Zhu Gaochi stuttered and replied: "Back...back to my father, Hu Wei is an imperial envoy and has the duty of patrolling the sky on behalf of the heaven. It is his duty to report local people's troubles."
"I asked him to find someone, not to meddle in other people's business." Zhu Di's voice became colder and colder: "I messed up the errand I was supposed to do, and I even asked my Jin Yiwei to take care of my business. It seems that I
You are so kind to him that you dare to be the first in the world."
"..." Zhu Gaochi felt sweat on his forehead after hearing his father's harsh comments. This was the reason why Hu Tong was reluctant to get involved in this matter. Over the years, under Ji Gang's power, no one dared to say anything to the emperor.
Fourth, if you dare to be the first in the world, you will never end well.
Seeing that the prince was too frightened to speak, Zhu Di snorted again: "Since the Jinyiwei made such a fuss, why didn't Zhejiang's governors, vassals, and patrol censors report it to the police? Why did they all pretend to be deaf and dumb?
, do you want Hu Yiyue to take over for you?"
"Back to my father, the Zhejiang officials themselves are still suspicious. In addition, Jin Yiwei is an imperial envoy of the emperor, so he dares to be angry and dare not speak out. Hu Wei is also an imperial envoy. If he does not report truthfully, he will be bullying the emperor." Zhu Gaochi suppressed a sentence.
.
But the words were right. Zhu Di pondered for a moment and said coldly: "In your opinion, Hu Wei is not wrong, and the officials of Zhejiang Province are not wrong either. It is my people who are wrong?"
"Hu Tong is the imperial envoy of the father, and the Zhejiang provincial officials are the ministers of the father. Just like the Jin Yiwei, they are all the father's people," Zhu Gaochi replied bravely.
This was well said, and Zhu Di's expression finally softened a little, "That's nice to say, but it's a pity that the title of minister is true, but the meal is still shared." He said with a sneer: "For example, how many of the people in this court belong to you?
You know the prince’s people better than I do.”
These words were heart-wrenching, and Zhu Gaochi hurriedly knelt down and murmured in defense: "I dare not form a party, and there is no need to form a party. I only have my father and the emperor in my heart, and nothing else."
"Hmph..." Zhu Di snorted again, and Fang smiled and said: "Since you said you have no party, then you should have no party. A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain always has a relationship. It seems that I am a villain."
"My son, I don't dare." Zhu Gaochi hurriedly kowtowed and said, "I would like to ask my father to take back this statement."
"I said it, take it back." Zhu Di cursed and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. You don't need the Ministry of Labor and Criminal Justice, just let Zhou Xin and Zhu Jiu handle it."
, I want to see what the famous cold-faced Han Tie and my Thirteen Taibao can do together to solve this case."
"My son, I obey." Zhu Gaochi hurriedly accepted the order.
"Get out." After Zhu Di finished speaking, he no longer looked at him. Two palace attendants stepped forward, helped the prince up, and left the Wenhua Palace.
"Zhejiang, there can be no chaos." After the prince went down, Zhu Di sighed quietly, as if he was saying to Zheng He beside him, or to himself: "Otherwise, what would I use to go to the West?" Silk, tea, porcelain, etc.
Most of them come from Zhejiang Province. If things get messed up and production is reduced, the imperial government's plans will be affected.
"The emperor asked Zhou Jiantai and Zhu Qianhu to investigate the case together," Zheng He said softly, "Will it be counterproductive?"
"No, Zhu Jiu is my old man, he has a sense of proportion." Zhu Di shook his head and said, "I asked him to investigate together, but I just told Zhou Xin that I was watching him." He sighed deeply as he said that.
: "Where Ji Gang is, go back and say hello for me and tell him not to mess around. I won't wrong his people."
"Yes." Zheng He responded. The emperor had indeed thought carefully and wanted to find out what happened in Zhejiang. First of all, Ji Gang must not cause trouble.
In the study room of the Prince's Mansion.
After Zhu Gaochi came back, he changed into casual clothes, took a short rest, and then, with his tired body, he told several subordinate officials about the duel with his father.
"No matter what the emperor said, it is good news that Zhou Xin was finally asked to investigate the case." Huang Huai twisted his beard and said: "It shows that the emperor still cares about the people of Zhejiang and believed what Hu Tong said."
"The imperial court cannot live without Zhejiang, and Zhejiang cannot live in chaos." Jin Wen's face was full of excitement as he said: "Ji Gang got carried away this time, and he didn't even think about what happened to the imperial court's lack of money now.
To what extent? He actually put his hand into the emperor's money bag. Isn't this asking for trouble?"
"Haha, that's right," Huang Huai said with a smile: "Ji Gang is acting more and more arrogantly now. His men think they are far away from the capital, and they are even more unscrupulous in extorting people's wealth. This finally attracted the attention of the emperor. I think this is because they have exhausted all their energy.
"As he spoke, his voice deepened and he said: "This time, I will fully support Zhou Xin in handling the case and uncovering Jin Yiwei's scandal in Zhejiang. The emperor will know who he has always trusted.
By then, His Highness's situation will naturally be much better."
Zhu Gaochi's tired face gradually became flushed, and he smiled and said: "It's worth it if I can save the people of Zhejiang from danger and let my father see their true colors."
