Chapter 21: Pickles
Ding Si's body was cold.
What does the Metropolitan Governor mean by this?
Wei Zhou coughed lightly, "Ding Si." Who instructed you to drug the female prisoner Song Ah and wanted to commit adultery? Filthy things? And thou shalt come as it is. β
Ding Si has been in Shuntianfu Prison for ten years, and he is also an old fritter, so he can be regarded as a taste after thinking about it.
Jin Yiwei wants to deal with Xu Jinyuan, and he is fabricating his crimes.
Ding Si's mind turned quickly, and he begged for mercy loudly:
"Little damn it. The little one should be damned, the little one was forced by Lord Yin of the Mansion to be obscene, so he had to drug Song Ashi, and he was also forced...... The small family has the old and the young, and they all rely on the small salary to chew on. The order of Lord Yin of the Mansion, the small one is helpless, please ask the Metropolitan Governor to call the shots for the small one......"
Xu Jinyuan was so angry that his face turned green.
Zhao Yin turned his head lightly, "Lord Xu, what do you have to say?" β
"Slander! This is slander. β
Xu Jinyuan sensed Zhao Yin's intention to do him.
Under the direction of officials. Medicine. Traitor. Filthy female prisoner, this is not a question of whether Xiang Shang's black yarn can be kept, but whether Xiang Shang's head can be kept.
He didn't understand where he offended Zhao Yin.
I don't understand why Zhao Yin wants to help Ah Shi.
But he knows that if Zhao Yin wants to deal with him, whether Ding Si accuses him or not, whether he admits guilt or not is not the most important, not only can he not save himself, but Princess Huaining is here, I'm afraid it won't help......
What's more, how could Princess Huaining come out to protect him?
Once he recruits Huaining, I am afraid that his family will also be affected.
He had to bear this disaster himself.
"The Governor of the Metropolis is clear!" Xu Jinyuan's entire posture changed, just now he was still the courtesy of a lower-level official to a higher-level official, but now he is on all fours, and the whole person is lying down in front of Zhao Yin, crying.
"Xia Guan just took Ah Shi to prison for interrogation for the case of Zhang's family extermination, and because she slashed and killed more than a dozen of my guards, she was sentenced in a fit of anger, and there was no such prostitution. Filthy hearts, let alone do such things as bad as pigs and dogs. β
Zhao Yin had no expression, and his voice was calm and indifferent.
"A woman, slashing and killing more than a dozen people in your prison. Lord Xu, are you a three-year-old child? β
It's not unbelief,
If you don't believe it, you want to do it.
Xu Jinyuan was afraid of Jinyiwei to the point of no return.
His trembling strands trembled, and he couldn't wait to call Zhao Yin's ancestor.
"What the lower officials said is true, the guards who were cut down by Song Ashi are in the prison, and most of the governors can send people to investigate."
Zhao Yin's face was expressionless, "Weizhou." β
"Yes." Wei Zhou was ordered to go out.
Soon, he was back in the torture room.
"The Grand Governor."
He glanced at Shi Yong strangely, whispered a few words in Zhao Yin's ear, coughed lightly, and announced in public.
"After investigation, 18 people were slightly injured, one person was seriously injured, and none of them died."
Eighteen people were slightly injured, one person was seriously injured, and none died?
Didn't you say you would cut it with a knife? Even if you kill indiscriminately, you will kill people in the chaos, right?
None of them died, how did she do it?
Xu Jinyuan looked at Shi Yong and couldn't believe it.
"Someone's coming!" Zhao Yin half-closed his eyes and accentuated his tone.
"Take Lord Xu back to Beizhen Fusi and interrogate him carefully."
North Town Fuji?
Xu Jinyuan's body softened, and he looked at Zhao Yin with a shocked face.
"I am an official of the imperial court, and most of the governors have not been given orders, so how can they put me in prison for questioning me on the basis of the words of a lowly servant?"
Zhao Yin's fingers tapped lightly on his knees, and he met Xu Jinyuan's frightened and anxious eyes.
"Take it."
Jin Yiwei promised loudly, and he stepped forward to take down Xu Jinyuan.
