Chapter Thirty-Nine: Old Zhu Takes Actions Personally
Prison Department, secret room.
Just glancing at Zhao Da's anger in front of the hall, Wang Huai started to draw dragons and snakes.
After writing a thick stack, I still didn’t say a word.
Zhao Daxian couldn't bear it anymore.
A bear must look like a bear.
"Brother, please say something!"
Wang Huai'ai ignored him and just lowered his head to sort out the two stacks of words he had written.
"Dead people can't speak. You were already dead, but I couldn't smash my golden sign, so I saved your life."
The first stack is for Lao Zhu. Every one of the crimes committed by the Zhao family and his son over the years is very clear.
The second stack is like Jin Yiwei's Impermanence Book, which records a shocking conspiracy in the form of comics.
If Lao Zhu was angry after reading the first copy, he would probably leave his soul after reading the second copy.
After adding the two stacks of information together, Lao Zhu saw that it was cephalosporins paired with wine, so he just left.
Wang Huai collected the comics he had assigned and returned to the study room with the first stack of homework.
Abiao has a good temper, let him be a guinea pig and take a look first.
"The name of Taoist Master Xiao Wang is well-deserved. It really looks like a Taoist talisman."
A Biao made a joke with a smile, and after reading it word by word, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Wang Huai looked at his emoticon and felt like he was in another world. Well, it did look like the emoticon he had seen in his previous life.
He wants to speak but stops talking - organizes the language - stops talking but stops talking - thinks about it for a while - you are eating shit!
The paper was hit hard on the desk, and Lao Zhu spoke in a gentle and consultative tone that he could only speak to A Biao.
"What is it about Wang Huai's calligraphy that makes my son feel so complicated? Let's take a look?"
Zhu Biao sighed, straightened the Tibetan scripture paper recording the crimes, and placed it in front of Lao Zhu.
"Father, please... take a look at it."
Lao Zhu's face darkened slightly and he looked over.
"In the eighteenth year of Hongwu, Zhao Da, the son of Zhao Mian, rode his horse to death after being drunk. He uttered the wild words 'My father is Zhao Mian' and was sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. His father Zhao Mian bribed the Minister of Punishment 30,000 taels for half a year.
Immediately released from prison."
"In the 19th year of Hongwu, Zhao Daqiang robbed Lin Xue, a civilian girl. The girl refused and was beaten to death. After Zhao Da was imprisoned, his mother Liu bribed her with a bribe of 50,000 taels. Zhao Da changed his name to Lin Chen and was at large. He only served his name.
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"In the 19th year of Hongwu, Zhao Da teamed up with his mother Liu to frame the wealthy businessman Guo Dong and embezzle his family property of 160,000 taels. Guo Dong reported to the official, and his father Zhao Mian ordered the county magistrate to take action and forced Guo Dong's family to commit suicide.
"
"In the 20th year of Hongwu, the Zhao family and his son set up a flower boat on the Qinhuai River to abduct good women and imprison them for the pleasures of the powerful. They made a profit of more than 800,000 taels, and the number of women who were killed or committed suicide reached 1,587.
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"Twenty-one years of Hongwu..."
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Major cases, each one shocking!
This is still a major crime. If all the minor crimes were recorded, it would be too numerous to write down.
Moreover, Wang Huai was only observing Zhao Da's energy, and these were only Zhao Da's involvements.
There are probably many that are not listed by Minister Zhao Mian!
The most important thing is that many of them have been memorialized and ended up being unjust cases, or were classified as Hu Weiyong cases, which Wang Huai could not see.
Now that I have seen what Wang Huai recorded, everything has been explained and is reasonable. The only thing missing is human and material evidence.
These two items do take time.
"Haha... Good guy, he stole millions and killed thousands..."
"Haha... More than half of the ministers and censors in the six departments have become the tortoise shells of the Zhao family. No wonder I have nowhere to lower my teeth."
