"Let me out! Let me out! Why are you arresting me!"
Liu Jian was imprisoned in a prison, not the cell of an internal historian, but the dungeon of Liu Qian's house. Ever since he entered, Liu Jian had been shouting and screaming, but unfortunately no one ignored him and allowed Liu Jian to shout. After shouting for a long time, his throat was broken.
When it started to smoke, Liu Jian stopped and sat down on the ground.
He didn't expect that Liu Qian's people would come to arrest him. The explanation he had planned with Su Ren was no longer needed, and he didn't know what Liu Qian would do with him. Liu Jian was actually very scared in his heart. Liu Qian's ferocity
Everyone in Shouchun knew that few of those captured by Liu Qian could get out alive, and even if they could get out, they would only have half their lives left.
"Crack!" The iron chain on the cell door was opened, and two jailers entered. With their hands on the hilts of their swords, they looked at Liu Jian: "Young master, let's go, the prince is going to try you!"
"Why should you arrest me? Your Majesty, this is public revenge!"
The jailer smiled miserably: "You can't talk to us about this matter. When you see the Crown Prince, you can ask slowly."
Liu Qian spent a lot of money to build the prison cell in the Prince's Mansion. Relying on the favor of the King and Queen of Huainan, Liu Qian secretly did many harmful things. Take the escape of the wealthy family in Shouchun as an example.
He went around buying up the properties left by wealthy households, using coercion, inducement, frame-up, and every possible means. The only purpose was to buy the most property with the least money. In less than half a month, Liu Qian's property almost exceeded
The sum of all the merchants in Shouchun City, it is no exaggeration to say that Liu Qian can now be renamed Liu Bancheng, and Liu Bancheng occupies the area outside the city.
To the east of the cell is a large room. As soon as one walks in, one can smell the strong smell of blood. All kinds of torture instruments are filled with the whole room. All the torture instruments that can be named since Xia and Shang Dynasties are here, and even more
Most of them are nameless ones. Most people will get cramps in their calves just by watching them once, let alone being tied to a wooden stake and trying them out one by one.
Liu Jian was a little nervous. The jailer behind him pushed him and stumbled in. Liu Qian laughed from the shadows: "Haha, come in? Let you see these treasures of my second uncle."
He picked up a crescent-shaped knife and waved it in front of Liu Jian. The knife was not big, and the blade was made of bronze on the inner bend of the crescent. The blade shone with a cold light, and the light shone in the air-conditioning. Liu Qian couldn't help but smile.
Laughing, his eyes glanced between Liu Jian's legs: "Do you know what this is? This is a torture instrument used for palace torture. After using it, a man's dignity will be gone, haha..."
Liu Qian smiled weirdly, and Liu Jian felt his crotch tighten for no reason and took a step back.
"Don't be afraid. You are all descendants of my Liu family. I won't use this to you." He put down the knife and picked up a thick copper stick. The stick was hollow and looked like long thorns on the outside.
The rings are all made of sharp little thorns, not long but not short either. Liu Qian smiled: "Do you know this one? It has a nice name called Golden Cudgel. Do you know how to use it?"
Liu Jian shook his head. Liu Qian smiled: "Generally speaking, this thing is used on women. If it is inserted under the crotch, it will make life worse than death. The depth and strength are all controlled by the executioner. If you are not careful, you will be injured."
It reaches the internal organs, the intestines are pierced and the belly is rotten, causing death.”
Liu Jian swallowed and stared at the copper rod, imagining what it would feel like if this thing were inserted into a person's body. It would be very uncomfortable.
Liu Qian was very satisfied with Liu Jian's current expression. He looked at the copper rod from beginning to end: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I have different ways of using this punishment. There are many holes in the human body. Why can it only be used on
On the woman." Liu Qian glanced at Liu Jian's mouth and butt, and Liu Jian almost shrank into a ball.
"Hahaha..." Liu Qian laughed: "So you are scared too! Why didn't you expect such a result when you did those things?"
Just when Liu Jiang was about to speak, Liu Qian made a silencing gesture: "Shhh! Think about it later. We have plenty of time to play. Take off your clothes and tie them up!"
No matter how Liu Jian shouted, several jailers behind him didn't care at all. They stripped Liu Jian naked in two or two times, pulled him to the execution platform, and tied his hands and feet tightly. The dark dungeon, which never saw the sun all year round, was also a torture chamber, and it felt cold.
Seeping from the outside into his body, Liu Jian felt a chill running through his bones.
Liu Qian pointed to the big copper pillar next to him: "Have you ever heard of Paolao? I know your whole body must be cold now. Holding that one will keep you warm."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately pushed Liu Qian and the execution platform to the copper pillar. The red-hot pillar could be felt from a distance. Liu Jian shouted: "Second uncle, second uncle! I
Say it, I’ll say it all!”
"Haha." Liu Qian smiled and said, "That's true. Not many people can last as long as a stick of incense here. Although you are a descendant of the Liu family, you are also a human being. Naturally, you are no exception. Let's talk about it."
