"And even if you had, what would you do?" After Zhang He learned of Di Jie's official rank, the whole person was extremely arrogant: "You are just an official from the third grade, in terms of official position, I am older than you, you are not qualified to judge me!" ”

"What about me?"

A cold voice rang out.

Zhang He, with a smug face, looked towards the source of the sound.

The next moment.

His face changed greatly, his eyes widened, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"The Emperor... Emperor?? ”

Zhang He saw Song Que sitting on the chair, his originally arrogant and smug face collapsed in an instant, and he stammered when he spoke, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Keep shouting, I want to see how far you can scream!"

Song Que stared at Zhang He with interest.

"Sinners. . . The sinners did not dare. ”

Zhang He shrunk his neck, looking very cautious, Song Que is not here, the official rank here, he is the biggest, and he is naturally qualified to shout, but with Song Que, the Ninety-Five Supreme, present, Zhang He doesn't dare to be arrogant in his heart.

"Zhang He, do you know why you were caught here?" Song Que asked in a flat tone.

"The sinner doesn't know."

Zhang He's eyes kept rolling and he shook his head.

"Looks like you're not going to confess." Song Que deliberately sighed, grabbed and looked at Di Jie: "Di Aiqing, you can do it!" ”

"I understand."

Di Jie saluted Song Que, and then instructed the jailer: "Tie Zhang He to the tiger chair!" ”

"Yes!"

Two jailers tied Zhang He to a bench.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang He's face was full of panic, his upper body was tied to a wooden stake, unable to move, and the lower half of his body was firmly tied to a bench.

In his horrified gaze, he saw two jailers carrying bricks.

First, at the foot of Zhang He, a brick was put on the pad.

In an instant.

Zhang He only felt a tearing sensation in his legs.

As the two jailers continued to add bricks to Zhang He's feet, the tearing sensation intensified, and Zhang He grinned in pain and kept begging for mercy.

However, he begged for mercy.

But it didn't make Song Que feel half moved.

The punishment of the tiger chair is not just a physical destruction.

Most importantly.

It can also destroy the human will.

No matter how hard the mouth is, no matter how strong the willpower is, as long as he is tied to the tiger chair, there are only two results.

Or compromise.

Or lose your life.

Zhang He is used to living a life of fine clothes and food, where can he withstand the torture of the tiger chair? With just a few bricks under his feet, he had completely compromised.

"Your Majesty, the guilty minister confesses, the criminal minister confesses." Zhang He was tortured by the pain to the point that his facial features were distorted and he yelled.

Song Que gave Di Jie a look.

The latter understood and stopped the jailer from adding bricks.

"Say it." Song Que wanted to hear Zhang He's next confession: "You have three chances to confess, if the three chances are used up, I won't listen to you." ”

Zhang He swallowed his saliva and said, "Last year, the criminal minister accepted one thousand taels of silver from Wu San and let him enter the Wen Pavilion. ”

"Not this."

Song Que shook his head.

"Increase!" Di Jie ordered the two jailers on standby.

I saw the jailer holding a brick and cushioning it at Zhang He's feet, the tearing sensation intensified again, Zhang He wailed in pain, and felt that the lower half of his body was about to tear.

"Half a year ago, the criminal robbed Sun Hao's wife in the market and took him as a concubine." Zhang He hurriedly said.

"It's not this either!" Song Que shook his head again and sighed: "Zhang He, I am very disappointed in you, you still have one last chance, you have to think clearly before answering!" ”

Zhang He was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Song Que didn't give a hint, so he had to confess.

How to confess?

He did too many bad things.

Just saying it one by one, it would take a long time to say it, let alone say exactly what Song Que wanted to know.

"Your Majesty, give a hint to the criminals."

Zhang He humbly pleaded.

"Tian!" A word popped out of Song Que's mouth, and the word was like gold.

"Tian?" Zhang He kept recalling the bad things he had done about [Tian], and after a while of reminiscing, he seemed to remember something, and replied cautiously: "What the emperor said, but... Farmland? ”

"Go on."

Song Que motioned for Zhang He to go down.

Regarding Song Que's desire to know about the farmland, Zhang He seemed hesitant.

"What? Don't want to say? Seeing that Zhang He didn't speak for a long time, Song Que turned his head to look at Di Jie: "Master Di, continue to torture." ”

"Yes!"

Di Jie nodded, and was about to ask the jailer to add bricks to Zhang He's feet.

"Slow, slow!!"

Zhang He had enough of the punishment brought by the tiger chair, and hurriedly said: "I said, I said." ”

Seeing Zhang He's panicked appearance, Song Que and Di Jie glanced at each other, and a look of laughter appeared on their faces.

Apparently.

The two discussed in advance.

is to sing and harmonize, so that Zhang He falls into the trap step by step, so as to take the initiative to speak out about the encroachment on farmland.

"Three years ago, the emperor had just ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the whole world, and the whole country was celebrating, but the south was seriously flooded, and many peasants could not have enough to eat, so the criminal ministers listened to the words of their colleagues and bought a large amount of farmland from the peasants at a very low price."

Zhang He told the truth about buying farmland from farmers.

"You're really going to take advantage of the fire!" Song Que endured his anger and asked, "How did you dispose of the farmland you bought?" ”

"Because of the flood, a large amount of sediment was precipitated in the farmland, and the criminal sent people to remove the sediment in the farmland, and then sold it to the officials of the Ministry of Industry, making a total profit of more than 2,000 good.

Zhang He said as he observed the change in Song Que's expression.

"As a minister, I don't want to support the society, but I am bent on accumulating money, and I actually do all the business in the court!"

Song Que couldn't wait to chop Zhang He with a thousand knives.

But from Zhang Hekou, Song Que also understood that he was just a participant, not an initiator.

So, for the time being, you can't kill it.

"The guilty minister deserves to die, the criminal minister deserves to die, please ask the emperor to be merciful and spare the life of the guilty minister." Zhang He kept begging Song Que for mercy, hoping to get a glimmer of life.

"If you want to live, it's not impossible." Song Que's eyes narrowed.

As soon as Zhang He heard that there was a play, he immediately started the performance: "As long as the emperor can spare the life of the guilty minister, the criminal minister can hand over all the silver taels obtained to the treasury and leave no penny." ”

"Let's not talk about the silver two for the time being."

Song Que waved his hand and said, "I know that who initiated the invasion of farmland?" ”

"This..."

Zhang He's face was tangled.

In fact, there is no need for Zhang He to say, Song Que also knows who the initiator is, but the investigation of the case requires evidence and the confession of the criminal, even if Song Que guesses who it is in his heart, it must be said by Zhang He to make a count.

"I have given you several chances, and it is already an extrajudicial favor, and you are still hesitant now, should I really be soft-hearted?"

Song Que stood up and decisively ordered Di Jie on the side to torture Zhang He.