: Prisoner

On New Year's Eve, Beijing City.

It's New Year's Eve again, and everyone's face was filled with joy. From time to time, there was a sound of deafening firecrackers blew in the air. It seemed that every corner of Beijing was very lively. No, there was actually a place that was incompatible with the atmosphere.

In the cold Zhao Prison, Wang Wenyan fell on the hard and cold granite ground with only one broken piece of clothing. Several new valleys had begun to purify, but there was no trace of pain on his face. During this period, he had been treated with special care from the Jinyiwei every day, so he had become accustomed to it. It was just a death. What else could he not let go? However, there was still a trace of unwillingness and a last glimmer of hope in his heart, which enabled him to survive in an environment like Zhao Prison.

Unwilling to accept it was because Wang Wenyan thought he was also a very smart person. He had experienced all kinds of storms and waves and defeated all kinds of opponents under his hands. But now because of a small county magistrate, he and his family have become prisoners, and life and death are all involved. And that glimmer of hope is that Ye Xianggao and others can rescue themselves and their family from this hell-like prison before they die. Because these two thoughts have been in their minds, Wang Wenyan's eyes still have a little bit of spirit, and they are not as business as most people who have been to the imperial prison.

"Tread..." A series of footsteps sounded in the quiet prison, which seemed so loud. Wang Wenyan turned his head with difficulty and sighed in his heart: "It seems that they are going to torture me again. I don't know when Lord Ye and the others will find a way to save my family and my life. If this continues, even if they think of a solution, they can only take my body out."

The footsteps were indeed stopped in front of the cell where he was as expected by Wang Wenyan. Wang Wenyan closed his eyes. Although he was used to torture, he was still a little afraid of it. Unexpectedly, the man did not drag himself out of the prison as usual, but opened the door of the cell opposite him. Then the footsteps of several people came. Wang Wenyan could still hear that they were dragging a heavy thing.

It turned out that the other party was not here to find him. Wang Wenyan felt a little relaxed. But as soon as he relaxed, he heard a man coming to his prison door and said coldly: "Wang Wenyan, today is New Year's Eve, and my elders are also a reasoned person. He specially sent your brother over to get you and gather with him, so that you can avoid missing your relatives during this festival." After saying that, he did not stay and turned around and left here with the others. The cell of the imperial prison has been cleaned all year round, so the filthy aura is still very heavy. Even the prison guards here find it difficult to stay here for a long time.

After hearing this, Wang Wenyan's heart thumped. Of course, he knew that his brother and nephew were taken to the capital, but this was the first time he had the chance to see his brother. So even though Wang Wenyan was already very weak, he still used all his strength to pounce on the door and looked at the cell opposite.

It’s a pity that this is the imperial prison. I can’t see a ray of light in the imperial prison all year round, so no matter how anxious he is, he can only see a darkness and a curled shadow in the darkness opposite. After a long time, Wang Wenyan said with difficulty: “You… are you the second brother?”

After waiting for a long time, Wang Wenyan didn't think there would be any response from the other side, a moan came from the other side: "You... are you... third brother?" You can guess that this person is in danger of life and may die soon. But with such an unclear voice, Wang Wenyan still heard that the other party was his second brother Wang Wencheng.

"Second brother... how are you doing? Have you suffered a lot?" There were thousands of words in my heart, but in the end he said such nonsense, which made Wang Wenyan unable to believe that this was said from his own mouth.

After hearing the voices of his brothers, Wang Wencheng began to struggle to get in front of the prison door. After using his last little strength, he came to the prison door and said weakly: "I'm fine, I'm just suffering some flesh and blood." Although he said this, Wang Wenyan still knew that he would suffer much torture, so he unconsciously showed a look of pain and self-blame in his eyes, but because of the darkness, Wang Wencheng on the opposite side had never seen it.

Unable to hear Wang Wenyan's voice for a long time, Wang Wencheng said anxiously: "So what are you doing with third brother? But are you seriously injured?" Of course, this is true in the imperial prison. Wang Wenyan didn't want to answer this question anymore. After thinking about it in his mind, he asked: "Second brother, when were you escorted to Beijing? Can anyone else escape?"

Wang Wencheng sighed: "Ten days ago, Gong'er and I were escorted to Beijing. All the people from the Wang family were arrested by the government on various charges. How could anyone escape this disaster?"

