such as Yue Linyuan

Let the guards of Dongchang check Fang Benhe and other officials of the Ministry of Rites, just for Chu Yuelei to see. In fact, Si Yuanting had already let Huangfu and other dead waiters check it out in secret long before. .

In the afternoon, Chu Yuelei called Si Yuanting into the palace for questioning. Chu Yuelei did not expect the matter to come to this point, but when Si Yuanting reported to him again that Chu Yuezhi had been locked in the interrogation room For most of the day, he felt a little more at ease with Si Yuanting.Chu Yuezhi was invited to Dongchang last night, he naturally got the news at that time, but Chu Yuezhi stayed with Si Yuanting for one night, and Si Yuanting asked for leave and did not participate in the morning court, although he was there after the morning court ended The people who were placed in the East Factory reported back and forth that Si Yuanting had locked Chu Yuezhi into the interrogation room early in the morning, but he also knew that Si Yuanting had dealt with one of his eyeliners, which always made him feel unhappy.

But after Si Yuanting was called into the palace, he knelt down in front of him, and told him that Chu Yuezhi was still locked up, and said that in the past two days, because Fang Zhili's wife and the head of the Ministry of Rites, Jiang Sheng, had made too much noise, the common people His attention was diverted, so in private, people stepped up arrangements to prove that Chu Yuezhi was inseparable from Fang Zhili's death.

Chu Yuelei didn't think that Si Yuanting could still have any old feelings for Chu Yuezhi, and seeing that Si Yuanting knew that Chu Yuezhi was afraid of the dark and narrow place, but still locked him in the interrogation room, the suspicion that was originally born came back. It faded a little.

When he was still a prince, Chu Yuelei knew that whether he was a courtier or a commoner, life and death depended only on the whim of the superior. The emperor was the son of heaven and the absolute ruler of the Daheng Kingdom. See what the emperor means.If the emperor wants to be innocent, then even if the criminal commits a crime in the street, the real culprit must be someone else; The so-called ironclad evidence to convict.

So what if black and white are turned upside down, and this is the power that the superiors hold in their hands. Throughout the dynasties and dynasties, how many kings really care about the lives of their subjects and people?Unjust cases have not only never stopped, but will only increase in the future.The truth is in the minds of those in power and never matters.

Since ancient times, kings and ministers have had to die, but right now, Chu Yuelei wants Chu Yuezhi to die, so even if Chu Yuezhi has nothing to do with Fang Zhili's death, he must see that Chu Yuezhi is killing Fang Zhili. The ironclad evidence of Fang Zhili's mastermind.What's more, now that the case has developed, he absolutely believes that Chu Yuezhi has nothing to do with these matters.

"Si Aiqing, Fang Benhe and the Ministry of Rites can check it out, and you can also clean it up according to your wishes, but how to deal with this emperor's younger brother, whether he should get out of this case safely or not, must be done according to my wishes , do you understand?" Chu Yuelei got up from the dragon chair and walked down the steps slowly, his words filled with undisguised killing intent.

"I understand." Si Yuanting was still kneeling on the ground, his tone was calm and undisturbed.

Walking in front of Si Yuanting, Chu Yuelei raised his foot and hooked Si Yuanting's chin with his toes, causing him to raise his head to face him, and said, "I heard that Si Aiqing got angry today and wanted to take a guard as a guard. Male favorite."

Even though he raised his head, Si Yuanting still lowered his eyes halfway, looked down at the floor tiles, and replied flatly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Those who are disobedient can be killed. Why get angry? Could it be that Si Aiqing's anger was actually for me to see." Chu Yuelei looked at Si Yuanting's face, which was still charming even though his expression was indifferent. Face, I really like it in my heart, there are many beauties in his harem, but none of them can compare to the face of his boss Yuan Ting.

"I don't dare. I can only rely on His Majesty's grace to be able to have today." Si Yuanting clearly felt Chu Yuelei's lingering eyes on his face. Over the years, he was often looked at by Chu Yuelei like this. It was unscrupulous and extremely viscous and obscene eyes, and he could completely imagine what Chu Yuelei wanted to do to him.

