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Let him have... Hearing this, the expressions of several people present were a little subtle.

Fat Jinyi hesitated and said: "You mean, find a way to frame him?"

The word you used makes me look like a villain... Qi Ping complained:

"You also said that he is guilty, but there is lack of evidence, so it cannot be solved. It won't be a big problem to use some unconventional means against this kind of person."

He didn't think there was any moral issue in this. Qi Ping couldn't accept it if he falsely accused a good person, but he wasn't pedantic if he punished an outlaw.

"In the final analysis, Wang Xian thought he could leave soon, but we didn't dare to punish him, so he resisted. But if he is really guilty... it will be completely different." Qi Ping said quietly.

If he is not guilty, it would be wrong to impose punishment and he would be impeached.

But if guilty, punishment is legal. The Xungui Group has nothing to say, and Wang Xian can't get out for a short time... A small nobleman who runs a strange stone shop is not a tough guy, and his psychological defenses are easy to break.

This is the same idea.

"No..." Fat Jinyi looked confused:

"I know what you mean, but the problem is that we have no criminal evidence in our hands. Weaving charges out of nothing to frame the nobles is not a trivial matter and cannot be done."

His tone was firm.

Can not do!

This is a bad rule. Once it is broken, you will be in big trouble.

To put it bluntly, the status of the Zhenfusi depends entirely on the trust of the emperor himself. As long as he works hard, no matter how the princes in the court attack him, the yamen will remain standing.

But if the yamen itself died, forged evidence, and framed the nobles, how could the emperor dare to believe it?

This is a very simple reason.

This is also the reason why Pei Shaoqing was worried about the previous inn case. Especially recently, I don’t know how many eyes have been staring at the Yamen, trying to find out what was wrong.

Be more disciplined in your behavior.

As for the outside world, there are various misunderstandings about the Zhenfu Si Yamen, thinking that they are lawless and lawless... Most of them are fueled by certain people to smear the government.

Qi Ping was not surprised and said with a smile: "You have misunderstood. Forgery and frame-up are naturally not something that should be done. But what if it is not frame-up? What if... Wang Xian really breaks the law?"

After a pause, he added:

"Besides, I don't really want to convict him. I mostly threaten him. As long as he is willing to cooperate, I can naturally restore his 'innocence'."

Several people were stunned, some didn't understand.

A man in Jinyi asked: "How is it possible? That Wang Xian is in prison now, and An Neng took the initiative to violate the law."

He shook his head.

I think this is too whimsical. Wang Xian is not stupid. He can be released from prison if he endures it for three days. How can there be any trouble?

Qi Ping picked up the tea cup and said calmly:

"Who says you can't commit crimes in prison? If... a prisoner escapes from prison, what crime should he be punished with?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Bang!" The next second, the iron door of the class room was suddenly kicked open, startling everyone. Outside the door, Mo Xiaoqiong stepped in, staring at Qi Ping with a burning gaze:

"What's your idea?! Tell me!"

Damn it... When did you come here and eavesdropped... Qi Ping spilled the tea in his hand, but he asked:

"May I ask, sir, if I can get Wang Xian to plead guilty, can I be rewarded with meritorious service?"

Life cannot be wasted.

Mo Xiaoqiong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "If you can do it, I will grant you a Yuan-Building Pill!"

What is that... Qi Ping was confused. When he saw Pei Shaoqing's surprised expression, he felt confident and stretched out his hand:

"Lend me a set of brocade robes!"

…

…

Deep in the prison, in a small dark room.

Wang Xian, who is thin and has a mustache, suffered from insomnia.

The ground was so cold that there wasn't even straw, so he huddled up in a ball. What was even worse was that the entire small dark room was completely dark. Inside, it was pitch black and he couldn't stretch out.

The only advantage is probably that the sound insulation is good and you can't hear those screams.

But this dark environment is a kind of torture.

