The first navigator of the Ming Dynasty

Zheng Hai has seen a classic American movie "The Shawshank Redemption", and he decided to have a Ming Dynasty version of "The Redemption of Zheng Hai".

It is impossible to dig tunnels like Shawshank! The Ming Dynasty did not give prisoners the treatment of letting loose the wind, and where did the excavation tools come from? There were not even soup spoons, let alone tools such as hammers and shovels!

In the Ming Dynasty, although there were iron farming tools among the people, there were none in the prison cells. Zheng Hai wanted to follow Shawshank's example of digging tunnels to escape, which was obviously too unrealistic!

The floor of the cell was slate, and there was not even a piece of iron, so he could not dig tunnels. The fence and prison door as thick as an arm could not be broken even by Zheng Hai, a special soldier in his previous life.

Prison break is not something that can be achieved with a hot head.

Zheng Hai lay on the straw floor of the cell, looked at the torches illuminated in the cell, and closed his eyes in a trance.

The torches in the cell were extinguished at some point, and when Zheng Hai opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

Zheng Hai woke up and groped his cell again. The floor is tightly fitted, and although the cement is not used between the two stone slabs, it is not as hard as cement.

He also touched the wooden fence of the cell, and none of them were moth-eaten and rotten, and seemed to have been specially roasted and very strong.

The chains on the doors are made of fine iron, and the locks are made of iron. However, looking at the appearance of this iron lock, Zheng Hai had some ideas.

Perhaps, he can find a wire and try to open it, this lock in the Ming Dynasty is not a Luban lock, it should be difficult for him.

Except for a pair of wooden chopsticks for eating, a porcelain bowl, and a wooden barrel, Zheng Hai could not find any iron products, except for the chains on his hands.

The prisoners had too much time to sleep except for eating. Eating, drinking, and sleeping, most of the condemned prisoners are waiting for death.

And Zheng Hai didn't want to die, so he familiarized himself with his cell over and over again.

From the floor to the fence to the straw lying down, he touched it all over. As a result, he still did not find a single piece of iron, not even a nail.

"Death row prisoner, don't toss! Accept your fate, others have already thought of the method you have thought of! You can't get out!" The cell diagonally opposite saw Zheng Hai flipping up and down in the cell, touching around, and someone saw his thoughts.

"Eh, death row prisoner, are you the leader of that little beggar's gang? Why are you so

young!" "It's a pity to go on death row at such a young age!" The

prisoners who had nothing to do were very curious about Zheng Hai, and they were gossiping nonsense.

"Little brother, what's your name?" an old prisoner asked Zheng Hai.

"Zheng Hai. Another

prisoner asked curiously: "I said Zheng Hai, how did you become a death row prisoner at such a young age?

Did you be framed, or did you kill someone?" Zheng Hai looked at the cell next door and replied: "Both sides, both because I was framed and because I killed someone, I did kill someone." However, it was someone else who wanted to kill me, and I killed him. The

old prisoner who asked Zheng Hai's name just now said, "Little brother, when you enter this death row, don't think about getting out alive." Don't toss, stay honest, you can't tear down this cell!"

"Old man, no one could escape from this cell before?" Zheng Hai asked.

The prisoner in the cell next to him laughed: "Hehe! This kid is really a daydream! He wants to escape after he enters death row!" Zheng

Hai's words drew a burst of ridicule from the prisoners.

However, Zheng Hai didn't care, he was not like them. Whoever resigns himself to his fate will really lose.

Zheng Hai asked again: "Old man, do you know how much time I have left?" Zheng Hai

is not afraid of not having tools, he is afraid that he will not have enough time to implement his plan, after all, prison escape is a technical job. Any successful action requires planning, preparation and implementation, all of which take time.

In the movie "The Shawshank Redemption", it took Shawshank a long time to perfect the planning and implementation process. Without sufficient time to guarantee it, no plan can be achieved even if it is perfect. Time is the most basic condition.

The old prisoner in the cell diagonally opposite did not laugh at Zheng Hai, he felt that Zheng Hai was still young after all, and it was not strange that he wanted to live.

The old prisoner replied: "It will take half a month to a month at most, and the approval of the criminal department will come down." When the time comes, you will not be far from the day when you will be beheaded. Now, you still see your family more often, and arrange all the things at home early..."

"Beheading, isn't it usually in autumn?" Zheng Hai remembered that Ge Xin said in the lobby that he would ask for beheading after the criminal department's review, so he asked more.

The old prisoner shook his head and disagreed with Zheng Hai's statement: "That's not necessarily! I don't know how many prisoners have been executed in the past ten years, but not all in the autumn. Take April as an example, I heard from the jailer that a Korean family in Yingtianfu was raided and beheaded. The Death Row Department cut down the death row inmates together when dealing with those high-ranking officials. This situation is also common!"

When Zheng Hai heard this, and such things, his heart began to feel worried.

It is now the twenty-third year of Hongwu, and the Korean prince that the old prisoner said should be Li Shanchang. Many people have been implicated in this Li Shanchang case, and maybe someone will be arrested and beheaded every month. This jailbreak still has to be planned and implemented quickly.

