Edict, the penultimate day of the lecture.

"The so-called Peach Blossom Paradise is just an ideal township for living, but unfortunately no one can realize it in the end, but the edict prison can be called a small peach blossom source."

Jiang Xinghuo stood in the prison and spoke loudly, probably quoting a little bit of Brother Xun'er's tone.

"Two meals a day, don't worry about cold; There is a fixed life, and it will not hurt life; The construction is sturdy and will not collapse; The jailer is in charge and does not sin. This edict lives in it, how safe it is, it is really 'the son of a daughter who can't sit down', but there is one thing missing: freedom. ”

After getting along for a period of time, Zheng He has become completely immune to Jiang Xinghuo's strange remarks from time to time.

Sometimes, Zheng He can't distinguish whether Jiang Xinghuo's remarks are satirical, yin and yang, lamenting current affairs, borrowing the past as a metaphor for the present, or both.

However, Zheng He was obviously not in the mood today, and he would seriously discern the hidden intentions in Jiang Xinghuo's words.

The reason is simple.

- Zhu Di is coming!

Although Zheng He couldn't see what was going on in the prison area next door, Zheng He was very sure that His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty should have arrived at his loyal prison at this moment.

In this penultimate lesson, the emperor must have come to the prison to listen to it himself, not through a wall of eavesdropping that is sometimes good and bad.

In fact, after Ji Gang's diagnosis in a cold sweat, the wall with increasing ceramic cracks has been on the list of key reconstruction projects of Jinyiwei.

But whether it can be rebuilt or when it will be rebuilt, no one can say for sure.

Zheng He was not in the mood to deal with Jiang Xinghuo, but Old Man Zhuo was in the mood.

Eat well, sleep well, and have a new judgment in life, ah no, look forward, Old Man Zhuo is very happy for someone to talk to him more.

And the reason why it was early in the morning, it was clear that it was three poles outside, and everyone still chose to lie down and fall asleep in the edict prison, mainly because in the edict prison, it can be said that there is really nothing to do.

In fact, there is no shortage of Confucian scholars and officials in the edict prison, and no one here engages in the style of chanting poems in prison to show integrity, not because they don't want everyone to see their literati style.

The first reason is because the edict does not care about lunch, and two meals of soup are given in the morning and evening, and as long as there are too many activities and words, there is no strength.

Of course, this is also the usual management method of prisons, what should I do if I give the prisoner too much food and strength to escape from prison? Why bother yourself?

Of course, for the literati, forcing is the primary productive force.

In the past, there were still people who wanted to establish their own qualifications, but alas.

The second reason is that there are real bigwigs in the edict.

For example, at every turn, he would say to Jiang Xinghuo, "The one squatting next to you is the old man Zhuo Jingzhuo who personally ordered the list of the eyes of Emperor Taizu Gao in the twenty-first year of Hongwu, the right attendant of the household, the famous genius of the Ming Dynasty, and the master of a generation of Confucianism".

The old man Zhuo was personally said by the Yongle Emperor that "the country has been raising a scholar for 30 years, and only one Zhuo respects", this kind of person has not recited poetry, how can ordinary Confucian scholars dare to speak?

In addition, the air in the edict prison is turbid, and after staying for a long time, it is natural to be sleepy, so sleeping is undoubtedly the best choice.

Zhuo Jing simply continued: "Then Jiang Xiaoyou might as well talk about it, since this edict is a peach blossom source and an ideal township, then as a price, it is not impossible to sacrifice freedom, right?" ”

"Leak, leak, leak!"

Jiang Xinghuo shook his head, but continued to quote Brother Xun'er's words: "What the ancient precepts teach is such a way of life, teach people not to move. If you don't move, of course, there will be fewer mistakes, but if you don't live rocks and sediments, won't you make fewer mistakes? I think that people should be active for the sake of development, and it doesn't matter if there are some mistakes in the activity. But the half-dead and half-lifed survival is completely wrong. Because he hangs the sign of life, but in fact, it leads people to death! ”

"Who is Jiang Xiaoyou satirizing?" Zhuo Jing was unsure for a while.

Jiang Xinghuo was talking about the prisoners in the Imperial Prison, but Zhuo Jing was 100% sure that what Jiang Xinghuo wanted to say was definitely not the prisoners in the Imperial Prison.

Jiang Xinghuo looked innocent: "I didn't sarcastically mock anyone!" Don't wronged good people. ”

Zhuo Jing frowned, looking at the paper on Jiang Xinghuo's side where the ink had not dried, he always felt that Jiang Xinghuo really meant something.

Right now.

"Come out."

The fact that the jailer took a prisoner with a wooden flail and did not know whether to interrogate or torture him did not attract anyone's attention.

When the prisoner was taken to the execution chamber and the wooden flail was removed, he calmly paid his respects.

"Commander!"

I saw the person in front of him, wearing a silk robe with a plate collar and a silk robe on the right side, and a golden lychee belt to tie his waist, as if he was a member of the three grades of the imperial court.

This person is not someone else, it is Ji Gang.

Dignitaries can't dazzle in front of people, just like brocade clothes walking at night, of course Ji Gang is not this kind of person, so he chooses to wear official clothes directly.

Ji Gang sat on the Taishi chair, holding the tea in his hand, and said after taking a sip.

"Get up, it's hard work for you to be a prisoner."

