Chapter 200 The Detained Man

The prison gate.

Wei Shuyu listened to the jailer's flattery and occasionally reprimanded him.

The jailers looked on with expressions of humility and eagerness to learn.

"Imperial Censor Wei, are there enough winter melons? Would you like me to get you another one?"

Seeing that Wei Shuyu was eating with relish, the jailer asked with a fawning smile.

"roll."

Wei Shuyu kicked out: "You think you can bribe me with a mere nobody?"

Am I the kind of person who eats and drinks for free?

Wei Shuyu glared and said, "From today onwards, I'll be living in prison. Get me some good food from Cuiyunju every day."

"..."

The jailer's face immediately fell.

That's Cuiyun Residence, the most upscale place in all of Chang'an.

How could those lowly prison guards afford to eat that?

Bang.

Wei Shuyu raised his hand and smacked him with a stick: "Why the long face? It's not like we're asking you to spend any money..."

"Just put it on the tab and mention Fang Yi'ai's name."

Upon hearing this, the jailer immediately stopped crying and started laughing.

Fang Yi'ai, we understand!

He's the son of Fang Xiang.

"By the way, how much is the winter melon?"

Wei Shuyu emptied his pockets and found only one coin, which he then tossed to the jailer: "Here, keep the change."

"..."

The jailer stared wide-eyed at the single coin in his hand.

No need to look?

Damn it, the cold melons are two coins a pound, that's a pound!

You ate almost half of me!

"Thank you... thank you for the reward, Imperial Censor Wei."

The jailer was overwhelmed with gratitude, almost to the point of tears.

Just as the speech was being given, a group of people suddenly appeared in the distance...

There were about five or six people.

A man wearing handcuffs and leg irons was escorted by officials.

"Where are the jailers? Where are the guards?"

Before the person even arrived, one of the leading officials immediately shouted a reprimand.

Wei Shuyu was taken aback.

I'm sitting at the gate, and the jailer is right in front of me. Are you blind?

"They're here, they're here..."

The jailer immediately trotted forward, bowed obsequiously, and said, "Director Zhao, what brings you here today?"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Zhao Gui sternly rebuked, "If you're going to guard the gate, then guard it properly. What kind of behavior is this, gathering around the entrance?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." the jailer replied repeatedly.

"This is the Dali Temple Prison. What kind of behavior is it for a group of people to be gathered at the entrance?"

"Yes, yes, yes... I'll change it right away."

The jailer agreed.

Then he ran to Wei Shuyu's side and advised, "Imperial Censor Wei, would you please move over?"

"oh."

Wei Shuyu ignored their conversation and instead focused his attention on the person who was being held captive.

He was probably in his early twenties, broad-shouldered and large-bodied, with a steady breath and bright eyes...

Wei Shuyu immediately concluded: He has martial arts skills, and he's not weak at it.

"snort."

Zhao Gui snorted coldly, exuding official arrogance.

Then, he led his men and brazenly stepped into the Dali Temple prison!

Thump!

Just as he was about to enter, the detained man stepped on the threshold and refused to go in.

"The son of a military general?"

He turned around and looked intently at Wei Shuyu.

You can tell whether someone is a trained martial artist just by looking at their movements and expressions.

If Wei Shuyu could identify him, he could naturally identify Wei Shuyu as well.

In particular, Wei Shuyu's stance and posture allowed him to respond to sudden attacks from the surrounding area in the first instance.

This is something that many skilled martial artists cannot do.

Only those who have been struggling on the edge of death for a long time develop such habits!

Wei Shuyu's expression hardened; he hadn't expected the other party to speak to him.

"Civil official!"

Wei Shuyu replied.

"Which general did you learn your martial arts from?" the man asked, puzzled.

"Enough talk, get in!"

The officials who were detaining him pushed and shoved him, and the man frowned slightly, but still managed to get into the prison.

"What did he do wrong?"

After the man went inside, Wei Shuyu couldn't help but ask the jailer.

"I don't know."

The jailer shook his head.

Um?

Don't know?

Wei Shuyu picked up a wooden stick...

What do you want to do?

The jailer's heart skipped a beat: "Even if you are the son of Attendant-in-Ordinary Wei, you can't just beat people like that!"

Bang.

Wei Shuyu went up and struck him with a stick.

"Didn't you say that you need paperwork to go to prison? Why doesn't he need it?"

Well……

The jailers jumped up and down in disbelief.

"Not going to talk?"

Wei Shuyu threatened him, holding a stick.

"He is the Sizhi of the Dali Temple, and he has the authority to detain suspects in the Dali Temple prison."

The jailer replied with a wry smile.

Bang.

Wei Shuyu raised his hand and swung his stick: "Do you really think you can fool me like a child?"

"Even if he's to be detained, won't you register it?"

The jailer's mouth twitched; he was almost crying...

Perhaps because he had taken a penny from Wei Shuyu, Wei Shuyu would beat him.

“I’m telling you, Master Wei, he’s a high-ranking official, a magistrate. We can’t afford to offend him.”

