Chapter 37: Observing the Autumnal Hair King Wen Shu

After accompanying Wang Wenshu to eat candy in the dungeon that smells rotten for a while, Yun Lang and Cao Xiang returned to the ground. When they went out, they heard Wang Wenshu's hysterical laughter roaring in the dungeon.

This is the rule of derivation of things. A mistake, an event, or an idea can change the lives of many people.

Although Wang Wenshu is a famous cruel official, Liu Che is much more terrifying than Wang Wenshu.

Liu Che said that once he made a decision, there was no room for change. Although Wang Wenshu was a vicious dog, there was a chain tied around his neck.

Therefore, after 30% of the nobles in the Tingwei Mansion prison died, Liu Che appointed Wang Wenshu, and it is estimated that 20% of the deaths will be over.

The assassination incident was not a good thing for Liu Che. Being assassinated by his own ministers only shows that the era of "the king treats his ministers as earth, and the ministers treat him as enemies" has finally arrived.

This is a warning that Liu Che values, and it is definitely not a nonsense like a goshawk hitting the hall.

Dong Zhongshu refused to declare his "resonance of heaven and man" to the emperor, which played a very bad role, making Liu Che even more distrustful of his ministers.

A person who has been locked up in a dungeon for a long time has changed his vision, so it was already evening when Wang Wenshu came out of the dungeon.

A man in a ragged clothes and as thin as a ghost, was blindfolded and stood in the open space of the Tingwei Mansion Prison and laughed like a bird that only caused the owls. The entire Tingwei Mansion Prison was quiet.

"I treat those who fall into my heart like a king. I will no longer treat those who don't fall into my heart..."

Is Yun Lang lying on the railing watching the fun? Cao Xiang naturally understood the meaning of this sentence. The prisoners who abused Wang Wenshu were in the air.

Seeing Wang Wenshu walking past the prisoners like a ghost, and asking everyone to chant the three words "Wang Wenshu", the prisoners chanted tremblingly, and Wang Wenshu listened greedily, and his face almost touched the faces of the prisoners, as if he wanted to suck all the vitality of these people in one mouthful.

Then, Yun Lang and Cao Xiang saw the most terrifying punishment in the world.

Some prisoners were thrown into water tanks filled with water, some were thrown into large jars with fire, some were thrown into the middle of two wooden boards, and some were tied to a winch and pulled out their limbs...

"Dear friends, I have done anything that cannot be told, just say, if you have done anything illegal, don't hide anything, don't let go of anything... As long as you let go, I will use all these punishments on you...

Gugugu... No one here is innocent. Let’s show your convictions and let’s see that you have done those shameful things behind your back.

Let Your Majesty see what the ministers he used to be interested in were.

Say it, say it, I want to hear your begging, and you scream... Hahaha, start with the Tianzi No. 2 cell!"

The cell where Yunlang Cao Xiang lives is in Zhengbei, and it is the best cell in the prison, and it is called Tianzi No. 1.

The ones who were detained in the cell No. 2 of Tianzi were Lu Bushu and Sima Qian!

Seeing the two men being dragged out of the cell by the soldiers, Yun Lang anxiously said to Cao Xiang, "This guy is crazy. Will he kill Sima?"

Cao Xiang widened his eyes and looked at Wang Wenshu standing in the moon ground and said, "Grandpa, I'm really open-minded. Your Majesty's edict can instantly turn a mud-like dog thief into a demon king who controls the life and death of others."

Yun Lang pointed to Lu Bushu, who had been sent to the winch and was gradually stretched out and laughing, saying, "If Sima goes up, his life will be gone."

Cao Xiang said lightly, "We have done what we should do. Now it depends on whether Wang Wenshu will give you face. Why do you always be so urgent when you arrive at Sima, and you are in chaos."

Yun Lang sighed and said, "Sima is very unlucky."

Cao Xiang said angrily, "Our brothers are even more unlucky. We wipe the butts for these bastards all day long. If we continue like this, I am worried that one day there will be no plate on my hands to save people, so I will buckle them with my hands."

Cao Xiang's words make sense. The more you use the feelings, the thinner it becomes, and Liu Che rarely gives face to others.

Yun Lang didn't know how long he could maintain his favor in Liu Che's heart.

Wang Wenshu's court was set up in the open space in the prison, surrounded by a large circle of prisons, each prison contains three or two people.

