The daily life of the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, thick black

Chapter 202
The snow was heavy, and I thought I could spend a good New Year with my family, but I didn't expect that before the fifteenth day, it was said that the third prince Zhu had been caught.Zhang Tingyu could only go to the palace first in the snow, and after a while he received Kangxi's order before he could say whether to do things or not.

When he entered the Nuan Pavilion, he heard a "pop" sound, it was Kangxi who threw the folder on the imperial case.

As soon as Zhang Tingyu came in to salute, Kangxi gradually suppressed his anger.

He asked Zhang Tingyu, "Do you know the news today?"

"Go back to the emperor, I just found out." Zhang Tingyu raised his eyes and glanced at Kangxi, but he didn't know whose book was dropped by Kangxi just now. Recently, there are signs of trouble, Zhang Tingyu must not be careless.He carefully replied, but he didn't say much, "I'm already in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, I don't know the emperor..."

"Trial."

Kangxi only has this one word, but how to interrogate is still a problem.

He contemplated for a while, and said to Zhang Tingyu: "I once said that the descendants of the Nanming royal family are all high-ranking officials and rich people. In recent years, there are many people who have impersonated? Substitutes. You must find out clearly, and it must not be impersonated? Substitutes. Find someone to identify him carefully, is this person the Third Prince Zhu?"

"...The minister obeys the order."

Zhang Tingyu pondered, these words were unusual.

Kangxi also just asked him to say a few words, Zhang Tingyu is a smart person, and he will soon understand what he means.

Seeing that the snow outside was getting heavier, Kangxi said: "You should go too, finish the case earlier, so you can go back and have a rest, then there won't be so many things to do."

So Zhang Tingyu resigned and left the Nuan Pavilion directly. When he came out, he met Brother Thirteen who was holding an umbrella to greet the emperor, so he stopped to say hello.

Yinxiang just felt strange: "For the New Year's Eve, I heard that Mr. Zhang has added two white jade dolls to his house. Why don't you spend the New Year at home and go to the palace instead?"

"The emperor has an errand to do, and it's not an important thing. You can go back to rest after finishing it. Thank you Thirteenth Lord for your concern."

Zhang Tingyu was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't mean to flatter him, let alone casually talk about the errands given to him by the emperor.

Although, everyone may know what kind of errand Zhang Tingyu is going to do, but Zhang Tingyu cannot say this by himself.

This is also the way of being an official.

Yinxiang knew that Zhang Tingyu was shrewd, so he didn't expose it. The news that the Third Prince Zhu was arrested was known to all the well-informed and discerning people in Beijing. It was not a secret at all.He just smiled: "Then Xiao Wang will not delay Mr. Zhang's work, you go slowly."

"You go slowly, too."

Walk slowly.

Zhang Tingyu was holding an umbrella and walking towards the outside of the palace gate, thinking about what happened recently.

Now that the crown prince's behavior is becoming more and more surly, I don't know how many times he has been hated by Kangxi, because he works in the South Study Room and has the emperor's trust, so Zhang Tingyu knows more than others.

But the more I know, the more I can't say a word.

Those who can hide secrets will not be hated by the emperor.

The prince's heirs are weak, but now he is gradually doting on Lin Jia's family, and his temper is even more manic and weird, so he is not very popular now.On the contrary, it was the eighth elder brother. After gradually "wresting" the control of the Hanlin Academy from Zhang Tingyu, the civil and military courts all said that the eighth elder brother was famous, and he was about to overwhelm the prince.

Eldest brother is already powerless, it seems that only the crown prince and the eighth master are left in the court, and the other princes, such as the thirteenth and fourteenth, are also very fond of the emperor.

The battle for the heir apparent was almost unstoppable, and Kangxi was well aware of it, but he could do nothing about it.

For Zhang Tingyu, these are all secondary.

He doesn't need to choose a side, he is always the emperor and the courtiers, and whichever prince he takes refuge in now is also at a disadvantage.When the situation is unclear, the choice of someone, the eldest brother is a lesson from the past.

Official career, stable word is good.

But I also have to ponder the emperor's thoughts carefully, what exactly is Kangxi thinking...

For example, the case of the third prince Zhu.

