The king behind the empress

Chapter 202
In the imperial prison, the warden Di Hong looked at the prison code in his hand, his eyes were a little dull and he muttered: "It's full, it's full, I can't come again."

"The warden, the warden..."

Hearing the urgent shouts outside, Di Hong trembled violently, and an extremely bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"What's the matter, say it!"

The little official below ran over panting, and said in a panic: "King Zizai...King Zizai...he..."

"What's wrong with him?" Hearing Mo Zizai's name, Di Hong's eyes widened instantly, and he asked nervously, "Did he send someone here again?"

Looking at Di Hong's frightening eyes, the clerk cautiously replied: "Yes... yes."

"How many?"

"Two...two..."

"two?"

Seeing the two fingers stretched out by the little official, Di Hong questioned, and when he saw the little official shaking his head, his voice was a little rough, "That's... twenty?"

"No... no, two... more than 200..."

After saying this, the clerk stared at Di Hong vigilantly, for fear that Di Hong would not be able to bear the number, so he would give himself two blows.

"More than 200? More than 200! More than 200..."

Di Hong repeated the number three times in a row, each time with a different tone, and after repeating the third time, he fell backwards, sat down on the chair, and then let out a series of laughter, "Haha... ...hehehe..."

"The warden, the warden?"

Looking at Di Hong who was laughing wildly, the little official thought he was going crazy due to the stimulation, so he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Are... are you okay?"

"It's fine, I'm fine."

Di Hong was suddenly furious, picked up the prison code on the table, and fell far away with a "wow", "Fuck it, whoever wants to do this warden, I quit!!!"

The imperial prison was originally set up for high-ranking officials, and it was not very large-scale. It is already great to hold a thousand or so prisoners. As a result, Mo Zizai packed hundreds of them in just a few days. was stuffed.

Now he has sent more than 200 prisoners over. Where can he put these 200 prisoners? Will they be locked in cells and let them stack up?
"Why, do you want to resign?"

Mo Zizai's voice suddenly came from the door. He and Tang Weilu appeared at the door at some unknown time, looking at Di Hong with a faint smile on their faces.

Seeing Mo Zizai, Di Hong's ass seemed to be loaded with springs, and he stood up with a bang, "I have seen the prince."

"Excuse me."

Mo Zizai looked at Di Hong, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what problems do you encounter, and I will help you solve them."

"The officer lost his composure just now, and I hope the prince will forgive me."

Di Hongman apologized to Mo Zizai in embarrassment, then gave his little official a hard look, and didn't say a word when the prince came.

But fortunately, I didn't say anything too much, otherwise it would not be as simple as making a fool of myself.

"It's just, it's just that the imperial prison really can't hold people. It's really difficult for the lower officials to accommodate these more than 200 people."

"Oh, the Imperial Prison is full."

Mo Zizai nodded in understanding. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "The merchants who were imprisoned before were exactly two hundred. Take them out and chop them up to make room for the imperial prison."

"This this……"

Di Hong was stunned by Mo Zizai's words. He had never heard of a murderer to make room for a prison. This is too cruel.

"Why, killing them is not enough?" Looking at Di Hong's stammering expression, Mo Zizai thought that killing them would not be enough, so he couldn't help asking.

"No, no, it's enough to kill them in the cell."

Di Hong quickly answered, but after finishing speaking, he said hesitantly: "It's just that it's already afternoon, my lord."

"Afternoon? What happened in the afternoon?"

Mo Zizai glanced at Di Hong in surprise, and asked, "Why, do you still pick time to kill people?"

"..."

Di Hong was a little speechless. He especially wanted to tell Mo Zizai that Da Zhou had to pick a time to execute prisoners, and not only had to pick a time, but also a day. This is the normal process of executing prisoners.

Even if some prisoners are more anxious to kill, at most they don't choose a day, and the rule of beheading at noon must not be changed.

But looking at Mo Zizai's calm eyes, Di Hong couldn't believe that Mo Zizai didn't even know this common sense, but he still said that when he knew it, which meant that he didn't want to abide by this rule at all.

Di Hong struggled in his heart for a while, and finally nodded fiercely, "I understand, I will send them to the execution ground."

"However, the manpower in my prison may be a bit insufficient. I don't know where the prince is..."

Seeing Di Hong being so good, Mo Zizai nodded approvingly, and said before he finished speaking: "It's okay, I asked the Habayashi Army to help you, and they should be good at beheading."

"Your Majesty understands."

Now that he has made up his mind, Di Hong no longer hesitates, he picks up the prison code he lost in the past, and then goes straight to the prison.

……

The people from the five-army governor's mansion who were escorted over were a little at a loss. Didn't they say that they were going to be imprisoned?Why did they stop at the gate of the imperial prison? Could it be that the imperial prison did not accept them?

After waiting for a while without any movement, Fushan finally couldn't help but asked: "General Gu, what do you mean by hanging me here?"

"Oh, wait a minute."

Gu Hongze smiled, and said: "There are not enough cells in the prison, and the warden is making room for you."

"Not enough cells?"

Fu Shan and the others were shocked, how many people have been imprisoned in the imperial prison these days, and there are not even enough cells.

It's just that after being surprised, they felt a little doubtful, vacating the cell?How do you get rid of the prison cell?Do you want them to squeeze?

Before they could continue to ask questions, they turned around and saw the Habayashi Army cooperating with the prison guards, detaining a large group of people and walking out.

Seeing this scene, Fu Shan couldn't help but asked again, "General Gu, are you talking about vacating the cells for us?"

"Yes, that's right." Gu Hongze nodded silently.

"Then where are they going?" Fu Shan was a little puzzled. Could it be that these people should be acquitted just to imprison them?This is too childish.

"Ha ha."

Gu Hongze laughed, looked at Fushan with a strange look, and said meaningfully: "They are going to the execution ground to beheaded."

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding area was silent.

Fushan looked at at least 100 people over there, then looked at Gu Hongze, and asked in a difficult tone: "So many people, all killed?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Wei Hao at the side gave Gu Hongze a disdainful look, and said, "It's already past noon, how could it be possible to kill people."

"The next time you scare people, please check the time before talking nonsense."

Hearing Wei Hao's words, the people in the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion couldn't help feeling a little relieved. After all, it was too scary to kill so many people at once.

As for Gu Hongze, he just smiled, and didn't bother to argue with Wei Hao, "If you say it's not, then it's not."

(End of this chapter)