Chapter 145: The World Is Restless

Li Zhaozhong finally set the fastest execution record in his career, and in just half a day, under his unremitting efforts, Cen Qian died in a state of exhaustion.

Of course, the most fundamental reason for this is that the jailer who took over his execution was too ruthless and stabbed the adult in the heart, which made Li Zhaozhong angry, and in his brain, there were at least twenty ways to make his old enemy unable to survive and die.

The jailer was finally severely reprimanded, and under the plea of the cell boss, Li Zhaozhong couldn't help but drag the person who disturbed his interest out to feed the dogs.

He didn't want Cen Qian to be relieved so easily, but the situation was stronger than people, this person was a pure civil official, and he didn't participate in any exercise on weekdays, so it was not easy to hold on for so long.

And in the process, he didn't say a word, his face was sallow, and the beads of sweat the size of beans were like rain, but his mouth seemed to be cast of iron, this strange scene, only the sound of the executioner's movements, but the prisoner was calm like a pool of stagnant water, and the jailers who were used to seeing life and death stopped looking at it.

Li Zhaozhong would never have known the young jailer who took over his execution, the struggling in his eyes, and the encouragement in Cen Qian's eyes.

When his knife entered Cen Qian's heart, he was relieved, Shi can be killed, not humiliated.

Cen Qian will choose this kind of glorious death, and he will definitely not beg for mercy under Li Zhaozhong's hands.

Li Zhaozhong's face turned pale, and he shouted loudly: "Drag his body out to feed the dogs!" If he wants to die, this official will let him die happily, and this official will let his soul wander in the world, and he will never be able to live forever!"

For some reason, what appeared in front of his eyes was Cen Qian's calm cheeks, like a huge mockery, Li Zhaozhong was shocked into a cold sweat, and then he walked out.

The cell boss also walked out, and he turned around and instructed lightly: "Did you all hear what the adults said just now?"

There were also two jailers in the prison, the two of them looked at each other, and they were busy without saying a word, as if they had a heart, the two of them only packed up the torture tools, but no one moved Cen Qian's body.

A few days later, in the prison of the Imperial Observatory, an ox cart slowly walked out of it.

Slowly walked towards the outskirts of Luoyuan City.

Inside the ox cart was a corpse, and the clothes on the corpse had been changed into new, albeit civilian clothes.

Every day in the cell, bodies were thrown into mass graves or taken away, and the checking jailers let the ox cart go without even looking at it.

The skyrocketing firelight lit up in the suburbs, accompanied by the jailer's voice, "Soul, return." ”

Another jailer poured a bowl of rough rice wine into the fire, "Lord Cen, go all the way." ”

Not far from them was the cell head, who glanced at it and saluted solemnly towards the firelight, "Lord Cen, go all the way." ”

It was a special funeral, and there was nothing but two jailers from the Goshidai prison and a cell head in the distance.

In this world, there is still this thing, and that is the human heart.

This complex and simple, dark and white, humble and sublime, is something that many people cannot understand in their lifetime.

These three people, they all live at the bottom of society, and they live a life that people hate dogs, because they are jailers, and they don't know how many people's blood is on their hands.

But at this moment, these three people are also worthy of those heroes, because they are worth it.

Only a few days later, news came out that Yushitai was the original Yu Shi Cen Qian, who committed suicide in prison.

As for what the crime is, there can be many, embezzlement, forming a party, and many other crimes.

When the news reached the Zhaowu Marquis Mansion, Qin Yu calmly told Mrs. Cen the news, and Mrs. Cen's face turned pale for a moment.

But soon, she returned to normal, Qin Yu took a deep look at her, hugged Qianqian, and when he closed the door, he said softly: "Mrs. Cen, the festival is smooth." ”

Soon after he left, Madame Cen suddenly seemed to have exhausted all her strength, her eyes looked around the room blankly, and then she squeezed out a trace of strength as if she was desperate.

She was desperately busy, as if she wanted to drain the strength of her body, but the more work she did, the more strength she had in her body.

When Qin Yu entered the door, he saw that the room was neat and tidy as if it had just been renovated, and Mrs. Cen was still tirelessly busy, but her eyes were not focused, like a zombie, and her hands were still moving unconsciously.

Qin Yu sighed, he could see at a glance that this was a manifestation of a person's inner injury being too serious.

He took a deep breath and whispered, "Mrs. Cen." ”

He was still greeted by Mrs. Cen's aimless busyness.

So, there was already a hint of coercion in his words, "Mrs. Cen, people can't be resurrected after death, you mourn!"

There was finally a trace of fluctuation in Mrs. Cen's eyes, and at this time, Qin Yu had already retreated.