There was no daylight, no sound, and the whole person lost all sense of time. It was obvious that he had only been arrested for less than a day, but he had already lived like a year.

"I can survive three days. As long as I survive three days, I can leave this place. I am a noble. They don't dare to torture me. I work for those big shots. They will try to get me out... I don't know how long it has been. How can I return?

In less than a day..."

Wang Xian whispered in his heart, his brain was dizzy because no water had entered.

In his perception, it should have been three days earlier, but there was still no movement.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound approaching from outside the iron door. It was the sound of unlocking. Wang Xian was excited, feeling anxious and expectant.

I don't know who is coming.

Not only looking forward to being released, but also worried, Mo Xiaoqiong went crazy and executed himself. He had heard that even a god would have a hard time surviving in prison.

How not to be afraid?

In a complicated state of mind, the iron door creaked open, and firelight poured in. With tears in his eyes, he tried hard to look, but only saw a black figure:

"Come out."

Wang Xian did not move, shrank to the corner, and asked in a trembling voice: "What do you want? Let me remind you, I am a viscount..."

The dark figure outside the door sneered, and said angrily: "I know you are a noble, and I will let you out after three days."

The third day is here!

Wang Xian was stunned, and then his whole body was filled with joy. He didn't know where to find the strength, and he climbed out with his wet body, but he couldn't stand up. He waited for a while before he could stand up.

My eyes adjusted to the light and I saw the scene around me.

They were three people in Jinyi. They were very unfamiliar. The leader was young. He was looking at him with disgust and said coldly:

"If you can stand up, come with us."

When Wang Xian saw Mo Xiaoqiong's absence, he suddenly became brave and stood up. He wanted to curse a few words to vent his anger, but he was timid, so he had to snort with a stern look and said:

"I am not guilty, yet you are treating me like this, waiting for me to go out to make you look good!"

At this time, he said harsh words... The leader, Jin Yi, looked pitifully and turned around to leave.

Wang Xian hurriedly followed.

The group of people walked along the corridor, turning east and west. As they walked, the screams became louder and louder. When they turned a corner, there were execution chambers on both sides.

Among them, scenes of bloody and brutal scenes are being staged.

There were naked guards who poured boiling water on the prisoners and "washed" them with iron claw torture instruments, leaving their skin and flesh torn.

Some used slings to pull people up and place them on red-hot strange torture instruments. The smell of burning was permeating the air.

There was also a torture room, which was quiet and quiet, but suddenly opened, and several jailers came out carrying a stretcher. On it was a dead prisoner in a miserable condition.

Wang Xian's face was pale, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his legs were weak, and he couldn't breathe smoothly. He forced himself to "not squint."

"Hey, who is this? You can't help but tossing things like this." A man in Jinyi looked at the corpse.

The jailer gave his name back, and he was an official with a good reputation. He also had a title, but he had committed a serious crime and was stripped of his title by the emperor and thrown into prison.

Wang Xian's eyes went dark, and he felt like he was in a hell on earth.

Fortunately, after passing this section of the corridor, it finally became quiet in front of them. The group of people climbed up the stairs and finally walked out of the dungeon. Outside, the sun had already set and the sky was blue.

Wang Xian just felt like he was back in the human world and didn't want to stay any longer.

"The gate is at the front, so we won't send it off." Jinyi, the leader, said.

"No, no need to send." Wang Xian waved his hand, not daring to be wordy, and trotted towards the door of hope.

He was in a daze and did not realize the abnormalities around him.

He walked quickly across the barren square alone.

All around, on the high gray and black walls, surveillance stone beasts creaked and turned, casting their scarlet eyes at him.

Watching him off, he went to push the black iron door open.

The next second, suddenly, under the eaves of the prison room, huge copper bells buzzed and trembled, making a long and piercing sound.

An indescribable force pressed Wang Xian to the ground, unable to move.

"Who dares to escape from prison?!"
To be continued...