When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 474: Deprivation of Name

"Why the hell are you so slow?!"

The waiter brought three jars of wine and as soon as he put them on the table, he was slapped in the face by Zhao Hu. The palm prints were red and slightly bloodshot. Zhao Hu's voice and expression were both stern, coupled with his square face and sharp eyes, his glare made people's hearts tremble.

The waiter said that he specially selected three jars of good wine for the two brothers. After hearing the flattery, Zhao Hu's expression softened and asked the waiter to get down quickly and not to get in the eyes of the two brothers.

These two officers were tall, with a tiger's back and a wasp's waist. They had a strong aura and had really killed people. The two ends of the killing stick were lined with iron edges and had spikes. There were dried blood on the spikes.

Look at Zhang Long's machete again. It's not weak at all. The blade is a mixture of red and white, with a fishy odor, as if it just chopped off a person's head. The firelight contrasts with the light of the knife, and it stabs the person's neck with chills.

When the two of them sit facing each other, they are more evil than evil ghosts and more powerful than fierce ghosts. All monsters and monsters should go to the upper side and don't come to the side.

While the two brothers were drinking and chatting happily, the prisoner, who was covered in black robes, endured the throbbing pain in his thigh and did not dare to move. He stood beside them like a statue.

The waiter returned to the kitchen, carried three or two small dishes upstairs, and gently opened Li Changxiao's guest room.

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

"ah?"

"It's fine."

Li Changxiao pulled the waiter into the room, gave him a bowl and chopsticks, and then poured a small bowl of wine on his own.

Take two bites of the dish and put it in your mouth, so that the waiter doesn't have to be cautious. The waiter in the shop was a little bolder, picked up a piece of meat, looked up at Baiyi, and saw that there was no displeasure on his face, then slowly put it into his mouth.

During this process, he looked at Baiyi more than ten times, feeling uneasy and unbearable. It wasn't until he ate a few bites 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 while of greetings.

"It's been seven or eight years," the waiter replied.

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

"Ten days and a half, you can get it once." The waiter clapped his fingers, considered for a moment, and replied.

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

"And they are all big shots that you would never meet before."

Li Changxiao was slightly interested and dug into this topic.

The waiter started the conversation and had a good impression of Li Changxiao, so he continued: "It seems that His Majesty ascended the throne at that time and strictly investigated corrupt officials. Many people were involved. Exile is not a bad idea, and there were many beheadings."

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

"My guest, you don't know something. Once the officials leave the imperial city, the sky is high and the water is far away. Can they still control them?" the waiter said.

"Besides, the person being charged this time is a serious offender! The security guard is inevitably arrogant." The waiter looked around and lowered his voice a bit.

"How do you say it?" Li Changxiao asked.

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

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

Li Changxiao filled the wine bowl for the waiter. The waiter took a big sip and continued: "That black robe is called a body-covering robe. Once you put it on, you can't tell whether you are a man or a woman. The mud on your face is called muddy face. If it touches the skin and flesh, it will be covered with water." If you can’t wash it off, it will remain on your face for life.”

"Look at that prisoner, he's been like this all his life, why isn't he miserable?"

The waiter added: "This is the highest punishment of exile. It is called 'name stripping'. It was a punishment invented by His Majesty to punish corrupt officials after he came to power."

"The world was still in chaos at that time, and too many corrupt officials were punished at once. Some forces secretly robbed and killed the exiled troops and rescued the exiled officials..."

"For this reason, the empress ordered people to cover her face, wrap her body, and then put her feet in shackles. She will slowly appreciate the suffering along the way and the hardships of all living beings."

"Once this happens, it is as if a person's name, gender, and status have been stripped away, and he is just a prisoner from now on. Therefore, the punishment is called 'name stripping'."

The waiter kept talking.

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

"The person who can use this punishment is not a simple person. At least he is a high official in the court and has committed an unforgivable crime." The waiter said.

Although he came from a humble background and was just a waiter in a store, over the years he had come into contact with many officials and people, and he was able to tell a lot about the affairs of the court.

I'm not sure if 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 still survive."

"When we reach the place of exile, there is only one way to die."

The waiter's face was slightly red, the wine was on his mind, and he spoke slowly.

"How do you say this?" Li Changxiao condensed a trace of spiritual energy on his fingertips and poured it into the waiter's spiritual platform to dispel some of his drunkenness.

The waiter didn't pay attention and said to himself: "Exiled people have no chance to live in a house and need to sleep in a stable."

"I once got up in the middle of the night to feed the horses, and in the stable I saw a prisoner who was being punished by being 'named off'."

"Under the black robe, half of the body was wrapped with a rope. I later learned that this rope was called 'Sin'. Each sin is five meters long and is made of special materials."

"It is rumored that this rope will take root in the flesh. Once it is entangled, it cannot be removed. Some characters have committed many crimes, and the rope of sin is so long that it can even be tens of meters long."

"Tie it up firmly."

"The official I saw that day was lying on the ground, rubbing the rope with the corner of the wall. His flesh and blood were bloody, and the rope was not loose. It was extremely miserable."

"Sir, tell me, can you still live like this?"

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

"Even if it is painful, he will not die, but when he arrives at the destination, the officials will pat their butts and leave, but what about the prisoner?"

"The face is covered, the body is blocked, and the body is tied. He has no ability to live or work. In the end, there are only two choices."

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

"Whether praying or waiting to die, you can't live long. Tsk tsk tsk, he used to be a high official, but in the end he couldn't even die in the appearance of a human being."

"Sir, tell me, is beheading heavier or stripping of name heavier?" asked the waiter.

"Stripping of name is really heavier." Li Changxiao thought for a moment and agreed with the waiter.

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

But...

Who will be punished like this?

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