Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

Beizhen Fusi, Imperial Prison.

Deeper and more exposed, Shen Qingzhuo was wearing a black cloak, and under the guidance of the Jin Yiwei jailer, slowly stepped into the heavy stone gate.

Regarding imperial prisons, there is a record in historical materials: "The prisons are strictly controlled, water and fire cannot enter, and the atmosphere of epidemic disease is full of prisons." [1]

The more Shen Qingzhuo walked in, the more cold he felt, as if the coldness had come out from the depths of the ground, it was so cold that it was so cold that it was not like the early spring, when people entered, they felt like falling into a thousand-layered ice cave.

The torches were hanging, and there were cells on both sides of the narrow road. As you walked along the road, you could hear all kinds of screams. Prisoners in shackles were holding on to the iron bars and yelling: "I want to meet the Holy Spirit! I am the magistrate appointed by the Holy Lord, What qualifications does Beizhen Fusi have—"

Wei Changping pulled out the thorn whip wrapped around his waist, and broke through the air with a "swipe". The whip hit the prisoner's face, and he fell to the ground wailing.

Shen Qingzhuo frowned unconsciously.

"Your Majesty Zhen Fu was shocked." Wei Changping put away his long whip and laughed, "There are always one or two traitors who are still restless after entering the Imperial Prison."

Shen Qingzhuo glanced at him: "No problem."

While the two were talking, the cell where the assassin was held was approaching.

In the brightly lit cell, the semi-conscious assassin was nailed in the center in a large font. His ragged clothes had already been soaked in bright red blood, and there was not a single piece of good meat on his body, exuding an extremely strong smell of blood.

"Why did it get so bloody?" Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, with a look of disgust.

When Wei Changping heard the words, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled and replied: "My lord specifically confessed that this is a repeat offender, and I want to interrogate myself. Brothers have already shown mercy."

What Wei Changping said is true, the punishments in the imperial prison are extremely cruel, fingering, skinning, scrubbing, frying, playing the pipa, etc., there are [-] kinds of torture, each of which can make the tortured survive or die. .

In the history of Dayong, there were only two or three people who finally got out of the imperial prison alive.

Shen Qingzhuo could barely suppress the nausea rising from the bottom of his heart, sat down on the chair, "Wake people up."

"Yes, my lord." Jin Yiwei ordered, and immediately stepped forward to pour a basin of cold water on the assassin's bloody face.

The assassin's limbs twitched like a conditioned reflex.

Shen Qingzhuo: "Give him some medicine, and stay awake to answer."

After a while, Shen Qingzhuo stood up, walked up to the assassin, and asked, "Who is the person who ordered you to assassinate Concubine Yuan?"

The assassin hung his head, and remained silent like a dead man.

Wei Changping said, "My lord, apart from screaming, this assassin never uttered any other words."

He was disdainful in his heart, Jin Yiwei couldn't pry the prisoner's mouth open, this Mr. Shen, who was so weak that he would fall in the wind, was probably just going through the motions.

"That's right, he's a tough guy." Shen Qingzhuo stared at the assassin's face and asked again, "Are there parents, wives and children at home?"

The assassin remained motionless.

Shen Qingzhuo understood, and continued: "Your assassination mission has failed, the concubine Yuan, mother and child are safe, and you just hurt my arm."

Finally, the assassin's eyelids moved slightly.

"Therefore, if you confess to being the mastermind behind the assassination of Concubine Yuan, I will release you from the imperial prison." Shen Qingzhuo said calmly, "Give you gold and silver, and send you out of Shengjing. You can spend the rest of your life incognito." Half my life."

Wei Changping couldn't sit still, "Master Zhenfu—"

With his back turned to him, Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand, signaling him to shut up.

"I'll give you two days to think about it." Shen Qingzhuo said lightly, "You can't survive in the dark prison, or you can live freely and freely in different places, you choose."

The assassin swallowed hard.

Shen Qingzhuo turned around, and asked casually: "Master Wei, how many kinds of criminal laws were used in the imperial prison?"

