Volume 3: Tempered into Steel Chapter Seventy-Four: I Want to Drink
Xiang Wenyao closed his eyes tightly, but knelt on the ground with a faint sigh: "The minister has nothing to say, it is the minister's incompetence that makes the Guangdong officialdom rotten, just begging the emperor to release the minister's wife, she is just a woman who doesn't know anything." ”
"Husband! If you are guilty, you will not live alone as a concubine. Your Majesty, my lord has never done anything illegal and undisciplined, is it a mistake? There must be a traitor framed by a traitor! Gong Mu'er looked directly at Zhu Qizhen and said.
The husband and wife looked at each other hand in hand, and they both wanted each other to be safe and sound.
Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but sigh, how good it is to fall in love, write romance, and be happy to be a pair of infatuated mandarin ducks, but to be an official, isn't this harmful to others and yourself?
"You husband and wife are affectionate and very affectionate! Xiang Wenyao, if you show all your heart for your wife and use it on the people, Huang Xiaoyang will not appear. ”
"Cheap nonsense, the emperor must not be like her, it is the minister who has betrayed the emperor's trust and failed to be a good parent official, please punish the emperor!" Xiang Wenyao pulled Gong Mu'er behind him.
Although Gong Mu'er was reluctant, her face was as pale as paper in the face of the fierce brocade guards beside Zhu Qizhen, as well as those soldiers with knives.
Since she was born, her parents have cultivated in the direction of a good wife and mother, and naturally they don't have the pungent boldness of a woman in the market, how can they not be afraid now?
Zhu Qizhen looked at Xiang Wenyao from head to toe again, these days he is full of spirits, and the lord of the feudal platform who has been supported by the ridges, although the official uniform on his body is a little more wrinkled because of the previous kneeling, but the meticulous hair combed is still visible on the heart.
Moving his gaze, Xiang Wenyao was surrounded by Li Mao, Xia Yan and others, and then there were hundreds of officials from various yamen kneeling in a circle.
Even if it is a crime, it is the official who kneels in front of him, and he has the opportunity to spit out his bitterness with the emperor, say two words of unavoidable defense, and strive for a light sentence.
Today's Da Ming law is no longer as strict as Zhu Yuanzhang was, but even if it is so, if you really act according to the law, then the officials in this full court can still kill most of them.
If you count according to the big edict set by Lao Zhu, almost none of the kneeling people can get out alive.
This killing, and the hundreds of errands vacated are another difficult problem for who will do them, and these are all the credit of this lord of the domain.
"Don't quarrel, don't make mistakes, you can understand these six words." Zhu Qizhen's gaze returned to Xiang Wenyao.
"Xiang Wenyao, you are a feudal official, all day long
Knowing that you are alone, I want to ask you, are you alone? Zhu Qizhen's eyes became colder and colder.
There will always be those refined egoists who are not willing to do even the thing of shouting in passing, even if this shouting can save the lives of thousands of people, they still turn a blind eye.
Xiang Wenyao was silent, and his wife's low sobs came from behind him.
Geng Jiuchou, as the right attendant of the Criminal Department, is also a well-known incorruptible official, so he naturally has no good face for these flies and dogs.
"Your Majesty, do you think you should wait for the imperial court to send someone over and then deal with it, or will you bring these ink greedymen to justice today?"
Zhu Qizhen didn't speak, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the tabletop, the candle flame swayed in his eyes, and even the sound of breathing in the garden was suppressed for a while.
In Wang's shopkeeper's house, a scream broke the silence of the night.
"Ahh Boss! Wang Lishi, the wife of the shopkeeper, screamed in surprise, and her body fell to the ground weakly.
After Wang Li made dinner, he wanted to take the opportunity to deliver food to his man and persuade him a few more words, but he didn't expect to see such a scene when he opened the door.
I saw the door wide open, the shopkeeper Wang hanging on the beam, his feet swaying slightly, the stool that had been kicked over, and a pot of overturned liquor on the table beside him, which was exuding a strong smell.
When the elderly parents heard the voice, they rushed to the scene, and when they saw this scene, the old mother rolled her eyes and fainted in fright.
The old father staggered two steps, stabilized his body, and hurried to pinch his old woman's people.
A child a few years old was stunned by Wang Li's side, and in addition to fear, there was also fear in his widening eyes.
It was still the waterway out of the city in the direction of Shiziyang, and the prince Gou Jian and the old servant Kuanbo left in the small boat when they came.
Gou Jian was still standing at the bow of the boat, and the northwest wind blew behind itself, blowing up a few strands of unruly long hair and dancing wildly in front of him.
The night is getting darker, and Gou Jian, who has no expression on his face, is in an extraordinarily relaxed state, and his body is scattered there.
Kuanbo looked back at the city behind him, as if the prosperity was in front of him, and sighed melancholy.
"What's wrong?" Gou Jian asked.
Kuanbo came back to his senses and said slowly: "When people are old, they fall in love with the old, and they live for a few years and suddenly want to leave, which is really a little reluctant. ”
"Haha, Lumber, you're like that
It's rare. I remember that you were originally a general who led troops to the border, and the desert lonely smoke looked like how many years, and I haven't seen you mention it, how can you still have feelings for such a temporary land? Gou Jian said with a smile.
Kuanbo shook his head and said, "The old slave has been on the horse for the first half of his life, and he is used like a knife. Only after staying with the young master can he feel that he is a living person. Hehe......"
Gou Jian was silent for a moment, and said in a low but firm voice: "I will definitely let you take care of your old age in the future, in that big mansion!" I will marry a few more daughters-in-law, and then you will work hard to give birth to a few more dolls to help me take care of the house! ”
"One Sword Alone"
Kuanbo's tone was a little worried and persuaded: "Childe, the old slaves are all at this age, so what kind of dolls can they give birth." You should marry a wife and have children earlier, and while the old slave can still move, I can help you bring it. ”
Gou Jian suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Kuanbo, and looked at it for a long time without saying a word, before finally turning his head again and asking flatly, "Is that person arranged?" ”
Seeing that the young master ignored his persuasion, Kuanbo could only sigh secretly.
He replied: "It should have been hanged by now, young master can rest assured." ”
"Don't make any mistakes, or the family won't be able to explain it." Gou Jian gave another instruction.
At this time, on the river not far from the boat, an official ship came slowly, and Zhu Qizhen stood at the bow of the boat like Gou Jian, quietly enjoying the somewhat salty sea breeze.
"Childe, it's starting to get cold outside, why don't you go into the cabin and rest early?" Jin Qi persuaded as he did when he entered Guangzhou.
Zhu Qizhen shook his head, and suddenly said for a long time: "Take a pot of wine." ”
"But, you're just right, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to drink bars? You say yes, Mr. Bear? Jin Qi seemed to look at Xiong Zongli.
Xiong Zongli looked at Zhu Qizhen and said, "Why don't you move a table, let's have a drink with you?" ”
"Mr. Xiong, you!" Jin Qi was in a hurry.
"Childe's depression has ended, now proper drinking can help qi and blood, don't worry." Xiong Zongli explained.
Seeing that Zhu Qizhen did not refuse, Fan Zhong followed the two back to the cabin, leaving Guo Mao by his side for protection.
"Gongzi is relieved, the moths have been removed this time, and the people of Guangdong will definitely have a better life in the future." Guo Mao said.
Zhu Qizhen still didn't speak, and a pair of eyes passed through the vast river, as if he could go straight to the depths of the sea.