After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Chapter 922 confessed

Yao Xin left with an indifferent expression, seemingly unconcerned about the Ministry of Justice's situation.

Those were considered "mundane affairs," while he now lives a life of leisure and freedom.

In the Ministry of Justice, Zhu Guanfeng sat at the table drinking tea. The tea was yellowish because too much tea had been added, making it too strong.

One bite and the bitter taste made the person wince. Only Zhu Guanfeng, in front of his subordinates, had to be mindful of his appearance and force himself to remain expressionless.

He took a sip of tea, which eased the confusion in his mind, but the dark circles under his eyes remained.

Ever since Zhu Guanfeng reported his suspicions about Yao Xin and submitted the evidence, the Minister of Justice has been deceiving him.

"Young people need more experience."

"Heaven has bestowed a great responsibility upon this person..."

"I have high hopes for you... I believe you are a promising young man."

Then, the task of finding out who was behind Chen Yong was entirely entrusted to him.

The Minister of Justice has stopped coming to the prison, fearing he might be entangled in "trouble" again.

Zhu Guanfeng took another sip of tea, feeling that life was a bit bitter.

They took advantage of his youth and talent, treating his subordinates like donkeys. The Prefect was one example, and the Minister was another.

Hmph, just you wait.

After he's worked for more than ten years and become an official, he'll also have to find people to work for him.

He was full of resentment, but Zhu Guanfeng's face showed no sign of it.

The jailer reported that Yao Xin had already left.

He nodded: "The rest is up to you."

"And the injured brother, tell him that if he performs well in the rest of the play, I will reward him with ten taels of silver."

The jailer nodded and said happily, "Thank you, sir."

He went out happily. This was a rare opportunity to make a contribution, and he might even catch the eye of the adults.

Chen Yong's wound was deep, but fortunately it didn't pierce his heart; it went off to his shoulder instead, otherwise it would have pierced right through him.

He felt a dull ache in his left shoulder, and when he struggled to open his eyes, he was met with the face of a grumpy old man.

It was a doctor from Huichuntang. Doctor Gu was quite old, but he still had a lot of strength. He bandaged the wound with a rather heavy hand.

Chen Yong felt immense pain. When he looked back, he saw a scarred man sitting with his legs spread apart, looking fierce.

Seeing that he was awake, the other person gave him a sinister smile: "You're lucky to be alive. You're just a worthless life, how come you weren't stabbed to death?"

Prison Chief Wang held a whip in his hand and waved it.

The old doctor immediately moved aside, no longer caring about the bandaging.

He's too old to be beaten. Besides, how many good people are locked up in the Ministry of Justice's prison?

Wang the jailer's whip grazed Chen Yong's nose. He didn't use much force, but it still hurt quite a bit, leaving a bloody gash on his face.

Chen Yong finally came to his senses.

"Tell me, you've got some nerve, kid. Who did you offend that you'd dare to reach into the Ministry of Justice's prison and risk your own life to try and kill you?"

Wang Lao smiled on the surface, but his expression remained insincere.

Chen Yong also thought of what had happened earlier; that sudden stab had truly scared half of his soul away.

"I, I didn't..."

He instinctively denied it, but when he opened his mouth, he found his throat was dry and hoarse.

Wang, the jailer, stood up, half-squatted down, and met his eyes, his fierce glint undisguised.

"No? You'd better think this through before you speak."

"You're lucky right now; the adults aren't in jail and haven't heard the news yet, otherwise..."

"I advise you to be sensible. I'm not in a good mood. Because of you, I've been blamed for not managing my subordinates properly. Guess how I'll treat you?"

"Now that you've confessed everything, I might give you a chance and let you suffer less."

Prison Chief Wang reached out and patted Chen Yong's cheek.

I just used too much force, and the skin is a bit red from the slap.

Chen Yong stared at him blankly, as if he couldn't react.

So the jailer who killed him was bribed? Who was it? Someone so powerful that they could bribe even a jailer.

The main problem is that this is a life-threatening job; if you stab him, the other party will definitely never be able to leave the Ministry of Justice.

To achieve this, the other party must not only be able to entice but also coerce.

"Not going to talk? Fine, you've got guts."

Wang, the jailer, saw him as a simpleton and wouldn't let him off the hook.

He straightened up and turned to look at the old doctor: "Does that mean it's better to wash his wound with strong liquor? It won't kill him, will it?"

"Yes, sir, strong liquor or coarse salt will do, use whatever you like, it won't kill you, it will just hurt," the old doctor said truthfully.

Chen Yong's eyes widened. Where did this doctor come from? He spoke so cruelly.

Before he could question them, two jailers came in, one of them grabbing his hands and tying them behind his back.

