Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty-One Using Punishers, Saying Shackles

Those four people guided Li Qichen and Tong Sui to the front podium.Every time the group of people took a step, those who were at the same level as them knelt down deeply, tapping their foreheads on the bluestone ground, making a loud sound, until they walked another five steps, and then slowly got up.All the movements of the people are uniform and the ups and downs are orderly.If the pitch just now was the rough sea, then at this moment it is the sparkling Daze. Li Qichen is a Wei Wei who has commanded thousands of people. Seeing this situation, he can't help but feel a little shocked. These people were all scholars, farmers, businessmen, and traffickers.

Walking this distance, looking at the people crawling under their feet, no matter who they are, they will feel sacred and majestic, like an emperor, but what follows is an unbearable whip... A group of people stepped onto the podium, and the four knelt down to undress Li Qichen and Tong Shui, with solemn expressions and slow and elegant movements, just like dancing.It's like decorating a well-prepared sacrifice so that it can be sacrificed. The two people were tied to the torture rack, with their hands and feet separated in a "big" shape, and they were only wearing a calf-nosed jacket.

Although Li Qichen had been tortured before, he was not afraid, but this was the first time he was tortured in front of so many people, and he couldn't help feeling anxious. When he turned his head to look at Tong Shi, he saw that Tong Shi was also looking at him. Biting his lower lip lightly with his teeth, Li Qichen nodded and smiled, signaling not to be afraid, while Tong Shu forced a grin and nodded. When the whip came whistling with the sound of the wind, Li Qichen still couldn't help shaking. The pain is like a tear, tearing the flesh on the back, and also tearing away those unbearable memories... Being wronged and tortured, answering those inexplicable questions over and over again, passing out, and waking up again, the cycle goes on and on, with a trace of energy in the body Silk was sucked away, sinking step by step into the abyss like a drowning person.Even I don't know how to survive at that time... Probably because I have a clear conscience.Thinking, as long as he is alive, he will have the opportunity to tell his grievances in front of the king; as long as he is alive, he will have the opportunity to find the real culprit and clear up his grievances, that's all...

However, today, there is no need to be so persistent about grievances. Looking back on that time of detention and torture, maybe it was just a move, a strategy... and I was just a pawn in the king's hands. Assassin, come here to do some fine work at this time, what will you do next time?How many times can this body and life withstand?Wei Wei in the palace has already changed to a newcomer, even if he is wronged, what can he do?Life is like a play, and the king will act it out according to what the king says... I just didn't expect that in this play within the play, I would also play the role of the tortured person.

The pain on his back hit him wave after wave, like a ball of fire was burning, or splashed with boiling oil, and there was that feeling of wanting to vomit from the pain, Li Qichen hurriedly gritted his teeth to hold back.The cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his eyes were blurred. Tong Su... Can Tong Su endure such pain?Li Qichen turned his head to look, but saw that Tong Shui was hanging his head, the muscles on his shoulders trembled with the ups and downs of the whip, and spots of blood bloomed around his body.Could it be that he has passed out?Li Qichen called softly: "Tong... Gantang!" He almost called the wrong name, forgetting that it was a play.

Hearing the voice, Tong Shu raised his head slightly. His hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his face. His lips were full of wounds bitten out with pain. His eyes were a little confused, but there was an erratic smile on his lips. Suddenly Tong Shui sang faintly: The voice was low, but melodious and melodious, the hall with hundreds of people was completely silent, only Tong Shu's slightly hoarse singing echoed faintly... Li Qichen was secretly worried, singing this song, I'm afraid it's a bit too much... ...It's too much to attract people's attention... Worrying about things like this, unknowingly, distracted the pain in his back.

The song came to an end, and the last whip had just finished, Tong Shu's head drooped heavily. "Are you awake?" Li Qichen saw that Tong Shui opened his eyes, a smile slowly spread on his face, and his eyes were full of pity. "Hmm... It doesn't seem to hurt very much... Ren Ren passed it..." Tong Shuqiang said with a smile. "Yeah. I endured it for two hours..." Li Qichen laughed. Tong Shu was shocked: "I've been in a coma for so long?!" Li Qichen nodded: "I have given you medicine once." Tong Shui looked around. It was a small cell in a cave like a prison cell. It had no windows. It was surrounded by mountain walls on three sides and a stone wall on one side. There was a wooden door in the middle with a lock on it.Tong Shu asked in surprise, "Have we become prisoners?"

