Every industry has its own rules, and the same is true for rivers and lakes. If you don't abide by the rules, someone will call you a scumbag. For example, you use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. Since you have accepted other people's money, even if you are now that Eight hundred taels of silver were taken away as interest by those shameless Jingzhao Mansion servants, but what should be done was still done. Professional ethics was very important, as it related to the issue of repeat customers.
Qian Baihu is a good man who keeps his word and makes mistakes every time, so he has never done anything after receiving money. This is also an important reason why Li Jincheng comes to the door countless times. Walk outside the city.
I have to say that Jin Yiwei's reputation is not an exaggeration. Because Jin Yiwei passed by, there was no traffic jam on this bustling street. Everyone gave way politely. Even the stalls of small vendors who occupied the road were hit by Jin Yiwei. I didn't complain at all, I still had a smile on my face, I was sorry, and I ignored all the gentlemen and walked away.
Outside the city, people are still coming and going, but the rich and the old are still insisting that where there is a will, there is a way. What's more, the rule of their beggar circle is an eight-hour working day. Being late and leaving early is disrespectful to the cause of begging.
It's just that maybe today is the day when the people of the Ming Empire collectively grew their IQs. No one was deceived and gave alms, not even a steamed cake that was unpalatable. For this reason, the wealthy party is very disappointed and distressed. Of course, the saddest thing is that he is always playing the fool, and his facial muscles have already become stiff. The saliva has dried up, and I have suffered a lot, but I have not become a master. It’s so unfair to have no reward for your hard work. At this moment, the two old people were in a very bad mood. The father of their son who they had raised for many years was Lao Wang next door. They were bored and could only play with ants on the ground.
Although the two old men looked very ordinary, they were still very recognizable. Qian Baihu took a dozen or so guards outside the city and immediately recognized the person who made the report, the son of Mr. Li, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The criminal in the mouth.
Although the Jin Yiwei has long lost the glory it had in the Ming Dynasty due to insufficient funds and slack in training, its professional skills are still there. Without the leadership's instructions, a dozen Jin Yiwei quickly formed a semicircle and slowly moved closer to the two suspects. Then surround.
Suddenly the bright sunlight dimmed, and I thought someone was coming to give alms. The rich man hurriedly entered the state of mind and said, "Master, please have mercy on me. We haven't eaten in several days."
"Haha" Qian Baihu took a few steps forward and sneered, "You two, I am taking you to eat. There are meat and vegetables. You can have as many meals as you want in a day. Moreover, the cuisine does not suit your taste. We also provide other choices. ".
“It’s really that good”! The wealthy party looked up in disbelief.
"It's really that good. Haven't you heard of Jin Yi Wei Wu Hao Yamen?"
"Jinyiwei" The rich and old people shuddered. Jinyiwei are all good people. Often their children are disobedient and they use the name Jinyiwei to scare them. Jinyiwei is often blessed by the people as the pioneer of family planning. Otherwise, there will be no children and no grandchildren, and there will be no holes in the birth of children.
Who are the two old men? One is the master of the current Holy Emperor, and the other is also the senior brother of the current Holy Emperor. Are they afraid of Jin Yiwei? The answer is yes. After all, the Jin Yiwei are unreasonable. Too many good and bad people, generals and ministers have died at the hands of the Jin Yiwei. And whether they are guilty or not, being targeted by the Jin Yiwei is the beginning of hard times. Of course, the old man is afraid of the Jin Yiwei for another reason. , Rich A still owed money to his immediate superiors who were killing talents. One time, Rich A was desperate for a loss. He refused to admit the loss and even robbed Hao Liande of his money.
"Haha, sir, the old man suddenly felt full in his belly. He's not hungry anymore, so I won't bother these gentlemen to spend money." The two old men hurriedly refused. For the first time, Fu Jia Yifang and Lao Immortal had a tacit understanding.
"Haha, Jin Yiwei's tea is also pretty good."
Jin Yiwei drinks tea for free and can also lose weight. Good things like this are hard to find even in a lighthouse.
The two of them are old, have bad gastrointestinal problems, and don't like to drink tea. "I won't disturb you, sir. Something happened at home. Let's leave first." When they picked up the old man, the rich man wanted to leave.
"Haha," Qian Baihu said coldly, "It's not that easy to leave. Now I am informing you as Jinyiwei Baihu that you have been arrested. You have the right to remain silent, but what you said will be used as evidence in court. for",
"Well, sir, begging for food is also a sin."
"Guilty, affecting the image of the capital of the Ming Empire."
As long as the wealthy party shows his identity, the two of them can be safe and sound. However, with so many onlookers present, the master of the current saint is begging for food. Regardless of whether they believe it or not, it will also have an impact on the image of the current saint. Escape, okay, they don't want to become Internet celebrities, with a few ugly criminal suspects' heads posted all over the Ming Empire.
