Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 316 Torture
The water and fire sticks with square ends hit her hard, Xie Zhongju fell to the ground and had to grit her silver teeth tightly. Beads of sweat slid down her cheeks, leaving water marks of various sizes on the ground.

After fifty strokes of the killing stick, Changsun Wuji sat upright in the hall, with dark eyes hidden in his eyes, he said: "Little Shutong, is the taste of the killing stick good enough?"

Xie Zhongju reluctantly raised his head, looked at the eldest grandson Wuji who was smiling but not smiling, and replied coldly as usual: "It's okay, thank you for your board!"

As soon as this remark came out, Changsun Wuji, seeing Xie Zhongju's refusal to confess, was anxious to get hold of "He Zudao". He, who had put his enemy to death, slapped the public case with a gavel, and said to the yamen servants in the hatchback: "Go to The torture room, bring me all the instruments of torture!"

After leaving the yamen servant, the corner of Changsun Wuji's mouth showed a hint of cunning, and he looked at Xie Zhongju earnestly, "Xie Shutong, why are you doing this? Is it worth it to take your own life for something? I don't think you will pass this year. Twenty-nine years, the days to come are still long."

As he said that, Changsun Wuji was slightly startled, and lowered his voice, "As long as you recruit from the truth, I will keep you safe and sound, and arrange for you to enter the public office as an official, how about it?"

Xie Zhongju, as a female official of the Shangyi Academy and the confidant of Empress Changsun, how could she appreciate Changsun Wuji's promise? Right now, she was only waiting for Empress Changsun to try to rescue her, but she just bowed her head and remained silent, her slightly trembling hands had already revealed The pain she is suffering at this moment.

"I don't know how to flatter you!" With a cold snort, Changsun Wuji was also happy to interrogate, after all, since the establishment of the Procuratorate, he had never seen anyone who could be severely punished but kept silent.

When the yamen servant brought the torture tools, Changsun Wuji slapped the gavel again. After some explicit reprimands and temptations, seeing that Xie Zhongju didn't mention anything about "He Zudao", he became furious and gave Changsun Wuji an order, and the wooden slap The child was caught between Xie Zhongju's ten fingers.

The two yamen servants, one on the left and the other on the right, scolded the two ends of the scorpion tightly. As the two continued to exert force, the wooden boards of the scorpion were closed immediately, and there was a mixed sound of bone movement and hemp rope tightening.

With ten fingers connected to her heart, as the fingers gradually closed, Xie Zhongju, who didn't say a word, let out a scream, and blood dripped from her pair of jade hands, and immediately covered the sweat marks that fell on the ground before.

The entire punishment lasted for about a cup of tea. Changsun Wuji saw that Xie Zhongju was in pain, so he smiled slightly, "Does it feel good?"

Xie Zhongju's face was pale with pain at this time, facing Changsun Wuji's question, he just sneered at each other, no matter how intimidating he was, he refused to reveal anything about "He Zudao".

The reason why Xie Zhongju did this was partly because the "He Zudao" matter was too involved. If Changsun Wuji found clues about the confession now, not only Fang Jun's name would be hard to protect, but even Empress Changsun, Qin Qiong, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Chai Shao and other ministers will be implicated, and Chang Sun Wuji will take the opportunity to suppress the alien party. The consequences of the incident are far beyond what a young female official can bear.

Xie Zhongju's obsession with the other half of his heart came from that inexplicable emotion. When he thought that Fang Jun would be imprisoned for this, he might lose his life. Mother, I was surprisingly moved with compassion.

"No?" Seeing that Xie Zhongju didn't say a word, Changsun Wuji stroked his beard and sneered, "If you push harder, your hands will never be able to hold the pen!"

The two yamen servants who executed the punishment were well-versed in punishment, seeing Changsun Wuji's words to scare Xie Zhongju, they couldn't help cursing again, Xie Zhongju's jade hands were instantly stained red with blood, and he looked extremely miserable.

Changsun Wuji didn't expect that Xie Zhongju would be so strong, and thought that he might be required to be a pawn in the hall later, after thinking about it, the yamen servant took the scorpion from Xie Zhongju's hand.

"Are you going to recruit or not?" Changsun Wuji looked at Xie Zhongju with frowning eyebrows, and seeing her ten fingers burst into flesh and blood, he secretly clicked his tongue, and couldn't help admiring the backbone of this fragile little book boy.

"You have framed me in an unjust prison, so what do you want me to do now? There is nothing!" Xie Zhongju looked at the bloody hands, and Fang Jun's face suddenly flashed in his heart, and he was in pain and hesitation. In the past, like an iceberg, Mrs. Xie, who rejected people thousands of miles away, shed two lines of tears.

Seeing Xie Zhongju's tears, Changsun Wuji was secretly delighted, and mistakenly thought that Xie Zhongju was about to be punished but could not beat him, so he ordered the servant: "Okay! Come on, get on the stick!"

