Chapter Seventy-Four: Who Loses and Who Wins
His face was shocked, and Minglan was dazzled by the dazzling light reflected by the jade seals of the four squares in front of him.
"Presumptuousβ"
The anger in his heart was blazing, he shook his head fiercely, his poisonous gaze twisted, and he swept Leng Qingtang viciously:
"This governor is also a second-class official of the imperial court, how can he be so humiliated by your subordinates?"
Beside him, Father-in-law Bai shook his head in disbelief and shouted to the man at the height of the cloud steps:
"Lord Leng, you, you are deliberately embarrassing our family!"
Leng Qingtang smiled and lowered his eyes, his eyes were as cold as ice:
"This governor has said first, since the lord of the Ming Governor can't eat the big seal of our company's celebrant supervisor, he doesn't have the sincerity to save people. Whoever comes, escorts those who kneel to the ground to the violent chamber and wait for the fate of the governor. β
The Dongchang guards received the order in unison, rushed to the middle of the courtyard, dragged up the eighty internal officials and palace laves, and pushed them into the row houses on the east and west sides of the courtyard.
There were 26 of those row houses, which were used by the celebrant to punish the offenders.
No matter how strong those people's temperament is, after entering the impermeable little dark houses like pigeon cages, very few can finally come out alive in the end.
These 80 men and women also know the power of the riot room, and some of them are crying miserably and crying and wailing all the way to the riot chamber forcibly dragged into the riot chamber.
If it weren't for the fact that this scene was performed under the blue sky and white sun, it really made people mistakenly think that they had broken into the hell of Ah Bi.
Duan Shaochun, the inner warden, sat on the edge of the bench, and a puddle of liquid flowed out from under him. Because he was too frightened, he actually peed his pants on the spot.
The remaining thirteen people were also dull, and their bodies trembled like chaff.
Leng Qingtang glanced down contemptuously, raised his eyebrows, and raised his lips and said:
"Today, since Gonggong Bai has come to our company's ceremonial prison, this governor will not let you go this in vain, how about staying and watching the execution with this governor?"
Father-in-law Bai's body trembled slightly, smacking his tongue and saying nothing.
Leng Qingtang pursed his lips and smiled, and commanded loudly:
"Whoever is punished with a court rod by the inner chamberlain will be punished immediately!"
In the midst of the repeated pleas for mercy, the eunuchs in charge of the punishment pressed the fourteen criminals back to the benches, and then raised the big stick wrapped in iron in their hands, and waved and fell fiercely......
Soon, the courtyard was bright red and fishy.
Under the corridor, the leaders of the internal officials had palpitations and weak legs, and their faces were not right, and no one dared to look at the center of the courtyard, and their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
The eunuch stopped waving his stick and bowed in front of the corridor:
"Lord Bing, Duan Shaochun, the inner attendant and supervisor, can't stand the punishment, and he has already choked his breath."
Duan Shaochun's punishment was named "one zhang red".
The so-called one-zhang red is to slam the victim's waist with a big stick. The lumbar spine is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and the tortured person generally dies due to broken bones after not taking a few blows.
Sure enough, Duan Shaochun, who was a well-behaved person in all directions, was hit by two eunuchs with sticks left and right no more than four or five times, and then his eyes were half-closed, and his mouth was full of bubbling blood foam, and the arm that stretched out to Minglan for help lost his strength and hung down softly.
Minglan was stunned and watched his dry child swallow his breath like this, his eyes ached, and his heart was like a knife for a while.
At this time, another eunuch stopped his movements, turned around and bowed to Leng Qingtang:
"The slave is incompetent, he just counted the number of rods, and now he doesn't know how much the rod has been punished, and I ask the overseer to forgive me."
"What's ...... Something?"
Leng Qingtang smiled wickedly, his slightly flickering gaze fell on Minglan's dazed and sweaty face intentionally or unintentionally, and then waved his hand carelessly, and said:
"Brainstorming, count the number of sticks and count again!"
"Yes."
The eunuch in charge of the punishment made a reply, got up and continued to dance the big stick.
Secretly snorting coldly, his gentle smile always had a hint of hideousness, and Leng Qingtang turned his eyes to look at the silent Bai Gonggong.
