Hou Wenji walked out of his room and walked slowly along the gravel path to the execution room. Although the Qing Yamen is not considered to be the punishment yamen of the Sui Dynasty, the methods here are even more frightening than those of the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment. The prisoners in the prisons of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment may still be able to see the light of day again, but it seems that no one who entered the torture chamber of Qingya will survive in the end. But that doesn't mean there won't be exceptions, it just depends on whether Hou Wenji needs it or not.
The hundred households on duty in the execution room saw Hou Wenji coming from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute. Hou Wenji waved his hand casually, asked which house the suspect was locked in, and walked over slowly.
Baihu, who was leading the way, opened the door, and Hou Wenji motioned to him not to follow. The hundred households nodded quickly and stood guard at the door holding the handle of the horizontal sword at their waist.
The torture chamber was very dark and extremely damp.
Although the candles on the wall were burning brightly, the room was still dark and uncomfortable. The torture chamber has only one iron door and no windows. There is no sunlight all year round. If the prisoners inside want to breathe a breath of fresh air, it is a luxury. The room is narrow but deep, and various torture instruments are hung on the walls on both sides, making people shudder.
Hou Wenji rarely came to the torture chamber because he didn't like the lifeless atmosphere here, let alone the rancid smell.
There is a chair in the room where the chief judge sits. On the wall directly opposite the chair, there was a prisoner whose true appearance was almost unrecognizable with chains pierced through the bones of a lute and nailed to the wall. That night, Zhuo Buyi used the power of his mind to control the eagle, and then restrained the prisoner.
That night seemed like a simple fight, but if you really experience it carefully, you can understand the mystery of Zhuo Buyi's methods. Since Eagle Eagle can become Yu Donglai's confidant, his cultivation level will naturally not be very low. His movements as erratic as a bat and his swordsmanship as sharp as a snake are worthy of praise, but such a well-trained warrior was actually controlled by Zhuo Buyi, who was dozens of meters away, and became a veritable puppet. , the horror of Zhuo Buyi can be seen.
The suspect who was nailed to the wall had his head hanging down, and his hair was still dripping with liquid that he didn¡¯t know whether it was water or blood.
Hou Wenji sat down on the chair and frowned slightly as he looked at the suspect who had almost lost his human form. He slowly raised his left hand and flicked his finger at the suspect. Quietly, the body of the man hanging on the wall suddenly shook, and he couldn't help groaning in pain. When he looked again, there was a blood hole on his shoulder.
"Do you know how stupid you are?"
Hou Wenji picked up a sharp bone-picking knife from the table on the side and repaired his nails. Looking at his slender and white fingers, he said in a calm tone: "Since your master has left this matter to you, then I believe in your ability. It is said that Yongzhou Luo Yao has no weaklings, which is really disappointing today."
"Idon't want to die"
The man hanging on the wall replied with difficulty in a hoarse voice.
"Your name is Luo Erlang?"
Hou Wenji did not raise his head and continued: "Have you ever thought that just because you confessed your master, your future might be ruined? Yesterday, His Majesty's decree to promote your master to the rank of Fourth Rank General came down. It's a good place to be in the Youxiao Guard Army in the northwest. It won't be long before your master can show off his talents and show off his power. But because of you, he may not have time to put on the general's armor and show off his power. If you have to be locked up and taken to Dali Temple for questioning, your life will most likely be ruined."
"Idon't want to die"
Luo Erlang repeated what he had just said, and after a moment of silence he added: "Although although I am just a domestic slave, I don't think my life is cheap."
Hearing these words, Hou Wenji couldn't help but laugh. He put down the bone-picking knife, clapped his hands and smiled: "I like people who don't want to die, especially the prisoners who fall in love with me. As long as a person doesn't want to die, he won't be afraid of being able to spit out any secret he keeps in his mouth. ¡±
"Although you have said almost everything you should say and shouldn't say, I will not convict you and kill you."
Hou Wenji smiled and said: "You can rest assured, at least I won't kill you for a long time, because I still have a use for keeping you, a big use. If you hadn't confessed today, maybe I won't let you live yet. The person in the room next to you is locked up with you. He basically did the things he should do and didn't do anything he shouldn't. This is good. Servant, but you can live, but he must die."
"There is another difference between your fate and his"
Hou Wenji stood up, walked slowly to Luo Erlang and stopped not far away. He looked at the bloody man and said gently: "As long as you can survive, I will not tell anyone what you confessed today. When it comes to me, the secret is sealed.??His master was not recruited, but his master was bound to be implicated. You recruited your master, and I just pretended that I saw and heard nothing. "
"Manythank you so much!"
Luo Erlang raised his head with difficulty, trying to see clearly who was in front of him.
"You're welcome."
Hou Wenji smiled and said: "I let you live because you are useful. I don't involve your master because your master is useful. As long as you are alive, I can make your master unlucky anytime I want. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, again Maybe before he leaves the capital, if I show him your mouth, what do you think he will do?"
There was a kind of fear in Luo Erlang's eyes, and he looked at Hou Wenji with pleading eyes.
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Without waiting for Luo Erlang to say anything, Hou Wenji reached out and patted his shoulder and continued: "He will definitely hate you very much, and he can't wait to peel off your skin, eat your flesh and drink your blood. I heard that Xiao Luo The general is half as cruel as his father, which is quite impressive. I wonder if I told General Xiao Luo, would he ask me not to expose him? beg me."
"If I give your confession to General Luo in Yongzhou City, what do you think he will do? Repeat the drama from more than twenty years ago? Kill your master personally, and then go and plead guilty again? Maybe? It's possible, but before he comes to the capital, he will definitely kill all your family members."
