The night is thick, and the wind whistling outside the window lattice seems to tell that autumn is coming.

The oil lamp in the room was still on, and the dim warm light shone on the whole room, but that kind of warmth could not make people feel any heat, but made people feel depressed and breathless.

The brocade guards outside had already begun to act, but the two little officials in the room were unaware, and seemed to be still debating something.

Guo Jin sat cross-legged on the couch and talked with his hands in his hands.

"Anyway, if according to Mr. Jiang's statement, the silver treasure banknote will be canceled copper money. But copper coins have existed for so many years, not considering the interests of the country, only considering the people, if the copper coins are hastily abolished, how serious will it be? ”

The chai cart also nodded, "That's true." ”

Guo Jin then said: "The people may not really cancel the copper coin, just like the Yuan Dynasty, the state does not allow it to be used, and the people are still circulating, after all, this is the wealth they have worked hard for, and they are reluctant." ”

In other words, Mr. Jiang should also take this into account, so he will design a process to increase the value of the treasure banknote in order to achieve the exchange of silver treasure banknotes. This process, which may last five to ten years, can also be said to be a gradual withdrawal of copper coins from circulation. ”

The chariot replied with some sneer, "That's right." ”

Guo Jin took a sip of hot water, held the cup, watched the white smoke curling up, and sighed.

"Uncle Yu, Mr. Jiang's wisdom is as profound as the sea and as deep as the abyss, and it is really not something that those of us can speculate."

"Brother Shi Yong."

Chai Che hesitated for a moment, but finally said what was in his heart.

"Do you think we'll get out alive?"

"Why not?" Guo Jin's face stiffened, "Your Majesty personally agreed, let us rot what we heard in our stomachs." ”

"That's not the way it is."

The chai cart had some wooden eyes, and he also stared at the white gas floating and dissipating from the cup, and he said slowly.

"The dead can rot in their stomachs. If Your Majesty doesn't kill us, won't Ji Gang kill us? Or, if Ji Gang doesn't do it, can't he let Huang Wei do it? ”

"Huang Qianhu is plain, alas." Guo Jin couldn't say it anymore, and became a little worried.

"These things I learned from Mr. Jiang are indeed things that I can't hear in my life without chance." The face of the national character of the chai car was also quite sad at this time, "But these things are also terrible for little people like us." ”

"So what? Who do you think can keep us? ”

Guo Jin, who was talking eloquently just now, was not so calm at this time, and asked a little anxiously, not only about the firewood car, but also about himself.

"Cao Guogong?"

"No, the embroidered pillow has a bright surface"

"Second prince?"

Guo Jin asked and replied to himself: "No, although the second prince is in the abyss, if His Majesty wants to kill us, he can't stop it." ”

The diesel cart took a sip of hot water: "Mr. Jiang can." ”

Guo Jin was slightly stunned, and then reacted.

If the emperor wants to make great use of Jiang Xinghuo, then the two of them can be regarded as half apprentices, and they have been listening to that kind since the first class. Then it's really okay for them to go and fight, and their lives will naturally be saved.

But if it is. Before Guo Jin's thoughts could be released, the door was unlocked and pushed open with a "bang".

The fallen leaves on the gray brick floor swirled in, and the chains and locks dangled on the door.

Guo Jin and the diesel cart were frozen by the cold wind.

"Lao Wang?" Guo Jin looked at the person who entered the door and was a little puzzled.

Lao Wang is usually responsible for taking care of their daily life, and as for guarding them, they are in charge of the two henchmen Jinyi Wei who are assigned by Ji Gang.

And the door of their house is locked on weekdays, and there is no window, and the door is wrapped with a chain and locked in the hands of the old king.

The old king outside the door didn't open the door to give them things, and they couldn't go out until noon to attend the class.

And now in the middle of the night, why did you suddenly open the door for them?

Lao Wang is wrapped in a ragged fur, which was given to him by his daughter seven or eight years ago, and now his hair has fallen out, and he is still rarely worn as a baby, and he wears it every day.

"Old Wang, why are you trembling like this?" Guo Jin asked suspiciously, "Also, what door is open at this time?" ”

Lao Wang's teeth were trembling, and the careful diesel cart saw the blood stains on Lao Wang's broken fur through the not very bright oil lamp.

The firewood cart turned over and got down, held Lao Wang's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Lao Wang, what happened, you and I talk slowly, don't panic!" ”

Lao Wang was still so frightened that he couldn't speak, but his hand was handed out, and when he opened his palm, a note in his palm was already half-soaked with sweat.

Handing out the note, Lao Wang seemed to have been halfway turned on a switch, opened his mouth with his front teeth open, and said tremblingly.