Wei Changping smiled and said, "I only used four of them, it's too early, my lord."

"Okay, just don't kill people." Shen Qingzhuo coughed lightly twice, "I'll come again in two days."

After finishing speaking, he brushed off his cloak and prepared to leave the prison.

"Wait..." Just as he was about to step out of the threshold, a weak and hoarse voice came from behind him.

Shen Qingzhuo raised his eyelashes, turned around, "Changed your mind?"

The assassin raised his face, revealing his dull eyes, "I...how can I believe you?"

"I am the envoy of Beizhen appointed by the Holy Majesty. I have full power to handle the assassination of Concubine Yuan. If I say let you go, I will let you go." Shen Qingzhuo smiled slightly, and his tone became more gentle. It's just a death, why not fight for your own life?"

***

When he stepped out of the imperial prison again, the sky was cloudy and dawn was about to break.

Stinging pain came from the wound on his arm, and Shen Qingzhuo took a breath of fresh air with the confession with the bloody handprint of the assassin in his chest.

He directly turned around and went to the imperial study room to report to Emperor Guangxi.

Unexpectedly, on the way, they met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who had just come down to court.

"Qing Zhuo——no, I should call you to be the master." Xiao Yichen was wearing a boa robe and a court dress, with a jade tree facing the wind, looking like a dog.

"His Majesty the Crown Prince is a shameful minister." Shen Qingzhuo cupped his hands and bowed, "It's just doing something for the Holy One."

"Looking at your pale face, did you not have a good rest last night?" Xiao Yichen took a step closer to him, showing concern, "I got a century-old ginseng a few days ago, and I will send someone to Jiyue Pavilion later. You mend your body."

If Shen Qingzhuo hadn't known what kind of person he was, he would have been moved by His Highness the Crown Prince's disregard of previous suspicions.

"Thank you for your kindness, His Royal Highness." Shen Qingzhuo took a step back, "I have something to meet with the Holy Majesty, and I will take my leave first."

Xiao Yichen tentatively asked: "Could it be that there has been progress in the assassination of Concubine Yuan?"

Shen Qingzhuo's face remained unchanged: "I'm ashamed to say that the assassin kept his mouth shut, and I'm still trying to figure it out."

Xiao Yichen said again: "Beizhen Fusi's prison is well-known, I heard that no matter how hard a person enters the prison, even the hardest bones will become soft."

Shen Qingzhuo sighed: "I hope so."

Xiao Yichen comforted with false affection: "Qing Zhuo, don't worry, take your time, maybe there will be a turning point soon."

"Auspicious words from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Shen Qingzhuo saluted and continued towards the imperial study.

When he stepped into the imperial study, Emperor Guangxi was sitting on the dragon chair, closing his eyes and listening to the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Housekeeping.

Shen Qingzhuo knelt down and said, "I see the emperor."

"Get up." Emperor Guangxi opened his eyes, and impatiently waved his hands at the few people, "I don't have time to listen to you shirking blame here, you go down and break it down for yourself, and then go to Chen Zou, Where did the disappearing 800 million taels go!"

Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and Shangshu of the Ministry of Hubu looked at each other in blank dismay, so they had to step back temporarily.

Emperor Guangxi took a sip of ginseng tea and asked slowly: "Qing Zhuo, have you found out the chief envoy?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the assassin confessed the mastermind behind the scenes." Shen Qingzhuo took out a bloody confession from his bosom.

Eunuch Su, who was waiting on the side, quickly took the confession, and raised his hands to Emperor Guangxi's eyes, so that the Holy Majesty could read it.

Emperor Guangxi glanced twice, "Why does this matter involve the Ministry of War?"

"I have ordered Mr. Xue to arrest Fang Jian, the servant of the Ministry of War." Shen Qingzhuo replied respectfully, "There are twists and turns, and I will interrogate him later."

"Ahem..." Emperor Guangxi coughed, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

A moment later, there was a notification from the eunuch outside the door: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xue, the guard in Jinyi, asks to see you."