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Hou Wenji said: "I have your painting confession in my hand. Needless to say, Luo Yao and his son will be jealous of me, will show their favor to me, and even spend a lot of money to bribe me, even if they bankrupt the whole family, they may not be able to do it. Just now I asked You guessed it, you must be thinking that Luo Yao is still capable of killing his son, right?"
Luo Erlang nodded tremblingly, not daring to speak.
Hou Wenji shook his head: "You are wrong, Luo Yao can't do it now. He could do it more than 20 years ago because he could have another son. He was lucky. He gave birth to seven daughters in a row and finally had another son. A son who is not too stupid. Now that he is old, even if he can still give birth, can he still support his third son until he grows up? The more you get, the more timid you become.¡±
"In order not to lose my son, not to lose all the status and glory he has now. Even if I ask Luo Yao to do something for me, Luo Yao should not refuse."
"Luo Yao will not refuse, and Luo Wen will not refuse."
"Because you are such a humble little person, and because of such a confession, I have the lifeblood of two big figures, General Luo and General Xiao Luo, in my hands. It's really worth it. Don't you think you are great? A House slaves can also have the opportunity to overthrow their masters, one big and one small. "
Luo Erlang asked with twitching corners of his mouth: "Youyou want to coerce my young master and master to do things for you!"
"I don't have the guts."
Hou Wenji smiled and said: "We are all doing things for His Majesty. However, my Imperial Guard is very interested in making some private agreement with the military generals, an agreement that is good for both parties. Especially General Luo Yao. I am willing to cooperate with a general with unparalleled military prowess and an upstart with a bright future like Luo Wen, and you should be proud because you are more important than both of them. If the two of them disobey, I will send you away again. Come to the Tai Chi Hall and let me tell you in front of His Majesty the Emperor, okay?"
¡°Don¡¯t even think about biting your tongue, and don¡¯t even think about committing suicide.¡±
Hou Wenji looked at Luo Erlang contemptuously: "Your life is just the icing on the cake. A confession is enough. And as long as I am willing, although Yongzhou is located in the southwest border, in less than a month, your parents and Your sister's head will be delivered to you. Live well. It was for the Luo family before, but now it is for yourself. You are an idiot and confessed your master. I hope you will be smart this time and think about what you should do. ¡±
Luo Erlang's eyes were dead and there was no sign of life.
He was scared, really scared.
The desire to survive made him confess before, but now he began to regret why he didn't die.
At this time, Liu Duxiu, one of the seven thousand households in the Ouchi Guards Department, walked in from outside with a stack of files in his hand.
"Mr. Zhen Fu, all the files on the Yingjiu case have been sorted out."
Hou Wenji hummed, took it, looked at it, and put it under his arm. He glanced at Luo Erlang and ordered Liu Duxiu: "Treat his injuries, give him food, give him wine, and if he wants to find a woman, give it to him. Let him live well, we will have to rely on Luo in the future. The good man Erlang is here to help.¡±
"Here"
Liu Duxiu responded.
Hou Wenji turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he stopped and gave instructions: "Tomorrow morning, make an appointment with me, General Luo Wenluo, the newly promoted fourth-grade general. If you want a more decent table at Keshengju, I will Said I had something important to discuss with him.¡±
"Here"
Hearing these words, Luo Erlang's body trembled violently, and he fainted from fright.
¡°Don¡¯t tell anyone that this person is still alive.¡±
Hou Wenji whispered to Liu Duxiu: "Commander Luo, don't tell either."
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The only store without a sign on Dong Ershitiao Street is Fang Jie's shop. He has rented it for about ten days and he seems to be in no hurry to do any business to subsidize the expenses. Although the money he brought from Fan Gu was not much, at least it was not enough to buy a sixth or seventh grade official.
In order to take care of the big dog, he also hired two servants. A little book boy, a little maid.
The two servants had nothing to do on weekdays. Apart from cleaning the house, they also took care of the big dog that couldn't get out of bed, ate, drank, pooped and slept. One of the must-do things is to stew meat for the big dog.
Fang Jie has recently fallen in love with the hot noodle soup at the door. Paired with a basket of steamed buns, he has a delicious meal and feels warm and comfortable in his stomach.
The weather got a lot cooler in the evening, and Fang Jie seemed to be in a good mood. He Mu Xiaoyao Shen Qingshan and the three of them found a place to sit at the snack stall at the door and ordered a few cold dishes but did not ask for wine. Mu Xiaoyao was quitting drinking, and Fang Jie didn't want to arouse her greed.
Before the food was served, an uninvited guest sat down next to Fang Jie very unceremoniously.
"Damn it, it's so hot!"
The man untied his clothes without grace, revealing a piece of white fat.
"Xiang Qingniu, if you don't eat and drink at Qingxu Temple, what are you doing here? I don't have anything good to entertain you."
Fang Jie asked with a smile.
"Oh, you heartless one!"
Xiang Qingniu glared at Fang Jie and said angrily: "I saved your life. It's okay for you to be ungrateful. You are so stingy that you don't even care about food. Do you still have humanity?"
"Tube!"
Fang Jie nodded and said, "Hot noodle soup, steamed buns."
¡°Three bowls of noodles and five baskets of steamed buns!¡±
Xiang Qingniu greeted the boss politely: "Do you have any wine? Bring me two or three pounds!"
"liquor¡¡"
Mu Xiaoyao repeated faintly, his eyes bright and frightening.
"Do you want to die?"
Fang Jie asked Xiang Qingniu.
Xiang Qingniu was originally afraid of women, especially beautiful women. Seeing Mu Xiaoyao's scary expression, he immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want to die!"
¡°If you don¡¯t want to die, don¡¯t mention drinking!¡±
Fang Jie said with a smile.
Xiang Qingniu glanced at Mu Xiaoyao aggrievedly, then turned to the boss and said, "No more wine Here are two pots of spicy water, you know"