Changsun Wuji is not a cruel official, but he is definitely a ruthless person at critical moments.
Changsun Wuji knew 120% of Li Yuanxing's three major torture techniques after just hearing them once, and he also carried them forward. As a tainted witness, if your evidence is not enough to clear your taint, then execute him
.Fatigue interrogation, not to mention not being able to sleep, but also having to stand in a wooden cage.
In the wooden cage, I had to bend my body when I couldn't stand up, and I couldn't sit down because my head was stuck on the cage.
Li Yuanxing's last resort was to ask a question ten times. If he got it wrong even once, or if he felt there was something wrong, it would prove that the person was lying.
Changsun Wuji directly asked him a hundred times. If he couldn't answer a word, he would whip him.
Three days, Changsun Wuji gave himself three days. In three days, he must dig out these corrupt officials in Luoyang. Because Li Er and others are not in a hurry, Li Er needs to give an explanation to the world, and also needs to take the opportunity to implement the policy of clean government.
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Changsun Wuji took over Cui Dunli's interrogation work, and after arranging his subordinates in high spirits, he saw a huge white bird flying towards the high ground in the sky.
"His Royal Highness is back!" Cui Dunli said softly.
Changsun Wuji arranged his court clothes and stood next to the landing area reserved by Li Yuanxing, waiting.
An open space two feet wide and twelve feet long was cleared. After landing, Li Yuanxing ran forward and slowed down. He did not stop until he reached the end. After putting down the glider, Li Yuanxing let out a long sigh with a sullen face.
"Your Highness, but the river embankment is still unstable?" Cui Dunli came over and asked.
Li Yuanxing shook his head: "I saw something sad in the air." After that, Li Yuanxing stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction: "Over there, about fifteen miles away, go and carry the person back!"
Li Yuanxing said nothing else. When he saw Changsun Wuji, he just nodded and returned to the tent.
Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji immediately followed Li Yuanxing into the tent.
Li Yuanxing then said: "I saw someone died, and the person who died should be my sergeant from Prince Qin's palace."
At this point, Li Yuanxing really didn't need to say any more. Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji looked at each other, and Changsun Wuji said: "Could it be that His Highness was thinking of the fact that after the battle at Shuofang City, Your Highness requested that the wounded troops return home with honors?"
"Hey!" Li Yuanxing laughed dryly, thinking that the eldest grandson fox was the eldest grandson fox. He completely guessed his intention and nodded silently. But he didn't say anything, and he didn't know what to say.
Changsun Wuji continued: "If you die in battle, you will naturally be compensated by military regulations. Who said fighting against natural disasters is not war?"
"really?"
"Seriously, this matter is guaranteed. Just by relying on the book of the people, I will guarantee the honorable return of the dead sergeant." This was the first time, definitely the first time Changsun Wuji had made a promise to Li Yuanxing. He always kept a certain distance from Li Yuanxing.
Because he is a relative of the emperor, he cannot get too close to Li Yuanxing.
Li Yuanxing clenched his fist vigorously. Who said that fighting floods is not a martyr!
Cui Dunli also said at this time: "However, Your Highness, there is still need for some proper publicity. Your Majesty will return to Chang'an to deal with officials at all levels. It is better for Your Highness to stay in Luoyang for a while. Firstly, to rectify Luoyang's government affairs, and secondly, to avoid this matter."
"Cui Dunli thought clearly that the last time Li Yuanxing asked for honorable return, it could be said that he lost a lot of face.
This time, regardless of success or failure, Li Yuanxing cannot be allowed to participate again.
Li Yuanxing nodded: "Let's discuss some details, at least let the few soldiers who died have honor in their families!"
In the Tang Dynasty, sergeants were of low status, let alone nobles. Even the common people looked down on professional soldiers. Among all levels, even businessmen were higher than sergeants.
Below the rank of sergeant, there is the level of prostitute and slave.
Li Yuanxing made up his mind to give the dead sergeant an explanation and honor this time.
While the three of them were discussing, a bodyguard rushed in: "Your Highness, Your Highness."
"Why are you panicking?" Cui Dunli scolded.
The sergeant actually cried: "Your Highness, return with honor, return with honor!"
Li Yuanxing stretched out his hand to support the sergeant. The guards of Prince Qin's Mansion were veterans of hundreds of battles. Those who could join the guards were at least those who had participated in several life-and-death battles and survived. They had killed not a hundred people, but as many as eighty.
It is a hundred times harder to make such a tough guy shed tears than to bleed.
Li Yuanxing rushed outside the tent, stood on a high place and looked far away. He saw tens of thousands of people standing in two rows at the foot of the highland slope. Farther away, there were thirty-six old people, grouped in groups of eighteen.
He struggled to lift the door panel. Lying on the door panel were two Qin Wangzhuang sergeants whose faces and clothes could not be seen clearly, and who were surrounded by mud.
"Shibasu Lao!" Cui Dunli said softly.
Li Yuanxing was puzzled, but he didn't rush to ask, because he heard someone seemed to be singing something loudly. Li Yuanxing heard it clearly, but it seemed to be ancient words and he couldn't understand it.
Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.
"This is..." Changsun Wuji was a little skeptical and continued to listen carefully.
"That's right, this is "The Conjuring"!" Cui Dunli nodded affirmatively, and Changsun Wuji also nodded.
