Tang Qi Tan

Chapter 7 Chang'an... Twelve o'clock?

In a blink of an eye, it was already the third day after the Lantern Festival, and Chang'an Market was still immersed in the somewhat lazy Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Guo Chongtao, the inspector censor who was lamenting "Three lives are unfortunate, the capital is attached to the country", also rode his horse and walked along Zhenyuanfang Street, which was still a little deserted after noon.

As the Guancheng Yushi who is known as "holding a gold medal and wearing a crown on his head", it is a special dispatch specially set up on special festivals, anniversaries and birthdays; the dedicated Yushi in this festival has very expediency and majesty.

Because there are too many nobles and officials in Beijing, the families of princes and nobles, and related people of all kinds, plus those family members who live in Beijing from the sea, foreign, and vassal states.

Every time I look back at the Great Dynasty, the guards of honor and retinues that fill the streets and alleys can block the entire Suzaku Street, which is half a mile wide, so it is called "the crown covers the capital" without any doubt. Not too much.

There is even a folk proverb that jokingly calls it "three monkeys waiting for a tile on the roof to fall, and the old man (prince) and princess tripping in the street."

Therefore, in several major festivals, these distinguished people who are not common in ordinary times have emerged one after another "after having fun with the people". The Yushitai Supervisory Academy is not enough.

Therefore, one or several censors in charge of the city were specially set up to unify all the prevention and control during the festive season. Sitting in prison, the inspector ran and broke his leg."

However, whether it is the censor who is in charge of one of the gates, or the censor who walks the streets, they all have expedient powers that are almost infinite; theoretically, the existence of the Great Wall except for the three major inner beings can be managed. Arrived, mobilized.

Therefore, no matter how prominent your family and background are, if you dare to make trouble or violate the prohibition during the festival, if you encounter city management or inspecting the censor, you can arrest the incident first and then try it without asking.

Of course, Guancheng Yushi only has the power to detain the suspects on the spot according to his authority, and the specific reasons for the interrogation and judgment will be handed over to the sub-division in accordance with the "Three Discussions" in the future.

Since it is mainly aimed at those powerful officials and noble families, this is undoubtedly a very easy to offend or dislike the ministry; but if there are connections and followers, it is also easy to make a reputation and deeds, and quickly The humble and important task of reaching heaven.

Therefore, in the eyes of those young censors, it is a straight line for the Boss.In the short few decades since the establishment of Guancheng Yushi, it can be said that it has achieved fruitful results and gained a lot of notoriety. Not to mention the noble family of princes and concubines, even a prince who disguised himself was once arrested.

But at this moment, Guo Chongtao's desire to take lightly has already begun to take shape.It's still thanks to that certain "rebel" who yelled rebellious words on the street two nights ago.

However, there is more than that. With the simultaneous intervention of all parties on the street, the hidden things revealed? This accident quickly turned into a more complicated case in a certain sense.

Therefore, the major ties of your wealthy family that were brought out on the spot afterwards, and the cancer in the city that colluded with the bad guys in the county under the Jingzhao Prefecture—all the related people in the Sansefang in the south of the city, etc., that is, he worked tirelessly to lead people overnight. to capture.

Although the right and wrong that fell into his hands for no reason is not as good as the traditional censors who are most keen on "unyielding the powerful" and "directly offending the dragon's face", but it is also easy to create a reputation of hatred.Then, he also had to find a way to get rid of the corresponding right and wrong that fell on him.

With such ups and downs in mind, under the guidance of a servant, he walked through a series of flower gates, corridors and pavilions, and finally appeared outside a small courtyard;
Then he glanced in surprise, those blue-robed servants who were waiting tremblingly or with a sad face, and Fanghe with a half-body wearing a helmet, obviously someone had already gone one step ahead of him.

Therefore, there is still a vaguely deep and angry voice coming out:

"I don't need explanations and excuses. I just want a statement and a result. Do you know what a result is..."

