Thinking of today's assassination, everyone immediately understood that this did not just give the assassins an excellent gap? No wonder when the assassins committed murder in the streets, there was not a patrol team around the family greeting team, and it was not until the family members of the public losers went to the yamen to call for people that the officials did not realize it later.

If it weren't for the fact that the new aunt surnamed Qin was really strong and suppressed the Northern Barbarian demon with his own strength, and there was a Mo man in the middle who made a righteous move, I was afraid that Yin Xue would have already died on the streets.

It's just that they are still confused, why? Why? What is the benefit of killing Gong Yinxue to Lord Du?

The sergeant let go of his hand, and Master Du collapsed on the cold masonry floor like a clump of tattered cotton wool, and he could no longer feel a trace of vitality except for the occasional unconscious twitching of his limbs.

There is no mercy in the eyes of the public loser, for so many years, he has maintained elegance, holding the strong frame of the public loser, it seems that everyone has forgotten that this middle-aged man with a kind appearance and a weak and terminal illness used to be a resolute and decisive character.

After so many years of illness, he has consumed a lot of murderous energy in his body, but he is a fierce tiger after all, even if he only has the last few teeth, it is enough to bite those clowns like jumping off the beam.

"You're all here, so I'll just make it clear. Gong Yiren said coldly: "Du Peng stole my seal, falsely passed on military orders, and made peace with the assassins, intending to murder my niece and niece and son-in-law, and slaughtered several civilians. Tomorrow...... Push to the north front gate and behead the public!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, but no one dared to stand up and plead for Master Du.

His death is already a sure thing, and the public loser under the anger must also have a person to vent to, in this case, why bother to get yourself dirty again?

It's just that Gong Yiren looked around, but the next words made everyone frightened again: "It's not just Du Peng......

His voice was very soft: "There are a few more people, Du Peng has also recruited, I think...... I don't need to remind you, do you?"

The officials present looked at each other, and their eyes were full of fear, listening to this meaning, among the officials and generals present, how many of them were in the same party as Du Peng? Yes, such a big thing...... Du Peng couldn't take it alone.

The hall fell into a silent extreme cold for a while, but Gong Yiren waited for a long time, and still no one stood up by himself, so he shook his head with some regret, these people probably thought that they were fooling them, and they were still lucky, but with his person, if he didn't really determine the names of those people, how could he say it in public?

He rolled his gaze, nodded, and motioned for several sergeants to step forward.

Finally, one of the generals could no longer sit still, stood up at once, and with his loud shout, he drew his sword out of its sheath in an instant.

However, before the sword light could be revealed, a sharp flash suddenly flashed in the hall!

The general's pupils widened, and he seemed to see a splash of blood, his knife spinning and flying in the air, the blade reflecting his stunned face, and then he saw the severed hand that was still holding the hilt—wasn't that the hand he was holding the knife?

When the pain hit, he finally let out a bitter howl, and fell to his knees with weakness, looking at his bloody arm in disbelief.

Gong Yiren calmly watched the severed hand fall to the ground, then looked at the cyan sword floating in front of him, nodded slightly, and then the cyan sword turned around, like an agile bird, and flew out of the hall quietly, returning to the sleeve of the bad old man who was leaning on the side of the door with his eyes half-closed, looking very inconspicuous.

It's an old offering for the public loser!

At this time, the officials present suddenly woke up, screaming and screaming, falling down, and some even looked at the severed hand, and fainted as soon as they rolled their eyes, which looked a little funny.

Two of the civil officials knelt on the ground, walked all the way to the front of Gong Yiren, and begged for mercy loudly: "Your Excellency...... Spare your life, my lord. ”

Gong Yiren didn't even give them a straight look, just nodded behind him, and then several sergeants guarding the door entered the door and dragged out the military general with the severed hand and the two civil officials who fell at the feet of Gong Yiren.

Then he clapped his hands again, and several trembling officials walked into the hall with their heads down, they knew that this time Gong Yiren was murderous, but they didn't know why they were summoned at this time.

