Chapter 54 Half a Year…

Yonghe Calendar Year 17, March 7th, Yin.

'My name is Xu Boqing. I can't remember how many days I have been here in Cining Palace. In other words... I have become accustomed to the life here...'

'Just today, Manager Huang passed away. When the Queen Mother learned about it, her eyes were swollen from crying. Emperor Yonghe wanted to give him a grand burial, but I asked the Queen Mother to refuse because Manager Huang had no children or even any relatives.

It doesn't make sense to give him a grand burial anywhere.'

‘With the consent of the Queen Mother, I buried the steward in the back corner of Cining Palace for the purpose of worship.’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 8 was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep the spirit alive…’

'Maybe it's because of the confusion of the authorities. Only now do I realize that Mr. Huang probably knew that he was seriously injured and that he was about to die soon, so he didn't want to live at all...'

'After he knew that I had a special physique, he deliberately used cruel words to stimulate me and let me absorb his internal energy. He didn't want to live at all, but wanted to leave his internal energy to me...'

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 9th was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep vigil.’

'I thought a lot today... a lot...'

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 10th was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep vigil.’

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 11th was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep vigil.’

'Emperor Yonghe sent someone to pass on the decree, and I received the post of chief steward of the internal affairs of Cining Palace. I received a new gilded python uniform, and a new gold medal given by the emperor. I officially inherited the mantle of steward Huang.'

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March 12, year 17 of the Yonghe calendar, was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep vigil.’

"I often comfort the Queen Mother. Mr. Huang passed away at the age of eighty-five. He was already a senior citizen. It is considered a happy event;"

'But I often wonder, ordinary people only have a lifespan of a few dozen years, will I also have this day?'

'When that day comes, will I be able to face it calmly?'

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 13th was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep vigil.’

'Someone from Dongchang sent news, saying that the identity of the assassin has been found...'

‘Huikong of the Prajna Temple, Jie Honghua of the Chongxu Sect, Xiang Shao of the Five Poisons Sect, Lu Zhouyang of the Sword Making Villa, Deng Jian of the Fierce Tiger Gate…’

'They are all leaders of the Jianghu faction...'

'Emperor Yonghe doesn't know what he is thinking, and he doesn't seem to want to pursue the matter, but I think this is just the calm before the storm, because he is not a magnanimous emperor.'

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In the 17th year of the Yonghe calendar, March 14th was sunny.

‘Wearing filial piety to keep vigil.’

'Today there is a rumor that Emperor Yonghe transferred General Xuanwu who was stationed abroad to return to Beijing and is preparing to set up a West Factory based on the East Factory...'

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At the end of March, General Xuanwu returned to Beijing to resume his duties...

In early April, the prince of the current dynasty was found to be involved with people in the world. Emperor Yonghe deposed the prince and placed him under house arrest in the East Palace. Empress Zhang was in tears all day long...

Soon afterwards, heads of assistant ministers in the East Palace were rolling in...

At the end of April, the West Factory was secretly established. Most of its members were selected from the army, Jin Yiwei, and the elite of the East Factory, and they directly obeyed the orders of Emperor Yonghe.

In early May, local officials clashed with monks at the Prajna Temple while collecting taxes, and lost contact with them afterwards...

When the news came back to the palace, the officials were furious and asked for troops to besieged and suppressed the lawless people as a warning to others...

Emperor Yonghe was also furious, sure.

General Xuanwu led his elite troops out of Beijing...

In early June, hundreds of monks in Prajna Temple were killed or injured, the master Huikong was seriously injured and captured, and Prajna Temple was destroyed.

In mid-June, General Xuanwu escorted more than a hundred monks from Prajna Temple and more than ten carts of classics collections back to Beijing to resume their duties...

Among them, the classic collections were confiscated, and more than a hundred monks were imprisoned in the sky prison, waiting to be executed by the Queen of Autumn...

Soon after, bandits from the south of the Yangtze River secretly joined forces, killed officers and soldiers, seized granaries, and raised flags to revolt. There were many people who responded, and they successively attacked more than 20 cities, large and small, in half a month.

