The road from the right gate of Chang'an to the Ministry of Punishment was very lively. It didn't feel like being escorted, but rather like "parading through the streets."
From today on, the reputation of the Four Iron Martyrs spreads like wildfire.
The team escorting the prisoners went all the way to the gate of the Criminal Department, and when they stood in front of the prison gate, the surrounding environment became quiet.
The Sky Prison is a half-above-and-half-underground structure. After Qin Dewei and Feng En were pushed in, they were given a cell each.
Qin Dewei was already familiar with the situation and took the initiative to go to the cell opposite Master Feng.
I looked up at the wall again and saw that half of the poem I wrote last time was still there. I had enough time to finish it this time.
"Master Feng..." Qin Dewei had something to say to Feng En in the cell opposite.
But when Qin Dewei looked across the way, he found that Feng En was sitting in the corner, leaving only his back that "didn't want to talk".
Qin Dewei suddenly realized that Mr. Feng had been silent for a while since he was on the road.
In any case, today is a narrow escape from death, shouldn't you be happy?
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Dewei shouted through the iron fence.
Feng En said without looking back: "Don't disturb me! I'm thinking about a problem."
Qin Dewei couldn't help but ask again: "If you have any questions, tell me!"
Feng En still didn't look back and said in a deep voice: "I'm thinking about which is more important, honor or life."
This question sounded very classical. Qin Dewei couldn't help but sigh. Mr. Feng was not stupid either. He finally realized what he had lost.
It should be the cheers and praises from the crowds on both sides of the street that reminded Mr. Feng, who should all this belong to?
As the person who took advantage, Qin Dewei, the Fourth Iron righteous man, had no position to persuade others, so he could only talk casually: "I have a limerick to encourage Master Feng!
Life is truly precious, but friendship is even more valuable. If it’s for reputation, you can throw away both!”
Feng En turned around in confusion. Are you really trying to persuade people? Are you here to cause trouble? Are you willing to throw away friendship for the sake of fame?
"Ah, no, a slip of the tongue!" Qin Dewei hurriedly adjusted: "Life is precious, reputation is even more valuable. If it's for friendship, you can throw away both!"
Feng En sighed and said impassionedly: "In the eighth year of Jiajing, I was sent to Jiangning County from the imperial court. It was exactly three years until the comet appeared last year.
I have been waiting for three years for such an opportunity! I want to take a breath, not to prove that I am great, but to tell the world that I can also leave a name in history!"
Qin Dewei was speechless. He found that it was not suitable to discuss too profound issues with Mr. Feng. It was better to be a simple person.
He turned around silently and sat in the corner.
Only halfway through speaking, the audience ran away, and Mr. Feng shouted dissatisfied: "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Dewei replied without looking back: "Don't disturb me! I want to be quiet."
There is no Jiazi in the prison, and I don’t know how old I am in the cold weather.
After a few days of living in the prison, Qin Dewei, who was used to being wild, felt that his days were like years.
During this period, when the Feng family sent clothes, utensils and meals to Mr. Feng, they also brought a copy to Qin Dewei, which was no trouble at all.
Xu Miaoxuan also gave Qin Dewei prison clothes - according to the regulations, prisoners' clothes cannot be colored, as well as some books on scriptures and meanings, and also said that he would send meals.
But Qin Dewei felt that it was inconvenient for a woman to run into the cell in public, so she refused. Anyway, there were still Feng family members to send her.
Not many others came. After all, they are political prisoners, and most people don't have the ability to visit them in the prison. But those who have the ability have sensitive identities.
Therefore, Qin Dewei was extremely boring and restless all day long. He even didn't want to write poems anymore, which shows how irritable he was.
On this day, Qin Dewei knocked on the iron fence and complained to Feng En: "Is your Ming court so inefficient?"
Mr. Feng, who had been in prison and Tianlao for four months, ignored Qin Dewei. The young man just couldn't calm down. How many days had he been here?
He just calmly continued to write and write, summarizing his experiences and experiences during his seven years as an official.
And decided to add a little more weight to Qin Dewei in it, and talk in detail about how he discovered, trained, taught, and used Qin Dewei in the first place. There should be many readers who are interested in Qin Dewei's secrets, right?
The door to the prison suddenly opened, and Qin Dewei, who was extremely bored, saw a red mass coming down the stairs through the dim light.
It's a red official robe! A big shot is coming! Qin Dewei cheered up and identified it carefully. It looked very familiar. Who else could this be if he wasn't Wang Tingxiang?
Feng En also put down his pen and looked at Wang Tingxiang in surprise, why is he here?
Mr. Wang stood in the aisle, looked at Qin Dewei and then at Feng En.
For some reason, Qin Dewei felt that Wang Tingxiang's expression was not very good, so he quickly said something nice:
"Wan Sheng has been in prison for such a long time, and no one from the imperial court or his old friends has ever come to visit him, but Mr. Boss is the first one! Such high righteousness really makes Wan Sheng deeply touched!"
Wang Tingxiang waved his hand and denied it directly: "I'm not here to visit you!"
Even with Qin Dewei's wit, he couldn't figure out what else Wang Tingxiang, the censor of Zuodu, could do?
Wang Tingxiang said a little depressed: "The imperial court has appointed me. I was moved from Zuodu Censor to Minister of Punishment, so appearing here is to inspect the Tianlao after taking office!"
Qin Dewei: "..."
History has mutated again! Based on his understanding of the original history, Wang Tingxiang must have never been the Minister of Punishment!
Only then did Qin Dewei realize that the pattern on Wang Tingxiang's chest had changed.
They are both genuine and second-grade, so they are considered average, but looking at Mr. Wang's face, he seems to be very unhappy.
If he had to be transferred, Wang Tingxiang planned that his next stop would be to be the Minister of the Ministry of War or the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs.
The Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites were relatively special, so I didn’t expect that. However, I didn’t expect that the Ministry of Punishment, which was the second to last among the six ministries, would be included.
Qin Dewei could only console him based on the laws of history: "Wang Hong is getting older and will leave sooner or later in the past two years. At that time, his position as Governor of the Beijing Camp will be yours!"
But neither Feng En nor Qin Dewei understood why the emperor transferred Wang Tingxiang from the Metropolitan Procuratorate to the Criminal Department?
Wang Tingxiang said again: "You guys in Tianlao don't know that there have been great adjustments in the court recently."
Qin Dewei asked with great concern: "I would like to hear the details."
Wang Tingxiang said conveniently: "First of all, Wang Chengzhai was changed from the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel to the Minister of the Ministry of War, and still added the censor of Youdu and the governor of Jingying."
Wang Chengzhai became Wang Hong, and everyone had expected the change from the Ministry of Personnel to the Governor of the Ministry of War, Jingying.
Qin Dewei asked curiously: "No palace protection title?"
Wang Tingxiang shook his head and replied: "No." Then he continued: "Then Xia Guizhou changed his name from Minister of Rites to Minister of Personnel."
"This is great!" Qin Dewei excitedly patted the iron fence. Is there any better news than having his thigh become the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs?
Then he noticed that Wang Tingxiang's expression became even more unhappy.
So Qin Dewei, who has high emotional intelligence, immediately understood what the problem was. It was probably that Wang Tingxiang suffered a political balancing act...