Chapter 84: Visiting Prison (Please vote for the first chapter!)
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The weather has been sunny for more than half a month, and the sun has caused the leaves to wither and the ground to curl up, and it has also made the city filled with broken soldiers and livestock stink. //.com Novel Network //
In the evening, dark clouds finally appeared in the sky. Before the clouds covered the sky, it was already very dark on the ground. The bright and hot sunny day suddenly seemed like darkness. Soon there was thunder and lightning, and then there was a big flash.
The raindrops pitter-pattered down, throwing up stars all over the ground.
The soldiers screamed, stripped off their clothes and danced in the street, while the officers and servants hurriedly put raincoats on the grain and fodder stored in the open air. But it was too late. Thousands of waterfalls fell from the sky without any buffer.
, in a blink of an eye, heaven and earth were inseparable and became a bright white water world.
The rain was fast and heavy. In just half an hour, the streets were filled with water and the garbage created by the soldiers was floating everywhere. More officers and soldiers were dispatched to the rescue. After all the raincloths were laid out and the sacks were piled in the warehouse,
, the rain also stopped. The people who were soaked in the rain slumped down and lost the energy to curse God.
But no matter what, the heavy rain relieved the heat, and people in Hengyang finally got a long-awaited cool night.
The dark clouds quickly dissipated, revealing the last afterglow on the horizon. If it were normal, this would mean a sleepless midsummer night with bright street lights and surging crowds. However, under the clouds of military disaster, all shops were closed. They were blocked by heavy rain.
People outside also hurried home, fearing that something bad would happen after dark.
Among the hurried crowd, there were two men in uniforms. The former was none other than Wang Jingui, an old policeman from Hengyang County, and the latter, who was thin and looked like he was smiling even if he wasn't smiling, was Song Duanping.
It is said that Chen Ke was about to go this way, but Wang Jingui firmly stopped him. In this era, southerners were already short, and his six-foot height really stood out from the crowd and was too eye-catching.
In fact, Song Duanping is also considered tall, but not as exaggerated as him. So Brother Monkey can only take this trip.
The two of them were walking side by side on the street. Wang Jingui shook his head and sighed as he walked: "What do you think I am because I'm in a daze? I'm messing around with you guys."
"Didn't Sanlang say it, this is called a sense of justice." Song Duanping chuckled and said: "I am not afraid of a young man who is less than twenty years old. What are you, an old man in his fifties and sixties, afraid of?"
"Hey..." Wang Jingui scolded with a smile: "Is there such a comforting thing?" After saying that, he said seriously: "When you go in later, don't say anything. I will handle it all, otherwise the secret will be revealed when you open your mouth. Remember.
Are you staying?"
"I must be like a gourd with a prickly mouth.\\First published on .com\\"
The two of them were talking and came to the back door of the Tixing Yamen. The Tixing Division, the full name of the Tiding Prison Division, also known as the Xian Division, is in charge of the common prisons in the counties and counties of this road and is responsible for the supervision of officials. Jinghu South Road
The Criminal Division was located in Hengyang City, Hengzhou. Because there was also the Xian Division Prison inside, it was heavily guarded on weekdays, and no one could get close to it.
But snakes have their own ways, and rats have their holes. Wang Jingui was stunned and led Song Duanping into the Yamen and went straight to the prison.
In the alleyway in front of the jail, a waterproof oil silk lantern hung, its light flickering. When the prison guard saw Wang Jingui, he smiled strangely and said, "You guys, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you here here?" Song Dynasty
Most of the officials work in different places, but Qing Yishui, the Zaoli police officer, is a local. He has lived in the same place for decades. No matter what the relationship is, at least they have never met each other.
"Hey," Wang Jingui sighed and said, "Today is the birthday of our unlucky commander. On behalf of my brothers, I am here to give him a birthday banquet."
"That's not appropriate." The cell leader frowned and said, "Shangfeng ordered that no one be allowed to approach Chen Daling."
"I know, I didn't come here just because the official has gone home. I only want to give him a meal, it doesn't matter." Wang Jingui came up and took the cell leader's hand and said, "Although the commander has not been to Hengyang for a little while, it doesn't matter."
, but how many good things has he done for our county? He will be beheaded at any time now, and this birthday banquet may be another decapitation meal, so you can be accommodating."
The prison boss nodded, not only moved by his words, but also by the money he put in his hand. Anyway, he opened the cell door and said: "There is a cell at the end. Go back quickly."
"Thank you very much." Wang Jingui turned around and scolded Song Duanping: "Why are you standing there in such a daze? Why don't you quickly say thank you."
"Who is this?"
"My nephew just came over from Guangdong, and I asked him to work with me temporarily." Wang Jingui spat: "Those guys, just by talking nice, they really came, and they hid faster than rabbits.
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"It's human nature." The cell leader smiled and said, "I'm going in, just hurry up."
"okay."
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After entering the gloomy cell, the two walked to the end and stopped in front of the innermost single cell. There was no light and it was so dark that they could not see anything.
