People always think I'm a broken sleeve

Jia Chongming swallowed his saliva, and said: "Master Shaoqing asked the subordinate officials to go to Huai'an for a secret investigation. The subordinate officials think that these cases are nothing more than trivial matters, and the prisoners have already committed suicide.

It's meaningless to go to the Yamen to plead guilty, and then go to spy...So, Xiaguan... Xiaguan casually went to the Yamen to ask a few words, and then returned to Beijing..."

After Jia Chongming's words fell, Qiu Qingxi's anger came from his heart.

He slapped the table and stood up, furious: "I trust Mr. Jia so much, and entrusted Mr. Jia with the secret investigation. I didn't expect Mr. Jia to deceive me so much!"

Jia Chongming shrank his neck and dared not speak.

Su Bian quietly interjected, "This is not what I want to hear."

Jia Chongming's body froze, and he asked, "Then Lord Jiuqing is referring to...?"

Qiu Qingxi was also taken aback when he heard the words.

Then, Su Bian said in a calm manner, "What I want to hear is the county magistrate of Huai'an. What benefits did he give you?"

Jia Chongming's heart trembled, and he immediately raised his eyes to look at Su Bian.

He smiled dryly and tried to calm himself down, "Master Jiuqing said, some officials don't quite understand..."

Su Bian replied indifferently: "There are a lot of trivial cases, why does Mr. Jia handle these cases casually by himself?"

With just a few numbers, Jia Chongming's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After Su Bian finished speaking, he asked slowly, "Is Mr. Jia being too partial to Huai'an?"

Jia Chongming wiped his sweat with his hand, and swallowed heavily again.He took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

Jia Chongming said without blushing, "It's just...just a coincidence. Who knows that it happened to be the case of Huai'an County... If it wasn't for Lord Jiuqing, the officials would not know that it was all about Huai'an

What about the county case?hehe. "

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Su Bian in an attempt to ease the tense atmosphere in the room.

But to no avail.

Su Bian looked at him coldly, indifferent.

The corner of Jia Chongming's mouth was raised, and after seeing Su Bian's indifferent face, he silently retracted it.

As I said before, Su Bian can tell who is telling a lie.

Jia Chongming's eyes flickered, his eyes faltered, and while he was talking, he kept rubbing his fingers.

All these signs all show that Jia Chongming is lying.

But lying is also understandable.

If, like what Jia Chongming said, he thought it was just a trivial matter, went to the yamen to ask a few questions, and then returned to Beijing...then it was just a negligence

The crime of duty, dismissed.

But Ruoruo took bribes and colluded with local officials...

One capital offense.

Su Bian was too lazy to waste time with Jia Chongming here.

He looked up at the sky outside the house.It was dusk outside the house, and if it continued, it would almost be dark.

Su Bian looked away and stopped talking nonsense.

Su Bian said, "Come here."

Two guards responded and entered the house.

Su Bian continued: "Master Jia, please go to the execution room."

Su Bian accentuated the word please a little bit.

The two understood and took orders to step forward.

There are clear regulations in the Taiqing Court, stipulating that no prisoner shall be sentenced without conclusive evidence.

Su Bian had said this to Qiu Qingxi just now.

I don't know if Su Bian forgot, or because of other reasons, now that there is no evidence of guilt, he wants to torture Jia Chongming.

Qiu Qingxi couldn't help frowning.

But two seconds later, his frown quickly unfolded.

He glanced at Jia Chongming calmly and said nothing.

He himself violated the regulations today, and he has no face to accuse Mr. Jiuqing.

Besides...

Some ministers have to go to the punishment room to be shut down.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Qingxi, who has always been fair and strict and regards the regulations of the Taiqing Court as the first criterion, didn't say a word, and didn't even have the idea to stop him. Jia Chongming's eyes widened

, extremely unbelievable.

Jia Chongming had illusions in his heart, and with the last sliver of hope, he said to Qiu Qingxi: "Master Shaoqing, the lower officials will never confiscate any benefits! The lower officials are really wronged! And... and

And according to the regulations of the Taiqing Court, Master Jiuqing has no conclusive evidence of the crime, so the subordinate officials will be dragged to the execution room for torture... This... Isn't this an abuse of lynching!Master Shaoqing has always upheld

Selfless, never..."

Before Jia Chongming finished speaking, Qiu Qingxi slowly raised his eyes and looked at him.

Jia Chongming was overjoyed.

But before the corners of Jia Chongming's mouth lifted, Qiu Qingxi said in a low voice to the two guards behind him: "Didn't you hear what Lord Jiuqing said just now? Take it away!"

The corners of Jia Chongming's mouth froze.

Two guards immediately stepped forward, picked him up, and led him out of the house.

Su Bian and Qiu Qingxi followed behind at a leisurely pace.

Su Bian asked: "Lord Qiu, how many sets of torture instruments are there in the torture chamber?"

Qiu Qingxi replied: "One hundred and eight sets."

Su Bian asked again: "Which one is the most effective?"

Qiu Qingxi: "There are quite a few things that work, but... the details depend on Mr. Jia."

The two people's voices were not loud, and they just reached Jia Chongming's ears.

The tone of the two was calm and calm, but in Jia Chongming's ears, it was completely different immediately.

Su Bian and Qiu Qingxi spoke a few words, and after a while, Jia Chongming was so scared that he wet his pants.When they reached the gate of the punishment room, the two guards let go, and Jia Chongming's legs softened and he knelt on the

on the ground.

He sat paralyzed at the door of the torture room, looking at the cold and gloomy torture room with horror on his face.

Jia Chongming turned his head to look at Su Bian, and hurriedly said, "I'll say it! I'll say it!"

Su Bian was expressionless: "I am too lazy to listen anymore."

