The Imperial Tower, ten thousand people reach the sky gate.

Chengtian Gate, which connects the imperial city and the palace city, is the north gate of the entire palace city, that is, the main gate. Outside the gate is the famous Chengtian Gate Square. This square, the largest area in the same era, is not only a clear place deliberately reserved for the safety of the palace city, but also the place where the people gather the most when the imperial city opens during the New Year Festival. At this time, the emperor will climb the Chengtian Gate Tower and accept the worship of all people, and it has shown that he is happy with the people.

At this time, in this world's largest square in the seventh century AD, officials from various departments of the imperial city that had just dispersed had a full set of court uniforms, upholding the orders of the Political Affairs Hall, neatly arranged outside Chengtian Gate to wait for the punishment. Standing more than ten steps away from the entire team was Tang Li, the Taile Cheng who had just recovered from his injuries.

During the Tang Dynasty, officials above the sixth rank of the court had the right to impeach the memorials, and the authenticity of these memorials were divided into the scope of the authority of the Censorate. At that time, there was no such thing as "report and news". In particular, Zhao Fengzhang, the prefect of Ning, exposed more than 20 crimes of the chief assistant Li Linfu of the dynasty, and was arrested and killed by the Censorate with a "spoken word".

Outside Chengtian Gate, in full view of everyone, with Wang Huan, the censor, shouting, four men holding water and fire sticks, dragging a middle-aged man out.

Tang Li looked closely and saw that Hu Landa was about 40 years old. He was wearing a sixth-grade regular suit and had already been removed from his crown. His pale face was dragged into the ranks of officials by the public. If he hadn't been sealed, he would have shouted out.

Four water and fire sticks pressed down one by one, and Hu Landa was already lying on the ground. After the Censor Wang Qiang looked at Tang Li and the officials again, he said coldly: "Roading a Staff."

Just as the first water and fire stick was raised high, another male man flashed down and opened Hulanda's closure. But before he could speak, a huge pain came from his back and buttocks, and the vague "injustice" had turned into a scream.

These men are obviously selected masters of torture. They have made the "layered lanes and hills" stick technique of the first-hand man. The water and fire sticks are even and dense, but the force is light first and then heavy. Hulanda's screams are also louder, just like lotus growing step by step, getting higher and higher.

The man leaned down and tried to flatten it with a stick. When the fourth stick was reached, the water and fire stick had already brought a bunch of flesh and blood. After that, every stick would inevitably splash blood and minced meat. As more and more sticks were used, Hulanda had already screamed at the top of his lungs, but these people could use the stick to force out every potential on his body, so as to make a hoarse howl like a beast.

One stick at a time, when it was about to reach twenty sticks, Tang Li saw not only blood flowers, but also flesh and blood stripped away by the water and fire sticks. At this point, with the full force of these four selected public officials, the original ordinary poker punishment had evolved into the naked torture killing in front of Chengtian Gate.

Hu Landa's throat had already broken. At this time, the sounds were roars from the bottom of her heart, and the hoarse voice echoed around the Chengtian Gate Tower. The officials of the ministry who were ordered to observe the punishment were usually pampered, but when they saw this scene, their faces had already turned pale. Because the censors were inspecting back and forth, they could only witness this bloody scene. Many of them even trembled with the rise and fall of the water and fire sticks, and there was a slight breathing sound between their teeth.

Seeing Hu Landa being tortured, Tang Li's thoughts drifted further away, "This is Li Linfu's method!"

It is no accident that it was putting Hu Landa to deal with it today. It was in this place that more than ten days ago, Tang Li walked through the various departments and yamen in the imperial city with blood. Although no one dared to discuss it publicly, the ridicule of him, the beloved son-in-law of the prime minister, was inevitable. Today, when he was recovering from his injuries and returning to the yamen, this scene was staged. The thoughts of the prime minister of the dynasty were self-evident.

