Chapter 27

Sun Shangshu took a cold oblique look.

Huang Lang, like falling into the ice cellar, lowered his head and walked in a hurry.

"My Lord, all of a sudden, I didn't have time to seize the documents because he was a martial arts man and the nephew of Xu Pingzhi, the imperial sword guard. He has the ability to flee with fear of crime. " Huang Lang Center said that Shangshu's big mouth is only six feet away from me, but I can throw the pot in 0.01 seconds.

"Duke Zhou sent his retinue to submit a lawsuit, saying that a thief beat him in the street, and that he would let his blood splash five steps..."

"in case of emergency, I decided to take the man down first, so as not to abscond."

In the presence of Bai Yi, the commander of heaven, and the great scholar of Yunlu academy, he did not dare to lie, and there was no need to lie.

The fight on the street between the two sides is a matter of 50 big boards.

He did everything according to the rules except that he had no arrest documents. In the Ministry of criminal justice, there are many cases of making up the arrest documents.

The white clothes of Si Tianjian frowned.

Li mubai and Zhang Shen looked at each other. The former stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "the sage said: a gentleman should be sincere."

He felt that his heart was beating violently and his blood was rushing to his face. He was ashamed of telling a lie.

He hated lying himself and protested against his despicable behavior.

The mouth also angrily broke away from his will and spoke uncontrollably: "Mr. Zhou wants to kill Xu Qian and let him die in the prison of the Ministry of punishment to vent his hatred! I, i... want to sell Mr. Zhou a favor. "

Comfortable... Huang Lang Zhong sits on the ground with sweat on his forehead.

There was an uproar around. There were more than ten officials of the Ministry of criminal justice on the scene. They looked at Huang Lang with disdain, contempt, Schadenfreude, and shaking their heads and sighing.

"Despicable and shameless, I will write a memorandum to impeach you tomorrow." The Ministry of punishment gave the matter a boost.

Sun Shangshu was silent. He glanced at Huang Lang, whose face was pale and his eyes were dull. He told the officials under his hand, "pass on my words and let the people go."

...

in the clatter of the shackles, Xu Qi'an was taken to the torture room, and Duke Zhou changed his indigo robe, thick and not ugly.

He sat with a golden sword, one foot on the chair, and his ears cracked by Xu Qi'an were wrapped in white fine cloth.

The thin old man with a blue coat and golden rims on his neckline and sleeve stood beside him, staring at Xu Qi'an with sharp pupils, making no secret of his killing intention.

In addition, there are two prison guards standing beside a pile of instruments of torture, gloating at Xu Qi'an.

The young master of royal guards waved his hand. A jailer took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it in front of Xu Qi'an.

"You have two ways to go now," said Mr. Zhou with a look in his eyes. "Plead guilty and draw a pledge. Try all the instruments of torture here, and then plead guilty and draw a pledge."

Xu Qian looked at it. The contents of the confession were roughly: Kwai Yat, Changle's fast hand, Xu Qian, because he had quarrel with Zhou Li on the street and killed him. He was hurt by force and hurt Zhou Li. Then Kwai Chai hurried to Xu Qian, who was arrested..

was in the street and killed. The other side was the son of the Ministry. If I signed the picture, the lightest were exile, and the operation of surnamed Zhou was a possibility for me to behead a vegetable market.

Xu Qi'an took back his eyes and looked at the young master of royal guards: "sign the painting, less suffering from flesh and blood?"

As soon as he picked the corner of his mouth, he joked: "no, the choice I give you is to draw first and then be punished. It's better to be punished first and then to be trusted. "

Several jailers laughed.

Xu Qi'an's face was gloomy.

The more he was like this, the happier he was. He liked the way people hated him, but he was helpless.

"Tut Tut, frightening, really frightening." Zhou Li said with a smile: "Uncle Chen, are the shackles firm? What if the thief suddenly starts to kill people? "

The thin old man said with a smile: "don't worry, young master. It's just a mole ant. The old slave can be killed with a slap."

"Then I'm relieved." Zhou Li got up, went to the pile of torture tools, and said: "there are 24 kinds of torture tools, each of which can make people hurt to the extreme, but it can't hurt their lives. It's a sharp weapon for extorting confessions by torture."

"I won't kill you. Isn't that too cheap for you?"

"It's said that there are 108 kinds of instruments of torture in the watchman's prison, and no one who is locked in will come out alive."

"It's a pity you don't enjoy it. Tut Tut, it's a pity."

Xu Qian inevitably looked at the instruments of torture. There were seats full of nails, rusty steel needles, and dark red iron saws stained with blood all the year round.

Xu Qi'an's throat rolled, and his face turned pale.

According to the time, the girl Caiwei of Si Tianjian should have received the notice from Constable Wang... Why hasn't she arrived yet... Is she unwilling to save me?No, what I wrote in that book is very tempting. All alchemists should feel uncomfortable after reading it. They 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 begins to sweat.

He's a normal person, and he's scared.

Mr. Zhou had been observing his face when he spoke. He was very satisfied.

This kind of game, like playing with mice, made him immerse in it and enjoy it very much. He continued: "I heard that you were raised by second Uncle Xu Pingzhi when you were young. You must have a good relationship."

"Well, I have reason to suspect that you and your second uncle planned it."

He checked me... Xu Qi'an's forehead.

"This... Mr. Zhou, it's not written in the confession." A yamen servant is not.

"Fool, just write a new one." Another jailer cursed.

"Write in front of him." Mr. Zhou laughed wildly.

Laughter reverberates in the torture room. Suddenly, the closed iron door is opened, and a jailer leads a green robed official in.

The green robed official glanced at Xu Qi'an and saw that there was no blood on him. He was intact and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take the men away."

Finally, finally... Xu Qi'an is relieved.

Several jailers in the torture room subconsciously looked at Mr. Zhou.

"My Lord, we are interrogating the prisoners." Childe Zhou's eyes moved away from the green robe, which symbolized Wupin, and looked at the official's face with a displeasure.

The green robed official said with a strange smile: "this is the Ministry of punishment, not the Ministry of the people's Republic of China. Mr. Zhou wants to try the prisoners. Go back to the Ministry of the people's Republic of China. If the Ministry of the people's Republic of China is also in charge of the prison."

Finish saying, shout a way: "a few dog things, didn't listen to me to talk, take the person to me."

PS: it's the third shift today. I'll finish the story. You're tired of watching it. Well, I'll take it as the first time to return the story to a leader. Let's return Xiuer first. After all, it's the old man in my palace. Turn his cards first.

After being put on the shelves, 3000 words will be used as the base. According to the urination when I wrote about the second generation of demons, 4000 words in a chapter is normal. I hope to see you brush at that time: the newspaper selling is long and lasting.