Arranged Doctor Mu to examine the King of Jin to ensure that he had no serious illness and could adapt to the prison environment and would not die. Next, Chen Guanlou personally arranged reliable jailers to guard the prison. After arranging everything, he went to the office to meet the Minister Sun Daoning. Sun Daoning did not blame him for delaying for so long and leaving him, a dignified minister, aside. "Have you arranged everything?" he asked after meeting. Chen Guanlou sat down at the bottom, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank half of it in one breath, "Everything has been arranged, the prince is safe!" "That's great! Before the decree from the palace comes down, you must ensure the safety of the Prince of Jin and make sure he won't commit suicide." "The Prince of Jin is not someone who will commit suicide, this should be certain." "Not should, but must ensure that there is no risk of error. He still looks like he still has fighting spirit, but as the situation develops, he may lose the will to live and choose extreme means. If he dies in prison before the decree comes down, the Tianlao, including the Ministry of Justice, will all be in trouble, and I may not even be able to keep my position as the Shangshu." "Old Sun, you underestimate yourself too much." Chen Guanlou said with a chuckle.
"I'm not kidding you." Sun Daoning's face was serious and solemn. "The Prince of Jin is of great importance, and there are many people involved. If something goes wrong, tens of thousands of people will die. Sigh... In short, everyone should be alert and vigilant during this period." "When will the palace issue an order?" "It must wait until all the wings of the Prince of Jin are clipped." "It means that the Tianlao will be overcrowded in the future!" "That's right! Not only is it overcrowded, but they are all heavyweights." Talk about weight! The next day, the family of the wife of His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, the former right prime minister Wu Dashou, was imprisoned and detained in the Tianlao. The mother's family was sparsely populated and talented, and was also detained. The ministers and guards of the palace, all the relevant personnel, and all the officials involved in the palace were all imprisoned. The Dali Temple, the Jinyiwei, the Ministry of Justice, including the Shaofu, all the cells were full of people. Overcrowded! It's almost too crowded! Then start killing! Start killing the small shrimps first. All dragged to the execution ground, and executed in a formal manner. For a time, the execution ground was like a vegetable market, open every day. Dozens or hundreds of heads were killed every day, and the blood flowed like a river, and the heads were rolling. It was really rolling, this is a statement, not an adjective. It was too busy to collect the bodies every day. Even if the corpse sewers split themselves into four halves, they could not sew so many bodies. Many bodies were sloppily sewn with two stitches to ensure that the bodies were together, and then they were taken out for burial.
There was no time to wash the blood on the ground of the execution ground, and it was time to behead again the next day! I dare not say that every family in the capital city hangs white flags, but at least every street has a family hanging white flags. The atmosphere inside the Tianlao became particularly solemn and even depressing because people were dragged out for beheading every day. Any jailer with poor psychological endurance would go crazy or perverted in a few days if he worked in such an environment. Chen Guanlou has not laughed for several days. Killing people every day, killing ghosts and wolves, killing people ten times more crazily than when Emperor Taixing died, it's really hard to laugh. He can see that Emperor Jianshi's killing heart is not weaker than Emperor Taixing, and even worse. Emperor Jianshi is definitely going for the purpose of eradicating the roots and killing all the people of Prince Jin. Not even a dog will be spared. Emperor Taixing also killed people at that time, and often killed a lot of heads. The difference is that Emperor Taixing may still care about the family ethics and the father-son relationship, and he didn't kill as crazy as he is now. Emperor Jianshi is obviously crazy. Chen Guanlou carried a pot of wine and went to the prison to visit His Royal Highness Prince Jin. In just half a month, Prince Jin had a shaggy beard, looked embarrassed, and lost weight. The news that reached his ears every day was killing, killing, killing, killing, killing! Today this confidant died, tomorrow that arm died, the day after tomorrow a loyal servant died... Every day was torture, every day was mental torture. But he did not call for a stop, and still asked for the list of people beheaded every day to be reported to him. Chen Guanlou handed the wine pot in and said, "Why are you doing this! If you don't listen, don't understand, you don't have to suffer so much." "They all died because of me! It's all my fault. I should remember them!" King Jin wailed in pain, picked up the wine pot and poured it directly on his head. Otherwise, he would go crazy and smash his head against the wall, smashing himself until his head was bleeding, so as to relieve the self-blame, guilt and regret in his heart. "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! You should have had this realization when he took the throne. You guys, the royal family, don't know where you got your confidence from. You always think you are destined and bad luck will not befall you. You always hope for the best. You have already lost, but you still haven't made preparations for your defeat. Those who should be expelled should be expelled, those who should be driven out of the capital should be driven out early, and those who should escape should escape early. Maybe you won't have to be beheaded today. But look at you, what have you done in the past year? You struggled to your death and left no way out. Those who followed you are really unlucky!" Chen Guanlou did not comfort him, but criticized him, making King Jin worthless. At this point, King Jin did not need comfort, and he didn't care about adding fuel to the fire. If he scolded him more, the guilt in his heart might be reduced. People are always like this, never learning to learn from the experience and lessons of their predecessors. Always mysteriously confident. If you scold him today, he might forget it tomorrow. "I should have thought of this day. If I were in power, I would kill everyone around him in one breath, leaving no grass behind! I should have thought of this." King Jin cried and wailed, like a wounded lone wolf, sad and cruel, cold and desperate. In despair, Chen Guanlou hit him again, "Let me tell you something, your concubine gave birth to a child for you last night, a boy, and it should be your last child if nothing goes wrong. Less than an hour after the child was born, the princess strangled the child with her own hands." "Ahhh..." King Jin screamed, rolling on the ground in pain. Chen Guanglou had no expression on his face and continued, "You can't blame your wife. She did her best. Instead of letting the people in the palace kill her, it would be better to be decisive and send the baby away in person." "I don't blame her. This king doesn't blame her! She did the right thing! This child came at the wrong time. There is no other way out except death. It came at the wrong time!"
"There are two more things. The two princesses chose to commit suicide." "Why? Why is this? They are already married, and the crime is not as serious as married women." King Jin roared and questioned. Chen Guanlou shook his head and sighed, "The two princesses are your own daughters. How can they not die! If they commit suicide, at least they can be buried decently! If they choose to live in disgrace, with their temper, they may be deprived of their titles on a false charge one day, demoted to a commoner, and then sentenced to death! By then, they won't even have a decent funeral."