please respect yourself

In the torture room, there are axes, knives, saws, drills, chisels, whips, sticks and many other instruments of torture. The guards standing on the left and right are like ghosts with green faces and fangs in the palace of the king of hell.

As soon as Liu Yaofu, who was in shackles, entered the room, his face paled, and he was dragged by the jailer onto the wooden bench for torture.

Yan Suiyuan is wearing a purple men's suit with a collar, a peacock on his chest spreads its wings among the waves and auspicious clouds, and a soft black gauze hat on his head. The left and right wings at the back of his head make Liu Yao shudder.

Yan Suiyuan, who was born in Taige, said solemnly: "I have always been harsh and harsh in my comments on Chaofeng, and I am not humane. If you speak falsely, you will be punished. I ask you, the fire of calligraphy is indeed set by you. ?"

Even though Liu Yao is a noble bookworm, he has a heart to become a historian, so he also knows that there is such an upright Minister of the Ministry of Punishment at that time.

"Big...Yan Shangshu...can't you treat Xiaosheng as an arsonist..." Liu Yao's face was weak, and a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth made him look like a seriously ill person tormented by a stubborn disease.

"I heard Liu Shangshu said that entering the Imperial Academy to compile history books is your long-cherished wish. You know that once you plead guilty and commit crimes, you will never have a chance to be a historian in this life. Have you thought about it? There is no panacea for regret in the world." To get the truth, attack your heart. At the meeting, Yan Suiyuan thought for a while and added: "You committed two crimes of arson and homicide."

Hearing this, Liu Yao was overshadowed. The only one in his life who wanted to be the son of Liu Shangshu was within reach, but he was delusional to the murderer who pleaded guilty.

"I heard that Yan Shangshu judges cases like a god, with a stern and selfless face. I don't know if your lord has ever missed a case?" Liu Yao asked.

Yan Suiyuan looked at him indifferently, his expression unimpressed, "No."

Liu Yao smiled, maybe he would be Yan Suiyuan's first unjust case.

"Then Yan Shangshu, has anyone ever felt compassion for anyone?" Liu Yao raised his head slowly, looking at the young man who was as beautiful as a crown of jade but not gaudy at all.

Yan Suiyuan's expression was always calm, but he suddenly recalled the bloody and tearful boy he let go during the rebellion of Cheng Huai, the Jiedu envoy of Shannan Road.

"The people I killed and released by this official all have reasons to rely on."

"Yan Shangshu... abides by the law, Xiaosheng has nothing to say. It's the same sentence, Xiaosheng pleads guilty." Liu Yao looked weak and sick, but his eyes turned meaningful. The people in the door should have the heart of a bodhisattva, why don't they even have a heart of compassion? Could it be that your lord is really a person who defends the law of death and strict rules?"

"Under laws and criminal laws, no one has privileges. The strictness of laws lies in their execution. If all law enforcement officers are moved by your compassion, are there still rules in this world?" Yan Suiyuan seemed to be refuting Liu Yao. , also seems to be convincing himself, "Even if you don't say it, I can make the case clear."

"Yan Shangshu!" Liu Yao shouted loudly, his pale face was a little red, "All living beings are suffering, why should Yan Shangshu make the sufferer's suffering even worse!"

"All living beings are equal. Even if the murderer is a member of the suffering master, can he kill suffering and end suffering? I don't think so." Yan Suiyuan looked cold, "Also, Qin Cheng should be dead. His mother was assassinated by gangsters. This official thinks otherwise." She has been kept safe, if you continue to hide it, she will have no way out."

Liu Yao stared wide-eyed, full of doubts, "Qin Cheng is dead? Impossible! He clearly promised me to take my mother back home, and my father also said that he would send someone to escort his mother and son back home. How could... like this? "

"What is the relationship between you and Qin Cheng? How did you know each other?" Yan Sui wished not to give him time to grieve the past, and spoke straight to the point.

He hesitated for a while in silence, probably because he felt that Yan Sui would not lie to him again, so he opened his mouth: "Qin Cheng and I met in a second-hand bookstore. I had a deep friendship with him, so I invited him back home as a guest that very day. My father saw that he had a wonderful pen and unique insights, so I asked my father to make an exception and enroll Qin Cheng in the calligraphy school to be my companion... But, I really didn't know what would happen. If he was like that, if I had known earlier, I would definitely not have brought him back to the mansion... It was I who killed him!"

Yan Suiyuan ignored Liu Yao's nausea, "Apart from writing articles for high-ranking officials and so-called celebrities, what else did Qin Cheng do?"

Liu Yao smiled wryly, "Yan Shangshu is not an ordinary article, but an imperial examination article. The articles in the recent imperial examinations are all written by people like Qin Cheng, and the splendid articles for the No. [-] scholar are all written by them." Xu was afraid of Yan Sui. Wishing to be unclear, he explained: "The Guozijian has the privilege to know the test questions in advance, so it allows Qin Cheng, a talented but poor man with no family background, to write an essay in advance and sell it for a price. It has already been set, also known as No. [-] Scholar, No. [-] digging, and Tan Hua.”

Yan Suiyuan was thoughtful, "How did you pass the imperial examination?" As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yao looked at him strangely.

Yan Suiyuan was speechless, this question was really stupid, he was in the officialdom and knew that the emperor had suffered from headaches for many years, and such laborious things as palace examinations were usually handed over to the prime minister or the Metropolitan Procuratorate, in order to install their respective forces, the two parties It must be to turn a blind eye to this, not to mention those articles to support it.

