"All the family members of the Hou Mansion will be rigorously interrogated one by one. Anyone who knows and fails to report is guilty of shielding and will receive an additional penalty." After saying this, Xiao Chen walked out of the cell door leisurely.
"Sir, wait a minute." Du Shaoqin chased him to the door, "Recently, my subordinate has accepted an apprentice. He is quite talented in extracting confessions. Can he be given an internship?"
"Apprentice? Are you from our Dongchang factory?"
"Yes, if he is not from Dongchang, how could his subordinates accept him as his disciple?" Du Shaoqin chuckled.
"As long as you can get a useful confession, you can do whatever you want. Although it will be criticized for extorting confessions and killing people, but for such a serious crime as conspiracy, you can't do it without asking questions. Go ahead."
"Don't worry, sir, just wait and see the confession." Du Shaoqin chuckled and looked at the young captain next to him, "Yang Zhengkun, it's your turn to prepare something."
After listening to the words of several people, Ding Xihou in the corner snorted coldly.
Treat me like a three-year-old?
If you have the ability, just do it. I said this like a mother-in-law for a long time. I really look down on your Dongchang.
As if what happened in the cell had nothing to do with him, Xiao Chen walked out of the prison with his hands behind his back.
It is a serious crime for the Marquis of Dingxi to secretly hide armaments with the intention of treason.
He designed to frame his father, and he and he are sworn enemies.
But since he is an imperial envoy appointed by the imperial court for disaster relief, his first priority is to alleviate the drought in Gongchang Mansion and improve the lives of the people.
Although I don’t understand the construction of water conservancy, I still have to take a look at the specific construction.
After walking out of the prison and into the lobby, Xiao Lizi was checking dots on a map.
"You didn't go to the construction site with Wei Tongzhi?" Xiao Chen walked in with a smile.
"It's hot today. If Tong Wei doesn't let me go, let me revise the construction drawings in the government office." Li Zi raised his head and said hurriedly.
"You are just talking on paper." Xiao Chen laughed, "Come on, follow me to the site and modify the construction drawings according to the actual situation."
"Okay, I also think this is more appropriate." Xiao Lizi chuckled and started to pack things.
The June sun was already burning and painful on my face.
Xiao Chen clasped the bamboo hat in his hand on Little Plum's head, got on his horse, and headed towards the construction site where ditches and ditches were being dug.
Inside the prison, Yang Zhengkun placed a bag he was carrying on the ground.
He reached into the bag with his right hand and took out the contents one by one.
With little effort, hammers, axes, iron rods, and blades were all laid out on the floor.
"Which move are you going to use first?" Du Shaoqin looked at his "loved disciple" expectantly.
Yang Zhengkun, with a childish look on his face, picked up the thin but polished blade from the ground.
"Skin it off."
"Skinning?" Du Shaoqin was stunned, "With this skinning, will the person be skinned to death?"
What a fool, I told you that the torture should be done step by step, and the pain should be increased little by little, so that you can get useful confessions from the prisoner.
If you peel him off as soon as he comes up, this is not forcing a confession, it will cost his life.
Yang Zhengkun raised his left hand and scratched the back of his head with embarrassment: "My disciple just observed that Ding Xihou's eyes were full of disgust when he looked at this woman. In addition, she knelt down and begged for mercy as soon as she came in, so it must be nothing.
It is unlikely that a wise master will get a useful confession from her."
"Not likely? Even if it's unlikely, you can't just peel off the skin as soon as you start, right?" Cold sweat broke out on Du Shaoqin's forehead.
He has been in prison for many years and has tortured countless prisoners to extract confessions.
But as soon as he came up, he started to do something directly fatal without saying a word or giving him a chance. I have never done it before.
Is this the legendary fear of future generations?
"Master Ziyi made an announcement before he left that the family members of Dingxihou must be punished one by one. Since this woman can't get a confession, don't waste time. There may be people who know the truth later, so we can interrogate them slowly.
." Yang Zhengkun said in a low voice, a little shy.
"That's right." After thinking about it carefully, Du Shaoqin couldn't help but nodded.
After hearing the conversation between the two, Ding Xihou next to him was furious.
"Beasts, you are not human if you treat a woman in such a cruel way."
"Shut up, you hypocritical old thing." Yang Zhengkun suddenly turned his head and glared at the other party with two cold eyes.
