The Hou Mansion has a basement.
Chen Kan didn't like to bury people in the garden or wells, so a basement that could solve his worries was particularly important.
In this basement, except for a few personal guards who specialize in dealing with dirty things in the Hou Mansion, basically no one comes.
Even Chen Kan rarely comes.
Today, Chen Kan personally stepped into this basement. One can imagine how strong the murderous intention was in his heart.
"Master Hou!"
Seeing Chen Kan enter the door, Zhang moved to bring a stool for Chen Kan, and then stood behind Chen Kan.
Chen Kan sat on the chair with a golden sword and looked at the several assassins hanging on the shelf in front of him, including the little girl.
After a while, Chen Kan asked calmly: "Who sent you here?"
As soon as Chen Kan spoke, an assassin spat in Chen Kan's direction and cursed: "Bah, you idiot, you'd better kill grandpa, otherwise your whole family will die when grandpa escapes!"
The other assassins did not speak, but looked at Chen Kan with hatred in their eyes.
Chen Kan waved his hand expressionlessly, and one of his guards drew out a long knife and beheaded the assassin.
The assassin's head rolled down, and the bodyguard immediately spat on his head: "Bah, since you want to die so much, then grandpa will help you!"
Chen Kan looked at the remaining assassins and asked calmly: "Who will be next?"
When several assassins saw that Chen Kan was so decisive in killing, they immediately closed their eyes and began to pretend to be dead.
Chen Kan was not in a hurry. These people were assassins, not dead soldiers. Dead soldiers could not pry their mouths open, but assassins could always ask questions as long as they spent more time.
Time passed by, and I saw that the assassins had no intention of speaking.
Chen Kan ordered Zhang Dong beside him: "Since you don't want to say anything, let's torture him!"
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dong immediately began to direct others to get busy.
Most of Chen Kan's personal guards were from Jinyiwei, and in the entire Ming Dynasty, no one was more proficient in interrogating people than Jinyiwei.
During the Hongwu period, even peerless people like Lan Yu and Fu Youde fell at the hands of Jin Yiwei, let alone a few assassins.
Zhang Dong quickly found the tools for torture.
First there is a sheep and a few stools.
Zhang Dong commanded the guards to untie an assassin, tie him to a chair, and then turn his head to place it under his legs.
The torture method of the Tiger Bench may not look very good, as it does not require the use of a knife or torture of the prisoner, but Zhang Dong has not yet seen anyone who can endure it.
When the assassin saw that Zhang Dong only tied him to a stool, he couldn't help but look a little shocked. Then he said disdainfully: "Guan Gu, if you think this can make Ye Ye surrender, then you are wrong."
No matter how much he cursed, Zhang Dong and Chen Kan remained unmoved and just continued to cook the next person.
Zhang Dong personally smeared salt on an assassin's feet, and then led the sheep over.
Then came the third assassin, who was fixed on an iron bed by two guards. There was a small pipe above the iron bed, and there was water dripping from the pipe, one drop at a time, right on his forehead.
The fourth was simpler, just covering his face with a piece of paper dampened with water.
The fifth had a sandbag pressed against his abdomen.
After the five male assassins were dealt with, only the last little girl remained.
Zhang Dong put the little girl on another iron bed, placed a copper basin under the iron bed to fix her hands and feet, and then gently scratched her hand, and instantly there were water drops dripping from the copper basin. The sound sounded.
Zhang Dong made good use of visual dislocation, making everyone think that he had scratched the little girl's wrist, but in fact he just scratched the little girl's hand with the back of the knife.
The skin was not broken at all, not to mention bleeding.
What makes the sound when dripping into the copper basin is of course water!
These punishments seemed simple and did not involve any serious violence.
But the real power of these criminal laws cannot be compared to the torture of Ling Chi and skinning and stuffing.
Because these criminal laws punish not the body, but the soul.
The mental collapse is enough to turn every strong man into a soft man!
After doing all this, Zhang Dong returned to stand behind Chen Kan. Next, he only needed to give time.
The first one to react was the assassin sitting on the stool. Within a few minutes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
His calves were padded higher than his buttocks, making it uncomfortable for him to sit no matter how he sat.
He struggled a few times, but after a pause, he began to twist on the chair.
"Kill me if you can, what kind of hero can you be if you use such dirty methods?"
"Chen Kan, you dog official, kill me!"
The man roared, but Chen Kan turned a deaf ear and just sat there quietly with no expression on his face.
Then came the assassin whose feet were smeared with salt. Sheep were addicted to salt, so they kept licking the soles of his feet. There were many soft barbs on the sheep's tongue. The extremely itchy feeling drove him almost crazy.
The man with the dripping eyebrows could still persist, but his heart was already filled with fear. He knew the allusion of dripping water piercing a stone, but he was not sure whether his eyebrows were as solid as a stone.