"I'm just a small envoy of a vassal state, and a father who almost lost his beloved daughter... How dare you be your explanation and greeting from the cabinet?"

"It's just that as an envoy of a country, it's hard to keep relatives and relatives in the most benevolent place in Jingzhao, at the foot of the emperor. Could it be that this loss is the face of my family, not the face of Datang and Xia Fan... "

"What's the use of empty words of condolence and consolation, I want to meet the real culprit, not Yusi who arrested the benefactor and tortured him... so many eyes are watching on the street, Are you and I fools after all?"

"Regardless of your relationship with the Secretary of the General Administration or the Honglu Temple, if there is nothing to say about this matter, I will give up my face and not go to the Shuowang court meeting to knock on the que, and ask the emperor to uphold justice."

Then Guo Chongtao, whose scalp became more and more numb, tried his best to persuade him in the room for a while; seeing Zuo Cheng of Tongzheng Secretary, and Pedestrian Cheng of Honglu Temple, they also came out in disgrace;
However, these two noble officials who are far above him in rank still showed him an expression and eyes that you can do everything for yourself and do everything you can.This made him sigh involuntarily, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in.

I thought it was a great credit for catching the rebels on the Shangyuan Festival; in the end, it turned into a game for the few present, and everyone played together; he is the thinnest inspector with the lightest backing The school censor became the last successor of the pot falling from the sky.

After all, the small envoy of the vassal state that the owner calls himself is not something light; it is the largest vassal state in the country, the first hero of Taixing Zhongxing, Liang Gong, who established the Great Xia Kingdom outside the territory after he retired. Foreign envoys stationed in the capital;

I am a close branch of the Xia Kingdom's clan, one of the few senior members of the country's surname in the contemporary era, and my ancestors are in the same line as the eldest princess of the Yong Kingdom. Inextricably linked;
As a symbol of admiration for the clan, she even took a close clan as his wife; even if it is as expensive as the heavenly family, she should take good care of this relative.Now such a big event happened at home.

It's really going to make people make a fuss so shamelessly that Shuowang will come up and knock on the que.He didn't dare to speculate on whether the ministers in the political affairs hall and the officials of the provincial and Taiwan cabinets had anything to do; but the principals, officials, and generals below the fifth rank were afraid that many related people would take off their hats and apologize;
And Jingzhao Mansion and Wannian County, which have never been so clean, are afraid that there will be a large number of people who will bear the brunt of the blow?Not to mention that he is a mere censor from the eighth grade, and he is not allowed to leave the prosperous Shangjing to "patrol" in some remote place in the frontier.

Therefore, when Guo Chongtao, who had been lingering for a long time and his back was soaked in sweat, came out of the respectful interior again, he had already changed his color and sat in a small car with no decoration specifications at all. Facing his own driver and obediently, he said:
"Let's go to the prison immediately..."

"Dare to ask my lord, what are you going to do in prison... I've been busy for two nights... why don't you go home and have a rest?"

As the driver of the servant, he couldn't help asking a question.

"Of course I went to check on the prison administration to show my face and try to keep my position;"

Guo Chongtao stared angrily at this relative, Zong Congdao.

"I think I studied hard at home for seven years, was admitted to the Sanju Criminal Department for five years, and worked in the Taixue for three years. Finally, I was able to borrow money to be elected as an admonisher and entered the prison. I copied the copy for another five years conscientiously. It took five years to bring the official Qingyan to the current position, how can I give up and give up lightly... At least I can't let this matter fall into my hands..."

However, in the door that quickly closed behind him.After seeing off the last visitor.The male owner of this house, Liang Yanchu, the envoy of Daxia staying in Beijing with profound features and described as tall and handsome, did not return to his impassioned expression at the beginning, but sat down a little tiredly;

Immediately, an old servant with sharp scars on his face and thick joints brought tea with his hands and feet.However, the carefully prepared fragrant tea was held in Liang Yanchu's hands without moving, but he asked in an inexplicably worried way:
"How is Luo Er now..."

