Jiayou's Fun

'Snapped'!

When the fire in the Bai family was about to reach its climax, Dayin Hong and Qing Li Zi received a crisp slap in the face.

It's at Dayin Honglu Temple.

Just in the lobby of Honglu Temple.

This is the Yamen office where Li Zi works on weekdays, and it is his territory.

On his own territory, a group of protons from the princes gathered at Honglu Temple to demand compensation from the imperial court. Each one of them laughed so hard that they even coughed and farted, displaying all kinds of ugly expressions.

Luo Yin, the fifth son of the Marquis of Luoyin, who had a fat head and big ears, a bit rough and arrogant in his demeanor, proudly raised the palm that had just slapped Li Zi, and laughed loudly at his companions.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Luo Yin asked Li Zi.

"Alas, alas, Prince, just say it." Li Zi smiled dryly, nodding and bowing towards Luo Yin.

"You should be beaten!" Luo Yin pointed at Li Zi's nose and scolded: "How much time have you wasted our brothers?"

"We came to Honglu Temple early in the morning to ask for compensation from you, but you have been hiding in the palace to avoid seeing us."

"Not only do you deserve to be beaten, you deserve to die."

"It's so easy. You dare to run out of the palace and see our brothers. How dare you bargain with us?"

"Our account books clearly record how many things we burned in that fire."

"The Queen Mother gave me money."

"But the money the Queen Mother gave us could only calm our anger and prevent us from complaining to our father."

"We want to truly settle this matter and completely make up for our losses. Otherwise, this matter will never end!"

A group of protons laughed loudly: "That's right, it's not over!"

Luo Yin was so proud that he snatched the official hat from Li Zi's head and put it heavily on his own head.

"You have been bargaining for so long, from just after nightfall, to now. How much time has it wasted on us? If we don't have time to spit with you, why don't we find a building to have fun?"

"So, if I beat you, will you accept it?"

Li Zi smiled dryly and bowed deeply towards Luo Yin: "What the Crown Prince said is reasonable, and it couldn't be more reasonable. However, the compensation demanded by the Crown Princes is too high, and the lower officials do not have the power to make decisions."

"How about I tell the Queen Mother, the Prime Minister, and all the adults in the court about the demands of the princes, and then give the princes an explanation?"

Li Zi looked at Luo Yin and others pitifully.

Luo Yin and his group looked at each other, and then, several people yawned at the same time.

"Okay, let's go, let's go, that's it for today."

"We can't rush this accounting matter."

"Come back tomorrow when you have enough energy."

"Go, go, go, find a place to have fun, go back and sleep comfortably at dawn, and come back to see this guy at night."

Luo Yin smiled, slapped Li Zi again, and then held his head high, surrounded by a group of companions, the group made a lot of noise and sang songs, and just rushed out of Hong Kong. The temple.

In the lobby, the lights are dim.

When these protons from the princes came to cause trouble, the experienced officials of Honglu Temple had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving Li Zi, the official official here to hold the vat.

Li Zi slowly straightened his waist, put his hands on the jade belt around his waist, and suddenly sneered, and an extremely weird and chilling sneer appeared on his skinny face.

"Go and ask, Jiuyin Sect, what is it doing?"

"What do they want to do when they cause such a big mess? Ah? What exactly do they want to do?"

"According to the agreement, everyone will guard their own territory and live a peaceful life, okay? You have to do it, you have to do it. Have they dealt with the dead so much that their heads are broken?"

"It's okay if you want to do it, but don't do it on my territory?"

"If they are so messy, if they attract the attention of those sworn enemies and cause us trouble... don't blame me for convening an alliance meeting to clean them out of Haojing completely."

I don't know which shadow corner of the lobby, but a low voice of promise just came. Li Zi's expression suddenly changed, and he ran out of the lobby with a twisted face, and ran to the highest building in Honglu Temple, facing the southwest. Looked in the direction.

To the southwest of Honglu Temple is Yushunfang.

The Bai family's house is in the northeast corner of Yushunfang.

The Bai family's house and the Honglu Temple Yamen are almost separated by a canal several miles wide. The Bai family's Lantian Garden covers a large area. Dozens of jingshes are burning vigorously. The fire is blazing, lighting up the sky. Standing in Honglu Temple, High up in the temple, you can clearly see the rolling flames in the middle of the night.

"Which hero is this?"

Li Zi sighed without tears, clasping his hands behind his back, his waist became much hunched.

"Isn't it good for everyone to have a peaceful life and get promoted and make a fortune? Why do we have to keep arguing about right and wrong?"

Squinting and carefully looking at the direction of the fire, Li Zi raised his right thumb, glanced in the direction of the flames, and murmured: "It seems to be Bai Changkong's house? That...has nothing to do with me?"

"Come on, Bai Changkong, a scourge of culture and education, will burn each one to death, tsk, how wonderful!"

"Etiquette? Ah, obeying the laws and regulations, is that so good?"

With a shake of his head and hands behind his back, Li Zi hummed a tune and walked slowly towards the backyard residence of Honglu Temple. He decided to get some good wine and some side dishes tonight to relieve the anger in his heart.

After walking a few steps, Li Zi turned back and looked around.

"By the way, I just forgot to mention that in a few days, we will arrange a street fight for Luo Shizi and destroy his limbs."

In the darkness, there was a faint sound of promise accompanied by a gentle sneer.

