Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 40 Interrogation Methods

"Dogs, try harder! The whip hit your grandfather and me, as if we hadn't eaten."

The strong man who was being interrogated by whipping shouted arrogantly.

The door of the interrogation room was not closed. The strong man saw Zhao Wujiang and the Minister of Rites drinking tea outside the door, and he shouted arrogantly:

"Hey, grandpa, I said, the two dog officials outside the door, ah, the people under your command have not eaten, and you can see that you are full. Do you want to come up and beat your grandpa and me? Haha."

Zhao Wujiang glanced sideways, and continued to drink tea calmly. He wanted to let some cheating candidates hang out for a while to give them some psychological pressure.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites slapped the table heavily, and glared at Wailang, the member of the Ministry of Punishment:
"Is there no one in your criminal department? Do you want to transfer someone from the official ritual department?"

"Here, little man. Let's go now." Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of punishment, bowed, not daring to read the official book of the Ministry of Rites.

He rolled up his sleeves, walked towards the strong man, took the whip from the little official, and slapped the strong man hard.

The strong man suffered from the pain and did not beg for mercy, but laughed and kept sarcasm.

"Say, where is your accomplice hiding? Tell me or not, ah, tell me!" The member of the Ministry of Punishment, Wailang, had a grim expression on his face, and glanced at the Minister of Rites who was still angry from time to time, and he whipped harder and harder.

"Talk about your mother, haha, it's not impossible for my uncle to tell you.

Let the kid who is drinking tea outside come in, let grandpa play with me, and when I am happy, I will naturally say, hahaha. "

Wai Lang, a member of the criminal department, had frightened eyes, he had seen Zhao Wujiang's power, he was afraid that Zhao Wujiang would be angry when he heard this, and punish him together.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the whip made a whistling sound, and when it hit the strong man, there was a bloodstain immediately.

The tool dog of the Ministry of Punishment smelled the smell of blood and barked wildly.

A few cheating candidates were outside the interrogation room, shivering, wondering whether they would be interrogated like this later.

"Dog officer drinking tea, grandpa, I really want to try a scholar with thin skin and tender flesh like you, haha, don't be afraid, come in, grandpa, I will be very gentle, haha." The strong man was covered in blood, but kept shouting , looks like a hob meat.

Wailang, a member of the punishment department, trembled in his heart, and roared angrily, "Fit the punishment whip with steel needles."

"I'll do it." Zhao Wujiang's eyes flashed coldly, and he slowly put down the teacup.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites was ashamed and angry, Zhao Wujiang wanted to come in person?Although he is a scholar, he has some talents, but what kind of interrogation can he understand?
Zhao Wujiang took out the medicine bottle from the medicine box, various medicine powders were continuously fused, and finally combined into a pile of taupe medicine powder.

He took the powder and walked into the interrogation room, and ordered the little official to pour it on the strong man.

"Haha, you dog official, are you trying to poison me, grandpa?"

"Poisoned your grandfather and me, you can't catch anyone else."

"Don't worry, this is the medicine I prepared, it won't kill you." Zhao Wujiang said indifferently with a cold expression.

Several petty officials and Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, were taken aback, medicine?What's the use of interrogating this thing?

But soon, the strong man's expression changed drastically, and his face quickly became rosy as if congested with blood.

The strong man looked ferocious, and wanted to release it, but there was nowhere to vent it. His body was like a scorching flame, and severe pain swept through his body.

"My... my lord, I know I was wrong, I was really wrong."

The strong man trembled and opened his mouth. He tried to break free from the chain, but the chain kept shaking and rattled.

Outside the door, Minister of Rites heard the movement, stood up suspiciously, and walked towards the interrogation room. As soon as he approached the interrogation room, he heard a heart-piercing roar from inside.

"My lord, they are hiding in... ah! Don't... ah, go away, my lord, I say they are hiding... ah!"

What's going on inside?
The Minister of Rites trembled, and hurriedly took a step back.

He heard Zhao Wujiang's majestic and fierce voice again: "My lord doesn't want to hear it now!"

"Ah! Tongfu Inn is Tongfu Inn, my lord, Tongfu... ah..."

The expressions of the people outside the door became more and more frightened, and they became more and more in awe of Zhao Wujiang, thinking that they must not offend him.

The cheating candidates waiting to be interrogated squatted in the corner with their heads in their arms, their bodies trembling constantly.

The sound lasted for nearly half a cup of tea before slowly stopping.

While everyone outside the door was staring, the door of the interrogation room was opened, and Zhao Wujiang walked out calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Wujiang asked.

Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and several minor officials hurriedly looked away, and the examinees who were waiting to be interrogated were even more deeply buried in their heads.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the solemn and sluggish Minister of Rites, and was about to reach out to shake him awake.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the Minister of Rites hurriedly backed away, as if Zhao Wujiang's hands were the most terrifying things in the world.

When he opened the door of the interrogation room, he saw the strong man bound by iron chains trembling in despair, his clothes torn, and claw marks all over his body.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites staggered and almost fell, Zhao Wujiang was going to help him, but he hurriedly dodged away.

"Zhao...Zhao...Master Zhao...my lord, I, I...I'll come...come!" The Minister of Rites got up and hurriedly walked to his seat.

"What are you guys doing blankly? Didn't you hear what the people inside said just now? The others are hiding in the Tongfu Inn." Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice.

"Hurry up, go! Go catch people..."

Wailang, a member of the punishment department suppressed his fear, quickly ordered a few small officials, and then bowed to Zhao Wujiang:

"A lot... Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Wujiang nodded, and turned his head to look at the candidates squatting in the corner shivering.

"You guys who cheated in the imperial examination..."

Before Zhao Wujiang finished speaking, a candidate fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed and said, "I know my mistakes, I shouldn't cheat in the imperial examination, I hope adults will read that this is my first offence, please let me go."

This examinee spoke very fast, afraid that Zhao Wujiang would not give him a chance to speak.

"Xiaosheng shouldn't cheat. He is willing to accept punishment. He just asks that the adults will hold his hands high."

"I didn't want to cheat at first, but I regretted listening to their slander. My lord, my lord, please forgive me."

"..."

Each examinee said everything that should be said and should not be said like beans poured into a bamboo tube. They looked at Zhao Wujiang's indifferent and majestic face, and their hearts trembled.

When Zhao Wujiang walked up to the candidate who cheated in the examination room of the Mingjing Department, he stopped and stared at the candidate like a torch:

"What's your name"

(End of this chapter)