I wish for a long time

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then began to struggle violently, but was still held down by the yamen guards and put them on the iron shackles, and then, amidst his hoarse shouts, he stuck to the red-hot copper pillar.

"what--!!!"

The tragic scream echoed in the empty cell, Ye Jiu frowned and picked his ears, "It's so noisy."

The yamen servant was quick-witted and stuffed a piece of rag into the man's mouth.

For a while, the howling sounded one after another. Ye Jiu glanced at the two of them lightly, and pointed at the dozens of instruments of torture placed beside him with a calm expression. He tilted his head and said with a light smile:

"It's been a long time, everyone, it's just right, I smell the meat today."

The remaining eleven people knelt on the spot and twisted their bodies constantly, especially since the smell of burnt meat really filled the air, they desperately wanted to break free.

However, the two rows of strong and strong government servants were not for display. Before these people could support half of their legs, they were discounted by the person standing behind them with a stick, and they could no longer get up.

Ye Jiu's eyes were as quiet as a pool of death. She pinched the white silk brocade handkerchief in her hand, and saw a leaf embroidered on both sides was slowly sanding, and the fine stitches reflected a light under the dim yellow candlelight.

She watched the yamen servants continuously bring up the daunting instruments of torture, such as tiger benches, nail hammers, row nail chairs, etc., and push people up one by one. During the whole process, except when the man with the mustache was chopped off his knee and splashed half of her robe with blood, She frowned slightly, the rest of the time, Ye Jiu's face did not have the slightest wave.

"Master Hou, Lord Hou, please spare me, please forgive me, I have not participated in it, I really have not participated in it!"

For some reason, a man broke free from the guards who were escorting him, and ran up to Ye Jiu, his muddy and blood-stained hands tightly clutching Ye Jiu's hem, crying, "Please!" Lord, spare my life, spare my life..."

Ye Jiu lowered his head slowly, looked at his trembling body, and smiled faintly, "Did you participate?"

The man nodded hastily, "Yes, I swear I never participated in it, I just watched from the sidelines, didn't get involved, didn't get involved..."

Ye Jiu nodded, tilted his head and asked, "Then do you want to dissuade me?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, he tilted his head slightly, and was speechless with his mouth open.

The smile on Ye Jiu's lips grew stronger, she bent down slightly, looked straight into his frightened eyes, and said slowly: "Do you think that just not participating is the heart of a Bodhisattva and a great saint?"

Her tone suddenly turned cold, "Let me tell you, people like you who stand on the sidelines and have nothing to do with themselves are even more hateful."

The man shook his head tremblingly, and said "no" several times. Ye Jiuzhi stood up and waved his hands lightly. Two yamen servants immediately stepped forward and quickly put a rope around his neck.

"Master Hou, Master Hou, please forgive me, I was wrong, I was really wrong!!"

Ye Jiu turned his back on his back, a wry smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "This person, he usually doesn't know his mistakes until his life is in danger."

"But at this time, what's the use of admitting mistakes."

She turned around and saw that the man was stepping on the wooden bench with his toes, and the rope around his neck had passed around the beam and was tied to the cell door at the back.

Ye Jiu sighed and shook his head, "In the past, you were indifferent to those women's miserable cries and begging for mercy, but now the owner of these voices has been replaced by your brother, I don't know if there is such a touch in your heart?"

The man was speechless at this moment, beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and fell on the side of the fat man. The fat man flinched, his knees were already sticky, I don't know if it was stained with brother's blood or Scared out of my pants.

"Master Hou, please give us a way to survive."

The fat man also has self-knowledge, knowing that struggling will only lead to a worse end, so he kept kowtowing to Ye Jiu, wishing to smash his forehead in exchange for his life.

Ye Jiu looked around, unhurriedly shook out a piece of paper, and gently slid his slender fingers over each name on it, "In the 19th year of Zhengyuan, the eldest and youngest daughter of the Wen family died of illness while being escorted. "

"In the 20th year of Zhengyuan, the eldest lady of the Xu family, a concubine, and her daughter died of illness on the way."

Ye Jiu shook the paper in his hand and sneered, "That girl is not yet 14 years old."

"The 21st year of Zhengyuan, the 21st year..."

Ye Jiu took a deep breath and twisted the paper into shape.

"Five years, twelve cases, 21 girls, tell me, let me give you a way to survive."

Ye Jiu raised his eyelids, his eyes were like icicles in March in midwinter, sharp and cold, as if they could pierce the fat all over his body.And the faint smile she had been wearing since entering the cell finally broke down:

"Then you gave them a way to survive again!"

Ye Jiu almost yelled it out, so that all the yamen servants were stunned when they heard the sound, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a few breaths, they dutifully raised the torture tools again.

The fat man flinched. He saw that the brothers beside him had been tortured so badly that he was the only one who was still unscathed. He had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Can't wait?"

Ye Jiu seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and asked kindly. The fat man in front of her had greasy tear stains on his face, two snot dripped down his face, and his face was blurred.

Ye Jiu didn't seem to care, and waved to the side, with a kind face on his face, "There's still a big gift for you."

The fat man raised his head tremblingly, only to see a yamen servant walking towards him holding a fishing net, and just as he was dazed for a moment, two people behind him quickly stripped off his clothes.

"What are you doing! What are you going to do!"