Then came the man whose face was covered with paper. He had licked a big hole out of the paper with his tongue and was breathing heavily.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Dong covered the holed paper with another piece of paper soaked in water.
At the same time, a sandbag was placed on the assassin's chest, which was pressing down on his abdomen.
As for the little girl, her face had turned visibly pale, and she looked like she had lost too much blood.
"Kill me, kill me, hahaha, kill me, please, kill me!"
The second assassin finally couldn't help the itching coming from the soles of his feet, and suddenly cried and laughed.
Along with the first assassin's curse, the whole basement suddenly became noisy.
Chen Kan frowned slightly: "Noisy!"
As soon as Chen Kan finished speaking, several personal guards came forward and stuffed their mouths with silk scarves.
Then one by one, they began to tell several assassins how they would be worse off than dead after enduring these tortures.
As the assassins listened to the guards' stories, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and expressions of horror suddenly appeared on their faces.
It is true that they are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that death would be worse than life, especially such torture. Their bodies can no longer bear it just from the beginning.
If this continues, their mentality will collapse sooner or later.
The voices of Chen Kan and other personal guards were like magic sounds filling their ears, constantly destroying their psychological defenses.
Chen Kan sat in the basement for a while, then turned around and walked out of the basement toward the backyard.
He knew that these tortures would take time to catalyze, so instead of waiting in the basement, it would be better to go back and stay with the frightened Chang Ning.
After all, Chang Ning is still pregnant with her child.
Pregnant women are the most likely to have psychological problems. Something like this happened again today. Chen Kan felt that Chang Ning's psychological development classes might have to be extended in the future.
Opening the bedroom door, Chang Ning was already asleep on the bed.
But the way she frowned even in her sleep made Chen Kan worried.
Chen Kan didn't mean to wake her up. He stretched out his hand to gently smooth Chang Ning's eyebrows, and then sat quietly in front of the bed to accompany her.
Time passed minute by minute and the sky turned dark without knowing when.
The maid who delivered the food opened the door, and Chen Kan waved her hand, indicating that he should put the food on the table and not wake up Chang Ning.
The maid understood, put down the food, and then quietly exited the room.
Perhaps because the smell of the food aroused the greedy spirit, Chang Ning woke up leisurely and saw Chen Kan sitting on the bed. A feeling called peace of mind suddenly surged into his heart.
"Husband, have those assassins been recruited?"
Hearing Chang Ning's voice, Chen Kan turned around with a smile on his face: "Not yet, Zhang Dong will try again, it will take some time."
Chang Ning nodded and asked no more questions.
She knew that Chen Kan would take care of everything.
Chen Kan didn't say much. He helped Chang Ning up and sat down, then picked up the vegetables with chopsticks and fed them to her.
Chang Ning took two symbolic bites, his face turned slightly red, and he said softly: "Husband, I can do it myself, and you can eat too!"
"good!"
Chen Kan took a few bites of the food, then poured a glass of rice wine and drank it slowly.
Chang Ning took matters into her own hands and put down her chopsticks after just a few bites of the food: "Husband, I'm full, what time is it now?"
Chen Kantou: "It's time to have a baby. Madam, please continue to sleep. I'll go see how Zhang Dong's trial is going."
Chang Ning agreed and lay back on the bed.
Chen Kan went out again.
But before he reached the basement entrance, he met Zhang Dong with an eager look on his face.
"Master Hou, they've recruited you!"
Zhang Dong saluted Chen Kan, the joy on his face difficult to conceal.
Chen Kan also showed a rare smile: "Let's go and see who is so bold as to dare to disturb Tai Sui!"
Chen Kan said this arrogantly, but he now has the qualifications to say it.
In the entire Ming Dynasty, there were very few people who could offend him or dare to offend him.
Even several princes were very wary of Chen Kan's methods.
There is no other way, now everyone knows that Chen Kan will retaliate, and he is ruthless and the best at scheming.
In the words of later generations, Chen Kan never talked about martial ethics and never acted according to the rules.
It's better to offend the real villain than the hypocrite, that's what it means.
However, Chen Kan was deeply favored by the emperor. Every time he got into trouble, Zhu Di would always wipe his ass. Who could not be afraid of him?
Chen Kan entered the basement first and heard the sounds of several assassins crying.
Of the six assassins, only three are still alive.
The three of them looked miserable as they hugged each other and cried.
Chen Kan glanced around and saw that the assassin who had been tortured by water droplets was lying motionless on the iron bed. From his frightened face, Chen Kan could guess that he was scared to death.
The assassin, whose face was covered with paper and whose belly was pressed with a sandbag, was also dead.
Only two assassins were left, crying and protecting the little girl.
Chen Kan came to sit down on the stool and said calmly: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"
