Father can be an enemy to the country

I don’t know if Lao Liu’s beating had an effect, but in the early morning of the next day, Jin Yiwei got all those moves back.

The spies identified the few people who were tied up into rice dumplings and their mouths were gagged, and they reported for sure that they were the ones.

"There wasn't much noise, right?" Zhu Zhen asked.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, you won't notice the ghosts." Mao Xiang said with a proud smile: "These guys didn't pass the exam, so none of them stayed in the guild hall. They all went up and down the riverboats up and down the Qinhuai River last night. Yeah. We asked the female historian to give them some medicine, and they all slept like dead pigs."

"Okay." Zhu Zhen nodded. "Wake them up!"

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Wang Liangbi came to Beijing to take the exam for so long, and finally slept with Qinhuai's female historian last night. However, he was too excited and became a quick gunner.

He had no choice but to show off his rhetorical skills to the speechless female historian, saying that he just needed to lie down for a while and he would be fine. But who would have thought that before his skills had finished cooling down, he fell asleep.

He was very beautiful in his dream, but unfortunately, there was a "swish" sound, and a basin of cold water was poured down his pocket, which woke him up immediately.

"Grandson, what's going on?!" Wang Liangbi yelled and wanted to raise his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face, but he couldn't move.

Only then did he realize that he was being kidnapped. He hurriedly opened his eyes and said loudly: "I am a new imperial examination candidate and a future imperial official. Don't mess around, otherwise the emperor will not let you go!"

"Open your dog eyes and take a look!" At this time, someone scolded him viciously and wiped his face with a smelly and dirty rag. Only then did Wang Liangbi see clearly that he was in a cell. The lights were brightly lit all around, and behind several jailers with fleshy faces and a lot of protective hair, stood two burly men.

One was wearing a red flying fish suit, and the other was even more exaggerated, wearing a sapphire blue dragon robe, which could only be worn by princes and above.

Wang Liangbi's head buzzed, and he became even more confused. He bit his lip hard, it hurt!

"Stop biting your lip, you're not dreaming." A jailer picked up a whip dipped in salt water and whipped it hard. Wang Liangbi felt as if his body had been burned with a soldering iron, and he screamed in pain, which was heartbreaking. cried out.

Sure enough, I wasn't dreaming...

After he calmed down, Zhu Zhen asked in a deep voice: "Do you recognize this king?"

"You are...the King of Chu, right?" Wang Liangbi had naturally never seen Lao Liu, but his unusually majestic figure was very consistent with the reincarnation of the legendary black bear spirit.

"Yes, I am Zhu Zhen." Zhu Zhen nodded and asked, "Do you know why you are here?"

"Is it because students shouldn't stay in brothels overnight?" Wang Liangbi replied weakly.

"Still pretending to be confused!" Zhu Zhen snorted, and the jailer immediately cracked his whip twice, making Wang Liangbi scream and twist violently on the wall.

"That was the fight with the college students the day before yesterday when the results were released?" Wang Liangbi said loudly and changed his tone again.

"Keep beating!" Zhu Zhen narrowed his eyes, turned and left the torture room. As soon as he stepped forward, the crack of the whip echoed in the cell.

"What on earth did the student commit? Please tell me clearly, please let me be a clear ghost even though I'm a ghost!" Wang Liangbi was whipped ten times in a row, and the pain was so painful that he cried out in tears.

"Then let me remind you, didn't you notice that you lost something before the test?" Then Mao Xiang said quietly: "It's the little bamboo tube you hid in the pillow!"

"Ah..." When Wang Liangbi heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning, and he was stunned. He was so shocked that he forgot about the whiplash on his body.

"You know what is written on the piece of paper in the small bamboo tube better than anyone, right?!" Mao Xiang stared at Wang Liangbi like a hungry wolf staring at its prey and said, "Tell me, what are the test questions above?" Coming?!”

"Just ordinary... exercises." Wang Liangbi stammered.

"Ordinary? Haha, it's not ordinary at all." Mao Xiang smiled sadly: "That's a question from the undergraduate examination!"

"Tell me, who gave you this?!" Mao Xiang suddenly raised his voice and grabbed the whip marks on Wang Liangbi's left abdomen. Wang Liangbi screamed in pain:

"There are only a few arithmetic questions above. I just guessed blindly..."

"You're a liar?!" Mao Xiang punched him hard in the abdomen. Wang Liangbi felt as if he had been hit by a temple bell. He immediately doubled up and even vomited.

"I really don't know..." Wang Liangbi groaned weakly with runny nose and tears.

"Okay, I like tough talk. Only by being tough can we play longer. You must be tougher, and all the fun tonight will be on you." Mao Xiang said with a wave of his hand, and several Jinyi guards started to play with them in various ways. All kinds of strange torture instruments were placed in front of him.

"Boy, you must have heard about the government's criminal laws such as beating with boards, clamping sticks, clamping fingers, etc. Compared with those of our Jin Yiwei, it is simply child's play." Mao Xiang picked up Wang Liangbi's head and asked him to look at it. All kinds of torture instruments, he said with a ferocious smile:

"These are the eighteen torture instruments invented by our Jin Yiwei. How about it? You've never seen any of them, right? Don't worry, as long as you can handle it, I'll let you try them all tonight. Since you're so good at guessing, you might as well guess. Guess how many tortures you can survive tonight?"

As he said this, he ordered his subordinate Xing Baihu: "Introduce Wang Juren first, otherwise the hurt person will be stunned later and he won't listen to anything you say."

"Okay." Xing Baihu grinned, picked up a pair of iron shoes, and introduced vividly: "These are called red embroidered shoes. You must be wondering, how can this pair of black iron shoes be called red embroidered shoes? "

"Because before I put it on you, I have to put it on the charcoal fire until it is red, and then use the tongs to take it out, and put it on your bare feet while it's hot. It's like wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes. It's so beautiful. Before No one who walked through was unhappy and jumped up and down. They even shouted happily, and the shouts could be heard in half of Jinling City!"

After speaking, he handed it to his subordinates and said, "Here, warm it up for Wang Juren."

Sergeant Jinyi put the iron shoes into the charcoal stove.

Seeing that Wang Juren's face turned pale with fright, Xing Baihu became even more excited. He picked up a forehead-wiping iron hoop, licked his lips and said, "After talking about what you wear on your feet, let's talk about what you wear on your head. They have the same name. More elegantly, it’s called ‘looking forward to good times’.”

"Put this thing on your head." Xing Baihu brought the iron hoop to Wang Juren's eyes and asked him to look carefully. "There is a knob here. Clamp it with pliers. Twist the iron hoop once." If you know how to tighten one section, within three or four turns, the person's head will be split and his eyes will pop out. It's like he is looking forward to seeing through the eyes. Therefore, His Highness the King of Jin called it "Looking forward to good times" and also did it I wrote a little song——"

"It was said that the wedding day was approaching, but the deadline was approaching; the eyes protruded and blood flowed, making others tremble in fear..."

Xing Baihu shook his head, drawled, clasped the iron hoop on Wang Liangbi's head, held him straight and steady, and then read:

"Not only is your head dizzy, but your life is at risk; the iron bars are still being pulled to both sides, thanks to your ruthless skills."

While thinking, he turned the knob on the top. He hadn't even put on the iron pliers yet. He was just turning it with his hands. Wang Liangbi was already spinning. He was so distraught that he urinated and screamed: "Stop turning, I'll move, I'll move..."