When the early morning bells and drums once again converged into an extraordinarily lively piece of music, the Xiu wen workshop welcomed the morning sun of a new day.
Today, the commoners in the workshop were not in a hurry to go out on the streets, because the atmosphere in the workshop was a little strange.
A few officials from the Luoyang prefectural yamen stood at the entrance of the workshop, and a few burly men in official robes and sabers constantly walked in and out.
Today was an even day, so there was no need to attend court. However, those officials who had always lived in this workshop, and the commoners rarely saw their faces in ten years, had all woken up early. One by one, they walked out with grim expressions, and all walked towards Yang Langzhong's house.
Even the usually frivolous Marquis Wu's were neatly dressed today, with sabers at their waists. They patrolled the streets with solemn expressions, neither whispering to each other, nor glancing left and right.
Luoyang Commandant Tang Zong and Ministry of Justice Adjunct Qiao Junyu hurriedly walked through the main door of Yang Langzhong's house, their expressions extremely grave.
Bōshō Su Mohan stood on the steps of his house, shouting at the workers he had summoned early in the morning, who were all listlessly yawning, "Don't speak! Be quiet and listen to me! "
Su Fangzheng raised his voice and said, "Last night, a thief snuck into Yang Langzhong's house and beat Yang Langzhong until he was crippled. Lawless! Truly lawless! The imperial court is furious, and has ordered a strict investigation of the culprit! Yang Langzhong is a member of our Xiu wen workshop, so we have to be even more spirited, and work hard! Hou Laizi, if you speak again, see if I don't slap you! "
Su Fangzheng took out a ladle from the large vat, scooped up half a ladle of cold water, and gulped it down in one gulp. He threw the ladle away, and once again stood on the steps. With his hands on his hips, he said, "Listen up, I will now take you to Marquis Wu's shop. Under the lead of Marquis Wu's, you will be interrogated according to the areas you are usually in charge of, one by one …"
The so-called interrogation was simply a formality, and the effects of the investigation could be imagined.
Actually, everyone knew that Marquis Wu and the workshop attendants could not be counted on. But since something had happened, all parties had to show that they cared, and it was just a matter of appearance.
Bad Luck and Huo Minglei of the Xiuwen workshop waited for Su Fangzheng to arrive. They assigned some tasks to Marquis Wu and the workshop workers, telling them to go about their own business. Just as these people were sent out in a hubbub, an official came to the door and told them to immediately see Luoyang Commandant Tang Zong. At this moment, Young Master Tang was at Yang Mingsheng's residence.
Huo Minglei and Su Mohan rushed to Yang Mingsheng's residence and saw many officials going in and out of the residence. There were also many officials dressed in official uniforms or casual clothes. The two of them were led to a study by the Third Steward of Yang Residence. Luoyang Commandant Tang Zong was there, and so was Qiao Junyu from the Ministry of Justice.
The reason why Tang Zong had called them here was because of a matter. Before the criminal left, he had arrogantly declared that he would come to take Yang Langzhong's life. Since he had said so, the authorities could not ignore it. But when he would come, who could say?
Although the imperial court attached great importance to Yang Langzhong's case, and the Assistant Minister of Justice, Zhou Xing, had even personally investigated the case, no one could transfer a large number of officials to Yang Langzhong's residence and make it their home for the long term. Luoyang Prefecture could not transfer that many officials, so they might have to use Marquis Wu and the workshop workers.
Tang Zong explained the situation to Huo Minglei and Su Mohan, asking them to each send ten Marquis Wu and twenty workshop workers to the Yang residence to help keep watch. Naturally, the two of them did not dare to refuse, and when they returned, they discussed who to send to the Yang residence.
Guarding the residence was a tough job, and although there was money to be earned, those Marquis Wu were not willing to do it. Moreover, they heard that Yang Langzhong had been blinded, so who would be willing to risk their lives in the Yang residence when the criminal was so ruthless? So they tried all sorts of excuses, and for a while, this one had a headache, that one had an itchy butt, and all sorts of other problems came up.
Huo Minglei was so angry that his teeth hurt, and he forcefully sent a few weak and obedient Marquis Wu. When he saw that the quota was still not enough, he took the list of the remaining people and carefully considered who had a distant relationship with him, who had a close relationship with him, and who had some family background. After weighing the pros and cons, he carefully chose.
On Su Fangzheng's side, it was even more of a headache. He knew all the information on the hundred or so workshop workers, and in terms of background, these workshop workers did not have any powerful backgrounds, but there were always some who were related to him, and some who had always been filial to him. If he did not take care of them now, when would he do it?
He squinted his eyes, and was calculating who he could send, when Maqiao and Yang Fan walked in with their shoulders swaying. Maqiao raised his voice and said, "Bōshō, the two of us have turned the seventh and eighth songs upside down, and there is nothing unusual!"
