On the day of Yuan Chonghuan's trial, Tengbao got up early. The moon outside hadn't gone down, the sky was pale blue, and the streets were deserted and deserted. After a catastrophe, the people who survived came out like ghosts in the world. **It is also a ghostly shadow. The office gate of Dali Temple has just opened. The young envoy swept the floor outside. When he saw Tengbao, he bowed and called: "Master Prison History."
Tengbao grinned, and sneered at what kind of adult he was. After crossing the threshold, he went to the Oasis and ordered Mao. Seeing that it was still early, thinking that it must be a big show today, he walked straight to the lobby.
It was too early, so that the back room of the lobby was empty. Tengbao opened the door and saw that it was already cleaned. I probably knew that there would be guests today. There were a swift of black grandmaster chairs around, with purple-black ones next to them. The Nanmu coffee table and tea cups were all neatly arranged. Tengbao stepped in, but he was a little hesitant to see it so neat. He looked back and saw that he was the only one who was deserted. He had to walk in, but he didn't dare to sit down. .
You must know that the officialdom is like a battlefield. This time it must be a big show. The so-called three-division interrogation, the Dali Temple Secretary of the Criminal Department and the commander will all come. They are all first-class officials in front of them, and they have a feather in front of them. It’s not that much. Now this place welcomes distinguished guests. It’s no matter if you come early, sit down and drink tea first. When they come, they won’t stand and sit properly.
I was hesitating whether to go out, but I heard the sound of footsteps outside, and a voice spoke. It was the tone of Qing Ling Yiqu of Dali Temple: "Ah, Lord Shangshu, morning."
"Yes, yesterday, the emperor specially ordered that when he was in the hall, the people should watch it. I thought this was a major event. Sooner or later I couldn’t sleep, so I got up early. By the way, Ling Yiqu, why did you do the same? Morning." It was Qian Long's voice.
"Hehe, just like you, I can't sleep." Ling Yiqu tapped, his voice was already close to the door.
Tengbao didn’t know where to hide. He turned around and went inside. He heard the door squeak and opened, and then there was the sound of footsteps. The probe leaned forward and saw that the two adults had already left. When I came in, seeing that there was no one here, he smiled at each other and held his seat.
Lord Qian is a Jinshi in Jiajing for thirty years. He is about fifty today, with fair skin and a big beard. Ling Yiqu is a scribe in his forties. After the two came in, the entourages rushed to call people up. Tea, Xiao Shi came over after a while, and when the tea was served, the scent of tea spread out in the room, both of them picked up and sipped, but only smiled at each other, and no one spoke.
Tengbao has been standing there for a long time, quietly shifted his posture, and kept shaking his head. Of course he knew why they didn’t speak. Now there are two factions, one is Elder Wen, and the other is Elder Zhou. This The two factions fought endlessly after the change of Usi, and this time they were able to sit together because they had a common enemy-Qian Tilong Qian Ge Lao, I heard that Yuan Chonghuan was Qian Ge Lao’s person. Therefore, the two factions sent two important officials to interrogate themselves.
As I was thinking, I heard the sound of the door again. Looking from the crack of the door, I saw that the person here was the commander of the Zhenfu Secretary Luo Yangxing. The current sage doesn’t pay much attention to eunuchs because of Wei Zhongxian’s forehead. The position of this commander has also declined. However, this is the confidant of the emperor. It is said that Wei Zhongxian was the one who killed him in the inn, and was famous for this. Therefore, when he came in, Lord Qian and Ling Yiqu stood up at the same time and beat Bow: "Master Luo."
Luo Yangxing has a short stature, a black face, and a pair of eyes like eagles, which makes people chilling gloomily. Seeing the two adults stand up, arched their hands, walked to the grand master's chair on the left and sat down, and saw the two adults still standing. Busily pointed to the seat: "Sit down."
Ling Yiqu and Feng Ying looked at each other and took their seats.
For a while, the teacup jingled, but there was no sound. Tengbao twisted his numb posture again, thanking him again for avoiding it, otherwise, in front of these adults, there would be no place for him as a small official. Just thinking about it, suddenly heard the outside sound, it was Luo Yangxing's voice.
"Feng Ying, is Yuan Chonghuan always in your prison cell?"
"Yes." Feng Ying said with a haha and smiled: "This Yuan Chonghuan has always been with us."
"But did you confess?" Lord Luo said this, his tone gradually becoming severe.
"Oh... The next official thought that Yuan Chonghuan was the superintendent of Liaodong. His subordinate Zu Dashou was still carrying soldiers, and the saint did not say that he would kill, so he didn't press it like that." Feng Ying saw Master Luo talking to the inmate. , It is a bit dissatisfied, so after finishing this, he closed his mouth.
"You mean, you haven't used big punishment?" Luo Yang sneered.
"Yes." Feng Ying held his beard, nodded, sank, and frowned: "Ta Zi has just retired, and the hearts of the people are uncertain at this time. Zhang dare not act rashly."
"Oh, Lord Luo." Seeing that Luo Yangxing had been calm, Ling Yiqu hurried over to explain: "That's it, Lord Luo..."
"Needless to say." Luo Yangxing suddenly intercepted the words of the two people, hey, rubbed his hands and said: "In fact, useless torture is excellent. I heard that Yuan Chonghuan is a tough one. There are so many useful things in our imprisonment. What a guy like, it's also useful to him."
