I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 205 Questioning full of blood and tears (seeking a monthly ticket)

"What, you say it again?"

When Ding Shichang heard the news from his subordinates, his face was full of disbelief.

He couldn't accept it. Before that, so many officials were dispatched, and even the people from Wucheng Bingmasi were transferred here!In the end, it was a few beggars who caught the main culprit.

"Okay, give them the reward! By the way, bring the criminals up, and I will interrogate them myself."

It has to be said that Ding Shichang's ability to accept is still very strong, he quickly calmed down, waved his hand, and said so.

"Yes, Lord Fu Yin! This subordinate will go now."

After a while, the previous beggars successfully received 500 taels of silver from the government.

"Brother, we will never earn so much money in our lifetime!"

"Nonsense, don't talk about a lifetime, even ten lifetimes can't earn so much!"

"Let's go, big brother will take you to Chisa Chisa!"

"it is good!"

……

Soon, Ren Shiwang was escorted up by officials.

Ren Shiwang is quite miserable at this moment. On his head, there is still a wound from the previous stone smash. Although the scab has scabbed over, it still looks quite serious!In addition, even his eye sockets were covered with bruises, and there were not many intact places all over his body.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing that Ren Shiwang was being escorted to the court, the officer at the side still refused to kneel down, and directly kicked him to the ground.

And when Ren Shiwang was about to struggle to get up, the yamen servant at the side seemed to have sensed his intention and raised the killing stick in his hand high.

"what!!!"

As the killing stick fell, Ren Shiwang no longer had the ability to stand up, his leg was broken!
The severe pain made him almost faint, but relying on his tenacious will, he clenched his teeth and persisted to keep himself from screaming.

At the same time, Ren Shiwang turned his gaze to Ding Shichang who was sitting in the courtroom.

Ding Shichang couldn't describe this look in words, maybe it was contempt or disdain, but more of it was unyielding!

At that moment, he even had an illusion that he was the one kneeling on the ground.

After Ding Shichang coughed twice, he quickly adjusted his mood, and then angrily scolded: "You're really unreasonable, and you won't kneel down when you see me!"

"Come on, keep calling me!"

As soon as Ding Shichang's words fell, the yamen servants on both sides, like wild dogs ordered by their masters, aimed at Ren Shiwang's body and bit them like that.

However, even though these yamen servants tried their best, during the whole process, Ren Shichang gritted his teeth, his veins bulged, and tried to hold himself back from screaming.

"Okay, stop, or you will be killed later!"

Seeing that the heat was almost ready, Ding Shichang waved his hand and said so.

"Yes, Lord Fu Yin!"

After hearing Ding Shichang's order, everyone stopped.

"Ren Shiwang, I ask you, do you plead guilty?"

Ding Shichang turned his gaze to Ren Shiwang who had been beaten badly, and asked in a deep voice.

"What...what's the crime? You dog officials!"

When Ren Shiwang said this, it seemed as if he had exhausted all his strength, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Huh, you dare to speak hard? You unruly people not only took the lead in killing officials, but also set fire to the handicraft workshops run by the imperial court!"

"Don't say anything else, just take one of them, it's enough to put you to death!"

Ding Shichang looked at Ren Shiwang who was curled up on the ground, who was almost out of shape, and said so.

"Why should I be punished alone? Those officials who beat my son to death, don't they have any crime?"

"Why? I ask you why? Their lives are their lives. Isn't my son's life his life?"

As he was talking, Ren Shiwang's emotions suddenly became agitated. He wanted to support his body with his hands, and came to this high-ranking adult to question him personally.

When he supported his broken body with his hands and gradually approached Ding Shichang, every time he walked a certain distance, a long trail of blood would be drawn behind him.

"Why? Why am I asking you? Why don't you answer my question?"

Ding Shichang could only respond silently to Ren Shiwang's bloody and tearful questioning.

And when Ren Shiwang exhausted all his strength and crawled to the steps, he couldn't move anymore!Soon, he tilted his head and lost consciousness.

Ding Shichang had a panoramic view of all this, and then told the subordinate who was in charge of recording the case: "The prisoner has confessed everything, let's take charge."

"Yes, Lord Fu Yin!"

Upon hearing this, the subordinate staff at the side cautiously came to Ren Shichang who had passed out, picked up his finger, and pressed it hard on the paper.

"Master Fu Yin, please take a look!"

After finishing all this, the subordinate staff respectfully handed over the paper recording Ren Shiwang's crimes to Ding Shichang.

Ding Shichang took it, browsed it carefully, and nodded after confirming that it was correct.

"Well, that's it! Make a copy of this and send it to the cabinet, and say that the principal culprit has pleaded guilty."

"Yes, Mr. Fuyin, this subordinate will do it now!"

After receiving Ding Shichang's order, the subordinate staff left quickly.

"Put him down, find a doctor to treat him, don't die in prison."

"Yes, Lord Fu Yin!"

Soon, the half-dead Ren Shiwang was put in prison.

……

At night, Yan Mansion.

At this moment, Yan Shifan was standing respectfully beside Yan Song, seeing his father taking off his reading glasses and turning his attention away from the book, he asked.

"Father, what should we do next? Your Majesty has high hopes for the Maritime Trade Department. I'm afraid that when the time comes, those people in Qingliu..."

After listening to Yan Shifan's worries, Yan Song sighed and said helplessly, "I really don't know what you are afraid of? Now that you have said everything, Your Majesty has high hopes for the Maritime Trade Department, even if you lend those Qingliu a hundred If you have the guts, they don't dare to get in the way!"

"You just need to do your job well with peace of mind. If they dare to tamper with it, there is no doubt that they will touch His Majesty's Ni Lin!"

"At that time, we don't need to take action. Your Majesty, we have to let them go around without food."

After listening to his father Yan Song's analysis, Yan Shifan also heaved a sigh of relief, and then continued to ask: "But father, my son is still a little worried. When the time comes, the Maritime Trade Department will sell the certificate of going to sea, which will be rich in oil and water, and my son is afraid of handing it over." Those people below couldn't stand the temptation, and they ruined a big deal!"

"Don't be afraid, when the time comes, you only need to hand over the big head to His Majesty, and nothing will happen."

Yan Song glanced at Yan Shifan, his face was full of indifference.

"Thank you father for teaching me, the child knows what to do."

"Well, it's getting late, go back and rest."

……

At this moment, perhaps attracted by the night view outside the cabin, Zhao Zhenji paced out of the cabin.

Seeing him coming out, the guards on the side hurriedly saluted, "My lord!"

"Ah."

Zhao Zhenji just nodded slightly, and then asked: "According to the current speed, how long will it take to reach Zhejiang?"

Seeing Zhao Zhenji's question, the guard gave the answer after recalling for a while.

"My lord, according to the sailors on board, we will arrive in Zhejiang in three days!"

After Zhao Zhenji learned the news from the guard, she didn't make any comments.

He just nodded slightly, and then came to the deck with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the waning moon hanging in mid-air, Zhao Zhenji seemed to feel something in his heart, and then said silently to himself.

"There are still three days!"

(End of this chapter)