Han Du stood there and held on, his eyes fixed on the backs of the two jailers. It wasn't until the two of them disappeared from around the corner that they felt their legs weaken, and they lost control and sat on the ground.
His chest kept rising and falling, and he breathed in desperately. This is not a desire for air, this is a desire for survival, which at this moment transcends everything.
It's not like Han Du has never seen dead people. He's seen a lot of them on TV and in movies. He's even seen drone operations and scenes where dozens of people's limbs were flying after a missile.
But seeing it is one thing, experiencing it personally is another.
When the blade came to his throat just now, Han Du felt a huge fear in his heart, as if his blood was completely frozen by the cold blade. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and held on with an unyielding momentum, he would have fallen to his knees just now. On the ground.
Having faced death, one naturally desires to live even more.
But how can we survive?
Han Du turned to look at his father, a dignified second-grade minister of household affairs. If this had arrived a few years earlier, wouldn't he be walking sideways in the capital?
Even if you can't bully men and dominate women, at least you can go out and hug each other and listen to music all day long, so that's no problem, right?
But Han Du had not enjoyed such a happy life for even a day before he had to face the fate of being beheaded.
Han Du sighed at his father and looked away. He didn't know what his father was thinking at that time, insisting on breaking the window paper of Bao Chao alone, so that his whole family would end up like this. Who is Zhu Yuanzhang? He is a wolf who kills officials regardless of individual status and criticism.
In this court, whether it is the ministers who are on the same level as my father, or the officials of various ministries, there are so many "dressed beasts", which one is not a human spirit? Don’t they know the disadvantages of treasure money? They knew it, but they didn't dare to say it, and they didn't dare to prick Zhu Yuanzhang's abscess.
It was only his father who stupidly bumped into him and sent the whole family to this prison.
Zhu Yuanzhang knew nothing about treasure money, and Han Du lay sprawled on the ground with a trace of ridicule on his lips.
Zhu Yuanzhang would only print treasure banknotes to excess, thinking that what he printed was money. How would he know what a credit system is and what value expression is. Without bundling gold, silver and treasure banknotes, treasure banknotes would sooner or later become a piece of waste paper. , something that is too hard to wipe your butt.
Blissful to his soul, Han Du was so excited that he sat up from the ground in an instant.
"It doesn't matter if Lao Zhu doesn't know. I know. Although Han Du doesn't understand the financial system very well, he lives in the information age. He occasionally receives push information and has more or less understanding. Maybe I can rely on these past experiences. Use common sense to find a way out?"
He did it as soon as he thought of it. Without pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Han Du simply took off a piece of his clothes to use as paper, and bit his finger cruelly.
"All things have pros and cons, and the same goes for treasures. If used well, it will be like a magic sword, enough to convince all parties; if used improperly, it will be like the scorching sun and the people's hearts will be boiling..." .
Kneeling on the ground for a long time made Han Du's limbs a little stiff, and his fingers bled too much, making his originally pale face even paler. However, he gritted his teeth and persisted in reading it carefully from beginning to end. When he felt that there was no problem, he folded and put away the clothes. Moreover, Han Du also left a note at the end, trying to arouse Lao Zhu's curiosity. . As long as Lao Zhu's curiosity is aroused, his chance of survival will come.
"I didn't expect you, Du'er, to have such a deep understanding of Baochao."
Han Du turned around and saw his father's face full of regret and sorrow.
"Dad, when did you come?"
"I've been here a long time ago. When I saw you surprised, I thought something was wrong with you, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect that you were telling the pros and cons of the money. You wanted to write to the emperor and earn money for your family. A way to survive?"
Han Du nodded and said, "Dad, look at it. If the emperor sees this, will he absolve you of your guilt?"
Han De waved his hand and pushed back the clothes handed over by Han Du, "When you were writing just now, my father had finished reading it and thought about it carefully. Your understanding of treasure money is indeed deeper than that of my father. If you had written it for me, If my father is playing these words, maybe your majesty will not be offended."
Han Du's face showed joy after hearing this. After struggling for so long, he finally saw the hope of life.
But Hande's next words pushed his hopes into the dirt.
"But now that His Majesty is in a rage because of the treasure incident, I am not sure whether he will read your letter again, or whether he will be more exposed or calm down after reading it."
"And we are trapped in a prison now. How can you take your petition out and let His Majesty see it?"
When Han Du heard this, his face turned pale, and the hope he had just ignited was extinguished by a basin of cold water.
Dad is right, how can I take my things out and let Lao Zhu see them?
