Since the concept of "prison" is determined by "cognition", the method Zheng Xiu thought of is indeed a shortcut to improve the level of "prison".
The plan to build "Eternal Purgatory" has a preliminary prototype in Zheng Xiu's mind, but more details still need to be carefully polished.
The most important thing is not to attract the attention of Ye Weiyang and the royal family.
But now, because of the "cannibal painting" case, even Feng Bei was sent out, and Ye Weiyang had no time to take care of the inside of the imperial city.
Zheng Xiu was originally waiting for Scar Laoliu, but after waiting for an hour, the last brand-new carriage quietly stopped in front of Zheng's house.
A woman in plain clothes and tied up hair knocked on the door politely.
Zheng Xiu came to the door.
The yellow curtain of the carriage was lowered to cover the interior, but a depressing atmosphere seemed to be visible to the naked eye, making Zheng Xiu subconsciously hold his breath.
"Master Zheng, my master has invited Mr. Zheng to get in the car and talk."
Zheng Xiu silently looked at the coachman who was driving the horse. He saw that the coachman had a beard on his face, his hands were clawed, and his joints were covered with calluses. It was obvious that he had been with weapons all year round. There was something vaguely familiar to Zheng Xiu about him.
temperament.
He is a divine warrior.
With the Shenwu sergeant as the coachman, the identity of the "master" in the car is ready to be revealed.
Zheng Xiu frowned and was about to reach out to lift the curtain. After a few hesitations, he paused and cupped his hands in front of the carriage: "Marquis Zhonglie dare not be disrespectful."
A hearty laugh came from the car: "I paid a private visit to the Zheng family incognito, and now I am just an unknown Mr. Wei."
What's going on?
Zheng Xiu never expected that Old Wei would come to Zheng's door in person in such a low-key way.
After all, he is the current emperor. The curtain has not yet been opened, but the small carriage gave Zheng Xiu the illusion of being in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
"boarding."
Old Wei said again.
If you act too pretentious, something will really happen.
Zheng Xiu sighed in his heart, could he still be caught secretly at the door of his house? So he opened the curtain and got on the carriage.
After Zheng Xiu got into the car, the coachman had no intention of driving. It just parked in front of Zheng's house. It looked like an ordinary carriage. Who would have thought that the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty and the descendant of the Shenwu General
Marquis Zhonglie, why are the two of you alone in this inconspicuous carriage now?
"sit down."
A kind smile appeared on Old Wei's majestic face. He pointed at the weak man opposite and motioned for Zheng Xiu to sit down.
Zheng Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief, since you are so polite, then I won't be polite anymore.
"Marquis Zhonglie, I have met... Mr. Wei."
After saying that, Zheng Xiu winked at Old Wei.
The wink means that you call yourself Mr. Wei, it's none of my business.
Old Wei's current complexion is completely different from that of the aging emperor Zhou Mu.
"Hahaha -" Old Wei laughed: "Your temperament is completely different from your father. Your father has always been meticulous. If General Zheng were here, even if I pressed General Zheng's shoulders, he would rather break his legs.
I don’t want to sit either.”
Zheng Xiu was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses and smiled slightly: "So my father is the world-famous General Zheng, and I am just a small businessman of the Zheng family, and it is difficult for me to reach the level of elegance."
He deliberately put the accent on the word "小小".
"There is no need to be restrained," Old Wei seemed to have read through Zheng Xiu's thoughts, and waved his hands with a smile: "If my imperial skills fall on your head, it will make me look like a small family, and I am not worthy of such a powerful country.
"
Zheng Xiu was silent.
At this time, silence is golden, and not speaking is right.
Old Wei said again: "Do you still remember what I asked you in the Dizi Prison Camp?"
Zheng Xiu thought for a moment and nodded.
Old Wei smiled and said: "I am also curious, among my three unsatisfactory sons, who has the status of a great emperor... The three of them have been comfortable for too long these years. It is time to get some blood, otherwise, it will be difficult to become a great person." After speaking, Old Wei slapped his head and laughed at himself: "Forget it, you have no intention of assisting in government affairs, so what's the use of telling you this?"
Zheng Xiu was still silent.
"It's just that I don't have anyone around me who can complain and speak my mind. I met you who has nothing to do with these things, so I couldn't help but say a few words."
Old Wei's face looked a little more lonely, but the expression changed so quickly that before Zheng Xiu had time to appreciate it carefully, Old Wei had already changed into another face.
"Are you still planning to go back to prison?"
Zheng Xiu was stunned. If he remained silent now, he would really be pretending to be stupid. However, it seemed a little bad to make his words clear. After thinking about his words, Zheng Xiu carefully answered: "But Zhong Liehou, I have always abided by the law. Since These are the laws of Daqian, and I will abide by them without any regrets."
