In the half-collapsed conference hall of the city lord's palace, the sound of whips and inhuman screams could be heard constantly.
Lines of fine iron chains hang down from the beams, with a person hanging underneath each chain.
At a glance, there were thirty or forty people.
They were being beaten hard and repeatedly with whips by vicious officers and soldiers.
The punishment whip is different from ordinary whips. The punishment whip has thorns and hooks, and the skin and flesh are ripped apart with one whip.
The inhuman screams came from the mouths of these tortured people.
The skin and flesh on each of their bodies was torn, and on some of them, most of their skin and flesh had even been scraped off by whips, exposing their blood-stained bones, which made people shudder.
But the officers and soldiers executing the execution had no intention of stopping.
If there are celebrities from Yancheng here, their eyes and jaws will be shocked when they see these people being tortured, because these people are all senior officials of Yancheng.
"Ah, stop hitting me! I'll hit you! Can't you do it if I hit you?! Oh, please, please, stop hitting me. I can't stand it anymore. I really can't stand it anymore."
Finally, some people couldn't bear the pain of the whipping, and kept wailing and begging for mercy, whimpering in grief and indignation, and tears of humiliation flowed from the corners of their eyes.
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."
"Let this gentleman come down quickly."
Against the wall on the east side of the room, there is a log-colored table with tea, pastries and fruits on it.
Sitting next to the case table was a young man in his mid-twenties, wearing navy blue brocade clothes. The man was holding a tea bowl in his hand. While watching Yancheng officials being tortured, he was smiling and sipping the fragrant tea in the bowl.
When he saw someone who couldn't stand the pain of being whipped and begged for mercy, he raised the corners of his mouth with pride and ordered someone to let him down.
Then three officers and soldiers immediately stepped forward, each holding something in their hands.
One person is holding a two-foot-square desk in his hand, another person is holding paper, pen, ink and inkstone, and the other person is holding water and a towel.
The officers and soldiers who carried out the execution removed the man's iron chains and shackles.
The officer in charge placed the table in front of him, took out an elixir bottle from his arms, poured out a brown elixir, opened his mouth and gave it to him to take.
It's not poison, it's medicine that relieves pain and increases energy.
After the elixir entered his stomach, the painful moans in the man's mouth soon subsided, and his limp body also regained some strength.
The officers and soldiers carrying water and towels came closer and washed his cheeks and hands.
The last officer with the paper, pen, inkstone came forward and placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone one by one on the desk. He dipped the brush in ink and handed it to the man. He said in a cold voice, "Write it down. You only have one chance, please cherish it, Lord Wanwang."
"I, I," the man trembled with his lips, a look of struggle on his face, but in the end he took the brush tremblingly with tears in his eyes, turned his head to look in one direction, and sobbed, "Master Qi, I, I, I, am sorry for you!"
"The traitor is cruel and uses torture to extract confessions. I don't blame you!" a thin man not far away responded. He was sitting on the ground wearing iron shackles.
There is only one lord named Qi in Yancheng, the city lord Qi Wuwei.
This person is not someone else, it is him.
At about ten o'clock last night, disaster relief inspection envoy Gai Huayang arrived in Yancheng and summoned Yancheng officials overnight.
After hearing the news, Qi Wuweiji did not dare to neglect, and went there under the stars at night. They all had a happy heart, thinking that the disaster relief patrol would definitely bring a large amount of supplies, which would meet Yancheng's urgent needs.
Who would have thought that when they entered the door with their front legs, their back legs were chained by the officers and soldiers, and then they were taken here to be tortured, until half of their lives were beaten, and Gai Huayang finally showed up.
To put it concisely and concisely, Qi Wuwei was full of misdeeds during his tenure in Yancheng. Especially after the drought, he intensified his efforts to plunder people's wealth, misappropriate disaster relief materials, and enrich the country's wealth. This is an unforgivable crime.
Each of them was ordered to write down a crime committed by Qi Wuwei, and if they signed and postponed, they would be spared the physical pain.
After hearing this, the officials, big and small, were all shocked. Such a blatant, crude, lawless, and bloody frame-up was something they never dared to dream about, but it happened before their eyes.
Qi Wuwei's sacrifice for Yancheng was seen by all the officials and remembered in their hearts.
His bravery and loyalty can be seen from heaven and earth, and there is no bad deed or crime.
They were unwilling to bow to Gai Huayang, but in the end they could not bear the cruel torture. One after another they humiliated themselves and succumbed, writing down Zhang Qiwuwei's crimes.
"Qi Wuwei was a lustful person, he raped other people's wives and daughters, and robbed the daughters of the people. The people endured the humiliation and lived in vain, but they dared not speak out when they were angry."
"Haha, good, well written!"
The young man took the charges handed over by the officers and soldiers, read them out loud before his eyes, couldn't help laughing, and clapped the table in applause.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stopped laughing, Qi Wuwei stood up suddenly, causing the chains to rattle, and he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Haha, good, good, good writing!"
After laughing, he shouted, "Stop, stop fighting! There is no need for them to write, I will write it myself! Bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
The young man was overjoyed when he heard this, and said with a sinister smile, "Master Qi is a brave man, and he is a good man. I will wait for you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Master Qi, you absolutely must not do this!"
"Master Qi, it is not a pity for us to die. We cannot ruin your reputation throughout your life!"