Perhaps his eyes were already familiar with the darkness. After pulling off the sun-shading cloth on his face, he sat on a huge blanket with food all around him.

Many people hoped that he would be pushed to death all at once, but Wang Wenshu just looked at the food greedily, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and sipped slowly.

"A certain family is innocent, but they just record historical books based on facts."

Sima Qian looked at Lu Bushu, whose body was stretched half a foot long and was still laughing wildly, and said, "It's not that he doesn't confess, but that he's already crazy."

Wang Wenshu was not unfamiliar with Sima Qian. He put down the porridge bowl and said lightly, "You must be guilty! Since you have been sent to prison by Your Majesty, you must be guilty."

There are no innocent people here. Even the Hou Yun and Hou Cao who are locked in the cell No. 1 of Tianzi, they are also guilty, but His Majesty is unwilling to pursue the matter.

As for you, Lu Bushu is already crazy, it doesn’t matter. Your Majesty wants to confess. Even if he is really crazy, he still has to confess!"

Sima Qian couldn't stand Lu Bushu's miserable situation, so he turned his head, but found that the other side was even more miserable. A prison officer sandwiched between the wooden board was already flowing with all his shit and urine. He scratched the wooden board with his hands and actually grabbed the wooden board with blood.

Sima Qian looked up at the starry sky and said, "Your Majesty is not bad to treat Sima Qian, but I recorded Your Majesty's fault in history books. In terms of human nature, it is indeed wrong.

However, as a historian, his duties are dependent on history books!”

Wang Wenshu licked the porridge bowl and looked at Sima Qian coldly without saying a word.

Sima Qian also said, "Since Your Majesty does not allow Sima Qian to write historical books truthfully, please allow Sima Qian to be martyred for historical books."

Wang Wenshu sneered and said, "Your Majesty wants to confess, your life and death are not important!"

After saying that, Yun Lang watched Sima Qian be pushed and shoved by two jailers and was locked up in prison.

However, Lu Bushu was removed from the winch by the jailers and threw it into a large jar, and soon a fire broke out from the bottom.

Sima Qian grabbed the railing and tried hard to stick his head out, looking at Yun Lang beside him and said to Cao Xiang, "I may not be able to get through it."

Cao Xiang threw a candy into his mouth and said, "We gave Wang Wenshu two candies, he shouldn't force you too much.

Brother Zi, your Majesty is actually very afraid of you. If you modify the bad things that Your Majesty does in the history books, you will be fine. You can sit here with us while drinking while watching others be in trouble."

Sima Qian shook his head and said, "I traveled through mountains and rivers in the first half of my life and worked hard for this historical book. If it is revised, my first half of my life will be in vain. It is extremely worthless to use my old age to exchange for my green years."

Yun Lang smiled bitterly and said, "When your Majesty is a hundred years later, will it not be too late for you to write these things?"

Sima Qian smiled bitterly and said, "Writing historical books itself is a matter that is better to be straightforward than to bend.

Truth is the life of history books. If I live for a while, then the descendants of future generations will live for a lifetime. Since I set a precedent for the historian family, then this must be opened well and there is no room for me to live for a while.

Yunhou, I know that I value Sima Qian's life, but there is no need to. My "Records of the Grand Historian" has been basically completed. What I have recorded now is nothing more than what is happening in this dynasty. It doesn't matter whether I have a husband or not.

Mr. Yun takes it lightly, don’t worry about this.”

"ah"

A shrill scream came from the center of the venue. Lu Bushu jumped out of the urn and ran around the ground barefoot. While running, he pointed at Wang Wenshu and scolded, "Are you not afraid of God's punishment with such a despicable punishment?"

Although the voice is anxious, the words are straight and the meaning of madness can be seen there.

Cao Xiang looked at the wonder scene in front of him, and all the candy pieces fell out of his mouth, pointing at Lu Bushu, who was still running wildly, and said to Yun Lang, "Look, Wang Wenshu has cured Lu Bushu's madness."

Yun Lang looked at Sima Qian and said, "Are you sure Lu Bushu is crazy?"

Sima Qian frowned and said, "He even ate his own feces, how come he is not a lunatic?"

After eating and drinking, Wang Wenshu, who was on a walk, came to the cell where Yun Lang was imprisoned, and laughed and said, "What's the point of eating feces? I have seen him biting down his ten fingers one by one as food.
Chapter completed!