CHAPTER XLVII
Ignoring Hao Jinze's swearing, Zhang Zhizheng walked out of the criminal department in a dignified manner.
In the past, Zhang Zhizheng was the treasure of the major gambling houses in the capital, and the key observation object of the major upper-class people, and the gambling houses would send people to guard the entrance of the criminal department, but now seeing Zhang Zhizheng come out safe and sound, he shocked everyone's eyes, and slapped the faces of those who couldn't bet out.
"This, Lord Zhang has been released from prison?" Xiao Si, who was guarding the door, was clever and hurriedly went back to report to the gambling house.
"Cut, fuss." Listening to the man's shout, Zhang Zhizheng didn't care.
Walking on the lively street of the capital, the eyes of the people on the street made Zhang Zhizheng very uncomfortable, and he just wanted to go back to the house as soon as possible to suppress the shock.
Prison cells of the penal department
The officials held a glass of poisonous wine, a white silk, and a dagger, and coldly put it in front of Hao Jinze.
Wang Zhaoting, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, said in an old-fashioned manner: "The emperor said that if you want to kill yourself in prison, you will be given three ways to commit suicide, you can choose by yourself."
Dropping these words, Wang Zhaoting threw Hao Jinze a little time, and everyone sat outside and waited.
Only Hao Jinze was left to tease his eyelids in a daze, and he was terrified.
Staring at the poisoned wine in front of you, the dagger. Bai Aya's hard stab stabbed his eyes.
has been wandering in the officialdom for so many years, Hao Jinze has no other skills, but he can speculate on the sacred heart, and it is impossible for Hao Jinze not to understand the words and colors.
It must be that the emperor is shielding the princess, for the sake of the royal family's reputation, he is favoring Zhang Zhizheng, and he, the person who is complaining, must die, only if he dies, no one will bring it up, and will come up with evidence to insult the royal family's reputation.
Hao Jinze pulled his lips sarcastically, picked up the poisonous wine in his hand and shook it, and the six gods had no master: "Hmph, the dog emperor, and Zhang Zhizheng, especially Zhang Jiayi, I don't know if you knew that I ended up like this, would you be happy, and finally the murderer's accomplice died."
Immediately afterwards, Hao Jinze gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth: "But even if the official is dead, your mother's grievances can only sleep underground forever, and the truth you got from those days of painstaking investigation is completely useless, and from now on you will live in pain forever, and you can't extricate yourself from depression in your heart."
You must know that the dignity of the royal family is not allowed to be broken by anyone, and you want retribution for all those who hurt your mother. Just wait for the emperor to die.
"Who knows how far you can go for your dead mother, whether you will murder the emperor or end up like this official?" It's a pity that he didn't know about these things later.
Because he had to go first, no matter how unwilling he was, he was powerless to struggle.
Hao Jinze silently poured the poisonous wine to the ground alone, and suddenly the poisonous wine bubbled white, and the smoke slowly rose.
"This cup of poisonous wine is not drunk by the official, the official respects the dead Gao Tang, and respects you Zhang Jiayi."
Saying that, he held the white silk in his hand, and did not hang himself, but draped it on his body.
"This white silk is for me to bring 67 filial piety to the dead, I believe that my acquaintance will make the life of my wife and children a little better, in case they can't give me linen and filial piety, let me come and put on my own linen and filial piety."
Poured out the poisonous wine, put on the white silk, he was liberated, picked up the dagger in his hand, thrust it hard, and coagulated it in his chest, blood flowed all over the ground, and the whole person died without looking at it, and did not close his eyes.
He paved the road with blood, kept filial piety with white silk, sprinkled the ugliness of the sky, opened the road of yin and yang, and fell to the gate of hell.
He will be repented and compensated for all his deeds for the rest of his life.
It can be regarded as exhausting the organs, leaving such a result, and taking revenge on Zhang Jiayi's dead mother.
At the beginning, he was one of the murderers who helped.
When people died, everyone was accustomed to it, the official was responsible for collecting the corpse, and Wang Zhaoting went to report to the emperor.
How about the criminal department, most people outside want to cry without tears, and there are no pants left.
There are even some people who are bankrupt and crying a handful of snot and tears: "Ouch, my mother is tired, she is evil, tell you not to gamble, don't gamble, you don't listen, now our family has just built a new house, and it will be cool for a few days, you are fine."
The woman was equally heartbroken and made a fateful decision.
"No, with a husband like you who gambles all day, sooner or later you will lose your son and daughter, and my mother must be separated from you."
The man who lost the misery did not have any remorse, and shook his head resolutely disagree: "Lady, you believe me, I just had bad luck and made a wrong bet for a while, believe me, I will definitely be able to bet on you and give you a splendid time."
When the woman heard this, she directly pushed away the gambling minister, and lost a sentence of obsession.
The man firmly believes that there is always light after the darkness, and it can only be said that gambling is harmful.
This is not the worst of all, some people have already lost their families and property to the point of selling their children and daughters.
As for the last laugh, only Wang Mengxun, Wang Zhaoting, and Wang Chenggao made their bet that Zhang Zhizheng came out smoothly.
In the Imperial History Mansion of Zuodu, Wang Mengxun looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, this official has made a lot of money, and he has made a lot of money."
Something so big happened, Shui Haoyu came to comfort Zhang Jiayi, as if he didn't know that Zhang Zhizheng had been released from prison.
In the room, orphans and widows, Zhang Jiayi said calmly: "Father, if something happens, I can't help, I can only wait for the result, and you can choose a date for our family affairs, this will not delay the marriage."
Picking up the scissors, she trimmed the flowers in the pot.
Shui Haoyu still didn't believe it: "Jiayi, is this really okay, my father-in-law will not be out of prison for a day, my heart will be uneasy for a day, others are suffering in prison, but we can live happily?"
"Yes, we're all useless people anyway, aren't we?" She didn't blush when she said this, and she didn't get angry.
Shui Haoyu was a little decadent, Zhang Jiayi saw it, and made up by the way: "When you get good grades in the study exam, everything will pass."
These words gave Shui Haoyu confidence and strengthened Shui Haoyu's belief.
"Yes, I want to study, gain fame, and save my father-in-law. Earn you a life that will not suffer for the rest of your life. ”
Zhang Jiayi was silent, saying goodbye to Zhang Jiayi, and Shui Haoyu was a little reluctant to leave.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he hurriedly shouted, "Little son-in-law see father-in-law."
It's really a matter what, no matter what, as long as the father-in-law is okay.
Although his father-in-law is prejudiced against him and looks down on him, he will work hard.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhizheng's attitude was good this time: "Good virtuous son-in-law, is the date set, let's marry Jiayi when it's set."
In the past, Zhang Zhizheng couldn't bear Zhang Jiayi to get married, but now it's different, this rebel girl knows all the truth, and the suffering she suffered this time, so he can't wait to marry quickly.