MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 99 Laughing to see heroes are not waiting (1)

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Officials of the Qing State can be used to take prisoners. In Kyoto, there are more places like this. From the threshold of the Kyoto government, there are as many as seven secrets in the law. The real criminals involved in the political affairs, as well as those who are extremely sinful, are often placed in the prison of the Ministry of Justice, the wall of Dali Temple, and the prison of the Supervisory Academy. This is what the people regard as an abyss, and the so-called dungeons that always appear in storytelling.

Since the completion of the supervision institute, the spy agency under the imperial emperor has played an extremely powerful and embarrassing role in the political affairs. Senior officials who have been captured are often imprisoned here. Those who are outstanding in the art are also locked for many years. In the underground, this level of prison is gradually infiltrated by the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Punishment, becoming a veritable dungeon.

Tianqiang is near the supervision center. If you go out from the main entrance of the square, you only need to turn a corner to see the two heavy iron gates. Inside the supervision institute, there is naturally a secret passage that leads directly to the Tianzhu here. It only needs to go backwards from the Dapingyuan behind the supervision institute. After passing a small gate, it can be reached directly.

No matter which direction he entered the prison of the Superintendent, the first scene he saw was a deep martyrdom. The prisoners responsible for watching the heavy criminals were underground, and the guards were extremely strict. They did not worry about the hijacking. things happen.

As the ramp went down, the air became more and more stagnate, the lights became darker and darker, and although there were good ventilation below, the decades of sultry atmosphere were mixed. It always gives birth to an inexplicable sense of horror and suffocation.

Down the ramp to the deepest, through several layers of ordinary mortuary, you will arrive at the bottom of the prison, where the guards are the most strict. Today, unlike usual, the seven officials responsible for guarding the dungeon are extremely complex, and the entire prison is full of experts outside the court.

For example, the banned army, the masters of the Dingzhou Army, such as the master of the inner court, is even more disturbing, on both sides of the road leading to the lowest level. There were four strangers wearing caps and robes, standing there indifferently.

No one knows the identity of these four people, but they can clearly detect the powerful atmosphere of the other person's body. These four people were sent by the emperor in the palace.

The stabbing Jun Qin committed Chen Pingping. At this time, he was detained at the lowest level of the prison of the Inspectorate. Perhaps even this amazing horror figure, when setting up this prison, did not expect that one day he would be shut in.

The emperor will remand Chen Pingping to the Supervisory Academy. Instead of being imprisoned in the palace, it is not placed in the wall of Dali Temple. The mind is very clear. If the Superintendent really pities his old dean and is willing to save him at all costs, then Staying in this prison can clearly see the minds of the officials in the hospital.

If there are enemies in the world, then let them get out earlier. Higher. Since the first day of his sitting on the dragon chair, he has been acting in this way, including the Dadong Mountain around three years ago. The Kyoto rebellion is all the same. This kind of self-confidence is arrogant and suspicious of a method similar to sin. It is probably only the emperor who has left this monster with two top human characters to dare to use it.

However, the Emperor did not think that the smoldering fire of the heart of the hospital was nearing death, Chen Pingping, and burned out with a finger. Therefore, the 10,000 elite troops stationed outside the supervision hospital did not come in handy. The masters who marched in the seven heavenly prisons watched vigilantly around them, and they did not find any signs of the insurgency.

The ground is wet and dark. However, there are no traces of moss on all the stone steps. It seems that the seven places of the Supervisory Hospital are very careful about this. The pale yellow special bright oil torch is burned outside the prison of the deepest prison, and it will be clear and clear like the glory of the Yellow Spring.

At the bottom, there are only two cells, which are made from the underground granite. The back of the wall is a little deep and thick, and the front of the cell is a thick subway door, which is the same as the two gates. The iron gate is not too thin.

This is the most gloomy place in Qingguo, and few people are eligible to be locked here. From the time when the supervision institute was repaired for several decades, the deepest room in the first floor of Huangquan was only closed to one person. The name of the person was Shaun, and he was shut down for decades.

Today, Chen Pingping is also locked up here.

