A bolt of lightning like a ferocious purple snake hovered in the sky, followed by a loud thunder that shook the whole earth.
Following the sound of thunder, Wang Deshou rushed into the cell. He placed the rice basket hidden in his bosom on the ground, untied his raincoat and hung it on the wall. Shaking the hem of his wet robe, he picked up the basket again and walked from cell to cell.
Wang Deshou came to Di Renjie's cell and poked his head in to take a look. Di Renjie was standing in the middle of the cell with his hands behind his back. He was looking up at the air vent on the high wall. The rain outside weaved into a curtain, covering the small hole tightly. Wang Deshou raised his voice: "Prime Minister Di, your family has sent you food!"
Di Renjie turned around and slowly walked to the cell door. Wang Deshou took out two sets of thin clothes from the basket and said as if he was presenting a treasure: "Prime Minister Di, look, these are the clothes sent by your family."
Di Renjie smiled and said: "Thank you Magistrate Wang."
"Hehe, Prime Minister Di is too polite." Wang Deshou said and handed the basket to Di Renjie. Di Renjie took the basket and turned to leave. Wang Deshou was anxious and quickly called: "Prime Minister Di, please wait!"
Di Renjie put down the food basket and walked back to the cell door. He said in surprise: "Is there anything else Magistrate Wang?"
"Uh … this …" Wang Deshou looked around with a bashful expression. He hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice and said, "Prime Minister Di, Deshou is under the command of the Deputy Prime Minister and has no choice but to do so. I can't give more convenience to Prime Minister Di, but as long as Prime Minister Di gives the order, Deshou will definitely do it."
Di Renjie said: "Thank you Magistrate, I am grateful!"
Wang Deshou waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, it's just a small matter. But … cough! It's like this, Prime Minister Di has been convicted. Although the Deputy Prime Minister did not interrogate you these days, you will not be able to pass if you don't confess your accomplices. De Shou intends to make use of this treason case to make some contributions and seek a small promotion. Sooner or later, Prime Minister Di will have to confess. Can you help me with this contribution? "
Di Renjie raised his eyebrows and said with surprise: "What do you want me to do?"
Wang Deshou said hesitantly: "Uh … I thought of a candidate. Yang Zhirou, who is now the Minister of Lands, used to work under Prime Minister Di. As long as Prime Minister Di admits that he is your accomplice, I will report it. First, Prime Minister Di will pass the trial and will not be punished. Second, Deshou … Hehe … Hehe! "
Di Renjie's face darkened, and he shouted sternly, "Outrageous!"
Wang Deshou was stunned and mumbled, "Prime Minister Di, you …"
Di Renjie threw his head back and laughed three times. Then, he said with grief and indignation, "Di Mou was sent to prison for no reason and pleaded guilty against his will. This is already a great humiliation. Now, a small prison official actually looks down on my character and wants me to help him frame someone else! Heaven above, I, Di Renjie, am willing to die and keep my innocence. How can I commit such a heartless and unjust act! "
Finished speaking, he held the cell door and slammed his head against the pillar, immediately his head was broken and bleeding. Wang Deshou was frightened by his sudden action; as soon as he saw he was going to slam the door again, he shook his hand in panic and hastily said, "Prime Minister Di, please stop, you must not do this. Deshou does not ask for help, I'll take my leave, I'll take my leave!"
Wang Deshou ran away like a wisp of smoke. He pulled open the cell door and rushed out. After a short while, he ran back again. His whole body was dripping with water. He took the straw raincoat from the wall and draped it over his body. He did not dare to take another look at the cell and rushed out in a sorry state.
Ren Zhigu and Pei Xingben grabbed the fence and asked anxiously, "Diweng, how are you?"
Di Renjie took out a handkerchief and covered the wound on his head. He said nonchalantly, "It's okay. I'm just trying to scare that unscrupulous person away. I don't want him to have any ideas about me again!"
Pei Xingben heaved a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "Now we don't know if Diweng's family has found that bloody letter or if they have gone to court to complain."
"I hope so …" Di Renjie furrowed his white eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Whether they have found the bloody letter or not is still uncertain. As for whether they can enter the palace to see the Emperor? Alas! Now we don't know what the situation in the palace is. If it has already been completely controlled by the Wu Clan, I'm afraid we won't be able to see the Emperor. "
He raised his hand and pointed at the rainwater that was as dense as a curtain at the air vent. He said worriedly, "We are all prisoners here. Once the court is completely controlled by the thieves, the Emperor will become a prisoner sitting in the palace! We are just waiting for death, and the Emperor will be blind and deaf! "
…
"Kacha!"
There was a sudden clap of thunder, followed by a flash of lightning that lit up the hall. Then there was another clap of thunder. The claps of thunder struck one after another, making people shudder with fear.
When the first clap of thunder exploded abruptly, Princess Taiping was startled. But after that, she didn't pay much attention to it. Princess Taiping walked around the room in a hurry amidst the deep claps of thunder. Her heart was churning as if it had exploded. "My little enemy, have you really rebelled with Old Fox Di? I'm not even in a hurry about the affairs of the Li Clan. Why are you joining in the fun? Now that you have been caught and sent to the 'Jing Gate', do you still have a way out? "
Princess Taiping had been paying close attention to the series of events that had happened in the imperial court recently.