The only way to survive is to be obedient and surrender.
There were many people watching on the road. After all, Jin Yiwei's arrest was a lively event. The wealthy party and the old man were extremely embarrassed, like a scumbag who was caught while going to take a shower, covering their faces. It will be a wonderful feeling to take your little wife on a trip and bump into your first wife.
Returning to Jinyiwei's home, it was due to the financial problems of the Ming Empire. Jinyiwei was short of funds, not only wages, but also other facilities, such as cells. Jinyiwei Prison has been in use since the Ming Dynasty. It has a history of hundreds of years and has been in disrepair for a long time. Many of the prison doors and fences are broken with a slap. Therefore, the Jinyiwei Prison has become a place where only officials who have committed the most heinous crimes are qualified to live. After all, they have no way to escape. Some small cases are solved by each household on their own. Therefore, the Jin Yiwei had a sudden idea, so they squeezed and squeezed in their office, and finally squeezed out a few cells underground. Well, it was dark and humid, so it would be good to dig a cellar as a cell.
The two old men were lucky enough to visit the cell, and Fu Jia was the oldest visitor so far.
When they arrived at the Jinyiwei Yamen, it was obvious that both of them had relaxed a lot. The Jinyiwei were all royal lackeys, and they only safeguarded the interests and face of the royal family. They were of the same kind, and the wealthy party was also a card mate with the commander of the Jinyiwei. When you are in trouble, your fellow players can also take advantage of it. The worst thing you can do is pay back the debt.
The two tourists were not treated inhumanely like a large waiter. Instead, they were searched, and their banknotes and a mess of things were searched, including the oldest version of a mobile phone.
Qian Baihu happily stuffed the banknote into his arms. There was hope for his brother's Chinese New Year dumplings. He looked at the two people who were searching for it and sneered, "You two are so brave. You actually robbed it in broad daylight." ".
"No, you misunderstood, we were not robbing him, he gave it to us on his own initiative," Fu A explained.
"Haha, do you think I'm stupid?" Qian Baihu pointed at his face, "How old is this? All the people in the Ming Empire know that a beggar's income can match that of a third-grade official. Give alms, uncle, don’t explain, bow your head obediently and admit your guilt, hello to me, hello to everyone.”
"Uh, sir, you misunderstood. Our income is not that high, only 800 taels per month."
Plop, Qian Baihu almost knelt down. This was more than his salary for one or two years. Should he consider taking his group of brothers to the south gate to beg, which could also generate income for Jinyiwei.
"And sometimes the economy of the Ming Empire is in recession, and our income is not that much,". What the rich say makes sense. Any career is linked to the economy. If the economy is not good, people will be reluctant to spend money, and their income will naturally decrease.
"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Next is transformation time."
Arresting people is not the purpose. The most important thing is to let the prisoners know their mistakes, realize their mistakes, and correct their mistakes. Although the Jinyiwei Yamen is not a private school that teaches and educates people, it is also the transformation center of the Ming Empire, where bad guys can be reborn. A new place.
Of course, preaching is ineffective. A filial son will emerge from a stick, and a good disciple will emerge from a strict teacher. Necessary violent methods are also necessary. So all kinds of torture instruments of Jin Yiwei were put up. Of course, the financial crisis and lack of money have been bothering everyone in Jin Yiwei. Therefore, the torture instruments are also very simple and easy to make, such as brushes, iron chains, and barbs. stick. Some large equipment is not available, after all, blacksmithing costs too much money.
"Two of you, take a look, which one do you like?" Qian Baihu asked, pointing to these various torture instruments. After all, Jinyiwei is also a place where human rights are emphasized, and the choice will be given to everyone.
Qian Baihu picked up a brush-like object and suggested, "I think this one is quite suitable for old people like you."
I don’t know what the scientific name of this thing is. Playing the pipa or playing the pipa? There is no record in official documents. It is probably invented by Jin Yiwei himself. The usage is also very simple. Rub it repeatedly on your skin. The furry hair will still rub on the skin. It's very uncomfortable, but if you repeat it thousands of times, or even days and nights, you can imagine the feeling. First the skin will rupture, then the muscles, bone marrow, and little by little until death, just like a gold worshipper. Love is sweet at first and bitter later.
It is said that this kind of punishment was rarely used in the Ming Empire, but one censor experienced it. Now grass has grown on his grave, and the tomb has been filled for ten years.
In fact, his death was unjust. It is known to all the world that the current emperor likes to eat pork knuckles. As a royal censor, it is normal to give opinions to the current emperor. The common people today still eat bran-pharynx vegetables. You eat them every day. Meat is really inappropriate. Of course, it is not ruled out that the censor is suspected of increasing his reputation through impeachment. After all, the officials of the Ming Empire are just as weird as the previous Ming Dynasty.
