Chapter 27: Mention

　　 Sun Shangshu squinted coldly.
　　 Huang Langzhong was like falling into an ice cellar, lowered his head, and walked over in a panic.
"My lord, it happened suddenly. The humble job didn't have time to get the arrest documents, mainly because this person is a famous martial artist, and he is also the nephew of the sword guard Xu Pingzhi. He has the ability to abscond with the fear of crime." Huang Lang Center said the big mouth of Shang Shu It's only six feet away from me, but I can shake the pot in zero and one second.
　　 "Zhou Gongzi dispatched the retinue to submit the lawsuit, saying that a culprit beat him in the street, and that he would be splashed with blood for five steps..."
　　 "Something is urgent, and the humble position decided to take the person down before talking about it, so as not to abscond."
　　The white clothes of Si Tianjian and the great scholar of Yunlu Academy were present. He did not dare to lie, and there was no need to lie.
　　 The two sides are fighting in the street.
　　 He did everything according to the rules except that he didn't seize the documents. In the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, there are many examples of returning documents to be arrested.
　　 The white clothes of Si Tianjian frowned.
　　 Li Mubai and Zhang Shen looked at each other. The former stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "The saint said: The gentleman should be sincere."
　　 Puff, puff, puff...
　　 Huang Langzhong only felt that his heart was beating violently, and his blood rushed to his face. He was ashamed of lying and had no self-confidence.
　　 He hates lying to himself, and his spirit is fiercely protesting against his despicable behavior.
His mouth was also angrily out of his will, and he spoke uncontrollably: "Young Master Zhou is going to die Xu Qi'an and let him die in the prison to vent his hatred! I, I... I want to sell Young Master Zhou. Favor."
　　 feel better...Huang Langzhong sat on the ground, sweating on his forehead.
There was an uproar around 　　, there were more than a dozen officials of the Criminal Ministry who looked at Huang Langzhong in their eyes. Some were disdainful, some were contemptuous, some were gloating, and some shook their heads and sighed.
　　 "Despicable and shameless, this official will write a report tomorrow to impeach you." The Ministry of Justice was suddenly excited during the matter.
　　Five Virtues...Sun Shangshu stayed quiet, glanced at Huang Langzhong, who was pale and dull-eyed, and ordered the officials under his hand: "Send my words and let them go."
　　......
　　 Amid the clattering of the shackles, Xu Qi'an was taken to the torture room. The son of Zhou changed into an indigo blue robe, which was thick and not ugly.
　　 He was sitting with a big horse, one foot on the chair, and Xu Qi'an's torn ear was wrapped in white muslin.
　　The thin old man with a blue coat and golden piping on the neck and cuffs stood beside him, staring at Xu Qi'an with sharp pupils, making no secret of his killing intent.
　　 In addition, there were two jailers standing next to a pile of torture instruments, gloating at Xu Qi'an.
　　 Young Master Jinyi waved his hand, a jailer took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it in front of Xu Qi'an.
　　 "You have two ways to go now," Zhou Gongzi stared in his eyes: "Plead guilty and draw detention; try all the instruments of torture here, and then confess guilt and draw detention."
　　 Xu Qi'an took a look. The content of the confession was roughly: Xu Qi'an, a government official in Changle County, had an arguing with Zhou Li on the street and became murderous. He used force to kill people and severely injured Zhou Li. Then the arrest came quickly, and Xu Qi'an was arrested...
When the street is attacked, the other party is still the son of the minister of households. If I sign and draw, the lightest is exile. If the surname Zhou is operated, it is possible to sentence me to a vegetable market and behead the capital... what.
　　 Xu Qi'an retracted his gaze and looked at Young Master Jin Yi: "Sign and draw, so I don’t suffer from the flesh and blood?"
　　 The corner of his mouth was picked up, as if playing with ants, and he jokingly said, "No, the choice I give you is: draw first and then be sentenced. Or be tortured first and then draw."
　　 Several jailers laughed.
　　 Xu Qian's face was gloomy.
　　 The more he is like this, the happier Zhou Gongzi, he likes others to hate him, but he is helpless.
　　 "Tsk tsk, scary, really scary." Zhou Li smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, are the shackles strong? What if this culprit suddenly violently kills?"
　　 The thin old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, the young master, it's just an ant, and the old slave can be slapped to death with a slap."
"Then I can rest assured." Zhou Li got up, walked to the pile of torture instruments, and talked freely: "There are twenty-four torture instruments here. Sharp weapon."
　　 "I won't kill you. Wouldn't it be too cheap for you."
　　 "I heard that there are a full 108 types of instruments of torture in the prison where the guards were beaten, and those who were imprisoned in it did not come out alive."
　　 "It's a pity that you have no blessings to enjoy, tsk, it's a pity."
Xu Qi'an inevitably looked at the torture instrument, there were seats full of iron nails, rust-like steel needles, and iron saws that had been stained with blood all the year round and turned dark red....Everything was cruel and cruel. bloody.
　　 Xu Qi'an rolled his throat, his face paled.
　　According to the time, Sitianjian’s Caiwei girl should have received the notice from Wang catching the head.....why hasn’t arrived yet...is you unwilling to save me?
　　No, that book I wrote is very tempting, but any alchemist should feel uncomfortable after reading it. I can’t wait to see the next content.
　　 If I don’t come to rescue me again, even if I can survive in the end, if this set of torture instruments is used up, I will be useless... Xu Qi'an began to sweat beads on his forehead.
　　 He is a normal person, and he also feels fear.
　　 Young Master Zhou had been observing his face when he was speaking, and was very satisfied when he saw it.
　　This kind of mouse-playing game made him immersed in it~EbookFREE.me~Extremely enjoyable, and continued: "I heard that you were raised by your second uncle Xu Pingzhi since childhood, and your relationship must be very good."
　　 "Well, I have reason to suspect that this incident was planned by you and your second uncle."
　　 He checked me... the green veins on Xu Qi'an's forehead were raised.
　　 "This... Mr. Zhou, it's not written in the confession letter." It was embarrassed by a government official.
　　 "Idiot, just write a new copy." Another jailer scolded.
　　 "Then what are you waiting for, just write here, in front of him." Zhou Gongzi laughed wildly.
　　 The laughter echoed in the torture room. Suddenly, the iron gate of the confinement was opened, and a jailer led a green-robed official in.
　　 The Qingpao official glanced around, and saw that Xu Qi'an had no blood on his body, and he was intact, and he was silently relieved.
　　 "Pick me away."
　　 Finally, it's finally here... Xu Qi'an is relieved.
　　 Several jailers in the torture room looked at Young Master Zhou subconsciously.
　　 "This lord, we are interrogating the prisoner." Zhou Gongzi moved his eyes away from the green robe, which symbolizes the fifth rank, and looked at the official's face with a slightly unhappy expression.
　　 The Qingpao official yin and yang smiled strangely: "This is the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, not the Ministry of Households. Lord Zhou wants to interrogate the prisoners, go back to the Ministry of Households for trial, if the Ministry of Households is also in charge of prison sentences."
　　 After speaking, he shouted: "A few dog things, didn't you listen to me, take you away for me."
　　PS: Today's three-shift, I have finished writing this story. You will be tired after watching it like this. Well, it's time to pay back a leader. Just return Xiuer first. After all, it's an old man in my harem, first flip his card.
　　 Three thousand words are used for the bottom line after the shelves. According to my urine when I wrote the second generation of the demon, four thousand words and a chapter are normal. I hope to see you brush: the newspapers are long and lasting.