After escorting the people back to Dongchang, Cao Huachun interrogated them overnight, and Chen Luqian and Zhang Hanru gritted their teeth and refused to confess because they had Wen Tiren's support.

Seeing this, Cao Huachun sneered, knowing that the two people who didn't need to be ruthless refused to recruit, so he shouted: "When you come here, you dare to be hard-mouthed, and you are not allowed to receive the punishment, how can you be willing to spit out?" Come on, give me a real fight! ”

Four lieutenants wearing tight sleeves came up from the hall, each holding a wooden stick with the thickness of a wrist, majestic and murderous, first stripped off Chen Luqian's clothes, pressed them to the ground, put on a linen bag, and tied their arms and backs tightly, unable to move at all, only exposed their mouths and noses and panting, and then tied their feet, two brocade guards held down firmly, one brocade guard pressed two arms, and another brocade guard rode on his neck, his legs clamped his head.

The two brocade guards each had a wooden stick, and saluted upwards: "Governor, how much can you fight?" ”

"Hit forty."

With a shout, the two big sticks were slashed down alternately, and the three of them couldn't help but scream in unison.

"Chew it!"

Jin Yiwei each put a leather strip about two fingers wide into the mouths of the three people, and tied it tightly behind their heads, no matter how much the three of them shouted, they couldn't make a sound.

"Change sticks!"

According to the rules, if you change people with ten sticks, you are afraid that you will not be able to do so, and there will be drawbacks under the stick. After more than a dozen sticks, the three of them had already opened their skin and flesh, and the blood stained the cloth pants red.

Chen Luqian watched his son and himself being tortured, half a hundred years old, there is only such a son under his knees, once he starts hard, it is bound to break Chen's incense, he shakes his head desperately, and wants to say that he is moving, the brocade guard who is sitting on his neck still thinks that he is struggling hard, and his legs are clamping his head hard, and Chen Luqian faints.

After forty beatings, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and all three of them fainted. Jin Yiwei sprayed the three of them with cold water, and Cao Huachun asked, "Do you want to move?" ”

Chen Luqian pleaded: "I'll recruit, I'll recruit!" Asking the public to disclose the grace of heaven, it was all done by me and Zhang Hanru, and it has nothing to do with my son, so I ask my father-in-law to let him go! ”

"Nothing? Let's clearly see that the three of you are conspiring together, how can you say that it is nothing! Cao Huachun slapped the table, and his voice was violent.

Zhang Hanru widened his eyes and scolded viciously: "Lao Chen, don't talk nonsense, after so much painstaking work, seeing that a big thing is about to happen, you must not soften your bones, and see that a wealth is lost." ”

Wang Zhixin left his seat, paced in front of Zhang Hanru, and ordered: "Pull it up!" ”

The two brocade guards pulled Zhang Hanru's arm and dragged him to sit on the ground, just beating his ass to pieces, how could he sit down? Zhang Hanru wailed, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he gritted his teeth to support it. Wang Zhixin nodded and said, "What a tough man!" But it was in vain, Dongchang has always acted on secret orders to arrest people, and when Wen Ge Lao knows, he may not come to save you, even if he comes, I'm afraid it's too late, and then there is a splash of wealth, how can the three dead people enjoy? You'd better be smarter! ”

Cao Huachun raised the manuscript paper in his hand, slapped the Ge cloth on the table, and said: "Now that people have obtained stolen goods, even if you don't recruit them, we can also finalize the case." There is no other way, let's just send this draft and Gebu to the Wen Mansion, Wen Ge Lao will want to exculpate it, why do we need to do it, he will not be able to spare you. ”

The two sang and harmonized, and Zhang Hanru's face was like ashes, and he was silent. Wang Zhixin shouted: "Factory father, there is no need to talk to such people, just beat him to death with a stick, and killing a person in the East Factory is not like an ant." Put him down and see how long he lasts? ”

The two brocade guards let go of Zhang Hanru's arm, Zhang Hanru fell to the ground, the blood on his buttocks kept dripping, he gasped for a moment, closed his eyes and said: "I recruited, this matter was done by me and Chen Luqian, originally we didn't want to impeach Qian Qianyi, and it was Chen Biqian's cousin Chen Biqian, the governor of Henan, who began to sue Chen Luqian's cousin, Henan Governor, thinking that the draft must be sent to the cabinet through the General Political Division, and after Wen Ge's old hand, he had a deep grudge with Qian Qianyi and Qu Shiyun, and Chen Luqian also had a holiday with them, so he added them. Wen Ge Lao saw it, and actually ticked off Chen Biqian, and folded the two of them to participate in Qian and Qu. ”

"Why do you want to sue Chen Biqian?"

