Chapter 100 A murder caused by six kilograms of corn
Unfortunately, the news was sent in bulk.
And we went to places like the prison.
I have prepared all my wine, but I won’t be able to drink it if I go to prison!
Come on, it’s always good to meet.
I must ask my brother Wang why I haven’t received any message for ten days!
Looking at Ying Zheng's distraught appearance, Lu Buwei asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"
Ying Zheng came back to his senses and shook his head: "I have nothing to do with you. "Hinder."
Ying Zheng said this, but he could not calm Lu Buwei's heart.
Lu Buwei knows very well that the faint salty smell in the air is the smell of pearl powder, because Lu Buwei himself often uses pearl powder to cover dark circles.
Moreover, the eunuch in the palace also sent a message to Lu Buwei. Although Ying Zheng went to bed every day when the time came these days, he pretended to be asleep, but in fact he was not asleep at all.
Lu Buwei sighed softly and warned sincerely: "A sage thinks deeply about the world, and nothing is more valuable than life."
"In the past, Yao wanted to entrust the world to Zizhou, and Zizhou said to him "It's okay to regard me as the emperor. Although I have a disease of Youyou, I will cure it before I have time to live in the world." And harm your own life."
"If the king has concerns, he can leave the troublesome matters to his subordinates, and do not harm the king's health because of the affairs of the country."
As he spoke, Lu Buwei felt distressed and helpless.
Lu Buwei just hopes that Ying Zheng can recognize the reality and stop having unrealistic illusions.
But Lu Buwei did not expect that this move would cause such a huge psychological blow to Ying Zheng.
Lu Buwei inevitably felt a trace of regret in his heart, but he was quickly snuffed out by Lu Buwei.
Ying Zheng is not a child of an ordinary family. He is the king of Da Qin. His identity is destined that he must bear all this.
He is still here and can still help Ying Zheng get to the bottom of things.
If he was gone, wouldn't Ying Zheng have to face all this alone?
Ying Zheng must have been even more desperate at that time!
Ying Zheng said warmly: "I have learned a lesson, but I am indeed not feeling unwell."
After thinking about it for a while, I felt that I couldn't hide the fact about meeting Ying Chengyu from Lu Buwei, so Ying Zheng spoke. Explanation: "Just now, Brother Wang sent a message to invite us to meet in the prison."
"I am thinking about what brother Wang wants to do while living in prison these days?"
The smile on Lu Buwei's face and the distress in his eyes were all frozen.
The truth is that you were kept awake all night because of your suspicion of Ying Chengyu and your inner torture, which even affected your health.
Finally, you told the truth, were you thinking about Ying Chengyu just now?
When did you two get together again? ! !
Ying Zheng asked with concern: "Is Father Zhong feeling unwell?"
Lu Buwei forced out a smile: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."
I'm really tired!
Ying Zheng immediately asked, "Since Father Zhong is tired, why don't we just stop here today?"
Seeing that Ying Zheng was so eager to meet Ying Chengxuan.
Lu Buwei was even more tired.
Pulling himself up, Lu Buwei waved to the imperial guards.
All the court guards immediately shouted: "Silence!"
Teng Fu, Huang Jie and others hurriedly faced Ying Zheng and handed over their hands:
"I am waiting for you, please The king punishes the crime!”
Ying Zheng smiled warmly: "Why are you guilty of plotting against us for the Qin Dynasty?"
Lu Buwei said: "Since the ministers have different opinions, there is no point in arguing in the court."
"Before tomorrow's court meeting, all the ministers will write their thoughts in a remonstrance and submit it to the court."
"Today's court meeting ends here."
All the courtiers immediately handed over their hands. : "Wei!"
After the ministers dispersed, Ying Zheng stood up and warned in a gentle voice: "Father Zhong, please go back home early to rest."
"Father Zhong is responsible for all major affairs of the country. Great Qin cannot leave Zhong for one day." Father."
"I will also arrange for the imperial doctor to come to the house to treat Father Zhong."
Lu Buwei shook his head: "I am fine."
"In recent days. Many courtiers reported that the Lord of Chang'an had been living in the prison for the past ten days, humiliating the prisoners in every possible way, and treating Qin's laws as if they were nothing. I wanted to go and have a look. "
"Since the king also wants to go to prison, I wonder if I can accompany the king?"
Ying Zheng smiled and nodded: "Why not?"
"Father Zhong, please!"< br>
Two quarters of an hour later.
The jailer Mufu, who was on duty as the gatekeeper, yawned.
Just at this moment, a cart drawn by five horses came quickly.
Mu Fu froze on the spot, even forgetting to close his mouth.
When the five-horse cart stopped outside the prison gate, Mu Fu's shock reached its peak. Not only did his mouth still not close, it even opened a little wider.
Everyone knows that the emperor drives six and the princes drive five.
The only person who can ride a five-horse chariot in Da Qin is King Qin Ying Zheng!
This is the king of Great Qin, how could he come to such a shabby and unlucky place like a prison?
Zhao Gao jumped off the carriage and glanced at Mu Fu with a sharp gaze:
"How dare you be so rude as the king is now?!"
Zhao Gao's cold voice It pierced Mu Fu's shock and awakened the fear in his heart.
As a mufu, he knows very well what has happened in the prison recently.
The devil has put on the skin of Lord Chang'an and is torturing the prisoners in the prison!
This is a trampling on human relations, and it is also a trampling on the law!
Now, the noble King of Qin has personally set foot in humble land. What other reason is there besides being angered by Lord Chang'an and coming to investigate?
Those who know the truth but fail to report it may all be imprisoned!
