Probably so that the elder can work more conveniently and better spread his light and heat for the Ming Empire's torture business. The interrogation place is not far from Sun Youcai's bedroom, just on the side of the office building, and you can't walk a few steps. almost there.
Wang Busheng was escorted by the yamen to the door of the torture chamber. There was a couplet written on both sides of the door. If you say you are guilty, you are guilty or not. If you say you are not guilty, you are not guilty. There is also a horizontal mark hanging on it, the uncle has the final say.
Well, the couplets are very domineering, and they still use the official Guange style used by the Ming Empire. Basically, there are no misunderstandings.
As soon as he came to the door, Wang Busui felt a chill on his body. It was gloomy and the air around him felt cold. Wang Busheng couldn't help but shed a cold sweat. He was a little scared and his belief in his heart was also shaken. The laws of the Ming Empire are really worthy of belief. ? Could there be some shady or shady activities going on behind the scenes? It seems that the good-hearted and handsome people on TV are always framed by a combination of bad guys and officials, and they often have to be tortured before they can be redressed. If he looks so handsome, wouldn't it be even worse? If the crime of escaping was not more serious, Wang Bu Shou would have wanted to run away.
Under the urging of the Yamen servants. Wang BuShi reluctantly entered the interrogation room. Wang BuShi only felt even colder, so cold that he felt that his body no longer belonged to him. It is said that the interrogation place is the place where Zhongliang was framed. Many people died there, and the air is filled with the smell of blood. This is a dark and humid place, which can easily attract ghosts and demons to practice here again. Many wronged souls are harmed here. Those who were treated unfairly and died unjustly refused to settle down and preferred to wander around the place where they died. They would not go to the underworld to be reincarnated. The gusts of sinister wind above their heads were the ironclad proof. Remember not to look back, the three bright lights on your shoulders are your magic weapon to save your life.
Wang Busui couldn't help but recite the Taoist ghost-killing mantra, Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Root of All Qi, Four Spirit Sky Lanterns, Six Armor and Six Ding, to help me extinguish the spirits and make the demons disappear.
Just listen to what the officer on the side said, "Hey, Ergou, turn down the air conditioner, you want to freeze to death."
Damn it, I think too much, the king can't help but feel ashamed.
The interrogation room is also the ancient trial hall. It is somewhat similar to what was shown on TV. For example, there is a plaque hanging directly above it with large golden characters on it, which is upright and bright. Um, no, this is only qualified to be hung in Fengtian Temple. The one hanging here is The mirror is hanging high. Basically, these four similar words are written in the trial halls across the country, fair and impartial, impartial, treacherous, etc. Of course, the officials at the bottom are all businessmen who spend money to buy their official positions. Businessmen still understand. Invented. Some people also make the plaques very large just to write a few more words, for example, if you are an official, you will not make decisions for the people, and you will not go home to sell sweet potatoes. At first glance, the officials who wrote this word are all doers.
After turning off the air conditioner, the air around him became much more comfortable, so Wang Bu was interested in observing the surroundings. Sun Sanniang and the big man were already waiting again. They looked at Wang Bu Sie with vicious eyes, but Wang Bu Sie didn't look at them twice. My nose is flat, which is disgusting. I ate white flour steamed buns this morning and vomited them, which was a waste.
In front of Wang Busheng is a long strip of desk, black, with some office things on it, order signatures, and the gavel that is often seen on TV. As the name suggests, the gavel is naturally used to take pictures of the table. Yes, after all, the old men have worked very hard, and they can't just slap their hands to the ground before they retire.
