Without giving everyone too much time to wait, after branding the last one, the man grabbed the sweat shirt next to him and wiped his sweat. He shouted:
"Next group!"
The person holding the booklet next to him looked at the page he had opened and said to the man:
"They are the family of the Gu family, a doctor in the Ministry of Revenue. They are sentenced to the fourth degree of punishment."
The man took a sip from the wine jug on the table and nodded.
"Well, let's get started!"
Everyone was confused. What is the fourth degree of punishment?
In the Chu Dynasty, there were five levels of punishment for serious crimes. The first level was to have men torn apart by chariots, and women and children to be disabled and forced to become prostitutes.
The second-class punishment was beheading of males, branding of slaves on the foreheads of women and children, and exile.
The third level of punishment is beheading of males, branding of slaves behind the ears of women and children, and exile.
The fourth level of punishment is beheading of males, branding of women and children on their arms with slave marks, and exile.
The fifth level of punishment was to brand the male with a slave mark on his arm and the female and young children with a slave mark on their feet, and to be enslaved for three generations.
Even Wen Xi herself started to panic. Not to mention whether the mark on her forehead would look good or not, if it got inflamed, it could be fatal!
"Gu Huangshi! Huang Baixiu!"
When the first name came out, Madam Gu fainted immediately.
Because that's her real name.
The yamen runners came over as if nothing had happened and directly carried the man up. The other branches of the Gu family had no time to care about the old lady at this time, as they were all worried about themselves.
The bailiff lifted up Mrs. Gu's sleeve and pressed the branding iron on her.
"ah……"
The old lady was immediately woken up by the scalding.
"Next, Gu Baishi, Bai Lanzhi"
Before Bai could even faint, she was pulled over. She was branded firmly. She wasn't even given a chance to catch her breath.
The whole process takes one person five seconds at most, which is quite efficient.
Soon it was Wen Xi's turn. She opened her eyes and closed them, shivering, and walked out the door holding her arm, which smelled slightly of barbecue.
Fortunately, fortunately, although the pain was so severe that her teeth were chattering, Wen Xi was still thankful. Because it was her arm, it was easier to care for, and the chance of her dying was greatly reduced.
And perhaps because it was a child, its vitality was relatively weak, so the man relaxed his grip and only poked it lightly. Otherwise, there would be some injuries.
Aunt Mao was the first to come out. She was also covered in cold sweat and her mouth was pale. When she saw Wen Xi coming out, she didn't care about her arm, and quickly pulled her into her arms, patting her back gently.
"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt, Auntie will blow on it for you."
He carefully lifted Wen Xi's sleeve and blew on it.
It was like a gentle breeze on a sweltering summer day, blowing directly into Wen Xi's heart. All the bad luck that had happened since the car accident seemed to be healed at this moment.
Wen Xi sniffed her sour nose and hugged Aunt Mao:
"Auntie, I don't feel any pain. He just burned me lightly."
Aunt Mao touched Wen Xi's face with tears and laughter, and looked towards the door because Gu Shengmo was still inside.
This night was extremely difficult, and the aftereffects of the burns were more obvious than when they first occurred.
The entire prison was filled with wailing.
Wen Xi touched her brother's face. Such a young child hadn't cried once since returning. He was so sensible that it made her heart ache.
I hit my head in frustration, regretting not looking for some medicine. But I was a novice time traveler, and even if I were given another chance, I wouldn't be able to understand the medicine here!
I could only give him something good to eat, at least to provide him with some nutrition. Suddenly, I remembered the gourd of bird's nest that I had filled.
She quietly took it out, but the gourd was too hot to drink right away. Wen Xi could only place it on the ground next to her to let it cool naturally.
Because there's no bowl, and even if I had one, I wouldn't dare use it. The bowl's mouth is too wide, and the smell easily escapes. A gourd is much better, with a small mouth, so you can drink quickly once you open it, and the smell won't escape easily. More importantly, the smell in the cell is now as strong as a public toilet, so strong that it's almost impossible to smell anything else.
A long time passed in this half-asleep and half-awake state. Wen Xi struggled to open her sore eyes, picked up the gourd and touched it. It was warm.
I uncorked it and took a careful sip. It was the perfect temperature, neither too hot nor too cold.
He patted his aunt who was in pain and couldn't sleep.
"Aunt, I have something to drink. Please help me up."
Aunt Mao did as she was told subconsciously. Wen Xi felt towards the darkness and found her brother's head. She smiled silently.
"Sister..."
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