It's a pity that the message is sent in groups.

And I still go to places like prisons.

The widow's wine is ready, and if you go to prison, you won't be able to drink it!

It's always good to see each other.

The widow must ask the king why he has not sent a message to the widow for ten days!

Seeing Ying Zheng's unrelenting appearance, Lu Buwei asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, are you unwell?" ”

Ying Zheng came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay to be outnumbered." ”

Ying Zheng said this, but he couldn't calm his heart.

Lü Buwei knew very well that the faint salty smell in the air was the smell of pearl powder, because Lü Buwei himself often used pearl powder to cover his dark circles.

And the eunuch in the palace also sent news to Lu Buwei that although Yingzheng would go to bed every day when the time was up, he was suspected of pretending to be asleep, but in fact, he was not asleep at all.

Lu Buwei sighed softly, and sincerely advised: "The saint thinks deeply about the world, and it is not worth life. ”

Xi Yao wanted to entrust the world to Zizhou, and Zizhou said: It's okay to take me as the son of heaven. Although, I have a disease of sorrow, and I will cure it, and I have no time in the world. ”

"Although the society in the world is the most important thing, it cannot harm one's own life because of this."

"If the king is worried, he can leave the matter of labor to his subordinates, and don't harm the king's health because of social affairs!"

As he spoke, Lu Buwei was both distressed and helpless.

Lü Buwei just hopes that Ying Zheng can recognize the reality and stop harboring unrealistic illusions.

But Lü Buwei didn't expect that this move would cause such a big psychological blow to Ying Zheng.

Lü Buwei inevitably had a trace of regret in his heart, but he was quickly snuffed out by Lü Buwei.

Ying Zheng is not a child of ordinary people, he is the king of Great Qin, and his identity is destined for him to bear all this.

He is still here, and he can still help Yingzheng to the bottom.

If he is gone, won't Yingzheng have to face all this alone?

Yingzheng at that time would definitely be even more desperate!

Ying Zheng said softly: "The widow is taught, but the widow is not unwell. ”

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that he couldn't hide Lu Buwei from Yingcheng, so Yingzheng opened his mouth to explain: "Fang is the king's brother to summon and invite the widow to meet in the prison. ”

"The widow is wondering what the purpose of Brother Wang's life in prison these days?"

The smile on Lu Buwei's face and the distress in his eyes were all stiff.

I also thought that you couldn't sleep all night because of your suspicion of Ying Chengcheng and the torture of your heart, and even affected your health.

As a result, you told the true picture that you were thinking about becoming a toad?

When did the two of them hook up again?!!

Ying Zheng asked with concern: "Is the middle father unwell?" ”

Lu Buwei squeezed out a smile: "The minister is fine, but he is slightly tired." ”

I'm tired!

Ying Zheng immediately asked: "Since the middle father is tired, why don't you stop here for today's court discussion?" ”

Seeing that Ying Zheng was so eager to meet Ying Chengcheng.

Lü Buwei was even more tired.

Fighting spirit, Lu Buwei waved his hand at Ting Wei.

The court guards immediately shouted: "Silence! ”

Tengfu, Huang Ji and others hurriedly faced Yingzheng and handed over:

"The ministers have no complaints, please punish the king!"

Ying Zheng smiled warmly: "Zhu Qing is planning for my Great Qin, what is the crime?" ”

Lü Buwei said: "Since the ministers have different opinions, there is no point in arguing with the DPRK and China. ”

"Tomorrow, before the court meeting, the secretaries will write their thoughts and thoughts into a letter of advice and play it to the court."

"This is the end of today's court meeting."

A group of courtiers immediately surrendered their hands: "Only! ”

After the ministers dispersed, Yingzheng stood up and gently advised: "Father Zhong should go back to the house to rest early." ”

"The major affairs of the country are all handled by the middle father, and Daqin can't leave the middle father for a day."

"The widow will also arrange for the imperial doctor to come to the door to treat the middle father."

Lu Buwei shook his head: "It's okay. ”

"In recent days, many courtiers have played, saying that Chang'anjun has been living in a big prison for the past ten days, humiliating the prisoners in every way, treating Qin Law as nothing, and the ministers have intended to take a look at it in person."

"Since the king also wants to go to prison, I wonder if the ministers can serve the king?"

Ying Zheng smiled and bowed his head: "Why not?" ”

"Middle Father, please!"

Two quarters of an hour later.

The janitor on duty yawned.

At this moment, a large cart drawn by five horses approached quickly.

Mu Fu was stunned in place, and he even forgot to close his mouth.

When the five-horse cart stopped outside the prison gate, Mu Fu's shock reached its peak, and his mouth not only did not close, but even opened a little wider.

Everyone knows that the Son of Heaven drives six and the princes drive five.

The only person who can take a five-horse-drawn car in Daqin is King Yingzheng of Qin!

This is the king of Great Qin, how could he run to such a tattered and obscure realm as a prison?

Zhao Gao jumped out of the carriage and threw his sharp gaze at Mu Fu:

"The king is currently driving, and An dares to be rude?!"

Zhao Gao's cold voice pierced Mu Fu's shock and awakened the fear in his heart.

As a mug, he knows very well what has happened in the prison recently.

The demon is dressed in the skin of Chang Anjun and is wantonly torturing prisoners in the prison!

This is the trampling of human ethics, and it is the trampling of the law!

Now, the venerable King of Qin has personally set foot on the cheap land, what reason is there besides being provoked by Chang'an Jun to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt?

And if they don't report it, they may all be sitting!

The wooden man fell to his knees tremblingly, crying and shouting:

"Humble, humble, bow to the king!"

Ying Zheng: ......

Ying Zheng's footsteps when he got out of the car stopped for a moment.

