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In February of the twenty-sixth year of Hongwu (1393 AD), Jin Yiwei commanded Jiang Xuan (Huán) to sue the Duke of Liangguo Lan Yu for conspiracy and rebellion.

Jiang Zheng informed: Lan Yu, the Duke of Liangguo, rebelled against Cao Zhen, Marquis of Jingchuan, Zhang Yi, Marquis of Heshou, Zhu Shou, Marquis of Dingyuan, Wang Bi, Bo He Rong of Dongzhen, Zhan Hui, the secretary of the ministry, and Fu Youwen, the servant of the household department, and conspired to launch a rebellion while Zhu Yuanzhang was borrowing land.

Borrowing the field is a ritual in ancient times before spring ploughing, the Son of Heaven personally went down to the field to plough, called "borrowing ceremony", to show that the Son of Heaven attaches great importance to farming.

After receiving the report, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered Lan Yu and others to be arrested and handed over to the Fusi of Jinyi Weibei Town for trial.

In the Fusi prison in Jinyi Weibei Town, in the dimly lit room, the stove was burning, the fire was swaying, and a Jinyi Wei's black cloak was carrying everyone.

Behind the black-clothed cloak, a group of brocade-clothed guards were waiting quietly, and Zheng Hai was among them.

"My lord, that blue jade is unruly, and her bones are very hard. The little ones have used many heavy punishments on him, but he still refuses to admit it. Please make it clear to you, will we continue to torture him?"

The one who spoke was Bai Hongfei, a white fat man, whose face was shaking with the splash of saliva, and his eyes were staring at the black-clothed cloak in front of him.

"Ignore him, he's already a dead man. What about the others?" the black-clothed cloak turned around, and this person was Jiang Xuan, the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

Ma Chang, the long-faced thin man, stepped forward and replied: "My lord, Jingchuan Hou Cao Zhen also refused to admit his guilt, and he insisted that he was framed, and this person's bones were also very hard..."

I'll leave it to you here!" Jiang

Xuan finished speaking, put on his hat and walked out of the room, and everyone got out of the way.

Just as he was about to walk out of the prison door, Jiang Xuan suddenly stood up and looked back at Zheng Hai: "Zheng Hai, you also stay, and do their testimony well." It is up to you to present it to Your Majesty.

Zheng Hai nodded yes, and did not follow Jiang Zhen to leave, but stayed.

The white fat man Bai Hongfei and the thin man Ma Chang looked at each other and smiled, and said to Zheng Hai: "Brother Zheng, it's hard work!" Zheng Hai

hugged his fists and saluted back: "Brother Bai, Brother Ma, the younger brother is just an assistant, and you are the real executors of this person." Please also ask the two brothers to work hard, and I will do my best to help you. "

Brother Zheng is polite! Let's not distinguish between each other, let's start the interrogation!" Bai

Hongfei, Ma Chang and Zheng Hai walked into the cell one after another, torches were lit in the passage, and the howl of the prisoner was heard in the distance.

Zheng Hai followed behind Bai Hongfei and Ma Chang, and walked through the prison all the way.

The Fusi Prison in Beizhen, which was originally empty, is now filled with prisoners in seventy percent of the cells, and the deserted cells have suddenly become lively.

"Oh, this is like the prison of Beizhen Fusi! Lao Tzu has not seen this scene for several years, and the craft has been almost abandoned in the past few years.

While walking in front, the white fat man turned his face to look at the wooden fence cells on both sides, and nodded at the cells on both sides from time to time, with a satisfied expression.

"Listen to the meaning of the adults, this is just the beginning, and in the future, our Beizhen Fusi's prison will definitely be very lively. The thin man often followed behind the white fat man to express his opinion.

Zheng Hai nodded silently. He agrees with Ma Chang's opinion, and he knows that Ma Chang's words are right. The Lanyu case has just broken out, and the officials who will suffer in the future are still lining up!

When they came to the torture room, several jailers were interrogating the prisoners. Someone is taking notes, someone is holding a whip, someone is asking questions. The jailers worked together, and it seemed that Bai Hongfei had already arranged it.

On the wooden frame of the torture room, a prisoner dressed in white was tied, and the white prisoner's clothes were covered with red whip marks. The prisoner hung his head, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like he was dying.

The jailer took a piece of paper full of confessions, walked to the cross, grabbed the prisoner's hand, and pressed a bloody handprint on the paper.

The cell boss Bai Hongfei glanced at the jailers and asked, "How is it? How many confessions have been made?"

"My lord, only two people have been recruited. "

These fools really don't cry when they don't see the coffin, it seems that Lao Tzu has to do it himself! Don't give them a little bit of a taste, I really think that our Beizhen Fusi's torture equipment is an ornament!" The white fat man looked angry, the horizontal flesh on his face was squeezed together, and his eyes were fierce.

The thin man often stepped forward, with a rough hand, stroking the torture instruments on the table, walking past the torture instruments one by one, and stroking the torture instruments one by one:

wooden sticks, axes, sledgehammers, awls, iron brushes, pliers, soldering irons, whips, bamboo sticks, silver needles...

Looking at Ma Chang's excited and weird expression, Zheng Hai couldn't help but feel a chill on his body and goosebumps.

"Come on, go and bring a prisoner! The two of us will show you what kind of means to deal with those diehards!" Bai

Hongfei, the cell leader, smiled evilly, rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his fat hands, and his hands were full of calluses.

Zheng Hai looked at the excited appearance of the two cell heads, one fat and one empty, and a chill ran on his back: I didn't find these two people so terrible before, but now this face is really terrifying, and this black and white impermanent name seems to be really not blown!

Just as he was stunned, Zheng Hai suddenly heard Bai Hongfei say: "Brother Zheng, do you think you want to stay next door for a while, or do you want to stay and observe?" Bai Hongfei's

face changed, and he resumed his smiling face, and when he looked at Zheng Hai, he didn't look like a murderer.

Bai Hongfei said: "If your brother wants to learn a craft, you must teach it to your brother, and I will never pass on this craft." However, you can have no reservations about your

brother..."Zheng Hai shook his head: "Thank you Brother Bai for your kindness, brother, I don't want to learn this kind of craft, or..."

He really wanted to find a mirror to look at himself, to see if his face was covered with black lines.

Ma often asked someone to remove the torture instruments from the table, tear off the black cloth on the table, and a table covered with iron sheets.

The table top was mottled with many maroon patches, like rust, and like blood.

A

bucket of cold water flushed on the table, washing away some small clutter.

Running water flowed down the edge of the table, and the clean water took up the stain and became cloudy, and the maroon water dripped down like undried blood.

"Burn the fire, boil the water

!" "Remove his clothes!" "Tie his limbs!"

the thin man often commanded the jailers as they prepared to execute the prisoners who were brought in.

This is the most cruel, bloody, and inhumane punishment of the ten tortures of Jinyiwei, called "scrubbing".

This kind of torture is similar to, or even more cruel, than the torture of a thousand cuts.

The executioner first fixed the prisoner on an iron plate, then poured boiling water on the prisoner's skin, and then took an iron brush like a comb and brushed the prisoner's body

over and over again... Zheng Hai turned around, not wanting to see the bloody scene that followed...

"Brother Zheng, don't be in a hurry to leave!