The whole world thinks I'm a nephew

Heavy curtains deep.

Shen Zhuo's figure was slightly blurred by the candlelight, the man finished whispering, but Shen Zhuo asked quietly: "Is he really like this?"

The man lowered his head and said, "If you see it with your own eyes, you can't be wrong."

Shen Zhuo didn't speak any more, and lightly tapped on the table a few times with his finger on the jade wrench.

Now it was late at night, only this place in the whole palace was still lit with candles, but it seemed a bit insignificant at night.

After a while, Shen Zhuo waved his hands and said, "I see, you can go down."

The man lowered his waist and said yes, and he melted into the night after a while.

On the second day when he went to the court, Xiao Yu was ordered to return to the court. Before entering the capital, he reorganized his army for ten days, and then returned to Shen Zhuo at the court today.

Once he made great military exploits, many people came up to congratulate him when they saw him, but this Xiao Yu'an had a very surly temper, he was a master whom no one could look down on, and those people wanted to make fun of themselves, so they didn't like it anymore I went to look at people.

At that time, the carriage from Prince Lin Jingyun's residence was late, and everyone bowed when they saw it. Lin Jingyun was dressed in a court dress with black and gold patterns, but there was a slight smile on his brows. People dare to act presumptuously in front of him.

Xiao Yu'an knelt down along with the crowd, his eyes lit up when he saw him, and when the crowd had dispersed, he quickly stepped forward, shaking Lin Jingyun's hand slightly.

"The case of Chen Xiaoyu, I have seen... the prince—"

This man has been through the battlefield for a long time, his face is covered with half a silver mask, the rest of his exposed face is as deep as a knife carving, but there are still a few faded scars on his face.

Lin Jingyun said: "This time in the battle in Northern Xinjiang, the general won a big victory and he has not congratulated him yet. Today I congratulate him together."

The two of them knew each other when they were young, one was into literature and the other was into martial arts. Back then, Xiao Yu'an strongly opposed Lin Jingyun's efforts to help the sixth prince ascend the throne, but even though he was still stubborn, Xiao Yu'an never deviated from him, so The two are old friends.

Xiao Yu'an said: "If it wasn't for the prince who was willing to ask Mr. Chen to send the brocade book, I'm afraid that if I insist on going my own way, it will ruin the big event."

Lin Jingyun smiled and said, "The general is impatient."

The two of them were talking for a while, but they heard a eunuch shouting loudly in front of the hall: "Entering the court—"

So all the officials filed in, but when they saw Shen Zhuo sitting on the imperial chair with his dragon robe removed, they smiled when they saw Xiao Yu's case.

All the ministers arrived, Shen Zhuo looked around for a week, finally set his eyes on Lin Jingyun, and said to the eunuch beside him, "Give the seat to the regent."

Everyone looked at the nose, nose and heart, and dared not speak.

Lin Jingyun sat down as he said, but when Shen Zhuo called Xiao Yu'an's name, the latter came out of the line, cupped his hands and said: "Minister Xiao Yu'an, I respectfully wish Your Majesty the peace, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Shen Zhuo chuckled lightly, and told him to stand up: "General Xiao just took over the northern border, and he is my hero in the Eastern Qi Dynasty. I was overjoyed after hearing the battle report, but I couldn't take the general back to Beijing in person."

Xiao Yu'an clasped his hands together and said, "How dare you!"

Shen Zhuo waved his hands, and said, "This battle in northern Xinjiang has relieved my serious worries. The soldiers who fought to the death on the battlefield must be rewarded; but there is still one thing—"

Shen Zhuo paused and said, "If the 20 prisoners of war in Northern Xinjiang are all taken as pariahs, I'm afraid the treasury will be empty, and these people will not be able to support them. I wonder what you think?"

Not long after, a few people came out to offer advice. These people were either the ones who wanted to kill or the people who wanted to make peace, but they all spoke impassionedly. In the future, there will be ups and downs; and those advocates and advocates will call those people short-sighted and short-sighted. For a while, the two groups of people quarreled again and quarreled endlessly.

