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"Oh—it hurts—I'll do it, can't I do it?" Song Mingzhe twisted his body in pain, trying to avoid the thin silver needles in Lu Xin's hands piercing his body, and the sharp little silver needles Knife, spicy and delicious sauce, sweet honey, and ants crawling up and rustling in the jar.

Lu Xin straightened his body, and said in an easy-going tone, "Who asked you to recruit, I didn't ask you to recruit, why did you recruit, you are really disobedient." He raised his hand, and naturally some of his subordinates wiped the whip with spirits and offered it.

"Pa——" There was a crisp sound of being hit on the flesh, and along with Song Mingzhe's miserable cry, a red mark soon appeared on the inner thigh.

"Oh, how could you be so careless?" Lu Xin stepped forward, with a look of pity and pity, and carefully wiped the wound on Song Mingzhe's leg with a snow-white silk handkerchief dipped in cold salt water.Song Mingzhe clenched his teeth, not allowing himself to scream again.But the pervert in front of him was actually full of tears, and the silk handkerchief in his hand was stained with blood, like a plum blossom that hadn't been painted yet.

Song Mingzhe's right half of his body was covered with various scars within half a day, and his thigh muscles were trembling for self-protection, probably enjoying the torture process.Lu Xin is like a sophist, if you recruit, he will say you made up lies and hit him; if you don't recruit, it's fine, please continue to maintain such a backbone.Song Mingzhe originally planned to stay up for a day or two, but he couldn't make up something random, and let's escape the punishment a few times first.No one plans to fail, but there are always plans to fail. Since meeting Lu Xin, Song Mingzhe's life has become so powerless.

Lu Xin optimistically believes that people's ability to resist stress can be continuously improved, and the tortured people will soon be able to find happiness from physical pain.

Song Mingzhe expressed objectively that some of the people who enjoy the treatment of dripping wax may really enjoy it a little bit, but he is not in the category of enjoying it at all.The sweat on the forehead slowly slid down, and the arm that was held high couldn't even wipe off the sweat. The sweat flowed down the line of the body and into the wound on the right side of the body, causing another burst of stinging pain.In the eyes are the blood splashed by myself, and in front of him is a pervert dangling around, asking himself back and forth, how do you feel about the strength, and whether you need to add three points of strength.Those who didn't know thought it was the massage parlor who picked the girls.

Song Mingzhe's wound was carefully scrubbed and bandaged. He sat up slowly from the suspended cage, held the iron frame with his good left hand, and looked down at the young and middle-aged man tied to the torture instrument below.

I remember hearing Xiao Yuchun talk about him and his affairs before. The court was very dissatisfied with the system passed down from generation to generation in Sima Prison. He wrote several times asking for it to be abolished. Then everyone found that Lu Xin treated everyone who entered Sima Prison equally, and had no party affiliation at all. Interesting, even if he greeted his dear old lady, he would just throw her out half dead, by the way, it was really disappointing.

It is really an existence that makes people vomit blood for three liters and can't bear it. The princes in the court were stunned and said that this guy is actually the most neutral in the court, the most loyal to their duties, and the farthest away from party disputes.He does not take bribes, he has a clean sleeve, he is very strong in dealing with the orders of his superiors, he adopts a strategy of not abandoning or giving up in the face of difficult households who insist on not recruiting, and he has a philanthropic goal that cannot be missed.Such a person is actually firmly rooted in the bureaucracy of Daliang. It is really a piranha blooming in the bad soil, which is unforgettable at first sight.

Based on such an evaluation, Lu Xin's year-end evaluations were all excellent, and all the officials were speechless, and those who had some minor problems of their own did not dare to report him.The roots of the Lu family are deep and leafy. What if Lu Xin, who left Sima Prison, becomes your colleague, your officer, will you still be alive?So after such a delay, the various factions in the court actually reached a consensus on Lu Xin's appointment as Sima Prison: just let this guy stay where he is!In the worst case, we should be careful not to let our unlucky children enter the gate of Sima Prison.

