In Dali Temple, the imperial edict has been issued. The officials of Dali Temple accepted the edict. Deng Long hurriedly ran to Liu Chengfeng's cell. Liu Chengfeng was still sitting in the cell, holding the female minister and reading. In fact,
The chastity stories in this female minister are quite interesting to read. At least they satisfy Liu Chengfeng's hobby. After reading it, I think about it carefully and compare the education of women at this time with that of later generations. I just sigh that I was born in a righteous way.
When the time comes, at least in this era, you don’t have to kneel on the washboard.
The cell he lived in had been renovated, and the floor was covered with carpets. As the weather gradually turned colder, Liu Chengfeng did not ask Wen Mansion to bring clothes. The four walls were also decorated with calligraphy and paintings, and the greasy screens were replaced with the latest ones.
The new lotus flowers line the screen, and even the urine bucket is said to be made of nanmu.
For those who don’t know, they might think that Liu Chengfeng is a young master who is locked up at home to study, and he is trying his best when it comes to the scientific examination.
In the past few days, Liu Chengfeng has been doing nothing but reading and writing. Instead, Liu Chengfeng's mind has become quiet, and things outside seem to have nothing to do with him.
But even so, Liu Chengfeng would still ask Deng Long to go to the market every morning to buy some newspapers to read. There are dozens of newspapers in the capital now. Liu Chengfeng did this because he still cared about his business. See
Let’s see which one is his biggest competitor. After all, Xueerbao has the first-mover advantage. The quality, storytelling and controversy of celebrity articles are far above those of major newspapers, but there are some things that we still have to guard against.
Good.
It is strange to say that he may be arrested and beheaded tomorrow, but Liu Chengfeng is still thinking about his money-making livelihood at this time. It is not said that this person regards wealth as his life, but it is impossible to say that he is incurable.
It's true.
Early in the morning, Liu Chengfeng saw the article on the front page of Dong'an Newspaper. After reading this article, Liu Chengfeng's eyes flashed with doubts, and he murmured: "Don't be in Dong'an Newspaper, Dong'anmen, and Dongchang."
Dong'anmen? This is interesting."
After reading it, he put the newspaper away and ignored it.
I took a nap in the morning. At noon, I was still waiting for Deng Long to bring food. Unexpectedly, Deng Long opened the door out of breath. He didn't bring any food, but he hurriedly shouted to Liu Chengfeng: "Young Master, Young Master."
...Some people came to the palace, read out the decree, and ordered the young master to enter the palace immediately without delay."
"Enter the palace?" Liu Chengfeng stood up.
"Yes, it is said that the trial will be passed today. All the adults in Dali Temple are preparing to nominate candidates for deputy trial."
"Has the recommendation been announced?" Liu Chengfeng asked him while putting on his boots.
Deng Long said: "You are learning from Master Wu Youqing Wu, but don't worry, young master, Wu Youqing Master Wu... Hehe..." Deng Long smiled ambiguously: "Since the last time His Majesty came to visit, Mr. Wu has taken great care of you. Dali Temple
This side must be facing you."
Liu Chengfeng nodded and said, "Didn't it say that the Criminal Department also has to recommend deputy judges?"
Deng Long said: "On the side of the Ministry of Punishment, I heard from several brothers that they have already selected a candidate, the Minister of Punishment, Peng Jian. The Jinyiwei also recommended Wen Zheng, the Minister of Justice, and the Dongchang side recommended Zhang, the Minister of Punishment for Hundreds of Households.
Mr. Hao, don’t delay, let’s go quickly.”
Liu Chengfeng touched his stomach and said, "But I haven't had lunch yet. I don't know when the trial will take place. Hey, I'm afraid that he will starve to death before his head is killed."
"You foodie..." Deng Long cursed in his heart. Deng Long was responsible for taking care of the food and drink these days. Liu Chengfeng had a strong appetite, and it was common for him to eat thousands of dollars in one meal. This
It was Deng Long's half-month's salary. Deng Long wanted to go to Dali Temple to reimburse him. Unexpectedly, no one wanted to help him. They were very polite when they invited him to come. When it came to money, he immediately started talking in official terms.
"Ah... um... Deng Long, right? This court has laws and regulations, and the daily meal discounts for imperial prisoners are also customized. How can I give you the amount you quote?"
"Actually, I have no control over this matter. If you want to ask, just ask Zhang Yuucheng. He is in charge of this matter."
When asked about Zhang Yuucheng, the man surnamed Zhang laughed and said: "Brother, I am only in charge of the prison, and I don't care about the accounts. How can it be blamed on me? Don't...don't...kowtow for what? Why are you crying? You are the one
I hit my head against the pillar, but I can't come up with the money. To be honest, I know my situation, but I'm really sorry, but there's really nothing I can do. Why don't you go back to the Ministry of Punishment and ask, look at the Ministry of Punishment
Bian is willing to give it or not."
After encountering such a group of Tai Chi pushers, Deng Long wanted to trick the ancestors of Dali Temple and return to the Ministry of Punishment? The adults in the Ministry of Punishment were not as hard-working as them, but if they slapped him, they would probably ask him to go to the Ministry of Household Reimbursement for reimbursement. The money would probably be
Don't even think about asking back.
Deng Long is very melancholy...
Every time he saw Liu Chengfeng's foodie face, Deng Long wanted to slap him. But he didn't have the courage and said with a smile: "Sir, why don't we go to the palace first and buy you some cakes on the road later?
.”
