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Chapter 167: The Punishment of the Prison

There is no need to elaborate on the execution process of the imperial prison. Apart from the six gentlemen of Donglin, the prisoners of the imperial prison have never been convinced.

Especially these corrupt officials who are in trouble can easily get what they want to know without any torture after entering.

How could corrupt officials not be afraid of death?

But if that's the case, then you'll underestimate the imperial prison too much.

The person responsible for the torture of the Imperial Prison was Deng Beiming, the assistant commander of the Jinyiwei. This person is a bastard, and the word "ruthless" runs through his entire life. He is not cruel enough and cannot be promoted to the Imperial Prison.

His subordinates took Jia Chuan's confession from the Military War Bureau: "Mr. Deng, Jia Chuan still recruited all of them. There are seven Jingtien companies who came in. Two of them were offered by Zhu Chunchen, the iron factory of Duke Chengguo, but the accounts of the military war bureau were extremely chaotic. Even if Jia Chuan received the confession from his mouth, the seven red cannons all came from the Chengguo Railway Factory, but there was no substantial evidence. Just confession may not pose any threat to Duke Chengguo."

The bastard Deng Beiming snorted: "The case of Duke Cheng Guo’s snorkeling is over here. The order we have received is to investigate the military battle. As for Duke Cheng Guo’s no longer within the scope of our investigation, I ask you, is Jia Chuan’s confession reliable?"

This kind of forced confession is familiar to the Zhaozhuo, and the subordinate nodded: "Reliable. Jia Chuan just came and was punished before he was punished. We tortured him three times in a row, and each confession was consistent and there would be no mistakes."

This is the terrible thing about the Jinyiwei Zhaozhu. Whether you confess or not, you should have torture. Even if you ask for advice, you will continue to torture you later until you drain you and completely destroy your mind.

Only in this way can you get the information you want to the maximum extent.

Deng Beiming sneered: "What's this? I'll give Jia Chuan three more sentences and continue to be tried. If I find that the confession in one place is inconsistent, it will be until the trial is dead."

The poor eunuch Jia Chuan, the eunuch in charge of the military battle, may have done all the bad things he has done since he was three or five years old. As long as he can remember them, he will confess his fault. Even if you have stolen a green onion from your next neighbor's house, you have to say it obediently.

His subordinate said again: "Yes, I will do it now. But Jia Chuan seems to be in a bad state. Otherwise, he will be punished first, and the remaining two will be imposed when his body recovers.

Deng Beiming said "Yes": "You can do it, has that Yangzhi risen?"

"Here, according to Baihu Dingshan, Lord Yang was already paralyzed on the way he came. It was a few brothers who carried him in. As soon as he entered the imperial prison, Yang Zhiqi went crazy. It seemed that he was scared to death by listening to the screams of Jia Chuan and others."

"Hmph, are you crazy? I want to see if this Yang Zhiqi is really crazy or fake. When I go to meet him in person, I will take Yang Zhiqi to the torture room."

Yang Zhiqi was crazy, to be precise, he was so scared that he was stupid. He really wanted to go crazy, at least the madman would not be so scared.

The dark, damp, gloomy and terrifying imperial prison is like a terrifying thing for the civil servant Yang Zhiqi.

He hurried in the cell and shivered. Until today, he still didn't understand what the reason for Emperor Chongzhen's edict was to arrest him. Could it be that it was because he was the reason why he was involved in buying and selling official positions?

But why did Chongzhen not arrest the parties involved in buying and selling official positions, but started from himself? If not, then what was the purpose of Emperor Chongzhen arresting him?

As he was thinking about it, footsteps sounded, several Jinyiwei walked towards Yang Zhiqiu's cell. The leader was Deng Beiming.

The sound of iron chains, and the prison guard opened the prison door. The stinking inside the prison was so stinking that it was not a place for people to stay. An Jinyiwei opened the door and said coldly: "This is Lord Deng, the assistant commander of the Jinyiwei."

Deng Beiming looked at Yang Zhiqi, who was like a dead pig, and sneered: "Mr. Yang, I heard that you are so arrogant and domineering on weekdays. Why did you even startle the head of Master Long Live. Let's go and take him to the torture room. I want to have a good chat with him."

"No, no, no, no, no, Lord Deng, please tell me, Long Sui, the official has not done anything wrong to the court. Lord Deng, you are good, Mr. Deng!" At this moment, Yang Zhiqi still had a trace of his usual majesty. At this time, he was not even as good as a dog with his tail.

Even Deng Beiming couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Mr. Yang, if you still have some backbone, even if you are a little tough, I can still respect you as a man. After all, I haven't met a man like a man for a long time when the prisoner came to the imperial prison. Only a tough man can punish him and take him away."

Struggling, begging, crying, and being in the imperial prison are useless. Even if you are silent, it is useless. This place is much more terrifying than hell.

In the torture room, when Yang Zhiqi came in, he really wished he could die immediately. There were no less than hundreds of torture instruments hanging on the wall.

The torture room is very hot, and no matter how cold the office is, there are hot air. That's because there are burning charcoal stoves everywhere in the torture room.

Of course, the people in the imperial prison will never be so kind. They will give you a stove to keep you warm. There are red iron bars in the charcoal stove.

This iron bar is also of particular importance. One end of the iron bar is welded with iron plates of various shapes and sizes. It is as small as an egg and as big as a slap. This is because when torture is applied, it is targeted at different parts of the human body.

The feeling of putting a red iron plate on the human body is by no means something that people suffer. Once upon a time, there was a precedent of being covered by a huge iron plate on the chest and burning to death.

The red and hot iron plate will burn the heart alive and solidify the blood in the heart bit by bit. According to the people in the imperial prison, it is like boiled pig blood.

These were all told by Deng Beiming that Yang Zhiqi, and he picked up an iron brush again: "Mr. Yang, you don't know anything here. Let me introduce it to you. This is called a comb."

Yang Zhiqi opened his eyes wide in horror. I knew this was called a comb. Can't you tell it from the appearance? But why is this comb made of iron?

Deng Beiming's mouth raised slightly, as if he was admiring a work of art: "Mr. Yang must be very surprised, why is this comb made of iron? Then, I will tell you. Because this comb is not used to comb your hair, but to comb your flesh."

Two Jinyiwei came over, like a pig-killing butcher, and tied Yang Zhiqi's limbs to the pillar with expressionless expression.

Deng Beiming, holding the iron comb in his hand, walked up to Yang Zhi, and gestured back and forth on him with a comb: "You see this comb here, are there rows of barbs. When combing your skin, you will tear off your skin and flesh one by one. Tell me, Lord Yang, what's the taste like compared to the shredded pork you eat in Beijing sauce."
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