Before Zheng He was imprisoned, he asked Ji Gang not to visit or take special care of Yunyun, but Ji Gang naturally only superficially agreed.

Secretly, he sent Jinyi Wei to pretend to be a prisoner, and then sneaked into the edict prison in one step, secretly observing Zheng He, Jiang Xinghuo, Zhuo Jing and others' every move.

In addition to collecting the intelligence of several people and verifying their own inferences, Ji Gang also has the meaning of protection.

After all, the last time the king of Gu rebelled, something happened in the edict.

Although now the king of the valley has been imprisoned in Fengyang, the central capital, and the whole of the valley king's mansion has been slaughtered by Zhu Di, who can guarantee that there will be no second king of the valley who will jump out?

Jin Yiwei secretly told what happened from last night to this morning, Ji Gang was not interested in Jiang Xinghuo's globe or something, he had already known these things, and Ji Gang felt that it had little to do with him.

But when Jinyiwei said that Jiang Xinghuo said that the edict prison was a peach blossom source and an ideal township, and seemed to be writing a few stories, Ji Gang's hands trembled, and the hot tea actually splashed on the scarlet robe.

Ji Gang didn't care about wiping it, but put down the teacup and asked intently.

"Is that what Mr. Jiang really said?"

"That's true."

Ji Gang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Then how many stories Mr. Jiang is writing, do you know what they are called?" ”

The dark pile replied: "When I passed by, I glanced at the title page, but I didn't read it all, it was about what "Official, Appearance" Yunyun. ”

"Okay, you go back first, and work hard for you for a few more days." Ji Gang thought about it and then instructed, "The eunuch of the three guarantees is smart and resolute, don't make him suspicious." ”

"The lowly office understands that this is a matter of duty, and it should be done!"

When the cronies were given orders, they hurried into action, and the torture chamber was empty.

Ji Gang picked up the teacup, first took a sip, then put it down again, and then said with a long sigh in his heart.

"This Mr. Jiang has the ability to reach the sky, he is a strange person I have never seen in my life, he is really an immortal-like existence, but there is a little bit of a bad thing, can you get out of the edict prison quickly, I am worried every day."

Jiang Xinghuo naturally didn't know that the chat he had with his fellow inmates when he was bored had been understood by Ji Gang, the commander of Jinyiwei.

In fact, even if Jiang Xinghuo knew about it, he didn't care.

After this class, and the last class, Jiang Xinghuo is about to go out.

At that time, in the land of the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that what will happen is a vigorous social change, and a great social experiment that can be called unprecedented and unprecedented.

What does it matter what a certain character in the small peach blossom paradise of the edict is thinking?

As Brother Xun said, "But if you have to ask me what kind of goal my youth should aspire to, then I can only say what I designed for others, that is: first, to survive, second, to have food and clothing, and third, to develop." Whoever dares to stand in the way of these three things, whoever it is, we will resist him and extinguish him! ”

Survival, food and clothing, development.

Jiang Xinghuo's thoughts about the possible future were briefly interrupted.

"Mr. Jiang, I wonder if I can take the globe with me when I go out to let off steam?"

Facing the inquiry of the new inmate, Jiang Xinghuo asked lightly.

"Why? It's quite heavy to hold. ”

Zheng He's black face didn't show much expression, and he calmly pleaded, "I want to take a closer look at this globe." ”

"It's not impossible, you can carry it later." Jiang Xinghuo replied casually.

Everyone lay down until noon, and soon it was time to let the wind out.

Prisoners who were willing to go out for a stroll lined up under the supervision of the jailers, while those who did not continue to take a nap.

At the time of the release, scattered prisoners appeared in the courtyard of the Imperial Prison.

The brocade guards sat in the tooth room, and the jailers hid under the eaves or walls with water and fire sticks in their hands, listlessly watching the prisoners.

Only a few middle-aged jailers on duty, because of Ji Gang's order to increase the vigilance, barely made a gesture with a few bows and crossbows on the high of the guard tower that they didn't know if they could pull or not.

"Hey, I heard about it, Mr. Jiang came to the newcomer a few days ago." The jailer on the watchtower said to his companion.

"Which one?"

"That's it."

The jailer pointed to the old crooked neck tree.

There are two people under the old crooked neck tree in the edict today, one is a madman, and the other is also a madman.

- The jailers all thought so.

Jiang Xinghuo and Zheng He came out to let off steam, Zheng He was responsible for carrying the globe, but Old Man Zhuo somehow didn't come out to bask in the wind and sun as usual today, and moved his old arms and legs.

As for Zhu Gaoxu, he was in another prison area.

"What is this that Mr. Jiang wrote?" Zheng He looked at the few pieces of paper in Jiang Xinghuo's hand and asked.

The paper is full of Jiang Xinghuo's neatly handwritten letters, as if he wrote a story on it.

Jiang Xinghuo twisted his neck, looked at the paper and replied: "A few small stories, I thought of them by chance, I thought it was funny, and I was afraid that I would forget it later, so I recorded it casually." ”

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the story on the paper absentmindedly, thinking in his heart why Zhu Gaoxu hadn't come to the lecture yet.

At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu's simple voice came.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm here."

Jiang Xinghuo turned his head to look, but beside Zhu Gaoxu, he saw a familiar figure.

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(End of chapter)