Jinyi Town Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 7

Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi Prison.

Since the founding of the country by Lord Hongwu, he has set up a prison under Fusi in Jinyiwei North Town.The imperial prison only detains the imperial prisoners who committed the imperial case.

Any prisoner in the Imperial Prison is randomly picked out, and before being convicted, there must be at least a five-rank or higher black yarn.

In the depths of the imperial prison, there is a "truth room" measuring three feet square.Jin Yiwei interrogated the imperial convicts, all in the truth room.

At this moment, there are three people sitting in the truth room.

One is Wan Anliang, the former right servant of the Ministry of Rites.One is the youngest of the [-]th Taibao of Jinyiwei - Jin Wanguan, who is in charge of thousands of households.The other one is He Liu.

He Liu looked up and down the "Great Upright Official" in front of him.I saw that Wan Anliang was skinny and had an upright look on his face.

The third master Jin Wanguan who was sitting next to him took a sip of the new tea before the rain in the purple sand pot, and said to Wan Anliang, "Master Wan, let's start."

Jin Wanguan is the most famous interrogator in the Jinyiwei.On one side of the truth room, there is a wooden frame with 46 instruments of torture, large and small.Kim Sanye never bothered to use those instruments of torture during the interrogation.He once boasted in front of the commander Lu Bing after drinking: The most powerful torture tool in the world is the mouth of the third child!
The 50-year-old Jin Wanguan, relying on his interrogation skills to figure out people's hearts, has climbed step by step from a strongman to a high position of a thousand households in 25 years.

In addition to being proficient in interrogation, Jin Wanguan is also a master of financial management.

In Jinyiwei Yamen, there is a small private treasury.On weekdays, Jinyiwei's reward silver is drawn from the private treasury.Jin Wanguan was good at financial management, so the commander Lu Bing simply handed over the private treasury to him.

Jin Wanguan looked at the case file: "My lord, I still call you my lord at this moment. Because you haven't pleaded guilty yet, I don't think you're a criminal in my heart."

Wan Anliang sneered: "I am an innocent person, so naturally I can admit my innocence."

Jin Wanguan nodded: "That's right, Mr. Wan is the leader of Qingliu. In the capital, is there anyone who doesn't know Mr. Wan's name of incorruptibility? The crime of tampering with the tax bank is really a crime you want to add. There is nothing to worry about. .”

Wan Anliang said righteously: "The boss seems to be a sensible person. Xiang tax and silver are originally a muddled account that is unclear and unclear. Yan Shoufu wanted to convict me with this, just like the old Qin Hui put Yue Fei on an unwarranted charge."

Jin Wanguan stood up and stretched his waist: "Yes, it's just a trumped-up charge. Today I'm interrogating you, my lord, and it's really going through the motions. An honest official—what's there to try?"

He Liu who was on the side knew that Mr. Jin was going to play the trick of trying to get him again.How Wan Anliang embezzled 10,000+ taels of silver, whether he confesses or not has little to do with He Liu.The only thing He Liu cares about is how Wan Anliang melts the silver into four big silver pillars silently!
Jin Wanguan began to chat with Wan Anliang: "Master Wan, I checked your file in the Ministry of Officials. It is very interesting. I have been a Jinyiwei for 25 years, and you also entered the officialdom after passing the Jinshi examination 25 years ago. In 25 years , I have successively served as Lishi, Xiaowei, Xiaoqi, Zongqi, Shibaihu, Baihu, deputy Qianhu, and Qianhu. You have successively served as county magistrate, prefect judge, head of the Ministry of Rites, member of the Ministry of Rites, Wailang, and then the prefect of the foreign government. Transferred back to Beijing to be the censor, and promoted from the censor to the minister of the Ministry of Rites. Heh, my lord and I have followed each step step by step, and we have struggled so hard to be qualified to sit in the current position."

Wan Anliang waved his hand: "Oh, what's the use? When I was a county magistrate, I was known as a clean and honest magistrate. Dare to say, I am the most honest among the six officials!"

