"Open the door!"

He Guangyi stood at the door of the Tianzhuo of the Fushishi, and gave orders to the prison guards inside with a cold face.

The Heavenly Prison is underground, and the long and deep passage is like the legendary gate of hell. Just looking at it makes people frightened.

It was already April, and I stood at the entrance of the dungeon wearing thick clothes, but I still felt the wind blowing.

With a creaking sound, the door of the prison was opened.

He Guangyi waved his hand and asked the prison guard to retreat, turned his head and said expressionlessly, "The second room with the character A!"

Xie Jin was carrying a food box and tightened the cloak on his body, "Wouldn't you go with me?"

He Guangyi grinned, smiled silently, and said sideways, "Please!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xie Jin stood at the empty door of the sky prison, looking at the narrow passage inside, swallowing his mouth and murmur, thinking in his heart, "I saw He Guangyi not so scary before, why did he look like black and white impermanence in this world?"

Then, he shook his head and walked in under the guidance of the prison guard.

"The criminal Xin Yande, someone will come to see you!"

The jailer stood at the door and shouted, took out the key and opened the heavy iron door.

With a creaking sound, Xie Jin saw a thin figure curled up on the pile of thatched trees.

"Brother Xin!" Xie Jin whispered.

Xin Yande turned his head in surprise, "Why are you, Master Jie?"

"Why can't it be me?" Xie Jin smiled and went in, first put a lamp on the table, and then opened the food box.

Xin Yande's shriveled lips moved, "In theory, between you and me..."

"Yes, we have no friendship!" Xie Jin said, putting the exquisite dishes in the food box on the table, and laughed, "If you don't have friendship, you can't come to see you?" As he said, he took out two chopsticks and a wine pot, and continued to smile, "You Xin Yande is a stone in the pit, smelly and hard, and you have no friends. But speaking of it, you are not bad, you are just stubborn and unsophisticated..."

"What dish?" Xin Yande came over and sniffed it.

"Huaiyang cuisine from Dongfeng Tower!" Xie Jin smiled, then looked around and frowned, "There is not even a stool?"

"I still need a stool in the death row?" Xin Yande laughed, picked up the chopsticks and started eating in big mouthfuls. "I never thought that the dying person could eat such a good dish!"

"Look at your eating habits! Slow down!" Xie Jin smiled, "Have you eaten before?"

As he said that, seeing Xin Yande eating voraciously, he couldn't help but wonder, "You can't really have eaten it, right? Old Xin, you also hold several positions, the Minister of Justice, the Minister of Justice, the Chief Secretary of the Tongzheng Department, the Censorate, and the Nanshu. These are four salaries! It's not like eating and drinking...?"

"The whole family needs to support him!" Xin Yande poured himself wine and drank it all. "What's the salary that's enough? I don't look like you!"

"This official asked you to do it!" Xie Jin shook his head.

At this time, the prison guard outside brought in two stools. Xie Jin swept and sat down, looked at Xin Yande who was eating voraciously, and did not speak anymore.

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After a long time, when Xin Yande's eating speed slowed down, Xie Jin sighed.

"Why do you have to?"

Xin Yande wiped his hands with his clothes, "Some words are always something to say!"

"You can't say that, you deserve it..."

"It's all a death sentence. I'm not afraid of death sentence. What else are I afraid of?" Xin Yande smiled, put his hands in his sleeves, and curled up in the pile of thatched trees.

"You, I'm so stupid to read! There are so many talented people in the court, and there is not only one way to manage water. Why do you..."

"But what I'm talking about is the most cost-effective and useful method!" Xin Yande closed his eyes, "As long as you dig a Zhonghe River along the ancestral tomb, there is a road to the Yellow River and Huai River, Sizhou will no longer be worried about floods!"

"What if you are wrong?" Xie Jin looked at him and shook his head, "You can't be too arrogant when you are a human being."

As he said, he said, "The consequences of your own conceit are that you can't even protect yourself!"

"You must always be worthy of your conscience!" Xin Yande also sighed, "You can't ignore it! Seeing the country treating symptoms but not the root cause for years, spending people's efforts, money and grain, and collecting labor service for the people. Continue to block but not treat them, there will be a disaster for decades."

"That's not what the officials do!" Xie Jin couldn't help but speak, "We are just doing what we are doing now, who can take into account decades..."

"How unhuman will the people decades later?" Xin Yande interrupted Xie Jin, "You and I are seeking peace for the sake of the ages. If we only want the fame and fortune in front of us, and let the floods come after death, what official do we do and what books do we read?"

