Zhao Hu hung Brother Jin upside down by his gums, reached for a wine bottle and poured it into his nostrils. The spicy wine rushed straight into his brain, choking him and causing Brother Jin to twist around like a dying beast.
The general struggle and howling endlessly.
All the women in the room covered their eyes and couldn't bear to watch. Su Jin stuffed two peanuts into his mouth, chewed them and said: "Are you afraid? Do you think my methods are too cruel? This guy betrayed his master and framed Zhongliang. Because of his
Okay, he almost ruined the lives of dozens of people from two families and nine tribes, how can these people be polite to him? Now that the matter has been exposed and he still denies it, he will naturally suffer more."
Ying'er timidly asked: "Is the story told by the official master to teach the slave family true? Is this Jin Daguan the guy who betrayed his master?"
Su Jin nodded and said: "This is the guy who colluded with the treacherous people in the court, fabricated evidence of rebellion, secretly sealed it with his master's private seal, and at the same time falsely accused the important ministers of the current court, his intentions are so treacherous; this is so unkind and unjust.
Those who are disloyal must be severely punished."
Ying'er patted her chest and said, "The slave family understands. If this is really the case, this person really deserves to die." [
Su Jin smiled and said: "You did a good job, and you are quite clever. As soon as your story came out, this guy ran away in a panic. Speaking of which, you are also a meritorious person. I will give you a good reward."
Ying'er was blessed and said, "I don't dare to reward you. Everyone hates such traitors, and it is natural for slaves to serve the officials."
Su Jin twisted a few silver ingots and stuffed them into Ying'er's hand and said: "If you have merit, you will be rewarded. How can I be a person whose rewards and punishments are unclear? These dozens of taels of silver are rewards. If anyone bullies you in the future, I will report my name to you."
, I will stand up for you."
Ying'er burst into tears of gratitude and quickly thanked him: "Thank you so much, Lord, for the reward. I wonder what your name is?"
Su Jin said: "My name is Su Jin."
Ying'er and other fans said in surprise: "So you are Mr. Su? The violinists and singers in our courtyard all like to sing your lyrics, and they all want to meet you. I didn't expect you to show up today."
The old madam was also very happy and said hurriedly: "The slave family should hurry up and ask them to come and get acquainted with each other. They have always loved singing your lyrics. This opportunity cannot be missed."
Su Jin smiled bitterly and said: "Don't panic, didn't you see that I was busy? I met them on this occasion, so I didn't scare them out of their wits."
Only then did everyone remember that there was another unlucky guy who was being tortured. This Mr. Su was a master at writing lyrics, but he was also unambiguously vicious in his behavior. It was difficult to combine the two into one person.
Brother Jin was in terrible pain, but his ears were not blind. He was being tortured. The group of people in front of him were talking about poems and songs, and he wanted to bite them with hatred. He thought in his mind, since he has fallen into this situation now.
Fu Tiandi, the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. If he doesn't confess, he doesn't know how many tortures are waiting for him. Anyway, it's better to die than to die more comfortably. The wine in his nose makes his head full of soreness and pain, and his mouth is covered with pain.
He was blocked and couldn't speak. Even if he wanted to confess, he couldn't express it. He quickly raised his hands as if begging for mercy and hummed loudly while concentrating on his wits.
Su Jin had been paying attention to Brother Jin. When he saw this, he waved his hand to stop and asked, "Do you want to confess?"
Brother Jin sprayed wine out of his nostrils like a fountain, and kept bowing his hands like a Chihuahua; Su Jin said: "Put him down and serve the paper and pen."
Zhao Hu swung his knife and cut off the strips of cloth binding Brother Jin's feet. Brother Jin fell to the ground with a thud. The cloth on his mouth was pulled away, and he gasped for air, sneezed and coughed again, and there was something in his mouth.
Blood spurted out indiscriminately, and it was extremely embarrassing.
"Does it taste good? This is the simplest punishment. I have gone through eighteen stages of torture on my own, and each one is like the next level of hell. This is the first punishment. Just accept it obediently and save yourself the pain."
"I'll do it, I'll do it. Please don't torture me." Brother Jin almost collapsed.
Ying'er had already taken out pen and ink and spread it on the case. Su Jin said: "Who can write? Help me write down the confession word for word."
Ying'er said: "I know how to write."
Su Jin nodded and said: "Then you stay, and the others will stay away. If anyone speaks out about what happened today, I will teach him to taste the eighteen tortures before he speaks."
The old bustard hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't worry, sir. The slave family went out to prepare wine and food. After the official interrogated the prisoner, he treated the prisoners with some wine and rice. The slave family asked the piano players and singers to come and dine with the master, and also tasted their food.
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Su Jin smiled and said, "You go ahead and we'll talk about it later."
The old bustard led everyone out, and the room immediately became quiet. Su Jin picked a candle to make it brighter, and said calmly: "Let's talk about how to collude with outsiders to frame Master Shi. The details are not allowed.
Missing half a point.”
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Brother Jin sat on the ground with his hair disheveled, breathing heavily: "I dare not hide it, and adults also know that my family's salary is not high, but I care about face and ostentation. I am his housekeeper, and my family often cannot make ends meet.