Shen Zhuo leaned on his chin and listened with a smile on his face, he didn't seem to be angry at all for these people, instead he put on the posture of watching a show.

These people had been arguing for a long time, but they didn't come out with any reason. Shen Zhuo's mood faded, and he looked at Xiao Yu'an thoughtfully: "General Xiao, you have been in northern Xinjiang for several months, what do you think?"

Xiao Yu's case said: "The innocent people in the war between the two countries, it is better to stay in northern Xinjiang to farm, and make a confession according to the number every year; but those prisoners of war can be sent to the army to suppress the remaining evil forces in northern Xinjiang."

"That's it." Shen Zhuo nodded, "Let me discuss it again, let's go back to court."

Go to the study.

Shen Zhuo looked at Song Yushi who was trembling and kneeling on the ground with a half-smile, his expression was gloomy.

Cold sweat broke out on the man's face, his hands trembled like sifting chaff, his face was buried deep in it, it seemed that this place was not the emperor, but a ferocious beast that could only skin him and tear him apart.

After a long while, Shen Zhuo said quietly, "You said you saw it with your own eyes?"

Hearing his question, the man put his hands on the ground, slammed his forehead heavily on the stone slab, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty has learned! This is all true."

Shen Zhuo laughed, and then slowly said: "Even I, I have to call the regent 'brother', how come you, a little censor, can see what he did and who he talked to, What did you say to that man?"

He was still playing with a jade pendant in his hand, this jade pendant was secretly ordered by the Song Yushi to be stolen from that jade lady, on it the word "Qing Yan" was thin and elegant, it was indeed Lin Jingyun's handwriting.

Song Yushi was still trembling, not daring to speak.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyes lazily, and then, he picked up the jade pendant and smashed it hard at Song Yushi's face.

Song Yushi suffered this blow, blood splashed all over his forehead, and he dragged the bloodstain and cried: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, what I said is true! I am wronged, I am wronged!" -"

Shen Zhuo smiled slightly, got up and straightened the folds of his clothes, and calmly said: "How wronged, I'd better wait for Song Yushi to have a dream in the future, and tell me."

When Song Yushi struggled and was dragged out, Shen Zhuo called Lu Qingyi and asked, "Has the regent entered the palace?"

Lu Qingyi said: "I already came earlier, but you were still angry at that time, so I didn't say anything."

Shen Zhuo nodded and said, "Then let's go."

Baiyu Jingzhao Prison.

The prison was full of dim and gloomy candles. The jailer led the emperor and the regent around a corner, and then came to the most remote prison.

The charcoal fire in the brazier here is burning red, but the prison is still bone-chillingly cold.

The jailer moved two chairs and waited for the two to sit down and watch the sentence.

The man on the rack had disheveled hair, his body had been severely whipped, and a piece of skin was blackened by charcoal. Unceremoniously pouring it down from the top of the head, the person on the shelf was so clever that the whole wooden shelf shook.

Lin Jingyun's heart skipped a beat, she turned her head to look at Shen Zhuo and said, "... who is this?"

Shen Zhuo's eyes were burning, he raised his chin to signal for the punishment, and smiled at Lin Jingyun, "How could my brother not know you? This is my brother's best friend, Yu Niang."

While the two were talking, the jailers in charge had already prepared a thick long wooden stick.

Shen Zhuo said with great interest: "What is this?"

The jailer replied: "Your Majesty, this time, it's called sandalwood punishment."

"It is to cut sandalwood into a sword, put it in a sesame oil pot and boil it for a few days, until the wood becomes oily and slippery; then take this from the person's body valley and nail it into the person's body bit by bit, Finally, it comes out of the throat, at this time the person can’t move, and he can’t die for a while; but the person has to breathe, and as soon as the internal organs move, he can’t wait to die on the spot.”

Shen Zhuo smiled and praised, "It really is a real torture. I am afraid that after using this, there will be no truth that cannot be uttered."

"Use it."