There was a sudden chill all over his body, and he was completely different from the shy look he had just faced Du Shaoqin.
"If Mrs. Li hadn't given you two useless sons, you would have wanted to kill her just now because of her actions that made you feel so embarrassed. Why would you pretend to be a good person now?"
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Mrs. Li, who was already scared to death and crying while holding Dingxi Hou's thigh, raised her head: "Master, when I saw them killing people, my servants were afraid, so they knelt down and begged for mercy as soon as they came in, which disgraced the Hou Mansion. But even so.
So, you definitely don’t want to kill the slave, right? The slave married into the prince’s mansion, worked as a cow and a horse, and even gave birth to Heng’er and Kuan’er. We have lived together for so many years, and you really lost your life because of the slave.
In the face of the Hou Mansion, do you want to give up your slave?"
Looking at Mr. Li's ugly face, Ding Xihou felt sad.
Although in her own mind, she played a dispensable role, she actually brought her two sons to her.
The Hou Mansion has been ransacked, and he is a shackled prisoner. How can he still have any dignity?
Although she is tall and thick, and she is usually arrogant and domineering in the Hou Mansion, a woman is naturally cowardly, and if she kneels down to beg for mercy in front of a butcher's knife, what's wrong with her?
Ding Xihou's hands were trembling and he held Li's shoulders: "Madam, you are serious. You and I are a family. How could I ignore our many years of friendship and murder you? Don't listen to other people's lies.
It hurts our relationship as husband and wife. Get up quickly."
"Bah." Yang Zhengkun spit out thick phlegm on the ground.
"Despicable and shameless old thing, if you care about her life, just hand over what Master Ziyi wants. By pretending here, who else can you deceive except the Li family who respects you like a god?"
Shaking away Li, who was about to help Dingxihou to stand up, Dingxihou raised his right hand and pointed at Yang Zhengkun.
"How did you, a young, young boy, come up with so many twists and turns? My heart is not as dark as you think, and my heart is not as ruthless as you think."
The pale face was distorted a bit, either because someone poked it in the center or because it was angry.
Yang Zhengkun snorted coldly: "There are only about ten of your family members alive now. If you want to use them to delay time and wait for the forces in your court to rescue you, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
With a faint smile, Yang Zhengkun looked at Du Shaoqin next to him and said: "The biggest difference between me and Master is that we don't like to waste time. Master's method of torture to extract confessions is more humane, and he extracts confessions bit by bit. But I don't have very good patience.
, either confess or die."
"You, you..." Ding Xihou held his breath and was speechless for a moment.
"Stop playing dirty, either hand over what Master Ziyi wants, or calm down and watch me carefully how to skin a living person. However, I don't have enough experience in skinning, so I may need more time.
Only by peeling off a human skin completely can it delay you a little longer."
Lowering his head, Yang Zhengkun sharpened the blade in his hand on the hem of his clothes a few times.
"Master, I don't want to die, please save this slave. Just give them whatever they want. Anyway, the Hou Mansion has been ransacked, and everything cannot be kept. Sooner or later, it will be theirs." He looked at the things in Yang Zhengkun's hands.
With the shiny knife, Mrs. Li was trembling all over and hugging Ding Xihou's thigh tightly.
"Dongchang, they are all scum." Looking at Yang Zhengkun, Dingxi Hou said these five words coldly.
Immediately, he kicked away Li who was holding her thigh.
"I, Wang Rong, have followed Taizu in the north and south, and I have never seen any big storms. Even if I die, I must die standing. Not to mention using a woman's life to threaten me, even if you use the whole world to threaten me, I will not
I will give in. No one can force me to do something I don’t want to do.”
With his chest puffed out and his messy white hair draped over his shoulders, Wang Rong looked somewhat heroic at this moment.
As soon as the figure flashed, Yang Zhengkun was at the side of Ding Xihou in an instant, and slapped him with a loud slap.
"You are shameless, and the whole world is threatening you, but you will not give in. What does the world have to do with you?"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly squatted down and swiftly slashed Ding Xihou's ankle with the knife in his hand.
"Ah..." A scream like a slaughtering pig rang out inside the prison. Ding Xihou hugged his right foot and collapsed on the ground.
Traces of blood spilled from between his hands, and the hamstring of his right foot had been severed.
"Come on, stand up. Aren't you going to die standing up? Stand still and let me see."