"Until you refine this elixir, you will all stay in the prison. When you refine it, you can go home!"
"The common people understand! I will refine the elixir for Your Majesty as soon as possible!"
Zhu Zaijing smiled with satisfaction, turned around and said, "Mr. Cheng Guo!"
"I'm here!"
Zhu Xizhong walked to the emperor's side in two or three steps.
"How many death row inmates are there in the prison?"
"Your Majesty, there are about 60 people here."
"What crimes have you committed?"
"Almost all of them are human traffickers and children!"
Zhu Zaijing paused.
There were many human traffickers in ancient times, especially those who preyed on children.
Why do so many people disappear inexplicably whenever disasters or wars occur in ancient times?
It was the TM human traffickers who did it!
In the feudal era when population was everything, human traffickers were almost always the targets of severe crackdowns in all dynasties, and Ling Chi was almost always the one they discovered.
But there are still many people who fall into their clutches, especially poor children.
Originally, Zhu Zaijing was still thinking that although these people were all death row prisoners and naturally deserved to die, using them to test the addictive properties of the elixir was still unacceptable to this person who had traveled through time in later generations.
But I heard they were human traffickers who preyed on children?
That’s okay!
No psychological burden at all!
"These alchemists are going to refine a new elixir for me, and we need to give it to someone in the process. Let's see how it works..."
"I understand that these death row prisoners in prison can be used by them!"
Although Zhu Xizhong suddenly heard that the emperor had also begun to make alchemy, and wanted to stop him, he simply did not object when he heard that it was not for him.
"Did you hear that?"
"The common people understand, Your Majesty!"
"If you need any materials, just ask Cheng Guogong and he will purchase them for you!"
"Also..." Zhu Zaijing looked at Zhu Xizhong, "Don't embarrass them during the alchemy period, just keep an eye on them."
"I understand! I will tell the people below!"
After explaining everything, Zhu Zaijing walked out of the prison gate.
It's already midnight.
In the winter of December, the wind was still biting and cold. The starry sky outside and the Milky Way, which had not been seen for a long time in the sky of later generations, were very eye-catching. Zhu Zaijing was mesmerized by the sight.
When he was a child, he wanted to see the stars and the moon. They accompanied Zhu Zaicheng on countless lonely nights.
Now that he has traveled through time and become an emperor, he is now alone and helpless, and the challenges he faces are more difficult and huge than before.
But the sky in the 16th century was more beautiful and clearer than that of his own time, and they would accompany Zhu Zaijing on countless lonely nights.
"Dong Chengguo."
"I'm here!"
"I haven't been to the imperial prison today, right?"
Zhu Xizhong rolled his eyes and answered following the conversation, "Yes! Your Majesty has not been to the prison tonight!"
He understood that the emperor hoped that no one would know what happened just now.
Feng Bao, who was standing by, also kept these words in mind.
"Go back to Qianqing Palace!"
Zhu Zaijing returned to Qianqing Palace with the support of more than a dozen people.
The burning charcoal has been replaced in the palace. The palace is extremely warm and smells of peonies.
After taking off his clothes, Zhu Zaijing fell into a deep sleep.
After the emperor rested, Feng Bao gently closed the door, came outside, and waved to a young eunuch.
It was impossible for Feng Bao to stay with the emperor all the time. The main reason was that he had the responsibilities of being the eunuch and the official of the East Factory, so he could be inseparable from the emperor during the day, but he also had to rest at night and had other things to do.
The little eunuch in front of him was responsible for serving the emperor at night.
Feng Bao's godson, Feng Liang.
"Remember, Your Majesty sleeps very lightly. He will wake up at the slightest disturbance. Please step softly!"
"yes!"
"Also, always have warm water ready. Your Majesty has the habit of being thirsty in the middle of the night."
"Our family is going to Dongchang. Your Majesty must take good care of it!"
"Don't worry, godfather! My son can't go wrong!"
Just as Feng Bao was about to take a step forward, Feng Liang called him from behind.
"Daddy, it's cold at night, please put on more clothes!" After saying that, he took out the warm clothes that he had already put in his arms and presented them to him.
Feng Bao was surprised. He had never noticed that Feng Liang's belly was bulging.
Taking it and putting it on his body, Feng Bao's body and heart felt warm.
But he still said coldly, "Don't fall asleep in the middle of the night! Be careful if you wake up and there will be no one to take care of you!"
Feng Liang smiled honestly.
The camera turned to Dongchang Prison.
In the dark and damp cell, a man sat.
The faint firelight shone on his face, revealing a bruised and swollen face. At this moment, he had his head lowered, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the ground in a daze.
I don't know whether it was due to drool or other reasons, but his crotch was wet.
"You're so tough-mouthed!"
Outside the cell door, a burly eunuch wiped his hands.
Behind him another eunuch was sitting on a chair, drinking tea from the table.
"Don't bother!" he shouted, "When the godfather comes later, there will be a way to get them to talk!"
"That's right!" said the burly eunuch, "Recruit or not, it doesn't make any sense, you will still die tomorrow anyway!"
They are the most adept at interrogating among the eunuchs of Dongchang.
If it is difficult to escape intact after entering the Jinyiwei Prison, then it is even harder to escape alive after entering the Dongchang Prison.
Because of their status as eunuchs and their inherently distorted personalities and psychology, their methods in interrogation and confessions are naturally even more perverted.
Even more cruel than Jin Yiwei.
At this time, Feng Baolai arrived.
"Godfather!" The two eunuchs just knelt down together.
"Have you been recruited yet?"
"Not yet, godfather! He has a surprisingly tough mouth!"
Feng Bao snorted coldly.
"It seems that not everyone is afraid of physical pain!"
Feng Bao walked over and stood in front of the cell door, looking at the people inside.
"Why are you so stubborn? The evidence is solid, isn't it?"
The man inside was Yin Zhengmao, who was captured during the day.
At this moment, he was tortured to the point of dying, half dead and half alive.
"The evidence... was... forged by you!" He shouted with difficulty.
An evil smile appeared on Feng Bao's face.
Fang Yankong in the cell next to him seemed to be more energetic and shouted, "Damn eunuch! Those so-called anonymous complaint letters were all written by you!"
"We wrote it!" Feng Bao nodded.
For a moment, Fang Yankong didn't know whether to be angry or surprised first.
The two eunuchs behind him were also confused. Why did the factory owner admit it?
"Hahaha...I said it's you! You want to kill us with just a few anonymous letters, Feng Bao, you think so well!"
Feng Bao waved his hand, and the burly eunuch behind him understood and moved a chair.
Feng Bao sat on it and looked at Fang Yankong.
"Who said those few letters can bring you down?"
