"Ahahaha...!" The prisoner kept laughing incessantly, paying no heed to the dwarf’s angry curses.
"Such nonsense, truly a madman."
Hearing the ear-splitting laughter, the inmates in other cells all crowded around their doors, craning their necks to look outside. They had no idea what was happening.
After laughing to his heart’s content, the prisoner walked up to the dwarf, patted his small shoulder, and said, "Well done, well done. From now on, you’re the benefactor of my family."
"If you’re going to talk, just talk—don’t touch ," the dwarf said, clearly uncomfortable with physical contact.
The prisoner paid no attention. He sat cross-legged beside him and started chatting as though they were old pals...
It turned out his na was Zhang San. When he was young, he and the Pri Minister were childhood friends. Over ten years ago, when his family was impoverished and his son gravely ill, with no path left to take, he rembered his childhood friend who had beco the Pri Minister in the Capital. He brought his wife and sickly son to the Capital to seek refuge. At first, the Pri Minister did indeed take care of them generously. But gradually, Zhang San noticed that whenever he wasn’t around, the Pri Minister would visit their ho.
One day, when he returned ho, his seriously ill son unintentionally blurted sothing that made him break out in a cold sweat.
His three-year-old son, with a bewildered look, asked him, "Father, why does Uncle often take off all his clothes and sleep with Mother?"
He scolded his son at the ti, saying, "Don’t talk nonsense! What reason would Uncle have to sleep with your mother?"
"Really, he even said Mother was so beautiful that marrying you was such a waste, living a life like this."
Upon hearing this, he felt as if the sky had collapsed. He told his son to never speak of it again.
The next day, as usual, he greeted his wife before heading out with the prescription list in hand. This ti, he decided to be cautious. Halfway out, he turned back and squatted by the door to keep watch.
The house they lived in had been purchased by the Pri Minister for their family—a single-story house in a secluded courtyard with no neighbors nearby, just their family.
So when he crouched stealthily by the door, no one noticed his presence.
After a while, sure enough, he saw the Pri Minister sneaking over, glancing around nervously as he walked—just one look at his deanor, and it was clear he was up to no good.
The Pri Minister went inside and didn’t co out for a long ti. Unable to hold back, Zhang San hunched low and crept into the house. From the inner room ca faint, intermittent moaning—mixes of pain and pleasure...
With his experience, just hearing those sounds made his mind explode. Grabbing a kitchen knife, he stord into the room.
The pair of adulterers were in the middle of their heated act and were startled to see him burst in.
"Brother, listen to —this is all a misunderstanding." The Pri Minister, completely naked, scrambled out of bed in a panic.
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Are you kidding ? He was embracing his wife, and it’s still a misunderstanding?
Without saying a word, Zhang San swung the kitchen knife at him.
The Pri Minister, being skilled and capable enough to rise to his position, quickly subdued Zhang San after a few moves.
Having already torn down their façade, the Pri Minister then killed his son, locked Zhang San in the dungeon, and made his wife his concubine.
The dwarf listened with a face full of pity and said, "The Pri Minister is truly inhuman, taking even his brother’s wife for himself."
With a buddy-buddy expression, Zhang San turned to the dwarf and said, "Exactly! I’ve been holding onto this grudge for over ten years. Today, you finally avenged . Brother, from now on, you’re my sworn brother." As he finished speaking, he couldn’t help but shed tears.
It is often said that n only cry when they’ve reached the depths of heartbreak.
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