Lu Wenyuan was shocked when he heard it, just because this punishment was a torture that dug up the kneecaps and made people unable to stand, and it was this punishment that Sun Bin of the Warring States Period changed his name to Sun Bin, and he didn't finish his thoughts, but he laughed and said: "Don't be afraid, Lord Fan's entrustment is still remembered, and I will never try some bloody punishment on the adult, but the silver needle is put down on the knee, which will not hurt the adult, and can achieve the same effect as the punishment. As he spoke, he squatted down in front of Lu Wenyuan and pulled his two trouser legs above his knees.

Lu Wenyuan remembered the suffering he had suffered yesterday, and his memory was still fresh, and he inevitably cringed a little while palpitating, knowing that it was useless, but he still struggled hard. In the eyes of the executioner, this situation was really like a battle of trapped beasts, quite a bit of a reward, and he looked at it coldly for a long time, until he was exhausted and weakened, and then calmly put a needle in.

Lu Wenyuan ignored everything else and cried out in pain. The executioner lowered several more needles, which sank into the bones, and the squeak of the needles rubbing against the bones could almost be heard. Lu Wenyuan only felt a sharp pain in his knees, which was a few points worse than the pain of yesterday's broken wrist, and his eyes were bright and dark for a while, and soon he hung his head groggily, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

When he fainted, the executioner took an herbal tea from the table, raised his hand and splashed it on his face. Lu Wenyuan was excited, raised his eyelids slightly, and didn't have enough strength to continue struggling, but when he saw that the executioner had changed his face to appreciate the playfulness, he was twisting a pair of thick eyebrows and glaring at himself, and he didn't even get down the silver needle anymore. Lu Wenyuan's heart moved, he endured the sharp pain in his knees, and continued to hold on, and the executioner became more and more anxious, and poured another cup of herbal tea and poured it on his head. Lu Wenyuan raised his head at this time, struggled and shouted again, but secretly left a little distraction, always paying attention to his expression, and sure enough, he saw him stretch his eyebrows, and the silver needle in his hand became more and more vicious and cunning.

Lu Wenyuan immediately had a plan in his heart, but he said that this person was obsessed with punishment, and even his residence was set up in Dongchang, which showed that his nature was cruel and bloodthirsty, and he always took pleasure in the tragic situation of the prisoner when he was tortured. And his punishment is bloodless, only struggling and screaming can satisfy his perception. It was because he pretended to faint, but he was depressed, and when he woke up and continued to toss, he was satisfied.

Lu Wenyuan gradually stopped moving, his voice was lowered, and finally he only gritted his teeth and said nothing. There was silence in the chamber, except for the occasional sound of the charcoal fire in the furnace.

The executioner's expression gradually changed from satisfaction to doubt, and then a trace of panic passed, and finally he became angry, trying his best to torture Lu Wenyuan, and the silver needle also fell faster and denser, just to make him shout again. How could Lu Wenyuan obey his wishes, he only stood motionless, his hands grasped the armrests of the chair, his knuckles were tense, and he refused to shout softly, even if he didn't hold back the pain for a while, the sound he made was much lower than before, and it was far from satisfying the executioner.

At the end of the day, I felt physically and mentally exhausted, and when I returned to the prison, the place where I had been tortured was still in terrible pain, and my whole body was as if I was paralyzed. Before falling asleep, Lu Wenyuan dimly thought that if he continued like this, he really didn't know how many days he could last.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a rattling sound from the iron chain on the cell door. Lu Wenyuan woke up in shock, thinking that the young official had come to interrogate again, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Yongning opening the cell door and walking in. Lu Wenyuan was taken aback, hurriedly propped himself up, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Yongning looked panicked, took two steps forward and covered his mouth and said, "Don't ask, adult, just follow me." As he spoke, he picked up Lu Wenyuan from the ground, and seeing that he was weak and unable to move, he simply stopped his waist and dragged him out of the prison door.

It turned out that Zhao Yongning was uneasy when he saw Lu Wenyuan coming out of the palace, so he suspected that something had happened to him, and after two days, he couldn't even find the figure. Zhao Yongning was so anxious to inquire around, and finally found out from the people in Dongchang that Lu Wenyuan had been sent to prison, and heard the name of the executioner, and was even more shocked. You must know that the executioner's methods are known for his ruthlessness, and the criminal department has seconded him several times in the past to investigate the case, so Zhao Yongning knew that almost no one who fell into his hands could survive, so he was even more anxious, just afraid that something would happen to Lu Wenyuan if it dragged on for a long time, so he entered the East Factory overnight, just to get him out.

Lu Wenyuan walked with him for a while, and he was still full of joy of dying in a desperate place, but when he arrived at the door, he hesitated and gradually stopped.

Zhao Yongning saw that he didn't leave, and hurriedly pulled him, but heard him say: "No, if I leave like this, won't it affect you?"

Zhao Yongning said anxiously: "When is it, Lord Lu is still arrogant? Come with me!"

