Xu Yi rode forward.
Behind him are hundreds of horses.
The sound of horse hooves was loud and powerful, giving rise to an inexplicable momentum.
Pedestrians along the way all turned sideways to give way.
In a short time, Xu Yi and his party rushed out of Guangdefang, where Jingzhao Mansion is located.
Kill towards the west city of Chang'an City not far away.
Its target is clearly Huaidefang, west of the West Market.
Strictly speaking, it is the Feng family of Qingzhou in Huaidefang.
Over the past few decades, the Qingzhou Feng family has occupied half of Huaide Square without even realizing it.
You know, there is only one West Market between Guangdefang, where Jingzhao Mansion is located, and Huaidefang, where Qingzhou Feng's family is located.
The West Market is also known as the Gold Market of Chang'an City.
In such a place where every inch of land is precious, Jingzhao Mansion only occupies an inconspicuous place in the northeast corner of Guangdefang.
However, the Qingzhou Feng family occupies half of Huaide Square.
There are more than ten Feng mansions in Huaidefang, but most of them are used by the Feng family to stack goods.
The real Feng family actually lives in Changlefang next to Dongshi.
It can be seen from this that the financial resources of the Qingzhou Feng family are astonishing, and their power is terrifying.
...
The time is approaching (3 p.m.)
On the main entrance of the largest courtyard in Huaidefang hangs two large gilded characters - Feng Mansion.
Looking from outside the hospital, there was smoke everywhere in the Feng Mansion.
The weird thing is.
Obviously the smoke from the kitchen would drift away with the wind from time to time.
But there was no smell of food aroma at all on the street.
Inside the Feng Mansion.
A young man in brocade clothes walked slowly in the house with his hands behind his back.
Behind him, more than ten servants followed slowly.
Feng Shangyong liked this feeling very much. As the son of the Feng family, he should have been like the servants behind him, groveling all day long.
But no matter what, people always get lucky sometimes.
As Feng Youfang, the third son of Feng, and his queen took over part of the family business, Feng Shangyong, who was Feng Youfang's book boy, naturally also prospered.
"Cheer up! The Third Young Master will come to inspect the other courtyard in a while! Who made me lose face in front of the Third Young Master? Be careful of your own life!" Feng Shangyong cleared his throat and said loudly.
At this time, there were stoves set up everywhere in the Feng Family Courtyard, and large pots were placed on the stoves.
Countless servants busily shuttled between the stoves, looking busy and orderly.
When everyone heard Feng Shangyong's words, they all stopped what they were doing.
They shouted in unison: "Please rest assured, housekeeper. Update without error@"
Feng Shangyong nodded with satisfaction, held his head high and continued to pace slowly with his hands behind his back.
The smile on his lips never faded from beginning to end.
Especially whenever Feng Shangyong walked to a stove, the servants next to the stove immediately stopped busy.
Nervously shouting "Hello, Butler!"
"Zizzizi." Feng Shangyong couldn't help but make a smacking sound.
One can imagine how beautiful Feng Shangyong was at this time.
After a while.
"Hello, Butler." Feng Shangyong stopped beside a stove, and the servants beside him hurriedly greeted him respectfully.
"Yeah." Feng Shangyong hummed, and then picked up the wooden spoon in the big pot.
Stirring the cauldron slowly and vigorously, the scalding hot water began to move slowly in an instant.
"Huh?" Feng Shangyong snorted, turned to look at the nervous elderly servant beside him, and asked loudly: "Why is there so much rice in this pot!"
The old servant instantly knelt down on his knees and stumbled: "Butler, please forgive me, butler, please forgive me, the little one...the little one accidentally poured over half a bowl of millet."
"Young...I know you are wrong, and I ask the chief steward to spare you for the sake of your being a servant of the Feng family for more than 30 years."
"Little... little one will remember the great steward's kindness from generation to generation."
Upon hearing this, Feng Shangyong suddenly threw the wooden spoon into the pot and said with disdain: "Remember. (The next page is more exciting!)
Live my kindness? For generations? "
The old servant hurriedly kowtowed and confirmed: "Yes, yes."
Unexpectedly.
Feng Shangyong, who had received repeated assurances, had no joy at all on his face.
Instead, he became more and more vicious.
Feng Shang bravely raised his right foot and kicked the old servant hard.
