Chapter 37 Section Thirty-Seventh Capture Master Wen Alive in a Brothel

Master Wen handed over the affairs assigned by An Ge to the county prince, so he plunged into the "unforgettable" brothel, and decided to "pin out water" with his old friend for a few days.Therefore, as long as Mr. Wen came to the capital for business, no matter what it was, he would never be able to return to Baoding within a month.Because this man with the surname Wen was only considered a man when he was out on business for a few days, and his body belonged to him. On this day, Master Wen had eaten in the room where the water was squeezed out, and was about to sleep, when the curtain was lifted suddenly, and a person walked in.

Master Wen lay still, and asked "Pinch out the water": "Which one?" "Master Wen, it's a small one!" A voice rang in his ear. Master Wen heard the sound familiar, quickly opened his eyes, saw it, and sat up: "So it's the official. Why are you here?" The official put his mouth close to Mr. Wen's ear and said: "There is a big deal, the slave is afraid of flying into other people's arms, so I came here overnight from Baoding. The slave knows that you must be 'pinching water' girl, no, Let me cover the bed." After speaking, he smirked at "Pinch out the water", looking like an old acquaintance.

Master Wen hurriedly asked: "What big deal can't wait until we go back?" The official said: "A filial and honest man paid 50,000 taels of silver to buy a classic history. Master Wen, you know that the standard history of the first county in Baoding Prefecture is 10,000 taels. Is it a small deal to fly 40,000 taels out of thin air?" ?” Master Wen hurriedly got out of bed and asked, "Where's the man? You bring him here, hand in the bank ticket, and we'll let him take office and we'll be done!" The official was still not in a hurry or annoyed, he said with a smile: "Master Wen, are you anxious? I knew that you would be anxious when you heard about such a thing. But, Master Wen, you should reward the younger one more this time." right?"

"Five thousand for you!" "Raise your hand!" "That's six thousand, no more. Zhijun and Junmen have to be managed!" The official said with a sad face: "If you want to work hard for me, you have to give me a number anyway! In the past few years, I have built bridges for you! Have you ever hidden half of your mind?" Master Wen stared at him: "You want so much this time, what about next time? We all rely on this to support our families, so we have to take care of each other, right?" The official said: "Didn't we let us catch a silly bird this time? In the past, didn't the small ones cost more than half a copper coin?"

"Okay, ten thousand is ten thousand, you bring that Xiaolian Gong!" The official immediately burst into a smile, saying "the slave will come as soon as he goes", and walked out in a hurry. Master Wen laughed and scolded in the room: "This official seventh, it's really difficult for him!" "Pinch out the water" suddenly threw himself into Master Wen's arms, and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, what you promised me should be fulfilled this time, right? I dreamed about it last night!" Master Wen stroked the hair of "Pinch Out Water" with his hand and said: "Your food is yours sooner or later, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. You can make me a few bubbles quickly, I've had enough, and I'll entertain you slowly! "

"Pinch out the water" but coquettishly said: "I am not, you promise me first, I will burn it for you to eat. You smelly old men, you belong to rats, put your claws and forget!" At this moment, an inquiry suddenly sounded from outside: "Is Master Wen there?" Master Wen pushed "Pinch out the water" away, and said repeatedly: "Yes... come in and talk." A man who looked like a guard walked in. Master Wen was stunned for a moment, and heard the guard say: "My lord asked my uncle to go back to the mansion immediately, the sedan chair has already arrived."

Master Wen saw that the guard looked unfamiliar, and asked, "Who are you?" The guard said: "The young one is the guard of the county prince's mansion. Uncle doesn't recognize the young one, but the young one recognizes the uncle. Please change your clothes. It's late, and the prince is annoyed again." While changing his clothes, Master Wen asked, "How did you find this place?" The guard said: "The lord has known about uncle's whereabouts for a long time, but he didn't tell the truth. Is there anything in the small capital that can be hidden from the lord?"

Hearing this, Master Wen, who was originally stable and stable, suddenly became flustered, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, and his hands trembled a little. He had to put one sleeve on three times before putting it on. As he walked out, he asked the guards, "But what's going on in Zhili General Military Mansion?" The guard said: "How can the little one know?" Sure enough, there was a sedan chair for two people parked outside.Master Wen didn't have time to discern the appearance of the bearer, so he was let into the sedan chair by the guards. The guard supported the sedan chair and shouted "Get up the sedan chair", and the sedan chair got up in an instant and walked quickly.Master Wen saw his whereabouts in a hurry, and couldn't help thinking: "Sure enough, there is something urgent!"

