For Shanhe Mansion, the most important thing today is not the arrest of notorious villains in the world, nor the interrogation of traitorous officials in the court who have taken bribes and violated the law, but that He Nan, who has been missing for a long time, is back. It's just that today's He Nan has changed his identity from the youngest prime minister of Shanhe Mansion and the famous "Crazy He" to a prisoner.
When He Nan was pulled into the gate of Shanhe Mansion by two imperial envoys, the one who showed off his power seemed to have become an emperor. People who knew him in the back hall and front hall all thought they had finally found the missing person, but they never thought that Shanhe Mansion In the capital of the capital, He Nan's teacher, Li Zhanchun, the imperial censor and minister of the Ministry of Punishment, had a dark face and asked the imperial envoy to throw him directly into Kunlun Pavilion.
Where is Kunlun Pavilion? It is a place where important criminals are tried, and ordinary murder criminals are not qualified to be tried here. At this time, Uncle He Nan felt as if he had returned home when he entered the Kunlun Pavilion. After all, when he was an errand in Shanhe Mansion, He Nan was the person in charge of trying important cases, and he used all kinds of harsh punishments and laws to commit crimes in his hands. Most of the corrupt officials and wealthy people in the world will not be able to pass him.
Generally speaking, the prisoners who enter Kunlun Pavilion have committed heinous crimes. Such people are either in a high position or have excellent martial arts skills. They have to be chained from head to toe, and they must be accompanied by several people depending on the situation. Guards with strong martial arts skills prevent prisoners from committing crimes or committing suicide. And He Nan... not to mention there was no one around him, and no one restricted his personal freedom. He was seen walking around the main hall of Kunlun Pavilion very freely, and from time to time he would take the things on the table. Come and eat fruit.
As his former proud disciple, Li Zhanchun knew He Nan quite well. First of all, He Nan was weak and didn't know martial arts, and he didn't have the courage to commit suicide. Secondly, he has an unruly personality, and he has such a crazy energy that even if he chokes to death, he will not reveal a single word. Li Zhanchun's best way to deal with He Nan is to leave him alone. As time goes by, no one talks to him. When his talkative nature gets worse, he can talk to you for a whole day. As for how much of this nonsense do you think? Listening - at least it's better than not saying a word.
He was left to dry like an eagle for six hours from morning to night. One after another, people came to Kunlun Pavilion to "visit the prison" and wanted to know how big of a hole this uncle had dug, but no one stepped in. Half a step outside the Kunlun Pavilion, the two inspectors guarding the Kunlun Pavilion's gate were also very tight-lipped, and they didn't say even a single word. In fact, they didn't know what He Nan had done, but Li Yushi said that He Nan had appeared in the palace, so the two of them went directly to secretly catch He Nan and take him back to Shanhe Mansion. However, the two brothers were also curious. How did Mr. Du Yushi know that He Nan was in the palace? What did the little brat He Nan want to do when he secretly entered the palace?
At Xu's hour, the door of the main hall was slowly pushed open from the outside to the inside, and two men walked in. The old man standing in front is over sixty years old, with gray hair on his temples, three long beards, an angry frown between his brows, and a majestic look in his red phoenix eyes. He is Li Zhanchun, the censor of the capital. The person next to Li Yushi, with a round face and a smiling face, and an appearance and body shape that resembled the Maitreya Buddha in Buddhism, was none other than the commander-in-chief of the Tianbian Guards - Fu Zizhan.
The Tianbian Guards are the emperor's personal guards, their whereabouts are secretive, and they are crouching tigers, hidden dragons. As the commander-in-chief of the Tianbian Guards and the emperor's first-class confidant, Fu Zizhan always looks like a dragon but never sees the end, often wearing a black robe and a black helmet. But today he came here without any cover-up, not only to find out about He Nan's secret entry into the palace, but also to see how Li Mastiff Chun would deal with his former proud disciple. Although He Nan had never seen Fu Zizhan's true face and didn't know his identity, He Nan knew that this man was a ruthless character with his sharp eyesight honed over the years.
"Commander Fu, please." Logically speaking, Li Zhanchun is a first-rank official, one and a half grades higher than the third-rank official of Commander Shangtian Border Guard, so he doesn't need to be humble to Fu Zizhan, but this statement is obviously It's not because the latter is a celebrity around the emperor that he would be so polite. Fu Zizhan also felt like a bright mirror in his heart. Who else could be the commander named Fu in Baiyu Jingli besides himself? Li Zhanchun, an old fox, revealed his identity right away, probably because he didn't want his protégé to fall into his trap.
Hearing this, Li Zhanchun was shocked when he revealed Fu Zizhan's identity. It turns out that the giant Buddha-like figure in front of him is the legendary leader of the Tianbian Guards. He came to Bai Yujing at the age of thirteen and became a disciple of Li Zhanchun. At the age of seventeen, he was directly appointed as the Prime Minister of Shanhe Prefecture. He did not know how many times he heard the name of Commander Fu. After all, as a competitor of Shanhe Prefecture, he In the name of Fu Zizhan, the Tianbian Guards snatched countless people and cases from Shanhe Mansion. He had heard for a long time that Fu Zizhan's heart was cold-blooded, his bones were as cold as ice, and he was cruel and ruthless. He thought he looked like a dry evil ghost, but he didn't expect that he had the face of a living Buddha.
