Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

After leaving the British government, Wang Wenzuo returned home, and Cui Yunying greeted him and served him attentively.Wang Wenzuo saw what was on his wife's mind, and said with a smile, "You want to ask me about Brother Lu?"

"Actually, it's not true!" Cui Yunying lowered her head in embarrassment after her husband broke her mind.

"Hehe!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "I'll let you know! Whether Lu Shixiong can escape this time, half depends on me, and half depends on himself!"

"Why do you say that?"

"It's very simple! I met the person he offended today, and it's hard to talk!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "He should suffer a little in prison in a short time. No one can save him; if he can be a sensible person, then as long as the time comes, he will be able to see the light of day again!"

"Then Wu Minzhi doesn't even sell your face?" Cui Yunying was taken aback. Ever since she knew Wang Wenzuo, even if she encountered huge troubles, Wang Wenzuo was able to resolve them lightly. There was an illusion that her husband would never go wrong for a hundred years, but this time Wang Wenzuo frankly admitted in front of him that she was rejected, and she suddenly panicked.

"Except for the two Your Majesties, this one really doesn't need to show off anyone's face in Chang'an City!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "I really don't come to Chang'an City, I don't know the officials!"

"I really don't come to Chang'an City, I don't know about the official!" Cui Yunying repeated Wang Wenzuo's words in a murmur, and sighed: "It's really like this, sir, you didn't pay attention to the concubine. When I was in Qingzhou, I felt a The prefect of the state is a great official, but when you come to Chang'an, you can easily see a fifth-rank official, and you can't count what you say!"

"That's natural. The governor is the governor of a state. He can decide everything in the state, no matter how big or small. The officials in Chang'an City don't look at all the officials in the city of Chang'an, all of whom are dressed in purple with red belts and jade belts around their waists. They look very dignified. , but in fact nothing can be decided, it’s just a hollow glutinous rice ball!”

"Hollow glutinous rice balls! Hahahaha!" Cui Yunying couldn't help laughing when she heard Wang Wenzuo's analogy. She patted her husband's arm: "Sanlang, what you said is so vicious, you scolded all the civil and military officials in the court. What about you?" Aren't you also an official in Chang'an, could it be that you are also a hollow glutinous rice ball?"

"Of course!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Don't look at me as a third-rank and fourth-rank official now. In fact, I am not as good as I was in Baekje and in the country of Wa. In Baekje and Wa country, I gave thousands of heads to the ground, but in Chang'an , I have to be careful when I kill a dog!"

"Everyone else wants to come to Chang'an, come to Luoyang, but my husband, you want to go to Japan and Baekje!" Cui Yunying sighed: "Then tell me, how sure are you that you can get him out?"

"I don't know yet!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "It will take a few days to find out the whole story before I know, but I have already sent someone to take care of it. Lu Zhaolin should feel better in prison!"

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Guangde Square, Jingzhao Mansion Prison.

Just after the first watch, the courtyard of the prison seemed very quiet, only the sound of the night watchman's clapper came from outside the square wall from time to time.But tonight the silence was very different from the usual.Before dusk, more than a dozen Marquis Wu came to the prison, some with waist knives and some with wooden sticks, sitting in the small side room behind the gate of the prison. The room used for interrogating prisoners is always lit. Light, people keep coming and going.On weekdays, some family members of prisoners who often come to deliver dinner are from Chang’an, so those who are familiar with them can be let in and stand in the courtyard, and some can go straight to the outside of the prison cell.But tonight, food deliverers, no matter adults or children, were kept out of the gate, and the food they handed in had to be checked.

In a separate room in the backyard, the small oil lamp was festooned with light weeds, so it was very dim. With the help of the moonlight shining through the linen paper on the iron window lattice, one could see that there was a small bed, a small table, and a small lamp in the room. Stools, and a brazier on the ground.There was a person leaning against the bed and clothes, and there was no sound, as if he was asleep.After a while, the heavy shackles rattled, and the man suddenly sat up from the bed, sighed indignantly, and said through his teeth: "I never thought that I, Lu Zhaolin, would be here today!"

