Reincarnation of the powerful minister

"Today is... what day is it?" In the big prison deep in the Imperial Prison, an unkempt and disheveled heavy prisoner grabbed the door railing and hissed to the outside.

A few jailers gathered around the table, playing leaf cards, and said happily, "It's the day your head falls to the ground."

"It's not a sentence of beheading, it should be a human chest falling to the ground. Hahaha!"

"Why, do you still expect the emperor to be sympathetic, pardon you, and let you be reinstated? Don't daydream, eat a bowl of beheaded rice later, and go on your way honestly!"

"Oh, stare at us! Did you see that he still has the strength to stare at us! I said Feng Qu'e, you are no longer the high-ranking Commander, and this Jinyiwei is no longer your single-handed one. The sky has changed! From top to bottom, I have cleaned everything for that iron-mouthed and steel-toothed Su Twelve, and not even a single acquaintance and acquaintance who you personally promoted have slipped through the net. Today's Beizhen Fusi, you Do you know who's in charge? It's—"

The jailer's voice stopped abruptly.He looked at the figure who appeared at the corner of the corridor at some point, and showed an embarrassed and flattering smile: "Master Shen..."

Shen Qi was dressed in dark blue make-up, and the gold-woven flying fish over her shoulders shone brightly under the light of the fire. The top was covered with black gauze, and the waist was tied with a luan belt. Most of his aura was covered up by the newborn majesty, but he looked a bit more handsome than before.

He ignored the jailer, walked to the prison door, half squatted down, slowly tilted his head, and looked at the bearded and stained face between the iron bars.

"The sixth day of June." Shen Qi said, her voice was calm and murderous, like a poisoned sharp knife buried in a sheath, "Today is seven days after I was tortured."

Feng Qu'e stared at him, grinning: "You really survived! Seeing that your injuries are recovering well, congratulations."

"It's all thanks to you, so I have to say to Mr. Feng——Happiness and joy."

Shen Qi stood up, hooked her fingers.Immediately, several school captains rushed over, opened the prison door, and dragged Feng Qu'e out. One of them said loudly, "The execution room has been swept and cleaned. It's just waiting for you to freshen up. Let's go, Master Feng!"

Feng Qu'e's eyes showed fear, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The emperor has ordered the abolition of torture in prison, how dare you resist the order?"

"I'm in prison, but I'm well informed." The captain said sarcastically, "It's a pity that the news can get in, but it can't get out, so don't worry about us."

Feng Qu'e struggled like a live fish in a frying pan, but was still forcibly dragged into the torture chamber by the school captains.

Shen Qi finally walked in, closed the door with her backhand, and smiled grimly: "Don't worry, I've already talked about congratulations, so I won't take advantage of you. How many times I got hit back then, not too much, not too much, I'll give it all back to you."

He ordered the captain who executed the execution: "My subordinates should pay attention to the seriousness. Master Feng will be cut in half at noon. Let him walk with dignity."

Feng Que was tied to an iron torture bed, and finally realized deeply that the torture he had inflicted on countless dissidents was about to befall him now.Looking at those familiar and unfamiliar instruments of torture, his sanity was overwhelmed by the torrent of extreme fear, and he shouted uncontrollably: "No! No! I will not be punished—"

"It's up to you." The execution captain scooped out a spoonful of boiling water from the large boiling pot beside him.

Feng Que'e was like a desperate stray dog, turning his pleading eyes on the person who was in charge of his fate at the moment: "Shen Qi! Shen Qi, let me go! I'd rather be stabbed once, or ten times, with my head in a different place, than Tortured by this piece of shit...I apologize to you, kowtow to you, let me go!"

"Master Feng didn't have such a weak face when he tortured me." Shen Qi sneered happily.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Feng Que gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you don't go to prison, I will exchange a big secret with you."

"Secret? Hey, I don't care about it. You can take it into the coffin and bury it with you!"

"Don't you really want to know why I wanted to frame King Yu and shake up the Eastern Palace? Why did my well-behaved Commander of Jin Yiwei not manage it, but instead secretly acted behind the emperor's back, and in the end provoked evil stars that shouldn't be provoked, and even paid for it? life?"

Shen Qi remained silent, her eyes darkened.

Seeing that he was moved, Feng Qu'e said, "This secret can turn the world upside down, and it may bring you great disasters, but at the same time it is also a great opportunity. It depends on whether you have the courage to listen."

Shen Qi pondered for a moment, then slowly moved the corners of her mouth: "You don't have to care about my guts, you just need to know that I would rather believe in a confession after being tortured to the point of collapse than an empty deal."

He grinned grimly and said, "Come on, Master Feng, the water is getting cold."

On the seventh day of June, Su Yan was allowed to take a rest because of his birthday, so he didn't have to go to Dali Temple to be on duty.He slept soundly until the sun was high, and then lazily got up and dressed.

On the table was a set of bright red round neck shirts. It was an auspicious gown embroidered with golden cranes by my mother, Lin's novice.After all, he has been away from home for more than half a year, and the boy's stature is getting longer, and his mother can't tailor the clothes, so there are inevitably some deviations in size.

Su Xiaojing waited for him to wash and change clothes, and said pleasantly: "My lord looks better in this way! Usually the official robes are too fat, but now this narrow shirt makes the shoulders wide, the waist thin, the legs long, just like what Brother Bei reads." What is said in the book, romantic... yes, romantic!"

Su Yan also felt that the clothes of this era, except for dragging, were still easy to move about. The official and ordinary clothes of other officials, including daily Taoist robes, straight skirts, and blue shirts, were all wide and wide, and they were tied with a belt. , When I walk, I feel that the hakama crotch is leaking air.Now that I wear tight clothes, I regain some sense of security. Looking in the mirror, I feel a little more heroic.

