The curfew in Chang 'an was very late, and the tea houses and taverns in the eastern and western cities would stay open until midnight.
Before modern civilization had even sprouted, this ancient capital from a thousand years ago had bypassed the wheel of history and created the world's largest supper market.
According to the old shopkeeper of Xi City's Zhang Ji Wonton Shop, Lin Shuai only set this rule because he loved his wonton.
However, the origin of the truth was unknown after Lin Shuai left Chang 'an.
However, in the middle of the night, a fat old man carried a food box and bought a bowl of hot wontons from the Zhang shopkeeper's shop. Then, he went all the way to Yi Ning Lane.
Yi Ning Lane was located in the northwest corner of Chang 'an City, right next to Kaiyuan Gate.
In Yi Ning Lane, there was a government office called the Supreme Court.
The fat old man got off the carriage in front of the Supreme Court.
He stepped on the bluestone slabs and carried the wontons toward the innermost prison.
The imperial prison was very spacious. There weren't many cells, but each one was spacious and bright enough.
Unlike the dungeons for ordinary people, the soft pillows and square tables here were too luxurious compared to the cold and damp cells.
Naturally, ordinary people who committed crimes were not qualified to enter such a prison cell.
The fat old man carried the wontons and walked to the innermost cell.
With a bang, he kicked the cell door and complained,"Old Man Wei, I finally bought the wontons for you. Open the door!”
This scene seemed a little comical. He was clearly the superior in charge of the prisoners, but he needed the prisoners to open the cell door themselves.
There was a skinny old man in the cell. He was wearing a purple censor's robe, and the Xie Zhi crown on his head had been thrown into a corner.
He was squatting beside the fire in the cell. The fire was burning brightly, and there was a pot of wine burning on it.
The rich aroma of the wine made the fat old man outside swallow his saliva.
"Why are you so noisy? Even if His Majesty came, he wouldn't make such a fuss.”
The skinny old man cursed as he stood up and went to the cell door. He took out a key from his waist and handed it to the fat old man to open the cell door.
Only then did he enter.
He put down the food box and cursed in his heart.
"His Majesty is afraid of you."
"The key."
The skinny old man stretched out a hand.
The fat old man pursed his lips and reluctantly handed it over as he complained.
"This prison of yours is even more comfortable than the court.”
"At night, when it gets cold, he warms up the wine in the house and warms up the fire. During the day, when the sun rises, he takes a walk in the Supreme Court.”
"In the middle of the night, you still want me, the minister of the Supreme Court, to send you supper.”
"Lord Wei, do you really want to stay here forever?”
The skinny old man's eyes widened."What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You're the one who's going to spend the rest of your life in prison.”
"When do you plan to go out?" the fat old man asked angrily.”
Wei Zheng's eyes drooped.
As if he was sighing, he faintly spat out a few words,"Wait for Lin Shuai to return."
The fat old man's heart trembled, and his tone softened.
He knew that Lin Shuai and Wei Zheng were old friends.
Ten years ago, during the incident at Xuanwu Sect, Li Jiancheng and his gang were almost all imprisoned by His Majesty.
They were either exiled or exiled.
As a core member of Li Jiancheng's faction, Wei Zheng was no exception.
And ten years ago, Lin Shuai was pointing at Wei Zheng who was still in prison.
"This person is very useful. If I'm not in the court, he will definitely be able to judge whether Your Majesty is right or wrong!”
In short, Wei Zheng was an extremely powerful official!
From a guilty body, he had ascended to the heavens in one step and become an Imperial Censor of the Great Tang!
And Wei Zheng did not disappoint. His righteousness had eliminated the evil spirits in the court!
Even His Majesty was well-behaved and refused to be impudent.
He was known as the impartial Wei Renjing!
However, after Lin Chuan left the court, this sense of righteousness completely dissipated.
The catastrophe three years ago seemed to have taken away the soul of the entire Great Tang Imperial Court.
Looking at the current Chang 'an, the fat old man could not help but sigh at the thought.
"Lin Shuai has left, I'm afraid he won't return.”
Wei Zheng was taking down the wine pot from the stove. This sentence made his arm tremble.
The boiling hot wine spilled out.
"Then I will wait. When Lin Shuai returns, I will leave this place.”
"If I die, build my grave here.”
He slowly placed the jug of wine on the square table at the side and said firmly.
"Ten years ago, Lin Shuai pointed at me in front of this prison.”
"This person is of great use and is the backbone of our Great Tang!”
"Because of a single sentence from Lin Shuai, I, Wei Zheng, was able to escape from prison and serve my country with a useful body!”
"But now, Lin Shuai is no longer around!"
"The fortune of the Great Tang will scatter. I, Wei Zheng, am a life given to me by Lin Shuai. If he doesn't return, what is the point of me doing all this?”
"It's meaningful!"
A deep voice broke the silence in the imperial prison.
The heavy footsteps approached and finally stopped in front of the cell door.
"You only remember that Lin Shuai called you a vassal of the humerus, could it be that you have already forgotten that this emperor pardoned you?”
"Your Majesty!"
The fat old man was shocked when he saw the person who had come. He quickly stood up and bowed. Wei Zheng, who was beside him, was unmoved. He turned his head and did not even look at him.
Outside the cell, Li Shiming glanced at the furnishings in the room. There was a stove, a square table, a high bed, a soft pillow, good wine, and snacks.
It was actually more comfortable than Wei Zheng's house.
"State Duke Song, did you set this up?”
The fat elder was the Duke of Song, Xiao Yu, the current Minister of Justice.
Hearing Li Shiming's question, he stammered and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, this, this is…"
"I asked Lord Xiao to arrange this. Does Your Majesty have any objections?”
Wei Zheng's temper was as usual, he didn't leave any face for Li Shimin.
"Preposterous!"
Li Shiming was furious. He wanted to persuade this stubborn old man, but before he could enter, he heard Wei Zheng's words.
What's going on? Back then, Lin Shuai was kind to you but you don't remember my kindness?
Are you going to quit here?
When he came in and saw it, he was even more shocked. How was this prison? You were here to enjoy life!
"As an Imperial Censor, don't you know that you have committed a great crime?”
Wei Zheng smiled coldly." I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm no longer a censor."”
Li Shiming kicked the cell door angrily.
It was locked, and the Heaven Prison was extraordinarily sturdy. Li Shiming kicked it, but it didn't budge.
On the contrary, he was in a lot of pain.
He instantly became even angrier.
"Quickly open it for me!"
Xiao Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the sight of the two of them. He touched his body and said helplessly,"Your Majesty, I…I don't have the key!”
Li Shi Min glared at him,"As the Head of the Supreme Court, how can you not have a key?"”
Wei Zheng smiled coldly, took out the key from his pocket, and waved it at Li Shiming.
"Sorry, the key is in my hand.”
"You want to come in?"
"Sorry, no way!"
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