"Who dares to touch me!" Xu Jinyuan's face was as white as paper, seeing that there was no hope of escaping the crime, he made a final resistance in a hoarse voice, "This mansion is an official of the imperial court, and he is ordered to supervise the affairs of Shuntian Mansion, Zhao Yin, you traitor, I want to present it to Your Majesty and punish your crimesββ"
"Smack!" A slap slapped Xu Jinyuan in the face.
"Dare to insult the Metropolitan Governor?"
Xu Jinyuan was completely insane.
has been an official for many years, how could he have been insulted like this?
"Zhao Yin, you are arbitrary, stubborn and self-serving, arresting the imperial court officials at will, and taking revenge with personal grievances...... This house must come to the palace to visit you...... Let go, let go of me, I'm going to see the emperor! Zhao Yin, you will be punished. β
When death comes, are the bones hardened?
Wei Zhou couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that his hair was half white, his face was red and his neck was thick when he struggled and screamed.
He stepped forward and kicked Xu Jinyuan's calf, smiled slightly, and persuaded gently.
"Lord Xu, most of the governors can't listen to the noise. Be honest and suffer less. β
Xu Jinyuan glared at Wei Zhou, and the whole person collapsed, his eyes were dull and angry, and he said a few words over and over again.
"If you don't die well, you won't die well, Zhao Yin! I'm going to visit you, and I'm ......going to visit you."
Zhao Yin seemed to be tired from sitting, and slowly stood up with his knees, and a pair of knife-like eyes swept over Shi Yong's head hanging on the ground.
This head is black and oily, and the coat is shiny, like a curled up soft animal, obedient and honest.
Hum! Zhao Yin thought of Wei Zhou's report just now, kicked her, "Take it away." β
Shi Yong didn't move, and was as quiet as if he was dead.
Zhao Yin frowned, squatted down and grabbed her shoulders, lifting her whole face up.
A small face of Hibiscus seemed to be burned through the fire, her eyes were red, and she was holding a beam of autumn water, looking at him directly, her lower lip was biting, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, clearly bearing monstrous pain, but she didn't say a word.
"Metropolitan Governor, how did Ding Si fall?" Wei Zhou asked for instructions behind his back.
Zhao Yin picked up Shi Yong, threw him on the only chair in the room, picked up a bucket of cold water, and poured it on top of her head expressionlessly.
Porphyry! Shi Yong was soaked, and the spirit of the spirit was fighting.
When he opened his eyes, he was so cold that he wanted to greet his uncle.
Zhao Yin walked towards Ding Si with a cold face, "Antidote." β
"Nope." Ding Si stared at the frightened eyes, shook his head, and shook his head again, "No, I don't have an antidote." β
"What medicine?" Zhao Yin asked again.
"Yes, yes, the little one bought it from the mother of the Red Mansion, and said that they used it to deal with disobedient girls."
Zhao Yin hooked the corners of his lips and suddenly smiled at him, Ding Si didn't understand it, and a sharp pain came from his arm.
He watched in horror as his flesh flew out, and the delicate and thin embroidered spring knife in Zhao Yin's hand was inserted into his left shoulder like cutting tofu
The ground was covered in blood, and he screamed, and his tongue couldn't be straightened.
"The Metropolitan Governor, spare your life, there is really no antidote for the small ones, the mother of the Red Mansion said, only, as long as you do that happy thing, the medicine will be solved, and the Metropolitan Governor will spare the small ones. The small ones are witnesses, the little ones have to live to testify against Lord Xu, and the little ones are willing to serve the dogs and horses for the big capital......"
Zhao Yin let go.
Ding Sizhong slumped on the ground, his throat whimpered, and he couldn't cry a single word.
"Keep your mouth alive." Zhao Yin turned around and wiped his fingers with a silk, "Pickled things, castrated." β
Ding Si watched dumbfounded as the brocade guard with an embroidered spring knife walked towards him, took a rag and gagged it, his body was cold, and his pants were ripped off.
He shook his head helplessly in horror,
Jin Yiwei's hand raised his knife and dropped him cleanly.
No crying, no crying out of pain,
The slightest silence in the torture chamber can make people shudder.
Ding Si was dragged out dying, leaving only a puddle of filth and a line of crooked blood marks on the ground.