Emperor Guangxi: "Xuan!"

Xue Shihang hurried into the imperial study room, knelt down and pleaded guilty: "This subordinate is not doing well, and Fang Jian, the Minister of the Ministry of War, committed suicide in fear of crime!"

Shen Qingzhuo's heart sank.

Fearing that Ye Chang would have more dreams, he immediately asked Xue Shihang to arrest the envoy after he had interrogated the chief envoy overnight. He thought that Jin Yiwei's actions were fast enough, but he didn't expect that the princelings would take the lead.

"Ridiculous!" Emperor Guangxi was furious, and he slapped his palm on the desk, coughing suddenly intensified, "cough cough cough..."

Eunuch Su hurriedly picked up the teacup, "The emperor calms down, it's important to take care of the dragon's body!"

"Your Majesty, the servant of the Ministry of War is the uncle of the crown prince's side concubine Chen, and there are many things involved in this matter." Shen Qingzhuo lifted his robe and knelt down, "Fang Jian is so bold and reckless that he ordered the assassin to enter the imperial camp to assassinate, and he must rely on someone behind him. I think, This case needs to be investigated.”

Emperor Guangxi leaned on the back of the chair panting for breath, his eyes were distracted, and after a long while, he spoke again: "Since the minister of the Ministry of War has committed suicide in fear of crime, this case can be closed."

Shen Qingzhuo hesitated to speak: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Guangxi's face turned blue, and his tone was gloomy: "Investigate later, who do you want to investigate?"

Shen Qingzhuo pleaded guilty on the ground: "I am guilty."

"Fang Jian, Minister of the Ministry of War, murdered the heir of the dragon, an unforgivable crime, and implicated the three clans." Emperor Guangxi slowly came to a conclusion, "As for the assassin in the imperial prison, it is not enough to vent my hatred! "

***

Early in the morning, Xiao Shen squatted at the gate of the hall, looking eagerly into the distance.

Last night, Mr. woke up from a nightmare, got up and dressed, and went to Beizhen Fusi Prison.He wanted to go with him at the time, but the husband said that places like prisons are not for children, no matter how spoiled he was, he ignored him, so he had to wait at home obediently.

But now it's past Chen's hour, why hasn't the husband come back?

"Your Highness Seventh, you'd better go inside and wait." Xiao Dezi persuaded earnestly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to come back for a while."

Xiao Shen didn't even look at him: "Leave me alone."

The boy waited more and more anxiously, just when he couldn't help but want to take some action, a touch of elegant sky blue came into view.

A flash of light burst out from his black eyes, Xiao Shen suddenly stood up, and ran towards Mr.

Shen Qingzhuo also saw his little apprentice, his frosty complexion quietly warmed up, and he smiled from afar.

"Sir!" The enthusiastic puppy rushed forward.

Shen Qingzhuo flexibly dodged the hug sideways.

Xiao Shen jumped to nothing, and hurriedly stopped, with a look of surprise and aggrieved on his face, "Sir?"

Shen Qingzhuo said with a smile: "Mr.'s arm still hurts, but you can't help but hit it."

Hearing this, Xiao Shen hammered his head angrily, and cursed: "My pig's brain!"

"Where is it? Our Xiaoqi is very smart." Shen Qingzhuo coaxed him, started to walk to Jiyue Pavilion, "Let's go in first and then talk about it."

The young man followed behind the gentleman, and asked attentively: "Sir, haven't you eaten breakfast yet? Are you hungry? May I give you something to eat?"

"Mister is not hungry, let me change my coat first." Shen Qingzhuo stepped into the bedroom and immediately took off his coat.

His whole body was soaked in the smell of blood, and he always felt as if he was still in prison.

Xiao Shen took the cloak and followed him with his gaze, "Sir, how is the trial going?"

"The assassin was recruited, and he confessed to the Minister of the Ministry of War. The Minister of the Ministry of War committed suicide in fear of crime." Shen Qingzhuo confessed in a few words.