Lai Junchen had some taboo in biting others. Aside from Yang Fan, who was determined to kill Yang Fan no matter who he was because he coveted his wife, there was no need for him to carelessly offend others.
Therefore, he didn't dare to offend people who were more troublesome like King Liang, King Wei, and Xue Huaiyi. If the criminals made careless confessions and tried to accuse these people, he wouldn't be able to get away with it. Therefore, these major factions were not implicated at all.
Princess Taiping took advantage of this opportunity to promote some of the officials she had recruited to more important positions. It could be said that she was also a beneficiary of this political storm. Therefore, she had been very concerned about how long this struggle would last and who would be implicated. She had placed many spies in the palace.
She knew the news of the capture of Yang Fan as soon as she left the palace. At that time, Wu Youyi and Lai Junchen had not yet arrived at the Left Feathered Forest Guard's camp.
Princess Taiping was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing around. With a flash of lightning, a figure suddenly plunged into the hall from the rainstorm.
"Kacha …" Another clap of thunder. In the midst of the thunder, the rainwater where the figure was standing had quickly formed a small stream.
Princess Taiping rushed in front of him and asked anxiously, "Li Yi, how is it going?"
"Your Highness, this servant has already informed them of this. Money makes the world go round. You can rest assured! " As the man spoke, he pushed his straw hat down from his head, revealing a fair and clean-shaven face. He had a chubby and round face, and was naturally filled with a sense of joy. He was the external steward of the Princess Mansion, Li Yi.
Princess Taiping stamped her feet and said, "How can I rest assured! What is that place? That is the Yijing Gate! Once you enter that gate, not even one out of a hundred will survive. Lai Junchen, that madman, enjoys torturing people! How can I rest assured … "
Princess Taiping suddenly noticed Li Yi's somewhat strange expression. She immediately realized that she had lost her composure.
No one knew that she liked Yang Fan. Even her most trusted people did not know. She wanted Li Yi to help Yang Fan get through the joint. The reason she gave him was that she had fought with Yang Fan in the past and she appreciated Yang Fan very much.
In order to help Yang Fan get through the joint, she had to pay an unusually large price. The reason she used to fight with Yang Fan was not very credible. However, Li Yi was only a servant by her side. She did not care whether he believed her or not. Even so, if Li Yi really found out something, it would be embarrassing.
Princess Taiping tried to calm herself down and asked slowly, "I asked you to ask where Xu Yougong is now. Have you found out?"
Li Yi said, "I have. Censor Xu is in Xin An County handling a case. He has been there for more than ten days."
Princess Taiping said, "You send someone to tell him to put down the case and return to the capital immediately!"
Li Yi said, "Okay! Tomorrow morning, I will arrange someone … "
Princess Taiping interrupted, "Go now!"
Li Yi said in surprise, "Princess, it is already late. The city gate will be closed soon. Now it is raining heavily. If we arrange people to leave the city now, I am afraid they will not be able to go far …"
Princess Taiping said word by word, "Go now!"
"Yes!"
…
When Yang Fan was escorted into the Senate, his whole body was already wet. Strands of his hair stuck to his face and shoulders, still dripping with water. His leather armor had already been soaked through, as if he had suddenly gained thirty kilograms in weight. The wet clothes stuck to his body, making him feel very uncomfortable.
He was tied up tightly. The rope used to tie him up was ox tendon. After being soaked in water, it was tough and slippery. It had sunk deep into his flesh. Any slight movement would cause pain.
He did not know how he became an accomplice of the rebels. Whether he was involved or not, he could not be clearer. He also knew that once he was arrested and sent to the Senate, he would be in danger. He had heard of the 'Jing Gate' before but he had no way to escape.
At the time, he had been in the army. Wu Youyi had brought a large number of guards with him. In broad daylight, the camp was on high alert due to the many matters of the court. It was impossible for him to escape from the heavy encirclement. Moreover, he already had someone to tie him down. How could he just leave?
"Magistrate Wang, take the criminal away and keep a good watch!"
Lai Junchen, who was walking side by side with Wu Youyi, saw Wang Deshou walking over with his tail between his legs. Wang Deshou, who had just come back from Di Renjie's place, was very unhappy. However, since Lai Junchen had given him an order, he didn't dare to disrespect Lai Junchen, so he quickly agreed and asked someone to take Yang Fan with him.
Lai Junchen smiled at Wu Youyi and said, "General, please come in and rest for a while before leaving."
Wu Youyi quickly cupped his hands and said, "You are too polite. There are many things to do in the palace and I do not dare to leave. The criminal is here and I have completed my task. I will take my leave now. "
Although Wu Youyi was a core disciple of the Wu Clan and was heavily relied upon by Wu Zetian, he did not dare to be arrogant in front of Lai Junchen. Wu Zetian used people. It was better to be close to someone close to her than someone close to her. Those who were able to gain her trust were more useful than the Wu Clan's relatives.
Lai Junchen didn't want him to stay, he was just being polite to him. Since he said he wanted to leave, Lai Junchen didn't try to stop him. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lai Junchen sent him to the eaves. As soon as his figure disappeared from the second door, Lai Junchen hurriedly rushed back to his own room, called Wei Suizhong, and impatiently ordered: "Yang Fan has been caught, kill him for me tonight!"
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