After a while, the miserable voice came from the room, like a lone wolf walking alone in the middle of the night, terrible, and the voice contained endless pain.

Qin Yu felt that in Mrs. Cen's body, a big mountain collapsed with a bang.

His fingers unconsciously pinched into his palm, and his eyes were cold like cold winter, "Li Zhaozhong, hehe, Li Zhaozhong, it's really good!"

Yushitai Yushi Cen Qian died, dying of fear of crime and suicide, but everyone in Yushitai knew that Cen Qian died unexpectedly.

The ministers of the moderate faction were closed, and they did not know when the butcher's knife in Li Zhaozhong's hand would come to their heads.

And the ministers of the radical faction are trembling, because they don't know who Li Zhaozhong's next target is, Li Zhaozhong's principle of life is obvious, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!

Li Zhaozhong's power in the Yushitai was unrivaled for a while, no one dared to go against his edge, he wanted to arrest whomever he wanted, he killed whoever he wanted, the efficiency was impressive, he arrested people in the morning, and the charges were drawn up in the afternoon, and in the evening there would be a cavalry of the Yushitai to arrest the same party.

A series of actions, efficient performance, turbulent people's hearts, and the Criminal Department and Dali Temple have completely lost their restraining effect on the Yushitai, especially after a Lang Zhong of the Criminal Department committed suicide in fear of crime in just half a day.

Yushitai, a real comeback.

The people of Yushitai, in the sixth department, in the ministers of civil and military affairs, and among the hundred officials, can finally raise their eyebrows and hold their heads high, and the people of the three princes have also completely stopped eating, and now he just wants to save the rest of his injured people.

The three major military marquis were also completely dormant, Li Zhaozhong did not dare to go to the Zhaowu Marquis Mansion to make trouble, and those who made him unhappy became his punching bag.

In the court, the eyes of all the ministers finally firmly remembered the figure of this middle-aged man, Li Zhaozhong called for wind and rain in the Yushitai.

In the Great Zhou court, it is also sideways.

It was in this situation that Nie Zhen finally entered Beijing, because Li Zhaozhong claimed that the evidence in his hand was sufficient, and that he was accompanied by Chen Qian, the minister of the Qin Mission, who had been doing nothing in Dingjun Mountain.

Wenyuan Marquis Mansion, Swallow Pavilion.

Jianwu Hou Weiyuan's face sank like water, and the old marquis of Jingbian Hou Chuce was also unhappy, for these military marquis, there were few things that could make them angry.

And Kong Ling was drinking tea on the side, she was the hereditary Marquis of Wenyuan, and there were not many conflicts of interest in the imperial court, so this female marquis was the most leisurely now.

Qin Yu's face was not good, because his sister, cough cough, was Qin Qianyu, the nominal daughter of the Zhaowu Marquis Mansion.

It's so hard to serve.

She was still young and didn't know that her father could no longer appear, so this little sister pestered Qin Yu to ask for his father every day.

This little girl is not like words, and her mind is fast, in less than a few days, there is no one in the mansion who does not like her, even Mrs. Qin, who treats her as her own.

Uncle Chen is old, this little girl is like his little granddaughter, let him enjoy a good family fun, in the face of such a little girl, no one is not liked.

The Flying Dragon Pavilion had almost become her own place, and even Qin Yu had to abdicate at some point to make way for Xian.

And Mrs. Cen, these days have been depressed, Qin Yu has no way to deal with such a thing, Rao is full of wisdom, and there is no way to deal with such a woman.

Qin Yu could only quietly order to go down and send the things in the mansion over like a stream, of course, this is a palliative rather than a cure.

If Wei Yuan and Chu Ce knew that His Royal Highness the Prince was actually thinking about these things, it was likely that he would directly open his skull and see what was inside.

Now the situation has become more and more severe, but this eldest young master has a really serious look on his face, this falls in the eyes of the two old marquis, and he can't say anything more, it seems that Qin Yu is more anxious than them, they can't add fuel to the fire at this time.

Originally, people were annoyed enough, so I didn't want to block this young man's heart.

It's a pity that the two old marquis didn't notice it at all, Qin Yu's muttering, "What should I do? What should I do? That little Nizi is about to turn Lao Tzu's Flying Dragon Pavilion upside down."

I can't take care of her mother now, how can I take care of this little aunt and grandmother?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, maybe in the eyes of Qin Yu at this time, this matter is definitely a major event that can pierce the sky.

He groaned for a long time, but he didn't come up with a good solution, and when he looked up, he saw two old fellows looking at him expectantly, and he was flattered.

At this moment, a figure hurriedly walked in, Qi Tai pulled Qin Yu up and said, "Your Royal Highness, Cen Qian's ashes have been found!"

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