Chapter 222: the dungeon

Chapter 222 Dungeon

Eunuch Tang Yuan made a special trip to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion. The presence of such a great **** scared the people of Shuntian Mansion.

Lu Qiling is in the dungeon, and Sun Guozhi, as Sun's natal brother, should avoid him. Although he wants to use his strength all his heart, he can't do it. He is getting angry in a hurry. People from Dongchang came.

Dongchang has the post of "specially in charge of investigating the injustice, lawlessness and rumors of officials in Beijing's large and small yamen".

Could it be that Father-in-Law Tangyuan came all the way here just because he heard that Mr. Lu Qiling had avenged his private revenge and arrested all members of the Feng family?

Someone was going to call Lu Qiling from the dungeon, but Sun Guozhi kicked him, "Grandpa Tangyuan is here, why are you running around if you don't go to greet him?"

This person was kicked and turned on his back. As a last resort, he got up and had to go with Sun Guozhi to meet Eunuch Tangyuan.

"The next official, Sun Guozhi, welcomes Father Tangyuan!" Sun Guozhi lowered his head, so respectful that his face almost fell to the ground.

Eunuch Tangyuan walked non-stop, entered the lobby of Shuntian Mansion Yamen, stood in the middle, looked around, and asked in a shrill voice, "Where is Lu Shaoyin?"

Sun Guozhi didn't know how to mention Lu Qiling to Eunuch Tangyuan, and when he heard this, he fell asleep and hit the pillow, "Back to Eunuch Tangyuan, Lu Shaoyin is busy, in the dungeon, where the women's prison is, the place is filthy , dark, not worth a visit as a father-in-law, the next official asked someone to invite Mr. Lu over.

Sun Guozhi talked about this, and a normal person should ask something like "female prison? What kind of prisoner is being imprisoned there?" Who knows, Father Tang Yuan is going to disappoint Sun Guozhi, but he didn't ask.

"Well, let's just wait here!"

Speaking, Eunuch Tangyuan went to the second hall on his own, sat on a chair and waited, Sun Guozhi and others followed, and someone came forward and served a cup of tea for Eunuch Tangyuan.

The three members of the Sun family were stripped of their brocade clothes and changed into prison uniforms. The Zhuchai and Huasheng on their heads were taken away, their hair disheveled, and hung on the wall of the dungeon. Their feet did not touch the ground. The lady has no dignity.

A brazier was set up in front of the three of them. The raging flames would scorch their faces at any time, and they could smell the burning smell of their hair at any time.

"My lord, just hang up like this for two or three days, and you will be useless."

Lu Qiling smiled, "Not abolished, what to do with it?"

Sun and the others wailed when they heard this.

Lu Qiling was probably getting impatient, so she gave the person next to her a look, and that person picked up the red-hot old iron in the brazier, waved it in front of Sun and the others, counting on which one to point to. Which one was it? I clicked it around, and finally landed on Yang Shi's body, and the soldering iron stuck to Yang Shi.

With the smell of burnt meat, Yang let out a groan, and luckily passed out.

The skin on Lu Qiling's face twitched involuntarily, his eyes were not focused, as if he had traveled through time and space, returning to that night more than ten years ago.

The female family members of the Lu family were hung on the wall of the imperial prison in this way. At that time, Feng Mian's father, Feng Mian, was a deputy of the Jinyiwei. He was in charge of interrogating the Lu family. They were severely punished. Eight members of the Lu family could not survive the punishment and died. , Seven of them bit off their tongues and died.

What did he do?

That year, when he was only ten years old, a young **** came to inspect the prison with Lu Huaizhong, the governor of the East Factory, and when he saw him hanging on the wall, he felt pity.

The little **** tugged on Lu Huaizhong's sleeve and shook it, called "Father", and gave him a look.

That night, he was wrapped in a straw mat, thrown out of the imperial prison, and was picked up by someone.

Later, Xie Tiao brought him back from someone else's house and reported it to the emperor. When Lu's house was ransacked, he, Lu Qiling, happened to be visiting relatives and escaped the catastrophe. Now that the Lu family was rehabilitated, he also became a Sole survivor.

"My lord, Mr. Tangyuan is here. He is in the second hall. He said that the governor has ordered you to come over." A school inspector crawled over, saluted Lu Qiling, and said.

Lu Qiling calmed down, glanced at the three female family members of the Feng family, and swept the gazes of the jailer, criminal arrester and others like wolves like tigers, laughed mockingly, and walked out.

"Look carefully, don't break it!" Lu Qiling explained.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers in the dungeon. No one was a fool, so they naturally understood what Lu Shaoyin meant.

Even Mrs. Yang, who had passed out, was not spared. A burst of noise resounded in the dungeon, wailing, cheerful, extremely low growling, endless, like **** on earth.

One drink and one peck, one's own destiny.

The moment Lu Qiling walked out of the dungeon, the sun shone on the young man, washing away the stale smell on his body, and a brand new smile was put on his face.

In the second hall, Sun Guozhi took advantage of the opportunity to personally refill tea for the father-in-law of the glutinous rice balls, handed over a one-hundred tael silver note, and pleaded in a low voice, "Elder-in-law, please help me a little bit, and the other people will be fined if they are dismissed." Don't worry about it anymore, sister-in-law is the daughter-in-law of the Feng family, and she is still being imprisoned in Shuntian Mansion..."

"Ahem!"

A soft cough sounded, and then, Lu Qiling stepped in and cupped his hands at Eunuch Tangyuan, "Eunuch Tangyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you all right?"

Compared to being indifferent to Sun Guozhi and not caring, Father Tang Yuan quickly stood up and returned the gift to Lu Qiling, "Lord Lu, good things are coming soon, our family congratulates in advance!"

Lu Qiling froze for a moment, then smiled, "Then I would be very grateful!

The blood on Sun Guozhi's face faded and he turned pale. He has been an official for many years, so it is impossible for him not to understand such obvious words.

This kind of thing is only like Father Tang Yuan, the number one person around Lu Yan knows it thoroughly and dares to speak out.

But who said it wasn't what Lu Yan meant?

Lu Qiling, the twenty-five-year-old Shuntian governor, the youngest official from the third rank in history, is God joking?

Then Lu Qiling, the top peak, saw the fact that I just gave the Tangyuan father-in-law a gift?

"Eunuch Tangyuan, please sit down. I don't know what the governor has ordered? Eunuch Lao will go there personally. I am really sorry."

"Lord Lu is really joking, who is our family? They specialize in running errands for adults. If Master Lu doesn't let our family run this trip, then we will feel sorry for our family."

Lu Qiling was in a hurry to ask someone to serve tea again for the tangyuan father-in-law, but both of them ignored Sun Guozhi by coincidence.

"Our family still remembers that when the number one scholar paraded across the street, all the noble ladies in the capital were going crazy. The streets were blocked, and how many people were dispatched by the five city soldiers and horses to avoid the stampede. Only Xie Qian was responsible for this grand occasion. It happened only when I was selected as a Tanhua back then, and the four great masters are astonishingly talented, and they have produced outstanding talents from generation to generation. It is really enviable and hateful!"

Lu Qiling was the number one scholar in the seventh year of Shoukang. In that year, he was eighteen years old and in his prime. In seven years, he became a member of the third rank of the court.

Today's update!

Xiao Xun: Another day without me.

Lu Yan: Mee-Mei has me!

(end of this chapter)

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