The Regent's Tender Darling

At noon, the hollow sun shines through the thick clouds, forming a hole in the pile of cotton-like clouds.

The underground interrogation room of the Department of Internal Health was dark and gloomy, unable to penetrate the warm sun that broke through the clouds. Several oil lamps were still burning, making the interrogation room dim.

In the open space in the center of the interrogation room were two men kneeling in shorts. Surrounding them were several shadow guards guarding them, and torture instruments on both sides.

There are so many patterns that it makes people shudder to see them.

The torture instruments of the Internal Guards Department were not less than those of Dali Temple, it could be said that they were even worse.

The two men were the foremen of Jia Grang Labor Camp. They had nothing to do today and were knocked unconscious on their way to Piaoxianglou for a drink.

When they woke up, they had been brought here and didn't even know where this place was.

At this time, a breeze blew, and the flame of the oil lamp swayed violently. The wind came from the door. Not long after, three people appeared in the corridor, walking towards the interrogation room one after the other.

The people who came here were dressed similarly to the people looking at them.

The person walking towards the two foremen was none other than Cabinet Deacon Thirteen of the Department of Internal Health.

When the two foremen saw this, they didn't dare to express their anger for a moment, for fear that they would be noticed if they moved.

Thirteen did not have anything to do with these two people. After separating the two, he directly started asking about the overnight construction of the labor camp in the name of the Internal Health Department handling the case.

I reported to the prince at 11 this morning, and the prince ordered him to secretly invite two labor camp foremen back to the Department of Internal Health for questioning.

The foreman below didn't mean to say anything at first.

"Torture."

Thirteen's voice rang in the foreman's ears, which frightened the foreman into confessing.

The foreman named Zhou Hei said truthfully: "Just half a month ago, the superiors issued an order saying that there was a problem with the previous project and required us to rework the already completed warehouse in Jia Granary as soon as possible."

"What went wrong?"

"There was something wrong with the original beams. It was said that the wrong wood was used due to an error in the purchase order, so the poplar beams had to be replaced with golden nanmu."

Thirteen looked at the two of them and continued to ask: "Since it was an error in the purchase order, why was the construction done at night?"

Zhou Hei explained: "We had to build a new warehouse during the day. In order to catch up on the work, we took a break in the afternoon and started reworking the previously completed warehouse after midnight. The superiors were considerate and paid us three times the wages."

After interrogating Zhou Hei, he interrogated another foreman, Jiang Dahai, again. The two men's stories were almost the same. They both said that they had advanced the wrong wood before starting to rework overnight.

In order to find out the matter, Shi San personally went to the Ministry of Industry. The Minister of the Ministry of Industry admitted the matter without any concealment, and said that the official responsible for importing timber had died of a heart attack last month, and there was no way to solve the matter. To pursue the responsibility, the workers in Jia's barn can only be forced to work overnight.

The next day.

Early in the morning, a little handyman staggered toward the dungeon of the Department of Internal Health carrying a rice pail. He yawned as he walked, obviously not awake yet.

When we arrived at the dungeon, there were shadow guards guarding both sides. The little handyman said, "The one delivering breakfast."

His tone was procrastinating and impatient. He had to work this early in the morning before he woke up from his drowsiness. If it weren't for the little money to support his family, he would not be willing to do it.

The cell door opened with a sound, and was closed by the shadow guard when the boy entered.

Walking down the stone stairs of the dungeon, we soon arrived at the first cell. The little handyman impatiently picked up an iron spoon and knocked on the iron cell door, shouting: "Hey! Hey! Hey! Get up to eat! Don't get up. I won’t be beaten!”