Since even Fu Zizhan was alarmed by his private entry into the palace today, it must have reached the ears of His Majesty the Emperor. If the purpose of his trip was really revealed to the public, there would probably be millions of corpses and bloodshed for thousands of miles, and the consequences would be disastrous. He Nan's head was always lowered, and his long black waterfall-like hair hung down to block his face. He adjusted his expression and cleared his thoughts before raising his head.
"Haha... Speaking of which, we are all acquaintances. I am very familiar with interrogation and extorting confessions. I will be exempted from imprisonment. If you have anything to ask... just ask directly." He Nan Now he was sitting on the floor, looking up at the two adults sitting in front of the desk, and broke the silence with two dry laughs.
Fu Zizhan didn't follow He Nan's tactics, and seemed to want to confess honestly. However, none of the apprentices taught by Li Zhanchun were efficient, and if they were impatient, they would be defeated by the opponent. At this time, he was not in a hurry to ask questions, but threw the hot potato to Li Zhanchun: "Speaking of which, Mr. Li used to be your teacher. You were quite famous in Shanhe Mansion back then. How did you become evil? What?" Fu Zizhan also put on a distressed expression, but in fact he had been observing whether there were any exchanges between Li Zhanchun and He Nan.
But...the master and the disciple had no eye contact at all, because He Nan's eyes were always covered by the long hair, and his eyes could not be seen at all...
When Fu Zizhan realized this problem, he couldn't help but feel speechless. He dared to believe that the exchange of glances and confessions he had guessed never happened.
"Is it evil? So you think so... On the contrary, I think that I am the right way, and some people are evil. There are many strange people in the Tianbian Guard, but the quality is uneven. The four masters of wine, sex, wealth and fortune, one A drunkard and a greedy drinker lead to trouble. One is a lustful person who often hangs around the fireworks and willow alleys, one is greedy for money and addicted to gambling, and one is a murderer. I don’t know how many people were tortured to death in his hands. On the other hand, our Shanhe Prefecture faction has never failed to do things impartially. , I have never done any disgusting things such as accepting bribes or torturing the people. Although I have left Shanhe Mansion long ago, I have never been contaminated by so many unhealthy tendencies in the years I have been traveling in the world." He Nan is not a good talker. Fu Zizhan couldn't help but choke on a few words.
Although Shanhefu and Tianbianwei are both judicial offices, the former is an official institution and the latter is the emperor's personal soldier. There has always been competition and friction between the two sides. Most of the people in the Shanhe Mansion are officials who have passed the Eight Classics examinations and become official officials or disciples who have joined the government, while the Tianbian Guards have many people from all walks of life. They are not so particular about the customs and disciplines, and they often fall into the blame of others. The four masters of "drinking, sex and wealth" mentioned by He Nan were originally called "Tiger, Leopard and Bear", but they were nicknamed "drinking, sex and wealth" because of various behaviors. Although these things were not a secret, Fu Zizhan was unhappy when He Nan pointed it out in front of Li Zhanchun. He became angry and said: "He Nan, please stop putting gold on your face! You were in Shanhe back then. You are not a law-abiding person when doing things in the government! You are the one who brought up the atmosphere of Daxing Prison in the DPRK. Speaking of which, our Tianbian Guards have to call you a teacher in terms of torture! "Fu Zizhan said this. Everything is true, He Nan is one of the few stains on Shanhe Mansion, and it can be said to be full of bad things, especially in the two aspects of disobedience and disrespect and abuse of torture.
Madman He's madness came up. This was what he was waiting for, and he immediately retorted: "So I left Shanhe Mansion myself! And you are still doing those shameful things. I have never had anything in my hands. No one has died, but the people you tortured to death can go around the capital twice! Tianbianwei Huahu is not an anti-dog, but it is my fault... Telling it is really laughable. "
Fu Zizhan felt an unknown fire in his heart when he was told that. The Smiling Buddha also had angry eyes like a diamond at this time. He slapped the bookcase with his big hand and shouted: "You!" As soon as he blurted out a word, he was interrupted by Li Zhanchun beside him, "Fu Sir, you've lost your composure." Fu Zizhan snorted heavily after hearing Li Mastiff Chun's words and calmed down. The purpose of his coming here today was not to talk nonsense with He Nan, so he turned his head to the side and stopped attacking each other with He Nan.
Li Zhanchun finally asked, interrupting He Nan's nonsense and giving Fu Zizhan a step down. His normal state has always been that his heart and face are as flat as a lake, but at this moment, his expression and tone are full of helplessness and regret. "Let's talk about it first... Why did you leave Shanhe Mansion and what have you done in these years? Just tell us a story."
At this time, He Nan was relieved from the boredom of not having to argue with anyone for a day, and felt secretly happy. So he took a deep breath, straightened his messy long hair, and said seriously: "If it is a story, it is really a long and stinky one. You two... listen carefully."
After saying that, He Nan took out a long and narrow piece of wood from nowhere and slapped it on the desk in front of him; his right hand magically unfolded a folding fan, with four large ink characters on the silk fan: "It's to be concealed." . His current style is very much like that of a storyteller in a teahouse. He slowly read out a nondescript closing poem:
“The frog at the bottom of the well looks at the hanging rainbow, and the ape on the shore fishes for the Moon Palace.
Kuafu chases the sun, but I draw my bow every inch of the way. "