"Oh?" Old Wei took a deep look at Zheng Xiu: "If I tell you, I actually already know who the murderer of Yurun is, do you want to know the answer?"
Zheng Xiu smiled bitterly and said, "I think it's better that I don't know."
Old Wei showed a troubled look: "If I let you go back, it will inevitably make the world think that I don't know right from wrong, black from right, and don't remember General Zheng's meritorious service in protecting the country, which will make you suffer unfair injustice. It’s difficult to block. The matter has come to this, and I am in a dilemma.”
There was a sudden silence in the carriage.
Zheng Xiu's pupils shrank slightly, then returned to normal.
"If Your Majesty doesn't mind, Marquis Zhonglie has a way to get the best of both worlds."
Outside the carriage, a disguised palace maid stood guard by the curtain.
The divine warrior who was the coachman was leaning on the horse's seat, his eyes were vacant and seemed to be closed. From time to time, his clenched fingers and claws made crisp joint sounds.
After a while.
"Hahaha--"
Old Wei's laughter could be heard in the car.
Marquis Zhonglie calmly lifted the curtain and walked down.
"The Holy One is wise."
Zheng Xiu bowed to the carriage.
"Uu——"
The driver's eyes opened, he grinned, groaned, and pulled the reins.
The palace maid took the seat next to the coachman.
The front of the car turned around, and just before the coachman was about to slap the horse on the butt, the curtain opened a corner.
Before leaving, Old Wei suddenly asked: "'Businessman'?"
Zheng Xiu was slightly startled and looked inside the curtain. He cupped his fists and bowed. He paused for a few breaths before Zheng Xiu said, "Yes, 'Emperor'."
Watching the carriage leave.
On the 13th day of the Celebration, Ji Honglian fell from the wall at the same time.
Pei Gaoya scratched his bald head and emerged from the flowers. A few petals fell on his head: "Is that guy out of touch?"
Zheng Xiu smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be nervous." After closing the door, Zheng Xiu asked: "Why are you here?"
Qing Shisan let out a long sigh, puffed out a puff of smoke, opened his hand and made a gesture of holding a bowl backwards, and lowered his voice: "Aren't you afraid that things will change?" After Qing Shisan finished speaking, he whistled towards the empty space of the house. .
Qing Shisan was afraid that the emperor would attack, so he was ready to raise the lid and rebel.
The shadows breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and disappeared again.
"Haha, don't underestimate the magnanimity of the 'Emperor'."
Zheng Xiuyi pointed out something, and Qing Shisan asked when the master would leave to go back to prison.
"It's a pity that I can't stay in the prison today."
In the afternoon, one after another official documents caused an uproar in the official circles.
The first is the case of Princess Yurun.
Lao Wei directly issued an order to remove half of the officials of the Supervisory Council, and all the censors on the left and right were executed.
The reason is nothing more than the case of Princess Yurun. Such an obvious frame-up cannot be seen. Although Zhongliehou is suspected, he is by no means the biggest suspect.
There was a sudden turmoil, and in addition to the Inspectorate, the entire Criminal Department responsible for the case went through a complete change of blood.
Jiang Gaoyi was in the office of the Ministry of Punishment, feeling the bloody storm and trembling. Under the emperor's instruction, he wrote down official documents one after another and pressed the official seal.
In the afternoon, some people were promoted and some were dismissed, but there was no sound in the imperial city, and it was peaceful as usual.
At nightfall.
On the public notice board that finally informed the people, a thousand words were written eloquently.
The article is too long and most people cannot understand it.
Maybe it's intentional.
If you don’t understand, that’s right.
Soon after, storytellers in the teahouse began to sing and talk about the incident.
The case of Princess Yurun is actually someone else, but the murderer is too cunning and wants to put the blame on Zhongliehou. In order to prove his innocence, Zhongliehou is willing to abide by the law and bear the "suspected murderer" before the real murderer is apprehended.
"Crime. But the Great Emperor was kind-hearted and immediately amended the "amnesty regulations" in the law to be extra merciful.
Marquis Zhonglie only needs to serve three days in the Heavenly Prison every ten days. During the remaining days, he can return to Zheng's house under the escort of the jailer. However, Marquis Zhonglie cannot leave the imperial city for even half a step before the real culprit is found.
As soon as this announcement came out, it not only reflected the emperor's benevolence, but also showed the emperor's impartiality and discernment, and it also showed the loyalty and sincerity of Marquis Zhonglie.
Most of the people were thinking that Zheng Xiu, the richest man, was clearly framed and wronged, but he was still willing to take the punishment of being imprisoned. This is so touching.
Little did he know that this result made Zheng, the richest man, almost laugh out loud while hiding in the dungeon. From now on, he could treat Wangtian Prison and the death row as his third home, and he could come and go at will.