Volume 2 Step by Step Thrilling Into Bianliang Volume 2 The Ninth Chapter Kyoto Kaifeng Mansion
On the south side of the city wall, on the right side of the street, in the direction of Yan Jiuniang's vision, in a pavilion nearly five battles high, stood two men, one fat and one thin.
The chubby person is about forty years old, with a beard, neat care, good facial features, and a somewhat kind attitude.
Dressed in a light blue round-necked gown, with a blue and black scarf wrapped around his head, he stood with his hands in his hands, his appearance was solemn and generous, and his dignity and elegance were self-evident.
This person is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the current Son of Heaven, the birdman sitting on the dragon chair in Li Kui's mouth - Zhao Ji of Song Huizong.
"Luo Zhu, what are you anxious about, wait, the submarine hasn't surfaced yet."
On Zhao Ji's side, Luo Zhu stood with his hands down, with an anxious look on his face, in just such a moment, he had already asked for Li Yan's holy grace five or six times.
Rao is the closest person to the saint, and he doesn't dare to talk nonsense now, as the so-called heavenly grace is unpredictable, and the king is like a tiger.
With such a special status as him, he should always be vigilant, if any words are heard by the emperor to be disloyal, he will be dismissed from office at the least, and he will be dismissed from office at worst......
"Luo Zhu, has Sister Ling found out anything?" Zhao Ji walked from the terrace to the house, sat cross-legged on the couch, and blew tea.
Luo Zhu lowered his head, a pair of Danfeng eyes quickly turned a few times, and after thinking twice, he said, "Sister She...... Recently, he was pestered by Wang Shaozai, and he couldn't care about anything else for a while. β
Zhao Ji snorted coldly, casually put the teacup on the low table, spilled stains of water, stood up unhappily, and said coldly: "Go and save your sister-in-law." β
A little eunuch walked a few steps, stretched out his wrist to help him go downstairs, and when he reached the staircase, he said hatefully: "Let Huanxi pickle that old thing, I will call the shots for her!" β
Luo Zhu immediately knelt down, shouted long live, and waited for the footsteps to fade before he took a long breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and smiled bitterly.
How could he not know that the last words of the saint were just a mouthful, if he could really kill the important ministers of the country so simply, he would not have sent someone to collect evidence of Wang Fu's crimes.
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Li Yan stumbled along the way, as if he was paraded through the streets, crossing half of Bianliang City, and the officers and soldiers seemed to do it deliberately, and everywhere they passed through were the most prosperous streets in Kyoto.
There were more and more onlookers, Li Jun seized the opportunity to throw the newspaper in his satchel into the air, his excitement was overflowing, and he once returned to his former appearance, and he suddenly felt that there were still things worth remembering in this world.
When passing through Jinhuan Street, there is a pink wall mandarin tile on the right hand side, the street faΓ§ade of the transparent screen window, the second floor has a suspended corridor, the corridor is rolled high along the green curtain, and the embroidered curtain hangs low.
Under the curtain, there is a stunning beauty, with dark clouds on the sideburns, a hairpin and a golden phoenix, with the waves of autumn water in her eyes, her eyebrows brushing the daisies of the spring mountains, and her slender jade hand pinching an embroidered fan, covering her mouth and nose, staring at the crowd gathered on the street, obsessed.
An old woman rushed up from downstairs, showed the newspaper in her hand in front of the beautiful woman, and said bitterly:
"Girl, if you don't get old, you will go to Shaozai's Mansion and tell people about it, so that you can save your life, after all, it is also ......"
Before the old woman could finish speaking, the beautiful woman suddenly trembled, clenched her teeth, showed a murderous intent on her face, was furious, angrily tore off the embroidered curtain, and then threw the fan on the street, and slammed it on the fence with a heavy fist, and then wiped out a few bloody marks on the back of her white hand.
The fan fluttered down, in the arms of a young brother, facing the sudden floating fan, the young brother subconsciously looked up, and couldn't help but exclaim: Master Li!
This voice was like pulling a silk string, causing a chain reaction, and an exclamation continued to explode in the crowd, and everyone stopped to watch, all attracted by the beauty of the beauty on the corridor, and even a string of unknown liquid flowed from the corner of the mouth, but they didn't know it.
It's a pity, just for a moment, the beautiful woman turned around and walked into the house, everyone let out a disappointed sigh, only the boy who got the fan, still laughing like a fascination, looking at the violet flowers embroidered on the fan, it was difficult to calm the excitement in his heart for a long time.
He turned to his entourage and ordered: "Go home quickly and ask my father for money, and my son will redeem Master Li!" β
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Bianliang City, Kaifeng Mansion, Gongtang.
When it comes to Kaifeng Mansion, the first thing that comes to mind must be Bao Zheng Bao Qingtian, but unfortunately, Lord Bao has been dead for many years, and what is even more regrettable is that his heroic spirit does not exist.
Today's Kaifeng Mansion Yin surnamed Wang is a single name of a Ge, known for his ruthless methods, torture is commonplace, the most famous is the sentence: Theft is not serious, and it is sentenced to death.
Li Yan was kicked down on the black slate of the public hall, endured the pain, looked up and looked around, only to see a middle-aged man with full of authority sitting under the plaque hanging high in the mirror, who was whispering something to the small-eyed soldier at this time, and glanced at Li Yan from time to time out of the corner of his eye.
Not long after, the small-eyed soldier retreated from the hall, his task had been completed, and when he passed by Li Yan's side, he didn't forget to sneer.
Bang!
Wang Ge slapped the startling wood hard, and when the public hall was ascended, it was quiet, and he said sharply: Ascend to the hall!
