Humane Yongchang

The guards of the royal court put martial law on the Yamen of the Special Warfare Bureau!

All the officers of the Special Warfare Bureau on duty were assembled in the central courtyard, lined up to take off their clothes and crowns, and stepped forward one by one to accept the whipping of the royal guards. A long whip made of cowhide mixed with horsetail fell on the flesh and blood. There was a bloody bloodstain on the ground, and every time the firecrackers exploded one after another, the eyelids of all the officers of the Special Warfare Bureau who were watching the execution jumped suddenly, and their scalps also tightened.

What made them even more terrified was that a large number of royal guards were walking between their offices, sending stacks of files into the hall... The king is in the hall at this moment!
'A big event...'

All the officers of the Special Operations Bureau were chanting in fear.

Chen Feng, who was busy outside, hurried back to the yamen upon hearing the news. Before entering the door, he heard the loud sound of whipping inside, his heart skipped a beat, and his complexion changed suddenly.

"The last general, Chen Feng, please meet your majesty!"

He respectfully clasped his fists and saluted the royal guards guarding the gate of the yamen.

The leading guard of the royal court did not return the polite greeting as in the past, but just made a "please" gesture to the yamen with a blank face.

Seeing this, Chen Feng's eyelids twitched, he got up and walked quickly into the yamen with his head bowed.

The officers of the Special Warfare Bureau who were waiting to be tortured in the courtyard saw Chen Feng coming in, but they didn't even dare to look at him.

And Chen Feng didn't seem to be able to see the bloody execution ground, he walked across the courtyard without squinting, and walked quickly towards the yamen hall of his former cathedral.

When he entered the hall, he saw Chen Sheng, who was wearing royal clothes and a crown on his head, holding a volume in his hand, covering his face, his heart tightened, he straightened his scalp and trimmed the crown, and squeezed his palms to the end: "The last general, Chen Feng, pay homage to the king, long live my king, long live long live!"

Chen Sheng didn't put down the file in his hand, didn't ask him to get up, and didn't even look at him.

He still focused on browsing the file in his hand, as if there was no such person as Chen Feng in this hall at all.

Now Chen Feng really panicked!
If the king is willing to scold him a few words, or even get up and beat him up, no matter how big the matter is, it will not be a big deal!

But if the king doesn't even want to talk to him, no matter how small this matter is, it won't be so small!

He wanted to say something.

But under the coercion of Shen Ning, who seemed to be substantive, he dared not speak up no matter what.

He could only maintain a bowing posture, anxiously waiting for his release...

The hall was very busy, but Chen Feng felt that it was so quiet.

Except for the footsteps of the court guards who brought in the files from time to time, there was only the loud sound of whipping echoing in the empty hall.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground, soaking the entire floor tile in a short while...

"Snapped!"

A volume of dossier hit Chen Lifeng's head heavily, and after rolling, it unfolded and pulled out half a foot of densely packed small characters.

Chen Feng's body was shocked, and he bent down hurriedly to pick up the file, then grabbed his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his eyes indiscriminately, and opened the file to take a closer look.

This volume records the records of the cross-county population entering the city at the west gate of Jinling in mid-May.

He knew that there must be something wrong with the king throwing this volume to himself.

But he browsed through it several times, but couldn't find the problem.

He was hesitating in his heart whether to ask the king for instructions, another volume of files flew down from the hall, and hit his head with the bed covering his face.

He hastily bent down to pick it up again, tucked the previous file under his arm, opened this file, and looked at it carefully.

As soon as he read the first few words of the dossier, his heart sank.

This dossier records... the records of the Changning Palace people going out in early June!
It turned out that something went wrong in Changning Palace!

No wonder the king is so angry!
His heart trembled and he looked carefully, after a few glances, his eyes froze, he hurriedly took down the scroll under his arm and opened it again, but in the midst of his haste, the scroll fell to the ground and he pulled out a two-foot silk book.

He wanted to reach out to pick it up, but how could he open two volumes with one hand?

After thinking for a while, he simply unfolded the two volumes on the spot, and lay down on the ground to quickly find the key points and compare them with each other.

I saw a line in the first volume of the dossier: "On May 26th, at Weishi, a group of [-] people from the Yingchuan merchant Qian's family entered the city. The documents were complete and the inspection was correct. '

He quickly scanned it, and then quickly found the corresponding record on the second volume: "On the seventh day of June, the palace man Chen Zhi went out to buy from the palace... He passed by Qian's merchant stall, lingered for a while, and bought it with 14 taels of silver. A gold and silver hairpin was wrong. '

'14 two...'

Chen Feng thought about the price twice, and suddenly wanted to slap himself two big mouths: "Why didn't I find this out earlier?" '

He didn't recognize this Chen Zhi.

