Yan San took the official uniform and put it on, the things in the palace were good, but they were slightly out of place, but Yan San didn't have the courage to let his mother take it and change it.

He put down his saber, replaced it with the Qianniu knife, and then hung up the waist card that read, "Qin Ming Fu Tidian Prison, with imperial instruments", and set off with the paperwork.

Since the fall of Xu Youzhi, the secretary of Dali Temple, the atmosphere of Dali Temple is much better than before, and the two Shaoqing have worked desperately overtime in order not to be labeled as "Xu Youzhi's residual poison", improve the quality and efficiency of the trial, and strive to leave a good impression on the big guys.

In fact, these two are good people who support whoever is in the political hall, but they are just unlucky enough, but they are such a boss as Xu Youzhi, and now they are not literate, Lu is not land, the sky does not care, the earth does not collect, and it is very uncomfortable to be caught in the center.

When the prison envoy appeared, although its powers, responsibilities and duties were not clear, it naturally became the guidance department of Dali Temple in dealing with the Wen Party and understanding Manichaeism.

There is no way, now this Tidian Criminal Prison Division actually represents His Majesty's will, Li Shen is now in the limelight, and the two Shaoqing of Dali Temple are eager to protect themselves, and the final result is that Dali Temple inexplicably bowed his head in front of the Criminal Prison Division.

When Yan San, a martial arts lieutenant, broke into Dali Temple recklessly with documents, the old men of Dali Temple not only did not scold him, but a scribe went in to pass it on, and held hot tea melon fruits for Captain Yan to enjoy there, and asked him to stay for a while.

Not long after, a man in a cyan official robe hurriedly walked out of the hall.

"Zhao Zhen of Dali Temple, was ordered by Shaoqing to handle the handover with Xianjun. ”

There are six people in Dali Temple, who are located in the six products, and they are the officials who are specifically responsible for the business of Dali Temple.

Yan San saw that this person walked frivolously, and it seemed that he didn't know martial arts at all, and outsiders rumored that the six Dali Temple masters of Dali Temple were all masters, and it seemed that most of them were Jianghu people's words, which was too exaggerated.

This Zhao Zhen looked quite young, as if he had just passed thirty years old, he took the document from Yan San's hand, read it carefully, and then asked.

"Captain Yan is the 'Hundred Miles of Thunder' Yan San who followed the two generals of Shuo Fangjun Mo and Su to conquer the Great Cloud Guangming Temple?"

What is the thunder of a hundred miles, when did the third master have such a majestic nickname? Although Yan San didn't know where his name came from, he still hurriedly responded.

"Zhao Gong is polite, it is my generation's duty to hold a Ge for the Son of Heaven, and a small name is not enough to worry about. ”

"Takeshi, the dry city of the country. Captain Yan, I have already verified this document, and you will go with me to prison. ”

After speaking, Zhao Zhen led Yan San out of the door and went to the court prison next to Dali Temple.

The walls around the prison are towering, and there are enemy towers built in the key places for lookouts, and the patrolling people here are quick and powerful, and they patrol back and forth with horizontal knives.

The gatekeeper had a very strong eyesight, and when he saw Zhao Zhen's shadow from afar, he opened the ebony door, and a big man wearing a high hat and carrying a horizontal knife at his waist walked out of the door.

This person is eight feet long, leopard eyes and whiskers, this person is extremely famous in Bai Yujing, is the contemporary master of the Eagle Claw Gate, and now the leader of the court prison is fast, and the Dali Temple Prison is left to seal.

The Dali Temple Prison Keeper is responsible for leading the prison officials, inspecting the prisoners, and being responsible for the shackles. Zuo Feng has strong eyesight, skillful knife skills, finger power, hard skills are first-class, and was later recruited into Dali Temple, specifically responsible for court prison affairs.

"Brother Zhao, the lower officials have been waiting here for a long time. Zuo Feng clasped his hands into fists and saluted Zhao Zhen.

"Brother Zuo is polite, this is Captain Yan Sanyan, who mentioned the Criminal Prison Division, and brought the approval over there, we are just in time for the canonical punishment today. ”

Zuo Feng glanced at Yan San, Yan San felt as if he was being watched by some fierce beast, and the cold hairs on his back exploded. I only saw Zuo Feng's round eyes looking under him.

"A good man, a good robe, a good knife, a good waist card. Captain Yan was careful and walked with a certain side. ”

Yan San and Zhao Zhen followed Zuo Feng into the court prison, this place occupies a large area, as soon as you enter the door, you can see a small square in the center of the door, the square is densely lined with nearly 100 thick wooden poles, each wooden pole is unkempt prisoners.

