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Fan An held onto Li Jianbi's absent-mindedness, and a person walked in from the torture room. The person was startled when he saw Fan An, and stepped forward to call Fan An, my lord.This person is the director of the heavy prison in Dali Temple, holding a bowl of yellow-brown potion in his hand at this time, and said: "My lord, let the young servant, Master Li, drink the medicine."

Fan An shuddered all over, looked up, subconsciously hugged Li Jianbi even tighter, and shouted angrily: "What do you want to give him to drink?!"

The man didn't expect Fan An's reaction to be so strong, but fortunately, as the warden of the temple prison, he had seen many scenes, so he was still calm. "This is white barley water, which is used to treat internal bleeding." He said, "Master Li has suffered a lot. If he doesn't take good medicine and hangs himself, he may die."

Fan An was furious when he heard the words. "So you know that his life is in jeopardy! You are clearly extorting a confession in the name of interrogation! Punishment is no match for a doctor, no courtesy for a common man, who gave you the guts to torture Mr. Li like this? !" Fan An said, "Aren't you afraid that the Holy One will punish you for malfeasance and malfeasance!"

The man lowered his head, listened to Fan An's reprimand without saying a word, and fell silent for a moment. "Mr. Li's torture was not caused by our abuse of lynching." He said, "My lord may not know that anyone who enters the heavy prison of Dali Temple, regardless of whether he is rich or poor, whether guilty or not, must be lashed thirty times first. , This is called the killing whip, and it is a rule. Mr. Li is not in good health and cannot bear it, but it is not the fault of our jailer."

"Thirty killing whips can beat like this?! Are you blind?" Fan An said angrily, "The pinch wound on his leg, the burn on his chest, and the face, all came from whipping?!"

The warden calmly said, "Yes. Eunuch Shang, Governor Xue, and all prisons of Dali Temple can testify for the small ones."

"You!" Fan An choked his words in his throat, what can he do?These people insisted that they did not abuse Li Jianbi's lynching. As the Minister of the Ministry of Punishments, what else could he do except be aggrieved? !Who will testify for him if he really sues to the Holy Majesty?The sky is bright and the sun is bright, what's the use even if God opens his eyes?Just watching.

"Let Mr. Li drink the medicine first." The man said, "don't worry, my lord. If the Holy Majesty doesn't speak, how dare we let Mr. Li make a mistake. Mr. Li has already made a confession, so the younger ones naturally dare not torture him again. Take a few days off and you'll be fine."

Fan An's five fingers couldn't help but tightened his grip. After a moment of silence, he finally stopped asking. He just took the soup from the warden's hand and said, "Let me do it."

He held Li Jianbi in his arms, and slowly poured the white barley water into Li Jianbi's lips. Unexpectedly, Li Jianbi woke up suddenly, frowned and coughed lightly, and the liquid medicine mixed with blood came out. Fan An stopped quickly, and used The cuff wiped Li Jianbi's lips.

Li Jianbi opened his eyes, stared at him for a moment, and called out: "Fan... Pingqiu..." Fan An said, "It's me."

"It's really you... I thought you wouldn't come to see me when the tree fell and the monkeys were scattered..." He smiled to himself, closed his eyes lightly for a while, then opened them again, "The charges in the confession... I didn't admit it...I will never admit it." He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Fan An's arm tightly, "The case file is sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, you...you will never pass the reconsideration, you know..."

After hearing what he said, Fan An couldn't help but shed tears again. "I believe you will not do such a thing. As long as I am still in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, I will sit and watch those people slander you..." Fan An said, "I will play a memorial to repay your innocence."

Li Jianbi closed his eyes lightly, remained silent for a moment, and murmured: "It's useless...it's useless...in fact, I know it in my heart."

Fan An saw that his face was pale, his expression was all hopeless, and his heart was throbbing. He didn't know what to say to comfort him. In fact, he also understood that Fan An alone would not be able to turn the tide and save Li Jianbi.

"Lord Fan, quarter of an hour has passed. According to the rules, you should go. Master Li should also go back to the dungeon." After the warden finished speaking, he signaled with his eyes to the two people next to him to pull Li Jianbi away.

Fan An said: "Let me do it." He stood up and carried Li Jianbi into the dungeon.Li Jianbi was thin, lying in his arms covered in blood, frowning slightly, with a peaceful face.

The road from the torture room to the dungeon was empty and cold, and there was no sunlight all day long inside, and the gloomy wind from the surface made people shiver.He walked step by step, remembering that night in the late winter, when he was walking on the street with his critically ill mother in his arms, it was the same biting cold wind, what he held in his arms was what he cared about all his life, but life and death were ruthless, He was heartbroken, and finally watched his mother die in his arms.

