At night, the imperial capital was under curfew, but human sounds were not completely banned.
This sound can be the crooning and slow singing of a troupe in a wealthy family's house, or it can be the laughter and laughter in the flower house in Liuxiang.
Or it could be the heart-rending screams coming from the hellish prison cell.
Northeast of the capital, there is a small alley called Cuihua Hutong. Because there are no ordinary people living there, not even wild cats and dogs come here.
The ruins of the dilapidated house were as silent as a deep pool, like a giant beast crawling in the dark night, listening to the sounds of torture and wailing coming from the Dongchang Yamen not far away.
The cold moonlight shone into the belly of one of the "giant beasts", reflecting the figure of the bound prisoner.
Young Eunuch Zhang, who was in the pigeon room of the inner court, had stuffed dumplings in his mouth and was shivering, half because of the cold and half because of fear.
Three years ago, he was the capable follower of Lu Shou, the former eunuch in charge of the ceremony. Because Lu Shou was also in charge of the East Factory, this little eunuch in his twenties was often able to command the bosses and fans of the East Factory in a pretentious manner.
, and even occasionally, following Wanli's instructions, he could go to Fusi, Beizhen, a secret service agency at the same level as Dongchang, to hear prisoners and report back to Lu Shou.
But in the early autumn of that year, Emperor Wanli passed away. Lu Shou knew that her status as a noble concubine would definitely be feared by the new emperor Zhu Changluo, so she took the initiative to resign from the position of Chief of Ceremony and Admiral of Dongchang.
Before leaving the core power level, Lu Shou said to his beloved disciple, Little Eunuch Zhang: "My godfather is a man who has not lived for a few years. Please give up your seat quickly and wait for death in your hometown in Hebei. You are different, you are so young."
, Godfather will first take you to the pigeon house, a place where you are not involved in right and wrong, so that you can avoid the limelight. In a few years, when the new emperor will not remember that you have been with me, you can look for opportunities to make a future on your own.
Is it good?"
Although Young Eunuch Zhang was frustrated that his backer had collapsed, he still had the desire to rise to the top, so he agreed.
Compared with the Li Jian, the pigeon house is really a place for birds. The only fat ones in Qingshui Yamen are the pigeons, which cannot be cooked and eaten.
The poor little father-in-law was getting poorer year by year. After the first month of this year, the palace maid with whom he was originally in love also abandoned him and went to marry a eunuch in the inner transport warehouse.
When Little Eunuch Zhang was depressed and angry, Eunuch Wei Zhongxian, who was getting better and better as he got better and better, began to ask his subordinates to give him some money from time to time, as a reward for Lu Shou's support in the past.
Today, Wei Zhongxian sent someone again to ask him to come to the East Factory after leaving the pigeon house.
He said he knew that he was very good at playing tricks when interrogating prisoners, so he was just here to treat a tough guy.
At the end of the year, Young Eunuch Zhang happily crossed the Forbidden City and headed north out of Dong'an.
Unexpectedly, when he was approaching the Dongchang Yamen, he was suddenly in danger and was stabbed diagonally by two strong men, covering his mouth and knocking him unconscious.
When he woke up again, he was locked in this broken house, but there was no one else in front of him or outside the door.
Look at the position of the moon in the sky, it should be past the beginning of Zichu.
Suddenly I heard a light knock on the courtyard door.
The dim light of two lanterns led the four people from far to near.
Young Eunuch Zhang's fear suddenly increased and he subconsciously moved back.
When he saw who was coming, his fear was mixed with suspicion.
There were men and women coming.
The two men, in green clothes and white boots, are called "white-boot captains" in the East Factory. They are lower than those in brown clothes and pointed hats. They do not try prisoners, but they are developed from civilian thugs and specialize in dirty work.
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Of the two women, Mr. Zhang only recognized one of them, the famous Mrs. Zheng in Beijing.
The other person with an unfamiliar face was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure.
"Zheng, Mrs. Zheng!"
After being taken out by Dongchang's thugs, Little Eunuch Zhang immediately called out respectfully. However, he did not feel at ease because he and Zheng Haizhu were both considered royal ministers. Instead, he became more and more worried.
It is said that this person surnamed Zheng is vicious and ruthless in his actions. Today, he was captured. It seems that it was her intention.
No, the white-shoe captain from Dongchang came with her, so Wei Zhongxian must have conspired with her.
Why do they want to catch themselves?
Young Eunuch Zhang tried his best to recall when he had offended these two people.