"Ji Gang will not sit idly by and ignore it." Yang Pu, who had been silent until now, reminded him: "We still have to be on guard against his mischief."
"Indeed." Huang Huai's expression became solemn when he heard him mention Ji Gang: "And the King of Han will not let His Highness regain the Emperor's trust."
"Yes." Jin Wen nodded and said, "We have to think of a way to help Zhou Xin as much as possible."
"Hu Tong could have helped him originally, but now he can't protect himself. If he gets into trouble, it will be counterproductive." Huang Huai said: "Here in the capital, we can help him, but in Zhejiang, we have to rely on him.
Own."
"Don't worry too much. Zhou Xin is also a provincial inspector, and he is also a famous cold-faced cold iron. As long as we help him withstand the top, he should be able to hold on below." Yang Pu sighed: "I think
Since Zhou Xin dares to bring this matter up, he is determined to fight to the death."
"We must ensure his safety. He is a loyal minister." The prince said slowly but firmly.
"I understand." Several subordinate officials responded respectfully.
Hangzhou, Luyuan, Jinyiwei Qianhu Institution, the backyard class room is dark and damp, the stench is unpleasant, and there are the moans of those who were tortured and seriously injured. It is really not a good place.
He slowly drew a stroke on the wall with a tile, and looked at the three words "正," on it. It had been half a month since he came in. Wang Xian sighed and continued to bandage the wound of a long man with an ashen complexion next to him.
After spending half a month in the cell, he was inevitably disheveled and his clothes were dirty, but he was in good spirits and had no injuries on his body. This was because of the words of Hu Tong and Zhu Jiu, and the second was the result of his father's hard work... Wang Xingye was deeply
Knowing the darkness of the cell, it was estimated that Jin Yiwei's cell would be even darker, so he spent money at all costs and finally bribed the Jin Yiwei who guarded the cell. Even Du Baihu and Xu Qianhu gave money to them, and then they gave up.
He came up with the idea of repairing Wang Xian.
Therefore, Wang Xian became the only one among the dozen or so people in this class room who was uninjured and could move freely. He couldn't bear to see those people with the same number being seriously injured and left unattended, so he took the initiative to help them change dressings, bandage, and take care of their wounds...
The cells are all the same. As long as you are willing to spend money, the jailor will help you get anything. Of course, the price is ten times more expensive.
In fact, Wang Xian wanted to find a doctor, but no doctor in Hangzhou City dared to enter this living hell. Wang Xian had no choice but to rush the ducks to the shelves and do it himself. Fortunately, these guys were screaming every day and every day.
No, I would be grateful if someone could bandage it, so why would I be picky?
"I said, have you been eating snacks more often?" After half a month, Wang Xian was obviously good at his craftsmanship. He skillfully disinfected the long man's wounds with soju and then bandaged them.
The man didn't know if he had been tortured too much and felt no pain. After pouring strong wine on the wound, he only frowned and could still speak: "I have been here for forty days and had snacks forty times."
The inmates lying or lying next to him were all speechless. They would have died so many times if it were them.
"It seems strange to you. People are tortured just to ask about their family wealth. You, a pauper, have nothing to ask about?" Wang Xian said with a smile.
"They just want me to beg for mercy, but I won't." The big man said in a dull voice.
"Just to fight for your reputation?" Wang Xian shook his head and sighed: "Big man, no matter how stubborn you are, you are just a body of flesh and blood. They will torture you to death sooner or later."
"After coming in, who can get out alive?" The big man forced himself to sit up. The skin on his back was torn and the front of his body was covered with scars, but it could still be seen that it was a pair of copper skin and iron bones, otherwise it would be impossible for him to survive.
So many punishments. "This is all I have left..."
These words caused a sigh of relief in the cell. Everyone respected this inmate who came in because of an injustice. An old man with messy gray hair sighed: "Brother has the style of an ancient chivalrous man." After that, he looked at Wang Xiandao:
"My little brother has the heart of a benevolent person in ancient times."
"Excuse me, I just did it with a little effort." Wang Xian said with a smile: "Anyone else would do the same thing."
But everyone shook their heads. Anyone else would not mind their own business.
The big man stared at Wang Xian's wine jar, licked his chapped lips and said, "Don't waste it on my wounds next time, just give me a drink."
"Fuck you, if you didn't have this, your wound would have been rotten, and you would definitely be dead." Wang Xian rolled his eyes at him, but still handed him the wine jar and said to everyone: "Something has been wrong these past two days."
The big man took the wine jar and sipped it with a look of supreme enjoyment.
"Except for this unlucky guy, none of you have been picked up for two days." Wang Xiandao.
"That's not good..." "Don't curse us." These guys were released. They were all prominent figures in Hangzhou City, but now they were all lying in the haystack, no different from the prisoners in the government prison.
After saying that, they also wondered: "Yes, maybe they are busy with other things."
"Then what's going on with him?" Wang Xian pointed at the big man.
Everyone thought the same thing, the big man beat him once a day, but he still remained the same.
"No matter what, it's a good thing." The old man said slowly: "Maybe the wind direction will change."
"Mr. Qian, are you serious?" The old man was obviously very prestigious. As soon as he said this, everyone was surprised.