Shunyu laughed and joking with Chen Huan and others, and Chen Zetang and Chen Rong were walking down the wet and dark steps.

The Governor's Office has a prison, which is the chief trial of military household criminals. Because of the attack by rebels, the desert has fallen to this day, and it is hard to see.

But I saw a corridor in the center, with dozens of narrow soil chambers symmetrically on both sides. A small window was carved into the interior wall. The moonlight penetrated, and it was dark and deep. It was also the hot summer, and the heat was hard to dissipate. There was a fishy smell of rotten smell coming to the face, which made people breathe and breathe.

The two soldiers heard the footsteps and came over with a sheep oil lamp in hand. Chen Zetang said briefly: "Go to Zhang He's detention."

The soldier led the way forward and walked to the end, hung the sheep oil lamp on the wall, instantly illuminating a dirt room.

Chen Rong had already brought the official hat and chair. Chen Zetang lifted his robe and sat down. Seeing Zhang He rushed over, he grabbed the iron railing, stared at the fishy red eyes and cursed: "You greedy and deceitful old man, I was invited to come with sincerity, but you deliberately used a trick to take me. After all, I am also a fourth-level general. How can you let me be detained here without any evidence? If you let me go back, you will be a joke. Otherwise, the attacking generals in the camp will pour in, and the consequences will be unbearable. Don't blame me for not reminding me."

Chen Zetang smiled but did not answer. There were many thunderstorms in summer. The rainwater entering the window was on the ground. It was still dark and cloudy, and dense mosquitoes and flies were buzzing. There were also rats rustling along the corners of the wall. They were as big as a bucket, perhaps extremely hungry, not afraid of people, and even tried to get close to each other, with green light on their eyes.

Chen Rong held the iron bar, quickly clamped a large rat that had slipped past Chen Erye's feet, and threw it into a sack. Another guard tied his mouth tightly, and moved around and squeaked inside.

The guard Xue Yi brought tea at this time, and Chen Zetang took the cup to eat tea. He seemed to remember something and asked him: "How is Huang Huai's trial?"

Xue Yi reported: "I was rude to the stick, but I was stubborn, but after a hundred sticks, my mouth was loose."

Chen Zetang said, "If you put down a hundred sticks, you must be unconscious. You dissolve the coarse salt in hot water, pour it on the wound to make his mind clear, and then whip it with a thorny rattan."

Xue Yi was expected to leave.

Chen Zetang looked at Zhang He and saw that his expression was really hard to describe, so he calmly said, "If it weren't for the 4,000 generals surrounding the Governor's Office, Huang Huai would not have suffered this unrestrained disaster. General Zhang was wrong."

Zhang He lowered his voice: "He brought four thousand generals and soldiers to come, for fear of the rebels' surprise attack. If he violated Ge Lao Chen, this general will apologize to Ge Lao Chen, so he will not be the case."

"You have never offended me." Chen Zetang put down the teacup: "You are offending the country, the peace of the people, the majesty of officials, and your own conscience."

The rust spots on the iron railing dyed yellow his palms, Zhang He's heart beat like a drum, and his voice trembled: "I really don't understand the meaning of Chen Ge's words."

"Don't you understand?" Chen Zetang said slowly: "You have 7,000 soldiers under your command, and you have reported more than 10,000 soldiers to the court. You have 3,000 soldiers to be paid in vain. Do you admit your guilt?"

Zhang Heqiang calmed himself: "I came to Ji'an to suppress the bandits and only brought two thousand soldiers, and the others were all taken from Gao Da. The number of soldiers was investigated by the deputy general and the manager. I was not very clear about it. Even if I wanted to punish the crime, it was just a poor management."

"General Zhang is very good at defending." Chen Zetang continued: "But the list of generals and soldiers in your camp has seals and handwriting that you have personally counted. You asked the court for money and disaster relief and food. Even if Gao Hai was shot and killed by the rebels, your memorial will not stop in the past six months."

"I'll ask you again, Gao Hai is unfair to divide the spoils with him, so he simply colluded with the rebels to kill him?"

"In the past two years, officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue have also come to check the accounts, but they have no objection, but they are all bribed by you? Or are there any high-powered ministers in the capital who are covering you up?"

Zhang He said in a hoarse voice: "I don't understand what Mr. Chen is talking about!"

"I still can't understand." Chen Zetang smiled slightly: "No hurry, General Zhang will always understand." He turned to Chen Rong: "How many rats are there in the sack?"

Chen Rong replied: "About ten."

Chen Zetang ordered the soldiers on his side: "Tie Zhang He to the execution room, do not whip him, tie the legs of his trousers on his cuffs, first put a rat in the sleeve, do not admit it, and then put one in another sleeve. If he doesn't want to, put it in sequence, and finally put it on his chest..." He paused and looked at Zhang He: "I quelled the chaos in Yunnan eight years ago. I saw a very hungry rat with my own eyes, which could take out the hearts of people from the chest and eat it..."

Zhang He's legs were shaking like sieve. As a general, he had been fighting for many years, and he was not afraid of being whipped by a stick. Such crimes could be borne by a mouse...

Seeing Chen Zetang slowly stand up, his face was blurred and difficult to tell.

Since he heard that this man was ordered to quell the rebellion, he also inquired about it everywhere, and he was the most gentle and elegant person among the officials in the capital...

He suddenly heard another soldier report: "General Xu has incorporated the seven thousand soldiers in the camp, so I'm here to invite Lord Shen."

He caught a glimpse of Chen Zetang leaving without even looking back, and his tall figure quickly disappeared into the dark corridor.

His legs became weak and he fell heavily to the ground. A big rat was frightened and ran away squeaked.

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This is destined to be an uneasy night.

Xu Lan returned on the moon and walked through the cave door and saw Shun Yu alone, sitting on the platform, shaking a fan and rushing fireflies. He strode over and called out with a smile: "Fengjiu!"

Shunyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Lan wearing silver-gray cold armor, with a bronze sword on her waist, soap boots on her feet, and a angular face exuding a sense of perseverance. If it weren't for the young smile on his lips, she would have seen him in a trance.

"I was stunned?" Xu Lan walked up to her, raised her hand to touch her head, and asked jokingly.

Why does this person always like Mr. Shen?

Shunyu hit his hand with the handle of the fan, but Xu Lan easily snatched it away. She sat beside her and fanned her, saying, "It's already the third day, why haven't you gone to sleep?"

"If you and Lord Shen don't come back, how can I sleep?" Shunyu asked him to wait, got up and go back to the house, and then came out and sat down very quickly. He held a bag of oil paper in his hand and handed it to Xu Lan: "Yuan Zhen didn't eat when he left, right! He left it for you."

"Is that right?" Xu Lan returned the fan to her, took the oil paper bag and opened it. It was four or five dried plums, vegetables and meat pies, and was stunned: "You fry them?"

"That's it." Shunyu was a little proud: "The food on the table was completely dirty. I ate a bowl of noodles, and saw that some flour, dried plums and two taels of pork belly were left in the kitchen. I cooked a bowl of lard with fat and fryed the cake until the two sides were golden, which made Chen Huan come... "

Seeing that he was holding the cake but not put it in his mouth, he urged, "What are you looking at? I'm not bad at all, I can't help but want to eat one."

Three points of joy, four points of emotion, and five points of attachment, mixed into an indescribable emotion, flowing softly and deeply in Xu Lan's heart.
Chapter completed!