It was hard to catch him, and now Kangxi wants to prove his integrity.

Zhang Tingyu had figured it out before leaving the mansion. The old beggar caught this time was the same old beggar that Monk Yi Nian was looking for before, and this person was Zhu Cihuan, so he couldn't be wrong.

Just the words of the emperor, the meaning is quite intriguing.

If Zhu Cihuan really showed up, he is the third prince Zhu. Kangxi said before that all the royal family of Nanming would be promoted to ranks. Would it be possible to add ranks to Zhu Cihuan?

At any rate, Kangxi is the lord and Mingjun. Zhu Cihuan really appeared.

However, is it possible?
Kangxi wished he could wipe out Zhu Cihuan's family. As long as the third prince Zhu was still there, the rebellion would not be reduced, but if the third prince Zhu died, it would be Kangxi who wanted to arouse the anger of the Jiangnan gentry.

The only way...

It is already in Zhang Tingyu's heart.

And this road was pointed out by Kangxi to Zhang Tingyu in one sentence.

He was holding an umbrella and didn't bother to sit in a sedan chair, so he only walked to the Ministry of Criminal Justice. The old god Zhou Daoxin was sitting in the back of the hall watching the snow and drinking tea, holding a beautiful Yixing purple clay pot, drinking with the spout in his mouth. I didn't bother to get up, and said without turning my head: "It's not a good year, I knew I was coming, and you are coming too."

"Don't talk like you're going to the guillotine."

Zhang Tingyu put away the umbrella early and handed it to the guard next to him.

He brushed the snow off his body, and the people next to him opened the door curtain, and Zhang Tingyu went in.

Seeing Zhou Daoxin's lazy appearance, Zhang Tingyu sighed: "It is said that the work will be done before the New Year, so can't you act like a man? What about people?"

"I'm locked up in a big prison. I've already been interrogated for one round. I'm just a bad old man..." Zhou Daoxin was not polite at all. He finally put the teapot down and stood up. , and now he has finally been arrested."

"Are you sure, he is Zhu Cihuan?"

Seeing that Zhou Daoxin was about to lead the way, Zhang Tingyu followed behind him, and suddenly said such a sentence.

Zhou Daoxin's method of judging cases is first-class, and it is not easy to be able to sit in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. The third-rank Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is even higher than Zhang Tingyu's official.

He used to interrogate people without any mistakes, and Zhang Tingyu would never say such a thing.

But what did he hear today?

Zhou Daoxin smiled and said: "Could it be that you are a wife and child who are hot on the kang, and have been dazzled by the weddings at the house recently?"

"I think it's because you're lazy. After a year, you've lost your mind."

Zhang Tingyu's face was calm, but the words he said were filled with cold air, which made Zhou Daoxin feel cold in an instant.

The two of them were already standing at the prison door, Zhou Daoxin glanced at the officer next to him who was holding the key to the prison door, and said, "Go aside first."

The official left, Zhou Daoxin turned his head to look at Zhang Tingyu, thought it over, and seemed a little hesitant: "Brother Zhang, can you speak bluntly?"

Zhang Tingyu sighed in his heart, but also helpless, how could he speak frankly to Zhou Daoxin?This case was originally in the hands of Zhang Tingyu, and he was the one to handle it.

"If he is the third prince Zhu, if he pulls an old beggar on the street in the future, he can be said to be the third prince Zhu? If you want to identify the third prince Zhu from the former court, you should find the old eunuch from the former court." .”

Zhang Tingyu's meaning is already very clear.

Zhou Daoxin also understood, but he looked at Zhang Tingyu and sneered after a while: "People change, and you change too."

People are in the game and can't help themselves.

Zhang Tingyu understands much better than Zhou Daoxin, so even if he is inferior to Zhou Daoxin in official rank, if he really wants to mention Zhang Tingyu and Zhou Daoxin, it means he knows a lot about Zhang Tingyu.

His methods are more ruthless and his heart is more vicious.

Now that Kangxi wants this result, if Zhang Tingyu doesn't do it, someone will naturally do it.

Since the results are all the same, Zhang Tingyu will do what he can to benefit in the middle.

Whether you feel ashamed in your heart, no one else can know.