The prisoners were stripped naked, revealing their muscular bodies, and several spikes plunged into the wood from the center of their hands.

His hair was greasy, his body was covered with wounds, whip marks, branding, and wounds on some broken limbs looked like they had just been made, blood rolled down the yellow scabs, and flies buzzed up and down.

"Brother Zhao, there are seventy-three Manichaean bandits, you can check it. Zuo Feng gritted his back molars and said, Yan San suddenly realized that maybe this Zuo Prison Cheng would only talk like this.

Zhao Zhen walked down the steps, he walked to the thick wooden stake, raised the wooden pole that caught the courier next to him, and played with the prisoner's face left and right, looking at them one by one.

"Zhao Sicheng is not very old, but he is stable in his work, and he has the ability to never forget. Zuo Feng stood beside Yan San and said: "As long as he has seen the face of any prisoner, he can remember it, but all the punishments, Zuo Mou mentions, Zhao Gong verified, has always been the rule of Dali Temple." ”

Speaking of this, Yan San realized that his original mission was to inform Dali Temple that the prisoner would be punished.

Needless to say, these people in front of me were the culprits of the Manichaean rebellion that night.

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with any of the seventy-three. Zhao Zhen returned the seventy-three prisoners to the front of the stairs one by one. "Brother Zuo, be cautious in the future. ”

Yan San turned his head, this Zhao Zhen was obviously dissatisfied with Zuo Feng's punishment, these things inside Dali Temple, he listened to it very inconveniently.

"Zhao Gong mentioned it, Zuo Mou knew. ”

"Just use the torture, let them know the pain, know the miserable, know that this is the retribution for what they have done, I think seven of them are a little delirious, so that if the torture is used again, they will not feel pain, their brains will be dizzy and they will not be able to say any confession, and they will fall behind. ”

"For example, it is better to pick out the nails with a needle than to hit the chest and abdomen with a heavy fist, the former is not only more painful, but also does not hurt people, and can be continued after the picking. Dividing a prisoner's finger into sections with a knife is a thought that everyone has to cherish their limbs, and he can make him even more desperate when he watches the limbs deformity and peel off. ”

Zhao Zhen slowly recounted his experience of torture: "There are two purposes of torture, one is to make sinners suffer, and the other is to make them confess, if these two purposes cannot be achieved, then it is wrong." ”

"What Brother Zhao said is very true, I developed a kind of waterboarding a few days ago, and I have the opportunity to ask Brother Zhao to take a look. ”

The technical exchange between the officials of Dali Temple made Yan San's back chill when he heard it.

"Who the hell are these people......"

"Your Majesty gave Zhu Pi, these prisoners are all bandits who infiltrated the capital in Mobei, and some of them can't even speak, they are complete beasts. and all of them will be put to death today. Zhao Zhen smiled with satisfaction: "And the official's proposition has also been approved by His Majesty, and a new punishment will be used today." ”

The death penalty of the Yu Dynasty was divided into several types, such as hanging, beheading, beheading, and abandonment of the city, and for these Manichaeans, Zhao Zhen deliberately read some Manichaean scriptures and developed a new way of depicting death.

"I looked up the Manichaean scriptures and said that they had a sage named 'Isa who nailed the soldiers of Daqin to a stake and then died with a long hammer through his chest and abdomen. Zhao Zhen said: "Since these people are bent on seeking holiness, let's let them die like saints, first nail them to this stake, dry them for a day, and then kill them with a long hammer." ”

The so-called long hammer is a kind of weapon, its shape is similar to a spear, but the spear head is in the shape of a sword, and the shaft is extremely long, which is used by infantry to base horses.

As soon as Zhao Zhen gave the order, the jailers of Dali Temple took the long gong and divided the Manichaeans who were nailed to the wooden stakes one by one to death.

Yan San stood there and watched those masters of Mobei being pierced through the chest and abdomen one by one, blood spurting out of the wounds, these people practiced Mobei martial arts, and their physical fitness was very strong, even if they were executed one by one by Chang Li, there were still a few breaths after that, although they didn't have the strength to scold, but they were still panting there.

"Okay, it's almost over today, Captain Yan will go back and resume his life. Zhao Zhen frowned: "This method has to be changed, these people are afraid that they will die for a long time." ”

After speaking, Zhao Zhen took out a document from his arms and handed it to Yan San, which was a reply from Dali Temple.

Yan San took it and nodded, not wanting to stay in the court prison for any longer, and immediately returned to the side of the Great Cloud Guangming Temple to resume his life.