Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Hua Huaiyin's leg...is broken?

The thick book fell to the ground with a "bang", and Rong Mu looked at Chu Yuheng in disbelief.

Regardless of picking up the book, Rong Mu got up and approached Wei An's man: "There is no progress in the case, why did his leg bone break in vain?"

Being forced to question, Chu Yuheng's frustration was unavoidable: "I don't know."

"Your Majesty doesn't know?" Rong Mu smiled, bent down to pick up the book on the ground, and patted the dust that didn't exist on it, "Or is Your Majesty speaking for Wen Li?"

"How do you know it's Wen Lidong's hand?"

Putting the books neatly on the pile of books, Rong Mu's complexion was not good-looking, and he did not answer Chu Yuheng's question. When he looked up at the man who was half a head taller than him, Rong Mu spoke seriously: "Weichen wants to go and have a look."

The meaning of wanting to see it was self-evident, and Chu Yuheng took people to the prison again.

Along the way, Chu Yuheng also explained to Rong Mu why Wen Li was like this: "When Wen Li's country was broken, his compatriot sister who escaped with him died in northern Xinjiang under Hua Zheng's arrow. That sister's revenge is why she did this to Hua Huaiyin."

After hearing Chu Yuheng's explanation, Rong Mu's face became more condensed: "Is this what he dictated, or did His Majesty personally investigate it?"

Chu Yuheng looked at Rong Mu who was still angry when he got off the sedan chair, and wanted to stretch out his hand to tighten the loose cloak for him, but Rong Mu avoided it.

The outstretched hand was frozen in mid-air, Chu Yuheng clenched his fist and retracted it: "He said it himself."

"Your Majesty really trusts him..." Rong Mu sneered.

"But why would he lie to me?"

"Then His Majesty thinks that this humble minister will lie to His Majesty, so he sent someone to watch over him every day. No matter how many excuses he makes, His Majesty will not believe it?"

Chu Yuheng: ...

"I am not guarding you, but sending someone to protect you."

Chu Yuheng didn't understand why Rong Mu always insisted on this point. If he hadn't sent someone to protect Rong Mu, Rong Mu would have lost countless lives under the assassin's knife.

Saving Rong Mu's life was Chu Yuheng's bottom line.

Even if Rong Mu questioned it, Chu Yuheng would not make concessions on this point.

"Then I am now telling Your Majesty that it might not be General Hua who attacked them? If I remember correctly, when General Hua met an assassin, his hand bones were left with serious ailments, and he couldn't draw his bow at all. He can't wield a sword, so how could he walk through Yang with a hundred steps and take the lives of Wenli's sisters?"

"Perhaps it was his order to shoot."

Rong Mu stopped and looked at Chu Yuheng with meaningful glazed eyes, and soon he smiled suddenly, laughing at his overreaching: "It's the minister who is stupid."

Chu Yuheng is so willing to cover his eyes and heart for Wen Li, what else can he say.

Once again, they quarreled over hearing chestnuts, but neither of them said a word, and the atmosphere was extremely condensed.

It wasn't until he was in prison that Rong Mu's expression softened a little, but that was also when he was facing Hua Huaiyin's broken leg.

Hua Huaiyin was indeed seriously injured.

The man had already passed out at this moment, and his white underclothes had already become extremely dirty during the few days in prison, not to mention the blood stains below his lower abdomen, which were mixed with black and gray, and a large area was indeed stained red.

The whole person was lying on the ground, his complexion was slightly blue.

Rong Mu unconsciously bit his lower lip, and finally couldn't hold it back, he squatted down and lowered his head to lift off Hua Huaiyin's torn coat.

"Ah Mu, dirty!" Chu Yuheng wanted to stop him but couldn't.

Rong Mu didn't respond to him, but opened Hua Huaiyin's loose outer shirt to see the injuries inside were even more shocking, the scars from the whip were deep enough to show the bones, both legs were swollen unsightly, Rong Mu suddenly blushed Eye.

Wen Li was on the side, with a somewhat puzzled look on his face: "Your Excellency, you really don't care much, even Hua Huaiyin is like this, and you can still keep your eyes open, Your Excellency."

Hearing this, Rong Mu's thin body trembled.

