The former Minister of the Ministry of Finance, Jinguang Dafu, Tang Jian, Duke of Ju Kingdom, and Cen Wenwen, the Minister of Zhongshu, the founder of Jiangling County.
There were also several important officials in the court, including the Dali Temple minister who was the top scholar during the Wude period, Fujia, the grandson of Wucheng County, all because they did not submit to the aristocratic family and others.
They were all imprisoned in a small single room inside, but fortunately, the current situation was unclear, and these officials were all important figures.
Those people did not dare to massacre officials at will at this time and cause a great upheaval, so they were only detained here.
Of course, in addition to here, there are also many unlucky people imprisoned in the prisons of Dali Temple. I heard that officials at the Luoyang government office are also imprisoned.
This is enough to prove how unpopular the Luoyang Incident that those aristocratic families, Changsun Wuji and Na Zhang Liang jointly carried out was.
However, this also shows that Luoyang is worthy of being the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty. From another perspective, it interprets the saying that officials are everywhere and there are as many dignitaries as dogs.
At this moment, in one of the small single rooms, the white-haired Tang Jian was sitting cross-legged on the old couch, sipping the tea in front of him.
But it made him feel like drinking nectar and jade dew. His calm and composed appearance was enough to show that his state of mind was extremely good.
In a single room on the side, Cen Wenwen, the assistant minister of Zhongshu, was sitting.
At this moment, the ashen-faced Cen Wenwen was staring blankly at the spider web inside the cell.
It seems as if his path forward in life has been blocked by spider spirits... spirits.
On the other side, Sun Fujia's forehead was still wrapped in a bleeding white cloth, and he was lying on the couch with his eyes closed.
There was no other way. After Sun Siqing, who had a strong personality, had been in jail for several days, he couldn't help but explode and wanted to kill himself.
As a result, the prison was too narrow and there was insufficient space for a run-in. He was not able to kill himself, but he also had a gash on his forehead.
After receiving treatment, although this man no longer had any thoughts of seeking death, he lay on the couch without saying a word all day long.
Sandwiched between the two small single rooms was Tang Jian, an old man with a surprisingly good attitude.
Tang Jian, the Duke of Ju, who was nearly eighty years old and who was in prison but as carefree as at home, became the most normal among the important officials imprisoned here.
Eh... It seems a bit wrong to say that. After all, there are not many people in the world who can sit in jail as cool and calm as him.
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"I'm telling you two...can you stop being so downcast and think of the good in everything?
As the saying goes, there is no perfect path for man, but it is a blessing in disguise..."
After hearing this, Cen Wenwen smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Jugong, not everyone can see how well they drive like you."
"Unexpectedly, Changsun Wuji, as a close friend of His Majesty and the chief hero of Lingyan Pavilion, would actually do such a despicable evil thing."
"I never thought that those famous families could be so despicable, ruthless, and regard the law as nothing..."
"Okay, okay, no matter how much you talk now, it's useless. It's better to rest and recuperate, leaving a useful body to wait for the opportunity."
After hearing this, Sun Fujia, who was lying on the couch over there and pretending to be a dead body, couldn't help but froze.
"Ju Gong, we are not like you, who are old and decrepit, letting others laugh and scold us. We have been favored by His Majesty and entrusted with important responsibilities, so naturally we will be loyal to Your Majesty."
"Today, there are only traitors and sycophants left in the court, but you said such words, it's just..."
"Okay, okay, just think that I said something wrong and I'll keep you company, right? Hey, young man, don't be too grumpy."
"Based on my experience of being in certain death situations many times in my life, we still have a chance to get out."
"..." Sun Fujia, Na Cen Wenwen, and the important ministers in the small single rooms opposite all looked directly at the most lucky star of the Tang Dynasty.
That's right, when it comes to the most lucky star for the founding of the Tang Dynasty, this one is officially recommended, and the second one is the bragging king Li Shentong who was almost unbeatable in every battle, but managed to save him.
In the second year of Wude, Liu Wuzhou rebelled, and Tang Jian, who followed Li Xiaoji to fight, was imprisoned.
However, this veteran driver, who was obviously suffering from social anxiety, was still able to make good friends even though he was imprisoned, and thus he learned that Dugu, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, wanted to rebel.
It was after Li Yuan received the news sent by Tang Jian that he solved the turmoil in time.
And this guy, with his sharp tongue, persuaded the rebels who were detaining him.
Ask them to help him seal up his treasury property, register his weapons and armor, and wait for Li Shimin to come and receive them.
In the following four years of Zhenguan, Tang Jian followed Li Shimin's orders and went to the Turks to induce them to join him, in order to paralyze Jieli Khan, who had just experienced a major defeat.
As a result, Jieli Khan was shaken and dizzy by the old guy, and he readily agreed and entertained him with fine wine and delicious food.
But no one expected that Li Jing had already led his army, riding in the wind and snow, to defeat the Eastern Turks.
Tang Jian, who was in danger among the Turkic army, was able to escape and return to the Tang Dynasty unscathed.
Even His Majesty had to sigh that Tang Jian's luck was simply rare in the world.
"I'm tired. Let me get some sleep first. If you believe me, we will definitely be fine."
After hearing this, Sun Fujia couldn't help but climbed up and asked in a low voice through the railing.
"Jugong, please tell me what you can do."
Tang Jian laughed happily. "There is no way at the moment, but there are experienced people who have told me my fortune since I was a child.
He said that I had never been sick or had any disasters in my life, and that I should die on my couch at home."
"..." All the important ministers in the small single room all had dark expressions on their faces. Although everyone is relatively feudal and superstitious, your instructions still feel like they are just fabricated, okay?
Forget it, this old guy is not only a social cow, but also a shameless person.
After all, he is still an elder, so scolding him is a waste of words. However, when I think about how this old man is always in danger of danger, he can always miraculously avert the danger. Maybe this is his fate.
But then I thought about it, maybe it was this old man who was still alive for a short time, maybe he suddenly suffered from a serious illness one day, and he was paralyzed here and dying.
Those rebellious officials and traitors came over to take a look after receiving the news. They realized that he was already so old anyway. Even if he survived, it would be of little use. They simply sent him home to wait for death.
In this way, wouldn't it just fulfill the fate that the old Taoist gave him.
A group of important ministers only stay in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Apart from sitting around every day, they can only let their thoughts take wings and have random thoughts all day long.
Only in this way can you stay in prison safely without causing major psychological problems due to extreme depression.
Several of them even asked for pen, ink and paper many times, certainly not for the purpose of writing a confession.
Some are for the purpose of writing a desperate poem that will leave a name in history.
Of course, there may also be ministers here who are simply idle and suddenly have artistic inspiration and want to create.