In the hall, Xiao Chen stared at the bowl of Pu'er tea in his hand and shook his head.
Xiao Lizi looked at Xiao Chen and Xiao Chen from side to side: "This Xu Kaiying sent things and said nice things, but in the end, their subordinates were beaten like that by you. This commander is really a coward."
"This Xu Kaiying is a commander after all. Although he has not been in office for a long time, he is not so groveling," Duan Tianming said.
Xiao Chen didn't say a word, just stared at the light red and fragrant tea in the tea bowl.
According to the analysis of the factory owner, it is very likely that Xu Kaiying does not hold real power in Jinyiwei. If he uses it well, he can lure Liao Xianghe out.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen showed a smile on his face.
Unknowingly, Xiao Lizi had changed the tea leaves several times.
Xiao Chen and Duan Tianming also drank too much and couldn't taste the taste of Pu'er.
Finally, at the gate, Lin Shangli walked in quickly.
"Mr. Factory Master, what did the Emperor say?" Xiao Chen stood up in a hurry and asked.
"Arrest immediately, no need to consider the matter of imprisonment. After being taken to Dongchang Prison, he will be tortured and tortured. All Liao Xianghe's forces hidden in Jinyi Guard must be dug out. These are the emperor's exact words." Lin Shangli said urgently.
"My subordinates will return to the Thirteenth Battle to prepare." Realizing the Emperor's concern about this matter, Xiao Chen folded his hands and saluted before saying goodbye to Lin Shangli.
Looking at Xiao Chen and Xiao Chen who were acting vigorously and resolutely, Lin Shangli said: "Do you want the other captains to cooperate?"
"No need, the emperor's guards know where to go." Following the words, Xiao Chen and Duan Tianming had already walked out of the gate.
In Fusi, Beizhen, Liao Xianghe, dressed in a python suit, sat in front of his large desk, flipping through the information on felons in the prison.
Among the senior officials of Jinyiwei, the costumes are divided into three categories: python suit, flying fish suit and bullfight suit.
The python suit is the highest-standard uniform among the Imperial Guards, and usually only the commander will be given it by the emperor. Now, from the fact that Liao Xianghe, a fourth-rank official, is wearing the python suit, it can be seen that his real power is high and the importance he attaches to the emperor.
A Qianhu dressed in a gorgeous flying fish suit hurriedly walked in.
"Master Liao, after interrogating for a whole day, I still refuse to sign and secure this piece of Qingming paper."
"Huh? I'll go take a look."
In response, Liao Xianghe stood up and walked out the door.
The thousands of households hurriedly followed.
Zhang Qingming, who lived in Liao Xianghekou, was a minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and was an upright person. When Ji Gang fell, he even stood up to criticize him.
In particular, he was dissatisfied with Jin Yiwei's excessive power and arbitrary arrests of court officials.
Although the emperor had repeatedly complained to the commander Ji Gang himself, the implication was that Beizhen Fusi was also one of the culprits.
Now, he was imprisoned by Beizhen Fusi and charged with numerous trumped-up charges. He was just waiting to be signed and remanded.
The imperial prison covers an area of dozens of acres. There are more than a thousand Jinyi guards guarding the prison. Among them, there are two powerful Qianhu and a dozen Baihu.
On the outside of the prison, there are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, all of which are fully armed guards in golden uniforms.
At the same time, there are also patrol teams composed of twenty people, a total of five teams, patrolling the perimeter in staggered back and forth.
Inside the prison, there are hundreds of cells in one row, and I don’t know how many rows there are in total.
At the door of every cell where prisoners are held, there are two guards in golden uniforms.
Seen from a distance, they look densely packed like a neat emperor's traveling guard.
Qian Hu led the way, followed by Liao Xianghe, who made a few random turns and finally stopped at the door of a cell.
The system in the imperial prison is strict. There is no order from a direct superior, and no one can even think of interrogating the prisoner.
"Open the cell." Qianhu shouted softly.
"Yes." The captain at the door responded, took out an iron key from his waist, turned around and opened the big lock on the cell.
The cell was dark. Only the oil lamp on the wall gave off a faint light.
A thin old man in his fifties, his limbs were shackled, his prison clothes had been stained dark red with blood, and were full of gaps torn by whips.
Under the scattered white hair, a pair of eyes have long been dull.
Liao Xianghe walked in and kicked the other person in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"Zhang Qingming, if you confess your crime honestly and put down the pledge, you will still be happy. Are you struggling so pointlessly to give your family the last hope?" There was no expression on Liao Xianghe's sallow face, as if
As cold as a living dead.
With his hands on the ground, Zhang Qingming struggled to sit up again, raised his head, and looked at Liao Xianghe with his swollen eyes.
"Pleas guilty and signs a pledge? What is my crime? Why do I need to sign a pledge?"
"When you come to the imperial prison, you only need to plead guilty and pay a bond. Any other struggle will be in vain." Liao Xianghe said coldly.
"You have been beaten into submission and created an unjust case, and you will be punished. I will use my hands to write down all your sins, and I will use my voice to curse you to be cast aside by the world forever." Zhang Qingming slumped on the ground.
, and suddenly became excited.
"Winning king and losing bandit, do you think you still have a chance?" After looking at Zhang Qingming, Liao Xianghe glanced at the Qianhu next to him, "Cut off his hands and use them to draw signs. Cut off his tongue so that he doesn't have to speak anymore.
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After saying these words, Liao Xianghe walked out of the cell with his hands behind his back and stood outside.
"Ah..." A heart-rending howl came from the cell, and then it stopped abruptly.
After a few breaths, the Qianhu's gorgeous flying fish suit was stained with some blood, and he walked out with a confession in his hand.
"Sir, the seal has been drawn, and Zhang Qingming passed out. Do you want to arrange for someone to bandage his wounds?" The Qianhu asked in a low voice.
"As long as the painting is signed, as for life or death, it depends on his fate."
With that said, Liao Xianghe waved his right hand and walked out of the prison.
The Qianhu paused for a moment, looked back into the cell, turned around, and followed him again.
At the beginning of the Jinyiwei Prison, most of the people imprisoned in it were the most evil and evil people.
However, in recent years, some loyal and brave ministers of the imperial court have gradually been imprisoned in imperial prisons.
In particular, some honest and virtuous ministers who devoted themselves to serving the country seemed to have been included in the sight of Beizhen Fusi, and were always sent to prison for various reasons.
On the other hand, those treacherous people who took bribes and preyed on the common people were ignored by Beizhen Fusi.
Those timid, unstable, and clumsy court ministers are singing and singing every year, but they are fine.
On the thirteenth battle, Duan Tianming had already gathered everyone.
Xiao Chen held the Liblade in his left hand and looked at the well-dressed team of a hundred or ten people in front of him.
"The target is Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town. If there is resistance, kill on the spot!"