After polishing it for a few days, the imperial censor wrote a memorial:
I heard that the Holy Emperor ruled the world with frugality. Emperor Xiaozong did not eat fish or meat in the third month of the month, and Emperor Xiaokang paid homage to his wife, who worked in spinning, weaving, and growing rice.
I also sent people from the same government to other places to deliver rewards, and then to Guizhou to issue imperial edicts. On three occasions, I sent to Huguang to issue edicts. They traveled for four years and traveled tens of thousands of miles back and forth. During this period, for example, when the Yihe River was defeated outside the pass, and when southern Guizhou was besieged, the people were running away, and the scene was desolate, all of which I had seen. However, there is no one who is as miserable and miserable as the disasters in my hometown that I have seen! I saw that all the ministers were sparse, and there was talk of a father abandoning his son, and a husband coursing his wife; digging grass roots to eat, and gathering white stones to satisfy hunger, but there was no detailed explanation.
I am now aware of what the Emperor has said: In my hometown, there has been no rain since last year, and the vegetation has withered. During August and September, people competed to collect wild grass from the mountains for food. Its grains are like bran skin, and its taste is bitter and astringent. Eating it can only prolong your life. After October, when all the leaves are gone, peel off the bark and eat it. Among the trees, elm bark is the only bad one. If you mix it with the bark of other trees for food, you can also slow down its death. At the end of the year, when the bark of the trees is gone, they dig up rocks in the mountains and eat them. The stone is cold in nature and smells fishy. If you eat less, you will feel full. Within a few days, your abdomen will swell and you will die. Some of the people will die because they are not willing to eat the stone. They begin to gather together to steal, and one or two people who have a little savings are robbed, and everything is looted. . Even if there is a lawsuit, it cannot be banned. It is not surprising that there are those who have gained something from time to time, saying: "To die of hunger or to die of robbery, instead of sitting down and dying of hunger, why not die of robbery, but still be a satiated ghost."
However, Your Majesty eats meat at every meal, is so extravagant, and does not know the suffering of the people. The king's boat is like the people's water, and the people's boats can capsize. The same is true for the Holy One, which is a sign of the destruction of the country.
The classical Chinese text is difficult to understand, but the general meaning is that I have traveled all over the world, and the people are hungry, but you eat meat every day, Lao Zhu, do you think it is appropriate? You are a prodigal, poaching the Ming Empire.
It must be said that this censor was very talented in literature, and he was very clear in presenting facts and reasoning. However, Zhu Xiluo could not accept that he took such a huge risk and embarked on a highly dangerous path of rebellion, just to eat some meat. What are you doing, Yaya? I guess Zhu Xiluo was not in a good mood during that time. There were problems in the couple's relationship, the children were disobedient, early menopause, or he ate too much meat and suffered from gastrointestinal discomfort. In short, Lao Zhu was very angry, so So the censor was sent to Jinyiwei.
Ministers have always had the tradition of longing for court battles. Zhu Xiluo has long known that he cannot do things that make others disgusted with him. Therefore, the court battle is rarely used, so it is convenient and quick to send Jin Yiwei.
Jin Yiwei's performance was probably too poor recently and he was eager to solve a major case, so the censor suffered a disaster. It only took a short trial to find a big problem. This censor was not as honest and dedicated to the public as he said, aware of the people's sufferings, and his family had thousands of hectares of land. , the children in the family are even more like the cholera village, bullying the people, doing all kinds of evil, bullying and dominating the market. What's more important is that there are many wives and concubines in the censor's family. There are dozens of women waiting in line for the lottery. Moreover, the family consumes thousands of kilograms of grain and countless meat every day. Even his dog ate pig head meat. Why didn't Zhu Xiluo get angry? The censor became sad. In view of the fact that the censor was so honest and dedicated to his duties, Zhu Xiluo gave him the cheapest way to die, which was the above-mentioned punishment.
Although I don’t know what these things are used for, there won’t be anything that appears in the prison that everyone likes.
"Master, you are going to be stabbed soon, and you haven't revealed your identity yet." Lao Bu Shei was a little anxious. After all, everyone dislikes torture devices. It is said that using force to escape would not be a problem, but I heard that Jinyiwei's cells have them. Hidden weapon, Lao Immortal doesn't want any accidents to happen.
The rich man couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't like to smear the face of the current saint, but he was going to suffer soon. Just take the blame and just wash it off. He sighed deeply and said, "Okay, I confess, I am the Emperor's Master, the master of the current Holy Emperor, a rich man, a rich man."