Wang Wenyan felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this. Although he had expected such an ending, he still found it difficult to accept it when he really knew all this. The reason why he went to the capital was to make his family live a better life, but he didn't expect that he would harm them now. After a long time, he said: "Why did they torture you? You must know that you and others are completely unaware of it."

"They want me to persuade you, Wenyan." Wang Wencheng smiled bitterly, "Although I am just a businessman, I still know who the officials in this court are capable and who are evil and evil..." Before he could finish his words, the meaning was expressed. The Jinyiwei found that Wang Wenyan was so stubborn that he could not speak for a while, so he started to think of his family, and wanted to use the mouths of Wang Wencheng and others to convince him, so he also punished such a small businessman.

"Second brother has made you suffer because of me." Wang Wenyan said in pain.

Wang Wencheng, however, comforted his younger brother: "Third brother, I only know that everything we do is worth it, so you cannot surrender no matter what. Even if you die, we cannot cause any trouble to those adults."

"Yes, second brother, you are right! I have told them before that I, Wang Wenyan, will not implicate other adults because of my family affairs. And the origin of this matter is indeed ours, so let's do this report."

As soon as Wang Wenyan finished speaking, a cold snorted in the darkness: "It seems that everyone in your Wang family is really hard-working. I underestimated you. I want you brothers to reminisce about the past on this New Year's Eve night." Hearing this voice, Wang Wenyan could immediately determine the other party's identity - Xu Xianchun, the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei.

Unexpectedly, he would actually listen to the conversation between his two brothers in secret, which made Wang Wenyan feel nervous, but then he guessed the other party's intention. But now the words of his brothers did not satisfy him, and he didn't know how he would deal with him and Wang Wencheng. Just when Wang Wenyan was frightened, the lights lit up, and he saw five Jinyiwei wearing flying fish suits standing in front of his cell. Xu Xianchun's eyes were full of resentment.

After looking at the two of them coldly, Xu Xianchun turned around and left, feeling annoyed in his heart. If he knew that such an ending would be possible, he would never have endured the harsh environment here to eavesdrop on their conversation. A vulgar old man next to Xu Xianchun was one of the prison guards in this imperial prison. He looked at Xu Xianchun's angry face and opened his mouth as if he had something to say.

At this time, Xu Xianchun just fell on his face. Seeing his stuttering look, he felt unhappy: "If you have any farts, just let it go, why do you have to act like this!"

Seeing that the magistrate was angry, the prison guard's face was panicked, and after a while he replied, "Do you want these two people to confess something?"

After looking at the other party, Xu Xianchun let out a "hmm" sound in his nose, and then looked at him again. After swallowing, the prison guard said carefully: "If you only want a confession, the younger one has a way."

"Oh?" Xu Xianchun began to carefully look at the inconspicuous little person in front of him. To be honest, he never took these prisoners in the prison prison seriously. This was the first time he carefully looked at the appearance of a prison guard. However, this man was really unattractive. After a few glances, Xu Xianchun's face looked a little ugly again. As if he was afraid that the assistant minister would not believe his words, the prison guard said again: "In fact, in addition to asking them to write a confession, they can also ask them to press a handprint. As long as the adults wrote the confession and forced them to press the handprint, wouldn't everything be completed?" As he said that, he looked at Xu Xianchun as if he wanted to make a contribution. But he did not find a hint of contempt in the eyes of the other colleagues, and he was still complacent.

But his pride was just a blink of an eye, because the scolding sound had already come: "What do you know? This case is very different from other cases, and it is not something that ordinary means can deal with!" Unexpectedly, the other party just mentioned such a method that you would know as long as you go in and out of the yamen. Xu Xianchun felt both funny and a little angry. After looking at him coldly, Xu Xianchun left the imperial prison directly. Today is New Year's Eve, and he still has to go to Eunuch Wei's mansion to congratulate him.

However, Xu Xianchun still had a shadow of this idea in his heart. Although it is impossible to use this method to deal with Wang Wenyan now, it is difficult to use it when it reaches a critical moment.

The Wang brothers in the cell vaguely heard their conversation, and their hearts were stuttering. If Xu Xianchun had used the jailman's method, I was afraid that their deaths would not be long, because if the picture was drawn, the dead would be better than the living.
Chapter completed!