Li Qichen shook his head: "It should be for us to recuperate here... Didn't you realize that this place is extremely clean?" Tong Shu looked around carefully again. There was a lamp on the wall, a brazier on the ground, and a clay pot beside the brazier, which seemed to be filled with medicine.The walls of the cave are surrounded by blue-gray rocks with charcoal-black patterns in the shape of bamboo leaves, which is very unique.The ground was polished extremely flat, and the joints with the walls were rounded, so it was indeed spotless.There is no bed, only three layers of mats on the floor, all of which look new, especially the topmost mat, which still has the rough feel and dryness of new hemp.Both of them were only wearing a brand-new white onyx robe, which was extremely light and thin, and even if it was attached to the skin of the wound, it would not hurt the wound.

Li Qichen said again: "The eunuchs in the palace have to stay in the 'silk room' for three months after they have just purified themselves. The 'silk room' is like this, warm, clean, and airtight. Only in this way can we keep Life, let the wound heal... Sometimes the prisoner is severely punished, and the monarch does not want him to die, so he will recuperate in the 'jam room'..." Tong Shui heard Li Qichen mention "criminal officials" and "severe punishment", afraid of reminding him of his unbearable past, he quickly stopped him and shouted: "Don't we have to stay here for three months?"

Li Qichen smiled, and flicked Tong Shui's forehead lightly: "It's a beautiful idea! This kind of small injury will basically heal in seven to ten days at most, and you can move freely. Who would let you stay here for so long." Tong Shui smiled: "This is not a small injury... It's going to die of pain, okay?" Li Qichen smiled and said: "I never thought you could bear the pain so much. If you want to be my servant in black, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it either." Tong Shu frowned and said, "What? Do you beat people there too?"

Li Qichen said: "The rules of the servants are not much different from those in the army. Moreover, the servants are all selected from aristocratic families, so they must be strictly controlled. If they make a mistake, they will inevitably be punished... Could it be that Are there no rules of punishment in your Salt Gang?" Tong Shui curled his lips and said angrily: "I made a mistake, I'm sorry brother, at most, I cut off my fingers and ears, or three knives and six holes. In short, there are not so many red tapes... I don't know what it is. Go up the mountain and go to the mountains. If there is nothing wrong, you will be beaten." Li Qichen said with a smile: "Didn't you find out? They only recruit those who are desperate and desperate. Here, you will lose your 'potential' first; and then let you donate all your wealth. This is to lose your 'wealth'." ';Finally whipped in public, insulting your "festival". Power, wealth, and integrity are all gone, and there is nothing left for a person. You have to listen to them, because you can't listen to them. There is nowhere to go." Tong Shui nodded thoughtfully, and said with a smile, "But our 'power' is made up, and 'wealth' is also Mr. Yue'an's. Only this 'festival' really makes us suffer." Li Qichen said: "That's not entirely true. Think about it, if we are two ordinary people, if we are just two ordinary people, we should be regarded as a great shame and shame in our lives, but we bear the king's order and came in to save people. Suffer some humiliation, because knowing that this is just a show, I won't feel too much shame in my heart..." Li Qichen saw that Tong Shui half understood, and said: "It's like being in prison, with the same grievances and the same punishment, some people will die, and some people will live. Apart from the difference in physique, the key In my heart, if I lose confidence in the laws of heaven and the country, I will have no motivation to live, but if I firmly believe that grievances can be cleared up, with this breath, I can persevere..." Seeing that Li Qichen had returned to the topic of unjust imprisonment and torture, Tong Shui hurriedly said, "Then is it the same for you to wear black clothes?" Li Qichen smiled and nodded: "That's right... Once all the servants in black clothes enter the palace, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, they have to be stripped clean from head to toe, and they are not allowed to bring any of their own things except the protective jade. After that, they have to wear Wearing exactly the same black clothes, everyone is equal. This is castration and wealth loss. As for festivals, the palace rules are complicated, and rewards and punishments are clearly defined. If there is a mistake, it will naturally be severely punished, and there is no need to deliberately humiliate..." Tong Shui heard Li Qichen talk about the black clothes, then looked at the white clothes on his body, and suddenly saw a small line of "Kun eighty-nine" embroidered on the chest, and went to see Li Qichen again, but it was "Gen ninety-seven", and frowned , asked: "What is this?" Li Qichen shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's just a number..." Tong Shu curled his lips and scoffed, "It's like a mark on someone who raised horses and herded cattle...Hmph!" Li Qichen smiled: "If you are so resentful, the injury will heal more slowly." Tong Shui slapped his forehead suddenly, and said, "Several, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui each have eighty or ninety people. Isn't that..." Tong Shui said, pinching his fingers to count the number of people. , "There are more than 700 people! In the class just now, I think there are at most 200 people." Li Qichen nodded: "That's true... But this may also be an imaginary number. Some numbers are left blank in the middle to make it mysterious. It is often done in the army, burying more stoves, and planting more supervisory flags to make the enemy think that there are many troops."