The twelfth year of Tianshun is an ordinary year. Nothing to praise and nothing to blame.

The triennial dynasty did not go wrong, and the surrounding countries did not show any obvious ambitions, and the rebellion of the Yiren in the ancient road of Hexi was also suppressed in time, and it did not have much impact. Hundreds of people were killed and wounded in the southwest, and pirates rose again along the southeast coast...... Little things like these are not enough. Overall, it was a peaceful year.

Da Ming is like an old man lying in the corner of the wall basking in the sun, the people in front of him come and go, and there are occasional aches and pains on his body, but it does not affect him to continue to bask in the sun, waiting for the end of the day.

In the late autumn of October, there was nothing worth recording as a major event, and if I had to talk about it, there was only Yang Lingzhi who was killed by the court staff. It's just that what is recorded in the history books is quite different from the real situation.

October 18, torrential rain.

In such weather, it is not said to be raining, even standing under the eaves is shivering, and almost no one goes out.

Yang Lingzhi knelt outside the noon gate, his body standing like a pine and cypress. Its already thin body can be said to be small and pitiful in this rain.

"Lord Yang, don't hold on. Long live Lord has already given you enough face, so don't be ignorant. A eunuch said proudly.

"I don't know how to lift, I am the imperial history of the four grades of the Daming Dynasty, correcting the impeachment of hundreds of officials, identifying wrongs, supervising all ways, and being the division of discipline for the ears and eyes of the Son of Heaven! What kind of thing are you, dare to tell me that you don't know how to lift?" Yang Lingzhi reprimanded coldly.

As the eunuch of Shangyi Prison, he had not yet suffered such contempt, but he did not immediately become angry, and he still had this bit of endurance.

"Lord Yang! Those who know the times are Junjie! Your rebellious remarks are enough for your ten clans, and now long live the Lord of the Ten Clans, and now you are gracious and forgive you from dying, even if you are not grateful to Dade, you still dare to make a big fuss! You really don't know how to write the word dead!"

"A pickled dog slave, without the talent to govern the country, without the courage to charge, full of flattery, can only slap the horse! Live without face to face the dignified person, dead without face to see his biological parents with a mutilated body!" Yang Lingzhi mocked disdainfully.

"Yang Lingzhi!" The eunuch of Shangyi Prison had red eyes, and he couldn't think of anything to refute. "You!you!you!good!good!good!"

After taking two long breaths, the eunuch of Shangyi Prison gritted his teeth and said, "Come on! Lord Yang Lingzhi criticized the government and government, formed a party for personal gain, and the first court staff was twenty. ”

Needless to say, a weak scholar like Yang Lingzhi, even if he is a tall and strong man, he will definitely not be able to stand up again after being beaten by these twenty court staffs.

The effect of different forces is completely different, and it all depends on the tone of the orderer, and the executor will understand it, and the proportion in his hand will be grasped accordingly. When the hand is light, the court staff is eighty and there is nothing wrong, and when the hand is heavy, the ten court staff is enough to kill people. And the tone of this Shangyi supervisor couldn't be more obvious.

"What rights do you have to court scepter to me? You are a little eunuch in Shangyi, what right do you have to be a court scepter court official!" Yang Lingzhi shouted, but he couldn't stop the four people who set him up, and they were immediately pressed on the bench, no matter how hard they struggled, it was useless.

"Dog minion, tomorrow I will join you in a special book, and all of you twelve prisons will be dismissed! Don't think that no one knows about your filthy deeds!"

Bang!

The three-inch thick heavy wood smashed a string of mist and landed firmly on Yang Lingzhi's buttocks, which immediately made him stop his voice.

Yang Lingzhi, who is as thin as a bamboo, doesn't have much meat on his buttocks, and his bones are definitely cracked when he goes down this board.

Before the pain passed, the next board followed. Even though Yang Lingzhi had some countless anger in his heart, he couldn't say it anymore. He can only grit his teeth and never beg for mercy from the despicable villain in front of him.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

It's just that the four boards go down, and Yang Lingzhi only has the air left to come out and not to enter.

"Yo, Lord Yang, aren't you quite tough, why don't you speak now?" said the eunuch of Shangyi Prison with a sneer.

Bang!

The staff did not stop.

Yang Lingzhi's face was mixed with white and white, his eyes were staring straight at one place, and he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Lord Yang, your bones are too weak. It's only been a few boards, and you're like this?"

The torrential rain fell mercilessly everywhere, instantly sweeping away the blood that Yang Lingzhi spit out, and also causing his hair to stick to his face loosely, making it look extremely miserable.

Bang!

The people who executed the court staff didn't need to pay attention to Yang Lingzhi's life or death in the slightest, they only needed to pay attention to the face of the person who gave the order. No matter how powerful the lying person was before, now he is just a fish on the chopping board.

"I will die today!" Yang Lingzhi only had this one thought in his heart.

Bang!

Yang Lingzhi's clenched teeth suddenly loosened, and his tense limbs collapsed weakly. No matter how hard the bones in this world are, they can't withstand the ruthless court staff.

"Stop. ”

Even if the board was about to hit Yang Lingzhi, he stopped alive, and the executioner's control of this point was really impressive.

