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When Wei Ye entered the edict, Du Lan, the unlucky doctor, was throwing tantrums at those little officials: "Walk lightly, if you disturb Zhou Daling's mind of asking about the case, this sin will be great!"

was also lazy to touch the moldy head of this Sven scum quasi-eunuch party, Wei Ye turned around and went directly to the public office that asked about the case. Today's public servants are quite neat, not only do there be miscellaneous officials who collude with the text to record the copywriting results, but Yu Linlang, who wants to report the truth about the suppression of bandits, also came.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said hello to the officers of the Big Gun Mansion led by Liu Yefei, Wei Ye stood under the public hallway, waiting for the eunuch surnamed Zhou to ascend to the hall.

Whether it is in terms of seniority, or whether it is divided into internal and external relatives, Wei Ye, who was transferred from outside the Shizhong Temple, can only stand under the corridor. However, after standing for a short time, a shout came from the hall: "Lead someone to commit a crime!"

This shout made several officers of the Big Gun Mansion who were waiting for the eunuch summons in the hall feel a little energetic, and the look of being drowsy because of boredom was suddenly swept away.

Where Wei Ye stood, he could also see the situation of the forbidden son escorting the prisoners, and the first thing that fell into his eyes was a group of edict prison guards led by He Chu. The sturdy head of the cell with a knife on his shoulder was at the forefront of the line of escort prisoners. However, he did not look like an official escorting prisoners, but like an unlucky ghost walking around a tiger with spider silk in a philosopher's fable.

Even more nervous than he was the four jailers with their knives, all with expressions on their faces as if they were about to burst into flames.

The heavy wooden flail of the Imperial Prison was specially prepared for prisoners who had committed serious crimes, and when the two wooden planks covered with iron were put up, only the prisoner's head and hands could be exposed. With a weight of more than 20 catties, this kind of torture instrument can easily deform the shoulders and neck of the prisoner, and bring permanent damage to the prisoner's bones that is extremely difficult to treat in this era when medical technology is not yet mature.

But it was such a man who was in the yoke, but the messenger who escorted him and the officer who came to identify him showed a faint look of jealousy.

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The person who was escorted to the court was naturally Ma Yuanyi, and in the past few days, the jailer of the edict did not dare to take down the Pure Flame Arrow that pierced his right shoulder, so he let the red bronze arrow with the mana of the Dongyang Sword Zhu dispersed continue to stay in the man's right shoulder. It can also be seen from the exposed part of the arrow shaft that the arrow is closing, and the congealed blood scab seals the pure flame arrow in the flesh and skin. If it weren't for the flame of the Pure Fire Arrow, when he tore the skin and flesh, it would be equivalent to a high-temperature disinfection, and this wound alone would be enough for Ma Yuanyi to bear.

Of course, Luoyang Imperial Prison is not such a gentle place.

Ma Yuanyi's tattered prison clothes were covered with blood stains everywhere, even if he blocked his view through the prison clothes, Wei Ye could see something from the blood stains that were still oozing pus and almost adhered to his body:

burning, whip marks, rod wounds, sticks, ...... Even the fingers were broken, the nails were long gone, and the fingertips were only a blur of flesh and blood.

It's just that Zhou Bin or those officials still have a plan to execute the traitors in public, so Ma Yuanyi still has a body to spare.

Just looking at the atmosphere here where the public office is getting more and more impatient day by day, fools know that the torture and questioning of cases these days have simply no effect.

Walking to the front of the public hall, Ma Yuanyi didn't leave, just raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked greedily at the sky surrounded by four walls in front of the public hall. It was the twilight, the falling glow was like fire, the falling glow was like gold, in this illusion of light, it seemed that Ma Yuanyi's body was also on fire, and the flames came out of the wounds that were faintly oozing blood under the prison clothes.

This kind of Ma Yuanyi made the jailers who escorted him even more vigilant, but his subordinates did not move, just waited for the felons to stand there with heavy wooden shackles. Fortunately, Ma Yuanyi didn't let the jailers wait for a long time, and quickly blinked, and then took a step towards the threshold of the public office.