Seeing that his face was shocked, and he kept wiping the hot sweat on his forehead and cheeks with his wide sleeves, he knew that he was frightened by the bloody scene that was terrifying everywhere he could see.
In any case, this troubled eunuch must be given a decent step.
"Father-in-law Bai, this governor has always been careful in doing things, and this time will not make you feel in a dilemma. When he went to Yongning Palace, he would explain the matter to the imperial concubine in person.
In addition, there have been several cases in Dongchang recently, and the Governor believes that Niangniang is also interested in listening to what the Governor tells her. β
Bai Gonggong was suddenly shocked, and his eyes widened to look at Leng Qingtang who was smiling indistinctly.
As the eunuch in charge of Yongning Palace, how could Bai Gonggong not know that among the cases that Dongchang was investigating, there were several files that were inextricably linked to the Wan family.
Leng Qingtang dared to say such a thing to him today, which was clearly a hint and coercion.
The Wan clan and the mere Minglan, who is more important to Wan Yuyao, Bai Gonggong knows in his heart.
Sighing helplessly, he shook off the dust, and handed over to Leng Qingtang on the cloud steps one by one:
"Lord Leng has said this, our family will not dare to stop it. In this case, our family will go back to Yongning Palace first to resume their lives and say goodbye! β
The cold eyes glanced at Minglan, and the white father-in-law went alone.
Leng Qingtang raised his hands and feet, walked down the stone steps steadily, and walked in front of Minglan with a light smile.
Xiao Xiaoshen had already handed over the big seal in his palm to a celebrant and eunuch, holding the handle of the knife at the right time, and a pair of sharp eyes as alert as an eagle falcon stared at Minglan and the eunuch of the West Factory beside him.
As soon as those men dared to disagree with his overseer, he immediately swung the embroidered spring sword, killing the intruder on the spot.
Leng Qingtang lowered his eyes lazily, looked at Minglan's left hand that was covered by deerskin gloves, and said with a mocking smile:
"The Lord of the Ming Dynasty despised the majesty of the celebrant and the celebrant several times, and repeatedly obstructed the governor from punishing the internal officials, and wanted to forcibly take away the prisoners.
Now that they have subdued the law, does the Lord of the Ming Governor want to be alone? β
Minglan was speechless, his eyes stared at the proud opponent, and his angry eyes burst inch by inch.
Leng Qingtang hooked his lips and chuckled, and coldly ordered aside:
"Xiao Shen, Lord Mingdu's hand is inconvenient, you come and help him."
"Leng Qingtang, you want to declare a personal vendetta and kill the governor!"
Without waiting for Xiao Xiaoshen to come over, Minglan clenched his iron fists, and his hateful gaze was aimed at the man with a handsome face and a cold smile, and asked resolutely.
"So what?"
Leng Qingtang replied slowly, took two steps forward, his body was only separated from Minglan's finger, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it clearly:
"Minglan, you have done absolutely evil things, if you let you go today, I am afraid that I can't stop Jiang blocking the head of the spirit in the sky, I can't stop the head of Yuan who is paralyzed on the sickbed, and I can't stop the Yunxi who is still missing!"
Minglan looked stunned, and suddenly his expression changed, and instead of being angry, he sneered:
"You said you couldn't live with Gu Yunxi? Leng Qingtang, you finally have some self-awareness!
You should know that at this time, you are back in charge of the celebrant and the celebrant and can stand here, and be proud of the governor and the officials in this full courtyard, all thanks to Gu Yunxi! β
Seeing that Leng Qingtang suddenly raised his eyebrows, his body was fixed in place, Minglan pulled his lips numbly, and raised a cold and desolate laugh line:
"What you have done is unknown to others, but you cannot hide it from Bento. You keep saying that you love her and protect her, but when your life is at stake, you finally choose to take care of yourself and abandon her. Ironically, she believes in you.
Cold Governor, Cold Palm Print! You used Gu Yunxi's life in exchange for regaining the power of the palace inner garden. So, what right do you have to shout at the Doge?! β
After finishing his words in one breath, Minglan suddenly felt a pain in his eyes, and his chest was unbearable.
