Chapter 85 Fan Zheng’s pot

The yoke of the Tang Dynasty weighed twenty kilograms, which was comparable to that of the Yiwei, and the armor worn by the soldiers was half the weight.

Even Yu Chunren and others are not so weak as officials. After wearing the shackles for a quarter of an hour, their faces are still red and their necks are thick. Their appearance has long since disappeared. Sweat is rolling down their faces and their legs are shaking faintly.

The people burst into cheers.

Watching officials being tried and tortured is one of the great pleasures of ordinary people. Unless you are really grateful for the official's survival, it will be hahaha.

The heavy shackles of the Tang Dynasty also played an important role in the history of torture in China.

The Hu people asked Yuan Li to add thicker and heavier weights to the shackles. A single shackle weighed forty kilograms. One said it was to fix a hundred pulses, the second was to stop breathing, the third was to roar suddenly, the fourth was to bear it as soon as it was put on, the fifth was to lose one's soul and courage, and the sixth was to

It is said that the truth is the same as the opposite, the seventh is that the opposite is true, the eighth is that the dead pig is worried, the ninth is that seeking is death, and the tenth is that seeking will destroy the family.

Of course, Li Yifu's handling was a little out of line. If he could not get the result smoothly, he might be impeached.

However, arresting the governor has gone too far, so why not go a little further?

"Come on! Let the prisoners kneel down before the people!"

Li Yifu is like a wild cat with shining eyes.

I don't know why, but he likes to torture people, especially this kind of opportunity where he can justifiably do it, it's so rare!

Although there is a prison in the Yushitai, Li Yifu is not ranked in the Yushitai at all. If there is a chance, he will definitely use it desperately.

Yu Chunren's face was full of humiliation. Under the force of the auxiliary soldiers, he fell to his knees and knelt down.

Kneeling and kneeling are two completely different concepts, right?

At least, when you sit on your knees, there is a futon or straw mat under your knees.

Knee pain, waist pain, shoulder pain, pain all over my body.

However, the might is unyielding!

Several officials gritted their teeth and held on, their breathing gradually becoming as thick as an ox.

"For each prisoner, ten civilians are required to add bricks and tiles to his shackles in sequence."

Li Yifu rolled his eyes, and a bad idea immediately popped up.

The people watching immediately became excited and rushed to raise their hands to request this rare experience.

"Li Yifu! You must die a happy death!"

Yu Chunren, who placed ten bricks on the shackles, let out his final roar.

Because, apart from struggling to hold on, he couldn't even speak, and his inner clothes looked like they were fished out of the river.

"Injustice!" Sikoya and others only shouted one word.

Fan Zheng patted his forehead lightly.

It was all Fan Zheng's fault. On the way, he was bragging and spanking, and accidentally mentioned to Li Yifu that one of the tortures created by the later censor Li Quanjiao was "immortal offering fruit", but Li Yifu just remembered it.

Fortunately, Fan Zheng didn't show off his unique skills such as the beautiful lady climbing the ladder and the phoenix basking its wings.

In fact, Li Yifu still had some sense of proportion, but within a quarter of an hour he had people unloading the bricks and shackles.

Over time, it can really kill people.

Even so, the officials who had removed the instruments of torture immediately collapsed on the ground like mud.

Li Yifu burst into laughter like a wild cat, and Fan Zheng finally understood where the nickname "Li Cat" came from.

The official was sent to the state prison, and Li Yifu began to interrogate the officials.

To deal with the officials, Li Yifu had no other measures except killing the powerful sticks. However, the previous methods used to deal with Yu Chunren fell into the eyes of the officials, so they all confessed honestly.

However, Fan Zheng and Li Yifu were even more confused. They had not had much interaction with the dead Fu Shengsheng, and the scattered information they provided could not restore the general original appearance at all.

There is only one old Lushi who has some valuable words, that is: Lushi is not from Bizhou, and his place of origin seems to be the same as that of the governor.

The trial has no clue at the moment, so we can only withdraw from the court.