But he knew that all the palace people in Changning Palace were innocent women from poor families who were carefully selected from Changning, Chang'an, and Changle in the northern city of Chen County.

This, he can guarantee, because the background checks of all the palace people before entering the palace are done by their special operations bureau!

And as far as he knew, the palace servants of Changning Palace cost around a hundred dollars a month.

A hundred dollars is a lot, and the monthly expenses of an ordinary family of three are only sixty or seventy dollars.

But compared to that hairpin worth 14 taels, a hundred dollars is really not that much. An ordinary Changning palace man would have to save enough for a year and a half to afford that hairpin!

But which son or daughter from a poor background does not want to save money to buy a house or land in the future, but is willing to spend [-] months a month to buy a hairpin?
If there is, then it must be that they are not completely poor, at least they have enough food and clothing...

But if this Chen Zhi had no worries about food and clothing at home, then she would not be able to enter the Changning Palace at all!
Therefore, this Chen pheasant... must have a problem!
"Your Majesty..."

Chen Feng stood up, and was about to plead guilty when he felt his eyes darken and his forehead ache.

"Clap."

Another scroll fell to his feet, unfolding half a foot.

As soon as he lowered his head, before he could clearly see the tiny characters on the scroll, he felt his eyes turn red.

After he reached out and touched it, he realized it was blood.

He grabbed his sleeves and covered his forehead, not daring to let fresh drops onto the scroll, and then lay down again, carefully reading the third scroll.

However, the top of the dossier made his heart sink suddenly. In the raging autumn tiger weather, he only felt chills all over his body... It turned out to be the daily record of the fourth uncle Chen Shou in late May!

He had already guessed something in his heart, glanced at it, and quickly found the relevant record in the file: "May 21, Shen Shi, the first ancestor returned home from the Yamen, passed by the Qian's merchant stall, and got up to chat with the master merchant For a quarter of an hour, I bought a pair of mud dogs, a special product of Chen County, at the cost of [-] yuan... After re-examination, the mud dogs are no different. "

"May 21? Mud dogs?"

Chen Feng glanced at the back of the dossier, and he found the record at the end of the dossier: "May 25, at the time of Mao, the first ancestor galloped to the camp of the garrison division in the rain, and led three thousand red-clothed troops to the western suburbs..."

"How dare a thief do this!"

Furiously, he suddenly smashed the floor tiles with a punch, and his distorted face was even more ferocious with the scarlet blood on his head.

He is angry at the audacity of these thieves!
Not only did he dare to use Chen County's unique blessings for children's illnesses and misfortunes to count against his fourth uncle!
She even dared to stretch her claws into Changning Palace, toward her pregnant sister-in-law!
Angry at my own blindness and stupidity!

For such an obvious clue, he searched over and over for so long after Uncle Si made a fuss last time, but he couldn't find it!

He actually let those thieves leisurely continue to plot against his sister-in-law under his nose!

As soon as he made a move, many guards of the royal court walking around in the hall stopped their pace all of a sudden, looked at him indifferently, and lightly dropped one hand on the waist knife.

Chen Feng, as if he hadn't seen it, suddenly raised his head, looking at Chen Sheng above with blood on his face and red eyes.

Chen Sheng looked at him expressionlessly, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes could not see the slightest emotion.

After a while, Chen Shengcai stood up without saying a word, walked down the hall slowly with no expression on his face, passed by Chen Feng, and walked out through the door.

Following his footsteps, a large number of royal guards poured out of the public houses, surrounded him and went outside the yamen.

Only the guards of the royal court who were whipping the punishment did not move, and whipped the officers of the Special Operations Bureau who were being punished with one whip and one whip in an undisturbed rhythm.

Chen Sheng did not order the execution to continue.

But there was no order to stop the execution.

They naturally continued to execute the previous execution order!

After Wang Jia left from the Yamen of the Special Warfare Bureau, Chen Feng rushed out of the hall grabbing the three scrolls, and shouted with red eyes, "After you've been whipped, get out!"

……

sunset.

In Jingzhou and Lingling counties, the Mausoleum of Emperor Shun is majestic and upright, stretching across the sky for hundreds of miles, like the sun in the sky!
In a nearby different space, Zhuang Zhou who appeared in real body, with a sad face, and Guiguzi incarnation wearing a colorful evil ghost mask were relatively speechless.

Suddenly, Guiguzi said: "The grandson is asking for help, and Di Jun is here!"

Zhuang Zhou shuddered, he got up and was about to speak, when he glanced to the west inadvertently from the corner of his eye, he sat back down in an instant as if discouraged, and said weakly: "You go Well, the person I was waiting for is almost here..."

Guiguzi looked to the west, and the two words flashed in front of his eyes. The fiery red sky, which was still setting sun like blood a second ago, was already purple!