Thinking further, this was not only the best welcome ceremony prepared by Li Linfu for his son-in-law to go to the yamen again, but also allowing all officials to observe the punishment is obviously the best way for the Prime Minister to establish his authority.

On that day, Pei Yaoqing lost his defeat in the political struggle and stopped his prime minister. Li Linfu further controlled his way of speaking. At that time, Du Jin wrote a letter to speak out, and was demoted to the lower state order. It was also this time that the Chief Minister, who once again established his unshakable status, made a very incisive remark to the court officials: "You and others do not see the horse that stands as a guard of ceremonies, and they are silent all day long and will be beaten with third-rank beans, and once they are yelled, they will be dismissed."

After a few years, it was these two memorials that impeached Tang Li that made Li Linfu realize that some people may no longer be willing to be a "master" again, and he needed to use Hu Landa's flesh and blood to evoke the old memories of all officials in the court.

After the morning court involving Wang Zhongsi, when Tang Li returned to the yamen to observe the matter, the scene of the murder in front of Chengtian Gate was really meaningful.

The hoarse screams echoed in front of Chengtian Gate. At this time, not only were the civil and military officials who were watching the punishment, but also the noisy imperial city departments in the past were also silent like death. Countless pairs of eyes hiding behind the window door to look at the tortured Hu Landa, and then turned to the seventh-grade Tailecheng who stood with his hands behind his back and wearing a green cloth dress.

"Twenty-three, twenty-four..." Just as Tang Li counted to "twenty-six", a piece of bloody flesh fell in front of his feet with the raised water and fire stick.

Tang Li took a step back with disgust on his face, but hit another person. He turned his head and looked at Yang Yuzhao who was sucking his mouth like a toothache.

"If you don't work at the Ministry of Revenue, why are you here to join in the fun?" The scene in front of you was too bloody, and Tang Li was so happy that someone would talk.

"The officials of the department were detained here to watch the punishment. This guy was in such a pig-killing exchange. Who in the imperial city had the intention to do the wrong thing? The difference was that Brother Yu came out to see, and they were all hiding behind the window to see." While speaking in a low voice, Yang Yuzhao grinned again, "What a good guy, where did Wang Dongtai find these four men, one stick to peel off the flesh, his skills are really amazing! It is really rare to see such a torture at the gate of the palace."

"Look at your excited look! Since it's a murderer, it's so close to you? You're not afraid of feeling terrified." Tang Li couldn't help frowning while listening to the hoarse roar behind him sideways and frowned.

"You still count? Tell me!" Yang Yuzhao said casually, then turned his eyes and said, "Don't love, once again, the old prime minister has given you a lot of face. Hu Landa is like this now, even if he stops the stick, he will still be dead. It's only a few more days to delay it. This is the time for you to be a good person, so you go out and stop it. It doesn't matter whether Wang Dongtai is correct or not, and you also show your forgiveness in front of these big guys."

Hearing this, Tang Li pondered for a moment and shook his head and said, "While the old father-in-law is making a face for me, looking deeper, it is like a general who commands the army to kill people and establish his authority. Besides, if the tiger is not dead, it will be eaten by him. I can't get anything to go up and get stuck in it?" He said, "When this guy came on the book that day, he hated me for not being dead?"

After hearing this, Yang Yuzhao stared at Tang Li's face for a moment before whispering: "Everyone has rumored that you will be vengeful. Now I am full of faith."

"What is the vengeance that must be avenged? This is called avenging revenge. Have I ever avenged the money?" Tang Li replied angrily. When he was about to say it, Yang Yuzhao's eyes suddenly shrank. When he turned his head to look, he saw Hu Landa, who was spitting a bunch of blood foam in his mouth like a bloody man, suddenly twitching and his body stopped moving again. At this time, the 37th stick was almost finished.

At this time, the Chengtian Gate was covered in blood, and Hu Landa, who died on the ground, had already become a pile of rotten meat. Looking through the bloody redness, the bloody bones between his back and buttocks could be seen vaguely.