The yamen servants exchanged glances with each other, and they quickly opened the net, and with a few unscrupulous strokes, they wrapped the fat man tightly with the fishing net, and pieces of fat were forced out of the pores of the fishing net. There was an indescribable feeling. enchanting.

Ye Jiu applauded slowly, appreciating: "It's beautiful. If it is matched with Master Wang's craftsmanship, it will be even more beautiful."

After all, she turned sideways slightly, let out an old master who was carrying a cloth bag, and introduced intimately: "The famous executioner in Jingzhou, 'thousand cuts' is his signature, guaranteeing the ultimate experience."

The fat man went mad when he heard the word "thousand cuts to pieces". He desperately wanted to get out of the fishing net, but the roar in his mouth had already changed, and he could no longer understand the word order that a normal person should say.

Master Wang bowed to Ye Jiu, and stepped forward lightly. His face was flat. He unhurriedly drew out a delicate machete, roughly wiped it with two fingers, and then lifted the knife with his hand, very Quickly peel off the piece of meat that squeezed out of the fishing net.

After the fat man was stunned for a second, a shrill and thick scream resounded throughout the cell.

Master Wang smacked his lips regretfully, "It's 'thousand cuts', the more you struggle, the easier it is for me to strike, so you should save your energy."

The fat man couldn't listen at all, and kept wailing.

Master Wang seemed to feel a little pity, and he said a word of relief: "Don't worry, the little old man has experience, saying that a thousand knives is a thousand knives, and you won't die if you miss a knives, you can feel at ease."

The fat man didn't know whether there was sweat, tears or snot on his face. Before he could understand, the yamen guard behind him had already stuffed a piece of cloth into it to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

Ye Jiu glanced at him, looking at the paper in her hand that was filled with the names of the girls from various families, she pursed her lips, and threw it into the charcoal fire with her hand.

The sparks continued to explode, and the red tongues of fire instantly swallowed up the thin rice paper, leaving only a few ashes floating in the air.

Those 21 girls also completely disappeared along with the sporadic ashes.

Ye Jiu held the plain white brocade handkerchief in his hand, and gently put it to his lips, the pleasant cold fragrance instantly filled her nostrils, blocking out the blood in the cell.

This last one, she will spend her whole life guarding.

"Bam—"

The stool fell, and the hanging man jumped vigorously in the air a few times before slowly falling down. Ye Jiu raised his eyes slightly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"If you knew that someone would take your life because of it today, would you stand by and watch that day?"

……

When Ye Jiu came out of the cell, Ke Lu was standing outside the prison door, wandering around.

"Marquis Lin, here..."

Seeing Ye Jiu come out, he hastily went to meet him, with a worried face on his face.

Ye Jiu shook his robe casually, and said casually: "After finishing the work, take it to the mass grave outside the city, and then clean up the inside, it smells too bad."

Even though Ke Lu had been in the Ministry of Criminal Justice for many years, he was stunned for a moment when he heard Ye Jiu's indifferent tone. He hesitated, "Marquis Lin, this is not a trivial matter."

Ye Jiu glanced at him and said, "If anything goes wrong, it will be on me alone."

Ke Lu bowed quickly, with more confidence, "Don't worry, Marquis Lin, they won't talk too much."

Ye Jiu nodded, and then walked quickly outside the yamen.

Until she stood in front of the door on the street with people coming and going, and the dark door slowly closed behind her, Ye Jiu was finally in a trance, and almost couldn't stop.

She bent down slowly, put her hands on her knees, and breathed heavily.

For more than an hour just now, she was holding on with her will.

Even now that she is bathed in the sun and her whole body is in the light, she still hears the shrill howl and the strong and pungent smell of scorched flesh.

Obviously it has been backlogged for so, so, so long, but now she can't express the feeling in her heart.

She wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry and sore. She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't even pull the corners of her mouth. Even if she shouted, she couldn't yell out here.

The release after being suppressed to the extreme is always silent.

"puff--"

Her robe was instantly stained with a black bloodstain, Ye Jiu touched the corner of his lower lip, and lowered his head slightly, the bloodstains were reflected in the sunlight, making him dizzy more and more.

Ye Jiu's eyes were scarlet, he clutched his handkerchief, staggered, and fell straight forward.

At this moment, a hand quickly supported her shoulder, then grabbed her collar and brought her up.

Ye Jiu swallowed the blood surging in his throat, raised his head, only to find that the person in front of him was actually Xiao Qi.

"Brother-in-law, what's the matter with you?"

Xiao Qi looked at Ye Jiu nervously, and quickly moved his hand on her collar to her elbow to support her.

Ye Jiu grinned, with blood still oozing between her teeth, she shook her head lightly, "It's nothing, I'm happy."

Xiao Qi looked down at the inconspicuous bloodstain on her dark blue robe and the handkerchief tightly clenched in her right hand, frowned and said, "I didn't hear that the Ministry of Criminal Justice has locked you up."

Ye Jiu tried his best to adjust his breathing, and took the time to return to him: "Of course not, I'll go to work."

Xiao Qi looked at her slightly pale complexion, stared at the silk handkerchief in her hand for a moment, and suddenly said:

"The Criminal Department is not a good place, go to the bad luck, go, brother will take you to a good place."

The author has something to say: This chapter is slightly bloody and bloody...