Su Xiaobei knocked on the door and came in, holding a lacquer plate with a full wine glass on it, and said with a smile, "I wish you good health and a long life."

Su Yan thanked him, and pointed to the wine glass hesitantly: "Want to drink? It's early in the morning, and I'm on an empty stomach."

"Yes. Today is the adult's birthday. You should drink a cup of birthday wine when you get up early, and drink another cup before going to bed. If someone proposes birthday wine during the period, you should drink a cup of birthday wine. This is auspicious. Why, isn't it in your hometown? Such a birthday?"

Su Yan recalled it for a while, and seemed to want to eat Taiping and Taiping eggs, but young people in the previous life did not follow the old customs at all. Beer, barbecue, movies, karaoke, and karaoke were one-stop.

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He felt that the taste of the wine was quite weak, so he drank it all in one go.

Su Xiaobei said: "It's light wine, the young ones are specially mixed with water, so as not to hurt the adults' spleen and stomach."

Su Yan pinched the tip of his nose: "Little clever ghost." Su Xiaojing also came up to ask adults to pinch, like a cat that only competes for favor.Su Xiaobei pushed him, and the two teenagers laughed and made a fuss.

After breakfast, Su Yan happily walked to the front yard, met Wu Ming who was practicing sword under the tree, and stopped to watch for a while.

After Wu Ming practiced a set, he put his sword back into its sheath, picked up a small wine gourd on the stone table, and walked towards Su Yan.He was a little hesitant, but in the end he passed the gourd over and said in a low voice, "I wish you good health and a long life."

Su Yan thanked with a smile, and took the gourd.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Wu Ming's cold and resolute face: "This is my self-brewed red yeast rice wine. It's strong but has a bit of a sour tail. It tastes like the countryside. I'm afraid adults won't be used to it."

"It's okay, I've drank red yeast rice, and I really like the taste. This wine is often brewed in my hometown, and it is said that it has the effect of digesting food, activating blood circulation, invigorating the spleen and warming the stomach."

Su Yan opened the lid, drank a few swigs, and handed it back to Wu Ming.

The wine stains were on his lips, and the red in the morning light was fragrant and moist, and the water was shining, which was more beautiful than the pomegranate flowers blooming by the wall.In Wu Ming's heart that had been silent all year round, his heart beat uncontrollably. Even his internal energy could not be calmed down, so he had to lower his head and take a few sips of wine as if to relieve himself.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong: this wine gourd was specially prepared for Mr. Su, he just drank it, and then he drank it from the mouth of the gourd, didn't he——

Wu Ming put the gourd into his arms, and said, "I'll find another pot for you." He turned around and walked away quickly.

Su Yan stared blankly at his back: "This wine is pretty good. I don't drink much on weekdays, so what do I do with so many."

Su Xiaobei came up from behind, carrying a bundle in his hand, and said: "My lord, the belt and soft armor you mentioned are all inside, do you really want to give them away? Look, the soft armor is not an ordinary one. What a pity to send it away."

Su Yan explained: "It's not a gift, but a return. This is called returning the jade to Zhao."

Both the belt and the soft armor were lent to him by Shen Qi, one for emergency and one for self-defense, they should have been returned when they returned from Dongyuan, but at that time Shen Qi was seriously injured and on the verge of death, so she couldn't take care of it at all.Later, he brought up the issue of returning it, but Shen Qi said, don't worry, Feng Qu'e is not dead, and the case is not cleared, so you should keep the soft armor by your side, just in case of accidents.When the dust settles, it's not too late to be with the belt.

Such a delay of two, five, six, dragged on until today, Su Yan planned to go to Shen's mansion, return the things, and ask his brother for a cup of birthday wine along the way.

The two of them had just opened the courtyard door, and met Fu Bao, the servant who raised one arm.

Fu Bao said with a smile: "Oh, coincidentally, Master Su just opened the door just as the servants were about to knock on the door. You don't even need to guess about the hospitality. Isn't it because everything is going well for Mr. Shou Xing?"

Su Yan got along very well with him, so he didn't use an official accent, and said jokingly: "Your small mouth is the most lovable, if you can talk about it, just talk about it."

"Slaves don't dare to talk too much, I'm afraid it will waste your time. The young master invited Mr. Su to come to the East Palace, saying that there is a serious matter to discuss."

"Seriously?"

What serious business can that brat have, asking him to write a window class for him?Tired of playing old tricks and want something new?Or is it because of the search for the car that I have a grudge against Feng Anhou, and I want to discuss with him how to express my anger?

No matter what happened, if he went to the East Palace, the crown prince would not let him go unless he was dragged to the palace gate to hold the key, and he might be forced to stay overnight again.Su Yan frowned and asked, "Can you wait for half an hour, I'll deliver something first."

Fu Bao wondered: "Master Su is well aware of my temper. When I have a whim, I will do whatever I want, and no one can persuade me. Except for the emperor, only Master Su can make me feel like snow in the blink of an eye. It’s clear. Before the maidservant goes out, the young master ordered to see Mr. Su as soon as possible, if you delay for a quarter of an hour, you will break the slaveservant’s legs.”

Su Yan smiled helplessly, and shook his head: "This little brat... Forget it, I'll go to the East Palace first. Xiaobei, put the things back, and return them when I come back."

Fu Bao pretended not to hear the sound of the "little devil" coming up, and invited Su Yan into the carriage waiting outside the gate of the mansion.

"Sir, will you go home for dinner tonight?" Su Xiaobei called through the curtain of the car.

Su Yan raised the curtains of the car, and replied: "Not necessarily, if I haven't come back after the deadline, you can eat first and don't have to wait."