Behind is a Taishi chair. In fact, although the Taishi chair looks very majestic and domineering, it is still very uncomfortable to sit on. Sitting there for a long time can easily cause lumbar discs and hemorrhoids. After all, waist and chrysanthemums are not good for men. It is still very important, otherwise businessmen are the easiest to adapt to. So Sun Youcai put double latex cushions imported from Thailand on his Taishi chair, which can ensure warmth in winter and coolness in summer. The two sides, including the back, are also Yes, latex cushions not only have the effect of keeping you cool in winter and cool in summer, but are also very breathable, preventing you from getting invisible diseases like hemorrhoids. The most important thing is that latex cushions are extremely soft and comfortable to sit on. , it will collapse, and the whole body will be wrapped, just like your woman's skin, smooth and elastic. Of course, this thing is also expensive, so it has not been popularized nationwide, and only wealthy officials with business backgrounds Only then.
The interrogation hall is still very modern. There are two long air conditioners on both sides below the plaque. Well, it was produced in the Ming Empire, and the cooling and heating effects are also very good.
Moreover, there is a large color TV hanging on the pillar. Of course, it is not the ultra-thin LCD TV that is more popular abroad now, but a boxy one with a black and white screen. This was issued by the Ming Empire more than ten years ago, but Very few senior officials are willing to use these things, and many yamen have also sold this large color TV. To this day, Cishan Town Yamen still has this antique, that’s because Sun Youcai, Sun’s master, is not short of money.
The walls on both sides are covered with banners. They are experts in solving crimes and know every detail. Thank you to the great master for saving my life. Thank you to the great master for helping me find my long-lost wife. Thank you to the great master for helping me teach the bitch Sun Sanniang who seduced my man a lesson. Forehead. This is a bit too straightforward. Seeing so many banners, these are the voices of the people. This is recognition of an official, and it is also a kind of gratitude to a good official who makes decisions for the people. Of course, as for the names on the banners, they are all Wang and Li XX, Zhang XX, Qian XX, these kings will not care even if they die. In short, after seeing these banners at this moment, Wang Bushi became more confident in his persistence. There is fairness in the world, and the dignity of the law is still defended by everyone.
Not long after Wang Busheng stood there, a dozen government servants holding water and fire sticks ran out from behind the lobby. They were all dressed in gray soap clothes and had hemp belts around their waists. There was no word "Bing" or "Pawn" written on their chests. After all, it costs more to write those words, so save money if you can.
The Yamen servants lined up in two rows and shouted "Mighty" in unison.
Well, there has been no word change for thousands of years, which shows how significant the word Wuwei is.
Then another person walked out, wearing the same gray soap coat. The only difference was that this person also wore a square hat on his head. This was the standard for cultural people in the Ming Empire. He had triangular eyes, a mustache, and a thin face with clear water chestnuts. He should also be a practical person. This person is the master of Tiancishan Town Government and the second person. He came to the case and put a stack of paper on it. This should write about the case. After all, the money was spent. People who donate official posts have a lower level of education. In many cases, they still need the master to make some preparations. The master will sort out the case history, analysis, and punishments for such cases under the Ming Dynasty law. If necessary, he will also Help me mark the pinyin for some words that the old man doesn't know, so that when the old man is trying the case, he won't make a fool of himself because he doesn't know the words.
The master put the documents in place, held them down with a paperweight, and then took out a small bench from the desk. Well, it was very small. After all, it was to distinguish it from the master's chair.
He placed a small stool on the side of the desk and took out his laptop from his backpack, which was used to record the details of the case. Of course, this is not a standard feature of the Ming Empire's officialdom, but Sun Youcai paid for it out of his own pocket. He is so willful when he has money.
Everyone waited for a long time before the last big boss appeared, dressed in official uniforms. Fortunately, the official uniforms of the Ming Empire were very fat, so that Sun Youcai's body could fit them in. Sun Youcai walked to the Grand Master's chair and sat down. Everyone turned around and said in unison: "Good morning, sir. Thank you for your hard work, sir."
"Good morning, brothers, thank you for your hard work. Please take your positions and start working." Sun Youcai waved his hand. This old man is still very down-to-earth. He should be a man of great insight and wisdom. He should be able to help him wash away his grievances and recover what he has lost. Silver, that’s what Wang Busheng thought.
