Song Mingyue

Chapter 220 Confession
bang~
The iron gate of the prison in Luoyang Mansion was opened, and several Jinyi guards surrounded a tall and thin Jinyi guard leader, and entered proudly.

The person who came was Daoist Aoki, the commander of the Qianlong Camp. The rooms on both sides were crowded with the former "parents officers" in the west of Beijing. They walked along the long passage and finally stopped in front of a number room near the end. down.

"Zhang Yue!"

Following Jin Yiwei's shout, a person sat up from the straw bushes in the number room, clattered and shook the handcuffs and ankle chains, stretched lazily, and cursed angrily: "Bold dog slave, I am the official!" Senior officials of the fourth rank, how can you just call me by my official name?"

There was a cruel sneer at the corner of Daoist Qingmu's mouth, he didn't bother to make any noise, he just signaled the jailer to open the door of the No. [-] room, and then pouted, the two Jinyi guards grabbed Zhang Yue's arm, like an eagle catching a chicken The general lifted it up and threw it out the door of the numbered room.

wow~
The inmates in the rooms on the left, right and opposite became restless, lying on the fence of the number one by one, and yelling at the Jin Yiwei: "Bold and lunatic, how dare you be rude to Mr. Xiantai, what should you do?"

Daoist Qingmu waved his hand in disdain, and said: "The imperial envoy wants to interrogate himself, don't wait for him to make noise, take him out quickly!"

So the two Jinyi guards pulled and pushed Zhang Yuelian out of the cell like wolves and tigers, and then the big iron door closed with a bang, locked it, and locked the noisy shouting inside the door .

After leaving the gate of the cell, there were three carriages parked at the door. Several Jin Yiwei stuffed Zhang Yue into the middle carriage, while Daoist Qingmu led several Jin Yiwei into the front carriage, and the remaining Jin Yiwei entered the last carriage. queen.

Three carriages galloped through Luoyang city, all the way to the palace of the imperial envoy.

At the gate of Xingyuan, several Jinyi guards pulled Zhang Yue out of the carriage and continued to carry him forward, but they did not go to the front hall in the middle, but turned left and right, and came to a secluded wing room at the right corner of the backyard Before.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Yue's expression changed drastically, and he asked sharply, "Didn't the imperial envoy want to ask, why did you bring me here? If you dare to kill me in private, the Marquis of Shou'an will suffer a serious crime!"

Daoist Qingmu sneered and said: "What's the noise, my lord is right here."

After speaking, he walked forward to the door first, and said respectfully: "My lord, the prisoner Zhang Yue has been brought here."

Sure enough, Zhao Hao's voice came from inside the room: "Bring it in!"

The door of the wing opened with a creak, and two guards in Jin Yi pushed Zhang Yue, who was full of confusion, and followed Taoist Qingmu into the wing.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Haoduan sitting on a grand teacher's chair in the middle, with Wu Song and several Jin Yiwei standing beside him.

Four or five feet in front of him, there was another chair. Seeing Zhang Yue come in, Zhao Hao laughed: "Lord Xiantai, please sit down, please take a seat!"

The two Jin Yiwei understood, pushed Zhang Yue and pushed him to sit on the chair.

"Tea, serve tea, serve fragrant tea!"

A Jin Yiwei took a cup of fragrant tea that had already been brewed and handed it to Zhang Yue.Zhang Yue snorted coldly, not afraid of Zhao Hao being poisoned, took the cup of fragrant tea, lifted the lid, took a sip, a fresh fragrance entered his heart, and praised the good tea unconsciously, Just took a sip.

"Mingqian Longjing tea is really good tea!" Zhang Yue sighed.

Zhao Hao smiled and said nothing, until Zhang Yue drank half a cup of tea, then said to Zhang Yue with a smile: "Your Lord Xiantai has been wronged, please forgive me!"

Zhang Yue drank half a cup of Longjing, and the color on his face gradually recovered. Seeing Zhao Hao's politeness, his mood became smoother, and he seemed to have a premonition that something good was coming. My lord summons the officials here, what advice do you have?"