Besides, if he evades the case at this time, so many people who are eyeing him will only make Zhang Tingyu fall into a place of eternal doom in an instant.

Lilu walked on the field, if he didn't kill someone, he would lose his own head.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Daoxin walked towards the prison door after a while, and the guards at the side automatically followed with the keys.

The two of them entered the prison one after another, and saw the old beggar, now wearing prison clothes, curled up in a quilt, Zhou Daoxin saw that the old man was not in good health, so he asked someone to prepare it, but now it looks like irony.

The old eunuchs in the palace are also in their seventies and eighties. How many years has it been since Emperor Chongzhen hanged Jingshan?
How many years has it been since Wu Sangui let the Qing soldiers enter the pass?
The Third Prince Zhu was just a baby at that time, if you find an old eunuch from the Ming Dynasty, how can you recognize him?
It's not that Zhou Daoxin doesn't know, this method is simply impossible.

The old beggar who was shrunk inside already had cloudy eyes and couldn't see the people outside clearly.

He only knew that someone was coming, or two, and said: "My lords, I am really Zhu Cihuan, there is no need for further interrogation."

Zhang Tingyu lowered his eyes slightly, looked at his palm, and then asked Huanhan, "It's really Zhu Cihuan, isn't it an impostor? Replacement? Over the past decades, how many third princes of Zhu committed crimes against the party, and the court treated you well, why did you rebel... "

Zhou Daoxin turned his head to look at Zhang Tingyu, while the recorder was taking notes beside him.He wanted to leave, but he knew he couldn't leave at this time.Zhang Tingyu is right...

If Zhou Daoxin left now, he would be thrown down with a knife if he turned his back on him, and he would go to hell with Zhu Cihuan's family.

Zhu Cihuan knew that the end was approaching, so he didn't get up to see the officials. He just said: "For decades, the name has been changed just to avoid disaster. The Qing court has three great favors to the previous dynasty. Zhu Cihuan never forgets it. How could he rebel?"

Zhang Tingyu glanced at the recorder, and saw that the recorder was still taking notes, calmed down, and continued to ask: "What are the three great favors?"

"To punish the thieves and avenge my family is one thing. I will never kill my descendants first. Two things. The tomb of the ancestors of the Zhu family is here to pay homage. Three things."

It was the voice of an old man.

Zhu Cihuan is 75 years old this year. He has changed his name and surname for many years. He just wants to live in peace and stability, but there are so many people who use his banner to rebel.

In 46, Monk Yi Nian rebelled and Zhu Cihuan went into exile. He didn't want to take care of this matter at first.

He was old and couldn't even run anymore. He was forced by the Qing court, his family was separated, and his family was destroyed...

It's a pity, who let him know that the blood badge appeared?
His grandson probably thought that Monk Yi Nian rebelled behind him, but it wasn't him...

Zhu Cihuan burst into tears all of a sudden, but smiled and said: "I am 75 years old, my vigor has weakened, and my temples are all white. Instead of rebelling against the time of the San Francisco rebellion, I chose this time when the country was prosperous and the people were safe? What's more, the so-called rebels must Occupying the city, accumulating grass and stockpiling grain, recruiting horses, building weapons, have I ever done this for decades?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Tingyu who had been standing outside the prison door for a long time, and then said: "If you want to commit a crime, why is there no excuse?"

He was just a threatening old man, and now his three sons were all arrested, one of them died in prison, and his wife and daughter committed suicide many years ago...

Even Zhu Jiangxin touched the pillar and died.

Zhang Tingyu closed his eyes, turned around and stood there for a while, before asking: "Have you found the former Ming eunuch?"

"Reply to Master Zhang, I'm already waiting."

"Let someone come in and recognize it, and record it in the record for future inquiries."

Zhang Tingyu gave an order and walked outside.

The old eunuch is very old, even if he is not old and dim-sighted, how can he recognize the former prince?

The result is self-evident, Zhou Daoxin witnessed the whole process from the sidelines, saw the old eunuch shook his head, and then Zhu Cihuan looked up to the sky and laughed, Zhou Daoxin didn't want to watch any more and followed him out.

