Imperial Capital·Edict Prison

At both ends of the gloomy and cramped corridor, an overcrowded cell was filled with unkempt figures.

In the room that looks like a sardine can, many people don't even have a place to sit. The floor is covered with rancid food and excrement, making this place look less like a prison cell and more like a pigsty or cattle pen for raising livestock...

The big shots who once held all the power are now like animals, fighting each other and wallowing in filthy feces just for a small piece of open space where they can lie down and rest.

Huang Zizhen, who had just changed into prison uniform, stared at the cells along the way in stunned silence, his whole body shaking violently uncontrollably.

The disgusting smell of feces, the shrill screams coming from far away, the familiar yet unfamiliar faces that looked like livestock in captivity...

When he thought that he would sink into this purgatory like them, Huang Zizhen's stomach churned violently, and he retched while murmuring in despair.

"Why is this happening! Why is this happening! Ugh..."

Beside him, the two guards escorting him raised their eyebrows, patted his vest and comforted him gently.

"The conditions of the prison are limited. Please bear with me, Mr. Huang. As long as you live there for a few days, I believe you will get used to it soon."

Hearing this, Huang Zizhen's breath froze, he desperately grabbed Jin Yiwei's hand, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"No! Please, put me in a separate room. I don't want to be like them."

As soon as he glanced at the faces stained with feces in the cell, Huang Zizhen felt like there were snakes, insects, rats and ants scurrying all over his body, and he was retching again.

"Sigh... Mr. Huang, you have to understand that the country has no money. There are only so many cells in this prison. How can they compare with your more than 2,000 houses?"

Before he finished speaking, another Jin Yiwei also spoke up.

"That's right, even though our prison is small, it is very humane. It will definitely be warmer to live in than those deep mansions of yours!"

"…………"

Human touch...warmth...

That's the smell and temperature of fermented feces...

Just when Huang Zizhen fell into despair, Jin Yiwei stabbed him again without mercy.

"Don't worry, everyone is just like you when they first come here. They will get used to it after waiting for a few days."

"No!!"

The weak and futile struggle was like a joke in Wu Fu's eyes. The two guards in uniforms couldn't help but escort him inside. Along the way, someone in the cell recognized Huang Zizhen, squeezed to the stainless steel fence, stretched out his hands and wailed like a zombie.

"Master Huang! Master Huang Zizhen! I am Feian! I gave you a house! Please save me! I will thank you very much when I get out..."

The shrill howl made Huang Zizhen tremble all over. Looking at the familiar dirty face, he seemed to have seen a ghost and let the Jin Yiwei drag him away quickly.

I don't!

I do not know you!

Don't talk nonsense!

However, as you go deeper into the prison, the higher the prisoner's status, the more people he has "friendships" with.

These crazy guys who are imprisoned are like drowning people. They will cling to any straw, regardless of whether it is useful or not.

"Master Huang! Get me out! I'll spend all my money to repay you!"

"Huang Zizhen, get me out, or I'll expose all your excuses!"

"Huang Zizhen..."

"Master Huang..."

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The "enthusiastic" welcome ceremony along the way made Huang Zizhen break into a cold sweat, and he felt endless sadness in his heart.

Why are you, such a dignified nobleman and minister, reduced to such a low state?!

Soon, Huang Zizhen was taken to the core area of ​​the imperial prison. After all, this was where high-ranking officials were imprisoned. The conditions were better than those in the periphery, at least it was not like a shack for animals.

When he was put into a cell, people around him immediately gathered around him.

"Master Huang! Why did you come in too?!"

Looking at the familiar faces, Huang Zizhen smiled in despair: "[Zhen Guo Gong] bloodbathed the court, not just me, I am afraid that many colleagues behind him will not escape..."

"How can it be?!!"

"Madman! Madman!"

Originally they were counting on high-ranking officials to get them out, but even important ministers like Huang Zizhen were imprisoned, and everyone was completely in despair.

After a long time, someone came back to his senses and grabbed Huang Zizhen and asked him carefully.

"Master Huang, how is the situation outside now? My home..."

His expression froze, Huang Zizhen cast a look of pity, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke quietly.