The iron door of the cell was not closed, the fire light shone in, and all the arrangements in the cell were clearly visible. A bed, a basin of water, something, not as people imagined, only weed mouse sludge, on the contrary, this cell is extremely clean, just too clean and simple, and even can not see one only.

Chen Pingping was lying in bed, breathing slowly, her eyes closed, and her white hair ran wildly beside his face. Although the wound in the chest and abdomen has long been cured by the doctor, but the blood is too much, the old man's face turned into a pale color. His breathing seems to be extremely difficult. Every inhalation will make him look like a dry chest like an aging machine. When he struggles, his throat will sound like a broken bellows.

On the wooden bench outside the cell, four people were sitting in turn, saying ice clouds, He Zongwei, eunuchs, and doctors.

These four people will always look at the old man, to ensure that the other party will not die, to ensure that the other party will not escape, to ensure that the other party has been in the state of this semi-coma near death, until the next day, opened the dynasty, set a crime, Before the imperial city, under the gaze of the people, to accept the anger of the emperor.

The ice cloud looked pale and quietly staring at the old man on the bed, not knowing what was in his heart. He Zongwei looked at him indifferently at the side, and he was not worried in his heart. At this time, the Tianan prison of the Supervisory Academy was completely controlled by the military. Even if there were any unstable factors inside the supervision institute, but he wanted to have no leader at all. Kill the bottom layer. It is totally impossible to save Chen Pingping.

Looking at Chen Pingping's dying body, He Zongwei's brow wrinkled and felt a bit of coolness. The beginning of this incident was due to his jealousy of Fan Xian. The ending of this matter has nothing to do with him. His mind is slightly confused and confused. He does not know that he is continuing on this black hole. Going down, it will take a long time to get to the end. Even if you get to the head, will it be like the old scorpion in front of you, there is still no way to drop the whole corpse?

But He Zongwei must go on and see him from the Emperor. Let him stand at the opposite side of Fan Xian, he can no longer retreat. Therefore, he will exclaim the sound in the palace, in order to put Chen Pingping and the supervision of the court on the charge, so that he can not return to Beijing for the leisure, because Chen Pingping's cruel death. And go crazy.

All the literary generals in the Qing Dynasty, the big men are now worried about fan madness, but He Zongwei hopes that Fan is mad, if Fan is really cool, under the imperial power, he does not care about Chen Pingping’s death and supervision. The humiliation suffered by the institution, then he will still be under one person, above 10,000 people. Can not be alive.

Such a poisonous and indifferent, never swaying, is not the enemy that He Zongwei wants to face. He Zongwei only hopes that Fan Xian is a young and powerful minister who is still in the blood. He will turn down his face because of this incident, and this is the only way. Standing behind his arm, it is possible to get the glory of the world.

When he was meditating, Yan Bingyun suddenly said: "He is a college student, I don't know who the four people are outside."

He Zongwei glanced at the ice cloud and shook his head and did not answer. He knew that the other person was talking about the four wearing linen. The mysterious figure wearing a skull cap, these four people holding the imperial edict. The authority is actually higher than the banned army. It is specifically responsible for guarding Chen Pingping. No one knows where the four masters have been found in the palace. He Zongwei does not know, but he looks at the ice cloud, but his heart begins to count. Other thoughts.

At that time, the imperial court changed the blood for the court, and the seven gentlemen entered the palace. Each of them had to be careful and devotional. In addition to Qin Heng’s family rebellion, after being killed by the black-faced Jinge Jing Ge, the other six people gradually became glowing in the hall. These young ministers are undoubtedly the preparations for their future.

Among the six people, He Zongwei has the highest reputation and the highest status, and he is headed by the head. However, today, looking at the frosty face of Yan Bingyun, there are some cold and faint fears in the heart of the university.

The most fearful thing in his life is that he is good at choosing a strong camp, and is good at concealing himself. When he needs action, he is particularly arrogant. Today, Chen Pingping stabbed Jun, and Yan Bingyun was a means of doing a lot of coping in the supervision of the hospital. This fact made He Zongwei feel a bit shocked and found that this little son was originally a cool, extraordinarily cold person. And it is obvious that the other party knows more about this matter than he knows. In other words, his loyalty to this person is still on his own.