Jin Wanguan nodded: "That's right! We ransacked your home and found that your rice tank was full of brown rice! We even visited several butcher shops near your home. They told us that Wan Shilang's house—— I only eat meat once or twice a year!"

Wan Anliang smiled wryly: "The people of Ming Dynasty are miserable. Some people can't even hope to eat brown rice. Most of my salary is distributed to the poor people. I am content with a mouthful of brown rice! One official post benefits one party. I was a county magistrate in Henan and a magistrate in Shandong. I did this. Oh, by the way, if you copied my home, you would definitely copy a piece of "Shanghe on the Qingming Festival" by Zhang Zeduan, a Song Dynasty man. Picture". That picture is fake."

He Liu became interested: "Master Wan knows that painting is fake?"

Wan Anliang nodded: "My father loved calligraphy and painting all his life. It's a pity that a fake painting defrauded the family property of the Wan family's ancestors in the south of the Yangtze River. Oh, that painting is a forgery made by Fujian people."

Jin Wanguan asked: "Since you know it's a fake painting, why did Mr. Wan stay at home?"

Wan Anliang shook his head, sighed, "Oh, it's just a thought for my father."

Jin Wanguan took the opportunity to flatter Wan Anliang: "An upright official, really an upright official! Jin Yiwei ransacked your home, only to find a pile of rags, a vat of brown rice, a scroll of fake paintings... and more... . . ”

Knowing that it was time for He Liu to answer the question, he said, "There are still four silver pillars, heh, four silver pillars that are as thick as an arm's length and three feet high! There are always 10,000+ taels!"

When He Liu said this, he stared into Wan Anliang's eyes.He keenly noticed that Wan Anliang, a "great and upright official", had an imperceptible panic flashing in his eyes.

Jin Sanye finally pointed his knife at Wan Anliang: "Lord Wan, as far as I know, a third-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites has a monthly salary of forty shi. Converted into silver, it is only 30 taels. It is only 360 taels a year. Of course, Those undisciplined third-rank Beijing officials, there are festival silver that local officials respect during the New Year’s Day and mid-autumn, and ice charcoal silver that local officials honor during the winter solstice and summer solstice. They can get at least 5000 taels of silver a year. You are an honest official, naturally I won’t accept bad money from the local government. But the magnificent four silver pillars in Mr. Wan’s house—there are always 10,000+ taels, right?”

After a brief panic, Wan Anliang quickly regained his composure: "Wrong, the four silver pillars are worth 20 taels in total! They are left by the ancestors of the Wan family!"

"A legacy from our ancestors? Heh..." Jin San laughed dumbfounded.Over the years, among the prisoners he has interrogated, there is usually the same reason for the unexplainable wealth of the prisoners - left by the ancestors.

He Liu was about to speak, but Jin Wanguan stopped him.

Jin Wanguan opened his mouth and continued to ask: "Since it was left by Wan Shilang's ancestors, why didn't you deposit the silver in the bank, but use such unimaginable means to keep it at home?"

Wan Anliang closed his eyes: "It's very simple, I'm happy."

"Happy? This is really a reasonable reason." Jin Wanguan laughed.

He Liu finally spoke: "Lord Wan, I'm not interested in the origin of the silver. I just want to know how you melted more than 20 taels of silver into silver pillars without anyone noticing."

Wan Anliang closed his eyes and said nothing.

Jin Wanguan made a "please" gesture to He Liu.He Liu understood, got up together with him, and walked out of the "truth room".

Jin Wanguan stretched his waist: "Lao Liu, you should go home first. It seems that I will chat with this upright official all night tonight. Don't worry, if you come to the truth room tomorrow morning, I will protect him It's all true."

He Liudao: "Jin Sanye, your interrogation skills are well-known in our Jinyiwei. But the one inside looks like a stone from a latrine. Why don't you try using torture?"

"Hahaha" Jin Wanguan laughed wildly: "Sixth, you can really joke. If torture tools are used, am I Jin San or Jin San? I bet you, I just need to chat with him all night, and he will pour beans into the bamboo tube —Say everything you should say and what you shouldn’t say!”

(End of this chapter)