The adults were unwilling to deal with it, which was very difficult. Last year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the adults in my family wanted to gather friends to enjoy the moon, drink wine and write poems, but the money was already in the account, so I discussed with the adults whether we could not hold the reception, but the adults refused.
Instead, he scolded me, saying that I just wanted to be lazy and afraid of trouble, and that I should find a way to squeeze out some money to hold a cocktail party, which would be very beneficial to his career."
Su Jin frowned and said: This Shi Jie is real, what is he doing by pretending to be a fat man? He has no money but enjoys feasting. Doesn't this make it difficult for servants?
I heard Brother Jin continue: "I really have no choice, so I told my family to take out my savings for many years to temporarily make up for the shortfall, and then make up for it later. The adult agreed to the villain at that time, so that night, the villain took out 80
Guan Qianlai held a lively Mid-Autumn Festival cocktail party, and the adults were very happy. In the following months, when the adults' monthly salary came down, the villain deducted 80 yuan from it. One day, the adults suddenly came to the accounting room and asked for money.
There was no balance in the account, so the lord asked why, and I explained the matter clearly. Unexpectedly, the lord became furious and said that I was ungrateful. If he hadn't taken me in at the beginning, I would have froze to death on the street. The villain can't argue, but the villain can't.
Now that I am old enough, I want to save money to get a wife and stay with me, so I did not return the eighty guan of money. Later, I heard my maid at home secretly tell the villain that the master is extremely dissatisfied with me and plans to drive me away."
Su Jin asked: "How could Master Shi be like this? Are you making this up?"
Brother Jin pointed to the sky and swore: "The villain has half a lie to teach me to fall into the eighteen hells after death and never be reincarnated."
Su Jin waved his hand and said, "Go on, what happened next?"
Brother Jin said: "When the villain heard this, he felt a little angry. The villain's life was indeed saved by the adults, but for the past ten years, the villain has never dared to slack off in serving him, even if he was a poor man with little wages. People have never complained. When the adults went to take office, they encountered bandits who robbed the road. The villain tried his best to protect the adults and escaped with his life. Not to mention these, this is the villain's repayment of the adults' kindness. He has never complained. What kind of reward do you want? After coming to the capital, the maid Chunmei in the palace fell in love with me, but the master insisted on taking her as my concubine, and the villain swallowed it with all his teeth, and never said anything; my loyal guard Sir, I didn’t expect that a great man would abandon me like a worn-out shoe, how can a little man accept this?”
Su Jindao: "Even so, you can't do such a treasonous thing, frame the master, or frame him for the crime of treason. Your heart is too cruel."
Brother Jin kowtowed and shouted: "The conscience of heaven and earth, if you have the slightest intention to frame your master, you are like a pig or a dog."
Su Jin said angrily: "At this point, you are still making excuses. You are too dishonest."
Brother Jin said: "Sir, please listen to what I have to say and you will understand. After hearing that the master was going to drive me away, I felt very unhappy. Thinking about how my loyalty has been turned into nothing over the years, I felt very unhappy and unbearable, so I I just want to grab some before I leave so that I can have the capital to survive in the future.”
Su Jin said: "Master Shi's house is impoverished, what can you get out of it?"
Brother Jin said: "You don't know something. My adults write well and carve seals well. Many people come to ask for calligraphy and seals, but none of them are willing. I have also advised you, that's it." So what if I write some words and give them to them? What if I carve some inscriptions and stones for them? I also have a lot of money to polish my pen, which can just be enough to supplement my family income. But my lord scolded me and taught me how to understand."
Su Jin thought: How do you understand the thoughts of these old masters of letters? They all cherish ink like gold. They ask for calligraphy, paintings, and seals. That means they have to ask for permission in every possible way before they are willing to give it. If not, how can they show that their calligraphy and painting are precious and engravings? Is it rare to get a seal?
"Just at this time, Lao Gu, the shopkeeper of the Ink Painting Studio in East Erfang, came to me and said that a customer in his Ink Painting Studio asked for Mr. Shi's calligraphy and seal by name, and the price was high. The old consultant Can I get some and share the profit equally with me? When I heard this, I just fell in love with it, so I stole a few of your old letters and gave them to Lao Gu. Lao Gu asked for the seal again and said that I wanted your sir. I know that your private seal is like a treasure, and you must play with it every day. If you take it out, it will inevitably be exposed, so Lao Gu came up with an idea and said that taking a few blank letterheads and stamping a few seals can be regarded as a business transaction. So I complied and handed over the stamped letter as required; I didn’t expect... I didn’t expect that I would actually fall into the trap and harm... your Excellency."
Su Jin thought deeply: "A few letters and a few seals can earn three hundred taels of silver. Don't you have any doubts?"
Brother Jin said: "Where there are three hundred taels of silver, Lao Gu only gave me ten taels of silver, so I am already grateful to God."
Su Jin said: "Then where does your money come from?"
Brother Jin sighed: "Sir, don't be impatient, let me continue my report."