Jia Chongming was stunned on the spot, with a dumbfounded expression.

Su Bian stepped into the execution room first, and said, "Bring Mr. Jia in."

The two guards answered yes, then without a word they arrested Jia Chongming and forcibly put him into the execution room.

Jia Chongming looked at the torture instruments all over the walls of the torture room, and was frightened to the point of death.

At this time, the last hope and fantasy in Jia Chongming's heart finally disappeared without a trace.

Jia Chongming knelt down in front of Su Bian and Qiu Qingxi with a plop.He wanted to hug Su Bian's thigh, but was dodged.

Jia Chongming cried: "Your official knows your mistake! This official knows your mistake! - Your official should not have lied to your lord. In fact, the county magistrate of Huai'an gave you 1 taels of silver to tell you to open your eyes."

Zhiyan... the lower official couldn't bear the temptation, so he accepted it. "

When Qiu Qingxi heard that Jia Chongming took the money, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he was furious.

Su Bian had expected this earlier, so he didn't react much.

Su Bian continued to ask: "Are you only paying 1 taels of silver for these dozens of cases?"

Jia Chongming whispered: "It has nothing to do with the case... It's just that every time I come to Huai'an, the county magistrate gives me 1 taels of silver..."

Su Bian raised his eyebrows and asked Qiu Qingxi, "The magistrate of Huai'an County also has a rich father?"

Su Bian was a county magistrate in Ningxiang, so he naturally knew the county magistrate's salary.

The monthly salary of the county magistrate is already very small, and he has to support a group of servants in the mansion. After deducting the necessary expenses and the salaries of the servants in the mansion, there is not much money left at all.

The governor will go on tour once a year, and a small county magistrate will give the governor 1 taels of silver every year... Apart from having a rich father, Su Bian can't think of other possibilities.

Because Zhuang Duxin has a rich father, he can be so extravagant and extravagant.She also raises a lot of male pets in the mansion.

Qiu Qingxi shook his head when he heard the sound, and replied: "No. The magistrate of Shi County was born in a poor family, and his family was poor since he was a child."

Su Bian: "Then where did he get the money?"

Qiu Qingxi: "...I don't know."

Qiu Qing's voice paused.

Qiu Qingxi said: "My lord Jiuqing, should you report this matter to the emperor, so that the emperor will summon him to the capital, and then interrogate him personally in the Taiqing Court?"

Su Bian: "No need."

Qiu Qingxi was taken aback: "...why?"

Su Bian wrote lightly: "I will go to Huai'an myself."

Qiu Qingxi was stunned.

After Su Bian finished speaking, he turned his attention to Jia Chongming again.

Su Bian: "What else do you know, tell me."

Jia Chongming wept bitterly, with snot and tears all over his face, "The lower officials only collected money, and don't know anything else—"

Su Bian's expression was indifferent: "Don't know anything and dare to accept money?"

Jia Chongming's voice was choked with sobs, "Your official... I saw that the prisoner pleaded guilty voluntarily, and he did everything. He remembered the testimony in the case clearly, so...so I don't think it's necessary.

It's time to waste time and spy on it.It just so happened that the county magistrate wanted to send money to the lower official again... the lower official accepted it. "

Su Bian: "Really."

Jia Chongming was afraid that Su Bian would not believe him, so he knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.

Jia Chongming: "If the lower official has a false sentence, the lower official will be hit with thunderbolts and die!"

Su Bian looked at Jia Chongming intently, and after confirming that Jia Chongming was not lying, he looked away.

Su Bian said, "Come here."

Two guards appeared in response.

Su Bian: "Call Mr. An and the director to come over, and then continue the interrogation."

Master An is An Heqing.

The guard responded yes and stepped back.

The guard retreated, Su Bian looked back at Qiu Qingxi: "Master Qiu, is there anything else? If there is nothing else, I will return home."

After staying in the Taiqing Court all afternoon, after interrogating and reading Nao Shizi's file, Su Bian was a little tired.

……

Qiu Qingxi didn't speak.

Su Bian waited for two seconds, but before Qiu Qingxi responded, he automatically assumed that Qiu Qingxi was fine, turned around and left.

But as soon as he turned around, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Qiu Qingxi said with a serious expression: "No."

Su Bian: "...what?"

What doesn't work?

Qiu Qingxi looked serious, "Ministers in the court have a lot of prejudice against Lord Jiuqing, Lord Jiuqing must not go to Huai'an alone."

I thought it was...

It was this.

Seeing Qiu Qingxi's serious expression, Su Bian thought it was some serious matter.

Compared to Qiu Qingxi, Su Bian, who was the person involved, obviously didn't care.

Su Bian wrote lightly: "When the time comes, I will ask the emperor to ask for two guards to go with me, Mr. Qiu can rest assured."

Qiu Qingxi: "Then the lower officials will also follow."

Su Bian didn't even think about it: "No, you and I have to stay in the Taiqing Court."

Otherwise, who will read those files?

——Su Bian didn't want to read Naoshizi's dossier anymore.

Qiu Qingxi wanted to say something more, but at this moment, Su Bian suddenly said: "Leave these things aside for now."

Qiu Qingxi: "?"

Su Bian looked down and moved to his grasped hand.

Su Bian: "Master Qiu, can you let go first?"

As if he had just realized it, Qiu Qingxi's face became hot, and he let go of his hand in a jerk.

Su Bian nodded, thanked him, and turned to leave.

Qiu Qingxi stood where he was, lowering his eyes.

He stared blankly at his empty palm, dazed.

the other side.

Xiangfu, gazebo.

The sky gradually darkened.

Yue Yao stood behind Long Jingying and said softly, "My lord, it's getting cold, it's time to go inside."

Long Jingying quietly stared at the painting on the desk, motionless.