Volume 1: The Swan Goose Chapter 85: Floating Life and Clear Dreams Are Already Yellow (3)
"Sir Ruan, I have no relatives and no one to look around. I have a house in a relatively remote place and I live there alone. If you don't mind, go to my place."
Hei Si is a rough guy, he doesn't know how to comfort people and he doesn't know how to talk.
Ruan Lang frowned and looked at him, quite puzzled: "Pingsi, you and I have never been in contact with each other on weekdays. It is a great kindness that you saved me out of consideration for your colleagues. Why do you care about me so much now?"
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"Ping Si always respects you as a person, so when he sees you in trouble, he should help you!" Despite King Yi's orders, he really admired Ruan Lang very much.
"Don't bother! You won't get anything from me! No one in the Censorship Department looks down on me!" Ruan Lang took a sip of wine as if giving up, with a look of sadness on his face.
"My parents died when I was young, and I grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. Later, I was captured and sent to the battlefield, where I experienced countless life and death! I finally saved some money and found a position in the Imperial Guard Department. It was also the same.
Be well-liked." Hei Si smiled bitterly, sat down next to him, and talked about his life experience.
Ruan Lang looked up at the desolate clear moon, and let out a long sigh, feeling sad: "If you and I were so close to each other before today, I would definitely treat you as a brother, but unfortunately... I am already a dying person.
I can’t do anything else for you. I can only advise you that the Imperial Guard is not a place for people to stay, so you should leave as soon as possible!”
Hearing the farewell meaning in his words, Pingsi quickly advised him: "The doctors said that you will not be in danger of your life, so why do you feel sorry for yourself and put the word death on your lips? Live well and you can
Do more things, right?"
"God won't let me die, but if I am looking for death, who can stop me?" Ruan Lang snorted, stood up, pulled out his sword and stood up with a look of determination on his face.
"Lord Ruan, where are you going?" Pingsi stood up quickly and grabbed his arm.
"You'd better not know! This is for your own good!" Ruan Lang shook off his hand and walked out the door without looking back.
"Wait a minute!" Ping Si rushed over and stopped him with open arms. He spoke the truth in desperation: "It's too late for you to do anything now. Mrs. Ruan couldn't bear the humiliation. She hanged herself from a beam last night..."
"What? What did you say? Say it again!" Ruan Lang grabbed Ping Si's collar, his face suddenly changed, his breathing became rapid, he clenched his fists and trembled all over. He stared at Ping Si.
, trying to find a flaw.
"Mrs. Ruan is dead." Ping Si smashed the jar to the ground and repeated.
A huge feeling of guilt swept through his body like a mountain. Ruan Lang felt that his whole body was as light as a feather, and he could no longer exert any strength. It was as if a breeze could lift him up and throw him to any corner.
With a "bang" sound, the sword in his hand fell to the ground. Ruan Lang held his head in his hands and yelled in pain, as if he was going crazy.
"Master Ruan, the dead have passed away, and the living must live well." Ping Si did not stop him and allowed him to vent his emotions.
But suddenly, after Ruan Lang howled, he picked up the knife and rushed out without saying a word.
Fortunately, Ping Si had quick eyes and quick hands. He hugged Ruan Lang again and shouted urgently: "Master Ruan, no! Madam Ruan definitely doesn't want you to sacrifice your life for her!"
"How can I let go of my hatred for seizing my wife? Don't stop me, otherwise I won't blame my sword for having no eyes!" Ruan Lang roared with grief and anger, waving the embroidered knife in his hand, almost hurting himself several times.
Ping Si saw the right moment and grabbed his sword, and scolded him in a stern voice: "Master Ruan, the more you are at this time, the more patient you should be."
"Patience?" Ruan Lang trembled and stared, "Wang Jing bullied others too much. He insulted my wife and died tragically! If I can still endure this, am I, Ruan Lang, still a man?"
"Lord Ruan!" Ping Si suddenly said loudly: "Wang Jing deserves to be killed! You can kill him with one knife to avenge the loss of his wife. Then what? With Wang Su's power, will he let you go?"
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Ruan Lang smiled coldly and said solemnly: "I'm not afraid of death, but why am I afraid that he won't get revenge?"
"Okay! You are a hero, you are not afraid of death! But where is your family?" Hei Si was a little excited.
: "If you kill Wang Jing, will Wang Su let your parents, relatives and clan members go?"
Hearing this, Ruan Lang couldn't help but be stunned. He staggered back a few steps with his sword in hand, fear already in his eyes.
"Sir Ruan, I humbly believe that this matter needs long-term consideration and we should not act rashly!" Ping Si struck while the iron was hot.
Ruan Lang lost his hatred for revenge and his soul. He just stood there blankly, as motionless as a piece of wood. Only a few tears slipped silently down his cheeks.
With a "ding" sound, the door of the medical center was rushed open, and a group of golden-armored guards entered the hall awe-inspiring. Before Pingsi could react, Ruan Lang had been tied up. Ruan Lang had lost his soul at this time and had completely forgotten about it.
He refused to resist and allowed them to push him out of the house.
Ping Si rushed over and blocked them: "We are from the Imperial Guards Department! How can we allow you to arrest us at will?"
A golden-armored guard came over and pushed him away, and said with a ferocious smile: "Stop talking nonsense! This is Wang Cifu's order. Ruan Lang is now a wanted criminal and must be arrested and brought to justice immediately!"
Ping Si was startled and asked hurriedly: "What crime did Lord Ruan commit that we want to arrest him?"
Jin Jiawei shouted rudely: "If you want to know, why not ask the emperor and take him away!"
