Life is generally memories, half of which is continuation. What cannot be forgotten is memories, what continues is life, what is missed is just passing by, and sometimes you hurt yourself if you are too persistent. As people who are controlled by time, we can only be pushed forward. We will go to heaven and go to hell. We only have one heart. Don’t pretend too much. We only have one life. Don’t be too tired to chase. Who will not be the same after eighteen years? A good man.
Wang Busheng's case is not a big one, but it still affects the hearts of countless people.
It's not even past midnight in the Criminal Department Yamen. The door is already crowded with onlookers, those related to the case, those not related to the case, and countless idle onlookers.
A carriage stopped at the corner of the Penal Department Yamen, and sitting on it was a handsome girl with red lips and white teeth. She looked anxious as if she was waiting for someone.
There was also a carriage parked opposite the carriage, covered by a curtain. The difference was that this carriage was larger, and the two people driving it were a bit ugly. There were four women sitting in the car. If there was one left in the Landlords, they were all as beautiful as in a painting, with the same anxious look on their faces.
Everyone guessed correctly. The people on the two carriages were all related to Wang BuSing. To be more precise, they were Wang BuSing's family members. The woman on the first carriage was Wang BuSing's cheap aunt Wang Jixian. She had watched Wang BuSing since she was a child. From a baby to a young boy, Wang Jixian has a deep affection for Wang Busheng, deeper than anyone else in the Wang family. Wang Busheng is imprisoned and Wang Jixian is also the most worried person in the Wang family. Many times Wang Jixian thought of visiting Wang Bushit in the Penal Department Prison to see how Wang Bushit was doing. It was inevitable that he would be bullied by the officials in the Penal Department Prison. He only hoped that those people would still have a trace of humanity and be gentle and pity towards Wang Bushit. However, as a member of the Wang family, Wang Jixian cannot do this because of the sensitivity of his identity. Many people still don’t know Wang Bu die’s identity. Wang Jixian is worried that if someone knows Wang Bu die’s identity, they will use Wang Bu die’s identity to do many things. It would indirectly harm him, and it was his crime to have a jade in his possession. Li Yu, the king of the subjugated country, had long lost his ambitions. He only wrote a few doggerel poems to complain. Why was he still silenced? It was not because of his identity. It was his crime to have a jade in his possession. It is better to get rid of the people who make you feel uneasy as soon as possible.
The lack of entertainment activities in the Ming Empire left many bored melon-eating people with nothing to do. High-cost entertainment activities such as movie theaters, saunas, and bathhouses prevented many idle people from dreaming about it, so they could happily watch trivial things in the neighborhood for a day, and The vicious case of Wang Bushit beating up Japanese friends has already spread throughout the streets and alleys of Yingtian Mansion under the promotion of thoughtful people. Today is the day for the public trial of the case, so as long as people can make time, they have come, and some are simply Some people came to watch the excitement, and some came to pay homage to the hero's final heroic appearance. Of course, there will be no shortage of traitors in any era. There were also a few people who simply wanted to see how Wang Bu Ming died, and even beat up our most friendly friend of the Ming Empire. We know that the Japanese pirates are a kind-hearted race. They have great ambitions to build a greater East Asia co-prosperity circle. Their wish is that the people can eat, drink and live in peace and contentment. Oh, you said they killed many innocent people of the Ming Empire. I'm sorry. A change that introduces new measures will always be bloody. Someone will bleed and die. This is necessary for the development of the times. Those innocent people died. It is not without value. It will become a testimony for many future generations who learn to quote scriptures. Being unfriendly to friends and not having good food, wine and beautiful people to meet the occasion is not the way of hospitality of our Chinese nation. Taking the blame and dying is a necessary operation. If you want to live, Well, we must be polite and well-educated, and provide warm hospitality to our best friends, the Japanese pirates.
"Have you heard that this boy Wang Busei beat Kameda Jade Taro very badly? I heard the news from the girl at Baihualou that Kameda Jade Taro no longer has a turtle." People who eat melons start gossiping.
"It's true or false. I heard that Wang Busei is just a boy of eighteen or nineteen, while Kameda Jade Taro is in his forties. And I heard that Kameda Japataro had other helpers at the fight scene." . The well-informed B also revealed some information.