Mufu fell to his knees tremblingly, crying and shouting:
"Humble, humble to pay homage to your Majesty!" Ying Zheng:...
Ying Zheng's footsteps stopped for a moment as he got out of the car.
Are you greeting me or mourning me?
"Why are you crying?" Ying Zheng walked to Mu Fu and gently helped him up: "Don't kneel down."
"You are not at fault, and you are an official of our Great Qin. How can you kneel down so easily!"
After contacting Ying Zheng at close range, Mufu's emotions of tension, excitement, fear, and anxiety were superimposed on each other. Know what to say.
I can only nod my head crazily: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I will go and inform the superior to come and pick you up!"
Ying Zheng smiled and shook his head: "I am not here for official business. , no need to trouble the warden.”
“Would you like to show me this prison?”
Mu Fu shook his head violently in surprise and anxiety: "I am just a prison warden."
Ying Zheng increased his voice and said seriously: "He is a prison who manages the prison for a few people, maintains the laws of Qin, and suppresses lawlessness.掾! ”
After adding a few adjectives, Mu Fu felt a sense of responsibility in his heart.
I am indeed just a small jailer, and I am the lowest level jailer who can only guard the gate. Even my maternal aunt (mother-in-law) looks down on me.
But the king values me!
Your Majesty, he is real, I cry to death!
Holding back the tears of emotion, Mu Fu suddenly handed over his hand: "Your Majesty, please humble yourself!"
But after a moment of passion, fear reoccupied the high ground.
Mu Fu had a change of heart and decided to take Ying Zheng to see the prison to buy Shangguan some time to recover.
While walking inside, Mu Fu introduced: "Criminals who live in Xianyang but have titles above the rank of doctor and officials above Qian Shi are all under the jurisdiction of Tingwei Prison."
"Chengdan torture and other light-duty prisoners are all handed over to the generals for distribution."
"Therefore, the only people in Xianyang Prison who perform corporal punishment and prison punishment."
" Your Majesty, this is the place for tattooing.”
While speaking, the group of people had already reached a row of small houses.
The houses in this row all face the sun and have no doors or windows, allowing the sunlight to illuminate the faces of the prisoners.
A jailer dipped a needle in ink and gently pierced the victim's face again and again, and then wiped off the excess ink with a rough linen cloth.
"Ah! It hurts! I was wrong! Please, I was wrong, I can't bear it anymore!"
The pain of the needle tip penetrating into the flesh is still bearable.
However, the severe pain caused by wiping the needle point with linen cloth made the victim unable to bear it any longer. He twisted and struggled wildly on the table, begging for mercy in pain.
The prison guard slapped the victim in the face and scolded him coldly: "Be honest!"
"If you struggle again, you will be sent to Lord Chang'an, who will give you a tattoo!"
The torturer's struggle became stiff, and he just closed his eyes in fear, waiting for the pain to come again.
Ying Zheng's face looked a little ugly, and Mu Fu quickly quickened his pace:
"Your Majesty, please see, this is the place where yuè is executed."
Speak At this moment, a jailer was already holding a long knife and accurately cut off half of a victim's foot.
"Ah!!!"
Blood spurted out, and the victim bent over and hugged his severed foot, wailing in pain.
But the jailer was not surprised and wiped the long knife with a rag, and casually ordered: "Next!"
Looking at the bloody foot soles of the tortured person, Ying Zheng His frown deepened:
“This prisoner is bleeding profusely, will he die from bleeding?”
Mufu hurriedly explained: "Reporting to the king, we will add washed sand to the chicken blood and apply it to the incision. This will stop the bleeding a little faster."
"At the same time. The ankles of the tortured people are also tied with hemp ropes to reduce the bleeding. "
"In recent years, for every thousand people in Xianyang Prison, at most two or three people were killed or injured."
Looking at the tortured victims who were wailing in pain, Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice: "What crimes did these people commit?"
Mufu replied nervously: "I am humble and don't know."
Ying Zheng emphasized his tone: "Then go and investigate!"
Li Si took the order and left, and soon returned quickly and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the name of the tattooed man is Zhao Zhong. "
"On September 7, the eighth year, Zhao Zhong discarded garbage on the roadside, so he sentenced Taimian and Chengdan to be tortured for one month."
"The person who was executed was named Wang Bo. On September 16, 1988, he led Wang Li, Ye Niang and other five people to steal twenty money from others in the downtown area."
"Wang Bo, as the first offender, was sentenced to return the stolen property and chop off the sole of his right foot. They all cut off their left toes.”
Lu Buwei sighed with emotion: "Twenty dollars? Just twenty dollars!"
What is the concept of twenty dollars?
At this stage in the ninth year of the Qin Dynasty, the price of corn was about one stone and a hundred coins.
Twenty dollars can only buy twenty-four jins (6KG) of corn!
And just for twenty-four jins of corn, six people lost their toes and even the soles of their feet.
Lu Buwei said with emotion: "Your Majesty, I cut off five toes and half of the sole just for twenty dollars."
"This is definitely not the way to prosper!"
This For a moment, Lu Buwei suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for Ying Chengyu to invite Ying Zheng to the prison.
At least Ying Zheng can see with his own eyes the miserable appearance of these executioners.
Let Ying Zheng understand that every punishment in the Qin Code is not just a cold word, but also a strip of blood and tears of fresh life!
Ying Zheng remained silent and abruptly changed the subject: "Where is Lord Chang'an?"
Mufu quickly raised his right hand: "Your Majesty, please!"
Speed up the pace and skip those executions. There, Mu Fu led Ying Zheng into a house.
The moment he stepped through the door, Ying Zheng’s pupils shrank, as if he had seen hell!
(End of this chapter)