"Fourth brother, don't worry. I have already taken care of those who should be taken care of." Prince Yi said solemnly. The only one left was Sibeile himself. As for Liu Guiren, his throat was strangled, and he was injured for a while.
It's hard to speak.
Prince Yi found it hard to imagine that Sibeile would commit such atrocities.
As the prince Baylor, what else is he dissatisfied with? There is a virtuous and generous Fujin in the house, and there are so many estranged couples, why does he still bully his concubine and put a cuckold on the head of the emperor's father?!
In the past, Yun Reng was rebellious, but he had never been so rebellious!
Prince Yi closed his eyes and conveyed the truth: "Sibeile said that he had been wronged and wanted to defend himself to the emperor personally."
Yong Zheng's eyes were red, "You evil beast! At this time, you still want to quibble?!"
Prince Yi thought to himself, how could Sibeile be willing to admit to such a crime of treason? Even if he was caught in bed, he would definitely try his best to blame all the faults on Mrs. Liu. And Mr. Liu could neither speak nor understand.
A few big characters are really incomprehensible.
Yongzheng's eyes were split, and the anger in his chest was overwhelming. "Thankfully, I still want to arrange a stable and prosperous road for him. Fortunately, I won't lose his life after a hundred years! But this evil beast-"
"Ask the sticky pole department to give me a good review! No need to be merciful!" Yong Zheng said bitterly.
Prince Yi thought to himself that this was permission to use torture.
It's just that he is a prince after all. Even if he is tortured, he still has to weigh his stick.
I just don’t know if the delicate Sibeile can bite her to death without opening her mouth.
"Brother, I understand." Prince Yi couldn't bear to see his elder brother's aging appearance. "Fourth brother, don't get so angry that you are so angry." He had said this countless times, but he still couldn't help but say it again.
A piece of comfort.
Yong Zheng looked at Old Thirteen bitterly, "Thirteenth brother, how come you and I have raised unfilial sons? Is it because the royal family is born like this, or do we not know how to educate our children?"
Prince Yi looked sad. Hongchang murdered his brother and nephew, and Sibeile defiled his concubine. They were all beast-like behaviors. Prince Yi couldn't help but think that they were all from the same species. No wonder they were so "speculative" in the early years!
"The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and each of the nine sons is different." Prince Yi said slowly, "There is the discernment of Bifan, and there is also the narrowness of Yaju."
Yongzheng felt that his forehead was heavy. Yes, Hongli did have a temperament like a canthus!
In his previous life, even though Hongli got what he wanted and ruled the world, he was still narrow-minded. The people I appointed to enjoy the Ancestral Temple suffered a lot of harsh treatment from him. Xiaoliu Yunlu, who was quite able to have both sides, was also criticized by him a lot. Fortunately, he is old
The thirteen heirs died a happy death - but not because I arranged everything before my death?! Even so, the Iron Hat Prince Yi lineage will never be reused, Hongxiao was dismissed, and he was idle for most of his life, and Hongjiao could only support him.
Only by amusing herself can Jue save Wang Jue. It is obvious that both children are outstanding.
"You keep an eye on the inside and outside for me..." Yongzheng ordered and then fell asleep tiredly.
"Fourth brother, please don't worry."
The unknown secret of sticking to the rod.
Dark, damp, and rustling, as if rats were gnawing on human bones.
Even in the largest and most spacious cell, it is inevitably cold, damp and cold. Staying in such a place, it seems that day and night are confused.
Hongli vaguely heard Prince Yi's voice again: "Your Majesty ordered you to be interrogated."
The eunuch in charge of the stick-stick department looked troubled: "Four Belles were bitten to death in one bite, and they still won't change their tune no matter how much they are tried." - What's the use of mere trial? The advantage of the stick-stick department is that it involves eighteen kinds of torture!
Prince Yi said in the usual tone: "You can use torture."
Just these four words made the eunuch in charge of the stick-stick area happy, and also sent a chill to the bones of Hongli in the cell.
Since he entered the secret prison of Sticky Rod Department, Sticky Stick Department naturally did not dare to take action on his own initiative and use force on the prince. However, Hongli also heard the continuous sounds of torture, cries of begging for mercy and even begging for death, and he could still faintly hear them.
Smelling the smell of burnt meat, the noble Sibeile vomited several times. Sibeile could not even swallow the lunch delivered to him by the stick.
The price of this delicate body is evident.
But now, the emperor has spoken and punishment can be used!
To Hongli, these four words were like the sky falling and the earth falling.
The eunuch at the sticky pole asked cautiously: "May I ask, my lord, if any kind of punishment can be used?"
Prince Yi said calmly: "You can weigh it yourself."
The eunuch in charge hurriedly said with a smile: "Hey, this is not an ordinary prisoner. Please give me some advice, Your Majesty!"
Prince Yi showed no emotion at all: "You can't die, you can't be crippled, but you don't have to be merciful."
The eunuch in charge thought about it for a moment and then smiled: "I understand."
Prince Yi asked: "Can you pry open his mouth and ask the truth?"
The eunuch said with a smile: "Don't worry. This Mr. Baylor has a delicate body and expensive flesh. How can anyone withstand the punishment? There is no need to use powerful tricks. Just use a clamping stick or a soldering iron. At most, you can use it.
Acupuncture...guaranteed, I said everything!"
Hongli in the cell couldn't help but feel cold after hearing Zhenzhen. He hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Thirteen! My nephew is wronged!!"
Prince Yi slowly appeared, but only looked at Sibeile Hongli, who had lost his pride in the prison, with a pair of cold eyes.
Such a look made Hongli startled. Didn't Hongchang... didn't confess to him in the first place?
Prince Yi turned around and told the eunuch in charge: "Just go ahead and do whatever you want. I still have some things to be busy with."
"Come on, I send you off to the prince!"
Seeing Prince Yi walking away, Hongli panicked, "Thirteenth Uncle! Thirteenth Uncle!!!"
The eunuch in charge still smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Come on, invite Lord Beile to the torture chamber!"
…
Under the dusk, Concubine Xi had been kneeling outside Jiuzhou Qingyan Palace for three hours. She had fallen down many times, but every time she gritted her teeth and got up, even if her legs were numb, even if her body was shaking, she
Still kneeling outside the hall again.
The cold wind howled, and Concubine Xi vaguely heard her teeth chattering. Hongli... How is Hongli doing now?
When the last ray of twilight faded away and night fell, Concubine Xi felt her eyes go dark and she fell completely into boundless darkness.
Danning Hall.
Shu Jin yawned in the warm and fragrant study room, having finished handling the palace affairs.
She rubbed her sore wrists and leaned on the smoke cage. She was really busy today.
Aunt Lan Ruo quickly ordered the palace maid to carry all the palace affairs papers down, and then she smiled and held a cup of red dates and snow clams to her mother-in-law.
Shu Jin drank the soup slowly and then exhaled, "I'm really exhausted this day."
"Yes, yes, thank you for your hard work, ma'am." Aunt Lan Ruo rubbed her shoulders herself.
At this time, Zhang Shoufa came in and reported: "My Lady, Concubine Xi has been carried back to Yinghui Hall."
