Wang Haibin grinned and greeted the head of the prison before burrowing into the Imperial Prison. He was a Brocade Guard official, but it was an idle position. Many descendants of meritorious officials were born with titles or official positions. The descendants of meritorious officials in the capital mostly held positions in the Brocade Guard. At the very least, they could hold the title of a Brocade Guard official. However, they usually did not participate in the affairs of the Guard and only came to collect their salary on time.
Wang Haibin was a retired Brocade Guard official. It was said that his ancestor had once been a count. Now, the family had naturally declined. However, as the eldest son, he at least had the status of a Brocade Guard official. Compared to the other descendants of the old Wang family, he was much better.
However, the fixed salary of a Brocade Guard official was actually very limited. Thus, Wang Haibin would occasionally come to help out in the Guard. Even if it was to listen to the orders of the flag commander or a small flag commander, it was more important to get some extra income.
Thus, the guards of the Imperial Prison were already familiar with him. They only knew that it was another flag commander or small flag commander who had come to ask for his help today, so they did not stop him.
Wang Haibin wobbled into the Imperial Prison and pretended to wander around. It was a time of peace and the Emperor was not like Zhu Hongwu, who could not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes. Thus, the Imperial Prison was empty and there were not many prisoners.
When Wang Haibin wandered to the eastern prison, he was stopped by two jailers just as he reached the entrance of the tunnel. Although Wang Haibin was an idle official, his rank was still there. The two jailers were very polite and said to him, "Oh, Wang Haibin, I'm really sorry. You can't enter the Eastern Prison today!"
Inside the Eastern Prison, a series of ghostly wails floated into Wang Haibin's ears. "Ah, old dog, dog Feixiang, I'll f * ck your mother! I'll f * ck your eight generations of ancestors! You f * cking bastard, when I get out, I'll definitely take your … dog life … "
Although Gou Feixiang looked wretched, he was an extremely cruel and merciless person.
Wang Haibin smiled. "The Imperial Prison hasn't been this lively in a long time. Was it the old dog who did the torture?"
One of the jailers said, "Yes, this is a serious criminal!"
He looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said, "He has the guts to go against His Majesty …"
He made a gesture, but it didn't have any obvious meaning. It was probably just to strengthen his tone. He continued, "In this prison, only Dog Head is proficient in the 'Eighteen Types of Martial Arts' passed down from his ancestors. That's why Lord Commander handed this criminal over to him."
At this time, the originally energetic voice gradually became hoarse and weak: "Dog … Dog Feixiang, you son of a bitch … Son of a bitch … Son of a bitch …" You old bastard who deserves to be hacked into pieces and sent to hell … "
The voice gradually quietened down, and then Gou Feixiang's shout rang out, "Wake him up!" When Officer Wang heard this, he nodded at the two jailers with a smile and said, "Alright, the old dog is busy, I won't bother you anymore. See you later, brothers."
Two hours later, Baihu Wang appeared in Tongfu Tavern. A man dressed like a merchant was sitting in a corner of the tavern's lobby. In front of him was a plate of pig head meat, a plate of fried soybeans, and a pot of wine. He was pouring himself a drink. Baihu Wang walked over and sat down opposite him. He picked up two fried beans and threw them into his mouth, chewing noisily. Then, he poured himself an empty cup and downed it in one gulp.
The merchant opposite him raised his head and quickly scanned the lobby. He said nonchalantly, "Did you find anything?"
Baihu Wang reached out a hand from the side of the table. The man opposite him raised his hand slightly, and a heavy silver ingot fell into Baihu Wang's palm. Baihu Wang quickly retracted his hand. When his hand returned to the table, the silver ingot had disappeared.
Baihu Wang poured himself another cup of wine, then lowered his head and raised his cup. He said, "Very tragic! Too tragic to look at. The one who did the torture was the old dog. Don't be fooled by his wretched appearance. When it comes to torture, he's the best among the guards. He's even more ruthless than the little devils in Yan Luo Dian. I don't think … that person can hold on for much longer. "
The merchant opposite him nodded lightly and put a bean into his mouth. Baihu Wang looked at him curiously and couldn't help but ask, "Do you owe that person a favor or a grudge?"
The man opposite him didn't answer. He just picked up the dog skin hat from the stool and put it on his head, then walked past Baihu Wang.
Baihu Wang's mouth twitched. He pulled the entire plate of pig head meat in front of him and began to eat …
…
In the Warm West Pavilion of the Palace of Heavenly Purity, Yu Wuguo bowed and quietly reported to Emperor Wanli.
"You said that he won't confess, hmm?"
Emperor Wanli didn't raise his head. He only focused on reading the memorials. This was an urgent document that had just been delivered by the Bureau of Rites. Xu Boyi, who had delivered the memorials, was standing by the table, waiting for the Emperor's reply before returning to the Bureau of Rites.
Yu Wuguo said, "Yes! From beginning to end, he cried that he was wronged. This official has used all kinds of torture on him. Prisoner Ye's body is covered in rotten flesh and he doesn't even look human anymore, but he still doesn't have any other confession. This official doesn't dare to use torture now, otherwise … I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on much longer. This official is useless! "
When Xu Boyi heard this, a trace of joy flashed across his eyes.
Emperor Wanli dipped his brush into the cinnabar and coldly snorted, "Useless! You can't even handle such a small matter. You really disappoint us! "
Yu Wuguo knelt on the ground with a thud and didn't say anything.
Emperor Wanli's brush stopped. He thought for a moment and said, "This is the first time I've set foot on the throne. The whole world is loyal to me. This matter shouldn't be publicized. Your Brocade Guard will send him on his way. Tell Guizhou that he died of a sudden illness! Just give them a way out. I'm sure no one will dare to question us! "
Yu Wuguo nodded and said, "Yes! Then … his family … "
Emperor Wanli's brush fiercely drew a circle on a memorial and said in a deep voice, "Their records are erased and they are enslaved by officials!"
