In the blink of an eye, it is already the third day after the Lantern Festival, and I am still immersed in the lazy New Year atmosphere of Chang'an Market.
Guo Chongtao, the censor who was lamenting "Three misfortunes, the capital is attached to Guo", was also riding his horse through Zhenyuanfang Street, which was still a little deserted after noon.
The censor of Guancheng, who is known as "holding a gold medal and wearing a crown with feathers", is a special mission specially set up during special festivals and birthdays; the censor in charge of this festival has very expediency and majesty.
Because there are so many nobles and officials, princes and noble families, and related people in Beijing, plus those family members from Haifan, foreign vassals, and vassal states who live in Beijing.
Every time I look back at the imperial dynasty, the streets and alleys are filled with honor guards and retinues, and the entire Suzaku Street, which is half a mile wide, is blocked, so it is not called "the crown of the capital". Not an exaggeration.
There is even a folk proverb that jokingly calls it “Three monkeys were hit by pieces of tiles from the sky eaves, and the elders, princesses and elders of the country were stumbled in the street.”
Therefore, during several major festivals, these distinguished people who are not often seen on weekdays have appeared one after another to "enjoy with the people". The traditional Jingzhao Mansion or Jinwu's street envoys, or even the supervisor Jingzhao The Yushitai Supervisory Academy is not enough.
Therefore, one or several censors were specially set up to oversee all the management and defense measures during the festival. The second-ranking assistants were also called censors, so there was also a folk song called "Guancheng Censor". Sit in jail, but the patrolman breaks his leg when he runs away.”
However, regardless of whether it is the censor who is in charge of the city, or the censor who walks the streets, they all have almost unlimited expedient power. In theory, they can control everything in the Great Wall except for the three major ones. Arrived, ready to be mobilized.
Therefore, no matter what kind of prominent family you are or what your background is, if you dare to cause trouble or violate the rules during the festival, if you encounter the city governor or the censor, you don't have to ask to be caught first and then interrogated later.
Of course, the censor of Guancheng only has the power to detain the suspect first according to his authority, and the specific reasons for the interrogation and judgment will be handed over to the branch office in the future in accordance with the "Three Discussions".
Since it is mainly targeted at those powerful officials and noble families, this is undoubtedly a job that is easy to offend or dislike; but if you have the connections and the right footwork, it is also easy to achieve fame and deeds, and quickly It is a humble and important task to be heard by Heaven.
Therefore, in the eyes of those young censors, it is a straight road to gain a higher position. In the few short decades since the establishment of Guancheng Yushi, it can be said that it has achieved fruitful results and gained a lot of notoriety. Not to mention the noble princes and concubines, even a prince in disguise has been caught.
But at this moment, the easy success Guo Chongtao wanted has begun to take shape. It was all thanks to that "rebel" who was shouting treasonous words on the street two nights ago.
But that's not all. With the simultaneous intervention of all parties on the street, the things behind it were revealed, and this unexpected incident quickly turned into a more complicated case within a certain sense.
Therefore, the major connections of your wealthy family that were implicated on the spot, as well as the cancer in the market that colluded with the bad guys in Jingzhao County - all the relevant people in Sansefang in the south of the city, that is, he worked tirelessly to lead people overnight To capture.
Although this matter that fell into his hands for nothing is not as good as the reputation of the traditional censors and predecessors who were most enthusiastic about "not yielding to the powerful" and "straightforwardly attacking Long Yan", it is still easy to build a reputation of being jealous of evil. Then, he must find a way to get rid of the corresponding consequences that fall on him.
With such troubled thoughts, he was led by a servant through layers of flower gates, corridors and pavilions, and finally appeared outside a small courtyard;
Then he glanced with some surprise. Those blue-robed servants with uncut heads who were waiting tremblingly or with grimaces, and Fang He who was half-body wearing armor and a beanie. Apparently someone had already taken a step ahead of him.
Therefore, there was a vaguely thick and angry voice coming out from inside:
"I don't want explanations or excuses. I just want an explanation and a result. Do you know what a result is..."