"As long as Si Aiqing remembers." Chu Yuelei withdrew his foot, but leaned over and clasped Si Yuanting's chin with his hand, rubbed the corner of Si Yuanting's delicate mouth with his thumb, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Si Aiqing may It's been a long time since I went to bed, and I really miss Si Aiqing's appearance when she was in bed. Si Aiqing couldn't smile at me for so many years, and only when the corners of her mouth were cracked when she was in bed would she show a bit of what a beauty should be Since Si Aiqing still remembers the grace bestowed by me, she must also remember how I rewarded her."

The eyelashes of Si Yuanting's eyes trembled almost imperceptibly, before Jing Mo Sixu replied: "Chen, I dare not forget."

"Excellent. After this case is settled, I will call Si Aiqing into the palace to serve as a servant, so that Si Aiqing can recover her skills." Rubbing the corners of Si Yuanting's mouth red, Chu Yuelei's eyes showed strangeness Excited, "This person, you have to train him from time to time to deepen his memory, otherwise he will easily forget his origin."

Bowing down and kowtowing, Si Yuanting kowtowed to Chu Yuelei in an emotionless voice like countless times in the past: "Servant, thank you for your majesty's grace."

He could never refuse. When he accepted the secret order, he knew what he was going to face in the future.

In front of the imperial power, after all, he was just a eunuch so lowly that he was even worse than a beast.

When they returned to the East Factory, the guard who took the order handed over the complaint written by Jiang Sheng, and reported: "Master, the person has been sent to the dark room."

After receiving the complaint, Si Yuanting asked, "Have you cut it clean?"

"After the master of the knife knew that the governor had ordered the delivery, he cut everything cleanly with the knife. The master of the knife, please rest assured the governor. Although the death rate of all the cuts is high, people will not die at this time. If it is lost, it can be supported until the governor finishes training." The guard said, the master of the sword has decades of experience, and the number of times of holding the sword is not tens of thousands, but thousands of times. What kind of eunuch do you want.

"En." Si Yuanting nodded slightly, and said while walking to the aisle leading to the dark room: "Go to the interrogation room and stare at Lin Zhifei, it's time for her to recruit."

"Yes, Lord Governor." The guard looked carefully at Si Yuanting's extremely stern face after he came back from the palace, and finally said one more sentence: "Master An, Prince An is very quiet in the interrogation room, do you want to..."

"Shut up, the governor has his own plans for the rest." Si Yuanting kept walking, but the coercion emanating from his body became even more compelling.

The guards took orders, and they didn't dare to follow, so they went directly to the interrogation room to continue guarding Lin Zhifei.

The darkroom is on the basement floor, and after Si Yuanting went down, he walked through a long corridor before finally arriving at the darkroom built by an unknown generation of governor of the East Factory.

Eyeliner, who lost most of his life after being castrated, was hanged by two iron chains hanging from the top of the dark room. Although he was already unconscious, when he saw Si Yuanting walk into the dark room, he was completely naked. The eyeliner whose lower body had temporarily stopped bleeding still began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Are you afraid?" First, after washing his hands in front of the washbasin prepared earlier, Si Yuanting dried his hands, picked a whip with a barb at random from the wall covered with various instruments of torture, and held it in his hand. After weighing it up, he walked up to the eyeliner and said, "It's nothing, you won't die before dawn tomorrow."

Looking at Si Yuanting in fear, his eyeliner struggled in vain, but because of the severe pain in his lower body, he couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy, only panting in pain.

Si Yuan raised his hand and whipped out a whip, and the whip, which was full of barbs and soaked in salt water, fell on the eyeliner, and immediately brought out a bloody welt.

Those red phoenix eyes that were charming were full of cruelty and hostility at the moment, Si Yuanting whipped one whip after another, amidst the painful wailing of the eyeliner, he said unhurriedly: "Scream, shout loudly!" Do you know how great a gift it is to be able to scream?"