After standing outside, Zhou Daoxin suddenly smiled and said: "If future generations know, what is left to you, Zhang Tingyu, will be infamous through the ages."

"...It's hard to know if there are mixed reviews."

Zhang Tingyu glanced back, this was an unjust case he personally handled.

After the interrogation, Zhang Tingyu handed over the matter to five academicians including Li Guangdi. After the discussion was correct, they closed the case and drafted the punishment together.For the former royal family, he was executed in Ling Chi.After it was drafted, it was handed over to Zhang Tingyu to play the Emperor Ming.

Zhu Cihuan, the third prince of Zhu, was aliased as Wang Shiyuan. He was originally the fifth son of Zhu Youjian, but the second son died early, so they were both called the third prince Zhu. He died in 14 years, and summoned the old eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty according to the order, but none of them knew each other. Wang Shiyuan and Ming Dynasty were counterfeit, and his father and son should be executed by Ling Chi."

Kangxi criticized and said: copy and destroy the nine clans.Wang Shiyuan Ling Chi, his sons and descendants beheaded.

It is not appropriate to see blood during the New Year's Day, so the execution at Caishikou on the 47th day of the first lunar month was the one who died in the early 360, and he was cut slowly for [-] knives.

From being turned away to the capital, to the time when the case was closed, and all the families were copied and executed, it took only eight days.

Zhang Tingyu put the dossier into the bookcase at the Ministry of Punishment, and finally left with his hands behind his back, took the umbrella he left behind when he came from the gate of the Ministry of Punishment, and went back to Zhang's mansion.

The third prince Zhu's treason case that has been going on for several years, in the end, Zhu Cihuan was still not found, but an impostor was executed at the beginning of the year?Mr. Wang, who replaced Mr. Wang, was fond of talking about it in the streets and alleys. He talked about the punishment of Ling Chi vividly, and each paid it to each courtyard.

Now Shi Fang is already a chef in charge, but he doesn't cook for others, only for Zhang Tingyu and Gu Huaishu.

Today he was in his small kitchen. He said earlier that Zhang Tingyu was back and that his wife was still in confinement, so it was time to make up for it.

He glanced at the soup simmering on the stove, then took out a large white porcelain bowl that was as shiny as jade, and put the soup on it.

The soup was steaming up, and it was still very cold, Shi Fang listened to the discussion of the two disciples outside, only turned out a small medicine bag in his hand, and looked at it for a long time.

He held his wrist, his lips pursed into a line.

Wang Shiyuan, who annihilated the nine clans, was sentenced to death, and all his descendants were executed.

Master Zhang...

Hands-on case.

After thinking about it, Shi Fang actually burst out laughing, silently, but let out a long breath while looking up, and felt his chest freeze up again.

Hanako, who was begging outside Jiangning's other courtyard that day, looked at him with a pitiful face covered in wind and frost and white hair on her temples, shouting "good man, good man", with old tears in her eyes, as if she was about to cry Posture...

He put a few copper plates in front of him.

How was he feeling at that time?

Forgot, he only knew that his expression at that time was the same as usual, he was still joking with Qing Dai, saying that he saved people today, just like Gu Huaixiu saved him that day.

Now, that old beggar pretended to be the imperial family of the Ming Dynasty, and has already been punished, and even the whole family has not been well...

His fingernails sank deep into the flesh, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

After standing for an unknown amount of time, Shi Fang felt his hands were stiff.

He came back to his senses, and finally with a movement of his fingers, he opened the origami that was sealed in his hand, and mixed the finely divided white powder into the soup.

He stared at the bowl of soup in a daze, and suddenly remembered that when he was kicked out of the restaurant and fell into the snow, he was so cold that his face was blown like a knife.

He couldn't utter a word at that time, it was freezing cold and there was no one to save him, it was Gu San who pulled him out and hanged him with ginseng.

Even though he was punished by the young Zhang Tingyu to kneel under the kitchen steps that day, he didn't feel that it was as cold as today, as if he was back in that day, alone and helpless, no one cared about life or death.

Fate is as cheap as floating weeds, frost and snow are light and breakable.

He is cold.

"Master Shi Fang, is the soup ready?"

(End of this chapter)