Faced with the doubts on the fat monk's face and the extremely strong desire for knowledge, Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, came to the fat monk, and in the fat monk's expectant eyes, he gave two words: "Guess."
The fat monk originally thought that Zhu Pingan was here to reveal the answer. Zhu Pingan came over to him, smiled at himself, and then spoke, but he never expected that the words that came out of his mouth were "guess", and he suddenly felt like shit, and he almost couldn't break through with his anger.
Tianling cover.
"I guess you..."
Before the fat monk could finish his words, a soldier on the side gave him a bludgeoning blow on his face, and two of his big teeth were smashed out.
"These teeth were knocked very well, saving him from gritting his teeth and killing himself." Rich Man Li said while touching his chin.
My old father-in-law seems to be very good at torture? Zhu Pingan looked at Rich Man Li with some doubts.
Although modern science has proven that you cannot commit suicide by biting your tongue. There are only capillaries and a few arteries and veins on the tongue, and there are very few nerves. There are only arteries at the base of the tongue that cannot be reached by the teeth. Biting your tongue will neither bleed to death nor hurt to death.
Shock can't even be done, it only affects speech, but at this time, ordinary people can't think of preventing the prisoner from biting his tongue and committing suicide.
"I have been with Jin Yiwei for a while, and I have learned some common sense about torture through my ears and eyes. It is very reasonable." Rich Man Li noticed Zhu Ping'an's doubtful eyes, stretched out his fat belly, and said indifferently.
"Reasonable and reasonable..." Zhu Pingan nodded repeatedly.
Then, Zhu Ping'an ordered, "Press him into the prison, entertain him well, pry open his mouth, and carefully interrogate his name, where he comes from, who is behind his assassination, why he assassinated me, whether he has any accomplices, and the forces behind him."
Virtual reality, etc., the more and more detailed the better.”
"Don't worry, sir. There is a prisoner in our prison. His torture techniques are unparalleled in Zhejiang. He is proficient in eighteen kinds of torture. If he falls into his hands, it will be difficult for him to die. Even Jin Yiwei and Dongchang have sent people to attack him."
After studying it, he handed it over to the gang for processing, and kept it for the assassin to tell all the eighteen generations of his ancestors."
The local policeman said with confidence.
"Very good, then leave it to Wu Zuo and tell him to pry open the assassin's mouth. I will reward him heavily."
Zhu Pingan nodded.
So, a group of people took the fat monk, yelled and pushed him and took him to the prison of the governor's Yamen.
There was a lot of noise about the arrest of the fat monk. As soon as the fat monk was arrested, the news came to the kitchen.
"Caught, caught. An assassin disguised himself as a traveling monk. In the name of celebrating the birthday of the young master and the young lady, he wanted to get close to you and assassinate you. But who is our master? He was the reincarnation of a god in the sky.
With a pair of piercing eyes, he saw through the assassin's disguise in one fell swoop, tricked him into the study, sent troops to surround the study, and captured him alive..."
The old woman picking vegetables in the kitchen gossiped to the girls and wives in the kitchen while picking vegetables.
"This assassin has become so ambitious that he dares to come to our governor's office to assassinate the Lord. Isn't he just throwing himself into a trap?"
"If you ask me, this assassin didn't get emboldened by his ambition, he just lost his mind. If he wasn't stupid, he could do such a stupid thing."
"Not only is he stupid, he is also extremely bad. He has sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet. Our Lord is a very good person. He loves the people and can fight Japanese pirates. He is the parent of our people. He assassinated the Lord.
If you assassinate your parents, you will be struck by thunder from heaven."
The girls and wives in the kitchen were busy with their work and gossiping.
"My hand was twisted yesterday and I couldn't move the knife. Aunt Li went to the market to buy fresh abalone again. Which one of you is going to kill the old hen? Today I will make some old hen soup for the young lady to replenish her body." The old woman asked.
Girls and little wives.
"I don't dare to use the knife." The eldest girl and the young daughter-in-law all shook their heads.
"You guys really don't live up to expectations. What's so hard about killing a chicken? If I hadn't twisted my hands, you wouldn't have had any use." The old woman glared at them.
"I'm here, I'm here. I kill chickens during the Chinese New Year at my house. I keep them, kill them, and bleed them."
A little girl cleaning outside the door raised her hand and volunteered.
"You, sweep your floor. You are a newly recruited third-class maid. I have been told from above that only the elderly in the house and maids above second-class can enter the kitchen, eat, and serve the master. You are not qualified."
When the old woman heard someone volunteering, she couldn't help but be happy. However, when she saw that the little girl who raised her hand was wearing the lowest-grade blue clothes, thinking of the repeated instructions above, she shook her head and refused without hesitation.
The little girl outside the door was very shocked.
"Okay, Juan'er, don't think about good things. We can't enter the kitchen. Let's sweep the floor quickly. After you stay in the house for two years, you will be qualified to be promoted to second-class maid. Then you can find some connections.
, I can’t guarantee that I can enter the kitchen.”
The other girls cleaning the courtyard urged.
"oh oh."
Juaner nodded in disappointment and continued sweeping the floor.
"Mama Liu, are Aunt Hua'er's dishes ready? Don't forget, there's also a pot of fine daughter's red wine."
Just when Juaner was sweeping the floor in disappointment, she heard a slightly hoarse female voice coming from the yard, and then she saw a figure walking into the yard, greeting the old lady in the kitchen familiarly.
"Okay, okay." The old woman stood up and replied quickly.
"Well, it's good. Three dishes and one soup. All delicious and delicious. The wine is also good. The twenty-year-old daughter's red is good. Oh, by the way, Ma Liu, Aunt Hua'er wants to eat braised shark's fin. Remember to add it to the drink tomorrow.
One portion."
"Okay, I'll add more tomorrow. Is there anything else you want to add?"
"Well, tomorrow it will be enough to add a braised shark's fin, and the day after tomorrow, um, add a portion of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall."
"Okay, okay, is there anything else?"
"No, that's it. If there's anything else to add, I'll let you know in advance. I'll take it away."
Juaner was sweeping the floor while listening to the conversation in the kitchen.
Soon, the figure carried the food box and walked out of the kitchen yard humming a small tune.
"Bah, you are so shameless. You spend the whole day cheating and drinking in the name of Aunt Hua'er. You are not very good at picking things up. The only one you choose is Aunt Hua'er who has a good temper and spoils her! Give her the treatment of a first-class girl.
, and gave her a separate room to live in! This person just can't be too kind to her. Look at Aunt Hua'er being so kind to her. She even forgot her identity when she was so nice. In front of Aunt Hua'er, she was still treating her all day long.
If she is neither good nor bad, I will despise her."
When the figure walked away, the old woman in the kitchen changed her face and spat in a strange way.
"That's right, Aunt Hua'er never drinks, and neither does Miss. Aunt Hua'er used to come to the kitchen often. We know best what she likes to eat and what she doesn't like to eat."
"Forget it, Aunt Hua'er will use the private housing allowance anyway."
Juan'er, who was sweeping the floor, listened to the words in the kitchen, and her eyes lit up.