Chen's frightened cries echoed through Ah Jing's night. Fortunately, Jiao Mansion occupies a large area and the nearest neighbor is far away. Otherwise, those who cried and howled so late at night would have thought something shocking had happened in Jiao Mansion.
Big case.
Perhaps Mrs. Chen was afraid of the two elders, Magistrate Jiao and Mrs. Jiao, so she could only kneel on the ground, hugged Jiao Lianping's legs with both hands, and begged in tears, "Mr. Master, I am doing this all for you.
It’s all for you!”
"For me?" As if hearing a big joke, Jiao Lianping looked coldly at Mrs. Chen, who looked pale and looked like a crazy woman, "Back when Yuanzhou came to visit the mansion, you disliked that he came from a poor family, and you openly resigned to your subordinates.
I prepared a guest room and food, but in private I let my servants talk about it, mocking Yuanzhou for coming to Jiao Mansion to enjoy the autumn breeze, humiliating him as a sour scholar, and even framed him for stealing the furnishings in the guest room."
By the time Jiao Lianping knew the truth, he had already lost his classmate and friend. After he returned home, he also became angry with Chen and asked her to apologize in person.
But Mrs. Chen almost fainted from crying, and kept saying that the servants in the mansion disliked Yuanzhou for being poor. She didn't know all this, and she later sold out several maids and women.
…
Zhan Feiyu decided to send someone to interrogate Zhao Yuan, and Magistrate Jiao and Mrs. Jiao also agreed. However, they saw a young man in black clothes walking in from outside the house, but he did not even look at Magistrate Jiao who was sitting on the throne.
Zhan Feiyu bowed respectfully.
Could this be the dead man of the Bachelor's Mansion? Jiao Lianping sat up straight and stared at the young man in front of him with ordinary features and an ordinary breath, who would not be recognized even if he was thrown into a crowd. There was not even a trace of chill in this man.
He has no energy and is thin, and he doesn't even look like a practicing practitioner.
Different from Jiao Lianping's superficial ability to identify people, Magistrate Jiao noticed the difference. This man looked ordinary at first glance, but his eyes were cold and indifferent, like an endless abyss. Only a person who lives in darkness can have such a dead look.
eyes.
This? Zhan Feiyu's eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't even see him take action, but the rope tied to Zhao Yuan instantly fell into pieces. Even if it was broken by internal force, it only broke the rope without hurting anyone, so it was absolutely
It's not something that ordinary practitioners can do.
Zhao Yuan was also slightly stunned, and his first reaction when he realized he was free was to run away. Unfortunately, before he could make a move, the young man quickly tapped a few points on Zhao Yuan's body.
"Ah..." A shrill, wailing scream sounded, and Zhao Yuan's upright body fell back to the ground again. He was in great pain, his face became ferocious, and his whole body was twisted on the ground like an insect.
This sudden change shocked everyone in the room, and just hearing the screams showed how painful it was.
Mrs. Chen was so frightened that she fell down on the chair. She tried hard to control her emotions, but her body couldn't stop shaking. She remembered that when she was young, she once frightened a horse. At that time, Zhao Yuan flew to save herself.
Rushing to protect himself, Crazy Horse stepped on Zhao Yuan's left arm.
Chen clearly remembered the clicking sound of the bones being broken by being stepped on, but even though the pain was so severe, Zhao Yuan, who was only ten years old at the time, did not cry out in pain.
But seeing Zhao Yuan twitching in pain, Chen couldn't imagine how painful it would be, let alone what would happen to her if Zhao Yuan confessed?
The young man's hand tapped the acupoint twice again, and the wailing finally stopped.
Zhao Yuan looked like he had been fished out of the water. He was curled up on the ground and breathing heavily, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
"To say or not to say?" the young man said, his voice was calm and without any hint of coldness, but even so, as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Yuan's body twitched in fear, he was clearly scared.
With a move of his wrist, there was a bright silver blade in the young man's palm. It was only the size of a palm, but the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing.
"Ah!" The painful cry sounded again.
Zhan Feiyu saw it clearly this time. The young man moved his right hand twice, once to cut open the clothes at Zhao Yuan's shoulder, and once to draw the sharp blade across Zhao Yuan's shoulder blade.