In pain, fear, humiliation, being able to scream out is not everyone's right, some people can't even scream out.

Not only can't call, but also thank you, and then live.

"Therefore, there is no misfortune out of desire for profit, no sorrow out of sorrow, no ugliness before humiliation, and no more criticism than imperial punishment. There are countless people who have survived punishment, and it is not a lifetime, and it has never been far away." Si Yuan Every time he whipped a whip, he would read a sentence, which was "Bao Ren An Shu" written by Sima Qian who had been castrated to a friend. When he was young, he couldn't understand the grief and anger in Sima Qian's heart, but when he accepted the same fate, he was young. Year after year, he has already understood every word and every sentence in it, and he has festered hopelessly in the purgatory where life is worse than death.

"...So those who forbear to live, hide in the dung and refuse to give up, have endless hatred for selfishness..."

Eyeliner's hoarse cry echoed in the dark room, Si Yuanting's eyes were red, and he was beaten until bloody.

"...and it is not easy to live under the burden, and there are many slanderous comments. The servant encountered this disaster with spoken words, and was laughed at by the village party. He insulted the ancestors. How can he return to the tomb of his parents? Although he has been through a hundred generations, It's so dirty!"

He cannot die, because his ideals and aspirations have not yet been realized. No matter how much insults he endures, whether he is slandered or talked about by officials, gentlemen, or common people, he will continue to live until the Daheng Kingdom is cleared. corruption, and will support the throne of God until the wise people who are dedicated to the country and the people.

The wailing in the dark room sounded all night, when there was no more sound, Si Yuanting stood in front of the washbasin and washed his hands again, using clean water to wash away the blood on his hands. Behind him, the body that was finally placed on the wooden horse was completely changed. Not in human form.

Before leaving the dark room, Si Yuanting stood at the door of the dark room and looked at the corpse. All he could smell in his nose was a strong smell of blood, which was also mixed with a faint foul smell. He stood indifferently at the door until the tyranny on his body faded away. Si Yuanting leaned against the wall and bent down, and then he vomited violently.

After not eating for a long time, Ling Si Yuanting couldn't vomit anything at all, and what he really vomited in the end was only a bit of sour and bitter water.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, Si Yuanting returned to normal, threw the handkerchief away and turned to leave.

Coming out of the basement, the guards had been waiting for a long time.

Under the dim candlelight, half of Si Yuanting's body was hidden in the darkness. He looked at the guards sharply, and a new confession was presented to him with both hands: "Master, Lin Zhifei made a confession an hour ago. She killed Fang Zhili with her own hands."

——I can’t put down the words, I can only put the text——

Translation of excerpts from "Bao Ren An Shu" in the article:

"Therefore, there is no misfortune out of desire for profit, no sorrow out of sorrow, no ugliness before humiliation, and no criticism greater than imperial punishment. There are countless people who have survived punishment, and it is not a lifetime, and it has never been far away."—— There is no evil worse than self-seeking, no sorrow more painful than a wounded heart, and no act uglier than humiliating the ancestors.And suffering from castration is the most disgraceful.The rest of the life of a person who has undergone castration is incomparable in social status. This is not the case in today's world, but has a long history.

"...therefore, forbearance and life, those who live in the dung and never give up, hate selfishness..."——The reason why I endure humiliation and live in the world, trapped in a filthy prison, would rather be humiliated than die , because I regret that the wish in my heart has not been fulfilled.

"...and it is not easy to live under the burden, and there are many slanderous comments. The servant encountered this disaster with spoken words, and was laughed at by the village party. He insulted the ancestors. How can he return to the tomb of his parents? Although he has been through a hundred generations, It’s so dirty!” ——It’s hard to live in a situation where you are guilty and insulted, and people with humble status are often slandered and talked about.I suffered this disaster because I told the truth. Not only was I humiliated and ridiculed by everyone in the village, but I also insulted my ancestors.Even after EMI, this dirt and shame will only get worse!