Qiang Jin Jiu - Chap 2
The lights were dim in the prison, and Shen Zechuan’s hands and feet became cold, and he could not breathe any more. The twine was tightly tied, and he kept rubbing his wrists, but to no avail.
The soil bag squeezed his chest, as if he was thrown into a deep pool, his ears were buzzing, his nose was disordered, and he couldn’t breathe like a drowning.
Shen Zechuan rolled his eyes and stared at the candlelight outside the railing.
Several Jin Yiweis in the hall were eating wine, screaming with fists and drinking, and had no time to look back at Shen Zechuan. Shen Zechuan was nailed to the rough straw mat by the soil bag, and the suffocating nausea buried him like a flood.
Her eyes were faint, and Shen Zechuan raised his head and raised his feet with his teeth. Both legs were nearly numb by the cane, and at this moment they seemed to be unconscious. He stepped on the left corner of the wooden bed, where it was rotten by worms, and the first day he was sitting a little broken.
Breathing is getting harder.
Shen Zechuan kicked that corner and tried his best to bow down. But his legs and feet were weak, and he didn’t even make a sound, and the bedboard remained motionless. Cold sweat dripped hard, and the clothes behind were soaked.
He wants to live.
Shen Zechuan whimpered frantically in his throat. He bit his tongue, and rubbed his foot against the floor.
Ji Mu’s immature body was a horse whip pumping him for survival, and his ears seemed to echo Ji Mu’s voice.
He wants to live!
Shen Zechuan hit the wooden board fiercely, and finally heard a “thump”. The bed was slumped in half, the body was sunken, and the soil bag rolled down. He emerged as if breaking through the water, and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
The ground was cold. Shen Zechuan’s injured leg didn’t listen to him. He supported his elbow and sweat dripped down the bridge of his nose. It was cold in prison, but he felt that his whole body was burning, so hot that his internal organs were rolling, and finally he could not help lowering his head and retching.
Shen Wei **** it.
Zhongbo has 120,000 soldiers and horses, and it is divided into six states. After the Chashihe soldiers were defeated, the sand cavalry invaded the front line of Dunzhou. As the interrogator said, there was still a chance for recovery at that time. Shen Wei not only had strong troops and strong horses, but also had ample grain and grass, and the defense forces in the three cities of Duanzhou were available for deployment. However, he unexpectedly left Duanzhou, and flinched back to the royal palace of Dunzhou.
This hideout became the beginning of the fall of Zhongbo. The three cities of Duanzhou were slaughtered by the Biansha cavalry. The morale of the defending troops fell and they hurried south. Everyone thought that the Shen Wei would fight twelve in Bengsha in Dunzhou. Smelling the wind again and fled.
The Chinese Boss Army was losing ground. The Biansha Cavalry, like a sharp-edged steel knife, almost penetrated the entire territory of Liuzhou. They came by horses and came out lightly, and they chased all the way to the capital of the Great King Zhou City 800 miles away by relying on war.
If Shen Wei was able to burn the granary in the city during the retreat and implement a clear wall, then the Biansha Cavalry would definitely not be able to go so far. Because they were not heavy, they relied entirely on the grain in the city they captured. Once the grain in the city was burned, even the sturdy frontier cavalry would be hungry.
There is no way to continue fighting when you are hungry. At that time, the North Rail Riding Club will cross the glaciers to block the retreat of Twelve Sands from the top. Qidong Five County Defense Forces will be killed by Tianfei. The direction that Twelve Sands can escape. These scimitars are the stubborn ones, and they will never survive winter.
But Shen Wei didn’t do that.
Not only did he give up the resistance, he also left all the granaries in the city to the Biansha Cavalry. The Biansha cavalry relied on the food of the Da Zhou people and slaughtered the Da Zhou people’s city. Their horses were sturdy and fat by Shen Wei. They drove the people and captured sergeants in Chashihe and killed them all overnight.
Shen Zechuan escaped from the dead.
Li Du now needs to clear his books. All the orders before Shen Sanjian seem to be extra hasty. He really seems to be in harmony with the Twelve Departments of Biansha. However, Shen Wei feared crimes, burned himself with a fire, and even destroyed all the paperwork, even the Jin Yiwei, who was working extremely hard at the moment, was helpless.
