Daming primary school students

Chapter 346
Anyone who is familiar with Ming history knows that in the Ming Dynasty, a minister who spoke out and was beaten by the court rod was a matter of honor.

Especially in the later stage, it became more and more perverted, and there were people who deliberately deceived the imperial staff.

The reason why Feng En in history was so famous at that time was because his operation was stronger than that of hitting the court rod. After committing Yan Jin's remonstrance, he was sentenced to death by judicial procedures.

If it is said that being beaten by the royal staff is considered a diamond-level Qingliu player, then how come he must be a king if he is sentenced to death?
That's why Feng En was famous at that time and achieved the title of Four Iron Censors.

Of course, Qin Dewei knew about the above period of history. At this time, he was standing outside the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, waiting for Feng En to be escorted out.

It didn't take long to see Master Feng wearing tattered prison clothes, getting out of the narrow prison door, and bathing in the long-lost sunshine.

Although the spring sun was not strong, it still made Feng En's eyes a little uncomfortable, and he squinted subconsciously.

When he could see the people around him clearly, he found a familiar figure in front of him, so he asked in surprise, "Can I send you off from here?"

Qin Dewei replied lightly: "I didn't come to see you off, but went with you. Today I will defend you on your behalf."

They are so familiar, Master Feng knows Qin Dewei very well.

When Qin Dewei seems to be jumping and falling short, it is often the time when he is more confident, but today Qin Dewei is a little calm.

So Master Feng couldn't help but asked, "Why do I feel that you feel guilty?"

Qin Dewei sighed, and opened his mouth to chant: "The other millet is lili, the seedling of the other millet. The walking is sluggish, and the center is shaking."

These are all from the Book of Songs, and Feng En continued the following lines in confusion: "Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want?"

At this moment, Qin Dewei's mood was indeed like this.

In order for Master Feng not to be sentenced to death, Qin Dewei must work hard today.

But if Master Feng didn't have the aura of death penalty, he would lose the opportunity to be famous in the world and history.

Sighing again, Qin Dewei recited the last two lines of this poem: "Yuyou Cangtian, who is this!"

When the atmosphere was in place, Master Feng's face collapsed. Is he going to die?
As a seven-year veteran politician, of course, Master Feng knew that many cases had already been resolved before the verdict. Could it be that he had already been given up?

Qin Dewei suddenly felt that the two men were too stupid to read the Book of Songs here, pointed to the outside, and said concisely: "Let's go."

Are there so few words?Master Feng was secretly sad, and stretched out his hand to press Qin Dewei's shoulder, without saying anything.

Presumably Qin Dewei came here to see himself for the last time.

At this moment, more than a dozen people gathered outside the gate of the Criminal Department, and these were the ones who really came to see him off.

This is normal, after all, Master Feng also has social circles of the same age, fellow countrymen, and bedmates, so there will always be people coming.

Jia Yingchun, doctor of the Ministry of Punishment, Zhao Wenhua, chief secretary, and Zhao Chun, chief prison officer, escorted Feng En out with some jailers. They were going through the west city to the right gate of Chang'an.

Although the time was a bit tight, Feng En still stopped and greeted the friends at the entrance of the criminal department.

Someone said to Qin Dewei: "Did Qin Sheng write anything for Feng Jun?"

Qin Dewei shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Prison chief Zhao Chun said: "Let's write some, Feng Jun loves Qin Sheng's poems very much. When I was in prison, I often stared at the words you left on the wall."

In order to heighten the atmosphere, Qin Dewei took up a song in his mouth and said: "If you have it, let me present a five-character song to Feng Jun.

The poem says, sing Yanshi generously, and be a prisoner of Chu calmly.Leading the knife into a fast, pays off the good man! "

Everyone cheered and said: "Good! Have a heroic spirit!"

Master Feng suppressed his tears, secretly sad.Fast?head?Qin Dewei has started to read Jue Ming Shi, is he really about to die?
Qin Dewei glanced at the depressed and completely uncooperative Master Feng, and was very dissatisfied.