In his arms, his mother died, and then his father, brother, and friend died.Born in troubled times, he kept fleeing and wandering all his life, until he was teased by fate and lost everything. He abandoned his pride, became a bandit, killed people and surpassed goods, and lost his conscience.He originally thought that he had eaten all the hardships of his life, and there was nothing in the world that he could fear except death.

Today, he hugged Li Jianbi, and once again tasted the long-lost pain.

Before meeting this person, he didn't know what amazement is, what it's like to linger and forget to return, he didn't know that there was such a secretly joyful and pleasing love in heaven and earth.

Perhaps it was because he was too useless, those who appeared in his life and wanted to keep them, but in the end none of them were kept.

Fan An gently placed Li Jianbi on the stone bed in the dungeon, straightened the hay on the ground and placed it under Li Jianbi's body.Two jailers kept urging him outside the door, saying, Mr. Fan, you should go.

Fan An brushed the wet hair on Li Jianbi's forehead behind his ears, stood still for a moment, then turned and walked outside the prison.He watched the two jailers lock the cell door, reached out his hand to dig in his pocket for a while, took out a bank note and a few taels of silver and stuffed them into the man's hand.

Fan An laughed, and said, "My lords have worked hard on the review, and the little money I have on me is for everyone to buy wine."

The two looked down, looked around for a few times, and refused a little, saying, what are you doing, my lord, we can't take your money, breaking the rules.

Fan An directly stuffed the silver ticket into the two people's chests, and said, "I don't know what the rules are. I just want to ask the two adults to do their best for me, so that I can take care of Master Li. You can do nothing Take it, I won't force you to do it." He walked out without waiting for the two to reply.

Fan An returned to the Shangshu Mansion and read the confession in the case file.He didn't raise any objections, and he just stamped the seal, but began to write a memorial, saying that Dali Temple tortured to extract a confession, Li Jianbi was tortured into a trick, and asked Dali Temple to transfer the case to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for a thorough investigation.

I don't want his memorials to be handed over, like mud and stones falling into the sea, without any response.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple came to the mansion again and again to urge him personally, saying that Li Jianbi's case file has been handed over to you for three days, what does your Ministry of Punishment mean?Fan An said that all you gave me was the case file and a statement, and I couldn't figure it out. You can also give me the transcript of the interrogation in Dali Temple. I'll give you an answer right away after reading it.

Fan An thought that Dali Temple would not give it to him, but he did not expect that a secretary came over the next day and handed him a stack of transcripts.

This transcript includes the confessions of several couriers who previously identified Li Jianbi as an attempt to conspire against him.Fan An looked carefully back and forth, and found that many details of the confessions of these seven people did not match at all, and some places were randomly altered. The conclusion reached turned out to be: the evidence is conclusive.

Fan An angrily rushed to the official hall of Dali Temple, called the judge who tried these transcripts at that time, took the case file and asked with a sneer: How did you sort it out at that time?How dare you say such a transcript is solid evidence? !

Fan An couldn't help but feel anxious when Fan An drank these judges of the seventh rank.It wasn't until Fan An said that he was going to file a complaint with the Holy Majesty, and named and said which people were going to be dismissed, that someone came up and told Fan An the truth:

The small one didn't write the words that the evidence is convincing. These words were added by Liang Shoufu.

Fan An's surprise was no small matter. According to the rules, apart from the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, not to mention the cabinet, even the prince has no right to read the files of Dali Temple. How dare you write "conclusive evidence" at will? !Does he think the entire Dali Temple is his backyard? !

Fan An couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't make trouble in Dali Temple, so he had to go back to Shangshu Mansion.He didn't eat, so he wrote another memorial overnight, impeaching Liang Yenian for privately changing the case and plotting to disrupt the court.

However, just like his previous memorial, he let his anger rise to the sky, and once he fell into the sea of ​​mud, he never responded.

Fan An was surprised and thought about it for a while. According to Liu Xi's personality, if he saw such a memorial, there was no reason why he should not react at all.The only possibility is that the memorial was not handed over to the emperor at all.

Fan An immediately thought that Shang Zhongxi, the supervisor of rites, withheld the memorial privately. ----------- Another crime of decapitation.

While Fan An was angry, he suddenly felt unprecedented fear.It turns out that this is called forming a party for personal gain, domineering, can surpass the emperor, and can defy the blue sky.

All the ministers of this dynasty will come out of my door.Under one person, above ten thousand people.

He finally understood why Li Jianbi, a family of officials and eunuchs with power, prestige and means, had fought him for more than ten years, but still failed to overthrow him.

He is just a third-rank Shangshu, I am afraid that he will not be able to get into his eyes.

For the first time, Fan An felt a desire from his heart, a desire for power.