Under the great force, the old servant fell directly backward. The Feng family stove was already densely built, so he fell directly into the stove behind him.
A head of white hair instantly ignited.
The old servant was in pain and kept rolling on the ground, slapping his head hard against the flames.
Feng Shangyong looked at the old servant who kept rolling and screaming and sneered: "What is your identity, and who am I? You are not even worthy of taking off my shoes."
"You still want me to let you go? Haha!"
In the crowd, some young servants clenched their fists upon hearing this.
Some even cursed in a low voice: "If it weren't for the Third Young Master, your direct lineage, to protect you, what's the difference between you and us? You're a dog relying on the power of others."
"Who!" Feng Shangyong's expression changed and he yelled angrily: "Don't think I don't know what you are saying about me behind my back!"
"You're so smart. Don't curse in secret. Come out and curse in front of me!"
"A bunch of cowards, born slaves!"
Feng Shangyong looked at the expressions of countless servants who dared not speak out, and felt a twisted pleasure in his heart.
"What are you doing in such a daze!" Feng Shangyong grinned and roared loudly: "Go and work for me! The third young master will be here soon! Whoever embarrasses me! Whoever embarrasses me will end up like this bitch!"
With that said, Feng Shangyong pointed at the old servant who was completely silent on the ground and threatened loudly.
In just a few dozen breaths, the old servant completely returned to the West.
"Haha! That piece of shit!" Feng Shangyong spat on the ground, and then ordered the servant behind him: "I'll throw this piece of shit into the car outside! After a while, he will take it with the porridge and rice to the door of Jinguang."
"I'm in a good mood today, let's give them some extra food!"
As he said this, Feng Shangyong looked up to the sky and laughed.
The Feng family of Qingzhou has always been very hierarchical. Under this system, people can become talented, but it can also make people lose their minds.
In a repressive environment, he walked step by step towards the abyss of sin.
Obviously, Feng Shangyong is the latter.
The four servants carried the old servant's limbs like a dead dog and walked slowly outside.
The slaves along the way all shed tears, and their hearts were filled with fear.
Today he is an old servant, but who will he be tomorrow?
As for reporting Feng Shangyong to the Third Young Master, well, no one has done this before.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
Not only is it useless, the third master Feng's style is really worse than Feng Shangyong's.
...
Outside Huaide Square.
Xu Yi waved his hand, and then the group slowly slowed down their horses.
In a short time, more than a hundred people passed through the square gate and walked into Huaide Square.
Hundreds of people riding fast horses rushed towards them in a mighty manner, naturally attracting the attention of countless people.
A middle-aged man led more than 20 people to greet him quickly.
Xu Yile stopped his horse and asked loudly: "Is this the chief of Huaidefang?"
The middle-aged man paused, saluted respectfully and said, "My humble position is Meng Mingjiu, the director of Huaidefang."
"May I ask who you are, sir?" Meng Ming looked at Xu Yi and his group hesitantly. The leader was dressed in black and it was difficult to identify his identity, but if the person on his right was dressed correctly, he must be from the Criminal Department.
Xu Yi looked at Meng Mingjiu and said calmly: "Jing Zhaoyin."
Meng Mingjiu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly saluted again and said: "Meng Mingjiu, of humble rank, pays homage to Mr. Jing Zhaoyin!"
Jing Zhaoyin and the Ministry of Justice came to Huaidefang together, which was not a good thing for Meng Mingjiu.
Don't wait for Meng Mingjiu to say anything to test.
Xu Yi directly ordered: "Please ask Chief Meng to lead the way. I have important things to do when I go to the Feng Family Courtyard."
Meng Mingjiu felt a chill in his heart and secretly said something bad.
Then he responded quickly: "I will obey the order, my lord. Please come with me."
The words are over. . (The next page is more exciting!)
Meng Mingjiu winked at the attendant beside him. Seeing this, the attendant quickly rushed towards the crowd while holding his stomach.
Xu Yi turned his head slightly and glanced at Huo Chenghu beside him.
Huo Chenghu nodded, quickly turned over and dismounted, and walked straight in the direction where the servant disappeared.
It won't take a while. _o_m
Huo Chenghu came over holding the servant's collar.
Xu Yi's face darkened and he asked loudly: "Where to go?!"
