The dark clouds were low and the weather was so stuffy that people couldn't breathe. It was not only Su Jin and others who stayed up all night, but also Fuyin Tang Jie. He interrogated more than fifty students overnight, trying to force them to admit to the riot in the Yamen.
He also promised them that as long as they confessed that the mastermind was Su Jin, everyone else would be given a lighter sentence.
However, Tang Jie thought wrong. He was facing a group of elite students, not the temperless common people who were bullied on the streets of Yingtianfu. The students understood better than anyone else that once they accept this crime, they will basically be in trouble for the rest of their lives.
It's over, both the accomplice and the principal criminal are treasonous thugs. Even if the sentence is given as lightly as Mr. Tang promised, the lightest sentence is a sentence of banishment.
Most of these people come from poor families, and most of them rely on their true abilities to get recommended by local academic officials and enter Yingtian Academy. In this way, their future will be ruined, their reputation will be ruined, and everything will be impossible to talk about.
They were counting on serving the imperial court and honoring their ancestors by taking the imperial examination and becoming official officials. They were unwilling to admit this reality anyway, so it was even more difficult for them to admit such a crime.
Tang Jie was angry all night and talked to more than a dozen students alone, but these guys were like stones in a pit, smelly and hard; even a fat black student actually pointed at his nose and scolded him for being despicable and shameless. Tang Jie was very angry.
The minister whipped him dozens of times.
The master stayed up all night, until his eyes were sunken and blurred. Seeing that the matter was not over, he advised: "Master Fu, these students are in great momentum at this time. I am afraid that the interrogation will not be easy at this moment. Why not?"
Put them in jail to dampen their spirit; spend a few days in a stinky cell, and when the old guys in the cell see these weak and fair-skinned young men, how can they not molest them and use them to their advantage?
In less than a day, these people will probably be crying and asking to see the Lord to agree to this matter."
Tang Jie felt that it made sense, thought for a while and said, "That's all it can be, but you need to inform the cell leader in charge of the camp. Don't really let those evil ghosts damage their bodies and just let them show off.
, these guys are die-hard people. If they are really tainted, they would rather die than admit it, and maybe even kill someone."
The master smiled and said: "Your Excellency is worthy of being a member of the imperial examination. He still understands these people's thoughts in detail. I admire you."
Tang Jie waved his hands, yawned and said, "I'm going to have a rest. I've been so noisy all night and my whole body is sore. Hey, time passes by and my hair turns gray. You go."
The master hurriedly presented him with gifts, and Tang Jie shook his head three times, rubbed his sore back, and went into the inner hall to rest.
I don't know how long it took, but an annoying noise of birds woke up Tang Jie from his sweet dream. Tang Jie opened his dry eyes, his mind was groggy, and when he looked at the sky outside, it seemed that it had just dawned.
, couldn't help but get furious.
"Whoever is making a noise outside will be dragged out and slapped with forty blows."
The maid waiting outside the room hurriedly came in and said, "Master, something seems to have happened at the gate of the government office. There are many people watching there."
Tang Jie sat up quickly and said hurriedly: "Go and see, what is going on?"
The maid turned around and went out. A moment later, she heard the sound of footsteps, and then the master's breathless voice came from outside the door: "Master Fu Zun, Master Fu Zun?"
While Tang Jie was getting dressed, he scolded: "Come in and reply, what are you doing in such a hurry?"
The master ran in with his back hunched over, his head covered with hot sweat, and his whole body smelled of sweat.
"What's the fuss about? I just slept for an hour."
"I apologize for disturbing the Lord's rest, but this matter is urgent. I have to come and report to you immediately."
"Say." Tang Jie walked to the copper basin stand and washed his face with warm water.
"Lord Fu Zun, Su... Su Jin... is in the square outside Fu Yamen."
"What?" Tang Jie almost overturned the copper basin with the water in it. He glared and said, "Why don't you catch him? Take Song Captou and Luo Pantou and quickly bring people to catch him.
There is nothing to panic about."
"The villain has asked Song Captou and Luo Pantou to lead people to surround Su Jin, but...but we can't take people." The master looked worried.
"What? You can't take someone? You are an old fool. Take it, take it quickly." Tang Jie was angry and funny.
"I really can't take it. I won't be able to explain it for a while. I would like to ask the Master to move over and take a look."
This time Tang Jie really believed that something was a little strange, so he quickly wiped his hands and face, straightened his clothes, and followed the master out with full of doubts.
As soon as he reached the yamen gate, the noisy noise outside filled his ears. Tang Jie calmed down, coughed, walked out of the yamen gate with official steps, stood on the steps, raised his eyes and glanced down, almost no one staggered.
Roll down the steps.
The gatekeeper quickly helped Mr. Fu Zun, and Mr. Fu Zun stood up straight, held on to the hat that almost fell off, and looked down carefully.
However, I saw a huge crowd of people in the square at the entrance of the Yamen. There were thousands of people. An incense table was placed among the crowd. White candles were burning high on the incense table. Incense was curled up. There was a huge white tablet. In front of the tablet, there were many offerings of fruits, delicacies and sacrifices.