"Da Ling, D Ling, it's me." Wang Jingui shouted.
"Old Wang..." A familiar voice sounded from a cell at the east end.
"Over there." Wang Jingui and Song Duanping recognized Chen Xiliang at the same time. Hearing that his voice was quite confident, they were immediately relieved... You must know that this old man was carried into the cell, and they were worried about his illness.
"Your Majesty, today is your birthday, and we are here to celebrate your birthday." Wang Jingui flashed the fire seal as he approached the cell. The two of them looked through the fence and saw Chen Xiliang sitting inside.
Chen Xiliang squinted his eyes and opened them after adapting to the bright light. He wanted to see Wang Jingui and tell him that you remembered wrongly. My birthday was still two months away. Unexpectedly, he saw Song Duanping. He couldn't help but let out a surprised sigh.
Song Duanping quickly shook his head at him and made a gesture of writing.
"Well, it's hard for you to remember. I thought I had to celebrate this birthday alone." Chen Xiliang said, approaching the fence and saying, "Let me see what delicious food there is." But he took Song Duanping's left palm and used his fingers to
I quickly wrote a few words: 'Why are you here?'
'Not only me, Sanlang and Wulang are also here.' Song Duanping answered quickly with his right hand on Chen Xiliang's left palm, and then asked: 'What happened?'
"Is your illness cured? We have always been worried about you." Wang Jingui slowly opened the food box and asked.
"If the Lord of Hell doesn't accept me, it's basically fine." Chen Xiliang replied to Wang Jingui, and his subordinates replied to Song Duanping: "There are probably people who want to harm me." After a pause, he continued: "The robbery of the grain truck is strange. All the civil servants are dead. It's strange. Come back."
Later, they indiscriminately sentenced me to death on far-fetched charges, which is even more strange!'
'Why?'
'Maybe they found out that I was checking them.'
'Who are they? What are you looking for?'
‘The transfer envoys from Hunan and Guangxi, and maybe even higher-ups; I discovered their secret of embezzling military funds all the time.’
‘…’ Song Duanping was so shocked that he didn’t know what to say.
"I will carry the investigation account book with me and prepare to hand it in as soon as Mr. Yu Jingyu arrives." Chen Xiliang wrote in frustration: "When I was arrested, I was searched directly. Fortunately, I used Pinyin."
Writing, they shouldn't understand what it is.'
'Now how to do?'
"I'll write down another outline for you." Chen Xiliang sighed softly and said, "As much as I can remember, I'll try to hand it over to Mr. Yu as soon as he arrives." Fortunately, he got it through personal investigation, otherwise it would really be a struggle.
Already.
The next quarter of an hour was spent in silent writing. Song Duanping concentrated all his attention and tried to remember every word.
Then the prison chief began to urge me. After urging me three times, Wang Jingui said in a low voice: "If you don't leave, you will be suspected." Then he said loudly: "Okay, okay, we're out now."
‘Are you going to be okay?’ Song Duanping couldn’t remember this interruption, so he had to take the time to ask.
'No, if the government does not kill the scholar-bureaucrats, the most they can do is exile them to Salmon Island.'
'But they can kill you...'
‘Life and death are fateful.’ Chen Xiliang was speechless. He could only sigh and wrote: ‘Kong said Chengren...’
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"What took you so long?" After the two came out, the cell leader was obviously unhappy.
"Come back, I'll treat you to Yicui Tower." Wang Jingui said this, and the cell leader softened his voice and said, "Let's go quickly, some officials will come to patrol the prison soon."
"Okay." Wang Jingui quickly pulled Song Duanping out of the prison.
Wang Jingui breathed a sigh of relief when he came out to mention the punishment department. Looking at Song Duanping, he saw that he had a serious face and moved his lips, as if he was reciting something silently.
When asked what he was doing, Song Duanping didn't say anything, but started walking quickly. Wang Jingui quickly accelerated to catch up, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, he only saw his back, and in the next blink, even the back disappeared around the corner.
"Isn't it haunted..." Wang Jingui rubbed his eyes, unable to believe that humans could be so fast.
When he returned home, he saw Song Duanping sitting in the room, writing furiously.
He wanted to enter the house, but was stopped by Wu Lang. He wanted to speak, but was glared hard by Wu Lang. He was so frightened that he retracted his words and said with infinite grievance: "This is my house, okay..." He had to squat down in grievance.
In the courtyard, I stared at the monk who was meditating.
There was no table in the room, so Chen Kejiao stacked two book boxes. He held the book boxes with one hand and held a candle with the other, asking Song Duanping to write on them.
After writing for nearly a quarter of an hour, Song Duanping put down his pen, wiped the sweat from his face, shook his head and said: "I don't have a memory as good as yours, I can only remember so much..."
"It's already shocking." Chen Ke said in a deep voice: "I can't believe that the Song Dynasty, which was always proud of eliminating corruption, would actually have crazy corruption."
"Yeah..." Song Duanping sighed: "I really don't understand how they dare."
