Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 115 This is an iron ticket to avoid death!

The capital, the imperial palace.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhu Yuanzhang was looking at the memorial in his hand, but his heart was in confusion.

Several days have passed since the Guozixue Engineering corruption case occurred, and today is the day of Ma Nanshan's execution.

After all, it was Zhu Yuanzhang himself who said that no matter who he was caught this time, his head would be chopped off and buried under the defective stone bricks of Long Road, so that all the candidates would step on the bricks to serve as a warning.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang's mind was filled with every detail of that year. In the decisive battle of Poyang Lake, someone needed to pretend to be him and lure Chen Youliang to his death on a boat filled with gunpowder.

Ma Nanshan and his son took over the job. In the end, he was lucky enough to survive. Holding the only piece of cloth left after his son was blown to pieces, he cried bitterly in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang understood the pain of losing a loved one all too well, and Ma Nanshan's two sons died for him, and it was also because of him that the Ma family had no offspring.

Therefore, whenever there was room for maneuver today, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to spare his life.

However, Lao Zhu is building things step by step, while Ma Nanshan is building things step by step.

This trouble-making efficiency is worthy of the mixed work department.

Zhu Yuanzhang simply laughed angrily.

Fortunately, I had given him a death-free coupon, so he could survive at least.

He finally saw that people like Ma Sandao were not suitable to be officials at all. This time he could rely on the iron ticket to avoid death, but what about next time? !
Let him go back to his hometown in Huaixi to spend his old age.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself that people like Ma Sandao were definitely not an exception among the group of Huaixi generals who conquered the world with him.

Compared with others, Masandao was relatively good, at least it did not harm the people.

After the project corruption case occurred, Zhu Yuanzhang specially sent people to investigate. Except that Ma Sandao was dazzled by the so-called "love" this time and took the risk of embezzling project funds, he had not done anything extraordinary in the past few years. things.

Most of the titles and official salaries issued by the imperial court were used to support the widows and children of the former brothers.

However, his lawless temper still gave Zhu Yuanzhang a hard ring.

From the previous conversation in the cell, it can be seen that embezzling the court's project funds was not a big deal in his eyes, and he would do it if he needed to.

This made Zhu Yuanzhang truly realize that it was too difficult to control arrogant and powerful generals with outstanding achievements like Ma Sandao.

Because when they conquer the world, they are the masters who don't even care about their lives.

Generally speaking, after a dynasty is established, it will rely on the soldiers who conquer the world. No matter how great their achievements are in conquering the world, they will be in trouble when it comes to ruling the world.

Over the years, they have developed a character that is not afraid of the sky or the earth.

This is a good thing when fighting a war, but when it comes to governing a country, it becomes a disaster.

Just two days ago, the heroes of Huaixi, headed by Lan Yu, knelt down in front of the main hall without being summoned by him to plead for Ma Nanshan.

Prison prison.

It is also commonly known as Tianlao.

"It's the last meal. Eat and go on your way." The jailer said as he brought a bowl of rice and placed it in front of the cell.

After eating the poor food in the cell for several days, Ma Nanshan's eyes immediately brightened when he finally had a delicious meal.

Ma Nanshan picked up the hearty bowl of decapitated rice from the ground and ate it with great gulps, without any trace of panic on his face.The jailer's surname was Ye, and he had been doing this for generations.

At the age of 16, he had already taken over from his father. He had been working in the sky jail for two years, but he had never seen a master like Ma Nanshan before him.

"Master Ma, are you really not afraid at all?" the jailer asked.

"What are you afraid of?" Ma Nanshan chewed the fat in his mouth, making his speech sound a little unclear. "I have a death-proof ticket but I can't die, so why should I be afraid?"

When the Ming Dynasty was founded, there were only 34 people who could be exempted from the death penalty.

Mananshan is a special grace.

Moreover, among these people holding iron coupons, none of them are in prominent positions now, and he is the only one who has been reduced to a prisoner like Ma Nanshan.

Naturally, the jailer surnamed Ye has never seen such an iron ticket, and he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Since you have this iron ticket to avoid death, why didn't you take it out earlier so that you can pay off your guilt? Let me open my eyes."

Ma Nanshan wiped his mouth, was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I remembered that I owed Tingyuelou wine money a few days ago and pawned the iron coupon with them. My nephew knew that I had committed a crime outside, so he must have done it. You will redeem the iron coupon for me."

"My lord, you don't have much time left. Is your nephew reliable?" the jailer asked kindly.

The nephew was naturally reliable, but Ma Nanshan never thought about where he, Li Jin, a poor scholar, could find 800 taels of silver for him.

The jailer glanced at Ma Nanshan, who was still looking stupid.

At this time, it had only been a few hours since Ma Nanshan was taken to the execution ground, and it had been seven days since he was imprisoned. If that nephew had been useful, he would have come to redeem him with the iron ticket to avoid death.

But he didn't point it out. In his opinion, this was pretty good.

At least the walk up Manan Mountain will not be painful.

The jailer sighed softly in his heart and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard a burst of noisy footsteps in the distance.

Years of work experience made him understand that someone big was coming.

As expected, only Lu Ben, the official of the Ministry of Punishment and the Minister of Punishment, came to the prison in person, and behind him was a young scholar. The scholar was holding something in his hand. It looked like it was the same object that Ma Nanshan and Ma Nanshan had met before. The iron coupon he talks about is life-saving.

"This is a serious matter. I need to send someone to the inner palace to verify the authenticity of the iron coupons, and then report it to His Majesty for his decision." Lu Ben took Li Jin to the cell in Manan Mountain and continued. "I have something else to do, so I won't disturb your uncle and nephew's reunion."

As he spoke, Lu Ben stretched out his right hand.

Li Jin first handed the death-free iron coupon to Lu Ben, then gave him a solemn salute and said, "I'll leave everything to Master Lu."

Lu Ben looked at the young man in front of him and said, "I have my own business."

Then he told the jailer surnamed Ye face to face that if Ma Nanshan and Li Jin's uncle and nephew had any needs, they would satisfy him as much as possible.

After doing all this, Lu Ben took the death-free iron coupon and left.

He looked at the death-free iron coupon in his hand, and a trace of passion flashed in his eyes.

The outer side of this death-free iron coupon is engraved with the holder's resume and details of the number of favors to remember his merits; the inner side is engraved with the number of exemption from sin and reduction of salary to prevent his mistakes. All the inscriptions are inlaid with gold. of.

The whole iron coupon was divided into two, one half was given to the coupon holder, and the other half was kept in the palace.

When it is time to use it, take it out to verify its authenticity.

This is similar to the military talisman.

(End of this chapter)