man sanctified in death row vest

Since the concept of "prison" is determined by "cognition", the method Zheng Xiu thought of is indeed a shortcut in order to improve the level of "prison".

The construction plan of "Infernal Purgatory" has a preliminary prototype in Zheng Xiu's mind, but more details still need to be carefully polished.

The most important thing is not to attract the attention of Ye Weiyang and the royal family.

But right now, because of the "cannibal painting" case, even Feng Bei was sent out, and Ye Weiyang had no time to care about the interior of the imperial city.

Originally, Zheng Xiu was waiting for Ba Lao Liu, but after waiting for an hour, the last brand new carriage stopped quietly in front of Zheng's house.

A woman in plain clothes and curly hair knocked on the door politely.

Zheng Xiu came to the door.

The yellow curtain of the carriage was drawn down to cover the inside, but a depressing atmosphere seemed to be visible to the naked eye, making Zheng Xiu subconsciously hold his breath.

"Master Zheng, my master has an invitation, please get in the car and talk to Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Xiu silently looked at the coachman who was driving the horse. He saw that the coachman had a beard on his face, his hands were full of calluses, and his joints were full of calluses. It was obvious that he had been with weapons all year round.There was a vaguely familiar aura about the other party that Zheng Xiu felt familiar with.

It's Shenwu Soldier.

Sergeant Shenwu is the coachman, so the identity of the "master" in the car is ready to be revealed.

Zheng Xiu frowned, and was about to reach out to lift the curtain, he hesitated a few times, and arched his hands in front of the carriage: "Marquis Zhonglie dare not be disrespectful."

A hearty laugh came from inside the car: "I visited Mrs. Zheng privately in Weifu, and now I'm just an unknown Mr. Wei."

Where's the trouble?
Zheng Xiu never expected that Old Wei would personally come to the door of Zheng's house in such a low-key way.

After all, he is the current emperor, and the curtain has not yet been lifted, but the narrow compartment gave Zheng Xiu the illusion of a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

"boarding."

Old Wei said again.

No matter how hypocritical it is, something will happen.

Zheng Xiu sighed in his heart, could he still be slammed at the door of his own house?So he opened the curtain and got into the carriage.

After Zheng Xiu got into the car, the coachman had no intention of driving at all, and just stopped at the door of Zheng's house, looking like an ordinary carriage.Who would have thought that the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty and the descendant of the Shenwu General, Zhongliehou, would be alone in this humble carriage now?

"sit down."

A benevolent smile appeared on Old Wei's majestic face, pointing to the soft bed opposite, motioning for Zheng Xiu to sit down.

Zheng Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, since you are so polite, then I will not be polite.

"Marquis Zhonglie, I have met...Master Wei."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Xiu winked at Old Wei.

The meaning of blinking is to say, it is you who call yourself Master Wei, and it is none of my business.

Old Wei's current complexion is completely different from that of Zhoumu's aging emperor.

"Hahaha——" Old Wei laughed: "Your temperament is completely different from your father's. Your father has always been meticulous. If General Zheng was here, even if I pressed General Zheng's shoulders, he would rather break his leg. I don't want to sit down either."

Zheng Xiu was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized and smiled slightly: "So my father is the famous General Zheng, and I am just a small businessman of the Zheng family, and it is difficult to be elegant."

He deliberately put the accent on the word "little".

"No need to be cautious," Old Wei seemed to see through Zheng Xiu's mind, and waved his hands with a smile: "If my emperor's art falls on your head, it will seem that I am petty and unworthy of such a big effort. "

Zheng Xiu was silent.

At this time, silence is golden, and not speaking is right.

Old Wei said again: "Do you remember when I was in the Dizi prison camp, I asked you about it?"

Zheng Xiu thought for a moment, then nodded.

Old Wei smiled and said, "I'm also curious, who of my three unsatisfactory sons has the appearance of a great emperor... The three of them have been at ease for too long these years, it's time to get some blood, otherwise, it will be difficult to become a great weapon." After finishing speaking, Old Wei slapped his head and laughed at himself: "Forget it, you have no intention of assisting the government, so what's the use of telling you these things?"

Zheng Xiu remained silent.

"It's just that there are few people around me who can complain and speak their minds. That is, when I meet you who have nothing to do with these things, I can't help but say a few more words."

Old Wei's face was a little more lonely, but this expression changed too fast, before Zheng Xiu had time to take a closer look, Old Wei had already changed into another face.

"Are you planning to go back to prison?"

Zheng Xiu was taken aback for a moment, and if he remained silent now, he would really be pretending to be stupid, but it seemed a bit bad to speak out clearly, after considering his words, Zheng Xiu carefully replied: "Lord Marquis, you have always obeyed the law, since It’s a big law, and I naturally abide by it, without complaint or regret.”