The sudden burst of words was so low that it could only be heard by himself.He jumped off the edge of the bed, and with a lamp poker, he pulled out the light bulbs and lengthened them.It was much brighter in the cabin.He took the iron chopsticks and moved the ashes in the basin to reveal the red charcoal, then added a few pieces of black charcoal under the red charcoal, and piled it up again.There was a red fire in the brazier, and the four rooms also felt a little warm.He paced a few steps in the small room.With every step, the shackles rattled.He didn't want to hear the sound of his fetters, so he sat down on the small chair, listened to the outer ear of the high prison wall for a while, and fell into the frenzy of chaotic thoughts again.

Lu Zhaolin has been in prison for several days. Because of his poetic name and his status as a son of a family, he is actually treated well. He is held alone, with a brazier, a bed, a table, and a stool.But what Zhou Xing said to him that night made his mind even more disturbed.After he was imprisoned, the only one who came to visit him was the slave. The slave told the story of going to Wang Wenzuo's mansion to ask for help, and secretly gave the dozens of coins to Lu Zhaolin, saying please rest assured. , General Wang Wenzuo Wang will come forward, and sooner or later you will be rescued.

The words of the house slave did not bring much hope to Lu Zhaolin. He thought that although Wang Wenzuo had a high position and authority and was quite respectable in front of the prince, he had only met him once.Moreover, the case this time is quite serious, and it even involves the struggle between the empress and the veterans of the clan. Lu Zhaolin knew that this was not a trivial matter.He had heard a lot about the Queen when he was a pawn in the Deng Palace. As long as he disobeyed this person, no matter what his background or status was, he would be put to death quickly. Involved in this kind of matter, in all likelihood, he would not be able to get away. He remembered what Zhou Xing said when he left, obviously intending to cling to and frame other people, but he didn't want to confuse his conscience, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Lu Zhaolin was turning his mind back and forth, thinking about what he should do, when he suddenly heard the iron lock on the door ring, but when he looked back, it was Wang Laowu, a skinny old man in his 50s, the old geography of Guangdefang. Yes, he has been living in the prison since his grandfather, and he knows everyone from top to bottom in the government yamen, and everyone around him calls him the fifth child.After Lu Zhaolin got the money from the slave, he gave the servant five strings to get the quilt and brazier.

"Five!"

"Hush! Keep your voice down!" Wang Laowu made a silence gesture: "Mr. Lu, someone outside asked me to pass a message to you. Someone is already trying to save you. Don't talk nonsense to give people the truth, but it will ruin things. !"

Lu Zhaolin was refreshed when he heard the words, and quickly grabbed Wang Laowu's hand: "Who asked you to pass the message? Is it King Deng or Hao Shilang?"

"Mr. Lu, don't ask me any more!" Wang Laowu waved his hand: "Anyway, he is a big man with all-hands and eyes. As long as you don't make trouble inside, you will be able to get out of here sooner or later, understand? Get it ready, you won't suffer here, well, there are a lot of eyes here, and the villain will go out first!" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and sent a cloth bag from outside, before Lu Zhaolin could ask any questions, This Wang Laowu then left.

Lu Zhaolin opened the cloth bag and found a roast goose inside. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he tore open the roast goose and ate it. After three times and five divisions, he ate everything, and then lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

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Wang Wenzuo rode through the square gate and walked towards the East Palace along the street south of Dongshi.As the actual commander of the Six Commanders of the Eastern Palace, although Wang Wenzuo has a lot of errands, but after all, his official is still the Right Guard Commander of the Eastern Palace, so he still visits the Yamen occasionally.

"Wang De, how is the matter I told you the day before yesterday?" Wang Wenzuo asked.

"Is your lord talking about taking care of the guards in the prison?" Wang De replied hastily, "I have already found someone. It is a prison head named Wang Laowu. Three generations of ancestors have been begging for food in the prison. They are very familiar with each other. The subordinate asked him to treat Lu Zhaolin better, and send some wine and meat in from time to time, and then pass on a message, telling him not to talk nonsense!"

"Okay!" Wang Wenzuo nodded in satisfaction, and asked, "Is Wang Laowu tight-lipped?"

"This old man may not be strict!" Wang De said with a smile: "But if I tell him, he must be strict with his mouth. If he is not strict, I will help him to be strict!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wang Wenzuo couldn't help laughing when he heard this. This Wang De is one of Cao Wenzong's registered disciples. He was originally a famous villain in Chang'an. Useful.