"Okay, you are noble!" Xie Jin said angrily.

But then he couldn't help it, "Old Xin, I know you are a loyal and righteous person, but you are definitely not a fool, why are you today..."

I saw Xin Yande smiled bitterly.

"The great work of the ancestral tomb is still under construction!" Xin Yande opened his mouth, "When did it start to be repaired?"

"Three years of Hongwu!"

"Oh, it's been twenty-nine years!" Xin Yande sighed, "Even if there is one million silver a year, twenty-nine years will be two thousand nine million..."

"You are talking nonsense!" Xie Jin interrupted him bluntly, "The emperor built the ancestral tombs, which is the foundation of the country and the country..."

"You are also a scholar, do you believe in this?" Xin Yande retorted, "The ancestor tomb is more important than the people's hearts?"

"Oh, as you said, I, the Ming Dynasty's ancestral tomb was just because I lost the people's hearts?" Xie Jin said angrily.

"The ancestor's tombs need to be built, is it necessary to be so grand?" Xin Yande sat upright, "The people's livelihood is poor in Huaibei. Is it okay to have this money to use for people's livelihood? Oh, it's a desolate and dilapidated land, and the people's lives are in vain, and the imperial tombs are magnificent between heaven and earth. Isn't this losing the people's hearts?"

"Besides, after the ancestral tomb was built, it was just left empty. What's the use? Using the blood of the poor people to build an unparalleled tomb in the world, what is the face of the Ming Dynasty to comment on future generations?"

Xie Jin was so shocked that he couldn't speak. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, "You...are you a madman?"

"I'm not crazy! I'm just a child from a poor family!" Xin Yande's tone was three-pointed, "You are a noble family and have been frugal since you were a child. You probably have never seen the tragic situation of the people going to work in labor, right?"

"Under the stick, the official servants eat the chaff and fill the belly. The dead are buried in the wild, and the living are crying every night!" Xin Yande sighed, "It is called the people and is actually a slave!" As he said, he laughed again, "Have you seen the displaced people after the flood?"

"I have seen it! The houses and fields were washed away by the flood. The farmers wanted to cry but had no tears. They took their families out to escape famine just to beg for life! The hungry people fell to the ground, and the living were covered in sores. Under the hunger and plague, the Red Cliff is thousands of miles away!"

"Purgatory on earth... Have you seen these tragic situations? You have never seen them! Natural disasters are man-made disasters. Because I have seen them, I cannot tolerate them. These tragedies are happening, even!"

As he said that, Xin Yande burst into tears, "Even if I die of great disrespect, I must let the emperor know what is right and what is wrong!"

"Enough!" Xie Jin stood up and scolded angrily, "You said it was so unbearable by you in the prosperous Ming Dynasty? You are just crazy! You are crazy!"

"Prosperous age?" Xin Yande sneered, "What does the prosperity have to do with the people? When a flood comes, the people are still hungry and poor. Just because of the prosperity, will these things not happen? We are officials, but the people!"

"Once the Huai River flows back into Sizhou, who cares if it is a prosperous era? The so-called prosperous era is just a relief money and food. No matter how much money and food is available for relief, the people's homes are gone. What's the use? But if we can prevent problems and let the people live and work in peace, wouldn't it be better?"

"You..." Xie Jin couldn't speak.

"The court seeks prosperity, and the people only ask for a meal. Now my Ming Dynasty is strong and strong, and I am not afraid of chaos in the people. What about decades later? Today, we will leave these burdens to future generations, and will only become more and more intense. At that time, you and I will be the Ming Dynasty and the sinners of the people of the world!"

"Enough!" Xie Jin blinked his sleeves, "You are hopeless!"

At this moment, He Guangyi's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Two!" He Guangyi stood outside the iron gate with a expressionless face. "Eight hundred miles have just arrived at the capital!" He sighed, "The Yellow River is diverted, the Huai River breaks, and Sizhou... is flooded!"

"Where is the ancestral tomb!" Xie Jin asked anxiously.

"The ancestor tomb is safe and sound! The Sizhou prefect dispatched 10,000 civilians, and the Huaixi General Administration has another 3,000 troops. The Gaojiayan began to be strengthened in the spring..."

"Hahaha!" Xin Yande in the cell suddenly burst into laughter and was filled with endless sadness.

Xie Jin looked at him and felt mixed emotions, "You are right!" As he said that, he whispered, "Sizhou is flooded!"
Chapter completed!