Everyone is trying their best to help Mr. Feng to build momentum for you. Who are you showing your frown?Do you understand?

Lao Tzu’s stuff at the bottom of the box was originally planned to be used by myself when the opportunity arises, but I gave it to you. Is this your attitude?

Probably everyone also felt that the atmosphere was not warm enough, maybe the five-character quatrains were too short and weak, someone suggested: "One more song!"

Qin Dewei cursed secretly, originally there was still a strong head, and he planned to use it when crossing the streets, or when he walked to the right gate of Chang'an, but he had to move it here ahead of time.

Staring fiercely at Master Feng, who wasted his talent, Qin Dewei sang with emotion:

"When you are born, you are the Chinese, and when you die, you are the Great Ming. An inch of pill is the most important, and seven feet is the lightest!
Weibi Wenshan is here, and it is also in Yanjing. The hometown of Huang Guan is not the heart of the king!
The majesty of the king turns into a thunderstorm, and the spirit of the king turns into a sun star!
It is still enough to stay in the outline, and it is often worshiped in ten thousand years, and the festival is righteous in Qianling! "

The atmosphere finally turned to a climax, and everyone once again burst into applause: "I would like to sing for Feng Jun!"

Master Feng finally couldn't listen anymore, in front of him who is about to die, just live, die, and soul, okay?
Who are these horse riders? They are about to die, but they only know how to sing poems and applaud here!
Without looking back, he shook off the crowd who came to see him off, and strode towards the street with great strides.

Qin Dewei hurriedly explained a few words to everyone: "Feng Jun may be too excited. I usually don't pay him much, but today so much all of a sudden may have a big impact on him."

Then he trotted after the Ministry of Justice and Feng En and his party, and complained to Master Feng from behind: "Today is your big day, cheer up!"

Feng En didn't want to talk, so he just bowed his head and walked quickly, throwing the back of Qin Dewei's head.

Passing through the west city, the group came to the right door of Chang'an, and stopped again. There were procedures to enter the door. After all, there were criminals and jailers, so they couldn't come in and out casually.

Sang Qiao, the supervisory censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, was waiting here. He was in charge of bringing Qin Dewei in with the certificate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate's customs defense under the order of Wang Tingxiang.

There were many officials passing by outside the right gate of Chang'an. When they saw the Ministry of Punishments and the group, they all stopped to watch.

Feng En's old mother Wu also came, standing across the street, looking at her son.

Thinking of his mother's white-haired man giving him a black-haired man, and thinking that he would no longer be able to support his mother in the future, Feng En couldn't help but burst into tears, and kowtowed in her direction frequently.

Seeing this scene, a poetry writer with indescribable emotion began to chant:
"It's strange that you are worried and anxious, and the cloud forest blocks the wind. People pass on resistance and sparseness, and whoever sees the book is empty again.

The grace of ten thousand deaths is heavy, and the matter of survival is also fair.Sad old relatives, staring at the east of the five lakes. "

After Qin Dewei finished singing, he nodded in satisfaction. He had already thought about it, and he wanted to give Master Feng some more poems to make up for it.

Those who stepped on the horse were dead and alive, and those who stepped on the horse were in front of the old mother. Master Feng felt that his heart was about to break.

"Enough is enough!" Feng En yelled to Qin Dewei: "I never thought that you, Qin Dewei, would be so ruthless, so cold-blooded, and so vexatious!"

Qin Dewei was stunned, and responded subconsciously: "Where are you ruthless, cold-blooded, and unreasonable?"

Master Feng said angrily: "Where are you not ruthless, where are you not cold-blooded, and where are you not making trouble for no reason?"

Who is making trouble for no reason today?Qin Dewei retorted: "No matter how ruthless, cold-blooded, and unreasonable I am, I will not be more ruthless, cold-blooded, and unreasonable than you!"

Master Feng: "."

I can't continue, what should I do?
Those who ride horses shouldn't quarrel with Qin Dewei!At this time, will it be too noisy and frantic to get started?
　I don't have time to refine it in order to catch up with the monthly pass update. There are more tonight, so keep voting! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)