At the same time, there was a dark cell underground in the General's Mansion.

This is a dark prison used to imprison and punish those unlucky ones who have violated military discipline. Because most of the military officers have martial arts skills, this dark prison is extremely strong. Even a master of the 12th level of Tuo Mai can't even think of escaping if he enters. Opportunity.

The owners of the two coffin shops, together with the still-living waiters, craftsmen, laborers, servants, and even a few rough girls, were all locked up in a dark cell and fastened tightly with special hooks and chains. .

What followed was a series of tortures from Hurricane Kuanglan.

The military's work is different from that of Sikotai and palace guards.

Sikotai's criminal interrogation is a skill passed down from generation to generation. The combination of psychological attacks and physical harm, a set of techniques, can make people miss the point without even realizing it.

The eunuchs who guard the palace, their punishment methods are extremely vicious and cruel. While not harming the fundamentals of the body, they will continue to inflict maximum physical pain on you for a long time, causing you to have a mental breakdown and have no choice but to confess.

And these soldiers in the General's Palace are killing embryos. How do they have this kind of skill?

Their methods are just like the army fighting a war, rough, direct, and extremely lethal.

The unlucky ones from the two coffin shops who were imprisoned in the black cell were beaten to pieces inch by inch in just a few hours, their entire bodies completely collapsed, and most of their survivors were beaten to death in a short time.

A Forbidden Army general in charge of the punishment was still shouting: "As long as you are not beaten to death, you will be beaten to death. This group of thieves will be beaten to death!"

No one cares about confessions or anything like that.

They hold the handle of the knife. No matter who is behind these coffin shops, as long as they dare to show their heads, the Imperial Guards will dare to draw their swords and kill them all the way, killing them cleanly and causing rivers of blood to flow.

In this case, is a confession important?

According to the order of the military advisor general Jia Yu - 'As long as the oral confessions do not fall into the hands of civil servants, the world will be peaceful'!

"Beat them to death! Why, how can one soldering iron be enough? Twenty soldering irons are used at the same time!" The general in charge held a toothpick in his mouth and happily ordered the soldiers to work.

The waiters and Lifu were beaten to pieces.

A few rough messenger girls were even more unlucky. After being manipulated by these rough soldiers for a few times, they turned into human beings.

But no matter how hard these Forbidden Army soldiers tried, the people on and off the two coffin bunks all wore silly smiles and murmured the slogan "The Ghost Mother Comes to the World" with an intoxicated look on their faces. They were completely indifferent to their torture and torture. There was no response to the wanton abuse.

Amidst the terrible sound of fractures, the lower legs of the two shopkeepers were smashed by copper hammers.

The two shopkeepers let out a soft cry, then continued to smile and murmured 'The Ghost Mother Comes to the World'...

The Forbidden Soldiers were a little timid.

These people are completely monsters. They are not afraid of pain or death at all. What are they if they are not monsters?

There was a slight cough, and a young man wearing armor, but wearing a spacious Taoist robe that was most popular among the civil servants of Dayin when they were living at home, came to the door of the black cell at some time.

"You guys, get out. I have something to ask them."

The young man coughed and waved his hand towards the Forbidden Army soldiers who were busy in the dark cell.

"Hey, hey, yes, yes, General Le Shui, please, please!"

The Forbidden Army soldiers in the dark cell did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly dropped all kinds of torture instruments and fled out quickly. They also stayed away from the dark cell very obediently, lest Le Shui misunderstand that they were eavesdropping.

Le Shui, brother of Leshan.

Leshan is the nephew of General Lewu.

Le Shui is the son of General Le Wu.

Leshan is the 'Qilin'er' who is the most talented in martial arts of this generation of the Le family, the most courageous and aggressive.

As for Le Shui, his biological father Le Wu dislikes him a bit - because Le Shui does not practice martial arts, but likes to write and write. What's more terrible is that he has a very good relationship with some professors and doctors from Taixue and Imperial College. He actually already looks a bit like a qualified cultural disciple.

Le Wu once said: "I have raised a little white-eyed wolf!"

However, Lewu cared much more about Leshui than Leshan. After all, he was his biological son.

In particular, Le Shui became a scholar. When Le Wu and Bai Changkong quarreled several times in the court, he once pointed at Bai Changkong's nose and cursed: "My son, my biological son, is also a disciple of culture and education."

Let’s savor the meaning of this carefully.

In short, Le Shui Xiwen, but he also held a rank in the Forbidden Army. He was qualified to get involved in the official correspondence of the General's Office and military intelligence reports. In particular, he also had a great say in the implementation of military discipline and law in the Forbidden Army.

Isn't it normal to come to the dark cell to visit a few unlucky guys who are destined to be beaten to death?

Holding a thin volume of poetry in his hand, Le Shui walked up to the two shopkeepers who were covered in blood. He looked at the two shopkeepers and shook his head: "You guys are like this, will you die early and be reincarnated?"

"It's just that several elders sent messages and wanted to know, are you people from the Jiuyin Sect suffering from convulsions?"

"Are you causing such a big incident because you are afraid that our life will be too stable?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, all the personnel of your Jiuyin Sect in Haojing will be completely cleaned out within fifteen days."

Leshui grabbed a red-hot soldering iron with his backhand and pressed it on the face of the waiter next to him.

His smile was extremely evil and ferocious, and he was no longer as gentle and unrestrained as usual.