Liu Jian broke into a cold sweat and gasped for air. After a long time, he said: "Second uncle, since I have to say something, can you put me down first? It's cold!"
Liu Qian smiled again and raised a finger to signal the jailer to put Liu Jian down. As soon as he untied the rope, Liu Jian couldn't wait to put his clothes on his body: "Second uncle, no, prince, it is indeed me who instigated those shameless people.
The common people who can return home go to the palace, but..."
"Just admit it. You don't need to tell me the reason. I want to know more about who is behind you? Is it your father, or..."
Liu Jian shook his head quickly: "It's all me, I did it alone. Can you hand me over to my grandfather?"
"Really? Why don't I believe it? Do you mean you didn't tell the truth?" Liu Qian had a smile on his face from beginning to end: "Or do you think I won't do anything to you?"
"No, no, really, it was all done by my nephew and my father, and has nothing to do with anyone else."
"If you don't tell the truth, get tied up!"
"Your Majesty, everything I said is the truth, not a single lie!" Liu Jian shouted again and again as he was tied to the execution pillar again. Fortunately, he was not stripped naked this time, and he could block the execution for a while.
Liu Qian came to Liu Jian, his whole face almost touching the tip of Liu Jian's nose: "You have one last chance, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Really! It's really just me..."
"Hit!" Before Liu Jian could finish his words, Liu Qian gave the order.
A shirtless jailer reached out and fished out a whip from the barrel. He glanced at Liu Qian, raised his hand, and whipped the whip around. There was a crisp snap that made Liu Jian tremble all over.
"Your Majesty, Second Uncle, I..., ah...!"
With a scream, Liu Jian felt a burning pain in his chest. The whip was soaked in salt water, and the tip of the whip was like a knife. It slashed the clothes on Liu Qian's chest and swept across Liu Qian's chest, leaving a streak more than five inches long.
A wound appeared, and the salt water seeped into the skin, burning like thousands of knives slicing the entire chest bit by bit.
Liu Jian had never experienced such a crime. He almost fainted from the pain when he was whipped. His lips began to tremble and he couldn't speak: "Second uncle, really, really, it's only me!"
Liu Qian was unmoved and just raised his hand. The jailer who executed the execution whipped Liu Jianjin with one whip after another. Execution is also a technical job. The whip is mainly used to hit people, which not only breaks the executioner's clothes, but also requires
To leave scars on the flesh, the force should not be too strong. A severe blow will make the person who is being tortured faint from pain, while a light blow will have no effect. Liu Qian's executioner is a master. Every time the whip is struck, the person who is being punished will faint.
The beating will leave a five-inch-long wound on the skin. It will not be too painful to make the victim faint, nor will it appear to be harmless.
The blood mixed with salt water left on Liu Jianyan's body, dyeing the already riddled robe purple. Every time he was hit, Liu Jian would scream, the scream was almost hysterical, and every sound came from deep in his heart.
People who heard this were horrified. Liu Qian stood in front of Liu Jian all the time, watching Liu Jian being tortured without even moving his eyebrows, with an appreciative look on his face.
After thirty to fifty blows, Liu Jian was covered in sweat, his head tilted to the side, gasping for air, and kept muttering: "Really, really, I'm the only one!"
"What did you say? My prince didn't hear you?" Liu Qian put his ear close to him. After hearing Liu Jian's nonsense, he smiled slightly: "It seems that you are a tough guy. That's good. I haven't met someone like you for a long time. Let's find another one."
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The jailer threw away the whip and picked up the branding iron placed in the charcoal stove. The copper iron burned like coals and almost melted. He blew it and sparks flew everywhere, illuminating the torture chamber brightly.
"Aren't you ready to say it?" Liu Jian pointed at the branding iron in the jailer's hand: "This is my new invention, which is improved from the cannon branding. Did you see the words under the branding iron? As long as it is branded on a person, from now on
You will have to bear the word traitor on your back, tell me, second uncle, should I brand your left cheek or the right cheek?"
Liu Jian had no reaction and continued to talk nonsense. Liu Qian smiled and said, "I won't say anything yet. For the sake of you being a member of the Liu family, burn your chest, lest you embarrass me!"
"Ah...,ah...!"
This scream spread through the corridors of the dungeon to the outside, and could be heard clearly dozens of steps away from the dungeon. A burning smell spread from Liu Jian's chest along with bursts of green smoke.
Liu Jian's teeth were chattering, and his eyes almost bulged out. He opened his mouth wide and howled but there was no sound. When the jailer removed the iron from Liu Jian's chest, Liu Jian's head tilted and he fainted.
Liu Qian took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the smell of burnt smell in the air into his lungs. He closed his eyes with satisfaction and savored the smell of burnt human flesh. The jailer was very obedient and did not disturb Liu Qian, quietly.
stood aside.
A jailer went over and touched Liu Jian. When Liu Qian opened his eyes, he said, "Your Majesty, you have fainted!"
Liu Qian nodded: "After just a few steps, he fainted. He even said he was a tough guy, but that's all. Let's stop here today and ask more questions tomorrow." (To be continued)