Meng Mingjiu's expression changed, and he quickly came over to plead with me: "Sir, this servant Beizhi had something bad to eat at noon, and he just said hello to Beizhi."
"Did you eat something bad?" Xu Yi smiled and then ordered: "Cheng Hu, arrange for someone to follow him to the toilet!"
"Follow the order!" He finished his words.
Huo Chenghu carried the servant and walked towards the Yamen behind him.
The big tiger is about to fight! Naturally, wild wolves and wild dogs will not be spared.
Sometimes, wild wolves and wild dogs are more hateful than big tigers!
When Meng Mingjiu saw this, his knees couldn't help but feel weak, and he gradually felt bad in his heart.
His face turned pale in an instant.
Xu Yi looked at Huo Chenghu, who had just returned, and ordered again: "Chenghu, I think Meng Fang's long body is a bit inconvenient."
"You ride and take him with you!"
"Besides! Leave ten brothers to guard the gate. No entry allowed! No exit allowed! Those who disobey will be captured without mercy!"
Huo Chenghu clasped his hands and shouted loudly: "Follow the order!"
After hearing this, Meng Mingjiu slumped down on the ground. This was not only because the person who came was evil, but also because he was here to kill him!
"Please, Chief Meng." Huo Chenghu walked up to Meng Mingjiu and said he was asking for a favor, but in fact he did it directly and threw him on the horse!
"Fellows and fellow villagers, is there anyone willing to lead the way for me?" Xu Yi asked loudly, facing the people.
Half of Huaidefang is occupied by the Qingzhou Feng family. If there is nothing dirty going on here, Xu Yi will never believe it.
as expected.
The words just fell.
There were dozens of people watching, silently walking in one direction.
That direction is obviously where the Feng Family Courtyard is located.
Huaidefang is close to the West Market, which is why most of the people living here are businessmen.
Businessmen have always been the most frivolous.
From Xu Yi's attitude towards Meng Mingjiu, they could already guess the purpose of Xu Yi and his party.
They simply don't like beating up a drowned dog very much.
Moreover, their move showed Xu Yi the way, and if the Qingzhou Feng family survived afterwards, they would not be left with any clues.
Xu Yi chuckled, and then followed the large number of merchants slowly towards the Feng Family Courtyard in a tacit understanding.
It doesn't take a while.
The group arrived at the main entrance of Feng Mansion, the largest building in Huaidefang.
...
Two servants of the Feng Mansion slowly carried the old servant's body out of the main entrance of the Feng Mansion.
Unexpectedly.
As soon as he went out, he saw countless people slowly walking towards Feng Mansion.
Behind the common people, there was a group of horse-riding government officials following slowly.
'What...what's going on? "
The two servants of the Feng Mansion were stunned. It was precisely at this moment that the corpse of the old servant slipped directly from their hands.
He fell heavily in front of the main entrance of Feng Mansion.
One of the servants looked at the people getting closer and closer, and couldn't help feeling timid.
Looking at that direction, it was clearly coming towards Feng Mansion.
"You watch here, I'll go back and report to the chief steward." A servant trembled slightly, confessed, and then ran towards the courtyard.
"Hey!~" The servant who was left behind just shouted.
Then he saw that the side door he had just walked out of had been closed from the inside.
Xu Yile stopped his horse, glanced at the panicked servants of Feng Mansion, and then looked at the corpse on the ground.
It was an old corpse, dressed as a servant, with no hair on its head, but there were signs of burns.
Xu Yi waved his hand slowly and ordered: "Surround the Feng Mansion for me! No one is allowed to come in or out at will without my order!"
The words fell. (The next page is more exciting!)
stop.
After hearing this, most of the yamen servants quickly got off their horses and completely blocked the main entrance in front of them!
The rest of the government officials galloped on their horses and headed straight for the other courtyard gates.
Zhao Shou walked towards the old servant's body, stretched out his hand to feel the old servant's breath, and then stretched out his hand to touch the old servant's neck.
He stood up and reported: "Sixth Master, the man is dead. The body is still warm. The time of death was no more than two-quarters of an hour."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, sat on the horse and looked down at the servant, and asked: "Are you going to say it yourself, or should I interrogate you?"
When had that servant ever seen such a formation?
Xu Yi just finished speaking.
The servant immediately knelt on his knees, and without waiting for Xu Yi to interrogate him, he told everything that had happened in the house just now. @·No mistake first release~~
"Feng Shangyong?" Xu Yi asked.