Su Fangzheng smiled, and his smile was like a blessing from the heavens. He said, "Ah! Since you've searched it, then there's no need to care about it anymore. Epsilon Majoris, Beta Persei, hehehehe … the two of you, quickly go home and pack. In a while, go to the Yang Langzhong Fu to report. In the future, you will only be on night duty at the Yang Fu, and do not need to pay attention to the matters of the workshop. "
Yang Fan was stunned when he heard this. This was not what he had planned, but … this accident seemed to be developing in a better direction.
… …
"When the Empress Dowager heard that the vicious and stubborn person had entered the fu to commit murder, she was very angry. Assistant Minister Zhou has already received verbal orders from the Empress Dowager, and has ordered the Department to investigate this case. I believe that the heavens have a long reach, and the culprit will definitely be brought to justice. Brother Yang, do not worry. Ah, Brother Yang has just applied medicine, please rest well. We will bid farewell now, and we will visit another day. "
"Everyone, take care!"
Yang Mingsheng raised his hands in a hoarse voice as he sent them off.
His entire head was wrapped in white cloth, and there were only slits left for his nostrils and mouth to allow him to breathe, eat, and take medicine. He looked like a stiff mummy.
His upper body had already been undressed. Because the boiling water had burned the skin of his upper body until it was festering in many places, in this era, if a wound became infected, it would inevitably be life-threatening. So after applying medicine, he was also securely tied up with white cloth.
As a result, his movements became extremely stiff. His arms could not bend, and he needed other people's help to sit or lie down. Even though Yang Mingsheng did not have a close relationship with his colleagues, they were colleagues. Seeing him tortured to such a state by the criminal, the officials couldn't help but sigh.
Luoyang Commandant Tang Zong and Counselor Qiao Junyu of the Ministry of Justice stood up to send the guests off on behalf of Yang Mingsheng, and accompanied the visiting officials out. There was a burst of chaotic footsteps in the room, and then it gradually quieted down. Yang Mingsheng listened attentively. Feeling that everyone had left, he touched the bed with his hands and called out, "Mu Dinger, Mu Dinger."
"Ah Lang, I'm here."
The little attendant Mu Dinger, who was waiting at the door, hurried over and held his hand. Yang Mingsheng listened attentively and asked, "Have all the officials left?"
"Yes, Ah Lang, they have all gone out. Tang Zong and Qiao Junjun have sent them off on behalf of Ah Lang."
Yang Mingsheng sighed and asked worriedly, "In the room … are you the only one here now?"
Mu Dinger was confused by Yang Mingsheng's strange behavior, and replied, "Yes, only I am here. If Ah Lang wants to see someone, I will go and call him. "
"No, no, no, it's good that you are here, it's good that you are here."
Yang Mingsheng's fingers were also bound by bandages, so he couldn't bend them and grab Mu Dinger's hand. In a moment of desperation, he used both hands to clamp Mu Dinger's arm. Because of the pain, he didn't dare to use too much force. Mu Dinger saw him like this, but he didn't dare to pull his hand out.
Yang Mingsheng struggled to breathe for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Mu Dinger, go out, go to the Right Fengchen Guard, see Middle Minister General Cai Dongcheng, and tell him everything about me. Tell him that I want to see him, just say, just say, Taoyuan evil ghost, revenge! He will definitely come, remember, don't tell anyone else. "
The Fengchen Guard was the Thousand-Ox Guard.
The Thousand-Ox Guard was named after the Thousand-Ox Saber.
The Thousand-Ox Saber was sharp enough to cut a thousand oxen.
The Thousand-Ox Guard wielded the Thousand-Ox Saber and was the Emperor's bodyguard.
In the fifth year of Tang Gaozong's reign, the Left and Right Thousand-Ox Guards were renamed the Left and Right Thousand-Ox Guards, and in the second year of Longshuo, they were renamed the Left and Right Fengchen Guards. The Fengchen Guard consisted of one Great General, two Middle Minister Generals, twelve Thousand-Ox Guards, one hundred Reserve Soldiers, and one hundred and fifty Main Soldiers. All of them were high-ranking Imperial Guards with outstanding skills.
Yang Mingsheng was now blind and had become a complete cripple. His future as an official had been destroyed in a day, and he had suffered a mental blow. But once he calmed down, he immediately ordered his personal attendant to find this person. What did this person have to do with him?
Mu Dinger nodded repeatedly and said, "Ah Lang, I understand! I will wait for a while … "
"Go, go immediately!"
"Yes! I will go now! "
Mu Dinger hurriedly agreed and turned to leave the room.
Yang Mingsheng sat on the couch and sat silently for a long time. From his black hole-like mouth, there was a strange "hehe" laughter. It sounded like he was laughing, but also like he was crying. "He did it on purpose! I know, he did it on purpose! He purposely let me go, he purposely destroyed my future! He was not willing to kill me, he wanted to use me as bait, to catch a big fish for him, hahahaha … "
Yang Mingsheng's mouth made a series of whimpering sounds, as if he was crying, but the place where his eyes should have been was covered with a white cloth, not a single tear flowed down …
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