Han Du stood there and held on, his eyes fixed on the backs of the two jailers. It wasn't until the two disappeared from around the corner that he felt his legs weaken and he lost control and sat on the ground.
His chest kept rising and falling, and he breathed in desperately. This was not a desire for air, but a desire for survival. At this moment, it surpassed everything.
It's not like Han Du has never seen dead people. He's seen a lot of them on TV and in movies. He's even seen drone combat and scenes where dozens of people's limbs were flying after a single missile.
But seeing it is one thing, experiencing it personally is another.
When the blade came to his throat just now, Han Du felt a huge fear in his heart, as if his blood had been completely frozen by the cold blade. If he hadn't gritted his teeth with an unyielding momentum, he would have fallen to his knees just now.
On the ground.
Having faced death, one naturally desires to live even more.
But how can we survive?
Han Du turned to look at his father, a dignified second-grade minister of household affairs. If this had arrived a few years earlier, wouldn't he be walking sideways in the capital?
Even if you can't bully men and dominate women, at least it's okay to cheer each other out and listen to music all day long, right?
But Han Du had not enjoyed such a happy life for even a day before he had to face the fate of being beheaded.
Han Du sighed at his father and withdrew his gaze. He didn't know what his father was thinking at that time, insisting on breaking the window paper of Bao Chao alone and letting his whole family end up like this. Zhu Yuanzhang is
Who is this person? He is a wolf who kills officials regardless of individual status and criticism.
In this court, whether it is the ministers who are on the same level as my father, or the officials of various ministries, there are so many "dressed beasts", which one is not a human spirit? Don't they know the disadvantages of treasure money? They know,
But they didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't dare to prick Zhu Yuanzhang's abscess.
It was only my father who stupidly bumped into me and sent the whole family to this prison.
Zhu Yuanzhang knew nothing about treasure money, and Han Du was lying on the ground with his back stretched out, a trace of ridicule on his lips.
Zhu Yuanzhang only printed treasure banknotes to an extreme, thinking that what he printed was money. How could he know what a credit system is and what value expression is? Without bundling gold and silver with treasure banknotes, treasure banknotes would sooner or later become a piece of waste paper.
, something that is too hard to wipe your butt.
With such blessing in his soul, Han Du was so excited that he sat up from the ground in an instant.
"It doesn't matter if Lao Zhu doesn't know. I know. Although Han Du doesn't understand the financial system very well, he lives in the information age. He occasionally receives push information and has more or less understanding. Maybe I can rely on these past experiences.
Use common sense to find a way out?"
He did it as soon as he thought of it. Without pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Han Du simply took off a piece of his clothes to use as paper, and bit his finger cruelly.
"Everything has advantages and disadvantages, and the same goes for treasures. If used well, it will be like a magic sword, enough to convince all parties; if used improperly, it will be like the scorching sun and the hearts of the people will boil..."
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Kneeling on the ground for a long time made Han Du's limbs a little stiff, and his fingers bled too much, making his originally pale face even paler. However, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on reading it carefully from beginning to end.
Feeling that there was no problem, he folded and put away his clothes, and Han Du also left a thought at the end, trying to arouse Lao Zhu's curiosity. As long as he aroused Lao Zhu's curiosity, he
The chance to survive has arrived.
"I didn't expect you, Du'er, to have such a deep understanding of Baochao."
Han Du turned around and saw his father's face filled with regret and sadness.
"Dad, when did you come?"
"I've been here a long time ago. When I saw you surprised, I thought something was wrong with you, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect that you were telling the pros and cons of the treasure. You wanted to write to the emperor and earn money for your family.
A way to survive?”
Han Du nodded and said, "Dad, take a look, if the emperor sees this, will he absolve you of your guilt?"
Han De waved his hand and pushed back the clothes handed over by Han Du, "When you were writing just now, my father had finished reading it and thought about it carefully. Your understanding of treasure money is indeed deeper than that of my father. If you had written it for me,
If these are the words my father is playing, maybe your majesty will not be offended."
Han Du's face lit up with joy after hearing this. After struggling for so long, he finally saw hope of survival.
But Hande's next words pushed his hopes into the ground.
"But now that His Majesty is in a rage because of the treasure incident, I am not sure whether he will read your letter again, or whether he will be more exposed or calm down after reading it."
"And we are trapped in a prison now. How can you take your petition out and let His Majesty see it?"
When Han Du heard this, his face turned pale, and the hope he had just ignited was extinguished by a basin of cold water.
Dad is right, how can I take my things out and then let Lao Zhu see them?