A group of people came to the East Palace. The political system in the early Tang Dynasty still retained the traces of the emperor's politics in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. Forbidden army.This is the famous Ten Commandments of the Eastern Palace, and its organizational structure corresponds to the famous sixteen guards of the Nanya Forbidden Army: the Zongwei rate on the left and right corresponds to the leading generals on the left and right of the Nanya; The method corresponds to the left and right Jinwu generals in Nanya.The rate of the left and right prison gates, in charge of all gates, corresponds to the generals of the left and right prison gates; the left and right internal rate, leads the East Palace Qianniu to prepare and serve, corresponds to the general Qianniu; Lead the armies.

Among the ten rates, the left and right prison gate rate and the left and right internal rate are composed of Yuan Cong heroes and Menyin children, and the remaining left and right Zongwei rate, left and right Yuhou rate, and left and right guard rate are composed of government soldiers. When he was a soldier, his commander was about 1 soldiers, and at the same time there were about [-] to [-] soldiers, so there is a saying that the East Palace has six rates.In other words, there are about [-] to [-] troops directly in Chang'an under the command of the Prince of the Eastern Palace. Of course, it is impossible for such a large number of troops to be all around the Eastern Palace.

"Refer to the right guard rate for a humble job!"

"Let's all be free!" Wang Wenzuo looked at the dozens of generals in bright armor and bowing in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction. Many of these people are children of heroes. It's passable, but it saves my own strength.

"I was ordered by the crown prince to lead all the officials in the Eastern Palace. I am so terrified that I don't expect much talent! You are the heart of the country, and you must serve loyally so that you can live up to your favor!"

"Yes!" The crowd responded in unison.

"Then let's count the number of each army first!" Wang Wenzuo said: "Let's start with my subordinate army first!"

As soon as Wang Wenzuo finished speaking, there was silence in the room. He seemed to feel a strange atmosphere. He thought his accent was too strong and his subordinates were all from Chang'an, so they couldn't hear clearly, so he repeated: "First count the soldiers led by the right guard of the Eastern Palace. The number of people, and then the left guard rate, the left and right Zongwei rate, and the left and right Yuhou rate! The left and right guard rates and the left and right internal rates will be counted tomorrow!"

"General!" An officer walked out of the ranks, bowed his head and pleaded guilty: "You Wei can't count today!"

"Unable to count?" Wang Wenzuo's eyebrows frowned: "What do you mean? Didn't I send someone to tell you in advance? Today we will count all the troops. Didn't you receive the news?"

"No!" The officer bowed his head and said, "The humble officer has received the news, but the soldiers are currently on another assignment, so they cannot be counted!"

"Another order?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned: "What order? Who gave the order? Why don't I know?"

"No, it's an order from the Ministry of Industry!" The officer replied, "It says that there is a project to be built, and 500 people have to be borrowed to go, and it will take seven or eight days to release them!"

"500 people? The project needs to be built?" Wang Wenzuo frowned. He also heard that in the middle of Beijing, soldiers from all over the country were often taken to serve hard labor as free labor, but he didn't expect it to fall on his head. Come on, although I am very upset, but I can only suppress the anger in my heart, after all, I can't quarrel with the officials just after taking office, right?
"You go back first! Wait for the people to come back before counting!"

"As ordered! Thank you, General!" The officer hastily retreated to the ranks.

"What about the left guard rate?" Wang Wenzuo asked, "Can we check it now?"

"Damn the humble job, Zuo Wei was borrowed 300 people by the Ministry of Industry!"

"Okay? What about Yu Houwei? Are you also borrowed?"

In this way, Wang Wenzuo questioned the past one by one, and finally he was surprised to find that among the ten rates under his command, except for the left and right guard rate and the left and right inner rate composed of heroes and disciples, the other six rates were more or less At least some of them were borrowed free labor. There were as many as 800 people, and as few as 200 people. The total number was about [-].

After all the officers retreated, Wang Wenzuo could no longer hold back the anger in his chest, and cursed: "What do these bastards think of this place? Is it a free labor camp? These are the elite soldiers of the Eastern Palace, the prince's personal guard!"

"Sanlang, keep your voice down! Otherwise it's not good for the outside to hear!" Cui Hongdu whispered.

"Keep your voice down!" Wang Wenzuo blushed angrily, "Your Majesty asked me to take stock of the military affairs in the mansion, and I wanted to be more careful. Who knew that the walls of the Eastern Palace had been hollowed out!"