In the early morning of that day, Fan Yun's grandson, Fan Liangbi, who had been tortured for a day and night, developed a high fever.

Although Fan Sidao, who was locked in a cell with Fan Liangbi, was not less injured than Fan Liangbi, he found that his son, who was covered in blood, was burned all over his body and lost his consciousness, so he was so anxious that he shouted and wanted someone to send Fan Liangbi to the doctor.

The little chamberlain on duty in the summer, heard the movement and came to check with a lantern, and Fan Sidao, who was desperately trying to climb to the fence with his last breath to call for help, grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Please, please, you, call, call the doctor, save him, save him. Fan Sidao, who was already delirious himself, instinctively grabbed the hem of his summer clothes and muttered pleading.

Summer was startled, the lantern in his hand almost overturned, he lifted the lantern and shone it into the cell, only to see a bloody man who could not see his true face lying in front of the fence, and a long blood mark almost as wide as a person spread from under him to the cell, which was left by the seriously injured Fan Sidao when he slowly crawled over little by little.

"He, he's only twenty years old, and he hasn't done anything wrong......" Fan Sidao's voice was weak, but his voice was crying blood.

Summer tiptoed to look into the prison again, and only vaguely saw a figure in the straw pile, lying there motionless, not even breathing.

"It can't be dead, right?" Although Xia is young, he has seen a lot of such situations, and he feels that the Fan Gongzi in it should not be able to be saved even if he has no breath, but this thoughtful Fan Master may be saved because he still has a breath in his heart.

Summer couldn't help but feel a little compassionate, but unfortunately he was humble and didn't count, so he could only find someone who could call the shots. When he turned around to leave, he found that the hem of his clothes was still being dragged in his hand by Fan Sidao, as if he was grasping the last straw, and he refused to let go.

After a long time in the summer, I didn't tear my clothes back when my clothes were torn, and I couldn't help muttering: "If you don't let go, how can I go to the doctor to save your son?"

As soon as the words fell, I found that Fan Sidao let go of his hand.

Summer glanced at the father and son in the cell again, sighed, and went to find Yuan Xi with a lantern.

Yuan Xi was the main executioner, and he tossed the Fan family for a day and night, and his spirit was still very high, sitting in the bloody torture room while humming a little song, while sharpening a blade the size of a palm and as thin as a cicada's wing.

After listening to Xia Xia ask if he wanted to find a doctor for the Fan family father and son, Yuan Xi touched his head and said with a smile: "Silly boy, our Criminal Prison Department and the Tai Hospital have always been incompatible, isn't it a joke to invite the imperial doctor over?"

Summer good-naturedly avoided Yuan Xi's hand with the smell of blood, and was puzzled, "When will we be incompatible with the Taiyi Hall?"

Yuan Xi flipped the thin blade in his hand and grinned, "Our Criminal Prison Department specially sent people to see the King of Hades, and the Tai Hospital is responsible for finding the King of Hades, isn't it incompatible?"

Xia Xia knew that Yuan Xi was talking nonsense, and continued to say softly: "If they die, how can they make Fan Xiang speak publicly?

Yuan Xi didn't care, and continued to sharpen his thin blade, "What kind of mouth? Do you really think that our Criminal Prison Department is a yamen?"

"Aren't we also responsible for investigating the case? Even if it's not a yamen, it's no different from a yamen. ”

Yuan Xi glanced at Xia Xia with affection, "Be good, go back and be on duty, don't be nosy, some things will be understood when you grow up." ”

Summer hesitated and refused to go.

Yuan Xi didn't raise his head, as if he was talking to Xia, and he seemed to be talking to himself, "The official trial case in the yamen, the wall behind it is painted with the red sun rising in the east, which represents justice and selflessness! But who has ever seen this thing hanging in our prison department? Hehe, there are calligraphy and paintings on the white wall of our prison department's file room, and the portraits of the former emperor and the present, as well as the handwriting of the chief and deputy of the department. Always remind the people of the prison department to remember who they are loyal to and who they obey. ”

Summer was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, and turned away.

Yuan Xi waited for him to leave before he looked up, muttering in thought, "What's wrong with this kid today? It's not the first time I've seen someone torture." ”

Xia couldn't find a doctor, so he went back and took a bottle of wound medicine that Yuan Xi had given him before, threw it through the gap in the fence to Fan Sidao, who was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and then ran away.

I don't know if the bottle of wound medicine in the summer didn't work, or if it wasn't used at all, Fan Liangbi was found dead in the cell after dawn, and the body was already cold.

After learning that his son was dead, Fan Sidao, who was still holding his breath, suddenly swallowed his breath.

Fan Yun killed his son and grandson one after another, rolled his eyes, and fell straight to the ground.

Yuan Xi reported the news that the two people had died and Fan Yun had fainted, and Ning Yi only said lightly: "I know, pull it out and bury it." Go and give Fan Yun a few more stitches to save his life, don't let him die. ”

Fan Liangbi and Fan Sidao were wrapped in straw mats and dragged away, and when they passed by the female dependents, they were recognized by the female relatives of the Fan family, and the female dependents let out a tragic and sad cry.

I don't know who said that when the men are dead, it will be their women's turn. That night, Versace's wife, daughter-in-law and two daughters tied their belts high on the fence, and then tiptoed their necks into it and committed suicide.

Old Madam Fan looked numbly at the corpse hanging in the cell, her eyes empty.

When the prison department came to collect the body, if it weren't for the movement of her eyes, everyone mistakenly thought that she was also dead.

Ning Yi reported the death of several members of the Fan family to Emperor Tiancheng, and Emperor Tiancheng just asked indifferently: "Fan Yun still refuses to recruit?"

Ning Yi: "Yes." ”

Emperor Tiancheng sneered, didn't say anything, only waved his hand to let Ning Yi retreat.

Ning Yi returned to the Criminal Prison Division, and Xia hurriedly ran over to report: "My lord, Master Fan has woken up and said that he wants to see you." ”

Yuan Xi heard it on the side, and hurriedly pushed Xia aside, "Go, go, my lord, is his current identity and want to see him? ”

Ning Yi raised his feet and walked in the direction of Fan Yun's cell.

In the summer, he wanted to follow and lead the way, but Yuan Xi grabbed the back collar and dragged him away, "Don't go to the adults to beg for disgust! Follow your Grandpa Yuan to interrogate a few other crooked melons and cracked dates! If you are obedient, grandpa will pass on all the unique skills to you." ”

"I don't want to learn. "Summer can't help but struggle.

"If you don't study, you won't eat!"

Ning Yi came to Fan Yun's prison door, Fan Yun sat against the wall, described Artemisia as withered, and slowly raised his head to look at Ning Yi when he heard the movement, his eyes burst out with fierce hatred.

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