"I, I'm illiterate. The brocade and brocade guards outside slashed and killed each other, and the two people who watched them were also transferred away to support, and I am afraid that they are already dead at this time. Huang Wei took people to see and kill people when he saw them, what the hell is going on? ”

Guo Jin and Chai Che stretched out their hands and opened the slender note as if they were stretching their faces, on which were clearly written in small letters.

"The edict of the thousand households of Huang Wei hides armor and gathers soldiers, and it seems that he should cooperate with the king of the valley and intend to conspire. Anti! ”

With a "bang", the small stool under the bed was kicked over, and Lao Wang was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The two glanced at each other, and the chai cart said hurriedly.

"Run! Run! ”

Lao Wang said with difficulty: "Run, can't run, the brocade guards outside have already searched this side, and if you want to run, you can only run in the direction of the prison." ”

"Isn't that a dead end?" Guo Jin's face was embarrassed.

Before the two of them were arrested by Ji Gang to record "Teacher Jiang's Lecture Notes", they were recruited (forcibly recruited) into Jinyiwei, responsible for the paperwork of the edict prison, and what they did was to record the prisoner roster, and they also had to follow the number of people in each prison, so they were quite familiar with the edict.

Therefore, the building topographic map of the Imperial Prison appeared in Guo Jin's mind almost instantly.

The edict prison is from south to north, the south gate is the main gate, the north gate has been blocked, there is a wall on the east side to throw corpses, and there is a dog hole under the wall.

The edict prison is divided into two parts, the civil prison and the official prison, such as ordinary mortals, Jiangyang thieves, etc., generally speaking, they are all locked up in the civil prison on the west side of the third entrance, but after the Jinyi Guard was abolished during the Hongwu period of the civil prison, no one took care of it, so it was abandoned partly, so there were also placed in the east side of the official prison.

In the official prisons, the people who are detained are all officials who have committed crimes and criminals who have been convicted.

And their current position is in the middle of the northeast corner of the Imperial Prison.

The duty room of the brocade guards is in the northernmost position.

Therefore, if you go north, you will run head-on into the rebellious Jinyiwei, and if you go east, there is an extremely high wall, so you can only go south first.

"It's not a dead end!"

The diesel car immediately made a decision and hurriedly explained: "Let's go south, and then turn east." But you can't go directly, many doors in the south and east can't get through, and at our speed, no one is sluggish in the back, and the Jinyi guard can't run off at all. ”

"What then?"

"Release the prisoners." Chai Che pursed his lips and said, "Even if the edict prison is an official prison, there are also a lot of vicious criminals, let's go get the key to open the door, these people are released Whether they are scattered and escaped, or they can't recognize the road at night and bump into Jinyiwei, they can buy us time." ”

"Wouldn't it take more time to open the door? And how to get the key? Guo Jin asked repeatedly.

Lao Wang trembled and said: "The key is hanging in the duty room, I will go and tell the jailer, saying that the Jinyi guard rebelled and released the prisoner to resist for a while. As for opening the door very quickly, it is a single room to detain dignitaries and nobles, there are all Chase shops, and a dozen people can be released in one cell, let's open the door separately, and it only takes dozens of breaths to release hundreds of people to disturb the sight. ”

"The jailer doesn't suspect you? There is no doubt about it, what about so many prison districts! ”

The firewood cart dragged him out of the door, and said as he went: "It's not to release everyone from the official prison!" The prison guards of the group of Jiangyang thieves, Lao Wang's friendship with him. If we don't do this now, if we don't make a fuss, let this group of people distract Jinyiwei, we won't be able to run out of so many locked courtyard walls, and we will be caught up, understand? ”

How did I not know about this relationship? Guo Jin staggered a few steps, and after doubting in his heart, he also knew that the other party was right.

Since the Jinyi guards led by Huang Wei in the edict prison rebelled and killed people when they saw them, they would definitely kill them, not to mention that they already knew the secret.

The three of them ran out, Guo Jin asked.

"Where did you get this note?"

"I, when I was peeing, Deputy Lu Qianhu somehow stuffed a wax pill into the pocket of my robe, and I didn't dare to speak out at that time, and I didn't know how to read, so I was driven here."

"Let's see, by the way?" Guo Jin gasped.

"Exactly, exactly."

The place where they were held was separated by only one wall from an official prison on the east side of the prison, and Lao Wang had the keys to both doors.

At this place, Lao Wang woke up the middle-aged jailer who was lying on the table in a daze, and only said a few words, coupled with the strange silence outside and the occasional scream that could not be heard far, the middle-aged jailer was also a cool man, and immediately agreed to Lao Wang's request.

Several people took the key and opened the door to a group of prisoners while shouting, "Jinyi Wei rebelled, open the door and quickly flee to the west and south."

When the group of hundreds of bandits who were detained in the official prison rushed out, it did play a role in stopping the Jinyi guards who were being searched, and several of them had already mixed in with the fleeing prisoners, trying to run towards the wall to the east where the prisoners' bodies were thrown. At this point, it is no longer blocked by the high wall that cannot be climbed, although it is necessary to climb several courtyard walls in a row, but it is always a relatively close way to survive.

