, the prison officer of Qingshi County Prison.

"Xiao Fang, when you deliver food later, give it to Zhao Daqiang in cell No. 12 last, and then mix this bag of medicine powder into the porridge."

Ma Sandao stuffed a small paper bag folded into a triangle into Fang Xiu's hand.

"Uncle Ma, what's this?" Fang Xiu was shocked.

"Someone outside gave me 20 taels of silver to make Zhao Daqiang die early, and the people above also acquiesced to this matter. After the matter is done, I will give you 5 taels of silver." Ma Sandao lowered his voice.

"This..." Fang Xiu's face changed slightly.

Speaking of Zhao Daqiang, Fang Xiu had a deep impression in his memory. This man was as strong as a bull and his attitude was extremely bad.

He did not have any psychological burden for poisoning Zhao Daqiang.

It is said that this person broke into the house to steal, and was discovered by the owner, and directly killed the whole family.

Except for some prisoners who were named by the above and asked to be taken care of, the others died, and they could find a reason of sudden illness to get away with it.

"Will you do it? If not, I will find someone else?"

Ma Sandao looked at Fang Xiu with burning eyes.

Fang Xiu paused and nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Ma, I will do it."

Ma Sandao is the biggest in this cell and is also Fang Xiu's backer, so he cannot be offended.

A few days ago, Fang Xiu was not feeling well, and it was the doctor that Ma Sandao invited to treat him.

If there was something fishy about this matter, Ma Sandao could have found someone else to take the blame, and there was no need to cheat him.

"Uncle Ma, you found a doctor for me a few days ago, and I haven't paid you back for the money for the treatment. I don't want this five taels of silver." Fang Xiu continued.

"It only cost two taels of silver to treat the doctor." Ma Sandao shook his head.

"Then the extra three taels is my nephew's filial piety to you."

Fang Xiu was very polite.

"No need, your father and I have been friends for decades, and a few taels of silver are nothing. Remember not to reveal any flaws later, just do it as usual." Ma Sandao reminded.

"I can save it, thank you Uncle Ma."

Fang Xiu nodded and went to deliver dinner to the prisoners.

The wooden barrel was filled with porridge, mixed with something similar to bran.

The current Taizu had set a rule that the clothing and food of prisoners would be provided by the state.

The standard is to give one liter of rice per day, one quilt in winter, wash clothes regularly, lay mats regularly, prepare cold food in summer, warm beds in winter, and provide medicine for illness.

But in practice, it is a layer of exploitation.

To this day, if the prisoners in the detention room do not have family members to send money on time, they cannot even drink rice soup for two meals a day.

As for illness, if there is no money, they can only wait to die.

Even the "last meal" of the death row prisoners is still deducted by someone.

There are thirty registered jailers in Qingshi County Prison, but more than half of them are empty salaries, and they only appear when they receive their salaries throughout the year.

......

Fang Xiu walked in the dim and cold corridor. The smell of sweat, blood, feces and urine mixed together, making him feel sick.

The prisoners behind the iron fence heard the sound, and those who could move struggled to get up, holding the ceramic bowl in both hands and coming to the railing, their eyes full of desire for food.

Fang Xiu endured the nausea, scooped two spoonfuls of rice porridge from the wooden barrel, and put them into the gap of the railing.

The prisoners carefully held the bowls and scraped the rice grains on the bottom of the wooden spoon with the edge of the bowl.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu shook the wooden spoon in his hand.

If he met someone with a good attitude, he would scoop more rice grains from the bottom of the wooden barrel.

If he met someone with a bad attitude, he would scoop some clear soup on the surface.

When he approached the cell in the corner of the corridor, Fang Xiu stood in the shadow, poured the medicine powder in the triangular paper bag into the wooden barrel, and stirred it slowly.

A moment later, Fang Xiu came to the outside of cell No. 12, scooped up the rice soup, and put the wooden spoon into the gap of the railing.

"Damn it! You filthy bastard! How can this be enough for me to eat! Wait till I get out..."

The vicious man in the cell was covered with wounds, but he still had the strength to curse.