Finally, I remembered that when I was still in glory, I once went back to Fusi Prison in Beizhen to supervise Luo Sigong for Concubine Zheng to interrogate a scholar who insulted King Fu and bullied men and women in front of the imperial city, causing harm to Luoyang. I took a photo with Zheng Haizhu who was beside Luo Sigong
Pass the meeting.
But that time, I didn't offend her.
Young Eunuch Zhang clearly remembered that before he ordered his subordinates to torture him with hot asphalt because he disliked Beizhen Fusi's methods for being too soft, he asked Zheng Haizhu if he wanted to avoid it.
"Mrs. Zheng, do you have any misunderstandings about me?" Mr. Zhang asked cowardly.
Zheng Haizhu didn't bother to do what he did in the costume dramas he watched in his previous life, and continued to talk at length to the bad guy who asked for the lunch box.
She said to the prisoner on the ground in a tone that did not sound like she was asking for justice, "The first time I saw you was in Fusi, Beizhen, right? That day, you were interrogating a candidate from Nanzhili. He told Zheng
The imperial concubine is disrespectful to King Fu."
Young Eunuch Zhang hurriedly said: "Yes, Madam, you have a really good memory. Madam, you have a secret feud with the imperial concubine, so you are angry at someone like me who is doing errands? Young man, that's just for a bite, ah!"
Before the eunuch prisoner said the last word "rice" out of his mouth, the girl next to Zheng Haizhu suddenly stepped forward and kicked him down. Then she pressed his shoulder blade with one hand and pulled out the dagger from his waist with the other hand. She raised the knife and dropped it.
He slit Little Eunuch Zhang's throat cleanly.
"hehe……"
Little Eunuch Zhang's arteries and trachea were severed at the same time. He was like a fish stranded on the beach, his chest was beating up and his head was shaking wildly.
But after a moment, there was no more movement.
The girl stared at the corpse. After a moment, she stood up, lowered her eyes and said to Zheng Haizhu: "Thank you, madam."
This girl is none other than Fang Juren’s daughter.
That year, Fang Juren was tortured by Eunuch Zhang. Although Luo Sigong ordered people to apply honey for treatment, he still suffered from severe infection and could not survive.
Concubine Zheng's minions came to pick up the body and told the public that she had died of a fever and must be burned.
Just because Fang Juren had a great reputation after all, and his minions did not dare to do anything too extreme, they did not throw away the ashes. Instead, they found a small official from Changzhou to take them back to Nanzhili and give them to Fang's family.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Fang Juren only gave birth to an only daughter, named Fang Yun, who was fourteen years old that year.
Her father did not favor boys over girls. Fang Yun followed her father to study classics and political affairs since she was a child, so she knew that Beizhen Fusi was definitely not an external court yamen such as the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice.
She firmly believed that her father was tortured to death, so she begged her uncles who were also famous in the clan to write to the court to seek justice for her father.
Not only were the uncles unwilling, but they also blamed Fang Yun for Fang Juren, asking him to take the Jinshi examination and become an official, instead of talking about royal relatives! The family was even disliked by the local officials.
Fang Yun no longer looked to the wise male elders to protect herself, but secretly planned her own path of revenge.
Last year, after her mother passed away due to grief, Fang Yun no longer delayed, and used her status as a virgin in exchange for a road trip north to visit relatives, and came to the capital.
Her father was imprisoned in imperial prison during his lifetime, so Fang Yun's first and only target was naturally Liu Qiao, the governor of Beizhen Fusi.
She attacked like a moth to a flame, and was easily subdued by Liu Qiao without any suspense.
After Liu Qiao and Luo Sigong learned about Fang Yun's origins, they both admired the little girl's filial piety and courage. Even if they temporarily detained her in Beizhen Fusi, they would treat her kindly.
The two of them thought at the same time that Zheng Haizhu was also from Nanzhili, Songjiang was adjacent to Changzhou, and the hometown was easy to talk to. Zheng Haizhu was at the scene of Fang Juren's trial, which should make Fang Yun believe that her father did not die at the hands of Jin Yiwei.
inside.
"Mrs. Zheng, that little girl is as stubborn as a calf and has a fierce energy. She is exactly like her father. She is a good young girl. If she were a boy, Commander Wei would have kept her in the royal guard. She is now alone and has to
No, follow you?"
Liu Qiao's words immediately moved Zheng Haizhu.
But as she was planning how to deal with King Fu, Fang Yun's arrangement would definitely not be as simple as compiling Hua Er's intelligence team.
