Chapter 184: Labor, My Broken Head?

The sky retreats from the stars, the winged tiger, the Zhejiang Dao, the order of the imperial history!

The sky is full of stars, and the public criminal department gives the middle of the matter to solve the dragon!

The earth is full of stars, jade flags, and the staff of the Ministry of Officials, Zhou Shunchang!

The —— of the Shangshu Wang Zhiyu of the Iron Arm Punishment Department of the Horizon Star appointed the "List of Donglin Great Poisonous Grass Thieves"

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Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat!

Who wrote this very uplifting poem, which made people's blood boil when they heard it, and the second uncle didn't think about it for a long time in the cell.

In the end, I simply didn't think about it, it was written by literati anyway.

He tried to write the poem on the wall, because he felt that his life was short, and that he would have to leave something in this world at the end of his life.

But in the end, only the words "Li Jinzhong" were engraved on the wall, and there was nothing else.

Name, the second uncle can write it.

It doesn't matter if you are illiterate as an errand boy in the palace, but you must be able to write your name, otherwise the monthly money is likely to be claimed by others.

In fact, the second uncle originally wanted to write his real name, but after a few hesitations, he still wrote the name "Li Jinzhong".

He didn't want outsiders to know that his surname was Wei, and he didn't want outsiders to know that he killed Yang Lian's dog thief for his nephew.

Second uncle, don't be stupid.

He just looked stupid, but his heart was bright.

Counting today, this is the fifth day of the second uncle's imprisonment.

Nothing happened for five days.

No one came to mention the second uncle to go out to kill him, and no one came to interrogate him, only the jailer showed up on time at the meal every day, and other than that, no one came to disturb the second uncle.

The second uncle was left in the cell like that, as if he had been forgotten.

Until now, the second uncle didn't understand how he could be imprisoned. Come on, come on, thinking that you are the one who is going to die anyway, and you are not going to put it down. Therefore, the second uncle's mentality is still very optimistic, at least he lives in a single room, and it is the first time in more than 20 years that he has lived in a room alone.

After staying for a few days, the second uncle gradually got used to this kind of life that no one cared about, and he really felt the edict.

The edict prison is not as terrible as rumored by the outside world, at a glance, except for the second uncle's cell, the rest of the cells are empty. The floors of many cells are covered with moss due to the long period of dampness, and the walls are covered with various green plants.

There are no torture instruments, no bloodstains, and no screams, the huge edict is like a garden in the south of the Yangtze River, and it can't be quieter anymore.

Even, the arrival of the second uncle made the jailers feel strange and excited, because since the twenty-third year of Wanli, no prisoners have been detained in the Imperial Prison.

As incredible as it sounds, it's just the way it is.

Li Sancai's "Stopping the Mining Tax from Chen Shu" eulogizes the emperor's virtue and politics, and Shu Zhongzhong said that the front of the East Arrest Factory of the eunuch commander was deserted, and there were only a few eunuchs there, and the courtyard of the edict prison presided over by Jin Yiwei was covered with grass.

Even the officials who like to make trouble for the emperor the most in the foreign dynasties have to admit that His Majesty is not a monarch who kills innocents indiscriminately, and compared with his previous ancestors, he is undoubtedly the most merciful emperor. Since his accession to the throne, the emperor's punishment of his courtiers has been limited to the court rod, but it is only to vent his anger, and there is no intention of death with the rod.

It's just that it is precisely because the current emperor is too merciful that the officials are becoming more and more bold.

Why the party struggle in this dynasty has become more and more fierce is, in the final analysis, the emperor's own indulgence. If he had half of his grandfather's means and ruthlessness, I am afraid that he would not be able to hide in the deep palace.

What is helpless is that the emperor's benevolence and concession are exchanged for the accusations of the faint monarch; And the emperor who often raises big cases and beheads his courtiers is a Ming monarch praised by everyone.

The second uncle didn't know that he was the first "guest" of the edict in twenty years.

But it doesn't matter much if you know that you don't know, and it's very difficult to survive in prison. Although the second uncle didn't know a single word, he had worked in the palace for more than 20 years, so he knew that it was impossible for him to get out alive. When he was arrested, Yang Lian fell to the ground covered in blood and did not move, so the second uncle thought that he had killed Yang Lian.

The palace slave beats the dead officer, and there is no way to live.

Therefore, the biggest "fun" of the second uncle now, or the only thing he can do, is to feel death in advance.

The jailers had noticed more than once that the old man named Li Jinzhong liked to lie on the hay-paved ground after eating, and then straightened his hands and slowly lifted them up like a zombie, and then raised them straight and high, and then fell down heavily, and then his legs were also tense and his eyes were already closed.

Motionless, if you don't get close, you can't even feel the slightest breath, as if you're dead.

As soon as you lie down, it is half a day.

At first, it was basically the same action and process, and after two or three days, the jailers were surprised to find that this old man had added a drama to himself.

The second uncle cried to himself.

The crying was very miserable, hoarse, crying and crying and singing, just like the people crying graves.

The old stuff is endless!

The few jailers on duty really couldn't stand it anymore, and they were about to stop this old guy with an iron rod, but for some reason, the cell leader who led the team said that Li Jinzhong could not be tortured, and he couldn't beat him.

Helplessly, the jailers also let Li Jinzhong go.

The second uncle was a loyal and honest man, and Xu sensed from the impatience and disgust in the impatient and disgusted eyes of the jailer that he might have affected the rest of the family, so on the fifth day, that is, this morning, he stopped crying or singing. He didn't lie on the ground like he did two days ago, but squatted in the corner with his sleeves up.

Just squatting.

The jailers just need to watch the people and don't let themselves be broken, and they don't care about the rest. Li Jinzhong didn't make trouble, and they were happy to be clean.

The second uncle is squatting, but there are thousands of things in his heart.

When people are going to die, they always think of the past, and think of the people they miss the most.

The second uncle did not regret beating Yang Lian to death for his nephew, he only regretted that he had read less, and when he beat Yang Lian, he failed to list him as one of the eighteen or twenty-four major crimes, so that the world would know the sins of this traitor.

The second uncle was also worried, not only worried about whether his nephew would survive the catastrophe, but also worried that his body might be discarded at will after his death, so that the eldest brother and nephew would not be able to take him back to his hometown for burial.

The days of lonely souls and ghosts, the second uncle has really had enough, and he doesn't want to live anymore. But after his death, he could not decide on his own, so he could only secretly pray that the Bodhisattva would bless him to return to his hometown after death, or that his nephews would be able to find the remains of his old man.

Just thinking about it, about half an hour later, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the cell, and then a jailer opened the door, and then a few brocade guards came in and couldn't help but say that they set up the second uncle, and then dragged him out.

Yes, it's time to send us on the road!

When the second uncle was set up, he was relieved, he was not afraid of death, but the taste of waiting for death was really uncomfortable.

In the end, in the end...

The second uncle didn't struggle at all, and let the brocade guards drag him out, but when he saw the cell head in the aisle, his old man still subconsciously asked: "Labor, we haven't eaten the severed head yet." ”

The cell boss was expressionless, and he didn't mean to ask someone to bring the decapitated meal to the second uncle.

The second uncle felt a little cold in his heart, and secretly muttered to himself, no wonder they all said that the edict is not for people, it turns out that this head killer does not make people have enough to eat.