The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Chapter 474: Deprivation of Name



Chapter 474: Deprivation of Name

"Why the hell are you so slow?!"

The waiter brought three jars of wine and just as he put them on the table, Zhao Hu slapped him in the face, leaving a red palm print with a little blood. Zhao Hu's voice and expression were fierce, and his square face and sharp eyes made people feel cold.

The waiter said that he had specially picked out three jars of good wine for the two gentlemen. Hearing the flattery, Zhao Hu's expression softened and he asked the waiter to go down quickly so as not to offend the two brothers.

The two officers were tall, with strong backs and slim waists, and had a strong aura. They had actually killed people before. The ends of their killing sticks were inlaid with iron edges and had sharp spikes with dried blood on them.

Looking at Zhang Long's machete again, it was no less ferocious. The blade was a mixture of red and white, and had a fishy smell, as if it had just chopped off someone's head. The firelight contrasted with the knife's light, making people's necks feel cold.

When the two of them sat there, they were more evil than evil spirits and more fierce than fierce ghosts. All kinds of demons and monsters, please stay away and don't come near them.

While the two brothers were drinking and chatting happily, the prisoner, covered in a black robe, endured the pain in his thigh and dared not move. He stood beside the two brothers like a statue.

The waiter returned to the kitchen, brought two or three side dishes upstairs, and gently knocked on the door of Li Changxiao's guest room.

Li Changxiao took the side dish, put it on the table, and asked with a smile: "Let's eat together?"

"what?"

"It's fine."

Li Changxiao pulled the waiter into the room, gave him a set of bowls and chopsticks, and then poured himself a small bowl of wine.

He took two bites of food and put them into his mouth, telling the waiter not to be so reserved. The waiter also became bolder and took a piece of meat, looking up at Bai Yi, and seeing that he didn't show any displeasure, he slowly put it into his mouth.

During this process, he looked at Bai Yi more than ten times, feeling uneasy and unable to resist his desire. It was not until he ate a few mouthfuls of meat and drank a few sips of wine that he gradually became bolder.

"Brother, how long have you been working here?" Li Changxiao asked after a round of greetings.

"Seven or eight years." replied the waiter.

Li Changxiao asked again: "How many officials are there on weekdays?"

"Once every ten days or half a month." The waiter counted on his fingers, calculated for a moment, and replied.

After a pause, he continued, "It was about seven years ago. There were many exiled prisoners at that time, one every three or two days."

"And they are all important figures that you would never see before."

Li Changxiao was slightly interested and dug deeper into the topic.

The waiter started the conversation, and since he had a favorable impression of Li Changxiao, he continued, "When Your Majesty ascended the throne, he strictly investigated corrupt officials, and many people were implicated. Exile was considered a good thing, and many were beheaded."

Li Changxiao asked, "Since we are strictly investigating corrupt officials, why do those two dare to be so arrogant?"

"Sir, you don't know that once the official leaves the imperial city, he will be so far away from home that no one can still control him," said the waiter.

"Besides, the person being escorted this time is a wanted criminal! It's inevitable that the escort will be arrogant." The waiter looked around and lowered his voice.

"What do you mean?" Li Changxiao asked.

The waiter picked up a piece of meat and chewed it slowly, savoring the unique aroma of the meat. "Didn't you see the prisoner's attire?"

"Wearing a black robe and with his face covered in mud, this is the highest-ranking prisoner in the imperial court. His end is very miserable."

Li Changxiao filled the wine bowl for the waiter, who took a big gulp and continued, "The black robe is called a body-covering robe. Once it's put on, it's hard to tell whether it's a man or a woman. The face mud is called face-sticking mud. Once it gets on the skin, it can't be washed off with clean water and will stay on the face for life."

"Look at that prisoner. He lives like this for the rest of his life. Isn't it miserable?"

The waiter added, "This is the highest form of exile, called 'stripping of reputation', which was invented by Your Majesty after he came to power to punish corrupt officials."

"At that time, the whole country was in turmoil, and too many corrupt officials were punished at once. Some forces secretly robbed and killed the exiled teams and rescued the exiled officials..."

"For this reason, the empress ordered people to cover his face, wrap his body, and put him in shackles, so that he could slowly experience the suffering along the way and slowly appreciate the hardships of all living beings."

"Once this happens, it is as if a person's name, gender, and status are all taken away, and he becomes a criminal from then on. Therefore, this punishment is called 'stripping of name'."

The waiter talked incessantly.

Li Changxiao tapped the table with his fingers and silently recited the word "peeling name".

"The person who can be subjected to this punishment is not a simple person. He must be at least a high-ranking official in the court, and he has committed an unforgivable crime." said the waiter.

Although he was born in a humble family and was only a waiter in a shop, he had come into contact with many officials over the years and could talk a little about the affairs of the court.

I'm not sure whether it's right or not, but it's more than enough for a casual chat.

"It's okay on the road. No matter how painful it is, at least I can survive."

"Once you arrive at the place of exile, there is only one way to go, and that is death."

The waiter's face was slightly flushed, the wine was in his head, and he spoke slowly.

"What do you mean?" Li Changxiao condensed a trace of spiritual energy on his fingertips and channeled it into the waiter's spiritual platform to dispel the drunkenness in him.

The waiter didn't notice and said to himself: "Exiles have no right to live in a house, so they need to sleep in the stable."

"I once got up in the middle of the night to feed the horses, and in the stable, I saw a prisoner who had been stripped of his name."

"Under the black robe, there was a rope wrapped around half of the body. Later I learned that the rope was called 'Sin'. One sin was five meters long and was made of a special material."

"It is said that this rope will take root when it comes into contact with flesh. Once it wraps around something, it cannot be removed. Some people have committed many crimes, and the ropes they use can be tens of meters long."

"It's tied tightly."

"The official I saw that day was crawling on the ground, rubbing the rope against the corner of the wall. His flesh and blood were a mess, and the rope was not loose at all. It was extremely tragic."

"Sir, tell me, can this person still survive?"

The waiter murmured, "The punishment of 'stripping of name' is much more severe than beheading. From the moment the name is stripped, the prisoner is doomed to die. During the exile, there are still officials to take care of him."

“Even if it’s painful, it won’t lead to death. But when they reach their destination, the officers will just walk away. But what about the prisoners?”

"My face was covered, my body was blocked, and my body was tied up. I had no ability to live or work. In the end, I only had two choices."

"Beg like a beggar, or simply wait to die."

"Whether you're praying or waiting to die, you won't live long. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you were once a high-ranking official, but in the end, you can't even die as a human being."

"Sir, tell me, which is more serious, beheading or stripping of reputation?" asked the waiter.

"It is true that stripping the reputation is more important." Li Changxiao thought for a moment and agreed with the waiter.

The empress of Dayu is truly a talent. Although the punishment is severe, it does not hurt the body at all.

only…

Who will be punished like this?


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