So Xia Yuanji worked for Zhu Di for free for four years in prison.
During his ten years in prison, Yang Pu read through the classics and history books several times.
People with different fates may go to jail, but the way of going to jail is also different.
Some people go to die, some go to work, and some go to study.
"As for Guo Huan, I won't say anything anymore. You won't be able to sleep at night."
Gu Chen didn't want to scare his wife by saying it. Guo Huan had been tortured to the point where he was no longer human. He would be skinned and stripped in half a month.
Three tribes, a total of about 300 people, must all go to hell neatly.
Lao Zhu also wanted all the civil and military officials, and all the new scholars to watch the execution.
Hey~ He felt that it was best not to have breakfast that day.
Although the flesh and blood are barely visible, it is not necessarily possible to see the peeling skin.
"Then don't talk about it."
Su Wanying didn't insist on hearing those bloody things, she just asked.
"Master Han and his people should have arrived at Chengdu Mansion by now. I wonder how Master Chen is doing?"
"When he becomes the prefect, will he return to Beijing to report on his duties? Then he can live in our house and I can clean up the yard for them, right?"
Gu Chen nodded. Biao'er knew that they had a good relationship and had agreed to let Chen Baochuan return to Beijing to report on his work. He should be able to stay in Yingtian for ten days and a half.
Chengdu government office.
Chen Baochuan was wearing a prison uniform and had bloody whip wounds all over his body.
Zhang Zimao, the prefect of Chengdu, was sitting opposite him and drinking tea leisurely.
"Have you thought clearly?"
"Are you going to sign this confession or not?"
Chen Baochuan raised his head weakly, glared at Zhang Zimao, then lowered his head and closed his eyes, making it clear that he would not sign.
Zhang Zimao looked at Chen Baochuan, who was all rebellious, with a trace of hatred in his eyes.
"I know you are a noble person. You have been a censor for several years. Now Gu Chen, the censor of Zuoqiandu, is also your best friend."
"If you don't have money to donate taxes, just tell me directly and I won't make it difficult for you."
"But Magistrate Chen, please tell your own conscience, since you came to Chengdu Prefecture, have I ever treated you badly?"
"How did you repay me?"
Zhang Zimao stood up with the help of a stool, and then walked to Chen Baochuan with his chubby belly, wishing he could tear the person in front of him into pieces.
"You actually wrote a letter to Gu Chen, impeaching me for plundering, exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes."
"I am obviously doing it for people's livelihood, so I just want to charge a few more money. I didn't spend it myself. Why don't I need money to build roads and bridges?"
"You actually dare to frame me like this?"
If it weren't for this guy's unreliability, he would have pulled a page of letter paper under the bookcase.
Then his people saw him and told him. I'm afraid that when he goes to jail, he won't know what the problem is.
Now that he wants to protect himself, there is only one way.
That is to make Chen Baochuan admit that he wants to climb up.
That's why I deliberately framed myself, just to squeeze myself out.
Moreover, exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes only exist in Xinfan County, and it was him who bit back.
When the inspection censor arrived, he saw the two confessions of Chen Baochuan, whether it was to prevent his former colleagues from being dragged down.
Or just to please their boss Gu Chen, maybe this matter can be easily revealed.
"Bah, dog officer."
Chen Baochuan slapped him hard in the face and smiled sarcastically.
"You think the Metropolitan Procuratorate is a vegetarian, and would you believe these children's things like yours?"
"Those who are clean will be clean themselves!"
"As long as you are not stupid, go out and ask the people, and they will know which counties have exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes."
"Zhang Futai, it's useless. The sky net is vast and sparse. You can't escape. Sooner or later, your head will be lost due to greed."
Now he only hates himself for being stupid, how come he can even leave a piece of letter behind?
I just remember that I wrote the letter that day and there was no envelope at home.
The daughter-in-law went to buy envelopes while he was at home approving official documents. Then a sudden gust of wind blew the letter pressed with a pen to the ground.
He picked it up, forgot to check it, and handed it to his wife.
As a result, one of them was blown to the bottom of the bookshelf, and it took ten days.
Only then was the long-term worker who cleaned the study discovered it and handed it over to Zhang Zimao.
No wonder when he was a fortune teller when he was a child, people said he was not suitable to be an official.
He didn't believe in evil at that time, but now he does. With such a careless temper, his life will be lost if he can't save it this time.
Also, the person who worked as a long-term worker in the family was actually arranged by Zhang Zimao. He didn't know it. He was really stupid.
His family was so poor that he couldn't even afford his salary, and others just walked away.
Isn't it obvious that he wants to stay without any money?
Stupid!
"Okay, give me a spanking, hard. I'll see if his mouth is harder, or my whip."
"Go, bring his son and beat him in front of him..."
Zhang Zimao was so angry that he really wanted to strangle him to death, but he had to get the signature.
If you are an ordinary person, just use the excuse of being illiterate and force yourself to press a seal.
But for these officials, both signatures and stamps must be complete.
"What do you want to do?" When Chen Baochuan heard about his son, he couldn't sit still: "There is no... no precedent for torture of a son under ten years old... no..."
For thousands of years, China's tolerance and tolerance for the elderly and children have never changed, and some have been implicated in death by their families.
But no one was tortured!
"precedent?"
Zhang Zimao pointed at his nose and said to him word by word with a sneer.
"Here, in Chengdu Mansion, I have the final say. Go get people."
"Don't think that because you have a good friend who is a censor in Yingtian Mansion, you are so great that I won't dare to touch you?"
"If you don't sign and sign, I will send your family of four to hell..."
Zhang Zimao was obviously desperate and wanted to kill everyone together.
"My lord, my lord, it's not good, the censor from Beijing has arrived at the Yamen Gate."
At this time, Chen Tongzhi crawled in and cried.
"Shu...His Royal Highness the King of Shu has also come and led troops to surround the government office."
"Futai, your wife, your son and your daughter have all been brought to the government office."
"His Royal Highness the King of Shu asked his subordinates to tell Futai that if County Magistrate Chen dies, Mr. Futai and your nine clans will be buried with him."
Hearing this, Zhang Zimao's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.
"When did they enter the city? Why didn't I know?"
"Also, how did His Highness the King of Shu know this? How did you do your errands?"
This is wrong, he just captured Chen Baochuan in the morning, why did the King of Shu come with his troops at night, and also brought the inspection censor with him.
Besides, wasn't it agreed that the vassal king was not allowed to interfere with local internal affairs?
He took Chen Baochuan in the name of corruption. Why did His Highness the King of Shu lead troops to surround the government office?
Moreover, he only came to see the palace, and he did not join Chengdu?