The gloomy eyes wandered casually between Leng Qingtang's stunned facial features, breathing a sigh of relief slightly, Minglan's eyes brightened again, and continued:
"If you had tried to rescue Gu Yunxi earlier that day, instead of planning how to restore power to deal with Xichang and me Minglan, why would you have disabled your subordinates, and why would you have disappeared from Gu Yunxi today?
Leng Qingtang, what you are doing at this time is just buying peace for your conscience. However, even if you kill Ben Du and kill those ninety-four internal officials, your Gu Yunxi will not come backββ"
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Leng Qingtang's handsome face twitched violently, and he immediately felt his heart slashed with countless sharp blades, and bursts of heartache swept through his body.
Minglan's cruel accusation can be said to be right in the middle, and Yunxi's disappearance is still a knot that Leng Qingtang can't let go.
Suddenly, Leng Qingtang's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said to Minglan weakly:
"Don't think that saying such things will make Ben Governor let you go."
Minglan sneered, and his disdainful gaze stared at Leng Qingtang, who had a sad complexion:
"Not necessarily! Since it is for her, I Minglan admits punishment! I don't think I'm a good person, but I don't have your hypocrisy. Leng Qingtang, I really look down on you. β
After finishing his final words, Minglan turned around and came to the center of the courtyard under Leng Qingtang's staring gaze.
Raising his head, Minglan squinted at the bright sun hanging high in the blue sky, hooked his lips and smiled freely:
"Little wildcat, I'll pay you back everything I owe you!"
Disperse the eunuchs of the West Factory who came to stop him, knelt down in front of the bloodstained robe of Minglan, took off the Xuangauze reticulated hat, and said to Xiao Xiaoshen with a calm expression:
"Let's do it."
Leng Qingtang walked up the cloud steps step by step, suddenly felt a softness under his feet, and hurriedly supported the Taishi chair with his hand, so that he could support his soft and weak body.
His world was suddenly silent, and there was no noise of executions and wailings.
His face was gloomy, and his handsome features were deformed by this indescribable pain.
Leng Qingtang slumped his back, his teeth clenched and refused to let go of his voice, but he couldn't bear the mouthful of fishy freshness gushing out of his throat, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with red between his mouths.
His heart was already full of holes, and he really didn't taste the slightest pleasure of revenge. On the contrary, the heart-wrenching pain was even more intense.
After a long time, the cruel and merciless punishment ceased.
Fourteen bloodied, cold corpses lay on their stomachs on the benches. The executioners propped one end of the stick on the brick floor, holding the other end and gasping.
Xiao Xiaoshen also stopped, spread out his two palms and looked at the blood stains on his ten fingers, and his face was expressionless.
Minglan's cheeks were purple and swollen, his mouth was full of red blood, and three of his teeth were knocked out by Xiao Shen, who had a strong palm.
He stumbled to his feet, pushed his men out of the way, and staggered to the bottom of the gimbal.
With a mouthful of blood, Minglan slowly raised his head, trying to concentrate his blurred vision, looking at the back of the decadent man next to the Taishi's chair, smiled weakly, and said softly:
"Leng Qingtang, to be honest, I don't want to fight with you anymore. The East and West factories have been fighting so far, what have you lost, and what have I gained? Who wins and who loses, or does it hurt both? β
Leng Qingtang's heart ached, and when he turned around, he saw Minglan Mansion slowly walking out of the courtyard.
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The sun is setting, and the night is thick.
The dark and wide cold palace stands in a bleak and bleak atmosphere. A faint ray of light emanated through the corner of the broken wall, enveloping the halfway body of a dark shadow.
Behind the wall, a female voice came in a low voice:
"It's really unexpected that an ordinary woman would lead to a lot of grievances between the east and west factories. What made the palace even more stunned was that the factory man of the West Factory seemed to have true feelings for the woman. It's just that she is not a person in the deep palace, otherwise she would not be a good person. β
"In your opinion, who intervened and robbed this woman?" The dark shadow across the wall suddenly asked.
The female voice on the other side of the wall was silent for a moment:
"Hongu doesn't have a clue either."
"If that man is an adversary, what should we do?"
"Even if it is an opponent, what he does is also aimed at the East and West Factories, and he can't threaten you and me for the time being. We just need to brake statically and sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. β