Chapter 315 Distressed
Since ancient times, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, even the quarry where prisoners are exiled is no exception.
Here, all the official ranks of the past have become a thing of the past. When you move your hands, whoever is strong will have the right to speak.
Jin Sandou was also a young man in the yamen in the early days. Because of the slightness of people, he had to come to the quarry to manage exiles.
But this gave him a surprise. Here, he is the intermediary between the quarry and the outside world, and is responsible for distributing the food given above. People have to rely on him in order to survive.
An insignificant existence in the orthodox world has now become the king of the mountain, which makes Jin Sandou taste the sweetness, and even likes this kind of life.
Of course, his ability to dominate is not only because of his official title, but also has a lot to do with his own ruthless methods.
Living in the quarry for many years, Jin Sandou had already had his own way of beating up newcomers, but he had tried Bailing's method, and unexpectedly encountered a stumbling block on Si Zhong.
Si Zhong pinched Jin Sandou's neck with one hand, watching him lose his vitality little by little, with a calm expression on his face.
People around, some are eager to try and want to help, and some are oppressed by Jin Sandou on weekdays, but now they want to watch the excitement.
Just when Jin Sandou's face turned from white to blue, Si Zhong suddenly let go of his hand, and Jin Sandou collapsed on the ground like mud, which didn't have the prestige just now.
Jin Sandou exhaled forcefully, and finally recovered. Before Si Zhong let go, he felt that his soul was about to go out of his body.
Seeing that he was fine, Jin Sandou's younger brothers surrounded him one after another, asking questions in a hurry.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Jin San had nowhere to vent his anger, so he pushed the one closest to him, and said angrily.
"Why are you all staring blankly, why don't you hold him down quickly."
Seeing this, Jin Sandou felt that he was losing face, and yelled at Si Zhong.
"See what you can do. If you have the ability, don't eat. Don't come and beg me when you're starving to death. It won't be easy to call grandpa."
As soon as he finished speaking, Si Zhong grabbed a broken piece of wood from the dilapidated wooden door, and threw it behind him with a "swish".
The long piece of wood shot straight into the wall next to Jin Sandou
Si Zhong carried his own things and said without looking back.
"If you still want to live, don't bother me."
For a while, a quiet needle drop could be heard in the room.
After Si Zhong went out, he found a higher spot and sat on the floor.
The weather is still warm today, and it’s okay to sleep outside, but winter must be tough.
Thinking about winter in a month's time, Si Zhong's first reaction is not what to do when the time comes, but...
He didn't know if he'd survive until then.
The environment is difficult, and people can still overcome it, but if the heart is suffering and there is no hope of life, it is really a dead end.
Si Zhong took off the sachet from his waist with a blank expression, stuffed it into his chest, then closed his clothes and lay down.
Since entering the imperial court, he has had countless blood stains on his hands, but he has never felt so guilty like this moment.
After all, he has envisioned his own ending countless times. Whether it is a lonely life or dying on the street, it is all retribution, but he never thought that Li Qingyan would leave him first, and it was because of him.
Whenever he thinks of this, he feels dense pain in his heart, and it becomes difficult to breathe.
(end of this chapter)