The powerful minister's palm is reborn

Chapter 190 Interrogation of Ji Teng
The little girl was sitting in the carriage, recalling what Emperor Jianing had said to her just now, a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"Go to Tianlao to find General Sheng." The little girl told the driver of the carriage.

"Yes, the princess is sitting still." Lao Liu turned back, turned his horse's head and rushed towards the prison.

Jail
Sheng Jingmo looked at the man in official uniform standing in front of him, and waved to Cheng Fan who was beside him to show the letter that Song Ning knocked down on the carrier pigeon to the adults for appreciation.

Cheng Fan unfolded the letters and showed them to the people one by one, and asked softly: "This is the letterhead cut off by the princess today, please take a look at the handwriting on it, do you find it familiar?"

Everyone looked at the handwriting in Cheng Fan's hand, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes.

How could they not recognize this handwriting? It was always this handwriting that had been communicating with them all these years.

The shock in everyone's eyes naturally couldn't escape the eyes of Sheng Jingmo and Cheng Fan. The two looked at each other and smiled, and Cheng Fan obediently went back behind Sheng Jingmo.

Sheng Jingmo looked at the person in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "You should have understood what was written on the letter just now."

"This is asking if your master wants to kill you according to the previous plan."

"Now you have two choices." As the words fell, Sheng Jingmo waved his hands and asked his subordinates to bring their instruments of torture before the courtiers of Zhongwei.

Sheng Jingmo showed his finger: "One, suffer all the means of this general, and then wait for your master to silence you."

As he said that, he showed his second finger again: "Second, tell the person behind the scenes, this general can protect you from death."

Sheng Jingmo slowly put down his palm, and said softly, "Come here, burn the incense."

"After a stick of incense, if no one speaks, let them have a good taste of these instruments of torture."

"Yes." Sui Dazhuang led his men to place the instruments of torture one by one in front of everyone.

A sharp seat, a cross, a red-hot iron, a foot and a half long silver needle, small and sharp pincers, a soft cloth wrapped with a silver needle
Everyone's scalp is numb.

They entered the court as officials and lived a pampered life, how could they bear these punishments.

Sui Dazhuang took out a one-and-a-half-foot-long silver needle and inserted it into the red-hot soldering iron. It was burning red. Looking back at the trembling people with a gloomy face, he asked sharply, "I don't know if this red-hot silver needle can be inserted into a human body." I don’t know how many silver needles a person’s body can hold?”

"This general also wants to know." Sheng Jingmo leaned forward, with a hint of playful anticipation in his eyes.

Ji Teng's knees went limp and he collapsed to the ground, Xie Huijie's eyes went dark and he collapsed to the ground, and the rest of the people also trembled in fright.

The one-and-a-half-foot silver needle is as red as a soldering iron. If it is inserted into a human body, will that person still be alive?
Sheng Jingmo saw that these people were terrified, and there was a smug look in his eyes, and he said, "Don't be afraid, there are many instruments of torture that have not been tried on people, how about using you to test the power of these instruments of torture today? "

Everyone looked at the burning incense not far away in a strange way. When the incense burned out, it was when they were punished, and there was not much time left for them.

The waiting was particularly tormenting. The person sitting on the ground was sweating coldly as he watched the tiny incense sticks burn slowly.

Sheng Jingmo got up suddenly, went to the incense table and broke off the incense sticks, and said softly: "The general has no time to wait, let's execute the sentence!"

Everyone was shocked and opened their mouths slightly, but they couldn't say a word.

Sui Dazhuang waved the guards around him to tie Xie Huijie to the cross, and he took out the red-hot silver needle and walked towards Xie Huijie step by step.

"Don't come here."

Xie Huijie looked at the red-hot silver needle and backed away in fright.But he was bound, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't retreat the slightest.

Sui Dazhuang looked at Xie Huijie who was so frightened that he was about to shit, a playful smile flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Master Xie, next you should have a good taste of this silver needle, I think it should be good. "

"No, I beg you, let me go!"

Xie Huijie avoided Sui Dazhuang and looked at Sheng Jingmo, shouting desperately: "General Sheng, I really don't know who is behind it? All our contacts are in charge of Master Ji Tengji, we really don't know anything. "

Sheng Jingmo ignored it, and ordered the people behind him to tie the other doors to the cross, saying: "Execute together, they recruited earlier, and this general can also go home earlier to rest."

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Silver needles burned like a soldering iron were inserted straight into the shoulder blades of Xie Huijie, Lin Tao, Yang Zhi and others.

"Ah!" A shrill scream resounded through the prison.

A silver needle like a soldering iron was inserted into several people's bodies, and within a few moments they could smell the smell of burnt flesh coming from their bodies, and they passed out from the pain.
Sheng Jingmo waved his hand, and immediately two more silver needles entered his body.

"Zizzi."

"what"

Several people who passed out were awakened by severe pain.

Sheng Jingmo waved his hand and said, "Tie up Ji Teng too, and torture him."

Ji Teng knelt on the ground with a thud, and a foul smell came out: "General, the person behind the old minister is the third prince, and everything was done by the third prince instructing the humble minister."

"General, I can't help myself!" Ji Teng kowtowed.

"I have been an official for many years, but I have no ambitions and have stopped moving forward. The third prince gave me a chance. I can only hold on tightly."

As he said that, Ji Teng suddenly raised his eyes to look at Sheng Jingmo, and said, "There is also the former Minister of the Household Department who is also the third prince. It was with the help of the former Minister of the Household Department, Jiang Lin, that the lower officials were able to rise steadily and skyrocket. "

Shengjing Mo Jun frowned slightly, and took a step back in disgust...

Cheng Fan looked at the water stains flowing from the place where Ji Teng was kneeling, let go of his hands in disgust, and backed away repeatedly: "You son of a bitch!"

Originally, I thought that some tricks would be used, but I didn't expect to be so spineless, and I was recruited before I was sentenced.

Sheng Jingmo glanced at Ji Teng lightly, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

In contrast to Ji Teng's performance in the past, he was quick-witted and decisive, and he was even more secretive about his actions.

This time, abnormal!
Sheng Jingmo waved his hand, and the copywriter immediately gave Ji Teng a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Master Ji, please write down all the past with the third prince as evidence in court."

Ji Teng took the brush tremblingly...

Ji Teng made a confession, and the rest of the people stopped being stubborn, especially those who were tortured, they were even more obedient, and wrote down all the past...

Sheng Jingmo and Cheng Fan stepped out of the dungeon, and they took off their outer robes in a tacit understanding.

Seeing people coming out, Bai Qingyin got out of the carriage and walked towards Sheng Jingmo.

Sheng Jingmo looked at the little girl who was walking towards him for the first time and did not go up to meet him, but asked Cheng Fan who was beside him: "Do I still have the smell?"

He never thought that the majestic court official would pee in fright...

Cheng Fan sniffed: "It should be gone."

Sheng Jingmo is speechless: What is meant by should, there should be!
"Don't come near me." Sheng Jingmo immediately echoed and refused the little girl's approach.

"Give me the sachet on your body first." Sheng Jingmo looked at the sachet hanging from the little girl's waist.

The hollowed-out sachet with gold threads and silver strands will surely cover up the smell on him.

Bai Qingyin obediently took off her sachet and handed it to Sheng Jingmo, and asked softly, "What happened?"

Brother Jingmo dislikes these things the most, why would he take the initiative to ask for them today?

(End of this chapter)