Chapter 97: Hot water

Chapter 97 Hot Water
Hou Wenji stepped out of his room and walked slowly down the stone path to the execution room. Although the sentiment is not the punishment of Dali in accordance with the truth, the means here are even more frightening than that of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. Those in the prisons of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs may still see the sun again, but those who entered the sentencing room seemed to be able to survive in the end. However, it does not mean that there will be no exceptions. It depends on Hou Wen's need.
Hundred households on duty in the prison room saw Hou Wenji coming and hurried forward to salute. Hou Wenji waved his hand casually, asked the house where the suspect was held, and walked slowly.
The leading households opened the door, and Hou Wenji signaled that he should not follow. The hundred households nodded quickly, guarding the door by the handle of the horizontal knife at the waist.
The cell was dark and humid.
Although the fire on the wall is not small, the room is still dark and uncomfortable. The execution room had only one iron door, no windows, and no sunlight all year round. The prisoners inside wanted extra breath if they wanted to take a breath of fresh air. The room was narrow, but deep, and various torture tools were hanging on the walls on both sides, which made people shudder.
Hou Wen rarely came to the execution room because he didn't like the deadly atmosphere here, and he didn't like the rancid smell here.
There is a chair in the room where the chief judge sits. On the wall directly opposite the chair, a pipa bone was nailed to the wall with an iron chain, and the prisoner could hardly see his original appearance. That night, Zhuo Buyi controlled the hawk with divine skill and then restrained the prisoner.
That night seemed to be a simple fight, if we really realized it, we could understand the mystery of Zhuo Buyi's method. Since Ying Ying can become a close friend of Yu Donglai, Xiu Wei will not be low. His erratic body like a bat and his sword-like swordsmanship are all worthy of praise, but such a good martial arts warrior was actually controlled by Zhuobuyi, which was tens of meters away, and became a real devil , Zhuo Buyi's horror can be seen.
The suspect nailed to the wall had his head down, his hair hanging down and dripping, and he did not know whether it was water or blood.
Hou Wenji sat down on the chair and watched the suspect who had almost disappeared frowning slightly. He slowly raised his left hand and flicked his fingers at the suspect. Quietly, the man hanging on the wall suddenly shook, and couldn't help groaning in pain. When he looked again, there was a blood hole in his shoulder.
"Do you know how stupid you are?"
Hou Wenji picked up a deboning sharp knife from the desk case on the side and repaired his nails. He looked at his slender fingers and said quietly: "Since the owner of the house has left the matter to you, it is Believe in your ability. It is said that Yongzhou Luo Yao does not have a cartilage. It is a disappointment today. "
"I ... don't want to die"
The man hanging on the wall answered with a husky voice.
"Your name is Luo Erlang?"
Hou Wenji didn't look up, and continued, "Have you ever thought about it, because you offered your master, it might ruin his future? Yesterday, your majesty promoted your master to be a slave to Shipinro." Now, he will be transferred to serve in the Northwest Right Xiaowei Army. That ’s a good place. It wo n’t be long before your master will be able to reach the sky. But because of you, he may not have had time to put on the armor and shine. You have to be locked up and brought to the Dali Temple to confess your sins, and in most cases this life will be ruined. "
"I ... don't want to die"
Luo Erlang repeated what he said just now, and added a few words: "Although ... although I'm just a domestic slave, I ... don't think ... my life is very cheap."
After hearing this, Hou Wen couldn't help laughing. He put down the deboning knife, clapping his hands and smiling, "I like people who don't want to die, especially prisoners who fall into my passion. As long as a person doesn't want to die, he won't be afraid to throw up any secrets in his mouth. . "
"Although you've said everything you should and shouldn't say, I won't condemn you to kill you."
Hou Wen said with a smile: "You can rest assured, at least for a long time I will not kill you, because I still have use for you, no small use. If it is not your confession today, maybe I will not let you live. In the room next to you is the person who was captured with you. He should have done a trick, and he should not have done a single word. This is good. Minion, but ... you can live, but he has to die. "
"You have another difference with him ..."
Hou Wenji got up, walked slowly to Luo Erlang, stopped not far away, and watched the man gently said: "Not only can you survive, I will not say anything about your confession today. When I arrived, the secret was sealed. The man next door did not recruit his master, but his master must be implicated. When you recruit your master, I will see nothing and hear nothing. "
"Thank you ... Thank you!"
Luo Erlang looked up hard, trying to see who was in front of him.
"You're welcome."
Hou Wenji smiled and said, "I keep you alive because you are useful. I do n’t care about your master because your master is useful. As long as you live, I can make your master unlucky anytime. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, Perhaps before he left the capital, if I held your mouth and offered it to him to see, what would he think he would do? "
A kind of fear flashed in Luo Erlang's eyes, and he begged in Hou Wenji's eyes.
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After waiting for what Luo Erlang said, Hou Wenji reached out and patted his shoulder, and continued, "He will hate you very much, and he will eagerly chop your skin, eat your meat and drink your blood. I heard Ronaldo The general has half the ruthlessness of his dad, but it's impressive. I think if I told General Ronaldinho, would he ask me not to expose him? No matter how ruthless he was, he wouldn't dare treat me, only beg me."
"If, let me give your mouth to General Luo in Yongzhou City to see, what do you think he will do? Replay a drama more than 20 years ago? Kill your own master personally, and then come again to plead guilty? Maybe It is possible, but before he comes to Beijing, he will surely kill your family. "
"and so"
Hou Wenji said: "I have a confession of your painting in my hand. Needless to say, Luo Yao and his son will bother me and show me good. Even if they pay me a lot of money, they may not be able to make a fortune. I just let You guessed, you definitely think Luo Yao can still do something to kill the child. Right? "
Luo Erlang nodded tremblingly, afraid to speak.