Yu Wuguo lowered his head and kowtowed before slowly retreating.
After going through a stack of memorials, Xu Boyi held the memorials and retreated. When he reached the outside of the hall, he turned around and saw the azure sky. White snow piled up beneath the palace walls. As far as the eye could see, everything was bright and beautiful. Xu Boyi took a deep breath. He had never felt that his days were so beautiful!
… …
Li Guojiu laughed heartily. However, as he laughed, he suddenly felt that his voice was a little shrill. Only then did he reluctantly stop laughing. The person he sent to bribe Baihu Wang had sent him a piece of good news. This made his mood improve greatly. Immediately after, Xu Boyi sent him an even better piece of news. His Imperial Uncle was incomparably happy.
His biggest regret at this moment was that the Emperor didn't want to publicize the assassination attempt. Otherwise, if he publicly executed Ye Xiaotian and let him see with his own eyes that the steel knife was swung and Ye Xiaotian's head was cut off, the scene would be very, very beautiful. It would be even more beautiful than the fireworks that night in front of the Palace of Heavenly Purity!
Xu Boyi smiled apologetically and said, "Congratulations Imperial Uncle, congratulations Imperial Uncle. Ye Xiaotian has been beheaded, fulfilling Imperial Uncle's wish."
Li Guojiu glanced at him and said with a smile, "I know you are also very happy in your heart. Haha, don't worry. Since Imperial Uncle promised you, I will definitely promote you. However, Imperial Uncle can't interfere with the Director of Rites. When I get back, I will talk to the Empress Dowager and first transfer you to the Empress Dowager's palace to manage things. After you make some contributions, it will be much more convenient to transfer to the Director of Rites. "
Hearing this, Xu Boyi hurriedly knelt to the ground to express his gratitude. He repeatedly said, "Many thanks, Imperial Uncle. From now on, Boyi will only follow Imperial Uncle's orders!"
Li Guojiu laughed out loud. Suddenly, his smile disappeared. He said to Xu Boyi, "You said that Ye Xiaotian's family has all been sent to be government slaves?"
Xu Boyi hurriedly said, "Yes! Without any family records, from now on, they will be lowly slaves for generations to come! "
Li Guojiu lightly nodded and faintly said, "I understand!"
… …
The head of the Department for Purging Officials, Tao Xixi, rushed excitedly to the Imperial Uncle's fu. He was led into the main hall by the steward. As soon as he saw Li Guojiu sitting, he hurriedly went forward and saluted, "This lowly official Tao Xixi greets Imperial Uncle!"
Right now, Tao Xixi was completely relaxed. These past few days, he had been a bit on edge. He repeatedly pondered how to deny if the Brocade Guards came to interrogate him. He didn't know how many times he would answer.
Unexpectedly, the Brocade Guards only focused their investigation on Ye Xiaotian. Since Ye Xiaotian was arrested, he had never met with the subordinates he had left at the inn. They didn't know that he had gone to the inn. Those subordinates of Ye Xiaotian also firmly believed that he was Ye Xiaotian's friend. Even when they were interrogated, they didn't confess to him.
Today, Ye Xiaotian breathed his last. This case could be considered closed. Only then did Tao Xixi's heart finally relax. Imperial Uncle suddenly summoned him. He thought that the Imperial Uncle was going to reward him according to his merits. Naturally, he was filled with joy.
Seeing his happy appearance, Imperial Uncle couldn't help but laugh. "Don't be happy too early. Even if Imperial Uncle is the current prime minister, I can't arbitrarily assign an official position. What I promised you, I will definitely do it, but I have to wait for the opportunity. "
Manager Tao was a little disappointed, but he was afraid of making Imperial Uncle Li unhappy. He had to thank him repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm not in a hurry, not in a hurry."
Imperial Uncle Li took a sip of tea and said, "Ye Xiaotian died. The people of the Ye Family were all confiscated and all became official slaves. Do you know that?"
Manager Tao was not as well-informed as Imperial Uncle Li, so he really didn't know this. He was stunned and replied, "I don't know about this."
Imperial Uncle Li smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know. The decree should come soon. My house was just given by the Empress Dowager last year. The house is very large, but there are a few servants. It's a little insufficient. We need to increase the number of people … "
Imperial Uncle Li said and took a deep look at Manager Tao. Tao Xixi understood and said, "Imperial Uncle Li means …"
Imperial Uncle Li said lightly, "The Musical House is under the management of your Ministry of Rites. When these official slaves are sent to the Musical House, send some people to my house to serve them."
Manager Tao thought to himself, "Imperial Uncle Li is asking me for Ye Xiaotian's family. I said Imperial Uncle Li is high and mighty. Why did he become enemies with Ye Xiaotian who is far away in Guizhou? Is it because Imperial Uncle Li has taken a fancy to other people's women? Is it because Ye Xiaotian's women are so beautiful that Imperial Uncle Li has taken a fancy to them? "
Li Guojiu glanced at him and interrupted his train of thought. Imperial Uncle Li said, "I don't need other people, but Ye Xiaotian has a twin brother named Ye Xiao 'an, who looks exactly like him. This person must be sent to my house!"
Manager Tao was stunned. "Does Imperial Uncle Li like men?"
Imperial Uncle Li didn't know the dirty thoughts in Manager Tao's mind. Ye Xiaotian was dead, but there was another person who looked exactly like Ye Xiaotian. He wanted to get this person into his house, castrate him, make him a slave, and torture him every day. Only then would he be happy!
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