Are you greeting the widow or are you mourning the widow?

"Why are you crying?" Ying Zheng walked to Mufu's side and gently helped him up: "Don't kneel." ”

"You are not at fault, you are also an official of my Great Qin, how can you kneel easily!"

Approaching Yingzheng closely, Mufu's nervous, excited, frightened, and apprehensive emotions were superimposed on each other, and he didn't know what to say at all.

I could only nod frantically: "King Xie, go and tell the official to come and take over!" ”

Ying Zheng smiled and shook his head: "The widow is not here for official business, and there is no need to bother with prison Cao." ”

"Would you like to show the widow this prison?"

Mu Fu shook his head in surprise and apprehension: "The humble is just a prisoner." ”

Ying Zheng accentuated his voice and said seriously: "It is for the widow to manage the prison, maintain the Qin law, and suppress the illegal prison!" ”

A few adjectives were added, and a sense of responsibility instantly rose in Mufu's heart.

I am indeed just a small prison guard, and I am also the lowest prison guard who can only guard the door, and even my aunt (mother-in-law) doesn't look down on me.

But the king values me!

The king is really, I cry to death!

Holding back the tears of emotion, Mu Fu suddenly surrendered his hand: "Your Majesty, please come down with me!" ”

But after a moment of blood, fear regained the heights.

Mu Fu thought about it and decided to take Yingzheng to see the prison and buy Shangguan some time to turn around.

While walking inside, Mu Fu introduced: "Criminals who live in Xianyang but have lords above the doctor's level and officials above a thousand stones are under the jurisdiction of Tingwei Prison. ”

"Cheng Dan and other light criminals are all handed over to the general Shaofu for distribution."

"Therefore, there are only people who are tortured and imprisoned in Xianyang Prison."

"Your Majesty, this is the place of punishment."

As they spoke, the group had already walked to a row of small houses.

The row of houses were all facing the sun, with no doors or windows, allowing the sunlight to illuminate the faces of the torturers.

A prison keeper dipped a needle in ink, stabbed the prisoner's face again and again, and then wiped off the excess ink with a coarse linen cloth.

"Ahh Pain! I was wrong! Please, I was wrong, I can't stand it! ”

The pain of the needle tip piercing the flesh can still be endured.

However, the severe pain of wiping the needle drop point with a sackcloth made the tortured person unable to bear it any longer, and writhed and struggled frantically on the desk, begging for mercy in pain.

Prison Peng slapped the victim in the face and scolded coldly: "Be honest! ”

"If you struggle any longer, I will send you to Chang'anjun, and Chang'anjun will make you a face!"

The victim's struggle stiffened, and he just closed his eyes in fear, waiting for the pain to come again.

Ying Zheng's face was a little ugly, and Mu Fu hurriedly quickened his pace:

"Your Majesty, please see, this place is the place where the punishment is carried out."

As he spoke, a prison guard was already holding a long knife and accurately cut off half of the soles of one of the torturers.

"Ah!!h

Blood splattered, and the tortured person bent down to hold his severed foot, wailing in pain.

Prison Peng was not surprised to wipe the long knife with a rag, and casually ordered: "Next!" ”

Looking at the severed surface of the bleeding soles of the tortured person, Ying Zheng's brows furrowed even deeper:

"This prisoner is bleeding so much that he will die of bleeding?"

Mu Fu hurriedly explained: "Back to the king, I will add washed sand to the chicken blood, and then apply it to the incision, so that the blood can stop a little faster." ”

"At the same time, the ankles of the tortured people are tied with hemp ropes, so that there is less blood flowing."

"In recent years, every 1,000 people in my Xianyang Prison have been killed, and at most two or three people have been killed or injured."

Looking at the tortured person who was wailing in pain, Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice: "What crimes have these people committed?" ”

Mufu replied nervously: "I don't know." ”

Ying Zheng accentuated his tone: "Then go check!" ”

Li Si took the order and left, and after a short time, he walked back quickly, and whispered: "Your Majesty, the name of the black-faced person is Zhao Chong." ”

"On September 7, 8 years, Zhao Chong discarded garbage on the side of the road, so he was sentenced to a month of black noodles and Chengdan."

"The person who was executed was named Wang Bo, and on September 16, 8, he led Wang Li, Ye Niang and other five people to steal 20 yuan from others in the downtown area."

"As the first offender, Wang Bo was sentenced to return the stolen wealth, cut off the sole of his right foot, and cut off the left toe of the rest."

Lü Buwei sighed with emotion: "Twenty dollars? It's only twenty dollars! ”

What is the concept of twenty money?

At this stage of the ninth year of the reign of King Qin, the price of corn was about one stone and one hundred yuan.

Twenty yuan can only buy twenty-four jin (6KG) of corn!

And just for the twenty-four catties of corn, six people lost their toes and even the soles of their feet.

Lu Buwei said angrily: "Your Majesty, just because of twenty yuan, you cut off five toes and half of the soles of your feet. ”

"This is not the way to prosper!"

At this moment, Lü Buwei suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for Ying Chengcheng to invite Ying Zheng to prison.

At least let Ying Zheng see the miserable appearance of these executed people with his own eyes.

Let Ying Zheng understand that every punishment on Qin's law is not just a cold word, but also the blood and tears of a fresh life!

Ying Zheng was silent and bluntly changed the topic: "Where is Chang'anjun?" ”

Mu Fu hurriedly pointed out his right hand: "Your Majesty, please!" ”

Quickening his pace and skipping the places where the executions were carried out, the wooden man led Yingzheng into a house.

The moment he stepped into the door, Ying Zheng's pupils contracted, as if he had seen hell!

(End of chapter)