Chapter 131: The sky is full of stars
A black-painted carriage drove through the long street, along Bianliang Cross Street to the north, through the heavy gate, to a dark black gate.
Thirty or fifty Golden Feather Guard spies were waiting outside the door early in the morning. When he saw the carriage and horses coming, he quickly pushed open the gate.
The closed door let out a long "squeak" and slowly opened, revealing a narrow and deep alley inside.
The alleys are dark and damp, lined with low, shabby houses, even so low that they seem to be half-buried in the earth.
The houses and laneways are made of bluestone, and the surface is covered with moss, and the half-decayed eaves are leaning against each other, almost obscuring the sky.
As soon as the gate was closed, the entire narrow alley was shrouded in shadow, and even at noon, there was no daylight.
This is Jin Yuwei's Zhao Prison, the place where countless people have heard of it, and many of the former powerful people of Great Qi died here.
Outside the Zhao Prison, there is a large open space, and at this time, the couch has been set up in advance, the brocade mat has been laid, and two smokers have been placed next to it to keep warm and remove filth.
The carriage drove directly to this open space, and Chen Shou, who got off the car, walked to the front of the seat, lifted his robe, and sat down.
The four guards stood behind him with knives and nodded towards Jin Yuwei's spies, and after one of them stood still, he raised his voice and said, "Take someone to commit a crime." β
The sound of chains sounded from the low, dark house, and a prisoner was dragged in.
Most of these prisoners wore heavy flails and disheveled heads, and every step was difficult.
In the past, it was not that there were no officials as prisoners, but they would not have been tortured so badly, because the arrest of officials involved in the struggle at the top, and I don't know when they will recover.
The conditions in the official prison in Bianliang, the capital of Great Qi, are much better than those in ordinary prisons, and the jailers in the official prison are also polite to the prisoners, this is an experience that has been handed down since ancient times, who knows which court official said today that he would kill his head tomorrow but the official was reinstated? You offended people very much, and after they were released from prison, a casual word could strangle you to death like an ant.
Therefore, the jailers of the official prison are not only very polite to the prisoners, but still respect the lord in the prison, and as long as you have money and want to enjoy something, the jailer will run errands for you.
Among the prisoners present, there were also those who had been in official prisons, and it was like a fairyland compared to now.
In this dark and damp prison, there was not even a ray of sunlight, and these prisoners did not dare to open their eyes after being kicked out.
Chen Shou looked at them, it was difficult to identify which colleague he used to be, and he didn't go to court in the main hall much, but these former officials quickly recognized Chen Shou.
For a while, all kinds of foul language emerged in an endless stream, and some people tried their last strength to scold Chen Shou for blood.
More people are full of expectations, hoping that Chen Shou will take them out and give them a chance to re-stand in line.
This is a group of officials who stand in line again and again, and they all perfectly avoid Chen Shou, and even after Chen Shou seized power, the diehards who still conspired and calculated against him stayed in Zhao Prison for a few months, and most of them lost their former integrity.
A spy saw that Chen Shou's expression was different, lowered his head and whispered: "These officials, in the comfortable study, in front of the beauties in the red sleeves, imagine their iron integrity, enter our Zhao Prison, and change it for them in one day." β
Chen Shou waved his hand, signaling him not to humiliate these people anymore, and said loudly: "Everyone, when the country employs people, I will give you another chance, and if you are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, stand on the left." β
With a hula, pulling the chains and heavy flails, a group of officials crawled and walked to the left.
There were only seven or eight people in the same place, staring at the bronze bell-like eyes, holding the wooden flail with both hands, pulling the iron shackles to a clang, and still shouting and scolding.
Chen Shou waved his hand, and several guards escorted them down, at this time, they could not tolerate the slightest soft-heartedness, their position was not necessarily very solid, and they might be overturned if they were not careful.
Chen Shou said with a smile: "Since you have all repented, hurry up and remove the shackles." β
These officials, all of a sudden, were shackled, and they felt like they had come back to life, flattering Chen Shou.
Chen Shou said with a smile: "Give another half an hour to think about it, now when employing people, as long as you are willing to draw a clear line with the traitor Wei Yunse and completely get rid of his cancer, go and talk to the spies here, I am waiting for you in the Ministry of Officials." β
After finishing speaking, Chen Shou got up and left, which was a little depressing and uncomfortable.
After leaving Zhaojiao and coming to the Ministry of Officials, the officials here are also busy.
When Chen Shou came back from the summer palace, Li Lingfeng gave him another bad move, asking Chen Shou to send these arrested officials to various feudal towns as officials.
As soon as they went, they took with them the appointment of the imperial court, and they were justified. He is a high-ranking official with qualifications and prestige, and going out to be a prefect belongs to the decentralization of four or five levels in a row.
Will they be able to stop then? It is definitely about fighting for power and profit, and everyone has an intricate relationship of power behind them. After they take office, they will definitely have to work for the well-being of the forces behind them, so there will be contradictions.
In this way, even if it cannot stir up the unrest in the region where it is responsible, at least it will cause distrust and even hatred between various forces.
Chen Shou sits in Kaifeng and the two mansions, just like the heart of the center of Daqi, and he is afraid that the strongmen from all over the country will unite. Like the princes of the Eighteen Roads, they entered Kaifeng Mansion in a mighty way.
These Beijing officials are all people who have become officials, and they don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, so it's a waste of food for them to be in Bianliang, so it's better to let them continue to stir up the wind and rain, shine brightly, and harm those ambitious princes from all walks of life.
Let them start infighting first, consume their energy, and develop by themselves is the king.
In order to achieve this goal, the most important thing is to find out the details of them, and then send them to the right place to be officials. If the place is right, they can borrow the power of the clan or protΓ©gΓ©, it is not too good.
For this matter, the people of the Ministry of Officials have been busy for several days, Chen Shou sat in the lobby for a while, and soon those prisoners couldn't wait to come to the Ministry of Officials.
There was Jin Yuwei's carriage, which sent them here, and the officials and gentlemen who were tortured to the point of not being human, stepped on the green bricks of the yamen, and immediately regained their vitality.
Power is a cure for all diseases.
"I've seen the Marquis of Zhongyong." An old official stepped forward and sneered.
Zhang He leaned on Chen Shou's ear and said softly: "This is Zhao Xiangcheng, the original secretary of the Ministry of Rites. β
Chen Shou was startled, he couldn't see Zhao Xiangcheng's appearance at all, he smiled and said, "Lord Zhao, please hurry up, come here, move a chair for Lord Zhao." β
"Don't dare, don't dare..."Zhao Xiangcheng said as he waved his hand.
Chen Shou asked with a smile: "Old Zhao is old, if I remember correctly, you are from Yangzhou, right?" β
"Oh, the Marquis of Zhongyong actually knows that he has tormented the old man."
"Haha, the fallen leaves return to the roots, the fox dies on the hill, and the homeland is hard to leave. Since Zhao Lao is from Yangzhou, it is better to go to Gaoyou and be a prefect, what do you think? β
Gaoyou was next to Yangzhou City, Zhao Xiangcheng didn't expect to have a chance to go back, and he was moved to tears.
"The old man will not forget the loyalty and courage of Hou Daen until he dies."
I'm afraid I won't forget this revenge until I die, Chen Shou didn't break it, and the chuckle on his face was a little fake.