Relying on the jailer? This doesn't work. Not to mention that the jailer can't see Lao Zhu at all. He just had a head-on confrontation with the two jailers. If the two jailers knew what he was thinking, let alone helping him, they would definitely
Destroy the clothes in his hands immediately to completely cut off his hope.
"Dad, you have been an official for so many years, but you haven't had a good friend? He won't come to see you?" Han Du asked with hope in his eyes. This is the only way Han Du can think of, and the only way is to be on the same level as his father.
Only then can I meet Lao Zhu in a short period of time.
Han De's frustrated face instantly turned red, and he waved his hands angrily, "I am an upright and honest official, and I disdain to associate with those ungrateful people." After saying that, he turned around and walked to his old wife, ignoring Han Du.
Han Du was choked by his father. It seems that this road is also broken. Think about it, if his father has friends in the court, then he wants to report Zhu Yuanzhang's idea of abolishing the treasure banknotes.
I will discuss it with my friends more than once. Whenever this friend has some conscience, he will remind Hande and will not let him rush in all of a sudden.
What do you mean by not joining forces with others? They are just fighting alone in the court.
The information channel is cut off. Even if the thing in his hand is very good, if Lao Zhu can't see it, it will not help his fate of being killed.
However, Han Du still carefully put the clothes in his arms. He believed that there was no perfect path and he would always find opportunities.
It was dark in the prison, and I didn't know whether it was one day or two.
That day, a burst of noise echoed in the prison, and Han Du vaguely heard someone say, "Please be careful where you step, wait here."
It seemed that someone important had come to the prison, and Han Du was worried. This might be a unique opportunity for him. Han Du involuntarily reached out with his right hand to his arms and grabbed the folded clothes.
The movement brought by the adults woke up Han Du, and naturally also woke up the prisoners in the cell. The prison, which was as quiet as the death realm, suddenly turned into a vegetable market. Those who shouted that they were wronged were killed, and they were all heard from the cell.
Some people shot out their hands in the gaps between the railings to grab something, some were slapping the railings, and there were also sounds of scolding and slapping sounds from the jailers.
Han De also woke up and immediately realized what had happened. He glanced at Han Du and knew that Han Du wanted to submit a letter. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Han Du also saw his father's actions and reached out to comfort him as he tried to come over. He turned back and stared at the group of people who were slowly approaching in the distance.
The leader was young and was wearing a scarlet official uniform. Through the light from the torch when he occasionally passed by, Han Du could clearly see that the patch on his chest was embroidered with an animal.
He seems to be a general.
The general walked slowly in the middle of the corridor, as if he was deliberately avoiding the hands stretched out on both sides. When he was about to reach the outside of Han Du's cell, he saw that there were no hands stretched out in the cell here, so he naturally moved closer to this side.
Seizing the opportunity, Han Duqiu suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the man's arm tightly.
"Sir, please save the people of the world and present this thing to Your Majesty. You must present it to Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Han Du shouted while pressing the blood book in his arms towards the man, urgently needing to stuff the blood book on him.
"How brave!" The jailer who was following behind shouted loudly when he saw this, and the scabbard in his hand hit Han Du's arm that was holding the official.
A heartbreaking pain came, and Han Du felt as if his arm had been broken, but he still gritted his teeth and did not let go. If he let go, his whole family might be dead.
What a coincidence, the jailer who hit Han Du just now was Xiao Liu from the previous few. Seeing that Han Du still refused to let go, he put on a sinister smile on his face, drew his sword out of its sheath and was about to cut off Han Du's hand.
Come down.
At this time, the official glanced over with an expressionless expression.
When Xiao Liu saw this, he immediately relaxed his long sword that he had raised high, and said with a smile: "Sir, this person is so offensive to you, please teach me a lesson."
The official didn't say anything about this. When Xiao Liu put down the knife, he turned his head and ignored him, looking at Han Du who had caught him.
Han Du suddenly met the man's cold gaze, and a trace of fear appeared in his heart. However, in the face of life and death, this fear not only did not let him let go, but instead inspired a strong will to survive, and he held on to him even more tightly.
Be willing to let go.
"Please, sir, present this to Your Majesty to save the people of the world."
The leader didn't say a word. Looking at Han Du's firm eyes, he reached out and took over the folded clothes.
Han Du immediately showed joy on his face, let go and retreated, kneeling down on the ground. "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."
Some people may think that if a man has gold at his knees, how can he kneel down easily other than kneeling to heaven and kneeling to his parents?
Perhaps this was just a small effort to the other party, but to Han Du it was a real life-saving grace, and he was certainly worthy of his kneeling.
The leader was not polite to Han Du either. He bowed to him harshly and then left with everyone.