After traveling for a day in [Inn Fengbei], Zheng Xiu was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as he went out.
Since being imprisoned, he has stayed up late almost every day, rarely getting a good night's sleep.
There was a snow shower at night, and the stove was burning in the prison. Zheng Xiu didn't wake up, and he woke up at dawn.
Early in the morning, there was a thick layer of frost on the stainless steel fence. The morning sun reflected the seven-color rose light on the frost crystals, adding a bit of festive flavor to this cold prison.
The cell door was pushed open violently. In fact, ever since Scar Lao Liu became the warden of Wangtian Prison, even the door lock had been faked and not really locked. Maybe Scar Laoliu was also creating opportunities for Zheng Xiu to escape from prison, but someone just didn't live up to expectations.
The sound of pushing the door made Zheng Xiu open his eyes from his sleep. He secretly wondered that his reaction was so sharp. As soon as Zheng Xiu opened his eyes, he saw Scar Laoliu's scarred face, squeezing towards him.
"It's not good, it's not good, it's not good!"
Scar Lao Liu looked panicked and rushed in with a roar.
Zheng Xiu pushed Scar Laoliu's face away, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"
"It's over, it's over!" Sweat broke out on Scar Laoliu's forehead: "Mr. Zheng, we are in trouble now. A 'Supervisory Censor' appeared out of nowhere today and wants to check Tiantai's torture records for this month!"
Supervisory censor, subordinate to the Supervisory Council.
Founded by Emperor Daqian, it was initially similar to the anti-corruption department, with low official rank and wide authority.
Anyone who can be an official in the imperial city, no matter how big or small, has some background. Either he is a son of luck, such as Jiang Gaoyi; or there is someone behind him, such as Scar Laoliu. No matter who it is, the Inspectorate will not dare to offend easily.
Even if you have no children, no one is an eighty-year-old mother, etc., once you offend someone, the implications are too great.
Over time, after the bloody storms of these years passed, the Inspectorate gradually became separated from the core official circles, and its symbolic significance was greater than its actual significance.
Everyone who is an official knows very well that it is enough to have this part of the Inspectorate, and it is not necessary for it to have any real effect.
Of course, Old Wei also knew that he had acquiesced in the mascot status of the Inspectorate for so many years. But one day when the Inspectorate needs to be dispatched, it is a gun.
How come you suddenly have such a strong presence now?
There is weirdness.
"Torture record?" Mr. Zheng, who was in prison for the first time, really didn't know that there was such a thing: "Then what?"
Scar Lao Liu said: "It's true! Lao Liu deliberately clipped the last page. That guy must have done it on purpose. He kept flipping through the thick torture account and didn't stop until he found Master Zheng's name!"
"I'm not..." Zheng Xiu just wanted to say that he was beaten once, but then he thought that that time seemed to have happened before the butterfly effect, so he asked again: "We found out, what does he want?"
Come to ask for money?
Mr. Zheng is not afraid anymore.
Scar Laoliu said with a guilty conscience: "It's written seventy-six times."
Zheng Xiu was stunned: "I was beaten seventy-six times?"
Why didn’t I know that I was being tortured?
What kind of punishment is this!
Scar Lao Liu shook his head repeatedly: "Of course that is false! Lao Liu, I changed the torture records as soon as I took office."
"I really have you!" Zheng Xiu gave Scar Laoliu a thumbs up and praised.
"Here's the problem," Scar Lao Liu said with a sad face: "That idiot doesn't believe it! He just wants to find someone to use it himself!"
Being sentenced in prison does not seem to be a surprising thing, but Zheng Xiu is a little puzzled by the fact that he will not come sooner or later.
but.
Zheng Xiu thought for a moment, nodded, waved his sleeves, and stood in the cell waiting: "Let him come!"
"Ah this!"
Scar Laoliu was just about to say that you, Mr. Zheng, will be beaten to death for your thin skin and tender flesh, when a shout came from the stairs below: "Master Chen, the supervisory censor, is here!"
Upon hearing this, Scar Lao Liu's expression changed, he struggled a little, and said anxiously: "No! That guy is out of line with the rules! Lao Liu will go to Lao Jiang for help! This is the territory of the Criminal Department!"