Lu Wenyuan said: "It's not that I'm acting rashly, it's just that if you think about it, Fan Zhefu only arrested me this time, which means that he doesn't know that I have a fellow party, or he can't be sure yet." But now if I escape with you, Fan Zhefu will be tracked down in the future, and it will be inevitable that you, Lord Yan, and Master Fu will be pulled out together, and then all of us will be unable to protect ourselves, and it will be even more difficult to bring him down? ”

Zhao Yongning hurriedly said: "But the executioner is so inhumane, I'm just afraid that the adults won't be able to ...... at that time" with a face full of desire to speak.

Lu Wenyuan forced a smile and said: "You don't have to worry about this, I have found a way to deal with that executioner, and it shouldn't be a problem to hold out for a few more days." After thinking about it, he added: "Before I was arrested this time, I went to Lord Yan once, and I heard him say that the word 'relief' was engraved on both sides of the disaster relief silver, and you should be able to grasp the evidence soon if you follow this clue." ”

Zhao Yongning said: "Yes, Lord Yan also mentioned it to me and Master Fu. The word 'relief' on the silver taels was secretly scalded by a silversmith the night before the silver taels were sent out, and due to lack of time, only a batch was scalded and mixed with the two million taels of silver, just to leave evidence for future incidents. Now that Fan Zhefu's ruse has been broken by you, if he has noticed the difference between the silver taels, he must have begun to sell the stolen goods, and the quickest way to sell them is through his inn. Master Fu and I have secretly sent people to pay attention to whether there are silver taels with the word '赈' flowing out of the inns in Beijing. ”

Lu Wenyuan said: "That's fine, then Lord Zhao should leave quickly, there are many people here, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time." ”

Zhao Yongning was embarrassed: "But you ......"

Lu Wenyuan said with a smile: "Don't worry, my life has always been very big, and there is still the emperor's hope." Just let it go, don't worry. With that, he resolutely pushed away Zhao Yongning's hand and went back to the cell.

said that Zhao Yongning had come in under the pretext of asking the factory guards to teach him how to interrogate the prisoner, so he took the opportunity to get drunk and stole the key on his body. Now the drunken factory servant is a little sober, and when he touched the key on his body, he disappeared, and there was no trace of Zhao Yongning, but the big thing was not good, and he hurriedly found a helper to inspect the cell. found Lu Wenyuan's door, saw that he was sleeping face down, and went back to see that the key had fallen to the ground, which turned out to be a false alarm, so he didn't investigate it deeply.

The next day, the executioner sent someone to mention Lu Wenyuan. Lu Wenyuan had already prepared, first selected a small ball of hay from the underground of the prison and put it in his mouth, secretly held it, and then followed the person to the secret room.

The executioner was already waiting in the secret room, and when he saw Lu Wenyuan, he said with a smile: "Your Excellency is impatient, right? Two guards died in the palace today, and Dongchang did not have enough manpower, so he had to send me to the autopsy, but it was too late." ”

Lu Wenyuan sighed in his heart, he was afraid that the two guards were the Zhao brothers, but he had hay in his mouth, and he was afraid that he would find out, so he didn't dare to ask in detail. Then I heard him say to himself: "It's just that his clothes have been stripped off and a knife has been slashed on his throat, but there is nothing to test." Wasted effort. ”

The executioner said that he went to clean up the silver needle potion, and after cleaning up, he called a few factory officials, pressed Lu Wenyuan to the bed and tied him, and stripped off his clothes layer by layer.

Lu Wenyuan didn't know what he wanted, but he felt that the man's cold fingertips caressed his skin inch by inch, pressing from time to time, as if looking for something on him, until he pressed the vertebrae on his back, Lu Wenyuan suddenly felt a tingling pain coming, and couldn't help but shiver all over his body, so he heard the executioner laugh and say, "My lord has been injured here before, right?"

Lu Wenyuan didn't need to think about it to remember that it was the place where he suffered the court rod twice, and now although the wound has long been healed, the root of the disease has fallen, and when it comes to rainy weather, he has a faint pain, and he can hardly straighten his waist. Now that he is aware of it, it is not unusual.

The executioner added: "This silver needle inserted into the wound has a special taste, and it is not the same as the previous two times. Adults can endure the first two days, I don't know if they can endure today?" As he spoke, he took a silver needle from the table, laid Lu Wenyuan face down on the bed, and put a needle into the seam of his spine.

Lu Wenyuan only felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and even his mind was blurred, and the entire waist down was unconscious, but the injury hurt as if he was about to be broken by his waist.

Lu Wenyuan bit the hay in his mouth tightly, stubbornly silent, but the executioner only wanted him to speak, and lowered the needle more and more carefully, and adjusted the angle and depth of the needle from time to time, in order to stimulate the bones and muscles to the greatest extent.

Lu Wenyuan's eyes turned black for a while, and the hay in his mouth bit and bited, almost embedded in the flesh of his teeth, but he only felt that the screams in his throat were about to break through the teeth. In a trance, I remembered the situation of the court staff that day, and the emperor's handsome face dangled in front of him, only a look of resentment, his eyes were wet, and he almost couldn't help crying, but he gathered his mind like a masochist, fought to the death, and vowed to crush a mouthful of silver teeth, and never make a sound.