Chapter Twenty-Seven: Raising People (Part 1)
Sun Shangshu glanced at him coldly.
Huang Langzhong fell into an ice cellar, lowered his head, and walked over in a panic.
"My lord, it happened suddenly, and he didn't have time to get the documents for arrest, mainly because this person is a martial artist and the nephew of Xu Pingzhi, the sword guard. Have the ability to abscond in fear of crime. "Huang Lang Center said that Lord Shangshu's big mouth was only six feet away from me, but I could shake the pot in 0.01 seconds.
"Gongzi Zhou sent Hu Cong to submit a lawsuit, saying that a thief beat him in the street, and said that he would let his blood splash five steps..."
"When the matter was urgent, the lowly decided to take down the people first, so as not to abscond. ”
With Si Tianjian's white clothes and the great Confucian of Yunlu Academy present, he didn't dare to lie, and there was no need to lie.
The two sides fought in the street, which was originally a matter of the big fifty boards.
Except for the fact that he did not arrest the paperwork, everything was done according to the rules. In the Criminal Department, there are many examples of going back to the office to get paperwork.
Si Tianjian's white-clothed men frowned.
Li Mubai and Zhang Shen glanced at each other, the former took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "The sage said: A gentleman should be sincere." ”
Puff, puff, puff....
Huang Langzhong only felt that his heart was beating violently, and the blood rushed to his face, ashamed of lying, and he was ashamed of himself.
He was disgusted with lying, and his spirit was protesting fiercely, against his vile behavior.
The mouth was also angry out of his will, and he spoke uncontrollably: "Zhou Gongzi wants to kill Xu Qi'an and let him die in the prison of the Criminal Department, in order to vent the hatred in his heart! I want to sell Zhou Gongzi a favor. ”
Comfortable.... Huang Langzhong sat on the ground with his buttocks, sweat on his forehead.
There was an uproar around, and there were more than ten officials of the Criminal Department present, looking at Huang Langzhong's eyes, some were disdainful, some were disdainful, some were gloating, and some shook their heads and sighed.
"Despicable and shameless, this official will definitely write a bullet to impeach you tomorrow. "The criminal department suddenly became energetic.
Five Virtues and Virtues..... Sun Shangshu remained silent, glanced at Huang Langzhong, whose face was pale and his eyes were glazed, and instructed the officials under him: "Pass my word and let the people go." ”
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With the sound of shackles, Xu Qi'an was taken to the torture room, and Zhou Gongzi changed into an indigo robe, which was thick and not ugly.
He sat with a golden knife, one foot on the chair, and Xu Qi'an's cracked ears were wrapped in white muslin.
The thin old man wearing a blue coat and golden piping on the collar and cuffs stood beside him, staring at Xu Qi'an with sharp pupils, and did not hide his killing intent.
In addition, there were two jailers standing beside a pile of torture instruments, gloating at Xu Qi'an.
The young man in brocade waved his hand, and a jailer took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it in front of Xu Qi'an.
"You have two paths to go now," Zhou Gongzi stared at him: "Confess and draw a prisoner; try all the torture instruments here, and then confess and draw a prisoner." ”
Xu Qi'an took a look, and the content of the confession was roughly as follows: Xu Qi'an, a fast hand in Changle County, had a murderous intent because he had a quarrel with Zhou Li on the street, and relied on force to kill people, seriously injuring Zhou Li. Then the arrest arrived, and the fast hand Xu Qi'an was arrested....
When the street is murdered, the other party is still the son of the household servant, if I sign and draw the charge, the lightest is exile, the operation of the surname Zhou, it is possible to sentence me to a vegetable market to behead the capital.... This is not leaving me a way to live.
Xu Qi'an retracted his gaze and looked at the boy in brocade: "Sign and draw, and suffer less from flesh and skin?"
The corners of Zhou Gongzi's mouth twitched, as if he was playing with ants, and said jokingly: "No, the choice I give you is: first draw the detention and then be punished." Or be tortured first and then detained. ”
Several jailers laughed.
Xu Qi'an's face was gloomy.
The more he is like this, the happier Zhou Gongzi becomes, and he likes others to hate him, but he looks helpless.
"Tsk, scary, really scary. Zhou Li smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, are the shackles firm? What if this thief suddenly bursts out and kills people?"
The thin old man smiled: "Young master, don't worry, it's just an ant, and the old slave can be slapped to death with a slap." ”
"Then I'm relieved. Zhou Li got up, walked to the pile of torture tools, and talked eloquently: "There are twenty-four kinds of torture tools here, each of which can make people hurt to the extreme, but it can't hurt their lives, and it is a sharp weapon for extorting confessions by torture." ”
"I'm not going to kill you, wouldn't that be too cheap for you. ”
"I heard that there are 108 kinds of torture instruments in the prison of the watchmen, and no one who is imprisoned in it has come out alive. ”
"It's a pity that you don't have the blessing to enjoy, tsk, it's a pity. ”
Xu Qi'an inevitably looked at the torture instruments, there were seats covered with iron nails, rusty steel needles, and dark red iron saws stained with blood all year round.... There are all kinds of them, and everything is cruel and bloody.
Xu Qi'an's throat rolled, and his face turned pale.
According to the time, Miss Cai Wei of Si Tianjian should have received a notice from Wang Zhutou..... Why haven't you arrived yet.... Are you unwilling to save me?
No, I wrote that book very temptingly, but any alchemist should be scratching his heart and liver after reading it, and he can't wait to read the next content.
If you don't come to save me, even if I can survive in the end, this set of torture tools will be used up, and I will be useless.... Xu Qi'an's forehead began to bead with sweat.
He's a normal person, and he's scared.
Zhou Gongzi has been observing his face when he speaks, and he is very satisfied when he sees this.
This kind of game like a mouse immersed him in it, and he enjoyed it very much, and continued: "I heard that you were raised by your second uncle Xu Pingzhi since you were a child, and your relationship must be very good. ”
"Well, I have reason to suspect that you and your second uncle planned this incident single-handedly. ”
He checked me.... The green tendons on Xu Qi'an's forehead protruded.
"This.... Zhou Gongzi, it was not written in the confession. "A servant is embarrassed.
"Idiot, just write a new copy. Another jailer scolded.
"Then what are you waiting for, just write it here, in front of him. Zhou Gongzi laughed wildly.
Laughter echoed through the torture chamber, and suddenly, the iron door of confinement was opened, and a jailer led a blue-robed official in.
The blue-robed official glanced at it and saw that Xu Qi'an had no blood stains on his body and was intact, so he breathed a sigh of relief silently.
"Take the man away for me. ”
Finally, it's finally here.... Xu Qi'an was relieved.
Several jailers in the torture room subconsciously looked at Zhou Gongzi.
"Your Excellency, we are interrogating the prisoner. Zhou Gongzi's gaze moved away from the green robe that symbolized the five grades, and looked at the official's face, looking a little displeased.
The blue-robed official smiled weirdly: "This is the criminal department, not the household department, Zhou Gongzi wants to try the prisoner, go back to the household department for trial, if the household department is also in charge of the prison." ”
After speaking, he shouted: "A few dogs, didn't you listen to me, take you away for me." ”
PS: Today's three watches, finish writing this plot, you're tired of watching it like this, well, it's time to pay back an alliance leader's plus change first. Let's return the show first. After all, it's an old man in my harem, so turn over his cards first.
After the 3,000 words are put on the shelves, according to the urine sex when I wrote the second generation of demons, 4,000 words a chapter is the norm, and I hope to see you brush it when the time comes: selling newspapers is long and long-lasting.