Zhao Daqiang stared at Fang Xiu viciously while drinking rice soup. If eyes could kill, Fang Xiu would have already fallen down.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Less than ten breaths after the rice soup was swallowed, Zhao Daqiang suddenly started to cough violently.

Soon, his eyes bulged and turned red. He covered his neck tightly, as if he was in a state of suffocation. He slapped his chest hard, and the rice soup spurted out of his mouth and nostrils.

Plop!

The whole process lasted less than twenty breaths, and Zhao Daqiang fell on his back, twitching all over.

"It works so quickly?"

Fang Xiu was shocked.

At this time, a fist-sized white light ball appeared above Zhao Daqiang's head.

"Hmm?!"

The ball of light flew towards Fang Xiu with a whiz. Before he could react, the ball of light entered his body.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu was in a trance.

It was as if he was in the sky. The sky and the earth were all white. From the depths of the clouds, the sound of the avenue came out. The majestic palace was looming.

A scroll of inscriptions and pictures with colorful clouds fell from the palace.

The cover was engraved with three big characters that Fang Xiu had never seen before, but he could understand the meaning:

The Book of Destiny.

Fang Xiu looked at it carefully, and the book of destiny turned a page. He saw that the page was shrouded in black air, and lines of small characters vaguely emerged.

[Owner: Fang Xiu (not in the rank)]

[Destiny: Weak and sickly]

[Rank: Black·Not in the rank]

[Effect: Congenital deficiency, weak body, many diseases, life span is not more than 40 (can be improved)]

"Destiny... Weak and sickly?!" Fang Xiu's heart sank.

"No wonder my health is so poor!"

At this moment, a white ball of light flew out of Zhao Daqiang's body and appeared above the Book of Destiny.

"This is..."

Fang Xiu's eyes were dazed for a while, and his consciousness seemed to merge into the white ball of light.

Zhao Daqiang's life quickly emerged in a revolving lantern and was recorded in the Book of Destiny.

[Zhao Daqiang, born in a fishing village on the shore of Yunmeng Lake, east of Qingshi County, on July 7, the 20th year of Taihe, in the 812th year of Dayan. He was born in a poor family, but was born strong and powerful, with strength far exceeding that of ordinary people. ]

[At the age of thirteen, the 'Red Blood Carp King' appeared in Yunmeng Lake. The wealthy 'Wang Family' in Qingshi County forced fishermen to go into the water to fish in the cold winter, and Zhao Daqiang's parents froze to death in the lake. ]

[In order to stop his younger brothers and sisters from being bullied, Zhao Daqiang joined the Money Gang and followed the leader of the Money Gang to collect membership fees at the fish market, and took good care of people in the same village. ]

[At the age of seventeen, Zhao Daqiang decided to learn martial arts after witnessing the leader of the Money Gang offending a martial artist and having his legs broken in the street. In order to save enough money, he began to squeeze the fishermen in the fishing village desperately, and the villagers called him "Zhao Baopi" behind his back. ]

[At the age of twenty-four, Zhao Daqiang entered the second level of body forging, the Refining Flesh Realm, became the fifth leader of the Money Gang, and began to take over the fish market. ]

[Under his influence, his younger brother Zhao Xiaosheng also joined the Money Gang, and his methods were even more vicious. He would break the hands and feet of fishermen who sold red blood carp privately without going through the fish market. ]

[At the age of twenty-seven, in order to curry favor with the powerful, Zhao Daqiang gave his younger sister to the third son of the Wang family as a concubine. ]

[At the age of thirty, Zhao Daqiang was stuck in the Refining Flesh Realm and could not break through the Yijin. He learned from the grapevine that the Zhou family, a wealthy family in Ping'an Town, had a profound secret book passed down by the innate master, so without distinguishing the truth from the false, he teamed up with Jiang Ming, the fourth leader of the Money Gang, to sneak into the Zhou family late at night and kill all twenty-eight members of the Zhou family. 】

【After plundering some of Zhou's property, Zhao Daqiang fled and hid him in a dilapidated temple in the west of the city. He was later captured alive by the chief constable of Qingshi County. 】

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【Borrowed the fate of 'strong and healthy'】