The emperor must find out that they can only constantly interrogate Shen Zechuan, who may know. However, Shen Zechuan’s biological mother was Duanzhou Maiko. There were too many sons in Shen Wei. He ranked eighth and couldn’t make it up and down. I remember having such a son.
Someone wants to kill him.
This is not a secret, he entered into the capital to accept it for his father. He is the only remnant of the Shen family in Zhongbo. His father paid the debts. After the interrogation of the prison, the emperor will use his life to sacrifice the 30,000 sergeants killed in the Chashihe battle in Zhongbo Dunzhou.
But that should not be such an assassination.
Shen Zechuan wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb, and swept his blood away from his mouth.
If Shen Wei is indeed a hostile outsider who wants to rebel, then Shen Zechuan will die sooner or later. Why should he do more to assassinate his unnamed sister-in-law? There are still people in the capital worrying about interrogation. If this is the case, then Shen Weibing’s defeat must be strange.
Shen Zechuan knew nothing.
He has a master in Duanzhou, and his brother is his only son Ji Mu. To him, Shen Wei is only King of Lite-On, it has nothing to do with him. Whether Shen Wei had any rivals or not, he didn’t know at all.
But he must have killed him.
The cold cheekbones on the ground, Shen Zechuan was lying on his face like this, but was frozen more sober than during the day. He was a recidivist of Jin Yiwei Qinti. All the arrested tickets, imprisoned driving placards, and fine emblem approvals were all transmitted from the top, directly bringing him from the hand of Li Jibei, Xiao Jiming, into jail, and even bypassing the Third Division Review.
This has shown the emperor’s determination not to tolerate, but to investigate thoroughly. But who is so brave, under such circumstances, he still has to take risks and want to kill the emperor before his trial?
The cold wind still roared in the window, and Shen Zechuan rolled his eyes, staring at the wall in the dark, and didn’t dare to close his eyes.
The next day it was slightly cold, and Shen Zechuan was reintroduced into the lobby. The snowstorm outside the door was huge, and the interrogator who was cold in the face a few days ago was smiling and holding tea with both hands, waiting respectfully on the side of the teacher’s chair.
On that seat was an old nephew with no need to wear a white hat, wearing a crane hat, wearing a calabash jingbuzi, and the jacket had not been untied. He was holding a delicate plum blossom to warm his hands. He listened to the movement before he opened his eyes and looked at Shen Zechuan.
“Godfather,” Ji Lei bent to interrogate these days, said, “This is the remnant of King Jianxing Shen Wei.”
Pan Rugui looked at Shen Zechuan and said, “How did you get this look?”
Ji Lei knew to himself that Pan Rugui was not asking how Shen Zechuan was dirty, but that he hadn’t tried it out yet.
Ji Lei soaked in his forehead, and he did not dare to wipe, only maintaining the motion of bending over, saying, “Shuizi is ignorant and ignorant. When he brought it back from Zhongbo, he was unconscious, and did not know who was instructed, and he refused to explain.”
“The emperor wanted Chint to repeat the crime.” Pan Rugui did not pick up the tea. “A 15-year-old child went to the famous jail cell, and you were tried by Master Ji, but you can’t present a confession.”
Ji Lei served tea and smiled bitterly: “Because it was Kintti’s recidivism, he did not dare to arbitrarily punish him. When he arrived, he was already suffering from the cold, and if none of them mattered, Shen Wei’s case would be unsolved.”
Pan Rugui looked at Shen Zechuan for a while and said, “We are all dogs under the constellation of Master. If the teeth are not so sharp, it is useless to keep them. Knowing you have difficulties, but this is all your business. Now the emperor wants to see people. This is a sympathy for you Jinyiwei, how can you complain again. ”
Ji Lei hurried to worship and said, “Godfather said very much that his son was taught.”
Pan Rugui said with a “hmm” in his nose, “Clean him up. It’s so dirty, how can he face it?”
Shen Zechuan was brought down for cleaning by the miscellaneous staff. His leg wounds were simply bandaged and put on clean cotton clothes. He was at the mercy of man, and he had trouble walking, and it took some effort to board the carriage.
Pan Rugui finally took Ji Lei’s tea and stared at the back of Shen Zechuan, saying, “This is really the remnant of the Shen family?”
Ji Lei said: “Exactly. He is the only living person in Chashi Tiankeng, who was held by Li Shibei in person and kept in a prisoner riding from Beitie. He was never touched by others in the middle.”