"Brother Hai, Brother Hai, I've come to see you!" Zheng Hai's

eyes lit up when he heard Xiao Diyun's voice. Little Diyun can do a lot for him, and getting out of here is not so difficult!

"Little beggar, here you are again!" The prisoners in the cell greeted the little beggar from time to time.

To Zheng Hai's surprise, Xiao Diyun combed his hair and changed his clothes, looking like a little scholar.

The little beggar's hair was no longer unkempt, his clothes were no longer tattered beggar's clothes, and his face was clean, apparently groomed and groomed by the horses and he.

Xiao Diyun was carrying a wooden food box in both hands, which was the same food box that Ma He carried yesterday.

However, it was a little difficult for Xiao Diyun to carry it, after all, Xiao Diyun was only nine years old, thin and small.

The jailer opened the door for the little beggar with the food box, and when the little beggar entered the cell, he locked the door again.

A jailer whispered to the cell head, "Cell boss, is it appropriate for us to do this?" The adults in front of him asked to watch him carefully, let them do this, will it be..."

"It's not the first time! We are staying here, where is there more oil and water in front of them! Don't you want people to send us some oil and water?"

The cell boss glared, and said: "The face of the Yan Wangfu is always given." As long as there is no chaos, who will care about our business. Tell them to keep an

eye on it!" "Yes, yes, I told the brothers to keep an eye on it!" Xiao

Diyun brought Ma and the food prepared for Zheng Hai, but this time the meal was not as good as the last time.

When I opened the food box, the first layer was still steamed bread, the second layer was rice, and the third was a vegetarian dish and a meat dish. No roast chicken, no wine. However, compared to the mixture of steamed buns and rice and water in the cell, this is already many times better!

At this time, it was already noon, and Zheng Hai was already hungry.

Zheng Hai is a person who is accustomed to three meals a day, and even after passing through the Ming Dynasty, he also has modern regular eating habits. For the common two-meal system in the Ming Dynasty, he was still a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

Of course, the first meal of the Ming Dynasty was not lunch, but Zheng Hai couldn't eat the prison meal for the first time, so he only forced himself to eat a little.

With a good meal, Zheng Hai naturally had a great appetite, and picked up the rice and ate it.

While eating, Zheng Hai asked Xiao Diyun: "Xiaoyun, have

you eaten?" Do you want to eat together?" Xiao Diyun said that he had already eaten, and he did not eat again. just silently watched Zheng Hai eat, although he didn't cry anymore, but his face was still crying.

"Brother Hai, I'm sorry for you..."

"Come on, your life is still saved by you!" Zheng Hai didn't let Xiao Diyun continue, "You treat me as your eldest brother, don't cry, don't apologize!" Zheng Hai

ate the food cleanly, quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and put them back in the food box brought by Xiao Diyun.

He whispered to Xiao Diyun: "If you feel sorry for me, then you can help me do something!" As

soon as Xiao Diyun heard that Zheng Hai wanted him to do something, he quickly nodded and responded: "Brother Hai, you say! I will definitely help you..."

Be quiet!" Zheng Hai gently covered Xiao Diyun's mouth, then leaned into Xiao Diyun's ear and whispered.

Xiao Diyun listened carefully to Zheng Hai's words and nodded from time to time, but looked at Zheng Hai with some confusion after listening.

Xiao Diyun asked softly: "Brother Hai, I can ask Brother Sanbao for this wine, but this embroidery needle and pearl hairpin, aren't these things for girls? Brother Hai, what do you want these for?"

"You just help me get it, you don't care about the rest! There are some things you don't know better." Zheng Hai didn't answer Di Yun's question, and told again: "Xiaoyun, remember my words, don't tell others."

Seeing the jailer coming over, Zheng Hai handed the food box to Xiao Diyun, and said loudly: "Listen to Ma He's words carefully, it's almost time, you should go back!" Xiao Diyun

walked out of the prison cell with the food box in his hand, and as soon as he went out, he met several soldiers with knives, one of whom was a strong man wearing a luxurious brocade. His clothes were beautifully ornamented, like a fish, like a snake, and had horns.

Xiao Diyun had never seen such gorgeous clothes, nor had he seen such a strange pattern, so he looked at it twice.

He didn't know that this was the flying fish suit given by the emperor, and only the meritorious brocade guards around the emperor could wear the flying fish suit.

When he found that he was stared at by little Diyun, the man glared at Diyun.

Xiao Diyun was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped aside, not daring to look at the man again.

The strong man in the flying fish suit asked the cell head, "How can there be such a child in the cell, and what does he do?"

The cell head replied with a smile: "Hui Song, Lord Song, this is here to visit the prison." Please forgive me, my lord, please inside!" As

he walked inside, the strong man in brocade asked, "What kind of prisoner is that child visiting?"

The cell boss replied while laughing while walking, "Your Excellency, you are a death row prisoner in the prison." The prisoner who just came in was named Zheng Hai. The

brocade-clothed man surnamed Song hurriedly said to one of his subordinates: "You follow the little beggar just now, don't disturb him, see if he has anything suspicious." A

strong man in civilian clothes quickly left, and the others followed the cell boss into the cell.