Ding Si's body was cold.

What does the Grand Governor mean?

Weizhou coughed lightly, "Ding Si. Who instructed you to drug the female criminal Song Ashi, and want to commit a traitor. What a dirty thing? Let's do it in its original form."

Ding Si has been in Shuntian Mansion Prison for ten years and is also an old man. After thinking about this, he can tell the taste.

The Jinyiwei wanted to deal with Xu Jinyuan and was fabricating his crimes.

Ding Si's mind was spinning very quickly and begged for mercy loudly:

"The little one deserves to die. The little one deserves to die. The little one has to drug Song Ashi under the power of the prefect of the prefect, and was forced to do so... The little one has old and young family, and they rely on the small salary as a chew. The prefect of the prefect, the little one has no choice but to ask the Grand Governor to make the decision for the young..."

Xu Jinyuan's face turned green with anger.

Zhao Yin turned his head lightly, "Mr. Xu, what do you have to say?"

"Slander! This is slander."

Xu Jinyuan felt Zhao Yin’s intention to do his job.

The officials instructed the female prisoner to give medicine, rape, or dirty women. This is not a question of whether the black yarn on the neck can be kept, but whether the head of the neck can be kept or not.

He didn't understand where he offended Zhao Yin.

I don’t understand why Zhao Yin wanted to help Ashi.

But he knew that if Zhao Yin wanted to deal with him, whether Ding Si would criticize him or not, whether he confessed his guilt or not was not the most important thing. Not only could he not save himself, but even if Princess Huaining came, it would probably be useless...

What's more, Princess Huaining would come out to protect him?

Once he calls Huaining out, his family will be affected.

He has to take the blame himself.

"Grandmaster, please be aware!" Xu Jinyuan's entire posture changed. He was just a subordinate official who was still etiquette to the superior official. Now he was on all sides and leaned down in front of Zhao Yin, crying.

"The officials took Ah Shi to prison and interrogated him for the sake of the Zhang family's family destruction. Because she killed more than a dozen of my guards, she was so angry that she was punished. She never had such a lustful and dirty heart, and would not do such a thing as a pig or a dog."

Zhao Yin had no expression, his voice was calm and cold.

"A woman killed more than a dozen people in your prison. Lord Xu, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

This is not unbelievable,

I don't believe it, I just want to do it.

Xu Jinyuan was afraid of the Jinyiwei to an unparalleled level.

His thighs trembled, and he wanted to call him ancestor Zhao Yin.

"Everything that Xiaguan said is true. The guards who were killed by Song Ashi are in the prison. The Grand Governor can send someone to investigate."

Zhao Yin had a blank expression on his face, "Weizhou."

"Yes." Weizhou took the order out.

Soon, he returned to the torture instrument room.

"Grandmaster."

He glanced at Shi Yong strangely, whispered a few words in Zhao Yin's ear, coughed lightly, and announced in public.

"After verified, Song Ashi was slightly injured by eighteen people, one seriously injured, and none died."

Eighteen people were slightly injured, one person was seriously injured, and none died?

Didn’t you say you could just chop with a knife? Even if you kill randomly, you would kill people in chaos?

None of them died, how did she do it?

Xu Jinyuan looked at Shi Yong and couldn't believe it.

"Someone is here!" Zhao Yin closed his eyes halfway and his tone was strengthened.

"Take Lord Xu back to the North Town Fushi and interrogate carefully."

Beizhen Fushi?

Xu Jinyuan's body softened and looked at Zhao Yin in shock.

"I am an official appointed by the court. The Grand Governor has not received the order. How can I be imprisoned and questioned me for the words of a cheap man?"

Zhao Yin tapped his fingers gently on his knees, facing Xu Jinyuan's fearful and anxious eyes.

"Take it."

The Jinyiwei agreed loudly and stepped forward and wanted to take Xu Jinyuan.

