Jia Quan actually can't swim.
But it is not surprising that many emperors of the Ming Dynasty fell into the water and died because they could not swim.
Seeing that Jia Quan was almost drowned, Lin Linyou threw down the small sampan, jumped up, and landed firmly on the sampan. He reached out and grabbed Jia Quan's hair and lifted him out of the water. He saw that his eyes were white and his lips were blue, but he Be careful! Not dead yet.
Lin Linyou would not attack them easily even if they were not extremely evil time travellers.
What's more, since he is Ji Gang's adviser, he wants to know many of Ji Gang's secrets. He was temporarily imprisoned with Zhang Xingguan, the internal prison commander.
Late at night, Lin Linyou carried Jia Quan into the Huitong Hall of the Ministry of War in the west of the imperial city. Along the way, Jia Quan’s belly was pressing against Lin Linyou’s shoulders and he vomited out a lot of lake water. The child woke up slowly and was in a semi-conscious state. The muscles of his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably due to the rest of his life from drowning, and he could not speak.
Walking to the yard where Zhang Xing was under house arrest, he saw two soldiers lying on the ground at the door from a distance. Lin Linyou secretly thought something was wrong, abandoned Jia Quan, rushed over, and kicked open the door!
Jia Quan landed heavily on the ground, stretched out his hands, and was able to speak. He said weakly: "Please...find me a doctor first..."
In the room, under the dim candlelight, Zhang Xing was seen lying upright with a blood mark on his neck. The blood flowed from under him to the door, where it was blocked by the threshold and formed a small pool of blood.
There was a dense sound of footsteps behind them, and a group of Jinyi guards appeared out of nowhere, led by Baihu Zhuangjing.
Zhuang Jing shouted at Lin Linyou: "Lin Baihu! You assassinated Zhang Xing, the Imperial Supervisor, and Jin Zhong, the Minister of War! You were caught on the spot by us! Someone took the murder weapon from Lin Baihu's hand and sent him to the imperial edict! How dare you resist? , rectify the law on the spot!”
Lin Linyou felt as if he had been hit hard. Jin Zhong, the Minister of War, was also dead!
Jin Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of War, is a good and honest official!
Lin Linyou felt it when she met him for the first time. The dignified minister of the Ministry of War, the top leader, his home is so simple, and the casual clothes he wears are so simple!
The most rare thing is that Jin Shangshu regards ruthless officials as ghosts and dares to fight against them. He holds a senior position and discusses things with the same rank without taking two sides. However, he is humble and low-key, and often gives credit to others. Be honest and self-sufficient, have a kind heart, be considerate of the sufferings of the people, and have enough salary to help those in need...
Yang Shiqi was able to be forgiven, thanks to Jin Zhong's remonstrance in front of the emperor.
There is no doubt that since Jin Zhong regards cruel officials as ghosts, Ji Gang and other cruel officials naturally also regard him as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
The book says that Jin Zhong "died of a sudden illness and died in office."
Lin Linyou was full of anger now, but his hand that tightly held the Xiuchun knife finally silently let go, and Ren Jinyiwei stepped forward and took off his knife.
Because he still felt guilty for Jin Zhong in his heart. If he hadn't gone to find him, maybe Jin Zhong wouldn't have died...
Moreover, with so many Jinyi guards blocking him in the room, he would be unable to escape and probably wouldn't be able to beat him. If he escaped, wouldn't he have confirmed the fact that he had committed murder? If he were beaten, they would probably be beheaded on the spot, and there would be no proof of death.
"Master Lin, I told you that if you don't leave, it will be too late, but you didn't listen." When Lin Linyou was escorted past Jia Quan, Jia Quan was very happy, "I advise you with good intentions, but if you don't appreciate it, forget it. , repay kindness with hatred!"
Although his plan failed, Ji Gang took action after all. As long as he could achieve his goal, the process was not important.
"I am Master Ji's counselor." Jia Quan said to the Jinyi guards again.
As soon as Zhuang Jing shook his head, a guard in Jinyi came forward and helped Jia Quan stand up: "Did you see him kill someone?"
"I saw it, it's him, it's him!" Jia Quan said with all his strength.
"Very good." Zhuang Jing nodded, "Send sir back home. Sir, after you recover from your injuries, you must come out and testify."
"It must be done!" Jia Quan said in a long voice.
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Imprisonment.
