Chapter 27: Raising People (First Shift)
Shangshu Sun coldly slanted a glance.
Huang Langzhong was like falling into an ice cellar, his head lowered, and he walked over in a hurry.
"Your Excellency, it happened so suddenly that my humble servant didn't have time to fetch the apprehension papers, mainly because this person is a martial artist, as well as the nephew of Imperial Sword Guards Xu Pingzhi. There is the ability to abscond." Huang Lang Center said that Lord Shangshu's big mouth was only six feet away from me, but I was able to dump the pot in zero point one second.
"Duke Zhou dispatched his retinue to submit a lawsuit saying that some thieves beat him in the street and said that they wanted to splatter his blood ...."
"The matter is urgent, my humble servant has decided to take the person down first, lest he abscond."
With the white clothes of the Heavenly Superintendent and the great Confucian of the Cloud Deer Academy present, he didn't dare to lie, and there was no need for him to do so.
The two sides were fighting in the street, and it would have been a matter of fifty large plates for each major.
In addition to the fact that he did not have a seizure document, everything was done according to the rules and regulations. In the Ministry of Justice, examples of turning back to make up seizure papers abounded.
The white-clothed men of the Divine Constabulary frowned.
Li Mubai and Zhang Shen looked at each other, and the former stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "The sage said: a gentleman should be sincere."
Plop, plop, plop ....
Huang Langzhong only felt his heart beating violently, blood rushing to his cheeks, ashamed and groundless for lying.
He loathed his lying self, his spirit protesting fiercely against his vile behavior.
His mouth also angrily broke away from his will and spoke uncontrollably, ''Mr. Zhou wants to fix Xu Qi'an and let him die in the Ministry of Punishment's prison to vent his hatred! I, I .... want to sell Mr. Zhou a favor."
Comfortable .... Huang Langzhong sat on his butt on the ground, sweat seeping from his forehead.
The surroundings resounded with clamor, there were more than a dozen officials from the Ministry of Punishment present, looking at Huang Langzhong with disdain, contempt, gloating, and shaking their heads and sighing.
"Despicable and shameless, this official will definitely write a folding paper to impeach you tomorrow." The Ministry of Justice's Minister of Justice was immediately energized.
The five products of the realm of virtue ..... Shangshu Sun did not move, swept his eyes at the pale, dull-eyed Langzhong Huang, and instructed the officials under his hand, "Pass on my words, and release the person."
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In the clattering sound of shackles, Xu Qi'an was brought to the torture room, and Mr. Zhou changed into an indigo blue robe that was thick without being unsightly.
He sat in a big horse, one foot on the chair, the ear that was cracked by Xu Qi'an's stomping wrapped in a thin white cloth.
The thin old man wearing a blue coat with gold piping on the collar and cuffs stood at his side, his pupils sharply staring at Xu Qi'an, not hiding his killing intent.
In addition, there were two jailers standing by a pile of torture devices, gloatingly scrutinizing Xu Qi'an.
The brocade-clothed male waved his hand, and one of the jailers fished out a piece of paper from his pocket and flung it in front of Xu Qi'an.
"You have two ways to go now," Duke Zhou's eyes looked disdainfully, "Plead guilty and draw a confession; try all the torture devices here once, then plead guilty and draw a confession."
Xu Qi'an glanced at it, and the plea of guilty read roughly: Changle County Yamen Racer Xu Qi'an, because of a verbal altercation with Zhou Li on the street, he became murderous and relied on force to strike out and harm others, seriously injuring Zhou Li. Then the constable arrived, the fast hand Xu Qi'an fell ....
When the street murder, the other party is still the son of the Minister of the Ministry of the household, if I signed the pledge, the lightest is banished, surnamed Zhou's operation, sentenced me to a vegetable market beheading are possible .... This is not to give me a way to live ah.
Xu Qi'an retracted his gaze and looked at the brocade-clothed gentleman: "Sign and draw a pledge, and suffer less physical pain?"