Chen Luqian replied: "He was originally my cousin, I used his name to do something, but he was furious when he heard about it, and posted a notice, saying that he had nothing to do with what I did, I went to ask to see, and he also ordered the concierge not to report, and the six relatives did not recognize it, so hateful!" ”

Cao Huachun secretly thought: They belong to their own brothers, they are very related by blood, and they don't agree with each other, so they went to Beijing to complain, how vicious their hearts are, such a femme fatale, don't leave him alive! After making up his mind, he asked, "What about the anonymous unveiling post?" ”

"That's my idea, I wrote an anonymous post, found a friend Wang Fan and sent it to the General Administration, saying that Qian Qianyi used 40,000 taels of silver to ask Zhou Yingbi for help from his father-in-law, and Wen Ge got the post, wrote a secret fold overnight, and presented it to the emperor."

"So, from beginning to end, this matter was manipulated by Wen Ge Lao?"

"Without his support, where would we have such guts!" Chen Luqian drew a monogram on his confession.

Cao Huachun and the other sons of Zhang Hanru and Chen Luqian all painted the monogram and shouted: "Beat sixty more sticks and put on the flail!" ”

The three of them were scattered when they heard this, and it was a fluke that a hundred sticks could survive, and if they were put on a flail weighing two or three hundred catties, they would have no physiology.

The flail was created in the Wanli period of Shenzong, and it was the exclusive torture instrument of Dongchang and Jinyiwei. When Wei Zhongxian was admiring Dongchang, Li Yongzhen heard that the famous cool official of the Tang Dynasty, Lai Junchen, had made ten kinds of flails, and the names were extremely unique: one was "Dingbaimai", the second was "breathless", the third was "roaring suddenly", the fourth was "inheriting the truth", the fifth was "losing the soul and gall", the sixth was "the real is the opposite", the seventh was "the anti is the truth", the eighth was "the dead pig was sorrowful", the ninth was "seeking to die", and the tenth was "seeking to break the family". He found the images of these ten kinds of flails in the collection of the Inner Palace, and imitated the third-class flails weighing 100, 200, and 300 catties. This kind of flail is long in front and short in the back, and the long end touches the ground, and the prisoner is shackled by the neck, and the body can only stand there for support, and it is impossible to kneel and sit.

With the use of flails, most of the prisoners died within a day. Luckily, the captain of the prison sentence lowered the flail three inches, and the prisoner could only bend his legs slightly, barely supporting, and his feet were weak, and he strangled him to death. No matter how arrogant and ferocious the great traitor is, he will change color when he hears the name of the flail. The three of them had been beaten to the point that their legs were about to be broken, where did they still have the strength to stand, and as soon as they were put on the flail, they immediately died of anger. Cao Huachun snorted coldly, put the confession in his sleeve and hurriedly entered the palace

Wen Mansion, at noon, Wen Tiren sat alone for a drink, leisurely, on the table was a few famous dishes that Long Shengxuan had just delivered, he tasted slowly, drinking amber Huadiao wine, the room was filled with the aroma of wine and food. Suddenly, a house slave came in and reported: "Someone is in the palace." ”

"Please!" Before Wen Tiren could stand up, Ma Yuancheng stepped in and arched his hand: "Is Master Wen sick and healthy?" Congratulations to Xiangye. ”

"What do I like? Is it a joy for the emperor to keep him? Wen Tiren was very surprised in his heart, he couldn't figure out what he meant in his words, he sat on the chair with chopsticks, watched Ma Yuancheng unfold a roll of paper, and recognized at a glance that it was the begging fold that he had written by himself to avoid suspicion.

Ma Yuancheng said with a smile: "Long live the master of Xiangye's excerpt, Xiangye can go back to his hometown to recuperate, isn't this a joy?" ”

"What, was it approved by the emperor, or was it Zhang Zhifa's own draft?" Wen Tiren's body trembled, his face was panicked, and a pair of chopsticks fell to the ground. Zhang Zhifa was recommended to the cabinet by himself, he was cowardly by nature, and he would never dare to take the opportunity to fall into the ground.

"Xiang Ye has a look at his own house, Long Live Lord's Zhu Approval and Zhang Ge Lao's tickets are all on it, it's clear, Long Live Lord said to Xiang Ye to take a look, and then take it back."

Wen Tiren picked up the fold and looked at it urgently, Zhang Zhifa's hundreds of words of praise were passed at a glance, and the most sluggy eyes fell on the three vermilion characters: "Let him go", the ink was dripping, the gesture was hearty, and it was done in one go, Wen Tiren seemed to see Chongzhen's angry face and disdainful look, and he knew that it was irretrievable, and muttered to himself: "The emperor, the emperor's ......" fell to the ground, and the old tears were all over the place.