"I've also heard about this. One of the people who was with Kameda Jutaro was the son of Matsue Prefecture."
"I hate the officials' children who collude with Japanese pirates the most."
"Shh, you're going to die, keep your voice down," A lowered his voice and said, "Evil will be punished, and if you work together, that kid Xie Xiaodong will not end well."
A head stuck out, frightening the two ordinary people of the second generation of officials to half death. This was a life-threatening discussion. If it reached the ears of the parties involved, there is no doubt that the death of the two people can be imagined. It is a serious crime to humiliate the officials' sons.
Seeing this person's face, the two of them were relieved, "It turns out to be you, Ah Da, I was scared to death."
"Hehe, what are you afraid of? I just created a playboy, what's the big deal?"
"Afraid, why aren't you afraid? We can't compare with you. Who doesn't know that you are from Duke Dingguo's mansion?"
I guess everyone will have an impression of Ah Da's name after hearing it. Of course, this has nothing to do with the beautiful girl Zhao Min, but the entourage of the mysterious guest that Wang Bushit met when he went to the elixir doctor to treat constipation. This mysterious guest is Ding Guo Gong Song Qian, at that time Ding Guo Gong took A Da and A Er with him.
"Tsk, even if the king does not die, I am still not afraid of that boy Xie Xiaodong."
"Okay, okay, I know you are a hero, okay."
Thousands of people share the same tea but have different tastes, and thousands of people share the same views but have different opinions. The level of your status will also determine the height of your accident.
"Let me tell you, yesterday I took medicine for Duke Ding,,"
"Take medicine, what's wrong? Mr. Dingguo is sick. What kind of illness is it? Is it serious or not?" Two bored spectators, A and B, were once subordinates of Song Qian, Duke of Dingguo. The two jointly opened a teahouse. Although they were not rich, they could still make ends meet. Therefore, they were very moved by Duke Ding. When they heard that Duke Ding was ill, they were also very anxious and worried.
"Um" Ah Da was a little embarrassed. Can he talk about infertility? He was too embarrassed to speak. Ah Da's mind was spinning. "It's nothing serious. It's just an old injury from the past. Just take some medicine and it will be fine."
"That's good, that's good. Duke Dingguo is a man who has made great contributions to our Ming Empire. There can't be any mistakes."
"You can rest assured that our brothers are taking care of you," Ada promised, and quickly changed the subject, "I went to get medicine yesterday, what news do you think I heard?"
"How would we know?"
"If you fart, hurry up."
"Hehe, you definitely can't guess. I heard from the doctor who was sitting in the clinic that he received a patient the night before yesterday. I heard that he was from Songjiang Prefecture. It seems that the patient's father is the prefect of Songjiang."
"Oh, that person is Xie Xiaodong, his father is the prefect of Songjiang, and that boy Xie Xiaodong is also sick."
"Haha, that's right,"
"Could it be that he is acclimatized?"
"You wouldn't have guessed it in the year of the monkey, but Xie Xiaodong is useless." Ada smiled mischievously.
"It's useless, what do you mean"?
Ada showed an expression that every man would understand, "Of course he is completely ruined."
People A and B of the melon-eaters took a breath of cold air, "That kid seems to be only twenty-four or five years old. He can't do it at such a young age."
"That's not true." Ada took it for granted. "I went to Songjiang Mansion some time ago and heard that that boy Xie Xiaodong was seeing an andrology doctor at the Yao Shen Doctor."
The wind has an appointment, the flowers are not missed, the years are not missed, the sunset and the evening breeze, morning and evening, full of love, Xie Xiaodong also lives in love.
"Evil will be rewarded with evil, and evil will be punished with evil. This kind of person who worships foreigners, colludes with Japanese pirates, and loses all conscience should end up like this."
"It's very pleasing to people's hearts. It's very pleasing to people's hearts. Ah Da, don't leave later. I'll treat you to a drink."
"Haha, I must go, I must go."
The small talk between three unrelated people is innocuous and has no bearing on the overall situation.
Everyone was waiting anxiously, and it was no wonder that the top celebrities were treated like this. Maybe they finally heard everyone's voices, maybe the time had come, and the case would only get the results they wanted during this period of time.