"Not only the top three, but also the top [-] Jinshi." Liu Yao ignored the question just now and gave an example: "Sun's family, the new scholarly family in Qingjing, Yan Shangshu knows, the Sun's family was originally a merchant's family, relying on money Learning to buy articles from books, and turning from a scholar, farmer, businessman and businessman into a scholarly family, Yan Shangshu thinks it's ridiculous."

The Daning Dynasty can be called a scholarly family, all of whom have more than three generations of ancestors. Some scholars can't do it even after spending a hundred years. Three generations of Jinshi, if not for the wisdom of the three generations, one can imagine the hidden secrets.

"What does this have to do with arson and murder?" Yan Sui would like to return to his original calligraphy and arson.

"Those people learned calligraphy only after using Qin Cheng's articles. The eight articles were written by the same person, so it is inevitable that they have something in common. These people want to kill Qin Cheng in order to prevent more people from being similar to their articles. This will also prevent future troubles forever." Liu Yao said.

Yan Suiyuan looked at him indifferently, Liu Yao's words were too biased, I'm afraid they were both true and false.He thought, it was true that these people wanted to kill Qin Cheng, but it was Qin Cheng who killed him first.

"Yan Shangshu, a corpse was found in the suburbs of Beijing." An official from the Ministry of Punishment came to report.

Yan Suiyuan got up and asked the jailer to escort Liu Yao back to another day for retrial.

In the dark prison, Liu Yao, who was escorted back to his cell, stared blankly at the skylight and a row of fences, unable to know his joys and sorrows.Qin Cheng, won't he be able to escape this sea of ​​suffering even if he dies?It's time for the blessings of the Liu family to return to their original owners.

It was late at noon when Liu Yao was interrogated, Yan Suiyuan left the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the sky was half dark, and by the time he reached the outskirts of Beijing, it was already dusk.Cangyun haze is intertwined into a poetic and intoxicating picture scroll, and a piece of blush is like rouge that captures people's hearts and souls.

Yan Suiyuan took a few yamen servants to the pavilion where the corpses were temporarily displayed, and he saw Cheng Zangzhi in a black robe from a distance.

He frowned, Cheng Zangzhi's legs and feet were much nimbler than his.

"Master Yan, are you ready for dinner?" Cheng Zangzhi smiled, and Yan Suiyuan in his line of sight walked towards him lightly, covered with a layer of twilight.

Yan Suiyuan walked directly to the corpse wrapped in straw mats, squatted halfway to inspect the corpse, and at the same time responded to his words: "Master Cheng is standing next to a corpse, and he can say the word "night feast."

"Then what's the matter, Qin Cheng's death is not your death, so I have nothing to swallow." Cheng Zangzhi said grandly.

"..." Yan Suiyuan was like an illiterate Bai Ding, unable to find a single word to answer Cheng Zangzhi's words.

"Ah bah!" Cheng Zangzhi felt that it was inappropriate to say that a person died in front of others, and in order to save and make up for it, he went back into a state of madness: "What I said just now was my mouth. Jian, even if I die, it will not surprise you."

Yan Suiyuan's hands were so stiff that he couldn't open the mat, so he simply stood up and faced Cheng Zangzhi's way: "I believe that Lord Cheng can order the Hexi garrison to stand in the temple, and he must not be a person who is insane or has a chronic illness. It's no good just going crazy like this."

He was preaching, but Cheng Zangzhi seemed to be listening with gusto, just like listening to a storyteller in a teahouse tell a joke, with one ear coming in and out the other.

Cheng Zangzhi rubbed his nose, looking a bit coy, but what he said shocked the officials who followed Yan Suiyuan. He said, "I'm just crazy. I've been crazy about you for three years." Then he stared at Yan Suiyuan with burning eyes, and continued his shocking remarks: "Besides, I think I can go crazy about you for dozens of three years..."

Yan Suiyuan turned around decisively to leave, but was grabbed by Cheng Zangzhi's upper arm, Cheng Zangzhi said indifferently: "Don't be afraid, I don't want you to respond to me, I'm going crazy, I love me deeply, I can't help you." If you want to think about it, you can do whatever you want, don't pay attention to me, a lunatic, and don't take the lunatic's crazy words to heart."

The sky is vast, the wind and trees seem infinitely sad, and the figures under the gazebo are cold and cloudy.Yan Suiyuan, who was tall and tall, turned his back to him, and was infinitely silent, silently letting the man's five fingers wander to his shoulders, and finally sighed and fought back his hand.

"Cheng Jiedushi, everyone has a bottom line, and the other officials can accept it, but I can't forgive me for this." Yan Suiyuan shook off his hand, and took three steps back to widen the distance.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you, I won't touch you." Cheng Zangzhi withdrew his restless hands, and raised his hands to show that he would no longer be messy, and said, "Don't be angry, I will tell you the creed for you about the bum."

Yan Sui stayed where he was, and looked up at him.

"It's getting dark, my eyes... I'd better go back and find a place to talk, and then talk about it in detail."

Cheng Zangzhi rubbed his eyes, Ze Guang was calm, and Yan Suiyuan realized that his eyes seemed uncomfortable.

The author has something to say:

The official uniform and supervision system refer to the Ming Dynasty. As for why, it is very simple. The Ming Dynasty has the most solemn and perfect supervision system.Just sauce.