The unlucky boy Song Mingzhe who entered the Sima Prison was still gnawing bitterly on the cornbread, probably hoping to torture him for a few more days, so the food here is better than that in the prison in the capital, and there is a hard-boiled egg every other day.Song Mingzhe could barely move the right side of his body. He once asked Lu Xin if he could average his wounds over the surface area of ​​his body.Sure enough, he was flatly rejected by the other party. He wore a bronze mask, with his hands behind his back, and said in a fairy-like manner, "No, you mortals, how do you know what art is?"

Song Mingzhe laughed at himself, if he could get out of Sima Prison alive, he would definitely write an article "Day and Night of Sima Prison", where the lights are brightly lit, there is no difference between night and day, and they are washed like pigs waiting to be slaughtered in cages and sent to torture tools , It's about once every twelve hours.According to the number of people who can be tortured and Chief Lu Xin's mood adjustments, in general, there were people who originally tried to call for help, but when they broke their throats to no avail, they were also assimilated into the silent people in the cage.No one cares about the answer to your confession, the screams one after another are like malicious drumming and spreading flowers, everyone is afraid that they will draw a joke card for a moment.

When you hear the drumbeats are dense, the color will be delivered to your hands.

Among the several punishments, Song Mingzhe dislikes the ones that touch the water the most. People are tied to a rotating water wheel, and they spin you around in the water. People with a little less lung capacity will Choked several mouthfuls of Lu Xin's footwashing water.

This day was waterboarding again, probably because he was so tortured that he lost his head, Song Mingzhe blurted out, "At least a mortal will not wet the bed at the age of 12!"

Now that something is going wrong, it's like stabbing a huge hornet's nest naked, and there is no pond to hide around.This was what Master Lu was talking about with Song Mingzhe after dinner, and Master Lu, who was filled with righteous indignation, said that Lu Xin, a narrow-minded kid, actually kicked himself out of the clan because of this trivial matter.

After Song Mingzhe said this, he regretted it. He found a blurred light in Lu Xin's eyes.Lu Xin turned around and looked around. The white-clothed men under his command had already retreated, and only the prisoners on various shelves who were unconscious or moaning in a low voice would pant.

"Oh, you know quite a lot. Today I want you to swallow what you said. Do you believe it?"

Song Mingzhe bit the tip of his tongue, and before he could say a word of disbelief, Lu Xin thrust something into his right shoulder. Song Mingzhe raised his head slowly with a pale face, "You know, why do you always like to torture others? ?"

"Because you are inferior, you are afraid, you are afraid, you are timid, you are afraid that our eyes will stay on your face, you coward who kills a thousand swords!"

Annoyed and angry, Lu Xin spoke with a leather whip, and the leather whip soaked in salt water hit Song Mingzhe's body, and the place where it swept was full of burning pain, Song Mingzhe still refused to let go.

"Arise, hungry and cold slaves! Arise, sufferers of the world! The blood is boiling, fight for the truth! The old world is smashed, slaves, rise up! Don't say we have nothing, we want to be the best of the world Master!" Song Mingzhe sang loudly, and his voice echoed in the empty room.There was no response in the deathlike space. After a while, metal sounds gradually sounded around. Some people beat the iron cage with handcuffs and shackles, making a rhythmic sound, which catered to Song Mingzhe's singing.

Yearning for freedom, the voice of unremitting struggle.In the deadly darkness, there is resistance like a glimmer of light.

Song Mingzhe's throat felt like it was on fire, and his body was almost numb to the pain. After being stimulated, Lu Xin went crazy, beat Song Mingzhe with a whip, turned around and beat the iron cage in the room.

Yearning for freedom, the voice of unremitting struggle.In the deadly darkness, there is resistance like a glimmer of light.

The sound was getting louder and louder, like streams converging into the sea, once it started, there was no possibility of stopping.

Lu Xin's eyes were shining brightly, he held the whip and panted heavily, turned around a few times, and finally stopped in front of Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe closed his eyes in pain, he didn't want the last image left in his eyes to be a disgusting pervert.