Everyone stood in their respective positions, looked at the sky above their heads, and closed their eyes. Could it be that this was a prayer before work? The gods in the sky would come to the world at this moment. Wang Busheng couldn't help but also looked towards the roof. It turned out that the gods were There isn't one, but there is a portrait. It's probably because the space in the lobby is limited, so I thought of hanging the portrait on the roof.
If Wang Bushi guessed correctly, this person was Shang Yang, the maker of pre-Qin punishments. Of course, he died in the punishment he made in the end. Shang Yang can be said to be the defender of legal fairness and justice. Suddenly, Wang Budie's heart was completely relieved. Shang Yang looked at him. Everyone respected him and believed in him, so he should still be fair to him.
As soon as the word "Li Bi" came out of the master's mouth, everyone lowered their heads, opened their eyes, and then stared at the three people in the hall. Wang Bushit suddenly felt very uncomfortable being stared at by so many pairs of eyes.
Suddenly, they heard a plop, and Sun Sanniang and the big man knelt on the ground, shouting, "Master, we were wronged, you have to make the decision for us."
Damn it, these two people took the opportunity. It was a mistake. It was a mistake. Wang Busui secretly regretted it. He was the defendant, so he should have complained first.
"In this important place in the lobby, there is no need to make any noise or have any grievances. I will naturally make the decision for you." Sun Youcai looked peaceful and looked like the Maitreya Buddha in the Guanyin Temple. Then he turned to Wang Busheng, his expression changed instantly, and he pointed at Wang Busheng and cursed. : "Who are you? Why don't you kneel down to me when you see me?"
Um, Wang Busheng had a look of astonishment on his face. This old man's face changed so quickly. I heard Zhu Wuyu said that the Ming Empire has now abolished the rule of asking for obeisance when meeting officials. This is also the case even in the palace. When you see someone with a higher rank than yourself, , just clasp your fists and bend down. What’s the matter, this rule has only been canceled by some counties. Tiancishan Town has not received the news yet, or Zhu Wu? This kid is fooling me.
"You are so bold and cunning. You dare to despise your own official. This is unreasonable. Master, I have a good temper and I will be bullied. Mr. Li, please give this kid a slap in the face first and let him know what the rules are." His dignity was trampled on. Picking up the lottery ticket in the lottery box, Sun Youcai was about to throw it to the ground.
"Sir, Capt. Li has taken sick leave," Sun Ergou answered as he stepped out of work.
"Okay, you come and fight."
In desperation, Wang Bushit shouted, "Save someone under the sword, uh, no, it's not that time yet," "Wait a minute," and then he knelt down and prostrated on the ground with a plop.
What kind of man has gold under his knees and only kneels to heaven and earth and his parents? Damn it. If my king is not dead, I will kneel down today. What’s wrong, sir?
"Master, please listen to my explanation." Without Sun Youcai's consent, Wang Bushu continued hurriedly: "The little man just saw the master sitting in the hall, and suddenly felt the air around the hall condense, and a warm current swirled around, and the master The place where I sat was shining with golden light, and I could vaguely see the purple energy surrounding the great master. Looking at the great master again, the heaven was full, the appearance was majestic, and he was righteous, like a god descending to earth. The villain admired his appearance, and was even more attracted by the great master. I was so impressed by the aura that I exuded that I couldn't extricate myself. I was stunned for a moment and did not salute and asked the great master to atone for my sins." Face, what can you do if you want face? If you want face, you will be beaten. Why should I, the king, not die?
After hearing Wang Busheng's explanation, Sun Youcai suddenly felt light and airy, and his breathing difficulties due to obesity were relieved a lot.
"Haha, this is your first offence. Country people are ignorant, but I am broad-minded and not as knowledgeable as you." Sun Youcai stroked his three strands of beard and laughed heartily.
Of course, if Sun Youcai had read books and knew that only the emperor was worthy of possessing Zi Qi, Sun Youcai would still be unable to laugh.
