Zhao Hai's tone gradually turned cold, and there was a murderous intent hidden in it, which made Gonggong Shen and Han Ying on the side feel terrified.

Soon, Zhao Hai embarked on a journey to the prison.

On the way, Han Ying continued to report to Zhao Hai, "Your Majesty, Gongsun Jian and Lord Wei have joined forces with Wu Chuxiong to deal with it. ”

"The impact of the evil monk case has been minimized, and those who have ulterior motives have been arrested and severely punished."

"And the women, all of whom have been put back in their respective homes."

"It's just that some of the women's families are prominent, and there is no lack of high-ranking and powerful people in the family, and they are now uniting to ask Tingwei to give them an explanation of why there are such vicious gangsters in Xianyang City."

When Zhao Hai heard this, his brows furrowed, "What's the matter?" Didn't I say that this case should be solved as soon as possible in private, so as not to make a big impact? ”

"Why did it get to this point now?"

When Han Ying heard this, he bowed his head and said to Zhao Hai: "Your Majesty, the old minister suspects that there may be villains in this who are making trouble and fanning the flames, causing the situation to develop to such a point. ”

"The typical evidence is that those women have just been rescued, and within a few hours, the identity information of those women, as well as their encounters, have been made public to Xianyang City, and have become the talk of everyone in the alley."

"These women, they knew that they could not get married, and three or four of them, because they could not bear the humiliation, soon hanged themselves one after another, which is why their family members are so angry."

"At this moment, the people's resentment is boiling."

"Those women who have not been violated by the six cicada thieves have been attacked by rumors and rumors, and are now looking for death and life."

"I'm afraid my life will be ruined."

"The fathers of two of the women, both of whom happened to be officials of the Imperial Historical Observatory, are now kneeling in front of the east gate, asking His Majesty to avenge them."

Zhao Hai's face was extremely ugly, "Avenge your grievances? What grievances? ”

"Those thieves have been punished, I can send someone to compensate me, what else?"

Now Zhao Hai is roasted on the fire, if he doesn't give an explanation for this matter, these people will definitely be endless.

Zhao Hai's face was extremely ugly at this time, and his hands were so clenched that his bones creaked.

These evil monks are now dead, and if they are caught, they will not be able to use them to pay off their debts.

Now the only way is to arrest the mastermind behind the scenes and throw this black pot out, so as to convince the public.

A killing intent flashed in Zhao Hai's eyes, the mastermind behind this scene must die, otherwise Zhao Hai will not be at peace in the future.

This public opinion war is really too powerful.

Gonggong Shen, you go and appease them immediately, just say that I agree, and I will give them a satisfactory explanation when I go to court tomorrow morning. “

"No." Shen Gonggong left respectfully.

……

In the dark and uninhabited prison, maggots and cockroaches and rats are rampant in this place, and no one pays attention to them.

There were a lot of people who were imprisoned in this place, one after another, and there were thousands of them.

Basically, they are all important members of the imperial court or serious felons.

At this time, a group of mermaids rushed in, and the first person walked in a tiger, wearing a black robe, with a majestic face, and walking with the wind.

When everyone in the prison saw this one, they naturally didn't dare to breathe, for fear that he would find him.

This is, of course, Daqin's son of heaven today, Zhao Hai.

"Bang dang!" With a bang, the door of a prison was opened.

At this time, a few jailers came in first to clear the ground, and then a few more jailers came in with an expensive chair and placed it on the ground.

Then Zhao Hai walked in, sat on the chair, and looked at the old monk Begonia opposite whose limbs were comfortable with iron chains.

Begonia's whole body was swollen at this time, and her face was as big as a plate, and she knew at a glance that it was the last time she was beaten and had not healed.

His swollen eyes could only barely open a slit, and he looked at Zhao Hai, "Emperor Great Qin, what are you doing again?"

Zhao Hai sat on the chair and took a cup of tea from the guard next to him, "What are you going to do?" Naturally, I came to see you. ”

"You don't know that this prison is my private prison, right?"

"And don't you think you're smart? Don't you know what I came to this place for? ”

The Begonia monk looked at Zhao Hai coldly, and endless resentment flashed in his eyes, "I don't want to know, and I don't want to know." ”

Zhao Hai said: "It may not let you get your wish." ”

"Tell me who is behind you, and I can make your life a little better, at least not by being hung like you are now."

When the Begonia monk heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, "You still dare to say it!" ”

"You tyrant! My martial arts have been abolished, I'm old again, and in this life, there is no hope! ”

"You make the rest of my life dull, why should I make you comfortable?"

Zhao Hai laughed disdainfully, "It seems that I beat you stupid last time." ”

"You don't know what you're talking about right now, do you?"

You must know that when the old monk Begonia was beaten, he begged for mercy miserably.

Now it's so hard? What is it that wasn't beaten stupid?

Zhao Hai sneered and said: "As far as I know, the reason why you are called a Begonia Monk is because your famous poison is made from a broken intestine Begonia. ”

"It doesn't seem like you need any martial arts to make this poison, right?"

"You are in the rivers and lakes, it seems that just using poison is enough to make people daunted."

"What more martial arts do you need? Cooperate with me obediently, and I can give you a chance to live. ”

At this time, a strong desire to survive flashed in the eyes of the Begonia monk, but this desire was fleeting, replaced by a kind of disdain.

He knew very well that Zhao Hai would never let him go.