"Oh?" Old Wei took a deep look at Zheng Xiu: "If I tell you, in fact, I already know who the murderer of Yurun is. Do you want to know the answer?"

Zheng Xiu smiled wryly, "I think it's better not to know."

Old Wei showed a distressed look: "If you are allowed to go back, it will inevitably make people in the world feel that I don't know right from wrong, right from wrong, and I don't remember General Zheng's meritorious service in protecting the country. Difficult to stop. Things have come to this, I am in a dilemma."

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Zheng Xiu's pupils shrank slightly, and then returned to normal.

"If the sage doesn't mind, Zhongliehou has a way to get the best of both worlds."

Outside the carriage, a maid in disguise stood by the curtain.

The martial arts officer who played the guest role of the coachman leaned on the horse seat, his eyes were closed, and his fingers and claws were clenched from time to time, making a crisp joint sound.

After a while.

"Hahaha--"

Old Wei's laughter came from inside the car.

Zhonglie Hou calmly lifted the curtain and walked down.

"The Holy One is wise."

Zheng Xiu bowed to the carriage.

"Call-"

The coachman opened his vacant eyes, grinned, and pulled the reins with a whimper.

The maid took the seat next to the coachman.

The front of the car turned around, and before the coachman was about to pump his ass, the curtain was lifted by a corner.

Before leaving, Old Wei suddenly asked, "'Businessman'?"

Zheng Xiu was slightly startled, and looked into the curtain, he cupped his fists and bowed to the inside, paused for a few breaths, and Zheng Xiu said: "Yes, 'Emperor'."

He watched the carriage leave.

Qing Shisan and Ji Hongou fell from the wall at the same time.

Pei Gaoya scratched her bald head, got out from the flowers, and a few petals fell from her head: "That guy left?"

Zheng Xiu smiled and waved his hands: "Don't be nervous." After closing the door, Zheng Xiu asked, "Why are you here?"

Qing Shisan let out a long sigh, swallowed the clouds, opened his hand and made a gesture of holding the bowl upside down, and lowered his voice: "Isn't this afraid that the sky will change?" After Qing Shisan finished speaking, he whistled to the empty space of the house .

Qing Shisan was afraid of the great emperor's attack, so he was ready to raise the pot and rebel in place.

The shadows breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and disappeared again.

"Hehe, don't underestimate the bearing of the 'emperor'."

Zheng Xiu meant something, and Qing Shisan asked when the master would leave to go back to prison.

"It's a pity that today's prison can't be squatted temporarily."

In the afternoon, a series of official documents caused an uproar in the officialdom.

The first is the case of Princess Yurun.

Old Wei directly issued an order to dismiss half of the officials of the Inspectorate, and the left and right censors were sentenced to death.

The reason is nothing more than the case of Princess Yurun, so obvious framing is not obvious. Although Marquis Zhonglie is suspected, he is by no means the biggest suspect.

There was a sudden turmoil, and besides the Procuratorate, the criminal department in charge of the case had a complete change.

Jiang Gaoyi was in the office of the Ministry of Punishment, feeling the bloody wind and trembling. Under the emperor's instruction, he wrote a series of official documents and pressed the official seal.

In the afternoon, some people were promoted and some were dismissed, but there was no news in the imperial city, and it was peaceful as usual.

night time.

In the end, a thousand-character text was written eloquently on the bulletin board that announced to the people.

The article is too long for most people to understand.

Maybe on purpose.

If you don't understand, that's right.

Soon after, the storyteller in the teahouse began to sing about this matter.

It is said that there is actually another person in the case of Princess Yurun, but the murderer is too cunning and wants to put the crime on Zhongliehou.In order to prove his innocence, Zhongliehou is willing to obey the law and bear the charge of "suspected murderer" before the real murderer is arrested and brought to justice.But the emperor was kind-hearted, and immediately amended the "amnesty regulations" in the law, which was extra merciful.

Marquis Zhonglie only needs to look back at the Heavenly Prison every ten days to serve his sentence for three days, and he can return to Zheng's house under the escort of the jailer for the rest of the time.But before the real culprit is found out, Marquis Zhonglie must not leave the imperial city for half a step.

As soon as this announcement came out, on the one hand, it reflected the benevolence of the emperor, and also demonstrated the justice and discernment of the emperor, and also demonstrated the loyalty and sincerity of the marquis Zhonglie.

Most of the common people were thinking that Zheng Xiu, the richest man, was obviously framed and wronged, but he was still willing to take the initiative to endure the calamity of the prison, how touching it was.

Little did he know that this result made Zheng Shoufu almost laugh out loud while hiding in the dungeon. From now on, he can regard Wangtian Prison and the dignified death prison as his third home, and he can come in and out at will. , can be described as a great convenience.