"Sir Dai, your whole family...are all thrown into prison. The people who ransacked your house took out all your property. They ransacked it for more than ten days and still haven't finished it..."

The pupils slowly dilated, and the person who asked the question didn't even come up for a breath, and fainted on the spot.

"Master Dai! Master Dai!"

Everyone rushed to the rescue, pinching him and slapping him, and finally woke him up.

"The sky has no eyes! The tyrant leads the beasts to eat people! It brings disaster to the country and the people! The thousand-year-old country of Damin has been destroyed in one day!!"

The cuckoo's blood-like cry made everyone's eyes red and their hearts filled with sadness.

"Master Huang, what about my family?"

"Your family... is similar, except that your son... was brave and unyielding. He had a conflict with the [Shenwu Army] who ransacked the house and was killed on the spot..."

As if struck by a thunderbolt, the person who asked the question staggered two steps, lost sight of his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

He had a son at an old age and doted on him since he was a child. He knew that his son was arrogant and domineering and had done all kinds of bad things outside, but he was reluctant to teach him a lesson.

But I didn't expect that the [Shenwu Army] wouldn't tolerate him and killed him directly...

"Mr. Liu, I express my condolences. In fact, it may not be a good thing for your young master to be happy. Otherwise, given the things he has committed, he might go to the execution ground and be cut into pieces..."

Patting his shoulder, Huang Zizhen comforted him bitterly.

"Death by a thousand cuts?!"

However, the officials who were trapped in the imperial edict and were blind to information from the outside world widened their eyes and looked at Huang Zizhen in disbelief.

In their expectation, the worst outcome would be to have their home confiscated and sent to the frontier, but they did not expect that Huang Zizhen brought them a big "surprise".

Seeing everyone's dull and horrified eyes, Huang Zizhen smiled sadly and nodded.

"[Zhen Guogong] The God of Death has come to the world. Now hundreds of people are being tortured every day at the execution ground, and thousands of people are beheaded and beheaded... In just ten months, tens of thousands of people have been killed, and the bones have piled up into mountains.

, the water of the great river is dyed red..."

"Moreover, most of these people are ministers of the imperial court and pillars of the country. I wonder if one day we will also..."

The sad words stopped suddenly, and Huang Zizhen covered his face with his sleeves, tears streaming down his face.

"How could it be? How could this happen?"

Pupils were out of focus, and everyone murmured with empty eyes, unable to accept this terrible reality.

Just a month or two ago, they were high-ranking ministers and prominent wealthy families who ruled the central empire. Their will could influence the entire country and control the life and death of hundreds of millions of people.

But after the sudden death of the late emperor, the development of the situation was completely out of control.

In just a few dozen days, [Zhen Guo Gong] transferred the [Shenwu Army] to the capital, and they all became turtles in the urn and fish on the knife!

What puzzles them most is why the new [Emperor] is so decisive?

Doesn't she know that the emperor and officials both prosper and suffer?

Without them, who will help her rule this empire?

Isn't she worried that when officials from other places see their fate, they will be determined to support those powerful separatists?

The empire is now in this situation. Not only does she not be gentle and compromise, and win over their loyal ministers, but she goes even harder and allows the [Zhen Guo Gong] to slaughter loyal people. Isn't she afraid that all the heroes in the world will rise up and overthrow her, the tyrant?

"Those who win the hearts of the people win the world. The new emperor is cruel and cruel, killing the virtuous and slaughtering the people. Damn Pill!!!"

"The people of the land of China are in dire straits. Corpses are piled up in the mountains and rivers, and their cries are shaking the heaven and earth. The tyrant and her lackeys will not have a good death!!"

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Just as everyone was roaring in grief, dense footsteps were heard in the distance.

As familiar figures were pushed forward by the jailers, everyone's eyes were as wide as bells, staring blankly at the embarrassed crowd.

"Lord Liu Jianli..."

"Lord Lu Zhe..."

"Lord Liu Yu..."

"Lord Fan Zhengyuan..."

Soon, each of the originally spacious cells was filled to the brim, leaving no room to even stand.
To be continued...