Scar Laoliu now holds the position of warden, and being able to renovate a small cell for him is already an achievement. Now I don't know who moved out the supervisory censor to investigate, and someone must be behind it. Scar Laoliu rushed in blindly without knowing the depth, and he would obviously become cannon fodder first.
So Zheng Xiu patted Scar Laoliu on the shoulder and smiled: "It doesn't matter, just let him hit me and I'll be fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Xiu suddenly felt that the way he spoke was strange.
Fenglifengqi.
The supervisory censor took the lead, and soon, several people came outside Wangtian Prison.
The leader was dressed in a splendid official robe, and it turned out to be Mr. Chen who was mentioned in the shouting. He looked about sixty years old, had a mustache, and a large mole on the left side of his face. The mole had long curly hair. He was thin and had a sinister eyebrow. He looked like a bad guy at first glance.
He was followed by several subordinates. The most eye-catching one was a shirtless strong man with a strange iron-faced cage on his head. Only his mouth and eyes were exposed. He was holding an iron rod with threads and stains on it. It was covered in blood and was obviously a torture device.
Master Chen, the supervisory censor, came up to take a look and saw that Wangtian Prison had been transformed into a small villa as exquisitely as possible. His eyes suddenly widened. Scar Laoliu's eyes flickered. Master Chen exclaimed twice and said with a smile: "You are worthy of being the Marquis of Zhonglie." , the descendants of the Zheng family are so majestic."
"Master Chen?"
Zheng Xiu looked at the other person, and he was very sure that he did not have this person in his memory. Maybe he was a minor figure in the past, but because Zheng Xiu revised history, he is now a supervisory censor.
Sighing softly, Zheng Xiu sighed in his heart that you have to thank me for being so majestic. But naturally he would not say these words, so he calmly opened the cell door, staggered his position and said, "Please come in."
Mr. Chen snorted coldly, but did not enter. Instead, he coughed twice, took out a confession document from his sleeve, and opened his mouth to read.
It is nothing more than a bright and righteous world. Princess Yurun died tragically, and the murderer was at large. Now the Internet is vast, and the truth is finally found out. The murderer is Zhonglie Hou Zheng Xiuyun. At the end, Marquis Zhonglie was inspired by the divine grace, confessed all his sins, and signed and stamped his name as evidence.
Oh haha.
Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows, a very classic way of subduing and turning into a move.
After reading the eloquent, thousand-word confession document, Lord Chen asked: "Zhonglie Hou Zheng Xiu, can you plead guilty?"
Zheng Xiu smiled and shook his head: "Not to mention that according to Daqian law, serious crimes must be sentenced in court and under the mirror. Let's talk about my title of Marquis of Zhonglie. To be sentenced to death, you need to go through the three-department trial. You have all kinds of procedures. I won’t say much about it even if you ignore it. Zheng just wants to ask, is there any irrefutable proof?”
"If you plead guilty, it will be irrefutable proof."
"Then I don't recognize it."
Zheng Xiu said matter-of-factly.
Master Chen knew the process and was not surprised. He waved his hand and said, "Thirty beatings with the stick! Let's see if you can do it!"
What a familiar process!
Zheng Xiu also wondered why the prison was so comfortable. It turned out that he was still used to beat him to death, but since he was familiar with Scar Laoliu, he didn't do this to himself.
A quick calculation showed that it was already the third day that Zheng Xiu had been admitted to Wangtian Prison. According to the procedure, it seemed to be quite timely.
Zheng Xiu then held the fence with both hands and prepared to stand and be tortured.
"Get down!"
Mr. Chen said angrily.
"The Holy One has decreed that as long as I, Marquis Zhonglie, am not in the court, I will not even kneel down. Do you want me to lie down?"
Mr. Chen slapped his head and seemed to have forgotten about it in such a hurry. He didn't even kneel to the Holy One. He had just spoken so frankly that he had used his official power. If Zhonglie Houzhen fell down...hiss, Mr. Chen secretly took a breath of cold air. Taking what he just said as fart, he winked at the executioner repeatedly: "Then stand! Stand and beat!"