Li Yuanxing wanted to ask, what on earth is this? Reciting this made Li Yuanxing feel like the Book of Songs.
Fortunately, Cui Dunli whispered at this time: "Your Highness, Shibasu Lao carries the coffin. This is a very solemn etiquette among the people. When a good person passes away, having the descendants of Shibasu Lao to carry the coffin is enough for the local prosperity for hundreds of years.
, because they are a home of great kindness and virtue, even thieves will not enter such a home."
"The eighteen people?"
"Lao Shibasu personally carried the coffin. There are only three times recorded since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and this is the third time. The first time was when the Cheng family in Bashu was a branch of the family. The family suffered a disaster. After a landslide, the eldest son was disabled, the second son was stupid, and the third son was
He went crazy, and two elders were paralyzed. The three daughters-in-law of the family returned to their parents' home, and an orphan girl they had adopted broke off the engagement. For nineteen years, they took care of the five members of the family, sent the two elders to their graves, and buried the eldest brother and the second brother.
I am moved by God that my third son was cured of his madness, but this girl died due to overwork." Cui Dunli said with tears in his eyes.
Changsun Wuji said: "At that time, when this woman was buried, she entered the ancestral hall and the ancestral grave!"
"The Eighteen Sus old man carried the coffin, and the Supreme Emperor personally praised him for his kindness!"
Li Yuanxing looked at the man who was carrying two door panels to the high ground from a distance: "It seems..."
"Your Highness, do you want to be serious? No!" Changsun Wuji shook his head.
"It's heavy for two people, but for the common people, this is a token of gratitude to the tens of thousands of Tang soldiers. Let them accept this kindness for all the Tang soldiers here!" Cui Dunli also said.
Cui Dunli added: "Your Highness, "Calling Souls" is an ancient poem from the Warring States Period, written by Song Yu to Dr. Qu Yuan."
"Qu Yuan!" Li Yuanxing was shocked!
Cui Dunli and Changsun Wuji nodded at the same time, and Cui Dunli said: "This poem is based on the "Chu Ci Zhangju" written by Wang Yi of the Eastern Han Dynasty. It was written by Song Yu out of pity for Qu Yuan!"
Li Yuanxing really couldn't think of it.
The people actually placed the two dead soldiers at such a height.
At this time, Changsun Wuji said something very embarrassing: "It seems that I recited it wrong. The following sentence should be..." Cui Dunli glared at Changsun Wuji. Changsun Wuji also felt that he had made a mistake and immediately shut up.
(Note: During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, "Calling Souls" was believed to be written by Song Yu to Qu Yuan based on the interpretation of the Han Dynasty. However, after the Ming Dynasty, it was believed that it was written by Qu Yuan to himself. This book is just borrowed, and this is just a novel. Please
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"Let's put it on the table!" Li Yuanxing said very seriously.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will definitely seek justice for the soldiers who fought against this natural disaster!" Cui Dunli saluted, secretly made a move to Changsun Wuji, and the two of them left together.
The two sergeants were carried up, covered in mud and water, and there was mud in their mouths, eyes, and noses.
Several high-ranking lieutenants brought their uniforms with them to wear when going out to do business, so they took them out at this time.
The common people refused to let the Guards come to change clothes, so the elder Su, who was highly respected among the common people, completed the matter.
Li Yuanxing sat on a rock in the distance, holding a cigarette in his mouth and watching silently. Li Yuanxing didn't know if he should go there, or what should he say after he passed?
I don’t know who had prepared the fine coffin. They found it from their home after the flood receded, and a craftsman repainted it.
A local seventy-year-old squire came to Li Yuanxing and was about to give a big gift. Li Yuanxing said: "Forgive me, I will live long!"
"Thanks to the blessing of peace in the Tang Dynasty, the old man is now seventy-four. We have a custom in Luoyang that the coffin is sealed. When the coffin is closed, there should be an explanation for what happened to the person. I dare to ask your highness to say a few words.
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Li Yuanxing sat still without moving, and sighed softly: "Did you know? This is the first military casualty of our 1,600 Guards Army of the Prince of Qin. During the battle with Shuofang, some were injured and some were maimed, but no one died.
.Fighted in Liaodong and returned with complete victory."
The old squire knelt down immediately, he could hear it.
There was sadness in the tone of the young Prince Qin in front of him.
Li Yuanxing stood up and helped the old squire up: "Don't close the coffin. Send it back to Chang'an and let their families take another look. It's final." Li Yuanxing slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.
"God has his own merits and demerits!"
"It's the old man who is confused and confused!" The old squire was about to kneel down again, but Li Yuanxing still stretched out his hand to support him: "Let the villagers not rush home, first go and check how many people are missing in each village and each family. Then everyone is ready to go up.
Don’t be afraid of river embankments and fields being left vacant. With my king here, repair the river embankments first and then you can truly feel at ease.”
The old squire nodded heavily and cried.
Li Yuanxing didn't understand why he cried even though he said it well.
"Your Highness, Your Highness the King of Qin!" the old country squire cried bitterly, which made Li Yuanxing very sad. It was thought that some of the old man's children and grandchildren might have died in the flood, or were lost.
But the old squire shouted: "Your Highness, every township, every village. No one died, no one was lost!" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)