Chapter 393 The Important Cases (Part 1)

The south bank of Shichahai, Dunjun Prince's Mansion, front hall.

The tenth prince sat in the hall with a ferocious expression. He looked at the two kneeling on the ground and shouted to the people standing by the left and right: "I beat you, beat you hard, I don't know. This is a rebellious thing. I dare to chew my master's tongue!"

One of the two was named Fucheng and the other was Mingshan. He was always the one who was the one who should use the Tenth Prince and followed him.

Now, they were only trembling, but they didn't even dare to beg for mercy. They had been with the Tenth Prince for two years and had seen this master's method of punishing people. They were the most impatient for others to beg for mercy. If they were to calm down and be beaten, they would be fine if they were angry. If they dared to cry and ask their parents for mercy, the whip would be out of order, and they would have to die.

In their hearts, they were afraid that they even regretted their intestines. The cause of this incident was just a few gossips.

It turned out that the two of them were on duty today, and they were awkward, so they didn't know how to talk about the master. One said, "My master has looked at him with kind faces and kind eyes, but he is much more generous than before."

Another said: "It may not be so. I heard that many people who have been punished in the past two months are better than my father-in-law. I was so worried a few days ago!"

It was also time for these two unlucky people to come out alone. When the Tenth Prince walked out, he heard these two sentences. I don’t know where the evil fire was touching. He immediately became angry and called people to tie Fucheng and Mingshan.

In this way, Fucheng and Mingshan were dragged to the yard to execute the execution, and they heard the sound of "slap" boards, and the muffled groans of pain from the two of them.

The tenth prince had a gloomy face and was still breathing heavily.

The headmaster Xiao Shengzi of the palace was a little unable to listen, but he did not dare to anger his master's brows, so he could only endure it. Until the tenth prince's face was slowed down, the muffled groans outside gradually subsided, Xiao Shengzi bowed and said in a low voice: "Master, these two masters are carrying positions!"

Fucheng and Mingshan were not slaves from the royal palace, but third-class guards assigned by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and were officials of fifth-rank rank.

The Tenth Prince snorted coldly. Even if he was from the Manchu family, he was not a slave of the royal family. He just didn't have to make a feud with the two families for a moment. Therefore, the Tenth Prince waved his hand at Xiao Shengzi and said, "Let me stop and let those two dog slaves reflect on themselves!" At the end of his speech, his voice was a bit cold.

Xiao Shengzi responded quickly and lowered his head and left to pass the message.

After a while, Fucheng and Mingshan were no longer standing straight, and their faces were covered in cold sweat. However, they still had to follow the rules and kneel at the door, kowtowing and saying, "I thank my master for your kindness!"

Looking at the two men's tower-like body panels, the Tenth Prince was already calming and angry and lit up again: "Damn it, why don't you get away with me!"

After hearing this, Fucheng and Mingshan did not dare to delay any more. They struggled to get up and let someone help them.

The tenth prince stood up and walked a few steps in the hall. He felt his chest was blocked, which made people feel so angry.

He took a few steps, walked out of the hall, and walked into the yard.

On both sides of the corridor, there were magnolias planted on one side and pomegranate trees planted on the other side. Now, it is late February, and the magnolia flowers have already withered, leaving only tender green leaves. The pomegranate trees are sprouting, and the branches are light green.

The tenth prince raised his head and looked at the pomegranate tree. The pomegranate has many seeds. It is a good omen and a good meaning...

His face became more and more gloomy, and he wanted to call someone to cut the pomegranate immediately. But he was still a little shy, afraid that if he did that, he would be more and more hopeless in the future. He sighed in his heart and slapped his feet fiercely.

Yesterday, the Ninth Prince sent someone to ask him to pass by the mansion. He said he had not gone away, so he really had no intention of getting involved in their so-called major events.

After standing in the yard for a while, the Tenth Prince felt something was wrong and felt that the stinky smell was lingering. He frowned, called the prince's house manager, and asked, "What's going on outside the door? Is this a secret ditch? Why is it so smelly? Didn't you pay it a few days ago?"

