The First Young Master of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 168 Interrogation

Looking at the sky, he roughly estimated the time in his mind. Now Gao Jun and Shi Hu should have taken their own actions. After a while, the prison room will become lively.

After a while, the two people cleaning up the prison room were sweating profusely, and the result was gratifying, the prison room had been cleaned up.

In fact, it is nothing more than rinsing the floor with clean water and wiping the tables and chairs clean.

"My lord, the inside has been packed." The two men came out with buckets and brooms.

Xuan Shijing nodded, and walked into the prison room. The ground was still wet and uneven. A lot of water had accumulated in the potholes, forming small puddles. The tables and chairs in the room were also wiped clean, revealing the original It is brownish red, and there is only one small transom window in the entire prison room. It is more appropriate to call it a hole than a window. I am afraid that the window cannot even stick your head out.

"You, go and bring the Four Treasures of the Study, I'm going to interrogate the criminal later." Xuan Shijing ordered to a person behind him.

"Yes, my lord."

Xuan Shijing walked into the prison room, Long'er naturally couldn't stay outside, so she also walked in, and once she came in, she followed Xuan Shijing all the time.

The prison room, which had been cleaned, did not have the gloomy feeling when it first came in, but the atmosphere still made people feel chilled.

Shi Hu was the first to arrive at Dali Temple. The person Gao Jun sent to guide Shi Hu had already been sent back by Shi Hu. At this time, he found Dali Temple with a burden on his back.

After finding someone to ask where Xuan Shijing was, he found the prison room and found Xuan Shijing.

Shi Hu: "Young Lord, I'm here."

"Have you brought anything?" Xuan Shijing looked at Shi Hu and asked.

Shi Hu took off the burden on his body, and handed it to Xuan Shijing: "Young Lord, it's all here, the study was turned upside down by us, and nothing was left behind, but Sun Yaoting's mansion lost it." He will find out about these things soon."

Xuan Shijing smiled: "It doesn't have to be soon, he will find out tomorrow morning, so he has to act overnight, you go to the gate of Dali Temple to meet Gao Jun now, we must settle this matter tonight."

Shi Hu nodded and ran away.

Xuan Shijing put the bundle on the table and opened it. There were many letters scattered inside, and he did not shy away from the two people standing next to Dali Temple. The officials sent out.

The two officials also knew what was good and what was wrong, and they knew that these things were not what they should know, so they had no choice but to withdraw.

While Xuan Shijing was reading the letters one by one, Gao Jun, Shi Hu and a few others escorted the salesman into the prison room.

"Here we come." Xuan Shijing greeted very plainly: "Put it on the chair over there, be gentle, don't break the chair."

Of course, the chairs in the torture room were left over from several years ago, and I don't know if they are strong or not.

Shi Hu's actions proved that the quality of Datang's chair was indeed extraordinary. He pushed the peddler onto the chair, and tied the peddler into rice dumplings with hemp rope.

Xuan Shijing's eyes kept on the letter in his hand, without even looking at the salesman, he asked directly, "What's your name?"

The shopkeeper turned his head and said nothing.

After waiting for a long time without any movement, Xuan Shijing raised his head and looked at him: "I don't even want to say my name, it seems like a tough bone, do you know why I arrested you?"

The shopkeeper snorted coldly: "Why arrest me? Could it be that Dali Temple is lawless and despises the king's law to arrest people randomly?"

"Arbitrarily arresting people? Haha, I blush for you when you say this, really." Xuan Shijing walked around the table and walked up to the peddler: "Our people have been watching you for a long time, a peddler, every day What are you doing three times to the Minister of War's mansion? Is it possible that Sun Yaoting still cares about your daily meals? Tell me, what do you do?"

The shopkeeper said nothing.

"Huh? Don't talk? Then I can only write a random copy and chop off a finger of yours." Xuan Shijing narrowed his eyes and said, "Long'er, let me tell you, write it."

"Yes, Young Master." Long'er replied, and then sat on the chair in front of the table.

The four treasures of the study were ready, Long'er picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, ready to start writing.

"I, Zhang San, belonged to Jing Wang Yuanjing's mansion, and was instructed by him to lurk in Chang'an and wait for the opportunity. Ten years ago, I colluded with Xiao Lian, a maidservant in Xuanweihou's mansion, to murder the current Dongshan Houxuan's Shijing, and then settled in Chang'an to serve Jing. Wang Yuanjing contacted Sun Yaoting, the left servant of the Ministry of War."

"Bullshit, you bullshit!"

Xuan Shijing said to himself, but the salesman on the chair could no longer sit there calmly, and shouted: "You are planting!"

"Oh? I framed it? Well, let me frame it, but if you have nothing to do with Sun Yaoting and Li Yuanjing, why are you excited when I frame them?" Xuan Shijing smiled and said: "The emotion is so nervous, then... the truth There's only one! Everything I said is correct, isn't it?" Xuan Shijing moved closer to the shopkeeper.

"You!" The shopkeeper stared at Xuan Shijing fiercely, but was speechless for a moment.

"Psychological quality is really bad. I thought Li Yuanjing was an important chess piece left in Chang'an, so he must be a smart person anyway. Look at you, you really don't look like it!" Xuan Shijing pouted.

"I have nothing to do with His Royal Highness King Jing!" said the salesman.

"Yo Ho Ho, His Royal Highness King Jing. If you have nothing to do with your Highness King Jing, then you have something to do with Sun Yaoting. It's okay, as long as you have something to do with him."

"I have nothing to do with him." The shopkeeper shouted.

"Oh, then you are admitting that His Royal Highness King Jing belongs to your family." Xuan Shijing said seriously with a serious face.

The salesman had already turned pale by Xuan Shijing's angry face: "You! You are! You are sophistry!"

"Who are we to quibble? Let me ask you. If you answer well, it's over. You have to deny it. I'm a civilized person. You have to force me to be rough, right?" Xuan Shijing said with a smile: "Long Son, I just made it up, no, he confessed whether he had finished writing that passage, and asked him to mark it."

"What are you betting on? You are talking nonsense." The salesman became emotional again.

"Why are you excited? Since the two of you have nothing to do with you, that's great. You make a bet, and then I let you go. Isn't this the best of both worlds?" Xuan Shijing looked at the peddler with a smile: "Then you You have to think about it carefully, whether you will die or Sun Yaoting will die."

"You, how can you overwhelm people with your power!" The peddler could shoot out flames from his eyes, staring at Xuan Shijing bitterly.

"Power over people? It's a joke, if I don't have enough confidence, how could I arrest you." Xuan Shijing smiled, but she thought to herself, what can power do without being used to overwhelm people.

"Little Lord." After finishing writing, Long'er got up and came to Xuan Shijing's side. After walking to him, she looked at the shopkeeper again. Long'er's heart was shocked: "Little Lord, I have seen him for more than ten years." Before, in the Hou Mansion!"

(End of this chapter)