"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire!"
"To prevent thieves and thefts, close the doors and windows!"
"It's midnight..."
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The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is full of murders and arson.
The clouds are thick and the stars are hidden, covering the moon, and the whole Kyoto is shrouded in a thick layer of darkness. Tomorrow will definitely not be a clear and good weather, but for some people, tonight is a rare good opportunity.
At the third watch of the night, in Kyoto, both ordinary people and powerful people have turned off their lights and gone to sleep. The watchman is beating the gong and walking slowly through the streets.
Occasionally, a group of soldiers patrolling the streets hurried past, their armors clashing with their weapons, making clanging sounds. However, neither the watchmen nor the soldiers noticed that just above their heads, countless ghostly figures were quickly passing through.
A noble mansion.
In the quiet mansion, a few barks of dogs suddenly came. A nurse opened his sleepy eyes and murmured: "What do you call it in the middle of the night? Kill the stew meat tomorrow!"
Having said that, I still got up and opened the door, planning to go over and take a look.
In the courtyard, in the darkness, a dark figure glanced indifferently at the vicious dog opposite. The vicious dog immediately stopped barking and ran back to its den with its tail between its legs.
The guard who had already placed his hand on the door latch squinted his eyes and listened, then shook his head and returned to the room sleepily.
In a room in the courtyard, another figure shrouded in a cloak patted the face of the sleeping man on the bed and said, "Get up..."
The man opened his eyes, with a look of horror on his face. Then someone tapped his acupoints, unable to move or speak, and he was put into a big bag.
The figure picked up the bag and walked to the courtyard. With a slight jump, he jumped onto the courtyard wall. The figure in the courtyard glanced at the kennel and then retreated.
In the night, there were more than one figure hurriedly carrying big bags. People came from all directions, and finally, they all gathered in the same courtyard.
The sloppy old man glanced at it and said, "A little bit, are everyone here?"
One person counted them and said respectfully: "There should be forty people, but there are actually thirty-eight. There are two more on the way. Please give me instructions, senior!"
"Here it comes!" As soon as the voice fell, two big bags were thrown in from outside.
The sloppy old man walked back into the hall, pulled off a chicken leg, took a bite, and said, "You are responsible for your own people."
There were many rooms in the courtyard. Everyone worked in pairs, picked up the bags that were constantly squirming in the courtyard, and chose a room to go in.
A room somewhere.
The man sitting in front of the desk looked at the figure kneeling below and asked in a deep voice: "Name?"
"You, who are you?" The man in the hall, wearing only a pair of underwear, looked horrified, "Why did you catch me here?"
The man asked again: "Name?"
"You guys, do you know who I am? If you catch me, don't even think about escaping Kyoto!"
Behind him, a man kicked him impatiently, "I'm asking you a question. Come back honestly and don't play tricks!"
Although the man kneeling there was full of fear, his situation was stronger than others. In order not to anger these villains, he could only answer honestly: "Wei Qi."
"Official position."
"Ministry of Works..., Minister of the Ministry of Works."
The man above glanced at him and said, "Tell me what bad things you have done."
The man named Wei Qi looked up, then lowered his head and said, "I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Those who confess will be treated with leniency, those who resist will be treated with strictness." The man in the cloak reminded: "For example, tell me all the dirty things you did with the Qin family and the Cui family."
Wei Qi's body trembled, he raised his head and said helplessly: "What do you want to do by arresting me here? I really don't know what you are talking about!"
The man in the cloak turned to the other person and said, "Don't waste time, let's do it."
"You, you want..., ah!"
The man named Wei Qi fell to the ground before he could finish his sentence. His exposed skin had bulging veins, cold sweat on his forehead, and his body was twitching. It was obvious that he was in extreme pain.
The man knelt down and asked, "Are you going to tell me?"
"I..., I don't know..., I don't know what to say!"
The man didn't ask again, but stretched out his hand and touched a certain place on his body again.
This time, the veins under his skin began to beat, like writhing earthworms, which was extremely terrifying. At the same time, his throat would occasionally let out a low roar of extreme pain, and tears would flow down his face.
When the man asked the question, he immediately said: "I said, I said, I said everything..."
The man stretched out his hand and tapped his body twice. Wei Qi's clothes were already soaked through, and he looked like he was fished out of the water. He was lying on the ground, panting.
The man shook his head and threw the pen and paper in front of him: "Wouldn't it be better if you cooperated like this earlier? Be honest and don't try to fool us. We all know your background. If you dare to write a lie, what you just said
The taste, let you taste enough."
Wei Qi quickly turned over, grabbed a pen, and wrote quickly on the paper. If he confessed those things, he might lose his official title or die, but if he didn't confess, he would be worse than death!
Even if he dies, he doesn't want to experience the torture just now...
Another room.
"You won't tell me, right?" The masked man stood up, looked at the figure kneeling in the room, took two steps, and said to the other person: "Do it!"
The man was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?"
The masked man said: "Let him taste the feeling of having his muscles and bones broken apart."
The man looked at him and murmured: "I can't separate muscles and bones... I can't."
The masked man was also stunned, "Then what do you know?"
The man shook his head and said: "I practice all serious kung fu, not this kind of method..."
The masked man sat down again and said, "I don't care about that. I captured the person. The interrogation is yours. If you can't find out, my points will not be deducted."
"You!" The man glared at him angrily, but he was also a little helpless. He looked down at the man kneeling on the ground with a look of panic on his face, and praised: "You are not a good person, but you are quite handsome..."
He raised his head, glanced at the masked man, and said, "Get out of the way."
After saying that, he started to take off his pants.
The face of the kneeling man changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice: "You, what are you going to do..."
"you……"
"Don't..., let me go, I said, I will say anything!"
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The man shook his head with regret, put on his pants, looked at the masked man, and said, "The trial is over."
The remaining rooms.
"We will not wrong any good person, nor let any bad person go..."
"You have the right to remain silent, and I also have the right to beat you until you remain silent."
…
A few months ago, the case of the twin girls of Miaoyin Pavilion caused a stir in Kyoto, and everyone knew about it. Later, her injustice was vindicated. In order to commemorate her, as well as to warn the government and comfort the world, the court reformed the laws in Kyoto.
, built an ancestral hall for her.
In order to thank Miss Shuangshuang for her contribution, people came from very far away places to worship her, so that in the ancestral hall of Miss Shuangshuang, incense and tributes continued. Every morning, before the ancestral hall opened, there were countless people in front of the door.
Queue up and wait for the administrator to open the ancestral hall.
Today is also an ordinary morning.
A government official yawned and opened the door of the ancestral hall. He walked away in a daze without even taking a look inside.
His daily duty is to open and close the door. It's still early, so it's only right to go back and catch up on some sleep.
Everyone lined up and walked in, holding incense and offerings in their hands. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, they saw an unexpected scene.
According to custom, before entering the ancestral hall, one must first bow before the stone tablet in the courtyard.
At this time, figures one after another were tied tightly with ropes, kneeling in front of the stone tablet, motionless.
In front of each of them, there is a piece of paper, pressed by a stone.
There are small words densely packed on the paper, but they are too far away to be seen clearly.
Everyone stopped in their tracks, looked shocked, and did not dare to step forward.
Taking advantage of the interval when someone reported to the official, the good guy counted the number of people kneeling on the ground, no more, no less, exactly forty people.
Finally, someone couldn't help but be curious and took a few tentative steps forward. Soon, several people followed...