Chu Yuheng knew that Rong Mu regarded Hua Huaiyin as a close friend, so he couldn't help being dissatisfied with Wen Li's talkativeness at this moment: "Shut up!"

Wen Li shrugged, and walked aside to avoid Chu Yuheng's inexplicable anger.

When Rong Mu got up and stood up again, the pain on his face had been well concealed, looking at Chu Yuheng who was worried about him, Rong Mu felt extremely ironic.

Even Hua Huaiyin's bloody leg bones fell in front of Rong Mu's eyes at this moment, as if reminding him that after entering the prison today, he would not be able to get out easily without shedding a layer of skin.

He just shed a layer of skin, and now Hua Huaiyin has suffered the same crime.

Now Hua Huaiyin has been severely tortured and injured her legs. If it is more serious, Hua Huaiyin may not be able to stand up in her life. What a terrible thing for a general.

After a long silence, the silence was interrupted by Hua Huaiyin's muffled hum.

Rong Mu came back to his senses, but he had to say that it was not a good idea to keep Hua Huaiyin in prison: "Master Wen, have you already convicted Hua Huaiyin?"

It was rare for Rong Mu to show his sharpness like this, and Chu Yuheng couldn't help but be surprised by his decisiveness at this moment.

Wen Li pursed his lips, and avoided Rong Mu's questioning: "Ting Wei is in charge of the judicial trial, and the Prime Minister has overstepped it. What's more, this is a prison, and the Prime Minister has come here a few times..."

"This official is Jieyue? It must be that Mr. Wen's written confession was done in such a way that the evidence is insufficient, or that Hua Huaiyin is not at fault at all!"

Rong Mu's last few words had a strong accent, causing Wen Li to stare: "You!"

"Mr. Wen, why should you be angry? Could it be that I was hit by what I said? If the evidence is convincing, Hua Huaiyin would have killed Mr. Wen by now. Why did he still need to be tortured and his leg was broken?"

The same interrogation of suspects, but Rong Mu was able to have a clear conscience, because he never privately lynched those who had not yet been convicted.

"Nonsense!" Wen Li glared angrily, "How to examine the prisoner is the official's business, so what has he got to do with the Prime Minister? Besides, his leg injury only looks serious, but it hasn't broken yet!"

"His leg isn't broken? Mr. Wen is annoyed that he didn't break his leg..."

Wen Li's interrogation methods were clearly exposed by Rong Mu, and even Wen Li's unscrupulous thoughts were called out by name, Wen Li couldn't help being out of breath, his teeth bared, and he was speechless for a long time.

He really wanted to break Hua Huaiyin's leg last night, but he passed out halfway.

Seeing Wen Li's violent reaction again, Rong Mu is sure that Hua Huaiyin is [-]% likely to be innocent.

For a moment, the situation of the two was completely reversed, and Rong Mu calmed down instead.

It can be heard that Li's provocative meaning is still obvious: "Prime Minister Zhilan Yushu, what do you understand about this prison?"

"Master Wen, if you say that I don't understand? Then you are very wrong."

The light coming in from the small window of the dungeon softened Rong Mu's profound side face, and the bloody smell mixed with the dust flying under the light, as if he had returned to the time when he was just serving as a cook in the palace five years ago.

At that time, he first entered the court as an official, but because of his unclear family background, he was framed as a spy in the court and thrown into prison.

Leather whips, strong salt water, as long as he is awake, they will be used on him continuously.

So it was a joke for Wen Li to say that he didn't understand these things.

"This officer is most familiar with this punishment, but a cowhide whip wearing a sharp bronze vessel can damage a person's skin and bones in just a few lashes; If the prisoner pleads guilty, then forget it, if he does not plead guilty...then he will be whipped until he hangs with his last breath, life would be worse than death."

In the filthy square inch prison, the man in white has a particularly sharp demeanor. There seems to be suppressed emotions, mixed with depression and tiredness that don't seem to be the past.

Chu Yuheng's pulse was restless, he had already sensed that something was wrong with Rong Mu.

What Rong Mu said was too true.

The pain of the copper whip and the thorn of the thick salt water, he described them vividly and delicately, as if... this person had suffered it himself.