Zhao Hao stood up slowly, walked around the room with a heavy heart, then stood in front of Zhang Yue, sighed and said: "Don't hide it from Mr. Xiantai, I know that Mr. Xiantai is corrupt and perverted the law. Du Gongcai's account books are by no means created by his imagination, but what can Mr. Xiantai refuse to recruit? Please let Mr. Xiantai make it clear!"

puff~
Zhang Yue spit out a sip of tea immediately, stared at Zhao Hao dumbfounded, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He couldn't help cursing inwardly, but he still said with a smile in his mouth: "Master Imperial Envoy, why bother to step down from office? It's also embarrassing." Myself? Now that the disaster in the west of Beijing is over, and the culprit Du Gongcai has a mountain of evidence of his guilt, returning to Beijing to return to his order is already a marvelous feat from the officials, so why be too persistent?"

Zhao Hao shook his head and said: "No, no, if you go back to Beijing right now, and let you wait for this group of evil spirits who suck people's blood, eat people's ointment, gnaw people's flesh, and chew people's bones, how can I be worthy of the corpses that are everywhere in the west of Beijing? , How can I be worthy of the countless innocent souls who starved to death?"

Zhang Yue laughed loudly, looked at Zhao Hao coldly, with a mocking look on his face: "Then, Marquis Zongshou An is an imperial envoy, so what can I do?"

Zhao Hao smiled lightly: "So, Lord Xiantai is determined not to recruit the real thing?"

Zhang Yue didn't answer, but turned his head away and snorted coldly.

With a cruel smile on Zhao Hao's face, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Since that's the case, Mr. Xiantai is also hungry, let's carry it up!"

"Here!"

The two guards in brocade clothes immediately walked out of the wing, and after a while, a strong and pungent smell came from outside the door, making Zhao Hao couldn't help stretching out his sleeve to cover his nose.

Zhang Yue covered his nose while turning his head to look in doubt.

I saw the two brocade guards covered their noses with white cloths, brought in a dirty wooden bucket, and gently put it on the ground.

Zhang Yue turned his head and took a look, and unconsciously vomited out his breakfast, and the room was full of vomit.

Zhao Hao took the white silk handed over by Wu Song, covered his mouth and nose, and said in a deep voice, "This is 30-year-old dung, without any adulteration. If Mr. Xiantai refuses to buy it from the real thing, please enjoy it!"

Zhang Yue didn't listen, so when he heard Zhao Hao's words, he couldn't help but vomited again for a while, until tears flowed out. It took him a long time to forcefully hold back the disgusting impulse, pointing at Zhao Hao and cursing: " Marquis of Shouan, you dare to risk the dissatisfaction of the world and carry out this shameless lynching of a dignified fourth-rank official, do you know that there are still kings and officials?"

Zhao Hao laughed loudly and said: "If Master Xiantai goes to sue the officials, I will be blamed... But in this way, everyone in the world will know that Master Xiantai eats shit, so Master Xiantai will become the worst in history. Shit No.1, it will be famous through the ages, and it will be famous forever, and the descendants will be proud of Mr. Xiantai!"

When Zhang Yue heard this, he was so angry that he opened his mouth and pointed at Zhao Hao: "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. How dare you insult my dignified scholar-bureaucrat like this?"

Zhao Hao sneered and said, "Master Xiantai did evil but he refused to bring it on. Since I can't kill him, I can only humiliate him! Come here, invite Lord Xiantai to have a meal!"

As promised, a Jinyi guard stirred the dung spoon in the dung bucket, and scooped up a large spoonful.

Looking at the big spoonful of stinky feces, Zhang Yue pointed at Zhao Hao speechless: "You...you...you..."

He only said three words "you" and fainted immediately.

As soon as Zhao Hao waved his hand, a Jinyi guard scooped up a large basin of cold water and poured it on Zhang Yue's head, waking him up abruptly.

Zhang Yue who woke up was completely convinced, without saying a word, he just said: "Bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, my confession is just..."

Zhao Hao's move is indeed extremely vicious. Zhang Yue can certainly sue Zhao Hao for lynching, but if the news spreads, he will become the first official in history to eat shit, and his stigma will last forever. It is worse than killing him. A hundred times more uncomfortable.

What's more, the Song Dynasty did not kill scholar-bureaucrats, as long as it was not a rebellion, at most they would be sent to a barren land, not to mention that even if they pleaded guilty, with the support of their husband and grand master, there may be a possibility of overturning the case.