"What a fast knife technique!" Jiao Lianping said in a daze, but this knife was aimed at the joint of the shoulder blade, directly cutting off the tendons connecting the bones.
Looking at the blood stains on the ground, Jiao Lianping suddenly believed in the so-called "death with a thousand cuts". This kind of knife technique can really cut off the prisoner's skin and flesh piece by piece. Even if the skin and flesh are cut off and only the white bones are left, the prisoner will still be dead.
Will not die.
No longer waiting for Zhao Yuan to speak, the young man used the same technique to break the tendons of Zhao Yuan's left shoulder blade. Then he raised his wrist and the sword flashed, but a piece of skin on his shoulder was cut off.
Blood gurgled out instantly, and Zhao Yuan screamed in pain, but his body seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he could not move at all under such severe pain.
Zhan Feiyu immediately thought of the dish of white meat with garlic paste. She would never eat it with chopsticks in her life.
Jiao Lianping also thought of it. At this moment, he felt nauseated. He quickly turned his head away, but the shaved off piece of flesh clearly appeared in his mind.
"Master?" Aunt Huang's voice trembled. She looked delicate and gentle, and she would also use some means to punish her servants in private. Combining kindness and power was the best way to control the emperor. But compared with the young man's cold-blooded actions, Aunt Huang felt
I am too kind, I am clearly the executioner.
Magistrate Jiao also used torture when interrogating prisoners, but the yamen usually used a wooden stick. If the punishment was serious, they would use sticks. Generally, prisoners who reached the third level would confess.
Seeing how skillfully the young man in the hall cut off the veins and peeled off the skin and flesh, Magistrate Jiao knew without even thinking that this man was not a dead soldier from the Bachelor's Mansion, but from the Forbidden Dragon Guard.
"I'll do it..." Compared with the physical pain, Zhao Yuan was more afraid of the torture methods behind the executioner in front of him. In the end, he would be unable to bear the confession, so it would be better to suffer less.
The young man's face remained calm, neither disappointed nor proud. He wiped the bloody blade clean and put it away. He stood up and stepped aside. It was enough for Zhao Yuan to confess. If not, he could continue the interrogation.
"Ms. sir, let's go back!" Chen's voice shook like fallen leaves in the cold wind. She grabbed the wrist of her neighbor Jiao Lianping with such force that her nails almost dug into his flesh.
"Sit down!" Mrs. Jiao shouted coldly, looking at the frightened and uneasy Mrs. Chen with cold eyes. At this time, she knew she was afraid, but it was too late.
Zhao Yuan lowered his head and spoke. After all, the love between his children could not help him overcome the physical and mental pain.
"Did you instruct this person to assassinate Lian Yu?" Magistrate Jiao finally showed some regret in his eyes. He should not have forced his eldest son to marry Chen.
Jiao Lianping burst out laughing, forgetting the bloody scene just now, and looked at the trembling Chen like a fool, "Don't you think that if Jiao Lianyu dies, the Jiao family will be handed over to me?"
Although he didn't like the father of Magistrate Jiao, Jiao Lianping also knew that Magistrate Jiao was upright. If one of the two sons of his branch died and the other was ineffective, then the heir of the Jiao family would be found from the side branch. Jane
In other words, those who are able live there.
In fact, it is not only the Jiao Mansion, but also the Qiu family of Qianzhong Dao. The direct descendants have been taught by famous teachers since they were young. There are countless books in the family. The elders in the family give guidance step by step, and they can also visit celebrities with their family name cards.
Elegance.
Under such conditions, if the direct descendants are not yet talented, then once they take over the family business, it will only be a matter of time before they destroy the ancestral property. Instead of doing this, it is better to select outstanding heirs from the side branches. After all, they are members of the same clan and the same surname.
"Why?" Mrs. Chen was stunned for a moment. She thought that as long as Jiao Lianyu died, everything in the Jiao family would belong to their eldest family. As for Aunt Huang, it would not matter if she was favored again. She was just her father's concubine, so she could give it to her as she pleased.
The money was sent away.
Aunt Huang didn't expect that the person behind the scenes would be Chen. Even though she had always looked down upon the young lady Chen, she really didn't expect that Chen was stupid but daring enough to commit murder for life.
Jiao Lianping glanced at Zhan Feiyu apologetically, but he didn't have any sympathy for Mrs. Chen's wife. At this moment, he spoke indifferently.