Speaking of the hidden ditch in the capital, it was built during the Yuan Dynasty when the "Dadu" was built, and it was located underground on the main streets. Every other section of the ground, there are infiltration wells that are connected to it. After the sewage is poured into the infiltration well, it flows through the hidden ditch to the water gate and river channels.

This dark trench was old and accumulated a lot of filth, but it was inconvenient to dredge it because it was built underground. Whenever it was silted, dirty water flowed and the smell was foul. Later, a custom was formed. After the Spring Equinox, local soldiers dredge large and small ditches, river troughs, and ponds. The servants of residents in each street and the "dig husbands" who were hired to lift the trench covers, dig the silt in the seepage wells, and clear underground ditches.

The manager replied quickly: "If you go back to the master, it is not the smell of the road, it is the dredging of Haizi!"

"Haizi clears the dredging?" The tenth prince was a little surprised when he heard this.

The water surface of Shichahai is wide and connected to Houhai and Xihai, and is not like other ponds. The dredging here is every three or five years. Every time it is just a formality, digging some mud by the sea.

The in charge saw that the tenth prince was puzzled and replied carefully: "Master, it is from Shuntian Prefecture and the military personnel and the military personnel. They have sent civil servants to clean up the dredging of Haizi. The water has already drained yesterday.

With such a big fanfare, the tenth prince couldn't help but wonder and said to the manager: "Go out and ask, who was thinking about the trick? It's so fishy that it's still a matter of being there?"

The in charge did not turn around and leave, but replied, "Master, I know more about this. I heard that someone caught catfish in Haizi a few days ago, and had people intercepted their fingers in their stomachs. He went to report to the infantry commander's office. Although the person who reported the case was a bannerman, because he was involved in the local area, the Shuntian Prefecture Office and the people from the Bingmasi took over the case. In order to catch the body, he arranged to clean up the dredge!"

When the tenth prince heard the word "corpse", he curled his lips. He had been in the mansion for many years, and in addition to the refining of the servants in the mansion, he also filled in a few of them.

A few days ago, he even sank a bitch's body into Haizi.

He was a noble prince and always disdainful of prostitutes. However, because he had a hidden illness in the past two years, his condition was getting better and worse, and he was really irritated.

Since you are a man, if you are not as strong as a hero, what will you become? You have become the "second tail"?

He is only 32 years old this year, and he is in his prime. He is so sick that he cannot speak to others. How can he not be depressed? In addition, he is also interested in the affairs of the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince.

His biological mother was born with a noble background, which made him the first title of Prince Duoluo. Among the princes, there were only three people who were first named Prince, except for the eldest prince and the third prince, he was the only one.

The eighth prince, who has always been famous, is only a Beile. The ninth prince, the fourteenth prince and the tenth prince were all granted by the titles of the early 48th year of Kangxi, but the two of them had only a Gushan Beizi.

The tenth prince has few wives and concubines, and has both children, so life is the most worry-free. Even if you are with the eighth prince and the ninth prince, it is just because your brothers are close to each other and they are always close, and they are not a party.

He is only 32 years old this year. If he continues like this for the rest of his life, he might as well die as soon as possible. In the past two years, in order to restore his strength, he has taken a lot of folk remedies and used many disgusting medicine tips. The wine soaked by the deer whip and the tiger whip has not been interrupted for a day, but it has always been ineffective.

He heard that bitches are so varied that they are the most attractive, so he really has no choice but to send someone to a brothel and buy a top brand.

Because he was afraid that the bitch would not let go of his identity as a prince, he fed medicine in front of him and sent it to the mansion after he didn't know the situation.

The bitch was still obedient and couldn't figure out what was going on. She only realized that she was just an old errand after being cleaned up and carried onto the bed.

Although the tenth prince thought she was dirty, in order to "treat the disease", he let the bitch do whatever he wanted.

The bitch was sincerely trying to serve the service with obedience, wishing she could use all seventy-two martial arts, but she still couldn't enter the alley. The bitch had a sore hands and mouth, which was sore that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she curled her lips and showed impatience on her face.