All around the incense table, white paper flags for summoning souls were placed all over, fluttering in the wind, making it look very ghostly.
Looking in front of the incense table, on a futon, a figure wearing a filial piety crown and linen clothes was kneeling upright on the futon, with his hands in the sky and murmuring something.
Tang Jie frowned and said, "What are you doing? You're just pretending."
"My lord, why don't you come forward and watch?" Master couldn't explain clearly.
Tang Jie snorted and said, "I ordered people to seal off all the surrounding areas. We can't let him run away this time. We will capture it immediately after we figure out the whole story."
After saying that, he walked down the steps and came to the outside of the crowd. The master shouted: "Master Fu Yin is here, Wugan people and others quickly get out of the way."
The crowd moved out of the way, and Tang Jie walked into the inner circle with a dozen sword-wielding government servants. The person kneeling on the futon was none other than Su Jin, a Yingtian student wearing sackcloth and mourning.
Tang Jie shouted: "Su Jin, why are you pretending to be a ghost here? Last night you dared to resist arrest and escape. Today you can't escape even if you have wings."
Su Jin stared at the tablet on the incense table without moving, and ignored Tang Jie at all. Tang Jie was angry and followed his gaze, and suddenly his expression changed drastically, his legs trembled, and he almost collapsed.
There are more than a dozen large characters on the white tablet that are eye-catching, which reads: "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty."
Grandpa Zhao Kuangyin.
Tang Jie was speechless. Under the memorial tablet of Emperor Taizu, how could he dare to say anything about pretending to be a ghost? He was quickly thinking about what Su Jin was going to do. At the same time, he also understood why the master and the others did not dare to order the arrest of Su Jin.
Su Jin is paying homage to Taizu. If someone catches him while worshiping Taizu, this is a crime of disobedience. Being disrespectful to Taizu is regarded as treason. This is the crime of killing the entire clan.
Who dares to take action?
"Hurry, go and ask the prince to deal with this matter. He must come forward to deal with this matter. He is of royal blood. He can be here to observe the instructions for the royal family when it comes to worshiping Taizu. We cannot go beyond the rules and regulations." Tang Jie felt that something was going on.
It is not easy. At this time, the prince who is hiding behind must be freed. Otherwise, if he is not careful, he will be guilty of disrespecting the Taizu. He cannot bear this responsibility.
The master hurriedly agreed and invited Prince Teng to come in person. Tang Jie straightened his clothes and came to the incense table. He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to the memorial tablet of Taizu, offered another stick of incense, and then stood up and said: "Su
Jin, which song are you singing? Today is neither the day for the ancestor Taizu's ascension to heaven nor the day for ancestor auspiciousness. What is your purpose of setting up the incense table here to worship the Taizu?"
Su Jin slowly raised the corner of his eyes, glanced at him and said coldly: "Who are you? Are you from the royal family surnamed Zhao? Didn't you see that I am worshiping the great ancestor? When will it be your turn to ask me, go
Find someone named Zhao to talk to me."
Tang Jie was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect this guy to be so arrogant. However, since the prince hadn't arrived, he really couldn't ask questions on behalf of the royal family surnamed Zhao.
After thinking for a while, Tang Jie suppressed his anger and said: "Su Jin, even if you are expressing your admiration and loyalty to Taizu, worshiping Taizu is an official event, and it is understandable that people should set up memorial tablets at home to worship him.
, but your public worship requires the approval of the Ministry of Rites before it can be carried out, and the altar must be solemn and solemn, uniformly arranged by the court, and the people can only come to offer incense and worship. What you are doing is too childish and completely
It is inconsistent with court etiquette."
Su Jin seemed not to have heard, and dismissed him as nothing. He just faced the Taizu tablet and muttered something unknown.
Tang Jie was so angry that he wanted to call on the government officials to rush forward and take away the traitor, but he couldn't do anything rashly in front of the Taizu altar. All he could do was wait for King Teng to come. Taizu was the ancestor of King Teng, and the only way to do this was to
Only King Teng has the right to speak.
Su Jin is also waiting. He is also waiting for King Teng to arrive. The success or failure of this matter depends on King Teng's presence. Only with his presence can all his efforts be in vain.
In a corner of the square, Yan Biyun, Rou Niang and others were also supporting each other and watching each other. Their eyes remained on Su Jin for a moment, paying close attention to Su Jin's every move, for fear of missing a tiny detail.
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Looking at that thin figure who was not tall, Yan Biyun's heart almost broke.
This unyielding young man, this young man who is sometimes stubborn, sometimes playful, sometimes smart, and sometimes confused, is using his own strength to fight against huge opponents.
There were times when he flinched and there were times when he was afraid.
But today, in Yan Biyun's eyes, he is no longer a sixteen-year-old boy, but has completely become an upright man.
The wind and clouds in the sky are stirring, and the dark clouds are getting darker and darker, and they are getting lower and lower, almost suffocating people. It seems to be a big black net, trying to catch everything in the world.dd