Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

The sky over the capital was gloomy, and the thick dark clouds seemed to be pressing down on the glazed tiles of the imperial city. A depressing atmosphere enveloped the entire city.

In this depressing atmosphere, Wu Cheng, the chief eunuch who was ordered to read the imperial eunuch's decree, was dressed in gorgeous and exquisitely tailored eunuch costumes.

He wore a tall black hat, and the pearl on the top of the hat still gleamed faintly in the dim light.

He held tightly in his hand the bright yellow imperial edict embroidered with exquisite golden dragon patterns, his expression serious and solemn.

He took quick and slow steps and hurried towards the Jinyiwei prison.

At this time, in the gloomy and damp prison of the Jinyiwei, there was a disgusting stench.

There were several flickering oil lamps hanging on the wall, and the dim light cast strange shadows on the damp walls, as if countless twisted ghost faces were baring their fangs and waving their claws.

Gongshu Qi was tied tightly to the rack, his clothes already torn by the whip.

There were bloodstains crisscrossing each other, and the seeping blood slowly flowed down his body, gathering into a small pool of dark red blood on the ground.

Jinyiwei commander Tongzhi Lu Feng was wearing Feiyu suit and had a shining embroidered spring sword on his waist. He was standing in front of Gongshu Qi with a ferocious face.

In his hand he held tightly a spiked whip, on which was still stained with Gong Shuqi's flesh and blood.

Lu Feng glared at Gongshu Qi fiercely while wielding the whip.

Every beating was accompanied by Gongshuqi's screams of pain.

"explain!

Where did you hide those weapons?

Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit!"

Lu Feng's roar echoed in the prison, causing dust to fall from the walls.

Gongshu Qi was beaten to death and his consciousness gradually faded.

However, he still clenched his teeth and refused to give in.

Just when Gongshu Qi was about to collapse and was about to confess under torture, the prison door was suddenly pushed open with a clang, and a beam of bright light shone in.

Wu Cheng shouted in a shrill voice: "The imperial edict has arrived..."

This slightly sharp shout broke the suffocating and tense atmosphere in the prison, and also stopped Lu Feng's raised whip in mid-air.

"It is God's destiny, the emperor decreed:

Today, our dynasty is thriving.

Although the situation in all directions is gradually becoming peaceful, we should not slacken our military preparations, and the manufacture of firearms is particularly critical.

Gongshuqi, the chief craftsman of the Firearms Bureau and the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Works, was entrusted with important tasks by the court.

We should be sincere and loyal and use our intelligence and talents to the best of our ability.

He devoted his whole heart and soul to the firearms manufacturing industry of our dynasty.

However, upon inspection, it was found that the firearms you supervised had many worrying flaws.

Moreover, at a time when the border war is at a stalemate, if this batch of firearms is put into the battlefield, its quality defects will greatly weaken our army's combat effectiveness.

It almost missed the military opportunity and put our soldiers in danger.

It is indeed a serious crime and should not be underestimated.

As the ruler of the world, we have to rely on national laws and regulations to govern our country.

We intend to punish severely according to the law to demonstrate the majesty and justice of the state law, and will never tolerate such acts of laziness and dereliction of duty.

But when we think about Gongshuqi's expertise in firearms manufacturing, we know that he was indeed good at it.

Maybe there have been contributions in the past, or there are certain extenuating circumstances.

Therefore, Gongshu Qi is now sentenced to beheading with a two-year reprieve.

During these two years, Gongshu Qi had to atone for his sins and devote himself to the research and development of firearms.

Be sure to study day and night and strive for excellence.

The firearms they made were of high quality and were effective in actual combat.

This will help to boost the prestige of our army and spread our country's prestige far and wide.

We will rule the world as a benevolent monarch, and we hope Gongshu Qi can cherish this hard-won opportunity.

To sincerely repent and turn over a new leaf. To make amends for past mistakes.

If you can achieve your wish, we may be able to show leniency and give you a lighter sentence.

Admire this! "

The chief eunuch Wu Cheng read out the nearly 500-word imperial edict word by word in a shrill voice.

The voice echoed in the narrow prison corridor, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight.

At this time, Gongshu Qi was tied tightly to the rack, his body covered with shocking scars, and his bloodstained clothes hung on his body in tatters.

His head, which was originally lowered, was slightly raised when he heard the imperial edict.

His eyes were filled with fatigue and panic, but he was still trying hard to capture every word.

As Wu Cheng read out the words, a hint of disbelief flashed across Gongshu Qi's eyes.

Then he was deeply stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

Lu Feng, who was in charge of the interrogation, had a ferocious look on his face, holding a bloody whip in his hand, and was about to continue to torture Gong Shuqi to extract a confession.

As Wu Cheng read the imperial edict, his expression gradually froze.

The arrogant and domineering attitude was also dissipating bit by bit.

When Wu Cheng finished reading the imperial edict, Lu Feng's hand holding the whip unconsciously loosened.

The whip fell to the ground with a "snap", splashing a small amount of blood.

Lu Feng opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.

He stood there in a daze, as if he had been cast under a spell.

Gongshu Qi, who was being tortured, and Lu Feng, who was in charge of the interrogation, were both stunned by the decree.

The entire Jinyiwei prison fell into deathly silence.

Only the flickering oil lamps on the wall made a crackling sound, as if trying hard to break the suffocating silence.

After reading the imperial edict, Wu Cheng gently shook the bright yellow edict in his hand.

Then he rolled it up slowly, his expression still maintaining his usual serious and solemn expression.

Then Wu Cheng turned slightly and glanced at Gongshu Qi's bruised body.

There seemed to be a glimmer of barely perceptible pity in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.

Then Wu Cheng slowly turned his head and fixed his eyes on Lu Feng.

His eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, like two cold rays of light shooting straight at Lu Feng.

This look seemed to carry a tremendous amount of power, as if silently warning Lu Feng.

"Gongshu Qi has now received an order to be executed with a reprieve, and His Majesty still has high hopes for him.

From now on, you must be careful in your actions and not act recklessly.

If you make a mistake, watch out for your own head!"

The look in his eyes was full of warning, as if if Lu Feng showed any disobedience, disaster would befall him immediately.

The moment he made eye contact with Wu Cheng, Lu Feng's heart suddenly tightened and he shuddered involuntarily.

He subconsciously lowered his head to avoid Wu Cheng's piercing gaze, and a layer of fine beads of sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead.

Lu Feng knew very well that Wu Cheng, as the chief eunuch, held an extremely important position in the palace.

His relationship with the emperor is even closer. How could he dare to ignore the deep meaning behind this look?
At that moment, Lu Feng secretly warned himself in his heart that he had to change the way and method of dealing with Gongshu Qi in the future.

"Please rest assured, Eunuch Wu, I will do my best to restrain my subordinates.

I will be careful with my words and actions in the future and will not disappoint your majesty."

Wu Cheng saw that Lu Feng hurriedly lowered his head under the intimidation of his fierce eyes, and his expression instantly became extremely submissive, and he was secretly proud of himself.

He raised his chin slightly, and a satisfied smile finally broke out on his wrinkled yet shrewd face.

This smile was not as cheerful and cheerful as that of an ordinary person, but rather carried a bit of the reservedness and sinisterness that is unique to those who have held high positions in the palace for a long time. (End of this chapter)