Today's routine interrogation has begun again.

To be honest, Zhou Bin's questioning of the dead eunuch is always a boring display of torture - first flogging, then cane, and then a full set of boards and sticks, and then anything else. If you want to change to an ordinary person, you will die quite well after eating a set, but Ma Yuanyi is also a cultivated body and bones, and he has actually survived these days.

Not wanting to get too close to the torture scene, Wei Ye moved back half a step without a trace, but unexpectedly, someone took the opportunity to come closer:

"Has Ma Yuanyi's mouth been pried open these days?"

Wei Ye turned his head to the side, looked at Liu Yefei, who had obviously come up to inquire about things, but he was reluctant to do so, and finally smiled: "It is clearly written in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, Tang Zhou, a disciple of Taiping Dao, accused Ma Yuanyi to the government, and sold the whole set of riot plans, and the court got the solid evidence. Do you think those people in the Luoyang branch will leave such a big mistake and not clean it up?"

Even if he was asked by Wei Ye and had nothing to say, Liu Yefei still wanted to die and struggle: "But in the operation of the Luoyang Branch, this time there are also leaders who have fallen into the hands of the northern lieutenant, even if they are treated according to the treatment of prisoners of war in the Geneva Convention, it is enough for the northern lieutenant to get information that is beneficial to them." ”

"Well...... Wei Ye shrugged, thinking of the secret meeting of the Luoyang branch that he and Sima Ling secretly photographed, and smiled noncommittally.

Before his thoughts could recover from the crooked investigation a few days ago, there was a roar in the main hall of the public office: "Okay, it's really good! Ma Yuanyi, I want to see if it's your bones are hard, or if the board of this Luoyang Imperial Prison is hard! Pull it down, and then give me a serious beating! Beat me hard!"

The jailer who was executing took Ma Yuanyi out for execution, and He Chu, who was the leader, stood in front of the two executioners, paced a few steps, put his feet together, and then went. There is naturally a set of unspoken rules in the edict, and the meaning of this standing posture is "hit with your hands, don't beat to death". However, it is not easy to torture Ma Yuanyi to death.

didn't have the heart to stand under the porch anymore, and said softly, Wei Ye was about to escape in the name of helping to sort out the files, but someone behind him hurriedly ran over and almost knocked him down.

Looking at it intently, the person who ran over was none other than the old acquaintance Wang Qinian, this miscellaneous official who was in charge of the text was still dressed in a beam of Jinxian crown and accompanied by a miscellaneous official today, holding a bamboo slip document in his hand, and his face looked so anxious.

"Prince, what official business is this going to be handled in the Imperial Prison?"

Wei Ye had just said hello, Wang Qinian turned around and smiled reluctantly, and said, "Business is important, let's talk about the rest of the matter, and then talk about it." Without further words, he went directly to the main hall:

"The lower official Wang Qinian was ordered to come to see the envoy. Luoyang Cheng Cao Gong returned to the envoy, and the envoy was ordered to inquire about the case, and he was supposed to transfer the prisoner to the edict prison, but there was a discord, and the traitor Kong Zhang, who was captured by the Northern Lieutenant Office, was tortured and died in prison!"

With this sound, it was followed by a series of bamboo sticks falling to the ground, the sound of pen and ink flying wildly, and a scream as sharp as a cat scratching glass: "Cao family child, bad I chase the murderer and arrest the big thing, Ru'an dares to do this!"

In this loud roar of anger, a series of orders were still jumping out: "Come here, serve the pen and ink, and write to Jing Zhaoyin, no, I want to go to the table, no, I want to enter the palace to see Zhang Changshi!"

Listening to the screams that no matter how you can tell the difference, there are no pleasing elements, Wei Ye frowned, and walked towards the place on duty with bad luck, and Liu Yefei could only regretfully show a look of "I can't help".

The only thing that can be thanked, that is, the evil fire of this dead eunuch is that if it is burned, it will definitely not burn the head of a scribe seconded from the Shizhong Temple.

Wei Ye thought to himself as he stepped into the signing room of the public office.