"Who dares to touch me!" Xu Jin's original face was as white as paper. Seeing that there was no hope of eliminating the crime, he made a final resistance with a hoarse voice. "This mansion is an official appointed by the court, a third-rank official who supervises the government affairs of Shuntian Government under the order. I want to present to Your Majesty in person to punish you Zhao Yin for your crime--"

"Bang!" He slapped Xu Jinyuan on the face.

"You are so brave, dare to insult the governor?"

Xu Jinyuan was completely crazy.

After being an official for many years, how could he have ever been so insulted?

"Zhao Yin, you are arbitrary and stubborn, and you will be arbitrarily arresting the imperial officials and taking revenge with your personal grudges... Our mansion must go to the imperial front to participate in you... Let go, let go of me. Zhao Yin, you will be punished by God."

Death is coming, but the bones are getting hard?

Weizhou saw that his hair was half white, and he couldn't help but feel distressed even when he struggled and shouted.

He stepped forward and kicked Xu Jinyuan in the calf, smiled slightly, and persuaded him in a warm voice.

"Mr. Xu, the Grand Commander must not make noise. Be honest and suffer less."

Xu Jinyuan stared at Weizhou, and his whole body collapsed, his eyes were dull and angry, and he kept saying those words over and over again.

"If you don't have to die well, you won't have to die well. Zhao Yin! I'm going to participate in you, you..."

Zhao Yin seemed to be tired of sitting, and slowly stood up with his knees. His blade-like eyes passed by his head that was hanging on the ground.

This head is black and greasy, with a bright fur color, like a curled soft animal, obedient and honest.

Humph! Zhao Yin thought of Weizhou's report just now, kicked her, "Take it away together."

Shi Yong did not move, so quiet that he seemed to die.

Zhao Yin frowned, squatted over and strangled her shoulders, and lifted her entire face up.

A Furong's little face seemed to be burned by fire, her eyes were red, and she looked at him with a beam of autumn water. She clenched her lower lip and blood oozed out of the corner of her mouth. She was clearly suffering from heavy pain, but she didn't say a word.

"Grandmaster, how did this person fall into trouble?" Weizhou asked for instructions behind his back.

Zhao Yin picked up Shi Yong, threw it on the only chair in the room, picked up a bucket of cold water, and poured it down from her head expressionlessly.

Boom! Shi Yong was soaked all over and was so excited that he fought.

When I opened my eyes, I wanted to say hello to him.

Zhao Yin walked towards Ding Si with a cold face, "Anti-drug."

"No." Ding Si stared at his terrified eyes, shook his head, and then shook his head, "No, I don't have an antidote."

"What medicine?" Zhao Yin asked again.

"Yes, it was bought by the young man from his mother Yihonglou, and said they used it to deal with disobedient girls."

Zhao Yin curled the corners of his lips and suddenly smiled at him. Before Ding Si could understand, a severe pain came from his arm.

He watched his flesh and blood fly out in horror, and the delicate and thin embroidered spring knife in Zhao Yin's hand inserted into his left shoulder like a tofu cut into it.

He screamed in pain, his tongue couldn't even straighten.

"Grandmaster, spare your life. The little one really has no antidote. The mother of Yihonglou said, "As long as you do that kind of good thing, the medicine will be solved. The big one spares the little one. The little one is a witness, the little one wants to testify against Lord Xu alive, and the little one is willing to serve the big one..."

Zhao Yin let go.

Ding Si was soft on the ground, his throat was sobbing, and he couldn't cry even if he could not cry.

"Leave a living mouth." Zhao Yin turned around and wiped his fingers with silk, "The pickled stuff is castrated."

Ding Si stared at the Jinyiwei holding a embroidered spring sword walking towards him, took a piece of rag and blocked his mouth. He felt cold under his body and his pants were stripped off.

He waved his head helplessly,

The Jinyiwei raised his sword and fell down, and he cleanly sent him.

No crying, no tragic cry,

The quiet and subtle sound in the torture instrument room can make people shudder.

Ding Si was dragged out on the verge of death, leaving only a pool of filth and a line of winding blood marks on the ground.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

Are you cruel or are you cruel!
Chapter completed!