It was better when Hu Landa could shout and move, but when he became a pile of rotten meat, it made people feel disgusting. As soon as the four men finished giving back, some officials who were observing the punishment couldn't help but turn around and retwine.

In the silence, the public dragged Hu Landa's body away, and none of the officials who had finished the punishment spoke in silence. Yang Yuzhao threw a look at Tang Li and turned around. For a moment, except for the imperial guards on duty in front of Chengtian Gate, the building was empty.

Tang Li looked down for a while before he looked up to Chengtian Gate. He was extremely careful while walking and tried not to get a trace of blood on his feet...

When he arrived at the palace teaching office, Tang Li learned that the music workers had been sent out of Beijing in batches, and Wen Yan praised the subordinates of the head of the king and others. Then he stayed in Du Fu's room for a moment. After nearly a month, the text adaptation of the [Mulan Ci] had been completed. Now he only waited for Jinzhou Guanguan to arrive in Beijing and started the drill.

But for some reason, when Tang Li talked to Wang Zhushi and others and Du Fu, the bright red blood often flashed in his mind unnaturally, which also disturbed his mind because of this matter. Once the official matter was finished, he would leave the palace and return home without stopping.

Tang Li did not feel guilty about Hu Landa's death, but the scene was too bloody at that time. He couldn't help feeling palpitations after the first time he saw someone being tortured and killed.

When he returned to Xuanche, Tang Li took the Li wine placed in the car and took a big mouthful of it. He let the spicy heat flow through his stomach and intestines, and then he felt that his palpitations were much better. He said on the bike board: "Go home!"

The carriage was rippling straight to the Tang Mansion. Tang Li had just got off the car at the door when he saw the door salute and reported: "Master Huaisu, who was worshipped in the mansion, had already returned to the mansion, and there were also Mr. Zhai and a Taoist nun. Now they are enjoying the scenery in the back garden of the mansion. The master and the young man immediately reported when he saw the young master return home."

"The monk and Lao Zhai are both back?" After hearing the words of the disciple, Tang Li, who was originally discomfort, asked in surprise, saying that it has been more than a month since Lao Zhai followed his senior brother to invite the prison to Luoyang to decorate the palace in the eastern capital. It has been more than a month now, and it has been nearly a month since Monk Huaisu refused to leave Beijing. At this time, he suddenly learned that the two of them were back together, so why didn't Tang Li be happy?

After asking casually, Tang Li ran to the back garden without waiting for the door to reply, which surprised the servants and servants along the way, wondering why his young master, who was the most popular in the weekdays, was so incompetent today.

As he walked to the back garden, Tang Li saw a bald head shining with sunlight on the banks of Xingzi Lake. When he was happy, his palpitations had already disappeared. He was still far away, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Where did the wild monk come from? Let's go and come whenever he says!"

"We were waiting in Dongdu and heard that the new top scholar was beaten by His Majesty, and half of the imperial city was bleeding. So I rushed back at night. Now I just saw that my legs and feet were so straightforward. It was obvious that the board was too big and too light!" Huaisu's joyful voice came in the wind, and Zhai Yan, who had been missing for a long time, had already stood up and greeted him.

Knowing that Zhai Yan was good at adjusting his feet, when the two approached, Tang Li laughed and stretched out his hand to pat the old Zhai's shoulder hard, and shouted, "I missed me so much."

Zhai Yan failed to steal the chicken, and Tang Li retakes the photo on his shoulder. His originally unbearable face looked even more and more strange.

Seeing this, Tang Li smiled and walked forward to hug Zhai Yan's shoulders. The two of them walked towards their seats with their arms around each other.

The Taoist nun who came was Princess Yuzhen who had been in seclusion for a long time. Tang Li nodded and smiled at her first, then walked to the side of Monk Huaisu, saying that the wild monk would leave that day without even saying hello. How could Tang Li let him go easily at this time? Zhai Yan, who was on the side, was also pounding and cheering.