Finally Wang Busheng came, he walked on colorful auspicious clouds, the sky covered his eyes, flowers bloomed for him, countless fans lost their souls for him, uh, okay, I thought too much, Wang Busheng is a man Lord, but he is not Obasan, the fresh meat of Bangzi Elementary School, and there is no beautiful girl sweeping the bed to welcome him. The sky is still the same sky. You can't move away or escape. It's a luxury to reach out and reach it.
The Punishment Department Yamen is a large Yamen, but Zhu Xiluo was also stingy and did not allocate a car to the Punishment Department Yamen. I have to say that Zhu Xiluo was quite heartless, but later generations of government officials had consciences. A small unit can ensure that everyone can use it. When getting on a special car, no matter whether you are a section chief or a member of the department, you will be treated equally. The only difference is the price of the car. It is necessary for Zhu Xiluo to travel to later generations to learn something, so that he can better govern the country.
A prison cart whose production date is unknown. The cart is pulled by a mule that is even skinnier than a wealthy person. If you ask the Ministry of Punishment, why does the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment use mules to pull the cart instead of oxen or horses? The answer is that mules have no emotional lines, and the question of emotions is blank. , a creature with no desires can also better serve the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice. If it were not for the current shortage of eunuchs in the Ming Empire, Liu Wenzheng would have the idea of turning the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice into a nest for eunuchs. If a group of eunuchs work together, he can stand out from the crowd. .
Like a scene seen in all movies and TV dramas, Wang Bushit stood in a prison car with shackles on his head and his hands fixed on the prison car. Thanks to the efforts of Big Dog Sister, Wang Immortal is now sallow and thin, with blood stains on his shabby clothes, whip marks on his exposed skin, and some of his flesh has been opened.
After seeing Wang Busui in such a miserable state, Wang Jixian's heart felt like it had been cut by a knife, and scarlet blood flowed from the bloody wound. This was his relative, the person he cared about the most, but now, everything had changed. Now, this is still the Wang Immortal she knew. Tears flowed out uncontrollably. Wang Jixian covered her heart hard. It hurt, it really hurt.
"I, Wang Jixian, swear in my heart that I will get back a thousand times for everything that Wang Bu died today."
The warm winter sun slowly lost its temperature, the sky was like an ice cellar, the tea could not moisten my lips, the cold wind stung my body, and my heart went to that unknown paradise.
Zhang Jinghui was shocked to see Wang Busheng in such miserable condition. Wang Busheng was not like this when he left yesterday. What happened in one night? Why did there be such a huge change? Could it be him, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince? He and the emperor's master had all left, and some restless government officials in the Penal Department Prison secretly figured out what to do.
The same Leng Bingbing also saw that Wang Bu was dead, her nose became sore, and tears flowed down, "Sister Jinghui, my husband has endured hardship."
Not knowing what happened, Zhang Jinghui didn't know how to explain it, so she held her cold and trembling hand.
For the first time, Wang Busui was still a little uncomfortable with being in the spotlight. Seeing so many people, Wang Busui quickly spotted Zhang Jinghui on the carriage in the distance.
Seeing the anxious and worried faces in the carriage, Wang Bushit suddenly thought of something, blinked hurriedly, and showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Jinghui had a clear view of Wang Busheng's little moves, and soon Zhang Jinghui figured it out that no matter how stupid the officials in the Penal Department Prison were, they would not dare to torture the fourth prince's master. They still have to beg for food at Lao Zhu's house.
Wang Busui appeared and the crowd was in commotion.
"Wang Bu Die, well done, you are the hero of our Ming Empire." Seeing Wang Bu Die, A Da, who was fearless, spoke first.
Teach the Japanese pirates a lesson, this is something that should be done easily within one's ability. Wang Busheng did not expect that such a small thing could gain fans. How could it not be as satisfying as everyone expected, but he did not regret it. It seems that we should do more to fight against Japanese pirates. Seeing such enthusiastic fans, Wang Busheng wondered if he should say something. Eighteen years later, he became a good man again. I smiled at the sky with my knife across my face, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact. Okay, this is a bit unlucky. Wang Bushit thought about it and smiled back. This is how celebrities and big names hold fan meetings.
"Pop!" A rotten egg was thrown on Wang Bushi's handsome face.
"Fuck, the response from Ming Empire fans was so brutal'.
