Jackie Chan's Son-in-Law

Chapter 111 How did you get in?
At first glance, the prison of the Northern Garrison Command seems no different from an ordinary prison.

However, perhaps because it was still winter and the weather was cold, and it was already night, the entire prison exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

As Chen Qing spoke with Yan Cong, he looked around the prison.

He knew in his heart that this seemingly inconspicuous prison was actually an extension of imperial power, or more precisely, a sharp blade extended by imperial power bypassing the official instruments of the court.

If the army is the blade the court uses to fight outwards, the sword the emperor uses to wage war, then the Northern Garrison is the dagger the emperor uses to fight inwards, subtly pressed against the throats of the officials in the court.

"Brother Zizheng."

Seeing that Chen Qing was somewhat lost in thought, Yan Cong coughed lightly and interrupted Chen Qing's reverie. He said, "During the day, the Zhenfu Division has already conducted a brief interrogation. So far, these people have confessed to the fact that the cult has more than a dozen dens in and around the capital, as well as in Zhili. The Zhenfu Division has already cooperated with the Yiluan Division to arrest and apprehend them."

"This time, we can take out at least several hundred core followers of the cult."

Xiao Yan's tone was filled with barely concealed excitement: "Wherever you go, this is a great achievement."

As the son of Commander Yan, it was naturally easy for him to enter the Zhenfu Division. Moreover, even though he currently held no official position, he was addressed as "Lord Yan" by everyone in the Zhenfu Division.

Although the title "Young Master Yan" carried a hint of irony, it at least made him stand out from the rest of the Zhenfu Division.

Similarly, it was because of this situation that Yan Cong was eager to stand out in the Zhenfu Division, solve some impressive cases, and make some dazzling achievements to show everyone.

He was involved in the entire process of handling the White Lotus Religion case, and he would certainly be credited for it when the report was submitted afterward. This alone was enough to excite this young commander Yan.

Chen Qing listened to his words and sighed inwardly.

As expected of the royal intelligence agency, the Zhenfu Division is quite efficient and decisive at least at this point in time. Less than twelve hours have passed since they started, and the Zhenfu Division has already begun large-scale net fishing.

Chen Qing's mind raced, then he asked, "Has Chang finished his fourth move yet?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Cong frowned and said in a low voice, "This guy has probably confessed, but he doesn't know much."

"Or perhaps, we just didn't ask."

Chen Qing nodded and said, "Take me to see it."

Yan Cong immediately nodded and led Chen Qing through the Zhenfu Division prison. After a short while, he brought Chen Qing to a cell.

Inside the cell, some dry grass was laid out. The once carefree and philandering Master Bai was imprisoned there, his appearance completely altered.

His blood had soaked through his prison clothes, and even some dry grass was stained red with his blood.

He lay on the hay, like a dead dog.

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Yan Cong. Yan Cong remained calm and said, "Brother Zizheng, rest assured. Our Zhenfu Division people are very measured in their actions. Those who deserve to die will die whenever they want."

"He shouldn't have died; no matter how much I beat him, I couldn't kill him."

At this point, Yan Cong said in a low voice, "These are all crafts. Brother Zizheng has been in the Zhenfu Division for a long time, so he will naturally know them."

Chen Qing clicked his tongue and laughed, "That really is a skill. I'll learn it sometime."

After saying this, he stepped forward and squatted down in front of Master Bai.

"Chang Si".

Chen Qing narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Does it feel better or not?"

The methods of the Zhenfu Division are quite sophisticated. At this moment, Master Bai is in excruciating pain, but he is still conscious. He struggles to open his eyes, glances at Chen Qing, and then closes them again. His voice is extremely weak and even has a sob in it.

"I've said everything I needed to say, I've said everything I needed to say. I really don't know where the cult leader is, I really don't know where the cult leader is..."

His voice was so mournful that it could bring tears to anyone who heard it.

But Chen Qing felt no sympathy for him whatsoever, and coldly said, "It's better if you don't say anything. I wish you wouldn't say anything."

"If you tell them, the Zhenfu Division will execute you soon, which would be too easy for you."

"If you don't talk, your colleagues in the Garrison Command will come and interrogate you every few days to teach you a lesson!"

The White Lotus Sect in the north is a powerful force, and it seems that Chang Si, the so-called hall master, is just a hall responsible for generating extra income for the White Lotus Sect.

It was only a part of the Northern White Lotus Sect.

Now, the branch managed by Chang Si will soon be cleaned up. The remaining question is whether we can follow the trail of this branch to reach the core of the White Lotus Sect.

Upon hearing this, Chang Si, though lying motionless on the grass, managed to squeeze out a few tears and cried even more bitterly.

Chen Qing stood up, kicked him in the butt, then turned to Yan Cong and asked, "Brother Yan, I'm a new recruit in the Zhenfu Division. Can you teach me what to do next?"

"Based on the existing clues, the Zhenfu Division has begun to follow the trail."

