Lu Ming

Chapter 701 The Daily Life of the Northern Trio ([-])

"Clap, clap."

The dark corridor, the rhythmic leather boots, and the dark reverberation, seem like a green ghost walking at night.

As if after a long period of time, the sound of leather boots from far to near finally stopped in front of a door.

"Is it this one?"

"Yes."

"Open."

The next moment, the sound of keys rattling, the sound of unlocking the lock, and the creaking of the door leaf sounded continuously.

In the end, there was a cold shout: "Wu Fazheng, interrogation."

However, Wu Fazheng, who was sitting upright on the plank bed, was already prepared: the guard appeared at the wrong time, and now is not the time to serve meals.In addition, apart from the on-duty guards, there was another... presumably the interrogation.

With this judgment, Young Master Wu, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up, washed his face with clean water in the bucket, then carefully put on the green shirt that represented his status, and tied his loose hair with a cloth rope. When everything was done, the guard just took out the key and opened the door.

The environment changes a person enormously.After staying in the dark cage for less than a month, Wu Fazheng had memorized the footsteps of all the guards.

Stepping onto the green brick corridor with floating lamps and shadows, Wu Fazheng's expression is different from what he imagined, but it is relaxed with a little longing.

People who have not tried this taste cannot understand this mentality.In fact, regardless of ancient or modern times, any prisoner who can survive solitary confinement belongs to the hard-core faction with strong nerves and is entitled to be called a hero.Ordinary people are imprisoned like this, and after a long time, they will become crazy and stupid.

So, he just wants to talk to someone now.As for what to say, whatever, it doesn't matter.

Following the guards through several iron gates, they walked all the way to the end of the green brick passage.Putting the screams that wafted into his ears from time to time behind him, Wu Fazheng stepped onto the brick spiral staircase and finally landed on the ground.

On the first floor, there are also long corridors and rooms on both sides.The difference is that here, you can see the sunlight coming in through the glass windows everywhere.

Sunshine is very important, because Wu Fazheng hasn't seen it for a long time.

However, in the headquarters of the intelligence station, sunshine is always a luxury.Young Master Wu, who had not had time to enjoy the sunshine, was escorted into the seventh interrogation room as soon as he spoke.

Room [-] is an interrogation room newly built last year.The configuration here is not much different from other rooms, they are all in cool colors with interrogation tables and chairs.The only difference is that there is a mirror the size of a computer desktop on the wall of Room Seven.

After Young Master Wu entered the door, he saw the two sitting opposite him, and knew that he was about to go to court.

In court, we have to talk and chat.Young Master Wu, who was in a good mood, not only took the time to look around, but also straightened his hair in front of the silver mirror on the wall. He was quite romantic, and he almost shouted that I am Mount Emei.

Sitting obediently on the tiger chair, while cooperating with the guards to lock his arms with iron buckles, Wu Fazheng looked at the interrogator opposite him calmly.

The person presiding over the interrogation today is none other than Huo Gui, an old acquaintance of Young Master Wu, a senior agent of Tianjin Station.

At this moment, Huo Gui is no longer the guy who wears coarse short brown cloth and a white cloth apron around his waist.I saw him wearing a new style of sky blue military uniform with a small lapel for the intelligence department, a big cap, a shiny national emblem, and a colorful badge of qualifications on his chest. He looked like an imperial elite template.

At this moment, across a table, Huo Gui was observing Young Master Wu with great interest.

At first glance, with the torn green shirt and messy hairstyle, Young Master Wu seems to have not changed much from when he came.

However, there are still changes in the end: pale complexion, and faint scars on his face. This is the commemoration left by his colleagues for the young master during the first trial.

At that time, the Interrogation Section focused on the subject of interrogation, who was the escort monk who was escorted by the same car with Wu Fazheng.

As for Wu Fazheng, since the information had just been submitted and there was no reply, he was thrown into a private room after being interrogated hastily for a few sentences, and has been hanging out until today.

In the short period of the first confrontation, Young Master Wu also put on airs as a scholar because he didn't understand the power of the dictatorship's iron fist, which resulted in several slaps on the face, which have not completely subsided to this day.

After recalling the cause and effect, and observing carefully, Huo Gui suddenly changed his face and broke the silence in the room with a smile: "Young master, you are in good spirits!"

To Huogui's surprise, Wu Fazheng's eyes were clear at this moment, and instead he said politely: "We are each other. Brother Huo is well dressed, and I think he has been promoted, congratulations!"

"Oh, that's right, this is out of cultivation." Huo Gui raised his thumb in surprise, and turned his head to signal the colleague next to him to start recording: "Then let's officially start."

"Name."

"age."

"Native place"

After a few routine questions, Huogui felt that the other party was cooperative this time, so he asked the topic: "Then, let's talk about the business situation of Yixinlong Commercial Bank outside the customs."

Wu Fazheng smiled slightly when he heard the words, and then picked up what he knew in a very flat manner, and said a few words.

After listening to this well-known content of Dalu, Huogui's question was immediately raised: "Very well, let's talk about the business relationship between Yixinlong and Jianlu."

"It's all normal business."

Young Master Wu put down his arrogance, and his IQ had re-occupied the high ground at this time, so he finally started to fight back after saying a word: "On this matter, there is still one thing that the students don't know. I am the official of the Ming Dynasty who conferred the title of scholar. Your honor In this way, who is following the king's law to judge talents?"