The harm between the two was the lesser, Zhang Yue made a calculation, and readily pleaded guilty and signed his signature.

Zhao Hao carefully checked Zhang Yue's confession letter, and after confirming that it was correct and that there were no acrostics calling for grievances, he nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Lord Xiantai is indeed straightforward, take it with you."

After Zhang Yue was taken down and the excrement bucket was moved out of the wing, Zhao Hao couldn't bear it any longer and spat it out with a loud wow.

After Zhang Yue was taken to the prison, he was not locked in the original cell, but was locked in a separate room.Immediately afterwards, Jin Yiwei took Yang Yu and others out of the prison.

From the morning interrogation to the first shift, Zhao Haoyi interrogated more than [-] high-ranking officials of the fifth grade or above, without even eating a bite. It was not until he was out of the mansion in the night wind for a long time that he accumulated a little appetite and ate. A bowl of noodles.

But fortunately, more than [-] high-ranking officials of the fifth rank or above, without exception, readily pleaded guilty, so the Beijing West Corruption Den case has been confirmed, and the rest of the officials saw that their respective top leaders have pleaded guilty since Zhang Yue. , but there is no need for Zhao Hao to force him with shit, and obediently follow the pawn and plead guilty.

By the afternoon of the next day, all the detainees had confessed their crimes.

It's just that Zhao Hao suffered a lot. He ate several bowls of vermicelli in clear soup for two days in a row, and he had no appetite at all.

……

Outside Luoyang City, at the foot of Beimang Mountain.

From the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, there are densely packed unnamed new graves, where the victims of starvation died sleeping.

In front of the star-studded tombs stood hundreds of brocade guards in flying fish suits with green dragon swords in their hands, surrounded by two people, it was Zhao Hao and Xu Churen.

Zhao Hao was dressed in white, with a tall and tall body, with his hands behind his back, with a solemn face, looking at the new graves all over the mountains and plains in a trance.

Xu Churen, who was standing beside him, sighed slightly, and said in a low voice: "In this severe drought, about 83 people died of starvation on Jingbei Road, and about 300 people died of starvation on Jingxixi Road." , the total number of people from the two groups reached a million... Alas, a pain!"

Zhao Hao said angrily: "Jingxi South Road, the disaster situation is worse than the North Road, and the relief food received is less than half of the North Road, and it is also plagued by bandits. The starvation death is less than [-]% of the North Road, why? Worse than natural disasters!"

Xu Churen sighed again and said: "It is fortunate that the young master has come to the west of Beijing today, and the disaster has been solved, and the treacherous men who have harmed the country and the people have also been brought to justice. This is the fortune of the people of the west of Beijing, and the great fortune of the country!"

Zhao Hao sneered and said: "Can the traitor who harms the country and the people be able to subdue the law? I don't kill scholar-bureaucrats in the court, even if it is a disaster for the country and the people, it is only sent to a barren land. He will rely on the princes in the court to hide his head for a year or two and come back again. Harms the people and the common people... But there are many bones and countless souls here, and there will be no resurrection! We are in the temple, and we cannot eradicate evil, so why face the common people and stand between the heaven and the earth?"

Xu Churen saw that Zhao Haoyue's words became more and more agitated, and he became moved unconsciously, but he couldn't do anything about it after careful consideration, so he could only smile wryly and said: "Taizu's oath on the stele is not to kill scholar-bureaucrats without authorization. Even if you are righteous, what can you do?"

Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said: "They are poisonous insects that harm the country and the people, how can they be called scholar-bureaucrats? I, Zhao Hao, am willing to cut myself to pieces. Even if the whole world is an enemy, I have to seek justice for millions of souls!"

Xu Churen looked at Zhao Hao with a puzzled face, not knowing what it meant.

Zhao Hao went straight to the eight-foot steed, turned over and landed on the horse's back steadily, lifted the rein, and shouted: "Go back to the city!"

At this moment, Xu Churen finally seemed to understand, he was so frightened that he lost his wits, and shouted anxiously: "Young master, you must not mess around, this matter must be discussed in a long-term way!"

As the sun set, the white shadow of the rider, carrying a stream of smoke and dust, rolled towards Luoyang City under the glow of blood and fire.

PS: I haven't coded for a long time, and I'm a little rusty after all. I will try to make it three times tomorrow...

(End of this chapter)