The Tenth Prince had a ghost in his heart. When he saw this bitch like this, he just thought she looked down on him. The master who had always been accustomed to being arrogant could not bear this, and immediately slapped the bitch twice.

The bitch was stunned by the beating and couldn't help crying and begging for mercy.

The tenth prince felt his ears "buzzing", and became more upset. He stretched out his hand and strangled the bitch's neck...

Well, the world is pure.

That night, he sent someone to drag the bitch's body out to Chen Haizi.

Calculate the day, it's only a few days before, and the water in spring is cold, and the bitch's body is probably still intact.

The Tenth Prince didn't take it seriously. Who would have found such a thing? Even if someone dared to find out about Prince Dun's Mansion and sent someone out to take the blame, it would not be a big deal.

What he was depressed was that the sludge smelled too much...

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Today is the day when Cheng Mengxing goes south. Cao Yong went to the yamen early in the morning and then went to the Cheng family to see him off.

Just as Iduli was happy to take a concubine, Iduli saw that Cao Yong was not allowed to wait, so Yiduli complained and pulled him to let him go. Cao Yong had already sent someone to prepare a gift and said a good word to congratulate him, so he was able to escape.

Even if there is no Cheng Mengxing incident, Cao Yong will find a way to push him. Although there is no connection between Yang Ruixue and him, he is still somewhat worried because of the Li family affairs.

Not to mention Cao Yong, even Yang Ruixue himself may not be willing to meet old friends.

Some past events cannot be recalled, and it is a blessing to be forgotten as soon as possible.

When Cao Yong arrived at Cheng's house, several carriages in the mansion had been loaded, and several of them from the Hanlin Academy came to see him off in the same year.

Perhaps because of the mixed eyes of many people, Han Jiang did not show up.

Cao Yong changed into regular clothes, and was young, like an ordinary official, so no one knew that he was an official in the Taipu Temple. There were two familiar Shujishis, and they also asked what relatives he was from the Cheng family, and what subject he was from.

When Cao Yong heard this, he was secretly amused, but said that his fame and fortune had not been revealed and his friendship was in the world.

Those Shujishi thought they were students in Hanlin Academy for the past two years, and finally got a chance to show off. Starting from the eight-legged essay "solving the problem", they talked endlessly about experience.

Those who can enter the Hanlin Academy as a Shuji scholar are the best among the second, third and third Jinshi.

Although this was boring, Cao Yong listened with relish and thought it had gained knowledge.

This year is the year of the provincial examination. Now it is March, and there are five or six months left for the provincial examination. By then, Cao Song and his brothers will all be filial, and the young men will not be able to escape and take the exam.

Although Cao Yong himself thought that the eight-legged essay was useless, this was the way to advance to the imperial examination. Since the younger brothers worked hard to study and gain fame, he, as a brother, must also do his best to do his best.

In fact, if Cheng Mengxing had not been going south, it would be best if Cheng Mengxing could occasionally talk about the eight-legged essays to Cao Shuo and Cao Xiang. Now it seems that it is better to find another suitable talent.

Cheng Mengxing came out of the inner house and saw that his friends had arrived, so he had to hold his fists and thank him.

Seeing Cao Yong arrive in person, he was quite surprised and smiled and said, "Furuo, didn't you just rest a few days ago? Why didn't you go to the yamen?" Speaking of this, he didn't see Mr. Zhuang everywhere, and he was slightly disappointed, saying, "Why didn't you come?"

Cao Yong smiled and said, "Since Brother Wu Qiao is coming to visit me, I should come to see you off. The gentleman said that he is in his twilight years and cannot bear the pain of parting. When we meet next time, we will drink and chat with Brother Wu Qiao."

Cheng Mengxing is not a mother-in-law either, so she laughed at her.

Just now, he talked about the two shuji scholars with Cao Yong. Seeing that Cheng Mengxing respected Cao Yong quite well, he mentioned the yamen again and pulled Cheng Mengxing on the sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Wu Qiao, a family friend, has already become an official? Although he has no fame, his words are a bit elegant. Are you making a pen and post in the department?"
Chapter completed!