I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 148

The great eunuch Wei Zhongxian finally remained silent.

Of course, no hands.

He silently put away the piece of silk that wrapped the peanuts, carefully folded the oiled paper, stuffed them into his arms, and walked into Dongchang Hutong without looking back.

One step into the acting yamen.

Here is Wei Zhongxian's own territory.

"Eunuch Wei!"

"Eunuch Wei!"

Along the way, the eunuchs of Dongchang saw Wei Zhongxian, and they all bowed to salute. Naturally, they had already changed their mouths to "Eunuch Wei" instead of the previous "nine thousand and nine hundred years old".

Wei Zhongxian's mood gradually improved.

Especially when he heard the faintly audible screams coming from the depths of the East Factory, as well as the wailing and sighing that seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Wei Zhongxian's sense of loss was instantly swept away.

This is where Wei Zhongxian should come.

"Where is Qian Qianyi locked up?" the eunuch asked casually as he walked slowly.

"In the single room No. [-] of Jia Zi." Immediately, an eunuch stepped forward, took small steps to lead the way, and said respectfully: "I will take you to the old man."

Wei Zhongxian kept a cold face and didn't say a word.

Walking into a small building with blue bricks and red tiles, the eunuch leading the way quickly opened a secret door and walked in first.

This is an exquisitely designed secret passage leading to a depth of twenty or thirty feet underground.

Since the beginning of the construction of Dongchang, it has been one of the dungeons where the most important criminals of the Ming Dynasty were held. At the same time, it was also the place where the eunuchs of Dongchang tried cases.

Many high-ranking officials who used to be domineering and powerful in the past, once they entered Dongchang, unless the emperor personally decreed a pardon, otherwise, they might never have a bright future.

Of course, compared to the Dongchang Prison, the most frightening place for officials in the Ming Dynasty was the Jinyiwei Prison...

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"Master Qian, I'm tired."

Shortly walking into the No. [-] cell, Wei Zhongxian went straight to an elm table, sat down slowly, picked up a bowl of tea filled by the eunuch, took a sip, and then raised his head.

Qian Qianyi's condition is not very good.

His official clothes were stripped off, and he was wearing a prisoner's clothes. His face was pale and his hair was messy. Although there were no obvious scars on his body, he looked a little sluggish.

"Mr. Wei, if you kill me, you will regret it in the end."

Qian Qianyi coughed hard, stretched out his hand to straighten the hair that covered half of his face, revealing his thin and handsome face of a scholar, and said with a wry smile: "In the early years, you tortured Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou in this way. ?
Hehe, it's really a good way. "

When Qian Qianyi moved a little, he grinned in pain. It seemed that he had already received some punishment after entering.

Wei Zhongxian shook his head slightly, and said, "Our family is not interested in those people."

"They are good people, but not good scholars.

They, not to mention good officials, knew that the treasury of the Ming Dynasty was empty, that the Nine Borders were full of swords and soldiers, and that Shanxi and Shaanxi were starving and dying everywhere.

However, they kept claiming that they were the country of the Ming Dynasty, passed all the taxes on to the peasants who had no land and no land, and even bewitched the late emperor with righteous words, exempting the trade of salt and iron, mines, silk, tea, and porcelain in the south of the Yangtze River. taxes.

Mr. Qian, you have done these things too.

Of course, I, Wei Zhongxian, did a lot. "

Wei Zhongxian put down the tea bowl, turned to an eunuch in charge of concocting criminals, and ordered: "Go, pour a bowl of tea for Mr. Qian, and put four pieces of rock sugar to moisten your throat."

The eunuch promised and hurried away.

"Mr. Wei, you and I have different political views and different ideas on governing the country, but we both think about the country and society of Ming Dynasty." Qian Qianyi smiled wryly, and continued: "You and I both know this very well."

"You can add various means to me, or you can give me a clean one."

"But don't forget, if the cunning rabbit dies, the dog meat will be cooked."

Wei Zhongxian stretched out a finger, tapped lightly on the table, pondered a few times, and said: "Our family is ordered to investigate the case, and we will not wrong you, of course, we will not let you go easily.

Before this, our family has secretly figured out a few unique skills, and would like to invite Mr. Qian to taste one or two.

I also hope that you, Tan Hua Lang, will not hesitate to enlighten me. "

Qian Qianyi's complexion instantly turned pale with a swipe.

His lips trembled a few times, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he asked in a shy voice: "Mr. Wei, there is no need to discuss this matter?"

Wei Zhongxian chuckled lightly, and said, "Lord Qian, don't be nervous. In fact, they are just some gadgets. You don't want to die, you don't want to die."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands lightly a few times.

Outside the door, more than a dozen well-built eunuchs filed in, each of them holding a set of novelties in their hands, nothing more than tweezers, silver picks, golden bells, glass bottles, etc.

Undoubtedly, these little guys even look very small and delicate.

This made Qian Qianyi even more heartbroken.

He is no stranger to Dongchang's methods.

At that time, Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian, Yuan Huazhong, Wei Dazhong, Zhou Chaorui, Gu Dazhang and other "Six Gentlemen of Donglin", iron-like men and the toughest backbones of the Ming Dynasty, stayed in Dongchang Prison for less than half a month , it becomes soft noodles.

There are no less than 3000 civil and military ministers who came out of those six people!

That is to say, there are almost 500 people who were panicked and bitten by everyone...

Qian Qianyi thought to himself that his bones should not be very hard, even though he was named the 'leader' of the civil servant Qingliu, he could die immediately for the so-called 'death festival of righteousness'.

But it is a very daunting thing to keep him alive for a long time in extreme pain.

"These little gadgets are all figured out in private by our family," Wei Zhongxian beckoned and asked an eunuch to come over. He stretched out his hand and pinched a small golden tweezers, and said with a smile:

"This one is called a toothpick. It's useless. It's just helping people remove silverfish from the roots of their teeth."

"This one is called Xiao Shun'er." He picked up a small crystal clear object and said with a smile, "I heard that some scholars have very hard bones, but the bones are more or less soft." place.

This piece of filial piety is designed to tickle the bones..."

Wei Zhongxian was fiddling with the "little objects" he invented, his face gradually became unusually flushed, and deep in his eyes, there seemed to be dark blue flames burning.

Moreover, in his mouth, he was still tsk-tsk.

It seemed that Qian Qianyi had a very obsessed expression, which made Qian Qianyi's mouth feel dry and his scalp itchy.

"Zhongxian, you, actually don't have to be like this."

Qian Qianyi was finally timid.

He licked his chapped lips and said with a wry smile: "If you want property, or if you want someone like me to leave the court, I'll just go.

You don't have to humiliate me like this. "

Wei Zhongxian raised his head slowly, his long gray eyebrows were trembling slightly.

Seven or eight deep decree lines slowly squeezed out a mountain, river and river, and whispered in his mouth: "Hey, this is our little gadget, Mr. Qian, don't you really want to taste it?
Don't worry, it's really not dead.

Every ten days and a half months, I will try one by one on Jianuer Bel Amin.

Tsk tsk, that kid's life is very tough, it's been half a year, and he's just holding on to it, hehehehe. "

Wei Zhongxian had a weird smile on his face.

His old face slowly approached Qian Qianyi...

(End of this chapter)