"Thinking of the ten-month weather, your Lord Cao hasn't pulled up the flag yet, right? Even if you change all your clothes, you're still wearing the official hat of the Great Ming Soldier, right?"

Speaking of this, Wu Xiucai sneered: "With the sword of the later dynasty? To kill the scholar of the current dynasty? I'm afraid this is not appropriate?"

"Shaodong's family is indeed one of the five talents in Jinzhong. I'm afraid Dou E won't be wronged by you for this set of tricks!"

It is not surprising that Wu Fazheng's words are so expensive.It has been a long time since Tianjin Station was established, and he has seen many such routine cross-examinations.

"Friendly reminder, the monk's place has already been examined." Reaching out to pick up the cigarette case on the table, he took out a real-estate tulip and lit it, and after taking a deep breath of smoke, Huogui said leisurely: "Then we Let’s talk about the Great Ming King’s law first.”

"Since the Ming Dynasty, although the imperial court has repeatedly opened border markets, ironware, salt, and grain are all prohibited. Young master, you have learned a lot, you don't know about these things, do you?"

Having said that, Huo Gui raised his arm and stopped Wu Fazheng from opening his mouth: "I know you want to say that the border market is under the supervision of the border army, and Shanxi merchants trade goods to Mongolian friends according to the imperial court's permission. For example, Tummet?."

"Humph."

Huogui stared at Wu Fazheng playfully, and said word by word: "The military uniforms of the frontier are Mongols, the Jin merchants also pretend to be Mongols, and the later Jin people pretend to be Mongols. Your routine has long been Everyone in the world knows it, even Emperor Chongzhen in the palace knows it and still thinks he is flawless?"

When Huo Gui said this, he finally changed his face: "Wu Fazheng, even according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, what crime should Yi Xinlong deserve?"

Huo Gui's words made Wu Fazheng stutter and couldn't find a reason to refute.In this situation, everyone is opening the skylight to speak out, so what is the point of sophistry.In the end, he had no choice but to murmur in a low voice: "Even if that's the case, your chief soldier can't take care of the affairs of Xuanfu!"

"It's a joke! Fake horse market trade, spying on the truth. Even stealing arms and leaking military information, it is really a profitless person in China."

Huo Gui slapped the table hard: "Wu Fazheng, you should know that above you, a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, there is another title, 'Han people', and a country called 'China'!"

Take a look at the ten-thousand-mile wall in Jin's border, it was built by your ancestors!Throughout the history, throughout the dynasties, which Han Dynasty did not treat foreign captives like tigers and wolves, prohibiting salt and iron and rejecting them?
"Don't talk about the jurisdiction of later dynasties here. Wu Fazheng, tell yourself, Tang Zong, Song Zu, Qin Huang, Han Wu, which one of the previous dynasties should you replace, what you Yi Xinlong did, can't be regarded as a crime of copying one's family and exterminating one's family? "

Sweat finally seeped from Wu Fazheng's pale face at this moment.

There was complexity in his eyes, and he struggled for a long time. In the end, he sighed dejectedly: "Forget it, I was born at an untimely time, and I deserved to suffer this disaster. You all asked clearly about the monk, the slave spy, and even asked me what to do." what?"

"That also needs to be confirmed by each other."

Seeing that the other party gave up resistance, Huo Gui started the interrogation process again.

This time, Wu Fazheng didn't hide anything anymore, and told what he knew about Yixinlong's long-term supply of strategic materials such as food and iron to the Mongolian tribe and even the Houjin tribe.

But after all, he is not the specific person who handles it, so this is just a rough idea, and the specific situation is not clear.

However, this known information was not Huo Gui's purpose in the first place.

The next moment, Huo Gui finally asked the key point of today: "Tell me about your book "Journey to the Southern Regions."

Wu Fazheng gave a wry smile when he heard the words: "I knew that today's catastrophe was caused by the manuscript!"

"It's good to know, let's talk about it."

"What else are you talking about? Isn't everything you saw and heard all the way south written clearly on it?"

"Tell me, will this manuscript eventually appear on Huang Taiji's desk?"

Wu Fazheng fell silent suddenly.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head: "Probably not."

"About? Your manuscript has been written according to intelligence standards. I don't believe you now that you don't plan to dedicate it to Huang Taiji, and I guess you don't believe it either."

"Brother Huo, you guessed it right. My manuscript was originally intended to be handed over to Hou Jin by the caravan."

"Oh, hehe, what happened next?"

"I regretted it later!"

At this moment, Wu Fazheng was about to shed tears: "On the way back by sea boat, I changed my mind. I originally planned to have a long talk with my father after I got back, so that the family would change course. At any rate, I would have to talk to your commander-in-chief again." Make a bet, and you can't die with a deposit."

When Wu Fazheng said this, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Oh, you won't believe what I'm saying now. Come on, come on, one wrong step, one wrong step."

"Hahaha who said I don't believe it."

Suddenly, from behind the silver mirror on the wall, there was a loud laugh.

Soon, a series of footsteps sounded, and then the door was pushed open, and a group of people walked in.

"salute."

The first one to react and stand up to salute was Huo Gui.

Wu Fazheng, who was astonished, watched a tall and thin man come over, patted his shoulders twice, and said to him with a smile: "Young man, believe it or not, I have heard that the person who told you just now is better than the person you have known all your life." How much do you want?"

(End of this chapter)