Yan Cong looked at Chen Qing and said with a smile, "The first thing Brother Zizheng needs to do next is to write a clear memorial to His Majesty and have my father submit it."

"Then, execute the previous plan well."

The so-called plan was, of course, a usurpation plan, to gradually make Mu Xianniang the leader of the Northern White Lotus Sect, change the doctrine, and solve the problems of the White Lotus Sect from the root.

Chen Qing thought for a moment and nodded silently: "I'm good at writing, but I don't know how to write a memorial. Brother Yan, could you give me a template later and I'll draft one based on it?"

“Okay, I’ll send it to Brother Zizheng first thing tomorrow morning.”

He paused, then added, "Also, in Zaoshu Hutong, besides a few ringleaders, there are thirty or forty prostitutes. Most of them are very young."

He looked at Chen Qing and asked, "More than half of them were kidnapped and tricked by cult bandits, but I suspect there are also members of the White Lotus Cult among them. Brother Zizheng, what do you think we should do?"

"Can it be sent home?"

"Most people don't want to go home."

Yan Cong said in a low voice, "Brother Zizheng, you also know that after something like this, if we let them go home, most of them won't survive."

In this era, the concept of chastity is still quite important.

Chen Qing said in a low voice, "Then let's detain them in Zaoshu Hutong for now. I'll figure out a way to settle them in a few days. As for whether there are any White Lotus believers among them..."

Young Master Chen shook his head: "It's not a big deal."

"correct."

Chen Qing asked, "Didn't they say that several officials were also involved and arrested? Where are they being held?"

"They're locked up in another place, where all the officials are imprisoned."

Yan Cong said, "Shall I take Brother Zizheng to take a look?"

"By the way, Brother Zizheng, you should also learn about our Zhenfu Division."

Because the case of the cult bandits went quite smoothly, Yan Cong is now quite enthusiastic towards Chen Qing, after all, Chen Qing contributed a lot to this matter.

Chen Qing nodded and followed Yan Cong through the prison. Soon, they arrived at the side where the officials were being held.

At this time, there were not many officials imprisoned in the imperial prison; at a glance, there were only about twenty people.

This is mainly because the current emperor is still young.

The emperor had been on the throne for eleven years, but had only been in personal rule for three or four years. Previously, civil officials were in charge of the court, so the emperor had few opportunities to use the imperial prison to punish people. He mostly dealt with people through the Three Judicial Offices.

In fact, several of the officials imprisoned here today are "legacy" left over from the previous emperor's reign, and have been imprisoned until now.

Chen Qing wandered around, looking left and right.

Yan Cong, who was beside him, suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Zizheng, who are you looking for? Tell me, I know most of the people imprisoned here."

Chen Qing was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

However, he immediately remembered that he had mentioned this matter to Commander Yan before, and Yan Cong was not surprised to know it, so he coughed and said, "Former Vice Minister of Rites Zhao Mengjing."

"Well."

Yan Cong frowned, then called over two nearby jailers, spoke a few words to them, and the two jailers nodded repeatedly, handed the key to Yan Cong, and turned to leave.

After they had gone some distance, Yan Cong returned, handed the key to Chen Qing, pointed to a cell, and said, "Lord Zhao is rather special. It's best not to let too many people know about Brother Zizheng's meeting with him."

Chen Qing was taken aback and pressed for an answer: "Will the higher-ups pay attention?"

"Normally not, but it's not good if people gossip."

Yan Cong sighed softly: "Lord Zhao is the only person in the imperial prison whom His Majesty personally instructed on how to guard."

Young Master Chen frowned and asked in a low voice, "What did His Majesty instruct?"

"His Majesty instructed that Lord Zhao must not be allowed to die in the imperial prison..."

Chen Qing stroked his chin, thought for a moment, then nodded and said to Yan Cong, "Thank you. I'll treat you to some drinks later."

After saying this, Chen Qing no longer hesitated and strode towards the prison. When he arrived at the prison door, Chen Qing used the key to open the door and crouched down to crawl inside.

"Lord Zhao."

he shouted.

In the corner of the cell, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, looking like a wild man, was sleeping on a haystack. Hearing Chen Qing's voice, he didn't turn around and remained lying in the same spot, not moving.

"I have no appetite today, take this away."

Chen Qing was looking around when he noticed that in the Zhenfu Division prison, only the chamber pot in this cell didn't smell bad. Someone must have emptied it for him, probably because the Zhenfu Division was really afraid he would die in prison.

Chen Qing coughed and said in a low voice, "Lord Zhao, I am Gu Shao, the son-in-law of Gu Chenglong."

"On behalf of my father-in-law."

"I've come to visit Lord Zhao."

The savage lying on the hay turned around abruptly upon hearing this, looked Chen Qing up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Gu Shao married Xiao Pan'er to you?"

However, when Zhao, the former Vice Minister, saw the open prison door, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

"How did you get in?"

(End of this chapter)