Jinyiwei did not open the court door during the competition, but only sent someone to the outside of Fusi in Beizhen to ask the family members who were watching if they had any silver. Due to the hasty notice, everyone only brought some broken silver. The family members of the six families gathered together.

It was less than 400 taels. The Jin Yiwei weighed the silver, took fifteen taels of it into his arms when he turned around, walked back to the yard and reported loudly: "Report, Zhou Chaorui took a bribe of 10,000 taels, today I will recover the money."

Three hundred taels, Wei Dazhong accepted a bribe of 3,000 taels, and recovered 5 taels today. Yuan Huazhong accepted a bribe of 6,000 taels, and recovered 3 taels today. Gu Dazhang accepted a bribe of 40,000 taels, and recovered 5 taels today. Zuo Guangdou accepted a bribe of 20,000 taels, and today he will recover 30 taels.

No, Yang Lian accepted a bribe of 20,000 taels, and I can’t catch up with him today.”

Standing in the yard was a man from a thousand households, who nodded and said, "Zuo Guangdou and Yang Lian will be sentenced to full punishment, and each of the others will be punished with forty sticks. Zhou Chaorui, who has more hands, will be punished with twenty sticks."

"Here!" The Jin Yiwei received the order solemnly, and each of them made arrangements in an orderly manner, starting with Zhou Chaorui.

In the past, Zhui Bi was tortured together, but for the sake of these six people, Xu Xianchun also tried his best and asked Jin Yiwei to torture them separately, creating a psychological shadow on the others and causing them to collapse at any time.

The Jin Yiwei swung his stick vigorously, hitting Wei Dazhong on the calf with a dull thud.

Wei Dazhong's buttocks and thighs were already torn. Yesterday, Wei Dazhong could only lie on his stomach in the cell and could no longer sit on his buttocks.

If the person being tortured cannot be hit above the thigh, he will hit the calf.

There was little meat on the calves, so every blow was hit to the bone, which was ten times more painful than torture on the buttocks. By the fifth blow, Wei Dazhong had already fainted from the pain.

The Jin Yiwei, who was wearing green and green embroidered clothes, did not stop and continued to fight.

The family members outside could only hear the loud shouting of the guards inside, but could not see the faces of the six people at all.

Yang Lian and others had long since lost the strength to scream. When the family members heard that they were being tortured again, they all collapsed, crying and shouting that they were wronged.

The one who reacted the most violently was Wei Xuezhen, who shouted at the top of his lungs: "Dad! My son is unfilial and cannot save you. If his righteousness is gone, the evil will destroy the country. If the righteousness is no longer, the evil will destroy the country!"

"Hit! Keep beating!" Qianhu angrily scolded the executioner who showed slight indifference, ignoring the cries and shouts outside the yard.

The clothes on the prisoner's body were torn, and every time the stick was struck, blood splattered like dots. Some fell on the indigo and green embroidered clothes of the Jin Yiwei, and some sprinkled on the loess.

Behind the Criminal Justice Department, Jin Yiming leaned against the pillar with his golden knife in his hands, watching without saying a word.

He watched the Jin Yiwei finish beating Zhou Chaorui, then Gu Dazhang, and then Wei Dazhong and Yuan Huazhong.

The fight lasted for two hours, during which several guards were replaced, taking turns taking turns.

Finally, Zuo Guangdou and Yang Lian were sentenced to full sentences.

These two people are what Wei Zhongxian hates the most. Xu Xianchun has long promised to torture them to death, but they must not be beaten to death.

Four guards in royal robes came, first with sticks, then with blows, and finally with sticks.

If you are beaten, you will faint. If you feel faint, you will drink water. When you wake up, you will be beaten again. Yang Lian lies on the bench, his hands hanging down softly. Every few minutes, a guard in Jinyi will come and sniff to confirm that the person is not dead.

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After the fight between Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou, they still had to be burned with a red-hot iron fork to leave marks on their bodies. Jin Yiwei took off his clothes and found clean skin to mark. There would be a squeak when Zhihong's iron block was pressed against his skin.

There was a loud sound. The skin was immediately charred as soon as it was touched. The smell of burning human flesh was in the air. Everyone covered their noses. A few young Jin Yiwei couldn't help but gag when they smelled the smell.

Jin Yiming just looked at it. He had killed dozens of people, and it was not uncommon for him to take off their heads with one knife. But the execution scene in front of him made him waver in his work.

Jin Yiming kept asking himself: "Are the Jin Yiwei protecting the imperial power or are they scheming? Is all this the truth, or are they fighting for power? Are the Jin Yiwei loyal to the eunuchs or to Emperor Tianqi in the Forbidden City? There are so many injustices in the world, why does God let go of them?

Similar things happen over and over again.”

Although there was no expression at all on the surface, Jin Yiming felt like he was about to explode mentally.

"The golden sword burns the lamp, and Ji Xiang has the jade hand. The golden sword ranks first in the Assassin family. As a descendant of Jing Ke, the Jin family has done so many great achievements in history, but they have done nothing during the Apocalypse years. They have seen loyal ministers change.

Martyr, how do I, Jin Yiming, face the reputation of the Jindao family and how do I go to meet my ancestors?"
Chapter completed!