After walking for a long time, Mr. Wen guessed that it was time to arrive at the Prince's Mansion, so he opened the sedan chair curtain and took a look, but it turned out that it was not the way to the Prince's Mansion, the trees and houses on both sides were very green.My heart couldn't help jumping, I quickly stamped the bottom of the sedan chair with my foot, and asked the guard in front of the sedan chair: "This road looks so strange, I'm afraid I'm going the wrong way?" The guard turned his head and said impatiently: "Uncle Wen is dazzled, isn't it? Isn't this the road from the back garden of the Prince's Mansion in our county? Uncle Wen probably didn't take this shortcut."

Master Wen had no choice but to put down the curtain of the sedan chair, feeling that the sedan chair was getting faster and faster.After walking for another two moments and still not stopping, Master Wen opened the sedan chair curtain to look again, but he felt more and more that something was wrong.He yelled: "Stop the sedan chair! Where are you going to carry me?" The guard was not in a hurry or annoyed: "Master Wen, don't be in a hurry, isn't it coming soon?" Master Wen squinted his eyes and took a closer look. There was indeed a big house in front of him, but where was there any shadow of the palace?

"Wrong, wrong!" Master Wen shouted in the sedan chair. But the sedan chair just kept moving forward, and didn't stop until it reached the door.Countless sweat was dripping down Master Wen's face. Two guards walked out of the gate and asked, "But it's here?" The guard supporting the sedan chair nodded.The two guards rushed forward in a few steps, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, grabbed Mr. Wen by the collar, and dragged him out of the sedan chair.Master Wen knew who had fallen into someone's trap, and was shaking with fright, unable to speak a word. Master Wen was pushed and pulled into a room by two guards. Someone had been waiting for a long time in the room with a chain. Hanging from the beam.At this time, an official walked in step by step, glanced at Master Wen, and asked, "Is this the one named Wen?" Both sides agreed: "Hey!" The official sat on a stool and asked, "Are you Ange's brother-in-law whose surname is Wen?" Seeing that Master Wen nodded, he said to the guards on both sides: "Do it!" The two guards took out two thin iron awls with long handles that had been prepared, one of them stepped on Mr. Wen's kneeling legs, and the other took the awl, and randomly tied the awl on Mr. Wen's buttocks, piercing him hard. He passed out four or five times in a row before stopping. The official said: "Put him down. The superior specifically asked him to write the confession himself. Give him the paper and pen, and it's up to him to write or not." After finishing speaking, he walked out. A guard put a pen and paper in front of Master Wen: "Ange's case was broken, and many prohibited items were taken from his house. The superior ordered him to be beheaded, but he bit you out. The superior I mean, it depends on how you write, and no matter who you decide to kill, your sister can't get rid of it." After finishing speaking, seeing that Master Wen was only panting and not making a sound, he stepped on his buttocks, and Master Wen was in pain like killing a pig. yell. Master Wen lay on the ground panting for a long time before he came back to his senses, only feeling shaking all over, without any strength.He tried to get up, but he couldn't move!Just at this time, the official came in again, glanced at him, and said, "I can't see that you have good ambition, and you haven't written a single word! Okay! Come on!" Seeing the guards coming, the The official ordered: "Take off his trousers and wash him well with salt water. Where he didn't get pierced, put a few awls on it, so that he won't go to the underworld and be treated as a gentleman!" The guards didn't wait for the official to finish speaking, they came over three or four times, and ruthlessly ripped off their pants.The trousers were already clogged with blood, so they could be easily taken off anywhere!The person who took the salt water didn't care about it, just poured the salt water on the bloody buttocks, pinched and rubbed, the pain caused the master Wen to change his voice and yelled: "You don't write, you don't write. The little thing is that my hands are trembling and I can’t hold the pen! Please forgive me, Master!” The official immediately said: "Let's do it slowly, let's see how he confesses first." He took out a stack of papers and shook it at Master Wen, "This is An Ge's confession, and every item is very clear. Are you telling the truth? , I’ll know it as soon as I compare it. If you really want to hide something, I will fry your leg with a frying pan first. Come on, set up the frying pan and heat the oil first.” The two sides agreed with a "Hey!" Then two people walked out, set up a large iron pot in the yard outside the house, poured oil into it, and set it on fire. The official gestured to the guards in the room with his eyes, and two guards came over immediately, set up Master Wen to show him the burning oil pan; although the oil in the pan did not move, the fire under the pan burned. It was very old, and the dry wood boards were burning and screaming. Master Wen trembled more and more, without any strength at all; as soon as the two guards let go, he fell to the ground with a plop.Really freaking out! At this time, a table was brought from the house, and a guard placed the paper and ink on it, and sat down on a pony stool facing Mr. Wen, obviously to record. The official coughed dryly, and said: "Prisoner, you can speak now. The oil pan in front of you is already on fire. You speak slowly and think slowly. As long as you don't hide anything, I will come up to intercede for you. You Speak!" Master Wen lay prone on the ground, gasping for breath, and speaking slowly.