By the jailer? This doesn't work, not to mention that the jailer can't see Lao Zhu at all, just because he was head-on with the two jailers just now. If the two jailers knew what he was thinking, let alone helping him, they would definitely destroy the clothes in his hands as soon as possible to completely cut off his hope.
"Dad, you have been an official for so many years, but you haven't had a good friend? He doesn't come to see you?" Han Du asked with hope in his eyes. This is the only way Han Du can think of. Only senior officials at the same level as his father can see Lao Zhu in a short time.
Han De's frustrated face instantly turned red, and he waved his hands angrily, "I am an honest official, and I disdain to be complicit with those ungrateful people." After saying that, he turned around and walked to his old wife, ignoring Han Du.
Han Du was choked by his father, and it seemed that this road was also cut off. Thinking about it, if my father had friends in the court, he would definitely discuss it with his friends more than once if he wanted to report to Zhu Yuanzhang the idea of abolishing the treasure banknotes. Whenever this friend has some conscience, he will remind Han De and will not let him rush in all of a sudden.
What do you mean by being different from others? It was just a one-on-one fight in the court.
The information channel is cut off. Even if the thing in his hand is very good, if Lao Zhu can't see it, it will not help his fate of being killed.
However, Han Du still carefully put the clothes in his arms. He believed that there was no perfect path and he would always find opportunities.
It was dark in the prison, and I didn't know whether it was one day or two days.
That day, a burst of noise echoed in the prison, and Han Du vaguely heard voices like adults, be careful where you step, this way, etc.
It seemed that a big shot had come to the prison, and Han Du became worried. This might be a unique opportunity for him. Han Du reached out his right hand to his arms involuntarily and grabbed the folded clothes tightly.
The noise brought by the adults awakened Han Du, and naturally also awakened the prisoners in the prison. The prison, which was as quiet as the realm of death a moment ago, suddenly turned into a vegetable market. Some people shouted that they were wronged, some people sprouted hands from the gaps between the bars of the cell to grab something, some people slapped the bars, and there were also sounds of scolding and slapping from the guards.
Hande also woke up and immediately realized what happened. Glancing at Han Du, he knew that Han Du wanted to submit a letter. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Han Du also saw his father's actions and reached out to comfort him when he wanted to come over. He turned around and stared at the group of people slowly approaching in the distance.
The leader was young and was wearing a scarlet official uniform. Through the light from the torch when he occasionally passed by, Han Du could clearly see that the patch on his chest was embroidered with an animal.
Looks like a general.
The general walked slowly in the middle of the aisle, as if he was deliberately avoiding the hands stretched out on both sides. When he was about to walk outside Han Du's cell, he saw that there were no hands reaching out from the cell here, so he naturally moved closer to this side.
Seizing the opportunity, Han Duqiu suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the man's arm tightly.
"Sir, please save the people of the world and present this thing to Your Majesty. You must present it to Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Han Du shouted while pressing the blood book in his arms towards the man, desperately needing to stuff the blood book on him.
"How brave!" The jailer who was following behind shouted loudly when he saw this, and the scabbard in his hand hit Han Du's arm that was holding the official.
A heartbreaking pain came, and Han Du felt as if his arm had been broken, but he still gritted his teeth and did not let go. If he let go, his whole family might be dead.
What a coincidence, the jailer who hit Han Du just now was Xiao Liu from the previous ones. Seeing that Han Du still refused to let go, there was a cruel smile on his face, and he took out the knife and was about to cut off Han Du's hand.
At this time, the official glanced over with an expressionless expression.
When Xiao Liu saw this, he immediately relaxed his long sword that he had raised high, and said with a smile: "Sir, this person is so offensive to you, please teach me a lesson."
The official didn't say anything about this. When Xiao Liu put down the knife, he turned his head and ignored him, looking at Han Du who caught him.
Han Du suddenly met the man's cold gaze, and a trace of fear appeared in his heart. However, in the face of life and death, this fear not only did not let him let go, but instead inspired a strong will to survive, and he held on to him even more tightly. Be willing to let go.
"Please, sir, present this to Your Majesty to save the people of the world."
The leader didn't say a word. Looking at Han Du's firm eyes, he reached out and took over the folded clothes by mistake.
Han Du immediately showed joy, let go and retreated, kneeling down on the ground. "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."
Some people may think that there is gold under a man's knees. How can he kneel down easily except kneeling to heaven and kneeling to his parents?
Perhaps this was just a small effort for the other party, but for Han Du it was a real life-saving grace, and he was naturally worthy of his kneeling.
The leader was not polite to Han Du, and after accepting his bow, he led everyone away.