The two rows of officials hit the ground with wooden sticks and shouted in unison: Wei ...... Military......
Li Yanru was in a dream, and suddenly had an urge to laugh, but after seeing the red-headed court staff, he couldn't help but tighten his hips, and immediately became serious, he needed to take it seriously, if he was hit a few times by this thing, it was not a joke.
"Oh, who is kneeling in the hall, report your name!" Wang Ge shouted.
Li Jun often saw this kind of scene, understood the etiquette in the court, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Back to the boss, Li Jun, the victim of the grass people." β
"My name is Li Yan."
Although Li Yan's tone was not hard, the rules were wrong, and just one sentence attracted Wang Ge's disgust.
Wang Ge grimaced and asked, "Grass man Li Yan, answer this official, how did you commit murder and hurt people?" β
"I didn't hurt anyone, let alone commit murder, he hit me first, and I was in ......"
Bang!
Before Li Yan finished speaking, Wang Ge re-shot the shocking wood again, and said loudly: "If you come to the court, you dare to deny it, despise the royal law, and serve with torture!" β
With that, he took out a red-headed bamboo stick from the wooden tube and threw it in front of Li Yan.
Two officials received the order and walked to the hall, one of them held a wooden stool in his hand, and couldn't help but say, one left and one right set up Li Yan, like killing a pig, pressed it on the stool, one lifted the back placket, and the other took off his trousers, and Li Yan's snow-white ass was exposed to everyone.
Li Yan's eyes were closed, there was really no way to meet such a dog official, and there was no excuse for the crime he wanted to add, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it silently.
At the last moment, a master came out from behind the screen, waved his hand, and said, "Wait, and delay the execution." β
Wang Gezou looked at the teacher with accusations in his eyes.
The two turned around, turned their backs to everyone, and the master took out a sticker from his cuffs, three inches long, two inches wide, and a gilded word "cigarette" in the middle, Wang Ge held it in his hand, and said suspiciously: "Old man smoke?" β
The master lowered his voice and said: "Exactly, please think twice, the defendant is just a slave of Chai Mansion, and he will defend his case." β
Wang Ge nodded, put the sticker into his sleeve, sat back on the official case, cleared his throat, and waved his hand at the yacha.
The yacha helped Li Yan up with interest, and his movements were extremely soothing, as if he was holding a crystal, for fear that he would break it.
"Li Yan, this official asked you, have you beaten Li Jun, you must recruit from the truth."
Li Jun instantly collapsed on the ground, like cold water pouring on his head, pouring cold on his heart.
Although they seem to be asking the same question twice, but the way of asking is different, it is destined to have different endings, he is very familiar with the Tao here, it is rare to have this opportunity to relieve his hatred, but in the end he still failed to punish Li Yan, and he was unwilling in his heart.
Li Yan was also relieved, let out a sigh of relief, and carefully recounted what happened at the city gate.
After hearing this, Wang Ge was shocked and shouted: "In this way, this Diao slave first made a big fuss and hurt people?" β
Li Yan finally knew what it meant to be an official, and he was justified from top to bottom, and he was disdainful in his heart, but he couldn't bring it out on his face, and said respectfully: "My lord is wise, it's true." β
"Come, drag this slave out, and reprimand him with thirty rods, to punish him for the crime of being a slave and disobedient. Scholar Li Yan ......"
Wang Ge paused, and then said: "Although it is out of self-defense, but as a scholar, you riot the streets, spit foul language, punish you for copying the Tao Te Ching ten times, and hand it over to the government the next day, do you have complaints?" β
"There are no complaints, the boss distinguishes between right and wrong, and the people are lucky."
Li Yan can have any complaints, he slapped two sycophants in a row, I don't know if it's right to use it here, anyway, it's right to say good things.
"Okay, ...... out"
As soon as Wang Ge wanted to say that he would retreat from the hall, before the words of the hall could be spoken, he saw a person running in at the door, and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, wait, Zai Zhi has something to bring to Lord Wang." β
Wang Ge recognized that the person who came was the personal entourage of Shaozai Wang Fu, and he was quite taboo in his heart, so he only owed himself and did not stand up.
Although the two do not belong to the same faction, they are officials in the same dynasty, and they still have to live in face, after all, Shaozai is the second grade, and even if he is a bachelor of Longtu Pavilion and the Yin of Kaifeng Mansion, he is only a third-grade title.
So he said politely: "Since Lord Shaozai has an order, and the lower officials have to obey it, then please say it." β
Li Jun, who was originally taken out to prepare for execution, suddenly came to his senses, and said excitedly to the yacha beside him: "Slow, slow, this matter has changed, this matter has changed." β
The two yacha laughed, and one of them quipped, "You quite understand." β
In the hall, Wang Fu's entourage held their heads high, pointed at Li Yan arrogantly, and said: "What this son did at the south gate is seen in the eyes of the ruler, if it is not severely punished, it will be difficult to resolve the people's grievances." Li Thief is articulate, please Lord Wang enforce the law impartially, don't believe his words! β
Wang Ge's teeth gritted and gurgled, how could there be a reason to try the case again and again, a large number of people had gathered at the yamen, if the verdict was changed at this time, it would undoubtedly be a blow to one's face, and the trial would be unreasonable to put aside, and take Wang Fa like a child's play, but it was a big deal.
Just as he hesitated, the master came out from behind the screen again, this time not alone, followed by a personable man.
The man shook his fan and said to the court, "Oh? Is it? Where will that be, Lord Wang? I'm with the official family in the Silk Pavilion, I don't know who can see it more clearly? β