Huaisu, who was smiling, did not dodge. When Tang Li was about to arrive, he suddenly took out something from the desk a few times. The one that shook his hand and blocked his upper body was a painting of inscriptions.

When Tang Li looked at it, he saw a picture of "Luo Water Flower Appreciation Picture". The scenery in the distant mountains on the picture was Luodu Mang Mountain, and the close-up view was a tree of bright peach blossoms by the river. Under the flowers, there was a young man in white standing with his hands on his back. His face was handsome and he looked like himself. The river breeze gently blew the corners of his clothes, making the young man who was folding flowers more and more clear and fluttering, and it was like leaving the dust.

Tang Li was looking at the paintings, but he heard Huaisu's clear voice coming from behind the scroll: "It has been more than ten days since Imperial Capital! On that day, the spring and the scenery were bright. Mr. Lan Li loved him and invited him to visit Luoshui together. I followed his orders. Luoshui soup and peach blossoms were burning. I saw this beautiful scenery and felt the thoughts of my old friend, so I ordered my pen to write this painting on the Luoshui boat and remembered it!" The monk read this place, and paused for a moment before he read out the three words Zhai Gongnan, signed by the postscript.

Seeing Huaisu's appearance so pretentious, it's not necessary to say that this postscript must have been written by him, so Tang Li couldn't recognize this crazy cursive script.

Looking at this painting, listening to the postscript of Huaisu's recitation in his ears. Tang Li, who was moved in his heart, couldn't recognize him and patted Zhai Yan's shoulder again.

"Zhai Gongnan has always been slow in painting, but this [Luo Shui Flower Viewing Picture] was completed in one go. When a certain postscript was written, he still didn't turn his ink. Now he has the pen and ink, so don't talk about it. He quickly wrote a poem about painting. "As soon as he finished speaking, Huaisu, who put the painting on the table, had put the pen on Tang Li's hand and said to himself: "Hurry up!"

"This painting and inscriptions are all made by hand, and the poems inscribed are written quickly. "At this time, not only Huaisu, but also Zhai Yan urged him with excitement.

A "quick" sound kept coming from his ears. Tang Li thought carefully but couldn't calm down. He didn't care whether it was poetry or lyrics when he held the pen in his hand, and he followed his feelings and wrote ink.

On this side, the pen is like a dragon and a snake, and on the other side, the monk Huaisu has already read out the lyrics of Tang Li's storytelling and paintings: "I am a mountain river man from Qingdu, and I am a disciple of the Tianshui Sect and Shukuang. I once wrote to the rain branch and wind, and I have been tired of borrowing articles from Qingyun.

Thousands of poems, thousands of wines, I have been watching the kings and princes, and I have returned lazy with the jade tower and golden palace, and I have broken peach blossoms and drunk Luoyang!”

Just as Monk Huaisu finished reading, a thick laugh suddenly came from behind him, "What a saying, 'Green Palace of Jade Tower and Golden Palace, let's go back lazy, and let's break peach blossoms to get drunk in Luoyang!" Only after hearing this sentence, Lao Xue, I am worth this trip today. I have not allowed the noble servant to report to enter without authorization. I would like to ask the throne minister to forgive me."

When Tang Li, who was so happy in his heart, turned around and looked, he saw that the visitor was Xue Longxiang, who had a "talented man in Xiangcheng" with a good general's belly. Next to him was a man of forty years. This man was wearing leather armor and his rough face was full of heroic spirit. Although he was far apart, Tang Li could feel the war and killing spirit that was revealed on him.

While Tang Li looked at him, the man's eyes also fell on Tang Li. After the two looked at each other for a while, they saw the thick-faced child with a fist and bowed: "Ge Shuhan, the deputy envoy of Longxi Jiedu, met the top scholar."

This man had just become famous, and before Tang Li could speak, Zhai Yan, who was full of surprise, had already spoken loudly: "'The Big Dipper is high, Brother Shu Ye is carrying a knife. I still peek at the horses and dare not pass Lintao. "Is General this Brother Shu?"


Chapter completed!