"Minister of the Ministry of War?" Xiao Shen slightly raised his eyebrows, "Is he also a princeling?"

"It's just a pawn." Shen Qingzhuo sneered, "The real big fish is still hidden in the bottom of the water, but unfortunately your father doesn't allow me to continue to investigate."

Xiao Shen was puzzled: "Why?"

Shen Qingzhuo: "Your royal father is well aware that if this matter is investigated, the prince will definitely be found. But he obviously doesn't want to touch the prince yet."

"Why?" Xiao Shen blurted out, and then he figured it out for himself, "I understand, he wants to use the crown prince against the queen mother."

"That's right." Shen Qingzhuo nodded approvingly, "The art of the emperor, the most important thing is the art of balance. In fact, during this period of time, your father has noticed all the small actions of various factions, but on the one hand, at present you The second elder brother is still the best candidate for the crown prince, on the other hand, the emperor knows exactly what the empress dowager has in mind."

Xiao Shen blinked his eyelashes: "Then...the matter has been exposed?"

"How is it possible?" Shen Qingzhuo sneered, "The servant of the Ministry of War Zhulian three clans, do you know which three clans are being punished?"

Xiao Shen shook his head, expressing that he was not clear.

"Pull out the radish with mud. This incident is not only a shock to the princelings, but also a big blow." Shen Qingzhuo patiently analyzed it to the young apprentice, "Furthermore, since ancient times, emperors have been suspicious. If your father and your prince's elder brother have a quarrel, in the future, only a small cluster of flames will be needed to detonate it easily."

Xiao Shen suddenly realized: "I understand."

Shen Qingzhuo sighed softly: "It will not happen overnight to completely bring down the prince, and now we still have to use our strength to fight."

However, now that he has become the governor of Beizhen, at least he has some real power in his hands, and it will be much more convenient to do many things again.

"Hmm..." Xiao Shen responded obediently, and suddenly reminded him, "Sir, there seems to be something on your face."

"Huh?" Shen Qingzhuo was startled, raised his hand to touch his cheek, "What's on it?"

"Red, here." Xiao Shen pointed to his eyes, seeing that he couldn't find it, he simply took two steps closer, intending to wipe it off for his husband.

At this moment, Shen Qingzhuo quickly realized what was on his face.

He grabbed the young man's strong wrist and said quickly, "Sir, do it yourself."

Xiao Shen frowned imperceptibly, and said in a low tone, "Sir, I just want to wipe off the stuff on your face."

Shen Qingzhuo didn't know how to explain to the little apprentice why the master's face was stained with human blood, and he didn't want the boy's hands to touch the blood, so he replied softly: "It's very dirty, let's wipe it with a handkerchief."

"Not dirty." The young man looked into his eyes stubbornly, and emphasized, "As long as you are a gentleman, you are not dirty."

The master and apprentice confronted each other for a while, but in the end it was Shen Qingzhuo who compromised first and let go of the boy's hand.

Xiao Shen raised his hand slowly, and approached that pale and beautiful face a little bit.

The thumb touched the jade-smooth skin, paused slightly, and with a little force on the fingertips, wiped away the drop of dried blood under his eyes.

Just rubbing it like this, a small piece under the eyes is completely red.

Xiao Shen stared blankly at the ink-like eyebrows, unconsciously exerted force on his fingertips, and rubbed them several times repeatedly.

The touch is amazing, so smooth and comfortable...

Shen Qingzhuo suddenly raised his crow-feather-like eyelashes, his peach blossom eyes were filled with moisture, and he asked lightly and softly: "It hurts a bit, haven't you taken it off yet?"

"Ah..." Xiao Shen suddenly came to his senses, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

what happened?He obviously didn't intend to use force...

The author has something to say:

Little Wolf Cub: It is a sweet torture to accept the charm of Mr. unconsciously at close range every day...

Mr. Shen: Innocent.jpg

Babes, don't worry, the little wolf cub is about to wake up hahaha!

Note [1] comes from "History of Ming Dynasty".

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