"I thought I could destroy everything and get the results out at once, but I didn't know that their hands and feet were so clean."

Li Yifu was sitting in the second hall, cooking Mengding tea produced in Yazhou, feeling a little depressed.

The Mengding tea at this time was a first-class famous tea. In later generations, it was known as "the heart water of the Yangtze River, the tea on the top of Mengshan Mountain".

Jiangxin water does not refer to ordinary river water, but refers to the mid-cool spring in the center of the Yangtze River, which is excellent for making tea.

Fan Zheng smiled: "It's not that clean. Look at this top-quality tea. You know that Yu Chunren's family background is good. So, it makes sense that Fu Shengsheng, who is from the same hometown as him, would be favored by his family and be driven by Yu Chunren, right?"

Li Yifu put oil, salt, green onions, minced ginger, minced garlic, and glutinous rice, and stirred slowly with a small spoon in his hand.

The reason for being a fellow countryman is very strong, and it doesn't matter whether I receive any favor or not.

If I, Li Yifu, want him to suffer, he must suffer, even if he dies.

Although the tea soup of the Tang Dynasty tastes a bit strange and has mixed flavors, and is known as the true meaning of life, there is one thing worth commending: it satisfies hunger.

At least Fan Zheng felt a little full after eating a bowl of tea.

Only then did Fan Zheng understand that some places in later generations insisted on using the term "eating tea" instead of "drinking tea", which probably followed the habit of tea soup.

After finishing the second hall, the two entered the third hall.

The third hall is where the main hall officials handle secret affairs, the east wing is where the governor lives, and the west wing is where the servants live.

Fan Zheng chuckled and glanced at Li Yifu. The two of them discovered the problem keenly.

Yu Chunren, the governor, didn’t even have a single servant by his side!

This is unreasonable, even Fan Zheng has Sun Jiu by his side, and Lu Yisheng is a common servant!

After finding the key and opening the door, I first entered Yu Chunren's living room. The room was unexpectedly simple. Apart from a table, a mosquito net, and a set of tables and chairs, there was nothing else, not even a horse.

"Like an ascetic!"

Li Yifu sighed quietly.

The contradiction is that no matter how you look at Yu Chunren, the word "pure heart and stoicism" has nothing to do with it.

Fan Zheng walked around, tapping his knuckles on the wall from time to time.

Li Yifu's heart moved, and his footsteps moved back and forth on the ground.

After struggling for a long time and finding nothing, the two turned around and walked to the servants' living room.

It seems that, except for a relatively tall cabinet, there are some brooms, dustpans and other sundries inside.

Li Yifu was a little confused, but he saw the corners of Fan Zheng's lips raised slightly.

Above the cabinet, on the gray wall, there was a hint of smoky smoke.

Lu Yi grew up and ran out to ask Yiwei for help.

Several Yi guards worked together to move the heavy cabinet away, revealing a shrine embedded in the wall, inside which lay a smiling and prosperous Buddha statue.

It is Maitreya Buddha, the future Buddha of the past, present and future Buddhas of Buddhism.

If it is in a temple and Maitreya Buddha shares incense with other Buddhas, there is absolutely no problem.

If you worship Maitreya Buddha alone, it will be a big problem!

During the reign of Emperor Wu of Liang Dynasty, Master Fu Xi founded the Maitreya Sect as a layman;

During the reign of Emperor Xuanwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, monk Faqing from Jizhou converted to Maitreya religion and openly rebelled. He said, "Whoever kills one person is called a Bodhisattva of one dwelling, and whoever kills ten people is called a Bodhisattva of ten dwellings." It is not surprising that there are civilians and slaves accompanying him.

The response from the big bureaucracy is jaw-dropping.

Although there are factors such as social injustice, this slogan is not for Buddha, but for demons.

Subsequent dynasties tried their best to eliminate this sect that had gone astray.

In the ninth year of the Sui Dynasty, Song Zixian, a native of Gaoyang, used illusions to summon the Maitreya disciples to rebel.
Chapter completed!