When the news came back to the capital, Emperor Yonghe was furious and sent General Xuanwu to lead his troops to Jiangnan to suppress the rebellion...

In the prison at this time.

Prison Secretary Hu was still frightened. Outside a special cell in the depths of the prison, there was a jailer who fell to the ground and died beside him. The jailer didn't have any injuries on his body, but the old monk who was imprisoned in the cell vomited in front of him.

Saliva...

And the prisoners in the cells…

It was Huikong, the abbot of Prajna Temple.

At this time, the old monk's hand tendons and hamstrings were severed, and the shoulder blades on both shoulders were also pierced by iron hooks. He was tied up with several thick chains and hung in the air. He looked very pitiful.

As the only master of the Xiantian Realm in the Heavenly Prison, and also a death row prisoner personally escorted by General Xuanwu, he naturally received special care from Secretary Hu.

But just now, when a jailer wanted to get close to him and test his breath, the old monk spat in his face.

died……

At this time, Prison Secretary Hu was shocked and angry. What surprised him was that the masters in the innate realm were so powerful that even if their hands and feet were crippled, they could spit to death!

What makes him angry is that it was his own men who died.

Now the general is leading troops to Jiangnan to quell the chaos, and the soldiers who were originally responsible for guarding the old monk have also been transferred...

But when someone like this happens right after he walks away, where can he put his face as a prison warden?

Besides, are there other jailers watching?

If it is not handled well.

It also affects my prestige in Tianlao!!

"What a bald donkey in the innate realm."

Prison Secretary Hu gritted his teeth and muttered, then called a few guards from the Houtian realm and said viciously: "Pull out this old guy's tongue. I want to see if he can spit again without his tongue!"

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"..."

The jailers in the acquired realm looked at each other, their Adam's apple rolling up and down, but no one dared to respond...

Although they are all in the state of acquired nature, the corpses of their colleagues are not cold yet next to them. Who among them dares to pull out the tongue of the innate master?

"how?"

When Prison Secretary Hu saw this, he naturally guessed what his jailers were thinking, and scolded him with a straight face: "Usually everyone can boast better than anyone else, saying that it's easy to break stones and stone monuments, but now I'm scared when I meet an old monk!"

"

One of the jailers responded with a grimace: "This, this, this...Boss...this is different."

Another jailer also excused himself: "Sir, we have never taken over the work in the Xiantian Realm, so we have no experience."

"hehe…"

Seeing this, Huikong in the cell sneered and said, "My tongue is right here. Why don't you guys come and try to pull it out?"

He knew that Prajna Temple had become history and that he was now in prison, waiting for a good day to be executed...

But now that the elite of the army has left, he really doesn't mind dragging in a few more court eagles and dogs to support him before he dies!!

The faces of Prison Secretary Hu and all the jailers turned very ugly. They could naturally hear the unconcealed contempt and threat in the old monk's words.

As a warden and jailer, he is looked down upon by the prisoners!

One of the jailers didn't know what he was thinking of. His eyes lit up and he quickly leaned into Hu's ear and reminded him softly: "Sir, how long has it been since Eunuch Xu came?"

"Eunuch Xu..."

Prison Secretary Hu was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted.

Eunuch Xu from Cining Palace was a well-known philanthropist in the Tianlao. He used to come to the Tianlao from time to time to borrow prisoners to practice "Hua Gong Dafa".

As long as they pass through his hands, no matter whether the prisoner has deep internal skills or powerful external skills, he will eventually become an ordinary person.

Putting aside the convenience of the management of Tianlao, Warden Hu made at least ten thousand taels of silver in those six months, and even the jailers below also had a good year.

After the New Year, Eunuch Xu stopped coming. It was said that something had happened to Cining Palace. At that time, he sighed for a long time...

Nowadays, there are death row prisoners in the innate realm...

Prison Secretary Hu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he patted the jailer on the shoulder and said, "I will write a letter in person later. You can go to the Xiaohuang Gate in the palace to send a letter and ask him to hand it over to Eunuch Xu."

"Hehe, from the Ministry of Employment and Employment..."
Chapter completed!