Yan Bingyun didn't notice what the famous college student was thinking. He was just quiet, his eyes looked complicated and calmly at the old man in the cell.

The old man spent his whole life thinking about the country, and spent too much effort. In addition, he used to kill and kill on the battlefield a few years ago. I don’t know how many serious injuries have been lost. These years are half-baked and bloodless. This kind of thing is added by one place. Let the first murderer of the Qing Emperor be extraordinarily fast, and now the appearance of this wrinkled silver hair is extraordinarily old, and the life of the body is almost exhausted.

Today in the Imperial Study Room, the emperor’s squatting shot, although he was under heavy blows, still controlled the strength, but that celadon cup has also cut off Chen Pingping’s interest. No need to say anything to the doctor, Yan Bingyun can also judge that the old president’s life has been exhausted. If there is no precious medicine in the palace, I am afraid that I will not wait until tomorrow to open the court. The old president will Say goodbye to this world.

As soon as I read this, there was a faint glimpse of his eyes.

At this time, Chen Pingping’s body, which had been comatose, suddenly moved, and the doctor quickly rushed forward to diagnose his veins. After a long time, Chen Pingping opened his eyes very difficult and looked around. It seems that the first thing is to confirm where he is. However, the dry lips are slightly tilted. I don’t know why, but I laughed.

Chen Pingping’s eyes are very turbid, and there is no glory. He glanced at the ice cloud and was very indifferent.

Yan Baiyun also looked at him and was also very indifferent.

I don’t know the years in the mountains, and I don’t know the years in the underground. I don’t know how long it has been, and the oil fires are still burning at life. The people who stayed in the prison for one night in the prison of the prison, after spending the most intense night, felt an uncontrollable exhaustion.

He Zongwei blinked his eyes and looked out of the window, but saw a stone wall. Only then did he think that he was laughing at the ground and wondering how many feet he was in the ground. At this time, the stone steps behind the cell were filled with footsteps. With these footsteps, the small **** of the decree came to the prison area.

He Zongwei's face was a smear, and the doctor's expression was loose. The **** who was waiting here was very tight, but the ice cloud was still expressionless. The people responsible for watching Chen Pingping knew.

The hour has finally arrived. At the end, and warmth shines on all the buildings in Kyoto. The cadres who walked out of the dungeon stood in the morning light, and each of them subconsciously narrowed their eyes, and the tension of one night, but nothing happened in the end, whether it was He Zongwei or the ice cloud, and even those who were responsible for watching the defense, I feel that my spirit is exhausted to the extreme.

He Zongwei waved his hand gently. In the forbidden army of hundreds of full-length armor, a black carriage stopped at the door of Tianzhu, and Chen Pingping, who was still lying on the stretcher, lifted it up again.

Yan Bingyun looked at the Huanghuang Imperial City over there, knowing that the dynasty had already opened. The ministers of the various ministries must have been indignant in the Taiji Temple and denounced Chen Pingping’s rebellion. The literary officials prepared for many years of crimes and finally finally There is an opportunity to put on the neck of the old black dog.

The accomplice Chen Pingping was taken out of the dungeon and headed for the road of death. The sergeants around him were nervously assigned to watch the defense. Yan Bingyun and his most esteemed supervisory department belonged to the end, and then heard a message.

The old servant who had been with Chen Pingping for decades, the old servant who drove Chen Pingping back to Beijing in a carriage, was also detained in the prison of the Supervisory House last night. At this time, he knew that he had served for decades. The master will step into the court, the old servant hit the wall and succumb to the prison, and the blood is covered with walls.

Hearing this news, Yan Bingyun’s eyes were slightly wet, but he forcibly endured, raised his face, and stopped looking at the imperial city, so as not to mix the tears of complex emotions, in front of so many people. Flowed down.

He looked up, and then saw countless rain clouds coming to nothing, quickly piled up in the sky above Kyoto, and the red days that had just begun to be covered in the back, allowing a dark cloud to cover the architectural green trees in the city.

It is another autumn rain, and it is about to fall.

(A bit of a bad feeling, or I dare not write it, I have to stop here... The chapter name appears, and the name of the chapter is saved for half a year. It is probably the only thing in this chapter that can convince myself. It will be better tomorrow. .)

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