He saw Lu Xin walking towards him with a whip in his hands. His figure was really delicate and his eyes were sharp.

"Is the person discovered here?" Xiao Yuchun led Xifeng around the ancient well in the backyard of the Song family, Xifeng nodded silently.Xiao Yuchun stroked his chin, studying the deep well where the drug boy of the Song family drowned, and whenever he wanted to go to the prison to see if Song Mingzhe was hungry and thin, he was dismissed lightly with a note that he was unsafe and could not visit.

The East Palace is missing, the palace is in chaos, some officials took the opportunity to speak out, the East Palace has no children, and there is a severe drought this year, these are all ominous omens, it is better to choose a county king with a strong child interest, so as to give the world a reassurance.

As soon as these words came out, the county kings who had kept their own law and order became restless, just like singing well in a song, they will always be in a commotion. Let the old lady and the younger sister inquire about the news in Beijing, and those near the water are fighting in the capital to pretend to be filial sons in front of the official dragon bed.

Three floors inside and three floors outside, the little eunuch who served the medicine couldn't squeeze in. As soon as he stretched out his hand, seven or eight hands came to grab it. My God, if I couldn't bring it up in a short breath, there was a cry that was more uniform than rehearsal, and the officials who were really good were going to be pissed off!

When Duan Wang and his son came to visit the palace, what they saw was the official's eyes rolled and passed out.

Xiao Yuchun simply did more work outside the palace.Everyone knows that Song Mingzhe of Baicaotang is close to him, and the timing of this knife stabbing in the back is actually not long after the disappearance of Donggong. The timing is so clever, and the pure as white paper boy will not believe that the two have nothing to do with each other , let alone Xiao Yuchun?

"Old man, half a month ago, shortly before the martial law in Beijing, did you see anyone coming here?" Xiao Yuchun personally asked an old man who was deaf, blind and toothless.

"Yeah, the melons and fruits are not as delicious as before."

"Recently, have you seen any strange people?" Xiao Yuchun raised the volume.

"The price of rice these days is too high. The rice in the past was not like this. The rice in the past was..."

Xiao Yuchun was helpless, and when he covered his face with a fan and was about to leave, the old man's son ran out of the house, helped the chattering, energetic old man into the house, and couldn't help complaining, "Why do you both come to ask me?" This problem, except for the children after school, who is free to play by the well."

Xiao Yuchun's heart moved, one or two, Xifeng has already swept across this street, and he wants to raise his wages when he goes back!As he was thinking about it, he turned around and saw Mei Yingqiu in black standing behind him, and Xifeng not far away was confronting several plainclothes Hei Meiwei who were obviously black.

Xiao Yuchun frowned slightly, this Mei Yingqiu didn't get in, she always obeyed the orders of the officials, she was always very polite when she saw her father and son, but she never said much.

"Master Mei?" Xiao Yuchun said indifferently. Although the official is sick in front of him, it doesn't mean that he will not be alive and kicking in the next second, so when dealing with Hei Meiwei, be cautious.

"It's just a small favor for you, thank you." Mei Yingqiu raised her eyebrows, and whispered something in Xiao Yuchun's ear, and Xiao Yuchun's expression changed in anger.

"Since I told you, hurry up and pick up the person. They have no basis to get the person in. If they don't come out now, the person will be gone." Mei Yingqiu shrugged her shoulders, and was about to leave when Xiao Yuchun stopped her .

"Thank you for your kindness." Xiao Yuchun stared firmly into Mei Yingqiu's eyes.

Mei Yingqiu sighed, "We have probably discovered the whereabouts of the Eastern Palace. After we find it... I'm afraid there will be another storm... Please..." Xiao Yuchun did not wait for Mei Yingqiu to finish, "I will definitely not disappoint Lord Mei."

On April 21st, Hei Meiwei discovered the whereabouts of Donggong and disguised himself as a commoner, but he had been dead for a long time.