After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 123 Punishment
Along the way, Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang went straight to Dali Temple without stopping.

At the back door of Dali Temple, a guard wearing a police uniform of Dali Temple was already waiting for the two of them.

Seeing Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang approaching, he cupped his hands and asked, "Is it written by Jiang Xiu of the Imperial Academy?"

Jiang Zhao nodded and took out his ID card.

When serving in the imperial court, everyone will be issued a token of their own identity. If the token is lost, the imperial court will also punish it.

The guard took Jiang Zhao's identity token, carefully identified it, and after finding out that it was not a forgery, he took the two of them to see Lin Yongzhen, the Minister of Dali Temple.

The guard took the two of them to a room and said, "Two wait a moment, the younger one will inform the adults."

Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang sat down and waited patiently.

After a while, an official in a scarlet official uniform walked in.

Jiang Zhao hurriedly got up to salute, "This must be Mr. Lin."

Lin Yongzhen nodded: "You don't need to be too polite, Yunshan has already told me about your coming, and I will take you to meet Qi Bu and Chen Lianghan."

Yunshan is Gu Hongyuan's character, and most of the characters taken by the ancients are related to the name.

And Gu Hongyuan's word comes from "Hongyan can't bear to listen to it sadly, and the situation in Yunshan is just like a guest." '

Under the leadership of Lin Yongzhen, the two came to the prison where Qi Bu and Chen Lianghan were held.

As soon as Jiang Zhao stepped into the prison, he felt a depressive atmosphere rushing towards his face.

There are many instruments of torture in the prison, and some of the instruments of torture are even stained with dark red blood, which is obviously left over from the interrogation of prisoners.

On every instrument of torture, under the reflection of the candlelight, there is a chilling and chilly light.

And Qi Bu and Chen Lianghan sat in the depths of the prison, leaning against the wall and closing their eyes.

After staying in the prison for such two people, the hair of the two became messy, and the expressions on their faces were no longer the glory of the past.

Jiang Zhao asked, "Master Lin, can we torture the two of them?"

Lin Yongzhen nodded: "Yes, but it must not hurt your life, otherwise I will not be able to explain."

Jiang Zhao smiled and agreed: "Lord Lin, don't worry, I have a measure."

Then Lin Yongzhen left the prison, leaving behind Jiang Zhao and Wei Xiang.

Jiang Zhao lifted his clothes and stepped into the prison.

The two people in the prison heard the movement and opened their eyes.

Then he saw Jiang Zhao smiling like a flower, and greeted them, "My lords, don't come here without any problems."

Both of them turned their heads away from looking at her.

Jiang Zhao didn't care either.

Wei Xiang found a stool, wiped it clean, and asked Jiang Zhao to do it.

Jiang Zhao didn't play around with them, and said coldly: "Next, I'll ask, and you answer."

His face was stern, no longer the smile he had before.

But both of them didn't care, what kind of sparks can a girl's film make?

Jiang Zhao looked at Chen Lianghan and said, "Then let's start with you."

"Who ordered you to exile me for three thousand miles?"

Jiang Zhao quietly waited for the three breaths, but Chen Lianghan ignored her.

After three breaths, Jiang Zhao signaled Wei Xiang with his eyes.

Wei Xiang understood immediately, picked up the instruments of torture on the table and walked into the cell.

What Wei Xiang was holding was a set of silver needles, no matter how they were used, these silver needles were the most tormenting.

He grabbed Chen Lianghan's right hand with one hand, and was about to insert the silver needle into Chen Lianghan's nails with the other.

Chen Lianghan was terrified and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his strength was no match for Wei Xiang.

Seeing that the silver needle was about to be inserted between his nails, he shouted loudly: "I am an official ordered by the imperial court. Are you afraid of your Majesty's punishment if you dare to lynch me?"

But Jiang Zhao just said lightly: "It's not anymore."

Then let Wei Xiang display it.

Wei Xiang didn't hesitate, took the silver needle in his hand, and quickly and ruthlessly inserted it into Chen Lianghan's nails.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Chen Lianghan's screams sounded in the prison.

Jiang Zhao just looked at it indifferently, without any change in his expression, as if this was commonplace.

And Qi Bu in the cell next door turned pale when he heard Chen Lianghan's screams.

He didn't expect Jiang Zhaosheng to be white and tender, with a harmless face for humans and animals, but he was three points more ruthless than these men.

Jiang Zhao didn't call to stop, and Wei Xiang didn't stop the movement in his hands either. One after another silver needles were all over Chen Lianghan's hands.

Chen Lianghan looked at the silver needle stuck in his finger, and wished that he could pass out at this time, so that he would not feel the pain in his finger.

Although the ten fingers are connected to the heart, the pain in his hand is obviously not enough to make him faint, and he can only consciously feel the bursts of pain coming from his hand.

At this moment, his face was contorted in pain.

He who has been pampered since he was a child, has never suffered this kind of pain.

Only when he interrogates prisoners can he see this pain up close.

But he didn't expect that these instruments of torture were just one kind of silver needles, and they already caused him unbearable pain.

But looking at Jiang Zhao's posture, it was obvious that he would not let him go so easily.

After he calmed down a bit, Jiang Zhao continued to ask, "I'll ask again, who is behind your back?"

Chen Lianghan gritted his teeth and said in pain, "No one."

Jiang Zhao didn't talk nonsense with him, and waved his hand to let Wei Xiang continue.

This time, Wei Xiang grabbed his left hand and was about to insert the silver needle.

Having experienced the pain in his right hand, this time Chen Lianghan already had a shadow over the silver needle and struggled vigorously.

In the end, he accidentally touched the silver needle stuck in his right hand, and he grimaced in pain.

Wei Xiang took the opportunity and inserted the silver needle in his left hand between the nails.

Chen Lianghan's painful screams sounded again in the dark cell.

This cry made the guards on duty outside the cell shudder.

Unexpectedly, the young man brought over by Mr. Lin would be so ruthless.

But this is none of their business. Their duty is to patrol the cell and prevent the prisoners from escaping.

The movements of Wei Xiang's hands did not stop until Chen Lianghan's left hand was filled with silver needles.

Chen Lianghan's screams continued.

It added a bit of pain to the already depressing prison cell.

Wei Xiang stood up, condescending, and looked indifferently at Chen Lianghan's face that had become a little hideous because of the pain.

He has been looking forward to this day for a long time. He wanted to do this when he made things difficult for Jiang Zhao in the court of Kyoto Prefecture and put Jiang Zhao in prison for exile.

After finally taking this opportunity, Wei Xiang naturally wouldn't let him go easily.

Chen Liang was so painful that he was about to faint.

In order to prevent him from fainting and to feel the pain in his hand, Wei Xiang stretched out his hand and pulled out all the silver needles on one finger.

Chen Lianghan's eyes widened in pain.

But Wei Xiang will not pull it out so easily.

(End of this chapter)