Hou Wenji shook his head: "You are wrong, Luo Yao can't do it now. He could do it more than twenty years ago because he could have a son again. He was lucky, and he finally had seven daughters. A son who is not too stupid. Now ... he is old, even if he can still give birth, can he still support the third son to grow up? He is not Luo Yao of that year ... As people grow older, their concerns grow. The more, the more timid. "
"In order not to lose my son, not to lose all the status and glory he now has. Even if I let Luo Yao do something for me, Luo Yao should not refuse."
"Luo Yao will not refuse, and Luo Wen will not even refuse."
"Because you are such a humble little person, and because of such a statement, my hands are equivalent to holding the lifeblood of General Lao and General Ronaldinho, really worth it. Do n’t you think you are great? A Domestic slaves can also have the opportunity to bring down one master, one master and two masters. "
Luo Erlang twitched and asked, "You ... you want to slap my son and master and do things for you!"
"I don't have that courage."
Hou Wen smiled and said with a smile: "All work for Her Majesty. However, the guards in my office are very interested in any agreement with the military generals in private, which is good for both sides. Especially General Luo Yao The martial arts and the world's most prestigious generals, such as Luo Wen, have a bright future, and I am willing to cooperate. You should be proud, because you are more important than both of them. If they are not obedient, I will send you Go to Tai Chi Hall, and let you say in front of His Majesty, OK? "
"Don't think about biting your tongue, or kill yourself."
Hou Wenji looked at Luo Erlang with contempt: "Your life is just the icing on the cake. It is enough to have a confession. And as long as I am willing, although Yongzhou is located in the southwestern border, it will not take you a month. Your sister ’s head will be delivered to you. Live well, it was for the Luo family, now it is for yourself. Your idiot offered your master, and I hope you are smart this time and think about what you should do . "
There was silence in Luo Erlang's eyes, and he could not see any vitality.
He was scared, really scared.
He had confessed before his desire to survive, but now he began to regret why he didn't die.
At this time, Liu Duxiu, the god's eye of one of the seven thousand households in the Inner Guards Office, came in from outside, holding a stack of files in his hand.
"Zhen Fushi, all the dossiers of the Ying Ying case have been sorted out."
Hou Wenji gave a hum, and took a look at it, then clamped it under his armpit. He glanced at Luo Erlang and instructed Liu Duxiu: "Give him the wounds, give him food and drink, and give him drinks and drinks. If he wants to find a woman, give him. Let him live well, we have to rely on Luo in the future. Erlang, this guy helps. "
"喏"
Liu Duxiu answered.
Hou Wenji turned around and walked out. When he got to the door, he stopped and instructed, "Minger gave me an appointment with the newly-approved General Shipinlang General Luo Wenluo, and I wanted a decent table at Keshengju. He said I had something to discuss with him. "
"喏"
Hearing this sentence, Luo Erlang's body shuddered, and he was fainted.
"Don't tell anyone that this person is alive."
Hou Wenji whispered to Liu Duxiu: "Lord Luo, don't tell."
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The only storefront on East Twenty-Street that has no signboard is Fangjie's shop, which has been rented here for more than ten days, and he does not seem to be in a hurry to do any business to subsidize expenses. Although he didn't have much silver from Fan Gu, at least he didn't even have enough money to buy a six-seventh grade clerk.
In order to take care of the big dog, he also hired two subordinates. A little book boy, a little girl.
These two subordinates have nothing to do on weekdays, except to clean the house is to take care of the big dogs who can't get up to eat and drink Lasa to sleep ~ EbookFREE.me ~ One of the things that must be done is to stew meat for big dogs.
Fang Xie recently liked the hot soup noodles at the door, and served with a basket of buns. The meal was delicious, and the stomach was very warm and comfortable.
The weather in the evening was a lot cooler, and Fang Jie seemed to be in a good mood. He Mu Xiaoyao Shen Qingfan The three of them found a place to sit at the snack stall at the door and ordered a few cold dishes without asking for wine. Mu Xiaoyao was quitting alcohol, and Fang Jie didn't want to provoke her maggots.
Before the meal came up, an uninvited guest sat on the side of Fang Jie with a rude butt.
"Fuck, it's hot!"
The comer untiedly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing a white plum of fat.
"Xiang Qingniu, you are not eating sweet and spicy food in Qingxuanguan. What do you run here for? I have nothing good to entertain you."
Fang Jie asked with a smile.
"Oh, you have no conscience!"
Xiang Qingniu glared at Fang Jie with a slight anger: "Lao Tzu saved your life, you don't have to be grateful to Dade, you are so stupid that you don't even care about food, is there any humanity?"
"tube!"
Fang Jie nodded and said, "Hot soup noodles, Xiao Long Bao."
"Three bowls of noodles and five cages of buns!"
Xiang Qingniu greeted the boss politely: "Is there any wine, hit two or three pounds!"
"liqueur……"
Mu Xiaoyao quietly repeated again, eyes bright and scary.
"Do you want to die?"
Fang Xie asked Xiang Qingniu.
Xiang Qingniu was afraid of women, especially beautiful women. Seeing the scary expression on Mu Xiaoyao, he immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want to die!"
"Don't mention wine if you don't want to die!"
Fang Jie said with a smile.
Xiang Qingniu glanced at Mu Xiaowa in a grievance, then turned to the boss and said, "Stop the wine ... give me two pots of spicy water, you know ..."