Chapter 1142
"Quick... quickly go notify the Lord, say someone is dead," the jailer said in a panic.
Office of the Commandant of Justice.
The study of Commandant of Justice Guo Hong was lit with lamps.
In the brightly lit study, there were also two charcoal braziers roasting the room to a warm temperature.
Guo Hong, dressed in black casual robes, sat in the study, holding a brush and writing something.
To the side, the young Guo Jia was boiling wine.
Guo Jia, who was boiling wine, would look up at Guo Hong from time to time; seeing that Guo Hong was not looking at him, he would secretly taste the wine in the wooden spoon, and a satisfied expression would immediately appear on his small face.
"Lord."
A voice sounded outside the study.
Guo Hong, holding the brush, looked up toward the door, and Guo Jia, who was stealing wine, was startled and quickly put down the wooden spoon in his hand.
"Speak," Guo Hong spat out a single word indifferently.
"Lord, the Imperial Physician Director Zhang Feng, who was locked in the prison, has committed suicide out of fear of punishment."
Hearing the voice, Guo Hong's face did not show any change in expression; he just nodded indifferently.
"I know. Handle the body properly, then put it in a coffin, and tomorrow send someone to notify Zhang Feng's relatives to come and claim the body. Go."
"Understood!"
The attendant outside the study retreated quietly after hearing this.
Guo Jia was a bit unsettled at this moment, his eyes blinking as he said: "Uncle... that Zhang Feng..."
Guo Hong shook his head slowly, then handed the document in front of him to Guo Jia beside him.
"Blow the ink dry and seal it."
Guo Jia received the document blankly, then blew lightly on the ink, but the breath he exhaled carried a faint smell of wine.
Guo Hong, sitting to the side and stretching, smiled slightly and raised his hand to pat Guo Jia gently on the back of the head.
"Greedy for food and drink; I should have known better than to let you drink."
However, Guo Jia was attracted by the content of the document.
The document was a confession of guilt.
The general content was that due to negligence, Zhang Feng had committed suicide out of fear of punishment, the follow-up investigation had no results, but Zhang Feng had already admitted the fact of intentionally harming the Emperor, without stating the specific reason.
After reading the content of the document, Guo Jia widened his eyes and looked at Guo Hong beside him.
"Uncle... is... is it you who killed Zhang Feng?" Guo Jia asked incredulously.
"Heh."
Guo Hong chuckled, picked up the wine cup, took a light sip, and shook his head: "What are you thinking? I am an official enforcing the law, how could I kill someone?"
Guo Jia: ".......!"
That's not right.
When the person came to report Zhang Feng's death just now, this document was already written.
If it wasn't, then could it be...
"Uncle knew early on that Zhang Feng would die?"
"Mm," Guo Hong nodded with satisfaction: "Just about."
Guo Jia was confused again.
But since he knew Zhang Feng was going to die, why not protect him strictly?
Guo Jia scratched his head, and suddenly a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.
"Uncle does not want the jade pill case to continue to expand?"
Guo Hong shook his head again: "Not quite there."
Guo Jia fell into deep thought again.
While Guo Hong, unhurriedly, tapped on the desk, shook his head, hummed a little tune, and drank wine, looking comfortable.
"You first answer a question: what is law!" Guo Hong asked.
Guo Jia said almost without hesitation: "Law is the sharp weapon of the country, it is..."
Guo Hong raised his hand and interrupted Guo Jia, shaking his head: "Remember, law is always a tool that serves those in the upper echelons."
"This is a game rule set by the upper echelons, a boundary drawn by the upper echelons for the common people of the world."
"Above the common people are the local gentry, above the local gentry are the powerful clans, above the powerful clans are the noble clans, above the noble clans is the imperial power; layer by layer, it is formulated and issued downwards."
"Law does not follow regulations, but rules—the rules of power."
"The Empress Dowager does not want Zhang Feng to live, because if this matter is investigated further, it will cause unnecessary trouble; since everything is settled, why do something extra?"
"Duan Yu also does not want Zhang Feng to live; there is no hatred without a reason. Regardless of the reason, perhaps it is a scandal, perhaps it is a private feud; since he has already won, he should finish it as soon as possible."
"And the people behind Zhang Feng also do not want him to live; although the matter may not lead to too much trouble, even the smallest trouble is still trouble."
"Finally... why do so many people not want Zhang Feng to live? If I let him live, wouldn't I offend the Empress Dowager, fail to befriend Duan Yu, and bury a hidden danger for myself?"
"Rather than waiting for others to harm him, it is better to go with the flow."
"Law is the boundary that the lower class follows, set by the upper class; it is a weapon to protect the interests of the upper class."
"Who wrote the law?"
"Who set the boundaries?"
"You must see clearly."
Guo Jia, suddenly enlightened, saw the wine-induced flush on his face fade a little.
"Go to Liangzhou, follow Duan Yu well; you can learn a lot from him and the people around him."
"In today's world... the legal system is in chaos; when the law is chaotic to a certain extent, new people will stand up to formulate a new set of laws."
"The Son of Heaven is obscured, the Empress Dowager holds power, the dukes are plotting for private gain... this world, I fear, is not far from great chaos."
Guo Hong said, while drinking wine, getting drunker as he drank.
Fortified village outside the city.
Duan Yu's personal guards were already packing their bags.
In the bedroom, He Lingman leaned against Duan Yu's chest, her jade-like fingers gently tracing the granite-like muscles, her beautiful eyes looking at Duan Yu in a daze.
And Duan Yu threw the unfolded note into the charcoal brazier under the bed and lit it.
The dim brazier ignited a flame.
As it burned, it finally turned into a cluster of floating ash, just like a brilliant life blooming with its final radiance.
"Zhang Feng is dead."
Duan Yu said softly.
He Lingman's body suddenly tightened.
"Then... can I go to Liangzhou with you?" He Lingman looked up at Duan Yu, her eyes full of expectation.
Duan Yu shook his head slowly: "It is not the time yet."
He Lingman's expression immediately became resentful: "Only seeing the new person laugh, not seeing the old person cry; you have married so many, one after another, and now there is another Princess Yangdi; who knows if your mansion will be able to hold them all in the future."
Duan Yu chuckled.
Leaving tomorrow, huh.
The wedding date agreed upon with Liu Hong had also arrived; he was to take Princess Yangdi to Liangzhou.
He also had to take Liu Bian, as well as Guo Jia, who had delivered himself to his door.
Meng De, this time I really didn't mean it; it was Guo Jia who delivered himself to my door, you can't blame me.
Early February, early spring had arrived, and all things on earth were recovering.
Yanzhou, Taishan Commandery, Bian County.
It was noon, and Cao Cao, sitting in the main hall of the county government, was holding a letter.
【Brother Meng De: Seeing these words is like meeting in person; it has been several months since we parted, I miss you very much. I don't know if you are well in Yanzhou; I often miss you in my dreams. I was in a hurry when I entered Luoyang and didn't have a chance to get together. I don't know when I will be able to meet you and Benchu again. Everything is fine with the Bian family... she is already pregnant...】
"I..."
Seeing this, Cao Cao clutched his heart, his face showing a painful expression.
【To commemorate your kindness, I specially selected five Western Region dancers from Loulan to send to your home...】
"Zi Yi... Zi Yi is still a kind person; he is my brother!"
Cao Cao was immediately overjoyed. ===== CHAPTER 1144 =====
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