Most of the interrogators in the procuratorate were court ministers. Except for military generals, those civil servants were recruited before they were sentenced. Seeing that Xie Zhongju was so stubborn, the government servants who were used to torture were also secretly stunned. They looked at each other. A yamen servant picked up the stick, and a yamen servant walked out from each side of the two sides. The four of them worked together to put the stick between Xie Zhongju's knees. The two grabbed Xie Zhongju's shoulders and told her to kneel on the ground. The other two let go of the stick The rope, one end for each person, pulled hard, and the hardwood clamp stick soaked in tung oil immediately pinched Xie Zhongju's knees together, and the pain was many times worse than the previous stick.

"Is there any trick?"

"There is no trick!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

"Hold me hard!"

Three gavels resounded through the lobby of the procuratorate, and the two yamen servants in charge of the execution were vigorous, and the hemp rope was almost torn by them with brute force. Xie Zhongju, who was under heavy punishment, had sweat on his cheeks, and his almond eyes showed pain In addition, the color of perseverance is getting deeper and deeper!

Xie Zhongju was enduring great pain, and her sanity gradually blurred along with the severe pain, half awake and half unconscious, she dared to whisper softly, a word that was hidden in her heart but never said, "Fang Lang. "

Sitting in the lobby, Changsun Wuji saw Xie Zhongju whispering silently, beckoned to stop the yamen servants to continue the execution, walked up to Xie Zhongju and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The torment caused by the pinch stick suddenly disappeared, and the huge drop made Xie Zhongju, who was already insane, black out, and then passed out with his tight almond eyes.

Two yamen servants holding Xie Zhongju's arms saw that Xie Zhongju had passed out, they stretched out their hands to check his breath, and said to Changsun Wuji in front of him, "You still have energy."

Seeing that Xie Zhongju passed out under the severe punishment, Changsun Wuji flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, thinking that he was the breakthrough point in the case of Xiao Rui's sudden death, then he changed his face and said to the yamen servant: "Put him in prison first! Show me, anyone who doesn't Quasi-inspector!"

After finishing speaking, Changsun Wuji turned around and paced back and forth, but before he could take two steps, he turned around and said, "You will be served with delicious food and drinks. If there is something wrong with him, you all wait to go to the City of Death with him to report it!"

After the yamen servants hurriedly carried Xie Zhongju down, Changsun Wuji sat back in front of the case, stroked his beard and murmured: "If I didn't expect to pry He Xiaozi's malpractice out of his mouth, I would have already put him on the case." He was handed over to Ma Zhou for interrogation! Where is Ma Zhou? Where has he gone?"

Ma Zhou, who was sitting in Wang Youdao's room in the Daming Palace, had a long conversation with him, sneezed for no reason, rubbed his nose, and continued to get words out of Wang Youdao's mouth.

"Director Wang, I was ordered to assist Prime Minister Elder Sun in the case of Xiao Rui's sudden death. The relevant matter involved Accelerator's waist card, so I took the liberty to ask the general manager for advice, and I hope my brother can give me some pointers."

Previously, Ma Zhou came to the Prison Yard because he considered that the matter involved Empress Changsun, intending to inquire about some valuable clues from Wang Youdao.

"Tongxing's waist card? Why is Master Ma asking about this?" Wang Youdao looked at Ma Zhou with a serious expression. He has worked in the palace all year round, so he naturally knows what Tongxing's waist card represents. How could he answer Ma Zhou's words truthfully?

Seeing Wang Youdao's face change, Ma Zhou realized that he couldn't get anything out of his mouth, so he came up with a plan and said casually, "Someone picked up a wooden waist card on the street of Chang'an before. I suspect that this should be missed by one of the courtiers in the palace, and I happened to be walking in the palace today, so I came to ask my father-in-law."

When Wang Youdao learned about the material of the waist badge, he slowly let go of his cautiousness, "Wooden waist badge? I think there are examples of waist badges being made in every palace, marquis' mansion, and duke's mansion in Chang'an City. What word?"

"Oh, oh, that's right! It wasn't the manager who almost forgot when he mentioned me. There is a word Li written on the waist card. Could it be that the servant in the prince's mansion of Hejian County missed it?"

As he said that, Ma Zhou got up pretendingly, and while standing up, he shook his sleeves silently, and the shadow figure that he had hidden in the sleeves fell off immediately.

"Oops, Mr. Ma, you dropped something!" Wang Youdao picked up the portrait, subconsciously afraid of hitting the dust, but shook the folded paper away.

Seeing the portrait in the painting, Wang Youdao frowned slightly. After being dispelled by Ma Zhou, he subconsciously said what he thought in his mind, "Isn't this person Xie Yaohuan, a female official from the Shangyi Academy?"

(End of this chapter)