"After using the decoction and the needle stone, I can already hiss out a few daily names, and I can eat without worry; but... I still hide in the tent with the door closed and refuse to see anyone, but any servant who wants to get close If you clean it up, it will be smashed out..."

The old servant said hastily upon hearing this.

"It's no wonder she did it. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen at this juncture, it's finally God's eyes... There are still people who can give a helping hand at the right time."

Liang Yanchu sighed heavily with a serious expression.

"It's just that I've done everything I can do now. There's really nothing I can do. It's too late. By the way, how did I ask you to clean up the house..."

"Most of them have already been arranged to take care of them, and only Liniang is left, and I have to be instructed by the Lord... After all, I came here to accompany and served..."

The old servant said so expressionlessly, but there was a sense of cruelty glistening with blood.

"Do you need me to show you this? Even if you have served me a few times, Luoer is not my heart. After something like this happened at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, wouldn't she, Fu Mu, take the blame? Well... not to mention that anyone who is even suspected should not have the opportunity to approach my house again..."

Liang Yanchu's face turned cold, but then he remembered something and added:

"Although there is Guo Lixing in the prison, after all, it's a layer of thought that may not be fully effective; you are sending someone to watch it, and report any troubles...how are the corresponding things prepared... "

"Of course, the benefactor of the rescue cannot be obtained right away, but all kinds of expenses and management are indispensable. Even if the previous background is more complicated, or has concealed one's background, so what? Isn't it thanks to him for saving Luoer? ;Don't give up the pretext of being ungrateful, let people see the joke of my family..."

"Yes……"

The old servant bowed and agreed.

"Forget it, I'd better go there myself...at least to see with my own eyes that Xi Xi who killed dozens of thieves overnight, what kind of person is it?"

Liang Yanchu waved his hand again and said meaningfully:
——I am the dividing line——

"Whoever wakes up the big dream first, I know it all my life. The spring in the cottage is full of sleep, and the sun is late outside the window."

At the same time, in the prison of the Yushi Supervisory Academy known as the "Little Edict Prison".

With great difficulty, amidst the noise of shouting and drinking, I fell asleep again for a short while, and there was Jiang Tian, ​​who was a bit salty fish-inclined; also wearing loose plain clothes that didn't fit very well, quietly looking up with his eyes Looking, there are not many cobwebs and the zenith beam structure is relatively clean.

There is no complex smell of rancidity, blood, or filth, and there is no screaming of prisoners being tortured all night, enough to make people sleepless at night; at most, it is the movement of jailers knocking on the fence to confirm the movement of heads when they come and go.And many people eat and drink indoors, which will inevitably produce some "natural" smells.

After all, this is a "small prison" used to detain minor political prisoners. Not only does everyone have a side-by-side single room for ventilation and lighting; And according to the old and impatient jailer, there is still a large bucket of water for body cleansing every ten days during the bathing period.

In addition, the neighbors are all people with their own backgrounds, so the short period of time in prison is not difficult for Jiang Tian, ​​but except for the initial interrogation, no one has been detained here interested;

From the depths of his own memory, as well as the occasional yells and conversations of these temporary neighbors and guards, Jiang Tian has more or less understood and completed some clues and truths about the style of this era.Then he couldn't help but want to scold his mother.

What kind of bullshit era is this, the very yellow and violent late Tang Dynasty separatist regime, abolishing and killing the emperors like drinking water and eating grandpas; What about disputes?
There is also the separatist force that claims to have the highest foreign victory rate, but wants to go independent, claiming that the country of brothers pays money every year; the iron-blooded Emperor Song who claims to have the highest tax burden and living standard in the world, and has never stopped peasant riots throughout the dynasty , just disappeared from the root for no reason.

(End of this chapter)