These words made the two people look at each other.
"Master Luo, what do you mean..." Ling Yiqu coughed, and suddenly turned his head and said; "I listened to the emperor's order today and told the people to watch, so the middle hall on the Dali Temple side has been opened, and the servants are already there. It's maintained."
"Yeah, I just know that I need to be interrogated in public, so I said that I want Yuan Chonghuan to taste the power of our side." Luo Yangxing's tone was a little excited: "He put Tarzi in the capital, and dare to seek rebellion. Illegal, the common people hate it to the bones, and we are inventing a few rare things here. Naturally, we will let everyone have an eye addiction."
When the two adults heard this, they looked at each other. Ling Yiqu coughed slightly and said with a smile: "I don't know what rare things Lord Luo has invented?"
When Luo Yangxing heard this, he smiled gloomily and slapped his hands. Suddenly, the door opened with a squeak, and several guards in Jinyi walked in with a prisoner. The prisoner was wearing a prison shirt with disheveled hair and unclear face. , Kneeling there, look dazed.
Several Jinyiwei pulled off the prisoner’s shirt, pressed it to the ground, tied his hands and feet, peeled off the shirt, and allowed the ribs to protrude, leaving only a layer of skin to cover the ribs. Then one Jinyiwei pulled out a knife and used force. "Pick" back and forth on the human ribs.
"what-"
The prisoner screamed like a ghost, and seemed to be in extreme pain. Ling Yiqu was holding a tea cup for a cup of tea because he was afraid to read the criminal law. Suddenly, he was frightened by the howl and fell to the ground with a cry, and the tea cup suddenly The body was broken to pieces, but this did not affect the prisoner's pain in the slightest. The Jin Yiwei holding the sharp blade was another "pluck". The prisoner screamed in pain again, and finally turned his eyes and fainted.
Luo Yang looked at it with gusto, and finally turned back to the two adults and said, "Two adults, do you know what the criminal law is?"
"I don't know." Feng Ying shook her head and squinted at the prisoners on the ground. He was from the Ministry of Justice and was used to the brutal torture. At this time, he was calm and relaxed. It was just that the torture of the Ministry of Justice could not serve the "tiger stool" or "chili water". "Like, how can there be so many tricks in front of me."
Luo Yangxing smiled triumphantly, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and hummed: "This is called playing the piano." He said, stroking his chin, shaking his head and shaking his head: "According to the torture book, every time you go, every bone is lost. Sweat like rain, and come back to life, two or three times like this, under the coolness, how can it not be a prison."
Accompanied by the prisoner's howl like a pig, Tengbao was leaning against the tent inside, and he wanted to jump out the window immediately. However, he knew that Luo Yangxing was a martial artist. If he was discovered by him and treated as an assassin... Thinking of this, he didn't even dare to move. He could only stand there holding his breath, motionless.
"How is it? Two adults feel that if this punishment is imposed on Yuan Chonghuan in person, how about it?"
When the punishment for playing the piano was over, Jin Yiwei dragged the prisoner out. Luo Yang asked the two triumphantly. The two looked at each other, and Ling Yiqu coughed and said with a smile: "Jin Yiwei really has some coupes, and Yuan Chonghuan will definitely not be able to survive this. Punishment goes."
Feng Ying shook her head and frowned: "But otherwise, Yuan Chonghuan had been on the battlefield. It is said that he was counting arrows in the siege not long ago. Such a character is afraid of punishment. Is not enough."
"Not enough?" Luo Yangxing seemed a little angry when he heard this, and snorted: "Not enough, right, then add one." As he said, he patted and slapped again: "One more."
The door opened with a squeak. Several Jinyiwei dragged another prisoner to the front. Several attendants brought in a bronze bull. Feng Ying and Ling Yiqu looked at each other, wondering what Luo Yangxing was doing.
"Execution." Luo Yangxing spit out two words, and several Jin Yiwei agreed, one of them moved into a stove and put a copper bull on it.
"Master Luo, what are you doing?" Ling Yiqu couldn't help asking.
Luo Yangxing hey, stood up, rolled up his sleeves, stared at the bronze bull, and suddenly stared at the two men with his head sideways, and said: "The two adults are both learned scholars, but I know that during the Yongle period, the King of Han was How did you die?"
"The King of Han?" Feng Yinghe and Ling Yiqu looked at each other.
"Everyone knows this." Ling Yiqu groaned, "At that time, Xuanzong went to visit the King of Han, but the King of Han insulted the emperor. In the end, the emperor put him in an iron bell and burned him to death with a fire..." Here, I suddenly raised my head and glanced at the bronze bull, and suddenly realized: "This is..."
"Yes, it was Li's invention." Luo Yangxing was full of pride, with a bit of hideous pleasure on his face, and snarled at his subordinates. The Jinyiwei opened Tongniu's belly and stuffed the prisoner in it. He put the stove under the belly of the copper cow, and soon, the copper cow made a terrible scream, the sound was extremely tragic, like a cry of hell.
"Ahhh-"
Ling Yiqu really couldn't listen to it, so he waved his hand and said, "This, this..." Even though Feng Ying was used to seeing this, she felt a little disgusted when she saw this. She frowned and said, "Lord Luo is a good way, but Yuan Chonghuan. It doesn’t seem appropriate to kill him just like this before he has been sentenced to death."