“If we dare to stop him today, we'll lose our gatekeeper job tomorrow…”

Um?

Wei Shuyu nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, come here."

"OK."

Seeing that Wei Shuyu's anger had subsided, the jailer Wang immediately scurried over to Wei Shuyu's side.

"Squat down."

The jailer did as instructed.

*Smack*

Wei Shuyu raised his hand and smacked him on the head.

"You can't afford to offend him, but you can afford to offend me?"

Wei Shuyu scolded, "A low-ranking official, Sizhi, doing menial tasks."

"I am also an eighth-rank official, but I enjoy the treatment of a fifth-rank official!"

"You're not afraid of me, but afraid of him?"

The jailer broke down in tears...

You've beaten me up like this, aren't you scared yet?

Looking up, I saw Wei Shuyu walking into the Dali Temple prison.

"Hey kid, you can't come in..."

The jailers quickly stopped Wei Shuyu.

Although they have already raised suspicions, the investigation still needs to be conducted.

The prison warden goes to the Dali Temple for roll call, and his office is also located there. He has no desire to come to this stinking prison...

Swish.

Wei Shuyu took out Li Yuan's blank seal.

"By order of the Emperor Emeritus, no one is permitted to obstruct this!"

The jailer took it and examined it carefully for a long time.

Afterwards, he took out a book of seals and stamps, checked them, and then handed it back to Wei Shuyu.

"Hey Mr. Wei, if you had this thing, you should have taken it out earlier. Look at the mess you've made..."

The jailer bowed obsequiously: "Please...please come in. The gates of the Dali Temple prison are always open for you!"

*Smack*

Without a second thought, Wei Shuyu struck again with his stick.

"Who are you cursing to be in jail every day?"

"It was my fault for saying the wrong thing."

Wei Shuyu was finally imprisoned in Dali Temple.

After walking a short distance, we arrived inside the prison...

Upon entering, a stench immediately assaulted the nostrils.

Wei Shuyu frowned involuntarily.

However, he didn't pay any attention and continued walking.

The prisoners inside were in very poor spirits; their faces seemed devoid of life.

He showed no reaction upon seeing Wei Shuyu.

"Who allowed you to come in?"

As soon as I stepped inside, I saw Zhao Gui walking out to greet me.

"none of your business!"

Wei Shuyu responded impatiently.

"You bastard!"

Zhao Gui roared, glaring at the jailer Wang: "How dare you guard the gate? Anyone can be in the Dali Temple prison..."

Before he could finish speaking, the jailer interrupted him.

"He is Imperial Censor Wei."

Imperial Censor Wei?

Zhao Gui was taken aback.

Little brat, censor.

In the present Tang Dynasty, there is only one... Wei Shuyu!

"Who could it be?"

Zhao Gui sneered: "So it's Wei Shuyu, who was thrown into prison by His Majesty..."

Um?

How dare you, a mere lowly eighth-rank official, confront me?

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Wei Shuyu couldn't help but ask.

Why should I be afraid?

"My father is Wei Zheng!"

Wow.

As soon as Wei Shuyu finished speaking, the officials in the cage, who had been looking lifeless, opened their eyes one by one.

He started yelling and cursing...

"That scoundrel Wei, I wish I could eat his flesh and swallow his blood."

"Wei Zheng's son, come to my death! I'll kill you!"

"You bastard Wei Wangba, you've turned black into white and framed a loyal minister! I will never let you live under the same sky!"

The prisoners lay sprawled on the edge of their cages, roaring and baring their teeth.

Dali Temple.

The department responsible for reviewing cases involving central government officials and those sentenced to imprisonment or more severe penalties in the capital was responsible for reviewing or retrying death penalty and complex cases transferred from the Ministry of Justice.

To some extent...

The Dali Temple mainly imprisoned officials who had made mistakes!

Because ordinary prisoners are tried by the county government.

As for the death row inmates and those sentenced to exile, one was beheaded and the other was exiled.

Even if you want to stay, you can't stay for long.

Let's take a closer look at the imperial court.

How many officials were impeached and imprisoned because of Wei Zheng?

Sometimes a major case can implicate dozens of officials.

Wei Shuyu secretly wiped away a cold sweat.

It seems Old Wei has quite a few enemies...

"Wei Shuyu, did you see that?" Zhao Gui laughed heartily.

well.

Wei Shuyu sighed.

The "self-reporting father" method has failed again.

but……

"That guy."

Wei Shuyu looked at the jailer Wang beside him: "Do you want to beat him up?"

What does that mean?

The jailer blinked innocently.

Wei Shuyu handed over the stick, then took out the blank seal and waved it around.

"I am an imperial censor, and I have discovered... um... what was his name again?"

"Never mind, it's not important."

"It has been discovered that some officials have abused their power for personal gain and have illegally detained prisoners!"

"In the name of the Emperor Emeritus, I hereby put you on trial!"

"Go, hit him."

"With the Emperor Emeritus backing you up, as long as you're not killed, it's fine!"

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