"Sun Fan, the public loses the foresight, and the public loses the flat. Gong Yiren nodded their names expressionlessly, and in a few simple words, they were actually arranged for a new official position, compared to before, instead of being punished, they were promoted several levels in a row, at this time their fear dissipated, and their hearts were full of joy, but seeing the severed hand that was still gurgling blood on the ground, they didn't dare to show a smiling face for a while, for fear that Gong Yiren would be angry for a while and change again.

Gong Yiren coughed a few times, obviously in a little bad spirits, Zhao continued to push the wheelchair and slowly turned to the direction of the gate, while Gong Yiren was still talking: "In the future, you must be diligent and serious, and don't follow in the footsteps of those people......"

This is an encouragement, but it is also a warning, where the three of them don't listen to the reason, they are like chickens pecking rice, constantly nodding their heads, deeply embarrassed, and not daring to straighten up for a long time.

It wasn't until Gong Yiren's wheelchair drove out of the gate that everyone felt that they had seen the light of day again.

But in the prison in Jinzhou, the three people who had just been taken away were not very comfortable.

Even though the cell was covered with a layer of straw, the floor was still damp and there was little sunlight, making it more like a ghostly hell. Rats were bobbing through the straw in an attempt to snatch the little grains of rice that had fallen from the bowls in the mouths of some of the prisoners, and when they had a catch, they would squeak with excitement.

As a result, while the rat was still screaming, a big foot fell from the sky, and after a series of terrible squeaks, the rat had already turned into a piece of meatloaf.

The jailer looked at the rat and muttered, "Didn't you just get a rat pill last month? This rat has grown a big palm again, are you sure that the rat pill is a poisonous rat and not a rat feeder?"

The other jailer beside him grinned, but in the dim candlelight, it looked a little eerie: "Have you heard, these rats are all the spirits of those who died in the prison in the past, which can be helped, that is, the first time it works." ”

"What a fucking evil door. The jailer who trampled on the rat struck off.

At this time, there was a terrible scream from the depths of the prison, which sounded particularly terrifying, but it was already commonplace for the two of them, and they didn't think there was anything out of the ordinary.

"Half an hour, huh?" the jailer roughly estimated the time, and said, "What a hard bone, it should be said for so long, right?"

"It's not that people don't want to talk about it. The other person couldn't help but laugh and said, "Lord Gongyi is sitting there right now, people want to confess, and they are willing to pour out all the things in one go, but my lord said that he doesn't like to hear it, don't you listen to it, this is to block people's mouths? ”

"This is too ruthless, doesn't it mean that you want to extract a confession? ”

"It's the execution! Lord Gongyi has always been lenient, who knew that he had raised these white-eyed wolves, do you think his old man can not be angry? Alas, it's a pity that those civil officials are all soft bones, and they can't take a few beats, so it's not interesting. Now this is a military general with a broken hand, it's really hard......"

The life of a jailer is like a monk striking a bell, every day is a day, except for routine inspections every day, plus food and wind, it is really boring, and the monthly money is not much, they are on death row, and no one will bribe them.

Therefore, appreciating the great contrast between the inmates before and after they were imprisoned, and the speed with which they confessed, became a kind of pleasure for the prison guards in their leisure time.

And in the depths of the prison, the two officials who had just finished a round of torture and the military general with the severed hand finally got a moment of respite.

The dim wick of the oil lamp crackled, and Gong Yiren sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes were calm, his expression was extremely cold, his lips were tightly closed, and the elegant aura on his original body was all condensed in the darkness, leaving only a cold smell.

At this time, someone approached slowly, bent down respectfully, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, Madame has been sent home, but she is a little worried about you, and it is not good for your health to let you stay in this dark and damp place for too long." ”

Gong Yiren nodded slightly, the Zhao family was naturally timid and couldn't see blood, so he never let her see these dark sides around him.

His eyelids seemed to be heavy, and he looked up at the hourglass on the table with some difficulty, and the time was almost up.

So, he slowly said to the three people who were dying on the ground: "I only give you one chance to speak, so ...... Have you figured it out?"