Zhuang Jing personally took action and tortured Lin Linyou severely. He took turns with sticks and sticks. After resting for a moment, he put the iron on his head. The wooden wedges were inserted into the iron hoop one by one. Each time one was inserted, the iron hoop was tightened. After one minute of tightening, Lin Linyou's head only hurt by three points. He could vaguely hear the sound of his skull breaking. Later, his ears started ringing and the sound from his skull could no longer be heard. Lin Linyou truly felt that Wukong The pain was so painful that if it were him, he would also want to kill Tang Monk who was reciting the curse with a stick.
The iron made a "chi" sound on his chest, and the smell of burnt meat filled the air...
The most uncomfortable thing is the nasal injection. Although it is not painful, it is hundreds of times more uncomfortable than physical pain!
Although Lin Linyou stood firm and did not confess that he had killed someone, he felt full of regret in his heart. If he had known it would be so painful, it would be better to fight to the death and kill a few Jin Yiwei and make more money than to die in vain now.
"Recruited?" Qianhu Wang Qian walked into the dungeon execution room.
"The mouth is quite hard and difficult to chew!" Zhuang Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead and said bitterly.
"Lin Baihu..." Wang Qian walked to the torture rack and whispered, "I know you are wronged, but you should admit it! You still have a sister to take care of! If you admit it , I can ask Kingo to be lenient with them, otherwise, they will become your accomplices, and the little girl is not like you, who can withstand such a punishment!"
"Ci'ao!" Lin Linyou vomited a mouthful of blood.
"What did he say?" Wang Qian took two steps back and asked Zhuang Jing with a frown.
"It seems like I'm scolding you." Zhuang Jing said.
"Continue to torture." Wang Qian said.
"Thousands of households, eighteen kinds of punishments have been used." Zhuang Jing said, "If I go through it again, I'm afraid I will die..."
"So tough?" Wang Qian turned his head and glanced at Lin Linyou, and couldn't help but feel a little solemn and respectful. So far, no one has been able to endure all the eighteen tortures of the imperial edict. Generally, he can try three. If you sow but do not recruit four kinds of things without dying, it is already very hard.
"I have no mercy!" Zhuang Jing explained.
"Do you still remember the punishment that the envoys from the Japanese slave kingdom talked about with us when they came to court a few years ago?"
Zhuang Jing thought for a while and said: "It's...testicular punishment!"
"Not bad!" Wang Qian said, "Just give this one surnamed Lin a try and see if it works."
"Let's see if it's his mouth that's tough or his eggs that are tough!" Zhuang Jing immediately ordered his men to get ready excitedly, took a thick hemp rope, tied a knot on one end, threw it into a bucket, soaked it with water, and put a chair on it He dug a big hole in the chair and tied Lin Linyou to sit on it. Then he rounded the rope and aimed the knot under the chair!
But hearing a "pop" sound, Lin Linyou, who was half-conscious with his head lowered, screamed in pain and jumped up with the chair. When he fell, the whole chair "crash" and shattered into pieces.
Veins popped up on Lin Linyou's forehead, and big beads of sweat rolled down. The man lying on the ground was still struggling and shaking in pain.
"Change a chair!" Zhuang Jing said.
Wang Qian watched with interest, watching Lin Linyou writhing in pain on the ground like a maggot.
Zhuang Jing also felt very satisfied. The new chair had arrived. He spat into the palm of his hand and twirled the hemp rope. Just as he was about to give Lin Linyou another heavy blow on the crotch, he received a heavy blow on the waist first!
"Bang!" Zhuang Jing flew out, fell aside, stood up angrily and rushed over.
Wang Qian turned around and realized that Zhang Bi had appeared out of nowhere. He quickly blocked the excited Zhuang Jing. After all, Zhang Bi couldn't be offended, and Ji Gang didn't allow them to offend him either. For important matters, he had to rely on his Zhang Fu! The following crimes will not be punished.
"You bastard!" Zhang Bi scolded Zhuang Jing. He couldn't scold Wang Qian, who is his equal, and how could he scold you, a hundred households?
Seeing that Zhuang Jing was still glaring at him with an unyielding look, Zhang Bi raised his generous palm and used all his strength to slash both of Zhuang Jing's ears, causing blood to flow from Zhuang Jing's mouth and nose.
"That's all." Wang Qian looked at Zhang Ben and said, "Zhang Qianhu, we are interrogating prisoners, what are you doing here?"
"What kind of prisoner? I only saw you abusing lynching and beating yourself up!" Zhang Ben looked at Lin Linyou sadly.
"The prisoner appointed by the emperor!" Wang Qian said, "This punishment was also approved by the emperor."
"Is this the same punishment for Japanese slaves?" Zhang Bi looked at Wang Qian coldly.
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