"Talent, he is really talented, and he has deep connections. I can't kill him...Zhao Da also let him go. He tried to steal the jade by clever means, so that's nothing."
Zhu Yuanzhang was smiling but not smiling at this time, and his tone was rare and calm.
Everyone present knew that Zhao Mian was in trouble.
But there was another sentence that Lao Zhu didn't finish, so Zhu Biao asked.
"Father, we can't kill him, what should we do with him?"
Zhu Yuanzhang turned his eyes to Wang Huai.
"Priest Xiao Wang, tell me?"
Wang Huai thought for a while and sorted out his words.
"Your Majesty, there are two difficulties in killing him."
"Not guilty, you say."
"First, what I wrote is only a charge and cannot be used as evidence of guilt; second, the case is too extensive and too deep, and even Liu Sanwu is involved. The investigation will inevitably alert the enemy, and if it is not handled well, the court will be seriously injured."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and pondered.
"The evidence...implicates far and wide..."
The king is very confident.
"Your Majesty, it is not difficult to take care of the Zhao family."
"The plan is coming?"
"First, the evidence is that the Ming Dynasty embezzled sixty taels and beheaded..."
Lao Zhu interrupted.
"His ass is clean and he doesn't even have sixty ounces."
"No, you can create something. Don't forget, Zhao Mian's wife is greedy."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.
"What's the second thing? The implications are too wide. How can we make the big thing trivial?"
Wang Huai reminds:
"At inappropriate times - such as Zhao Mian's wife being alone at home; walking through inappropriate doors - such as the back door; doing something inappropriate..."
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After the discussion, Lao Zhu's face softened and he decided to take action himself.
Another shocking conspiracy came to Wang Huai's mind, and he and Lao Zhu had to act separately.
Wang Huai touched the comic book and boarded the Xuanlong Ship.
The night is shrouded in the House of the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance.
A lady who still retains her charm, her brows and eyes are full of spring, and she seems to be full of joy. She is wearing a hot silk nightgown, looming at three o'clock, twisting her waist, and walking towards the back door.
The door opens.
There were two people standing in front of him, an old man with a shovel-shaped chin and a sturdy domestic servant.
The lady's flirtatious eyes rested on the servant's strong chest muscles, and she spoke in a coquettish voice.
"I'm busy, why do you need to come at this time?"
The servant handed over a letter and attached a hundred and eighty taels of silver notes.
"I have something to ask Mr. Zhao for help, and I will be rewarded if the job is done."
The lady took the lacquer-sealed letter and the banknote, and took the opportunity to squeeze the servant's hand.
"Old Zhao is not at home, let me see what happened."
"Since Brother Zhao is not here, I'm afraid things will be difficult to handle. Can we make an appointment another day?"
The noble lady straightened her chest and became clearer.
"Hey, Madam, I can do things that Old Zhao can do. There are things that I can do that Old Zhao can't do yet - such as giving birth to a child. Madam, I am the daughter of Liu Sanwu."
"Okay, Madam, please keep the bank note first, and please pass the letter to Mr. Zhao intact. If he can't handle it, Madam can handle it later."
After the seductive lady left, the old man's voice became low.
"Zhao Mian is not at home. His wife is in the middle of spring, so she can only live with her servants."
The servant looked embarrassed.
"The Holy One is aware of everything. After Zhao Mian came back and saw the letter containing Taoist Priest Xiao Wang's record of his crimes, how could the Holy One punish him?"
"Wait until he reads the letter, don't criticize him, let him think about life. If Wang Huai's calculation is accurate, his family will not dare to see the sun again tomorrow."
One old and one middle-aged, they are Zhu Yuanzhang and Jiang Yu.
It was not until he saw Zhao Mian returning home that Lao Zhu returned to the palace.
In the early morning of the next day, the news that Zhao Mian and his family had hung themselves on the southeast branch had reached Wang Huai's ears.
Wang Huai opened the comic he drew without spending a second more on it.
The movie starring Zhao Da was replayed in my mind... This chapter has been completed!