The executioner, who was nearly two meters tall and covered with sinews all over his body, entered the prison with a stick in hand and stood behind Mr. Zheng with his head lowered.
Watching this battle, Scar Laoliu was frightened. This early morning surprise inspection frightened him. Did the other party really want to beat Mr. Zheng to death?
This meal is coming early and late, so why is it at this time?
Scar Laoliu had always thought that Zheng Xiu's imprisonment was just a show, and someone would release him sooner or later, but he never expected that someone would do it for real.
Could it be that something is really going to happen to the Zheng family?
Or is it going to change outside?
The executioner held the iron rod high, his muscles as hard as steel and with clear lines.
"beat!"
call!
The executioner laughed ferociously, swung his stick down, whistling in the wind, and greeted Zheng Xiu from behind.
Zheng Xiu originally wanted to use [Unbreakable] to survive, but he suddenly had a whim and temporarily activated his ability to use [Projection].
The incarnation projected on Zheng Xiu at this moment is [Macho Man Zheng Shan]. Zheng Xiu is facing outward, and he is not afraid that a few people outside the prison will notice the change in Zheng Xiu's temperament.
Snapped!
The crisp sound of bones swelling mixed with the sound of sticks hitting muscles. Zheng Xiu suddenly raised his head to check the raven's movements.
Some of the circling ravens almost noticed something strange and called a few times to Zheng Xiu.
Not much of a reaction!
feasible!
[Your body has been tortured and tempered, and your physique has gained a little experience. 】
This hard blow made Zheng Xiu smile. It turned out that it was really a punishment!
The combination of [Unbreakable] and [Zheng Shan] is like a macho man wearing a condom, like a hoop on iron, making it indestructible. Not only does this stick not hurt, it also feels like a big sword.
But in the eyes of Master Chen and Scar Laoliu, there was something different.
When the stick struck down, Zheng Xiu suddenly raised his head. It looked as if he was in severe pain, and his body straightened instantly, which was very miserable.
Bang bang bang bang!
The executioner carried out the order mechanically and struck with a stick, causing Mr. Zheng to lie on the fence with his back bent.
Master Zheng didn't scream at first, but at the sixth stroke, Master Zheng screamed.
"Ah~"
Scar Laoliu was dumbfounded. This rolling attack even penetrated his clothes and made his back red. Master Zheng could bear it so well.
"What a solid man!" Scar Lao Liu had tears in his eyes, feeling inexplicably moved.
Mr. Chen felt a little weird. Hearing this scream, how could there be a few ghosts?
"Slow down! Keep someone behind the stick!"
Just when the executioner was about to strike the eighth blow, a voice came from Wangtian Prison.
"Hmph! Who dares to lynch Marquis Zhonglie without the approval of the Minister of Punishment?"
Mr. Chen looked shocked! I secretly thought in my heart, didn’t I agree with this long ago? Where did this come from?
Scar Lao Liu was also shocked.
Who is coming again?
Why is Wangtian Prison so busy today?
Zheng Xiu was even more shocked.
Shocked and anxious.
He was having a great time brushing up his experience level, but only after being beaten for the fifth time did he think of shouting twice to show off.
Who the fuck is so ignorant as to bother me to gain experience?
A man with a sinister look on his face, but pretending to be gentle and generous, wearing a luxurious robe trimmed with gold, stepped up the stairs with long strides.
People came one after another, making the small platform outside Wangtian Prison seem a bit crowded.
I don’t know what Mr. Chen is thinking, but at least Scar Laoliu and Zheng Xiu were surprised by the person who came.
It's His Royal Highness the Second Prince!
The stick stopped.
The executioner will no longer use torture.
Zheng Xiu, who was idle, looked back at the "anxious" second prince and the "shocked" Lord Chen.
Is this coincidence a little too much?
You fucking used my flesh and skin, Zheng Xiu, to stage a cruel trick?
Isn’t it enough to just sing the oboe?
If I, Zheng Xiu, hadn't been a bit capable, these sticks would have really beaten Zheng Xiu to a good extent.
(End of chapter)