"Lord Yang, this can't stand it? It's only seven boards down! There are still thirteen boards behind, it's still early! Lord Yang? Don't you be tough anymore?" the eunuch of Shangyi Prison raised his eyebrows. "See if you're dead?"

Immediately, someone went up and pinched Yang Lingzhi's face, lifted it up, and looked at his pupils.

"Returning to my lord, there is still a breath. ”

"Oh. The eunuch of Shangyi sat down on the chair next to him, and unhurriedly took a cup of tea and tasted it carefully. "Pointing from above, dissatisfied with anything in the court, as if you are the only one in this world who is innocent. Yang Lingzhi, are you really stupid, or are you blind?"

The chaotic rain overwhelmed everything and washed everything away.

The eunuch of Shangyi Prison seemed to have finally remembered that there was such a thing as Yang Lingzhi, and said slowly: "Come, notify Lord Yang's family and bring Lord Yang back." ”

"Lord Hui, Yang Lingzhi is dead. ”

"Dead?" the eunuch of Shangyi was not too surprised, and smiled contemptuously. "Dead is dead. Yang Lingzhi did not repent, and continued to criticize the current saint, inciting others, and his ill intentions were clearly exposed. The emperor's grace is vast, and he recites his merits, and only five strokes of the court staff are used as punishment. Unexpectedly, Yang Lingzhi himself had a stubborn illness, and he died of anger after the fifth court cane, and was transferred to the Criminal Department to deal with the case. Do you get it?"

"Understood. ”

"It's too cold here, let's go, let's go back to Shangyi Prison to take shelter from the rain. The eunuch of the Shangyi prison walked away as if nothing had happened.

The two people in charge of the court staff looked around left and right to make sure that there was no one, glanced at each other again, and immediately turned over Yang Lingzhi's body, searched around, and worked for half a moment, but found nothing.

"I didn't expect to be a poor ghost, I don't even have a whole or two pieces of silver in my money bag, does he look like an official?

The phlegm spit on Yang Lingzhi's body also gradually disappeared with the rain, just like his death, not many people saw it. All that was left was a white corpse outside the noon gate, and I don't know when someone would come to claim it.

......

The sound of the torrential rain was all cut out of the window, and only the crisp sound of falling children remained in the room.

An afternoon has been spent on this chessboard, and it is only the middle game until now. A game of chess is enough for two people for the next whole day.

Shikano Shen lifted the sunspot, but he didn't fall for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel his legs numb, so he changed his position.

"Brother Shiping, I heard that Yang Lingzhi died outside the noon gate. "It's just what happened, and here's the news.

"Expected. Lu Yeshen replied softly, his mind still on the chessboard.

"The old and new parties did not participate, and it was just a matter of not knowing how to protect themselves, and they were provoked on both sides, and finally provoked the Manchurian Dynasty, and no one helped them when they fell to this point. Otherwise, the Twelve Prisons would not dare to really kill Yang Lingzhi, who had no backstage. ”

Lu Yeshen fell lightly and said: "Criticize the old party for forming a party for personal gain, accuse the new party of abusing power for personal gain, denounce the wolf ambition of Dongjin Palace, and angrily scold the twelve prisons for being slanderous, none of the civil and military forces in the Manchu Dynasty are good, and the Ming Dynasty is rotten to the bones." He also accused the Holy One of closing his eyes and listening and ignoring the government. What do you think is the reason why such a person has survived until now?"

Such a person who has made enemies everywhere can actually achieve the imperial history of the four products all the way, which is really unreasonable when you think about it carefully.

"Please also ask Brother Ping for advice. ”

"Because a man does not want to see him die. Onlookers will also feel chaotic when they look at this chess game, but it is very clear in the hearts of the holders. The saying 'the authorities are obsessed with bystanders' is also true in reverse. Of course, the court needs the old and new parties to balance power, and it also needs upright people to always remind both sides not to go too far. This is the reason for Yang Lingzhi's existence. ”

"Brother Xie Shiping advised. ”

"What do you think of Brother Guanglin?" Lu Yeshen raised the chess piece and asked nonchalantly.

The other party groaned for a moment and said, "Originally, 'Qing Guan' was needed to maintain balance, and Dongjin Palace did it for you." In the future, it will be a three-legged stand. ”

Lu Yeshen chuckled lightly and said, "Brother Guanglin doesn't see it so shallowly, right?"

"In front of Brother Ping, how dare you hide it. ”

"Yang Lingzhi is dead, and the seat of the imperial history of the capital is vacant, does Brother Guanglin have any ideas?"

"Brother Ping has lifted me, my ass from the fourth grade is not hot yet, but I don't dare to move my ass to the fourth grade immediately, I'm afraid that my ass will be burned!"

"Brother Guanglin is really good at laughing. This position must be accepted by the eight-sided and exquisite Guanglin brother!"

"Thanks to Brother Ping's love, I don't dare to accept it. ”

"Haha......" Kano smiled deeply, stopped discussing the matter, and continued to play chess.

......

As a very ordinary day in October of the twelfth year of Tianshun, the historian only wrote a few strokes and then rested, opened his umbrella and walked into the rain, and couldn't help but shiver.

"It's really cold in this rain!"