Saving the Ming Dynasty: I can exchange bodies with Chongzhen

Chapter 50 I want to take the imperial examination, I want to go to Beijing

"Don't worry about this little thing, Eunuch Wang." Gao Yushun nodded and said, "I'll go prepare a cloth bag to press myself down."

The so-called "bag pressing the body" means filling a cloth sack with soil and then pressing the bag on the prisoner while he sleeps.

Due to the enormous pressure, the prisoner can only breathe out but not in. After a long time, he will slowly suffocate to death, and no trace will be left. There is no air in the prisoner's chest and he cannot shout, so it is difficult to detect when he is committing a crime.

It will take at most one or two nights for the person to be exhausted.

Can't find out yet.

Wang Chengen looked at him and said, "Your Majesty, let me give you an oral instruction. I may send some people over in the near future."

"The eunuchs are always ready!" Gao Yushun's eyes suddenly lit up.

The reason why the imperial prison of the Ming Dynasty was so terrifying was not that few people could get out of it, but that in there you could not die when you wanted to, and you could not live when you wanted to.

For example, some famous punishments such as playing the pipa, washing, and hooking intestines...

Playing the pipa, the person being punished is tied to a wooden stake with his upper body exposed. The torturer holds a sharp knife or dagger and cuts the flesh repeatedly from top to bottom and then from bottom to top.

After washing, the prisoner was tied to a special bed, and then the executioner poured boiling water on the prisoner. Then he immediately used an iron brush to vigorously scrub the prisoner's skin!
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Under this kind of torture, anyone who is tortured will die, not to mention that there are countless cockroaches and rats in the imperial prison, and the wounds will rot and become inflamed. At most, one will just have to endure for a few more years.

"Goodbye, Eunuch Wang!" Since Gao Yushun was promoted to the position of the emperor, he has called back all the experts who are good at the jobs in the imperial prison.

After Wang Chengen left, Gao Yushun clenched his fists and said, "Your Majesty must work hard to govern the country. I must also be prepared!"

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Prince Xiang's Mansion.

It was already the You hour, and Chongzhen had finally finished his homework for the day. He handed the article to Mr. Dugu, "Sir, can I go outside for a walk for a while?"

"Please do as you please, my lord!"

"Thank you, sir!"

Mr. Dugu looked at the article Chongzhen handed in and frowned. "Hey, why is the writing style different from before?"

The calligraphy before Chongzhen was very good, with generous structure, brisk use of the brush, concise and heavy lines, and magnificent momentum.
The handwriting I have written these days is less elegant and more graceful.

It has more technique and less verve.

"However, this article is well written. It shouldn't be a big problem for the provincial examination." Mr. Dugu looked at the article and nodded continuously.

Little did people know that Chongzhen had put a lot of effort in changing his calligraphy in the past few days, so that now others cannot tell that it is the handwriting of the current emperor.

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Chongzhen walked out of the study quickly, his Adam's apple rolling. He clapped his hands fiercely, "Wen Tiren, the clique-forming Wen Tiren has finally been driven out of the court."

"But was Qian Qianyi also sentenced to death?"

Chongzhen pondered for a moment and murmured, "My uncle is really cruel!"

"Who died?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Chongzhen, "Father...Father, no one died, a sparrow died."

He turned around and found that it was Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming, who was looking at him with a smile, "My son, have you finished your homework today?"

"My father, it has been done." Facing Prince Xiang, Chongzhen is still a little at a loss.

It was not for any other reason, but because he was too enthusiastic. For Chongzhen, whose father died young and who had never received care from any male elders in the palace, this was because of his enthusiasm.

Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming's concern for him made him feel at a loss for a moment.

"Is my Qilin hungry?" Chongzhen: "..."

Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming smiled and said, "My son is growing up, and a cow died in the fields to the east. Father specially asked the kitchen to cook beef for you."

Chongzhen's eyes widened, "Father, didn't one just die yesterday?"

"That was the West Hill field yesterday, not the same one."

"How is it possible..." Chongzhen's mouth twitched.

It's easy to tell that King Xiang had people kill him on purpose. The Ming Dynasty prohibited the random slaughter of oxen and it was illegal.

But think about these past few days, I have been making excuses to go to the kitchen from time to time.

I suddenly realized that everything King Xiang did was because of me. It was me who gave King Xiang the illusion that he was always hungry and didn't have enough to eat.

Chongzhen blushed and refused, saying, "The sage said: Life in the world is like a white horse passing by in the blink of an eye."

"Father, I want to study the book for a while, so I won't eat!"

"You..." Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming looked at Chongzhen's fleeing figure, his eyes suddenly reddened, "Someone, when the beef is ready, send it to my son."

"I am going to burn incense and offer sacrifices to my ancestors!"

"I pay tribute to my ancestors. A great talent will emerge from my lineage. I have been reciting poems and painting for so many years, and finally it has paid off."

But before he left, he muttered, "Qian Qianyi is dead? How is that possible? I must have heard it wrong... Qian Qianyi is in his hometown of Changshu, he resigned and returned home!"

Zhu Yiming chuckled and turned away.

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Chongzhen watched Prince Xiang Zhu Yiming leave from afar and breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems I won't be able to run to the kitchen in the next few days."

"Oxen are powerful animals. Normally, no one would slaughter a young and strong ox. One ox is as powerful as four or five strong men!"

If this continues, won’t several oxen die?

Chongzhen couldn't help feeling heartbroken and uneasy.

"I have decided to take the imperial examination and go to Kyoto."

On the one hand, he wanted to escape from Prince Xiang's Mansion.

On the other hand, he could be with Zhu Changgan. Then, since they would be so close to each other, wouldn't he be able to see what he did at any time?
Watch how Zhu Changgan saved the Ming Dynasty!

Instead of just listening every day without seeing the specific scenes, you can come up with so many stories by scratching your head.

When Chongzhen thought of this, he suddenly felt boundless enthusiasm and opened the book on the table. At this time, it was getting dark outside.

"Hong Tao, hold the lamp for me... this prince!"

it's getting dark,

The hour of Xu arrived as expected.

When Zhu Changgan suddenly woke up, he found that there was a writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him. The stack of papers was full of articles with exquisite handwriting.

I couldn't help but be a little stunned, "Isn't it... necessary to work so hard?"

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