The servant nodded crazily like a chicken pecking at rice.
A smile appeared on Xu Yi's lips. It was a coincidence that Feng Shangyong's name was among the people who bribed Han Tong.
Xu Yi waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Break the door!"
The words are over.
More than a dozen officials from the Criminal Department held hands and ran towards the main entrance of Feng Mansion at the same time.
Approaching the main entrance of Feng Mansion, more than ten people kicked towards the main entrance of Feng Mansion.
"Clang!" There was a loud noise, but the main door of Feng Mansion did not open in response.
The dozen or so people were not discouraged and repeatedly retreated, charged forward, and kicked down the door.
The front door of Feng Mansion was kicked hard.
"Damn it! Do you know where this place is!"
"Straight bitches! How dare you kick in the door! I think you are impatient!"
An extremely arrogant shout came from the main entrance of Feng Mansion.
At this moment, more than ten officials from the Criminal Department kicked him again! Kick together more than ten times in a row.
The main entrance of Feng Mansion was finally overwhelmed and opened completely with a clang.
Feng Shangyong, who was not far from the main entrance, swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.
"Get him!" Xu Yi shouted, and more than a dozen officials from the Ministry of Justice rushed into Feng's mansion upon hearing the order.
"Let me see if any of you dare to touch me! A bunch of poor government officials have turned against you!" Feng Shangyong yelled!
The words just fell.
He was kicked hard in the face by a yamen servant.
He kicked Feng Shangyong until he rolled three or four steps to the ground!
"I...I...you guys!" Feng Shangyong covered his numb mouth and looked at the government servant beside him with disbelief.
Seeing the fierce look on the Yamen servant's face and wanting to hit him again, he quickly turned his head to look at the servants who used to follow him to dominate.
Unexpectedly.
At this time, the thick servant was so frightened that he shrank his head like a quail.
He didn't even have the courage to look directly at those government officials.
When the officials from the Ministry of Justice walked towards the three thick servants holding a rope, each of them stretched out their hands in unparalleled cooperation...
Xu Yi looked at the scene in front of him and felt dumbfounded for a moment.
Xu Yi got off his horse and walked slowly towards Feng Mansion.
In front of and behind him, there were guards from the Ministry of Justice holding knives on guard.
Slowly crossing the main entrance, Xu Yi didn't even look at Feng Shangyong.
Entering the Feng Mansion Courtyard.
Xu Yi looked at the densely packed cauldron in front of him.
And the countless servants of Feng Mansion who were at a loss.
He said in a deep voice: "Everyone squat down on the spot! Hold your heads with your hands! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty or thirty government officials jumped out in an instant, holding a rope in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand.
It doesn't take a while.
Hundreds of servants all had their hands tied and were squatting in the corner of the courtyard.
Xu Yi stepped towards the big pot, picked up the wooden spoon in the pot, and slowly turned it, as the turbid rice soup was carried by the wooden spoon.
Xu Yi opened his eyes wide, but couldn't see many particles in the rice water.
"Bring Feng Shangyong here." Xu Yi dropped the wooden spoon in his hand and ordered.
"My lord, is there any misunderstanding between us? The younger one is the steward of the Feng family in Qingzhou." Feng Shangyong lost his previous majesty and asked humbly.
It's just that the words are silent. (The next page is more exciting!)
The word "Qingzhou Feng Family" was added with an emphasis.
"The one we're looking for is your Qingzhou Feng family." Xu Yi grinned and then asked, "I'll ask you the answer, otherwise... haha."
Feng Shangyong's heart trembled, and his knees couldn't help but bend.
Even a fool can understand at this time that he is here to cause trouble.
The visitor doesn't care about the Qingzhou Feng family at all.
"Did what I just said fall on deaf ears?" Xu Yi suppressed his smile, his whole body was like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, as if as long as Feng Shangyong's answer did not satisfy him, the next moment he would take Feng Shangyong's head. generally.
Feng Shangyong knelt on his knees and nodded repeatedly: "I said, I said, I said it all. Please take care of me and show mercy, sir."
Xu Yi sneered and ignored Feng Shangyong's bargaining.
He pointed to the big pot behind him and asked, "How much grain should be put in a pot of water?"