"I am just an envoy from a vassal state, and a father who almost lost his beloved daughter... How dare I be your explanation and greeting from the cabinet?"
"It's just that as an envoy of a country, in this most beautiful place in the capital and at the feet of the emperor, it is difficult to protect my relatives and family members. Is this a loss to my family's face instead of the dignity of the Tang Dynasty and the Xia Fan... "
"Empty condolences and appeasements are of no use. I want to see the real culprit, not Yousi who arrested and tortured the person who helped me... There are so many eyes watching on the street, Do you think you and I are both fools?"
"Regardless of your relationship with the General Affairs Department or Honglu Temple, if there is nothing to say about this matter, I will give up my face and not go to the Shuowang Court to knock on the que, and ask your Majesty to seek justice."
Then Guo Chongtao, whose scalp became increasingly numb, tried his best to persuade him inside. When he saw Zuo Cheng of the General Affairs Department and Xingren Cheng of Honglu Temple, they also left in disgrace one after another.
However, these two noble officials, who were far above him in rank, gave him expressions and eyes that said you should just do your best and do your best. This made him sigh involuntarily, but he had to bite the bullet and go in.
I thought it was a great contribution to catching the rebels during the Lantern Festival; but in the end, it turned into a game of scapegoating among the several people present; he, the thinnest man with the lightest backing, The school censor became the final successor to the pot falling from the sky.
After all, the little envoy of the vassal state that the owner of the family calls himself is not just an idle thing; he is the largest vassal state in the country, the first hero of the Taixing Zhongxing, Liang Gong, who established the Great Xia Kingdom outside the territory after his success and retirement. Foreign envoys who are permanently stationed in the capital;
I am a recent member of the Xia Kingdom clan, one of the few elders with the national surname in the contemporary era. My ancestors are from the same lineage as the eldest princess of the Yong Kingdom. I am known as the "landless vassal lord" and the "daily pastoral vassal" of the Jingzhao family. Inextricably linked;
As a symbol of admiration for the clan, he even took a close clan clan as his wife; even if the family is as noble as the Tian family, they must win over this relative. Now such a big event has happened in the family.
I really want people to go up to Shuowang Dynasty and knock on the que without any shame. He did not dare to speculate on whether the ministers in the political hall and the provincial and ministerial officials had any problems; but the principals, ministers, and generals below the fifth rank were afraid that many related people would take off their hats to apologize;
And in Jingzhao Mansion and Wannian County, which have never been so clean, are there a large number of people who will bear the brunt of the crime? Not to mention that he, a mere censor from the eighth rank, was not allowed to leave the bustling capital and go to the capital to "patrol" in some remote place in the border vassal.
Therefore, after lingering for a long time, Guo Chongtao, whose back was already soaked with sweat, came out of the respectful interior again. His face had changed and he got into a small car with no decorative specifications at all. He said to his charioteer and subordinate:
"Leave immediately for Taiwan Prison..."
"I dare to ask Mr. Lang, why are you going to Tailao... I have been busy for two nights... why don't you go home and take a rest."
As an obedient driver, he couldn't help but ask a question.
"Of course I'm going to check on the prison administration and show my face, so I can find a way to keep my position;"
Guo Chongtao glared at this related Ni Congdao angrily.
"I remember that I studied hard at home for seven years, passed the examination of the Third Assistant Criminal Department in five years, and served in the imperial college for three years. Finally, I borrowed money to take the exam to be an admonisher and entered the prison. I worked hard and copied documents for another five years. It has only been five years since I was promoted to my current position by an official with blue eyes. How can I give up and give up so easily... At least I can't let this matter fall into my hands..."
However, in the door that quickly closed behind him. After seeing off the last visitor. The male owner of this house, Liang Yanchu, the envoy of the Great Xia Dynasty in Beijing, who had deep features and was described as tall and handsome, no longer had the impassioned look on his face before, but sat down somewhat tiredly;
Immediately, an old servant with sharp scars on his face and thick joints served him tea with neat hands and feet. However, Liang Yanchu held the carefully prepared fragrant tea in his hand without moving it, but he asked with an unexplainable look of worry:
"How is Luoer doing now..."