Seeing the other party's tough attitude, Pingsi softened his tone a lot: "Sir, we are all colleagues. Lord Ruan is sick, please be merciful and take care of him!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" The Jinjiawei pushed him away. Pingsi did not dare to delay and hurriedly chased after him. At this time, his heart was pounding: The sudden death of Pingyang Hou and his son must have reached the ears of the emperor. It's just that
Why did Ruan Lang become a wanted criminal? What happened in the palace?
The emperor's relative was violently killed in prison, and Long Yan was furious! All the civil and military officials in the dynasty were immediately summoned to the palace.
Suddenly, there was a huge crowd and heavy traffic outside Xuande Gate. The ministers, whose average age was half a century, did not care to exchange greetings. They only picked up their robes and ran towards the Long Live Hall at a rapid pace. Only King Yi's carriage was late.
The Long Live Hall was gloomy and heavy, and with a soft voice, "The Holy One has arrived!"
It seemed to make the atmosphere even more tense. Everyone lowered their heads and pretended to be sad, until the familiar bright yellow figure walked into the hall. Everyone saluted and said hello.
"Come here! Bring the commander of the Royal Guards Department here!" Emperor Yu couldn't wait to give orders as soon as he sat down.
The emperor rarely pointed the finger at Wang Su, and everyone stood silently in the hall with their own thoughts, waiting to watch a good show!
After a while, four imperial guardsmen slowly walked into the palace carrying Wang Jing, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, covered in blood and was dying.
Wang Su followed behind with his head high and his chest high. His eyes were red and his expression was desolate. He felt even more tragic in his sorrow, and he looked like a lonely and brave man who had left a group of heroes.
And the black gauze hat that he had always been proud of was not properly worn on his head at this time, but was held respectfully in front of his chest.
The courtiers in the Long Live Hall were shocked by the scene before them. Only the smart and wise Xia Yunqing saw everything clearly, with a slight sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth.
He raised his head and looked at the dragon chair. Coincidentally, the same smile appeared on Emperor Yu's lips.
"Wang Aiqing, which song are you and your son singing?" Emperor Yu saw through it but did not tell him.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!" Wang Su knelt down solemnly on the ground, put his black gauze hat aside, kowtowed three times slowly, and said sadly: "The sudden death of Pingyang Marquis and his son in the imperial prison was the fault of the Imperial Guard!
I came here with my unfilial son to plead guilty, and I ask the emperor to punish me!"
Emperor Yu raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Oh, Pingyang Hou and his son were fine, why did they suddenly die suddenly? Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, the prison is under your control, tell me!"
As soon as the words came out, no one responded.
Emperor Yu glanced around and found that the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were missing only the Minister of Punishment. He couldn't help but became furious: "Where is the Minister of Punishment? How dare you disobey the imperial edict and not go to court?"
"Your Majesty!" Xia Yunqing strode out and bowed his hands: "A murder case occurred in the imperial prison under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Punishment. The Minister of Punishment knows that a big mistake has been made, so he has submitted a letter to appoint him as an official, and is waiting for the verdict."
Emperor Yu's face changed slightly, and his sharp eyes swept across everyone, and finally fell on Gu, the Minister of Punishment.
Zhili said: "Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, since the Minister is not here, it is up to you to do the talking!"
Gu Zhili thought deeply for a moment, then bowed to the ground and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, after detailed inspections by several police officers, the two men were indeed killed suddenly and there is nothing suspicious about it."
"Huh! What a joke! There are so many prisoners in the imperial prison, how come Pingyang Hou and his son died suddenly just after being imprisoned!" Liu Bingwen was so angry that he intervened to refute.
Gu Zhili paused and explained to the emperor and everyone: "Your Majesty, the prison has always been inaccessible and full of epidemics. But few people who are imprisoned can come out alive. Marquis Pingyang
It is normal for old people to be unable to bear the environment inside. The Yushou Si's negligence was that he did not notice the discomfort of Marquis Pingyang after being imprisoned and failed to report it in time! The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment has conducted a detailed investigation and found that there was no torture on the two bodies.
Mark of!"
"What nonsense!" Emperor Yu was so easy to fool, and immediately shouted: "The Marquis of Pingyang is old and frail, so he can still speak reasonably. But Zhang Heng is in his prime and a military attache, so you should tell me something like this
Why did people suddenly die suddenly?"
Gu Zhili lowered his head and said nothing, and glanced at Man Tingfang quietly.
Man Tingfang walked out slowly, gave a slow salute, and said: "Your Majesty, although Zhang Heng is a military officer, he has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child. He is delicate and rich, so he may not be able to withstand the harsh environment in the prison. I heard that Zhang Heng was frightened.
He had no time to think about food and drink, and this month was the time when insects and ants were raging. Although it is a pity that he died suddenly, there is nothing suspicious about it."
Emperor Yu's eyes were full of anger, and he asked angrily: "Is the diet good? Infested by insects and ants? Marquis Pingyang is my uncle. I have given you countless instructions to properly arrange for the two of you, but you actually turned a deaf ear?"
Gu Zhili bowed his head and said with a sad expression: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The sudden death of a prisoner in the prison is indeed not an isolated case. The Lord Shangshu has ordered the punishment department to strengthen the management of the prison from now on and eliminate all hidden dangers."
Check it out to prevent this kind of tragedy from happening again!"
Wang Su bowed his head again and said in a painful voice: "Although the imperial prison is institutionally under the management of the Ministry of Punishment, it is still within the boundaries of the Imperial Guards Department. Needless to say, Quanzi neglected his duty. I investigated all night and finally found the culprit!"
"Tell me and listen." Emperor Yu's tone sounded doubtful.