The corner of Duke Zhou's mouth picked up, as if he were toying with a mole cricket, teasingly saying, "No, the choice I'm giving you is: draw a pledge before being tortured. Or to be tortured before drawing a pledge."
Several jailers laughed.
Xu Qi'an's face was gloomy.
The more he was like this, the happier Mr. Zhou was, loving the way others hated him and could do nothing about it.
"Tsk, scary, really scary." Zhou Li laughingly said, "Uncle Chen, are the shackles firm? What if this thief suddenly storms out and kills someone?"
The thin old man laughed, "Don't worry young master, it's just a mole cricket, the old slave can slap it to death."
"Then I am relieved." Zhou Li got up, walked over to the pile of torture devices and spoke eloquently, "There are twenty-four types of torture devices here, each of which can make a person hurt to the extreme, but can't hurt their life, and is a great tool for extracting confessions through torture."
"I won't kill you, wouldn't that be too cheap."
"I heard that there are a full hundred and eight types of torture devices in the big prison of the night watchman, and no one who is locked in there has ever come out alive."
"It's a pity that you're not fortunate enough to enjoy it, tsk, pity."
Xu Qi'an inevitably looked at the torture tools, there were seats covered in iron nails, rust-like steel needles, and iron saws that had turned dark red from years of blood staining .... There were all sorts of things, and every single one of them dripped with cruelty and bloodshed.
Xu Qi'an's throat rolled and his face went pale.
According to the time, the Caiwei girl from the Si Tian Supervisor should have already received the notification from Sheriff Wang ..... Why hasn t she arrived .... Is it unwilling to save me?
No, that book I wrote is very seductive, but any alchemist, after reading it should be scratching his heart and scratching his liver hard, can t wait to see what follows.
If you don t come to save me again, even if I can survive in the end, after this set of torture equipment is used up, my person will also be wasted .... Beads of sweat began to seep out of Xu Qi'an's forehead.
He was a normal human being who would also feel fear.
Zhou Gongzi had been observing his face as he spoke, and seeing this, he was very satisfied.
This kind of teasing rat-like game immersed him in it, enjoying it a million times over, and continued, "I heard that you were raised by your second uncle Xu Pingzhi since you were young, so your relationship must be very good."
"Well, I have reason to suspect that this matter was planned by you and your second uncle."
He checked me out .... The veins at the corners of Xu Qi'an's forehead bulged.
"This .... Mr. Zhou, it's not written in the confession of guilt." A yamen couldn't help it.
"Idiot, just write a new one." Another jailer scolded.
"Then what are we waiting for, write it right here, in front of him." Duke Zhou laughed wildly.
The laughter echoed in the torture room, and suddenly, the forbidding iron door was opened, and a jailer led a green-robed official in.
The green-robed official swept a glance and saw that Xu Qi'an's body had no bloodstains and was intact, and silently sighed in relief.
"Lift the person for me."
Finally, finally here .... Xu Qi'an was relieved.
The several jailers in the torture room subconsciously looked towards Mr. Zhou.
"This lord, we're interrogating a prisoner." Duke Zhou moved his gaze away from the green robe symbolizing the fifth rank and gazed at the official's face with a somewhat displeased expression.
The green-robed official laughed conspiratorially, "This is the Ministry of Punishment, not the Ministry of Households, if Duke Zhou wants to interrogate a prisoner, go back to the Ministry of Households to interrogate him, if the Ministry of Households is also in charge of punishment and prison."
After saying this, he drank, "A few dogs, didn't you hear me, take you away from me."
PS: today three more, the plot to finish, the old so you look at also tired, well, as the first to return an ally to add more. Let's pay back Xiu'er first. After all, it is the old man in my harem, first turn his card.
After the shelves three thousand words to hit the bottom, according to my urine when I write the demon second generation, four thousand words a chapter is the norm, then I hope to see you brush: sell newspaper long and lasting.