"After using the decoction and needle stone, I can already scream out a few daily greetings, and I can eat without worry; but... I still hide in the tent with the door closed and refuse to see anyone, whenever the slave wants to get close If you clean it up, it will be smashed out..."
The old servant heard this and said quickly.
"It's not her fault. Who would have thought that something like this would happen at this juncture? God has finally opened his eyes... and someone can help her at the right time."
Liang Yanchu sighed heavily with a calm expression.
"It's just that I've done everything I can do. There's really nothing I can do. Going too far is never enough. By the way, how did you do when I asked you to clean up your house..."
"Most of the arrangements have been made. The only thing left is Liniang's place. The master still needs to give instructions... After all, he came here to accompany and serve..."
The old servant said this expressionlessly, but there was a hint of blood and cruelty in it.
"Do you still need me to show you this? Even if you have served me a few times, it doesn't matter. Luo'er is not my heart. After something like this happened at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, wouldn't it be hard for her as a Fumu to change her ways if she doesn't change her mind? Well... not to mention that anyone who has even the slightest suspicion should not have the opportunity to approach my home again..."
Liang Yanchu's face turned cold, then he remembered something and added:
"Although there is Guo Lixing in Tailao, he may not be completely effective after all. You have to send someone to keep an eye on it, and report any troubles... How are you preparing the corresponding things... "
"Although the benefactor of the rescue cannot be found immediately, all kinds of expenses and management are indispensable. Even if the background is more complicated before, or the origin is concealed, so what? Isn't it thanks to him that I saved Luo'er? "You must not use the excuse of being ungrateful to let others see the joke on my family..."
"yes……"
The old servant bowed and agreed.
"Forget it, I'd better go there in person... at least see with my own eyes what kind of person that teacher is who killed dozens of thieves overnight?"
Liang Yanchu waved his hand again and said meaningfully:
——I am the dividing line——
"Who wakes up from a big dream first? I know it all my life. I sleep enough in the spring in the thatched cottage, and the sun gets late outside the window."
At the same time, in the prison of the Yushi Prison, known as the "Little Prison".
Finally, amidst the noise of shouting and drinking, he fell asleep again for a short while, and Jiang Tian, who was a bit salty, was also wearing loose plain clothes that didn't fit well, and looked up quietly. Looking at the ceiling beam structure, there are not many cobwebs and it is relatively clean.
There was no complex odor caused by rancidity, blood, or filth, and there were no screams from prisoners being tortured all night long, enough to keep people awake at night; at most, the guards were banging on the bars to confirm the movement of the heads while coming and going. As well as some "natural" smells that are inevitably produced by many people eating, drinking and eating indoors.
After all, this is a "small prison" used to detain minor political prisoners. Not only does everyone have a side-by-side single room with some ventilation and lighting; the first meal of the newcomers is not sour porridge and cakes; And according to the old and impatient warder, there was a large bucket of water provided for body cleansing every ten days during the bathing period.
In addition, the neighbors were all people with different backgrounds, so Jiang Tian's short time in prison was not too difficult. However, except for the initial appearance during the interrogation, there was no one in custody here. Asked;
From this, Jiang Tian more or less understood and completed some clues and truth about the style of this era from the depths of his own memory, as well as from the occasional shouts and conversations of these temporary neighbors and guards nearby. Then he couldn't help but want to curse.
What kind of nonsense is this era? The very yellow and violent vassal and town separatism in the late Tang Dynasty. The princes of the five dynasties and ten kingdoms who killed the emperor as if they were drinking water and eating. What about strife;
There is also the iron-blooded Emperor Song who claimed to have the highest external victory rate, but wanted to fight the separatist forces who wanted to separate, claiming that he was a country of brothers and paid annual coins every year; he claimed to have the highest tax burden and living standards in the world, but never stopped peasant riots throughout his dynasty. , just disappeared from the root for no reason.