"Lord Qi"
Qi Wuwei looked at his colleagues who were tortured but still clenched their teeth unyieldingly. He couldn't help but shed two lines of hot tears. He bowed deeply to everyone in shackles and apologized deeply, "My lords, I'm sorry, Qi
I have caused you all to suffer. My lords, please go home and recuperate in peace. The people in Yancheng still need your hard work and hard work. This bullshit disaster relief inspector must be unreliable. There is no need for you to worry about Qi. Qi is worthy of God.
Don't hold back on others, be pure, upright, and upright, no treacherous villain can harm Qi's life!"
After saying this, he bowed deeply to the officials.
Some officers and soldiers came over and took off the iron shackles for him. They placed the case in front of him and arranged the pens, inks, paper and inkstones one by one.
Qi Wuwei sat cross-legged in front of the desk, his eyes wide open, his steel teeth biting into pieces, all the humiliation swallowed into his stomach, he took a deep breath, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink to brush the writing.
One, two, three
Write thirty sheets at a time.
Hundreds of crimes were listed one by one on the paper, ranging from rape and robbery to petty theft.
The young man looked at it with eyes wide open, because he found that there were many evil deeds that he had not committed, and they were so wonderful that he couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.
"Master Qi is really experienced in doing evil, which makes me admire him!"
"Haha, looking at your writing speed, I know you will definitely not be clean, because even if a bad person were to write it, he would not be able to write down more than a hundred crimes in such a short period of time even if he racked his brains."
"Qi Wuwei, you are not unfair!"
The young man sneered and ridiculed.
Qi Wuwei sneered and said nothing, unwilling to argue pointlessly.
He reviews all the case files in Yancheng every year to try to eliminate unjust, false and wrongful convictions, and these crimes can be known just by looking at the case files.
"Let them all go," Qi Wuwei said after signing and drawing on pieces of paper.
"That's natural." The young man nodded in agreement, and then ordered, "Take all of you adults to the backyard to recuperate and rest."
"Qi has already confessed, why are you still refusing to let them go home?" Qi Wuwei asked angrily.
"When your head falls on the ground, they can go home." The young man replied with a smile.
All the officials were escorted away by the officers and soldiers. Qi Wuwei put the iron shackles on again, sat on the ground with his eyes closed, and said nothing.
"Qi Wuwei, do you know why we arrested you?" the young man suddenly asked.
"It's nothing more than blocking the financial path of you treacherous villains." Qi Wuwei replied.
"No." The young man smiled and shook his head, "Even though you can't block my uncle's way of making money, it's me who wants to kill you because your wife has offended me."
"That's it." Qi Wuwei suddenly said.
The young man waited to see Qi Wuwei's furious expression. He never thought that Qi Wuwei would stop talking after responding, and there was not even a trace of anger on his face. This made the young man feel depressed and asked, "Why don't you
gas?"
"What's the point of being angry with a dying person?" Qi Wuwei said.
"Haha, you are quite reasonable." The young man said with a smile, "With these accusations written by you yourself, you really can't survive. You will be questioned and executed at three quarters today."
Qi Wuwei knew that the young man had misunderstood his words. The person he was talking about was not referring to himself.
It is true that no one can offend the disaster relief inspector who holds the emperor's arrow in his hand, but in front of Butcher Zhang, he may not be so easy to use.
None of these older generations who contributed to the founding of the country are jealous of evil, especially Butcher Zhang. Once Gai Huayang's crimes fall into the ears of Butcher Zhang, he will inevitably die.
But now Tufu Zhang is in the southern border and will return to Yancheng in the next two days. It can be said that Gai Huayang is in doom.
Once Gai Huayang is dead, the kid in front of him will definitely die as well, so Qi Wuwei really has nothing to be angry with him.
"Master Qi, don't worry, after your death, your family and I will make arrangements for you."
"For your two sons, I will find the best human beings, train them into high-class slaves, and then let them fight with wild beasts in the slave cage until they are torn to pieces and eaten by wild beasts."
"I will pamper your wives and daughters, and then sell the older ones to brothels and train the younger ones as slave girls."
"How is it? It's pretty good, isn't it?"
The young man was smiling, but his words were extremely vicious.
Qi Wuwei suddenly raised his head and stared at the young man, saying word by word, "You really deserve to die!"
"Haha, good point."
"I do deserve to die, but the person who can kill me has not yet been born. It's a pity."
The young man laughed wildly.
In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Gai Huayang, who was wearing Yunhe's purple gold official robe, was reading through the various crimes written by Qi Wuwei, stroking his beard and smiling, "On the way here, I was still thinking about how to get along with the Lord of Yancheng."
, I didn’t expect that Yucheng got it right and solved this problem for me.”
"With these crimes, I can kill him a hundred times without fear of being convicted. When Qi Wuwei is killed, I will immediately write a letter of divorce and let my father start working on it, and strive to let our people succeed as the lord of Yancheng City."
Job."
"However, this Qi Wuwei seems to be quite popular among the people in Yancheng. We need to find some local gentry to support me."
"Report to your lord." A guard came in to report.
"speak."
"Qi Wuwei's wife and children want to see Qi Wuwei."
"Put them in and take them all." Gai Huayang's eyes turned cold.
"Here." The guard took the order and left.
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