After climbing over another wall, the firewood cart suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with you?" Guo Jin held on to his knee that was almost torn after jumping off the wall, and asked suspiciously.

"The prison area in front is Mr. Jiang, the second prince, and Cao Guogong, do you want to release them?" A different color flashed in the eyes of the firewood cart.

"Is life more important or is it better to let them go?" Guo Jin took two steps forward, as if his whole leg was not his own.

The chai cart turned his direction slightly, walked towards this prison area, and said: "Don't let them go, the rebellious Jinyi guard killed them, even if you and I run out, are there still lives?" Even if you run into the mountains and old forests to hide, what about your family? So many people have seen us release the prisoners, and if we don't release them at this time, Your Majesty will not spare us and our families. Besides, if you release it, it will be the merit and wealth of the sky! ”

Of course, Guo Jin didn't want Emperor Yongle to use his family to play the Nine Clans to give the second prince a funeral, and after listening to the words of the firewood cart, he felt justified and followed with his knees.

Lao Wang glanced at the direction of his home, gritted his teeth, and followed.

At this time, Jiang Xinghuo in this prison area happened to not be asleep.

It's not that I'm nervous or excited about tomorrow's autumn slash.

Jiang Xinghuo has died several times, and he is not afraid of death for a long time.

It's Jiang Xinghuo who is thinking seriously, how can he pretend to be big before he dies?

It must be able to steadily enter the thirty-first volume of the Ming History!

"Generous Geyan City, calmly be a prisoner of Chu."

"Lead the knife into a fast, live up to the boy's head!"

"Bah poems are good poems, but how do you think it's so unlucky?"

Jiang Xinghuo carried a pen and muttered to himself as he looked at the dark walls.

"Looks like we'll have to change it."

Jiang Xinghuo picked up the brush and measured the size of the words to be written on the wall.

Then, the pen and ink that Li Jinglong sent him came in handy.

But what does the preamble say?

Since the Song Dynasty, every time a hand-me-down poem comes out, there should always be a preface, such as Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head" of "Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, Drink Dadan, Get Drunk, Make This Article, and Conceive a Child", and for example, Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow" "Chunxi Bingshen Solstice, to Weiyang." At the beginning of the night snow, the buckwheat is long. When you enter the city, you will look around at the depression, the cold water will be blue, the twilight will gradually rise, and the horns will groan."

Although he only needed to write a few short sentences, he still stumped Jiang Xinghuo.

From a practical point of view, my heart is very grateful to Zhu Di for helping me speed up the Ming Dynasty.

But if you want to make a name for yourself in the history books, you definitely can't say that.

The only thing I can enter is the thirty-first volume as the backbone of Jianwen, and my identity is indeed very in line with this character.

So what kind of words should I use to express the excitement and anger in my heart as a loyal person of the Ten Tribes?

Is it 'the intention to kill the thief, but the power to return to the sky', or 'the jade can be broken but cannot be changed, the bamboo can be burned but not destroyed, although the body is dead, the name can be hung on the bamboo silk'?

Jiang Xinghuo touched the sparse stubble on his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Then he shook his head.

"Forget it, I don't want to, it's too fake."

"I've always been sincere."

"I want to be the most authentic version of myself, this is the quality of an excellent traverser."

Perhaps it should be more straightforward:

On August 21 of the year of Renwu, after Jingting Mountain, Jiang Xinghuo entered the prison, and cried blood in prison.

"Well, that would make me feel more genuine."

Jiang Xinghuo made up his mind, then dipped his pen in ink and began to splash ink.

A moment later.

The whole "Writing in Prison" was finally completed.

Jiang Xinghuo put down the brush in his hand, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Although he is not a professional calligraphy enthusiast, he is not even a beautiful font.

However, it is better to be concise and generous, with elegant gestures and quite a style.

"Look at the door and think about Zhang Jian, endure death and wait for Dugan."

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to keep the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun!"

"It's okay now, right?"

Jiang Xinghuo patted the rice paper beside him that was already dry, and said to himself with satisfaction.

He is now waiting for the autumn chopping to start tomorrow and read this poem "Writing in Prison" in public.

Let the people of Daming know and know, on not being afraid of death, I Jingting Mountain Jiang Xinghuo said second, no one dares to say first!

When I thought of the autumn beheading execution ground, everyone else was scared of and urine, and only I generously chanted poems and sang them into quatrains to leave their names in history.

With such a strong sense of contrast and the compulsion of the sainthood in front of people, Jiang Xinghuo is a little looking forward to it.

But soon, Jiang Xinghuo's little expectations were broken.

Two men dressed as petty officials rushed up to him, opened the cell door and shouted at him.

"Mr. Jiang, let's go!"

(End of chapter)