"Xia Tongzhi, I advise you to tell the truth. Otherwise, I will take some measures." Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, threatened.
At this time, Xia Jinhuai, a co-president of Kaihuai Mansion, was being held in the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
However, at this moment, Xia Tongzhi still looked indifferent and even felt that he had been wronged.
"Guo Yushi, I have never corrupted a grain of relief rice, please Guo Yushi to clear my name." Xia Tongzhi smiled but was a little angry.
"Innocent?" Guo Kang smiled: "If it is true that you have never coveted a grain of rice, I will definitely clear your name and even plead guilty to the emperor. If you do covet this disaster relief grain, I will never condone it!" After saying that, Guo Kang stood up and looked at the guards around him: "If you don't want to tell me, then I'll beat you. If you still don't tell me, I'll send you to the Eastern Dark Guard and show you some color."
"yes."
Guo Kang, the censor of Zuodu, walked out of the cell door, and then the jailer came forward and locked the cell door.
Xia Tongzhi in prison was very uneasy. He could not protect himself whether he said it or not. Now he could only wait for the two prime ministers to help him.
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the sound of the iron chains sounded, and then the cell door opened.
"Take it away!" said the leading jailer.
"yes."
For no apparent reason, the two jailers grabbed her arms and tried to walk out the door, making Xia Jinhuai even more panicked.
"Where are you taking me?! Where are you going!" Xia Jinhuai shouted all the way.
"What are you shouting for? As long as you say it, everything will be fine!" a jailer shouted.
Afterwards, Xia Jinhuai was dragged to the execution room and beaten.
The torture chamber of the Metropolitan Procuratorate does not have as many tools as those of the Criminal Department and secret guards. It only has basic tools such as whips and burning iron.
As she was beaten with whip after whip, Xia Jinhuai's heart was full of resistance, and she endured the pain without saying a word.
The two whip-wielding men on the side looked at Lin Jinhuai, who had gray hair in front of him and was past his prime, but they didn't feel any soft-hearted.
…
The two prime ministers in the Prime Minister's Mansion on one side frowned and couldn't think of a good idea for a long time.
"Prime Minister Huang, how do you think this matter should be handled?" Li Huixuan was a little panicked.
Huang Zhiyuan turned his head, looked at the panicked Right Prime Minister Li Huixuan, and smiled slightly: "Why are you panicking? As long as he doesn't say anything, you and I will not have any responsibility."
"Prime Minister, how can you guarantee that he won't tell? He is in prison now. If he is handed over to the secret guards in the future, I'm afraid he will tell him then. The prime minister must still know about the torture of the secret guards." Li Huixuan Standing in front of the table, he lingered, sighing from time to time.
Huang Zhiyuan looked at the appearance of Prime Minister You, smiled, held a cup of tea, and after tasting it carefully, his eyes narrowed: "Okay. There is a solution to this matter."
"What can we do?" Li Huixuan hurriedly approached Huang Zhiyuan.
Then, Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan spoke in his ear.
I saw that Li Huixuan, who was anxious at first, was now much more relieved, and the nervous expression on his face had become less tense.
After hearing this, Li Huixuan hurriedly straightened his posture and said, "What a good idea! I'll do it now!" He was about to leave the house.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan stopped him: "There's no need to go! The truth has been arranged long ago!"
Hearing Huang Zhiyuan's words, Li Huixuan smiled broadly, looked at Huang Zhiyuan, and said: "Yingming, Yingming."
Huang Zhiyuan, the prime minister of the left, smiled and said nothing when he heard Li Huixuan's praise.
At night, in the dead of night, Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan quietly entered the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
The prison set up by the Metropolitan Procuratorate was outside the imperial gate, not in the palace.
"Prime Minister, let's make a long story short," said a bribed jailer.
Huang Zhiyuan smiled slightly and responded: "Hey."
Then, he followed the jailer to Xia Jinhuai's cell.
Seeing the figure of the Prime Minister, Xia Jinhuai's eyes filled with tears after being tortured: "Prime Minister!"
The Prime Minister made a gesture to ask Xia Jinhuai to speak in a low voice.
"Prime Minister." Xia Jinhuai shouted softly.
"Xia Tongzhi has suffered."
"Prime Minister. Please don't say such things. As long as the Prime Minister orders it, your subordinates will do it."
Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan smiled slightly: "So, I have something else to do."
"The Prime Minister speaks frankly."
"This matter" Huang Zhiyuan sighed: "I really want to protect you, but I can't protect you."
"Prime Minister." Xia Jinhuai's eyes were full of pleading.
"In today's court, the biggest boss is the current Holy Emperor, followed by the Queen's father Su Yunqi and those who depend on him. The Prime Minister is now a useless prime minister. On the surface, many powers are in the hands of the Prime Minister, but in fact, the Prime Minister An official is just a tool of the court."
"Prime Minister, do you... want your subordinates to suffer all this for you?!" Xia Jinhuai was very unhappy.
Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan sighed: "The truth is that I can't help myself." Then he began to threaten: "Besides, if it weren't for you, how would you have discovered this? Now, the truth has sent someone to take care of your wife and children. , if you reveal your true identity and right minister, then both you and I will die, as will your wife and your children."
After hearing this, Xia Jinhuai sat on the straw pile with a frustrated look and looked at the prime minister with helpless eyes: "Then, I can ask you something."
"Xia Tongzhi, but it doesn't matter."
"Xiaguan, I beg you to take good care of Xiaguan's wife and children, and provide them with education in the future, is that okay?"
Prime Minister Zuo thought about it for a while and nodded: "Okay. I promise you."
"Prime Minister, the time has come." A jailer urged.
At this time, Prime Minister Zuo stood up and looked at Xia Tongzhi who was injured all over his body. Even though he wanted to help, he was unable to do so.
After taking a look at Xia Tongzhi, Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan walked out.
The next day...
After finishing the meager meal, Xia Jinhuai was dragged into the torture chamber again and tortured severely.
Finally, Xia Jinhuai, who lived for his wife and children, had no choice but to follow Prime Minister Zuo's words and tell the truth.
"I said! I said!" At this time, Xia Jinhuai's body was covered with injuries and she was almost unconscious.
"explain!"
At this time, the jailer who had been writing for a while began to write while listening to Xia Jinhuai's words.
"This matter was all done by me alone. I had just given birth to a son when I was over the age of 10, and my salary as magistrate of Kaihuai Prefecture for many years was not enough for daily expenses. On the day of the earthquake, the prefect died due to the earthquake, and I became Temporarily acting as magistrate."
"And because the child has a strange disease, it doesn't get better even with the use of ordinary medicinal materials, and I don't have enough money to use the precious medicinal materials. Naturally, my salary alone is not enough, so I have no choice but to use this disaster relief food."
"The night when the relief food arrived, I sent someone to intercept it on the road, and asked someone to transport some of the relief food to other provinces and sell it for money. This was true for the food distributed several times, especially the last time, when dozens of people were distributed. A truckload of relief food can be exchanged for an unknown amount of silver. I sent people to intercept and left some of the relief food."
After finishing writing, a jailer walked to Xia Jinhuai's side without mercy, and with the help of several jailers, Xia Jinhuai's finger prints were pressed on the paper.
