Chapter 1045: Twenty of the Imperial Staff
Speak to Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.
Zhu Ping'an felt that the capital, the place under the emperor's feet, was very evil. One second he was still slandering his plea for mercy, but the next second the eunuch from Xiyuan who delivered the order appeared in front of him, leading him The team member is still an old acquaintance of his - Feng Bao.
"Master Xiao Zhu, we meet again." Feng Bao smiled and raised his hands to greet Zhu Ping'an.
“I haven’t seen you for a few days, but Eunuch Feng is radiant and more elegant than before.”
Zhu Pingan returned the gift with his hand, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the bright yellow imperial edict held by the two young eunuchs behind Feng Bao. He suddenly understood in his heart, and then his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. He was both expecting and nervous.
Although Zhu Pingan was quite confident in his memorial, the variables on Emperor Jiajing's side were too great.
It was about Senior Brother Yang’s life, and Zhu Ping’an couldn’t even think about not being nervous.
“Haha, it’s not because of Mr. Xiao Zhu’s ingenious plan that the Za family lived a good life in the palace for a few days.” Feng Bao replied with a smile, and once again secretly thanked Zhu Ping’an for giving him guidance. Since the harem began to implement the brand-name sleeping system, Feng Bao's life has been getting better and better.
"Eunuch Feng spoke harshly, and Pingan cannot bear it. I just provided an immature idea, and everything is the result of Eunuch Feng's own efforts." Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, not taking any credit or being arrogant.
"No matter what you think, Mr. Xiao Zhu, the Zajia family will remember it in their hearts and will never forget it until their death." Feng Bao said seriously, every word coming from the bottom of his heart.
Uh.
Feng Bao is so serious, which makes Zhu Pingan feel a little embarrassed. At first, I just had an investment attitude...
"Father, we are almost here. It's noon." The little eunuch behind Feng Bao reminded Feng Bao in a low voice.
"Oh, I almost forgot about the business. I guess Mr. Xiao Zhu has already guessed the purpose of the Zajia's visit. There is good news and bad news here at the Zajia. I wonder which one Mr. Xiao Zhu wants to hear first? ”
At the reminder of the young eunuch, Feng Bao remembered his errands for this trip, stopped chatting and started running errands.
Hearing that Feng Bao said there was good news, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Based on his memorial situation, the good news was most likely about Senior Brother Yang...that is Senior Brother Yang's life was saved...
Zhu Pingan couldn't help but feel excited. As for the bad news, Zhu Pingan didn't take it seriously. How bad could the bad news be...
" Good news, of course, listen to the good news first." Zhu Pingan did not hesitate.
"The good news is that after reading your memorial, Mr. Xiao Zhu, the Holy Father ordered the cabinet to draft a decree to grant amnesty to the world! The decree will be issued today. Except for those who are unpardonable and officials are corrupt and bend the law, they will be treated as Regardless of the severity of the crime, all criminals will be pardoned. Although those with capital crimes cannot be pardoned, their sentences can be commuted and they can be exempted from the death penalty. Yang Jisheng, whom you pleaded for mercy in your memorial, is also in this group."
Feng Baowei smiled and told Zhu Pingan the good news.
Senior Brother Yang’s life was saved!
How fortunate that history can have Yang Jisheng again! !
Although Zhu Pingan had already made speculations in his mind, after hearing Feng Bao's conclusion, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, and he said excitedly, "The Holy One is wise, the Holy One is wise..."
"Ahem, Mr. Xiao Zhu, after finishing the good news, it's time for the bad news. Mr. Xiao Zhu, you must be mentally prepared." Feng Bao waited for Zhu Ping'an to finish his excitement, coughed, and said slowly .
"Eunuch Feng, please."
Zhu Ping'an nodded. I had already been mentally prepared when I was drafting the memorial.
"The imperial edict has arrived, Zhu Pingan will receive it."
Feng Bao turned around and took the imperial edict from the tray held by the little eunuch behind him, and became extremely serious.
"My minister Zhu Ping'an accepted the order."
Zhu Pingan bowed to the imperial edict in accordance with the edict ceremony, knelt down and kowtowed to receive the edict. He had no choice but to live in a feudal society.
"By God's fate, the emperor issued an edict: Zhu Ping'an, a lecturer in Prince Yu's palace, was a lecturer in Prince Yu's palace. He did not want to answer the prince's questions and set an example. However, he ignored the oral instructions and knowingly committed the crime... wearing the imperial staff. Twenty, as a warning to others, I admire this."
Feng Bao read out the imperial edict in a cadence.
Zhu Pingan listened carefully below, but when he heard the punishment measures later, Zhu Pingan was stunned.
Twenty imperial staffs? !
Just twenty sticks?
I remember that before the oral edict was issued, the three officials who interceded for Senior Brother Yang were all beaten with thirty imperial sticks. Didn’t the holy edict say that violators would be severely punished? After issuing the oral edict, he submitted a petition to plead for mercy. If he were to be severely punished, it would have to be heavier than the Thirty Court Staff, right? Why do you only have a twenty-tinged staff?
Are you sure you have finished reading? It’s just twenty imperial staffs, no relegation?
Zhu Pingan was stunned after hearing the imperial edict. He looked up at Feng Bao suspiciously, his face full of confusion.
"The imperial edict has been read out. Mr. Xiao Zhu will take the edict." Feng Bao closed the edict and lowered his head to remind Zhu Ping'an.
"Oh, my minister, Zhu Pingan, accepts the decree. Long live my emperor."
After being reminded by Feng Bao, Zhu Pingan was convinced that the imperial edict had really been read out and hurriedly kowtowed to accept the decree.
"Master Xiao Zhu, the Zajia family really don't know what to say to you." After Feng Bao finished his business, he spoke more casually, "The Holy One has even issued a decree not to plead for Yang Jisheng. If you do it knowingly. It's Mr. Xiao Zhu who didn't plead for Yang Jisheng in the memorial. Mr. Xiao Zhu will be prosperous now. You don't know how happy the emperor was when he first saw your memorial. But Long Yan was so happy when he saw the second half of your memorial. Partly requested for Yang Jisheng After reading the content of the love, the Holy One almost threw the memorandum to the ground out of breath, but even so, the Holy One only ordered to hit Mr. Xiao Zhu twenty times with a stick. It's a matter of cherishing talent. "
"Ping'an owes you the Lord's grace, but Yang Jisheng is my fellow disciple, and Yang Jisheng was kind to me when I went to Beijing to take the exam. Now that Yang Jisheng is in trouble, how can I just sit back and watch." Zhu Ping'an. Shaked his head.
Repay kindness!
After listening to Zhu Pingan's words, Feng Bao looked at Zhu Pingan with a little more respect.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao Zhu, I already told you when I came, 'Hit', this time the imperial staff will be held high and handled gently. But after all, it is a imperial staff, even if it is 'beating', these twenty imperial staffs Going down will be enough for Mr. Xiao Zhu. Mr. Xiao Zhu still needs to be prepared."
Feng Bao leaned into Zhu Ping'an's ear and whispered.
Hit is their internal word. It is a lighter command of the imperial staff than "hit really". The so-called "beating" simply means meaning. Don't take it seriously. Hold the staff high and put it down lightly to fool him.
But, as Feng Bao said, the imperial stick is the imperial rod after all, and even this kind of attack is tolerable.
"Thank you, Eunuch Feng." Hearing this, Zhu Pingan expressed his sincere gratitude.
"Master Xiao Zhu, why are you being polite to me?" Feng Bao patted Zhu Ping'an on the shoulder, saying nothing. (End of this chapter)