This hot face looked at Emperor Joan of Arc in his eyes, and he paused to pick vegetables, "What are you afraid of?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc was even more gloomy, "Afraid of me? Think I'm cruel? Or are you afraid of being killed? ”

It's another fateful question.

Wen Qingwu turned his head, pinched the cloth and looked at Emperor Zhende worriedly, his eyes were red, "Slaves are afraid of the dead." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't expect to get such a word, he was stunned at first, and then rolled his eyes at Wen Qingwu, "Something that doesn't make a difference." He turned around and raised his chopsticks and continued to pick them up.

"If you see more, you won't be afraid." Emperor Joan of Arc ate the dishes of Cheng Jinbu and said. The tone is incomprehensible.

Speaking of this, Wen Qingwu didn't dare to shirk anymore, so he retreated.

The place where Concubine Mei Shufei was held in the palace was in the dungeon of the Yeting Prison. Because almost all of the people who could enter were condemned to death, Emperor Joan of Arc would often be called by the same name as the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

Wen Qingwu took the two small chamberlains who served in the Great Cause Hall to the Yeting Prison.

This is Luoyang Palace, and in the past, almost all the masters in the palace were in the inner part of the Hojing, and the court prison in this Luoyang Palace was almost never used.

Before Concubine Mei Shufei was imprisoned here, almost no one cared. Therefore, the weeds were overgrown beside the prison, and the vines had grown into the rusty high window railings.

At this time, the Yulin Army surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was cold and cold.

Before Wen Qingwu could reach the door of Yeting Prison, he was stopped by the guards guarding the door.

She took out the sign in her arms, "On the orders of His Majesty, I came to check the body." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two people walking in the prison, one in front of the other. The one in front is Si Mu wearing silver armor and holding a sword, and the one in the back is the warden of Luoyang Palace.

When the prison warden saw Wen Qingwu, he stepped forward and bowed flatteringly, "The lower officials see Wen Cairen!" I don't know where the talented people come from and what they do, but the emperor has orders? ”

Yu Guangli Si Mu looked at her steadily, and Wen Qingwu pretended not to notice.

"The emperor asked me to check the body." Wen Qingwu said, stepping over the Yulin Army guarding the door, and said to the warden: "There is Father-in-law Lao to lead the way." ”

"Talent here, please!" Hearing this, the warden hurriedly stepped out of the way and respectfully asked Wen Qingwu to take a step first.

The dungeon of the Ting Prison is at the innermost part of the Ting Prison, and it takes two flights of stairs down to reach it. It's really dark inside, and even if it's full of fire, it's all dim and hard to see.

Wen Qingwu walked at the forefront, listening to the prison warden tell him the details of last night's execution, the time, place, and number of people.

Descending the stairs and turning around a cell, the thick bloody smell that came to Wen Qingwu's face made Wen Qingwu feel a little sick to his stomach.

Suppressing the ignorance in her heart, she followed the path led by the warden, and she stood outside a huge cell, which was empty, except for the rope locks hanging in the air, and the corpses covered with white cloth on the ground.

"There are thirty-seven in all, all of them inside." The warden stepped forward and bent over and opened the door.

Wen Qingwu walked in first, and the jailer next to her lifted the white cloth for her.

It is said that it is checked, and the corpses under the white cloth are all unrecognizable, whip marks or wounds, not to mention covered with blood, even if the blood is wiped dry, it may not be recognized.

One by one, he walked by, taking the list in his hand and checking them one by one.

These people were all strangled to death, but a few were beheaded. The white cloth was lifted and his neck was still crooked, and the blood on the bowl-sized wound on his neck had coagulated, but it still made Wen Qingwu very uncomfortable.

Her hand holding the yellow silk trembled slightly.

A body walked by, and then lifted the white cloth, it was Zhu'er.

She looked at the name on the yellow silk in her hand, Zhu Jin. It turned out that her name was Zhu Jin.

"This is the big palace maid Zhu'er who serves closely beside Concubine Shu, and she should have seen it." As always, the warden introduced the identity of the deceased to match the information on the yellow silk.

Zhu'er's body is still intact, and there is no blood on her face. It's just a black green after death. At the moment, he was staring in horror and opening his mouth slightly to say something.

Actually, she didn't want her to die.

Wen Qingwu lightly moved his eyes and took a step forward.

"This is Yuan Li, and it is also the inner attendant beside Concubine Shu."

The corpse's face was covered in blood, and its neck was broken, so it was impossible to see its appearance. Wen Qingwu leaned down slightly and looked carefully.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he was a little taller than Yuan Li.

She walked over and lifted the next white cloth.

Li Yun is dead.

Wen Qingwu looked at Li Yun's corpse, and doubts gradually became in his heart. Yesterday, when Si Mu sent the pleadings, she was behind Emperor Zhende, and she glanced at it and took a look.

Li Yun's pleadings are even clearer and more detailed than Zhu Er's.

But he didn't enrich Yuan Li to attack Li Yun, so it was impossible to reveal anything to him. Then why did he testify against the pleadings?

In fact, if it weren't for Li Yun, an old man who had been with Concubine Shu for decades, who also drew a pleading, Emperor Joan of Arc would not have killed everyone so quickly.

After all, three of the four who serve are clear moves. said that Concubine Shu was wronged, but no one believed it.

"This is the grand duke in charge of Concubine Shu's side, Li Yun." The warden said, "This man was very restless before he died. He said casually.

Wen Qingwu turned his head to look at the warden, "Why are you restless?" ”

The prison warden didn't expect that he would be caught by Wen Qingwu and asked deeply, he thought carefully for a moment before replying, "This person kept saying that he wanted to see you before his execution." ”

"See me?" Wen Qingwu was surprised.

The warden nodded, "Yes, I want to see you by name." Ask him what he wants to say and don't. I personally interrogated this person, and I didn't say anything after asking him several times, and the emperor didn't bother to listen to him after giving the order, so he strangled him with a rope. ”

Wen Qingwu looked back at Li Yun's corpse. Then he took small steps and walked away.

Whatever he knows, whatever he wants to say, whatever he wants to say, no matter who he is, if he dies, he dies.

The last corpse, like all corpses, was simply a white cloth on a straw mat.

"This is the corpse of Concubine Shu." As he spoke, the warden personally squatted down and lifted the white cloth.

Wen Qingwu squatted down this time and looked at the corpse carefully.

She was unscarred, her hair was disheveled, and she was still wearing the thin jacket she wore yesterday. There is no trace of torture.

But almost everyone around her was recruited, and it didn't make much sense for her to torture or not. died extremely simply, not with his head cut off or strangled to death, but by someone who forcibly poured a glass of wine. There was black blood at the corners of his mouth.

It's still the same as yesterday, but the face is very dark and terrifying. Her mouth was tense enough to see that she had struggled hard before she died, not wanting to drink wine.

Wen Qingwu stretched out her hand and broke her face, looked at it carefully, and made sure that it was indeed Concubine Mei Shufei's body, so she got up and took out a Jinpa, and wiped her fingers again and again.

"Okay, after the check, I'm going back to give the emperor a gift." Wen Qingwu said, about to leave, but suddenly thought of something and stopped, turned his head to look at the warden and asked, "By the way, what are you going to do with these corpses?" The latest chapter of "Rufeng Ling Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.