Feng Shangyong hesitated and said: "One...one pot of water...one pot of water..."
"Ouch!" With a sound, the Zhanyuan Sword was unsheathed.
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it again in this life." Xu Yi held the Zhanyuan knife and slowly put the tip of the knife against Feng Shangyong's throat.
As soon as the tip of the knife reached his throat, Feng Shangyong quickly replied: "Put a bowl of rice in."
"Ha." Xu Yi sneered and said slowly: "The laws of the Zhou Dynasty clearly stipulate that disaster relief porridge is divided into three grades, the lowest grade, and a pot of porridge must contain at least 20% millet."
"When we arrived at Butler Feng's place, why did the 20% millet rice turn into a bowl of rice?"
"Is this the rice bowl?" Xu Yi picked up a small porcelain bowl and asked.
"Yes...yes..." With the tip of the knife in his throat, Feng Shangyong did not dare to hide anything.
"Clang!" With a sound, the small porcelain bowl was thrown to the ground by Xu Yi, who shouted loudly: "Feng Shangyong, do you know what the crime of embezzling disaster relief food is?"
Feng Shangyong was startled by Xu Yi's sudden outburst, and couldn't help but want to dodge backwards.
Unfortunately, two government officials were holding his shoulders tightly at this time, making him unable to even move.
Seeing this, Xu Yi slowly pulled the Yuanyuan knife away from Feng Shangyong's throat.
Then he stabbed Feng Shangyong's thigh violently.
With a "pop" sound, the Zhanyuan Sword directly pinned Feng Shangyong's thigh to the ground. @*~~
"Listen carefully, if you embezzle disaster relief food, depending on the amount, you may be punished by being cut in half or tortured."
"Feng Shangyong." Xu Yi slowly bent down and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know what is cut in the waist? What is Ling Chi?"
Feng Shangyong was in so much pain that he still had the strength to answer Xu Yi's questions.
Xu Yi slowly turned the Zhanyuan knife and said in a deep voice: "Look into my eyes."
Feng Shangyong didn't look at Xu Yi for a breath, and Xu Yi slowly turned the Zhanyuan knife.
Under the severe pain, Feng Shangyong could not even die.
In desperation, Feng Shangyong could only look at Xu Yi with his whole body trembling.
"That's why you are obedient." Xu Yi smiled and said slowly, "I'm here to tell you what cutting in half means and what Ling Chi means."
"This cut in half is actually very simple. It's as simple as slashing your waist with a knife, but it doesn't hurt your internal organs, and it makes you slowly die in endless wails of pain."
"As for Ling Chi, it's even simpler. Do you know about fishing nets? It's the kind of net that fishermen use to catch fish."
"Ling Chi uses a net with smaller holes than the nets used by fishermen to cover your body."
"Tear out the excess meat, then use a knife to slice off the meat bit by bit."
"Well, I know an executioner who shot 3,700 films in a row before he died."
"Zizizizi, looking at your physique, you can probably hold up to four thousand tablets. I really want to see with my own eyes what the scene will be like."
"It's particularly interesting just thinking about it, don't you think so?"
Xu Yi licked his lips and asked with a grin.
Listen to Xu Yi talk endlessly about the execution process of the two punishments.
Feng Shangyong suddenly felt that maybe he would die. (The next page is more exciting!)
kind of relief.
"Want to die? How could I let you die?" Xu Yi sneered and picked up a rag beside the stove behind him.
He pinched Feng Shangyong's mouth with one hand, balled up the rag with the other hand, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
After doing all this, Xu Yi pulled out the Zhanyuan Sword and immediately ordered: "Bandage his wound. After bandaging, bring the Four Treasures of the Study."
Huo Chenghu's body trembled and he finally got out of Xu Yi's cruelty.
He hurriedly clasped his fists and responded: "Follow the order!"
At this moment, Huo Chenghu suddenly felt that Xu Yi seemed more like an official from the Ministry of Justice than him. Update without error@
Whether it was his familiarity with the laws of Dazhou, his familiarity with punishments, or even his knowledge during interrogation, everything was better than him, a member of the Criminal Department.
And it's not even remotely strong.
It doesn't take a while.
Feng Shangyong was carried to the table.
"I ask, you write, nod if you understand. If you don't understand, I'll let you taste half of Lingchi first." Xu Yi smiled and said calmly. .