Liu Chengfeng said: "This is a good idea. I haven't eaten Thousand Layer Preserved Fruit from Songshan Pavilion for a long time."
The muscles on Deng Long's face couldn't help but twitch. He finally asked the old man to go out and parked outside Dali Temple. There was no prison car, but a carriage parked steadily. Liu Chengfeng sat in the carriage and seemed to think of something.
He opened the curtain and said to Deng Long: "Old Deng, I left something behind. You go to my room and find a copy called Qingfeng Bao among the pile of newspapers on the table and give it to me."
Deng Long said with a bitter face: "Sir, I am illiterate."
Wu Youqing, the master of the Dali Temple who was waiting to enter the palace with Liu Chengfeng, was stroking his beard. Wu Youqing, who was stroking his thin beard under his chin, became impatient and said, "That's it, I'll go get it. You guys wait a moment."
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Dali Temple invited such a plague god. Although Wu Youqing held an out-of-sight, out-of-sight attitude, he still felt unhappy, but it was not enough. The commander of the Jinyi Guards, it was nothing more than a matter of fact. Both the emperor and the prince came to visit the prison.
What could he do if he bumped into such a criminal?
Wu Youqing had long thought that the emperor's visit to the prison was obviously a hint, and Liu Chengfeng was imprisoned just because of pressure. As a deputy judge this time, if he could figure out the holy intention, he might be able to give the emperor some advice.
A good impression.
It's just that the man named Liu was still thinking about some of his newspapers when he entered the palace, which made Wu Youqing curse. He quickly entered Dali Temple and arrived at the cell. The decoration in the cell almost blinded Wu Youqing's eyes.
, where is the prisoner's cell? It's almost more comfortable than the wing where I work.
Unable to care about so much, Wu Youqing walked to the table. As expected, there was a stack of newspapers on the table. The first one had the words "Qingfeng News" written on it.
"Breeze reports? All the yellow flowers have fallen, the breeze is rustling, and the remaining branches are dancing in the cold moonlight. The word "cool breeze" has a somewhat desolate meaning." Wu Youqing couldn't help but smile lightly, and he couldn't help but smile when he interpreted the word "cool breeze" with his own understanding.
His eyes unconsciously fell on the front page of the Qingfeng newspaper. First he let out a sigh, and then shuddered. Then, the Qingfeng newspaper slipped from his hand, and Wu Youqing's face turned miserable.
"How brave, this... who did this..."
Wu Youqing's face was so frightened that he was stunned for a long time before he picked up the Qingfeng newspaper again, put it under his arm and walked out quickly. From the cell to the middle gate, Wu Youqing's mind was filled with the article on the front page of the Qingfeng newspaper.
When I arrived, I saw Liu Chengfeng shouting: "Why haven't you come yet?"
Wu Youqing suddenly became enlightened and seemed to have thought of something. He couldn't help but take a deep look at Liu Chengfeng, and no longer dared to underestimate this playful and smiling emperor.
Wu Youqing regarded himself as an outsider and handed the newspaper to Liu Chengfeng through the car window. Then he got on another sedan and sat in the sedan. He tried to calm down and said loudly: "Get up and enter the palace."
After a while, the car arrived at the Meridian Gate. Liu Chengfeng got out of the car after eating and drinking. A palace official had been waiting here for a long time. He asked Liu Chengfeng's name, made an inquiry, and then led Wu Youqing and Liu Chengfeng.
Feng went in, and the others could only wait outside. Before Liu Chengfeng left, he glanced at Deng Long and said, "Deng, prison chief, I'm afraid I'll be killed as soon as I go in. You and I have been dating for so long."
Over the past few days, we have gone from strangers to familiar acquaintances, doesn’t Mr. Deng have nothing to say?”
Deng Long said with a bitter face: "Young master, take care of yourself along the way."
Liu Chengfeng said sadly: "People are going to die, why should I take care of myself? It's just a pity that no one cried for me when I left."
Deng Long rubbed his eyes, squeezed out a few tears, and said, "Go well, sir."
Liu Chengfeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. If I were still alive, I would definitely come to find you."
Deng Long was startled and thought to himself: "Don't let me touch you again." He smiled bitterly and said to Liu Chengfeng: "Yes, I am looking forward to seeing you again."
Liu Chengfeng walked into the Meridian Gate and drifted away.
Entering the main hall, Liu Chengfeng took a look at the civil and military people around him. Everyone took three steps back, leaving a wide open space in the hall. Five slips of paper were already placed under His Majesty Dan, facing him.
Liu Chengfeng, the chief interrogator Wang Shu, sat in the center with a stern face, and on the left and right were the deputy interrogators from the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, Jin Yiwei, and Dongchang.
Zhu Youtang was sitting high on His Majesty Dan, with no expression visible. Liu Chengfeng prostrated himself and said sternly: "The guilty minister Liu Chengfeng has seen Your Majesty, long live our Emperor."
Zhu Youtang was silent for a moment and said: "Get back on your feet." Then he ordered to the people around him: "Start the trial!"
"Open... the trial..." The eunuchs on the left and right raised their voices and shouted loudly.
Bang... Wang Shu slammed the gavel tree hard, his face was stern, and he said seriously: "Who is your highness!"
Liu Chengfeng replied: "The emperor invaded Liu Chengfeng."
"Liu Chengfeng, do you know your guilt?"
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The first chapter is delivered. My birthday has passed like this. Sadly, on my birthday next year, Tiger will come back to swindle monthly tickets again.