Pan Rugui sipped cold tea, and half a moment later he said with a smile, “Xiao Shizi is a cautious person.”
Shen Zechuan got out of the carriage and was carried by Jin Yiwei for a long distance. The goose feather snow blew on his face, and the inner guides of the approach all walked without any nonsense.
When Pan Rugui arrived in front of Mingli Hall, the eunuchs waiting under the eaves immediately greeted him. He untied the clothes for Pan Rugui first, changed his cover, and then took over Pan Rugui’s warm hands. The transmission has been completed. Pan Rugui nodded his head by the door and said, “The emperor, the slaves brought people.”
After a while, a low voice came out: “Bring in.”
With a short breath, Shen Zechuan had been put in. The incense burned inside, but it was not sultry. He coughed intermittently, and Yu Guang swept to the sides of the hall.
Emperor Xiande was dressed in a stone robe and had bones on his back. He was frail, and he continued to be ill for three years. Sitting on the chair at this time, Rong Chang’s face was particularly beautiful because of lack of blood.
“Ji Lei tried for a few days.” Emperor Xian De squinted and knelt behind him, “Is it clear?”
Ji Lei bowed his head and said, “Return to the Emperor, this speech is full of loopholes and loopholes. The offerings in these days are contradictory and unreliable.”
Emperor Xiande said, “Submit what he offers.”
Ji Lei took out the packed confession from his arms and handed it to Pan Rugui with both hands. Pan Rugui stepped forward again and offered his respect to Emperor Xiande.
Emperor Xiande looked at it and coughed his lips when he came to Chashi Tiankeng. He didn’t want Pan Rugui to wipe, and he wiped off the blood between his lips with a handkerchief, and Shen said, “Thirty thousand sergeants were killed in the sky, Shen Wei was immortal, and the gods were angry!”
Shen Zechuan closed his eyes, his chest beating rapidly. Sure enough, the next moment I heard Emperor Xiande said.
“Look up!”
Shen Zechuan breathed slightly, and the palms on the ground were cold. He slowly raised his head, his eyes falling cautiously on Emperor Xiande’s boots.
Emperor Xiande looked at him and asked, “You are the son of Shen Wei and the only living person in Chashi Tiankeng. What do you want to explain?”
Shen Zechuan’s eyes became red, and he shuddered slightly, not crying.
Emperor Xiande’s expression remained unchanged and he said, “Hui’s words!”
Shen Zechuan raised his eyes suddenly, the tears in his eyes had dripped, dripping down that cheek. He lifted his forehead for just a moment, and then forcibly pressed his forehead to the ground again, shaking his shoulders and arms, and the choking sound in his throat followed.
“The emperor … the emperor! My father is a country of heart, but he was ashamed of his country after his defeat, and he saw his elders in the face of shamelessly.
Emperor Xiande reprimanded: “You’re talking! If he is dedicated to the country, how can he retreat?”
Shen Zechuan cried hoarsely: “My father sent his son to the battlefield as much as possible, and my elder brother Shen Zhouji was tortured to death by a sand man dragged behind a horse in Chashi Guandao! If not for all faithfulness, how can this be achieved?”
Emperor Xiande said, “How dare you bring up the Tea Stone War? Shen Zhouji escaped without a fight, and his crimes are unforgivable.”
Shen Zechuan looked up at Emperor Xiande, his tears were like rain, and hissing, “His blood flowed into the chashi river. My elder brother was faint and incompetent, but he also kept for three days. The military situation passed Qidong and Libei within three days. Without these three days … ”
He choked so hard he couldn’t keep talking.
Emperor Xiande looked at the confession in his hand. He didn’t hear him in the hall, only Shen Zechuan’s sobbing. In this extremely long silence, Shen Zechuan’s fingertips have been pricked into the flesh.
Emperor Xiande suddenly sighed and said, “Shen Wei has been a rival?”
Shen Zechuan resolutely replied: “Never.”
Unexpectedly, Emperor Xiande set aside his confession, his voice suddenly cold, and said, “The cunning son is cunning, intending to deceive the monarch, and you must not be left! Pan Rugui, drag him down and become a scepter at the end!”
“Slaves obey the order!” Pan Rugui immediately took the order and bowed back.
Shen Zechuan was like a bowl of cold water, and suddenly he was cold. He suddenly struggled, but was completely covered by Jin Yiwei, dragged out of Minglitang quickly.
