. "Haha, the washing here is not about women's dressing up, but a cruel punishment. It refers to using an iron brush to grab the flesh on a person's body and comb it down until the flesh is exhausted, and finally
die."
"Oh my God, my God." The yamen runner standing next to the tall and strong yamen runner was so scared that he opened his mouth wide and could not close it. This was as cruel and terrible as skinning.
"Stop talking, I trembled all over when I hear it." Even the yamen runner who was exercising skin was so scared that he shook.
Use something like an iron comb brush to chop off the meat, which is a hundred times better than cutting the skin with a knife.
"Yes, it's a bit sharper with a knife and won't suffer that much. If you use an iron brush, it will really sound like a fatal blow. Do you still dare to try it? I hope you won't use these torture instruments today, or..."
"Do you want to use these torture instruments today?"
"I don't know either. I heard that today's criminals are very stubborn. If they really refuse to confess, we can only try them slowly. Anyway, we have never tried many torture instruments."
"Yes, yesterday I was tortured by the stick and then the fire was burned and then peeled. After I got a few slaps, he could no longer bear the confession. Alas, today I hope her mouth is hard enough, I can move more
knife."
"You can do a few more stabs, I didn't have to do it yesterday."
"Yes, I didn't do it either. Men can't use the mallet. Your silver needle is too pediatric, and you can't use it either."
"But today, my silver needle and your mallet should be available."
"Oh, let's stop talking, the person is coming." The yamen runner who was still playing with the knife seemed to suddenly see the palace maid who was taken to, immediately stopped the other two from continuing to talk.
As soon as they heard someone coming, they immediately stopped talking and looked at the gate together. Their eyes were excited, curious, and a hint of coldness. They seemed very happy to see the palace maid.
.
Their eyes made the palace maid even more frightened and she burst into tears.
"You bring people in. Today we are the three of us here to entertain her. We will be very careful and take good care of her. Don't worry."
"Yes, at worst I will keep her appearance intact. I will peel her arms and thighs today."
"Hehe, I won't insert a lot of silver needles today. One finger is better. I used to have five fingers. Today I am in a good mood and I will only insert one."
"Okay, I'll relax today, I'll only have five hammers today."
"Oh my God, I'll try five more times. I'll look at her uterus and it's already prolapsed. Who can bear your hand?"
"Uh, but I have to take at least ten strokes. I have cut it by half and can't be less."
"Uh, there are still regulations? Why don't I know? Do mine have regulations? No, I didn't go to see the rules."
"I didn't see it either. Okay, don't worry. Come on, take the prisoner in and tie it to that rack first. Let's start with the lightest whipping. Now let's take twenty whips first."
The yamen runner in charge of inserting the needle commanded the yamen runners who escorted the palace maid and asked them to tie the palace maid who had no strength to walk to a wooden stand.