His eyes suddenly became extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice: "You are alone, can you stop it?"

Zhuang Zhou sneered: "If you can't stop it, you can't stop it?"

Guiguzi smiled wryly, and sighed: "Although it is meaningless to say more now, I still want to say something. If you listened to my advice back then, it would not stop there!"

Zhuang Zhou folded his arms and said unmoved: "It's just the difference between one day earlier and one day later. Could it be that you can still keep them from going?"

Guiguzi glanced at the majestic Emperor Shun Mausoleum below, and sighed softly: "It's not a question of whether it's sooner or later, it's clearly a question of whether the timing is right or wrong!"

Zhuang Zhou curled his lips angrily: "Then this is also Kong Zhongni's problem, how can you blame me and that bear boy?"

Guiguzi shook his head and said: "I won't compete with you for the power of words, as long as you can pass this test, everything will be easy to talk about, otherwise..."

Zhuang Zhou: "Don't look at things so pessimistically. Even if he really let his old family go, he wouldn't dare to do anything to that brat. It's just that we won't see each other again in the future!"

Guiguzi laughed and said, "Is the core essence of your theory just to know your destiny?"

Zhuang Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "That's better than a school like yours, which always thinks of the worst in everything, and sees that everyone is a conspirator!"

Guiguzi shook his head and said, "It's not my wish, it's just how things are in the world!"

Zhuang Zhou: "Hurry up and go, grandson alone can't stop Di Jun!"

Guiguzi said calmly: "The real body has already rushed over, here is just a breath."

Zhuang Zhou didn't want to say any more, but he thought about his grandson's dire situation, so he couldn't help asking: "Just the two of you, can you stop Di Jun?"

Guiguzi: "Whether I can stop it or not depends not on me, but on my grandson!"

Zhuang Zhou instinctively wanted to ridicule him, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Not long after, the two saw a green sheep that was as big as a cow and as green as the sunset, crouching over a man wearing a purple hibiscus crown and a flying green feather skirt, with snow-white beard and hair, and a long and elegant figure. The pure old man who had extinguished the aura came slowly from the west along the ancient road.

Seeing the pure old man, Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but take a look at Guiguzi. Seeing that Guiguzi was still standing still, he had no choice but to step out of the different space and appear on the road in front of Qingyang. He solemnly clasped his hands and said, "Wen Shi Sir, you are safe and well, Zhuang Zhou is very polite!"

The pure old man raised his old eyelids, looked at Zhuang Zhou with a pair of clear eyes like a baby's black and white, and said with a clear smile, "It's Zhuangzi, it's rare to see."

With such a simple glance, Zhuang Zhou seemed to sense some great horror, and traces of sweat leaked from his forehead: "I haven't dared to go to Wudang Mountain to disturb you for many years. I don't want to meet you in the mountains and fields today. Zhuang Zhou was not very happy."

The Qingjing old man smiled lightly and said, "Whether you go or not, where is Wudang Mountain? How can you be happy?"

Zhuang Zhou listened to the words and said, "Mr. taught you well...but it's rare to meet him in this mountainous place. It just so happens that Zhuang Zhou seems to have realized something recently. May I have the honor to invite you to sit down and discuss the Tao and give me some advice?"

The clean old man shook his head slightly regretfully: "Next time, the old Taoist is going to Jinling right now, and I met a very interesting little friend. If Zhuangzi is interested in Taoism, he might as well go to Wudang Mountain later, and the old Taoist will sweep the couch to welcome him."

Zhuang Zhou's heart was in a hurry, his brains turned quickly, and he made up his mind. He pretended to be surprised and said, "Jinling? What did you say is my disciple Chen Sheng?"

Hearing the words, the pure old man laughed and said, "Well, Zhuang Zhou, you lied to the old man, you should be beaten."

He stretched out his old arm, and made a light gesture with his forehead in the air, but Zhuang Zhou who was standing by the road only felt an incomparable force like the mighty force of heaven and earth descending from the sky, and he suddenly fell to the ground without the slightest resistance land.

His face was flushed, and he was struggling desperately to stand up, but his whole body was as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't even open his mouth!

Qingyang stepped forward slowly, the pure old man smiled lightly, and said softly: "Today, the old Taoist is being rude, and when Zhuangzi arrives at Wudang Mountain in the future, the old Taoist will apologize to Zhuangzi."

In the different space, Guiguzi sighed lightly when he saw this, and was about to step out of the different space, when he saw a burly figure in green robes who looked like a man standing on a bull, who appeared in the middle of the ancient road at some point, and bowed to the pure old man from afar Hand said: "Two hundred years have passed, the vicissitudes of life have turned into mulberry fields, brother Guan Yin, don't come here without any harm!"

A hundred miles of righteousness, and a hundred miles of purple energy!