Another person forcibly held down his legs and tied them together to the stool.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yong was bound hand and foot, and the wound that had been half-bandaged was torn open again.

Prisoner Wang sat back down casually, crossed his legs, reached down and picked up a wine jar from the ground, his smile a little cold.

"You're really lucky, kid. This wine was bought by me for the brothers to treat themselves today. You got a good deal."

Then he opened the jar, and the aroma of the wine filled the air.

Wang, the jailer, holding the wine jar, poured it directly onto Chen Yong's wound.

"Ah! Ah!"

Chen Yong's screams echoed throughout the entire prison cell.

This pain is several times worse than being stabbed; it feels like being burned alive, a pain that makes one feel like they are dying.

Wang, the jailer, showed no mercy and even laughed: "What are you shouting for? How many people in jail can still get alcohol? You're lucky, kid. It's my alcohol that's being given to you."

He also reached out and patted Chen Yong on the shoulder.

Only when his hand touched him did he realize that Chen Yong was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, an unconscious, uncontrollable spasm.

"Ah! I don't know..."

Chen Yong screamed in pain.

He truly didn't know who would kill him.

If he had known, wouldn't he have prepared in advance? He wouldn't have ended up getting stabbed.

Is there some mistake? He's injured, he's the victim, why are they interrogating him, the victim?

Go interrogate that jailer!

Just as I was thinking this, I heard footsteps approaching. Two jailers were dragging something over from a distance, the chains scraping against the ground with a clanging sound.

Only then did Prisoner Wang lift the wine jar, pause the punishment, and turn to look.

The two jailers were dragging a blood-soaked, gourd-like person along.

The other person's legs were being dragged, and their head was hanging on the ground; it was impossible to tell whether they were alive or dead.

"Did they find anything out during the interrogation?"

"Boss, we had only just arrested him when he bit his tongue and committed suicide. We were just holding back, so we resorted to some methods."

That means the person was already dead, and these guys were just playing with the corpse, making it look like this.

Wang, the jailer, had squinting eyes and a gloomy demeanor.

"Anyone with a rebellious streak should be chopped up and fed to the dogs."

They didn't even leave him a complete corpse.

Chen Yong felt dizzy and lightheaded because of the pain, but he was also quite shocked by these two sentences.

Is this the jailer who killed him?

He just died like that? Even in death, he's going to be whipped and fed to the dogs by Old Man Wang and his gang?

Without hesitation, the jailer drew his knife and struck. The man on the ground didn't utter a sound as his arm was severed.

The severed arm, dripping with blood, was not far in front of Chen Yong.

Chen Yong was so frightened that his heart was in his throat, and he felt like he was about to faint and couldn't even scream.

The old doctor, showing his medical ethics again, immediately pinched Chen Yong's philtrum, pinching him so hard that he couldn't faint.

But Chief Jailer Wang glared at the jailer carrying the knife: "Are you out of your mind? Go find somewhere else to dispose of it. How are you going to get it out of the cell if you cut it into pieces like this?"

Can't each person carry several pieces?

"vomit!"

The thought of that scene made Chen Yong gag. The vomiting motion aggravated his wound, making it hurt even more.

The jailer outside picked up the severed arm, responded, and then whispered, "Boss, we were just furious. You're about the same age anyway, so after a year or two you could let your nephew take over the job."

“Now that this kid has been bribed, you will be implicated and charged with dereliction of duty, and you may even lose your job. We feel sorry for you.”

"Yes, Shi Tou was someone you personally trained, but he turned out to be an ingrate."

Why did they have to choose the time when the two of them were on duty? Wasn't that deliberately dragging them into this mess?

That's utterly shameless.

The two jailers walked away cursing.

Despite his somewhat muddled mind, Chen Yong had already grasped the key point.

Wang, the jailer, was implicated and lost his future; ruining someone's future is tantamount to killing their parents.

The culprit was dead, and he became the person that Prison Chief Wang hated the most.

Also, none of the senior officers in the prison are here. When the tiger is away, the monkey is king. No wonder Warden Wang is so ruthless.

After the jailer dragged the corpse away, Chief Jailer Wang turned back, holding the wine jar, and continued.

"This is good wine, it's a waste to give it to you, kid."

"what!"

The tearing pain returned, and Chen Yong, bound like a dumpling, couldn't help but struggle, writhing like a maggot before finally collapsing to the ground.

After finishing the jar of wine, Chen Yong was on the verge of death.

But then I saw Wang, the jailer, take out an oil paper package from his pocket, which contained coarse salt particles.

A strong will to survive still roused Chen Yong to his spirits.

"Brother Wang, Boss, I really, really don't know... Waaaaah, who is so cruel as to want to kill me, waaaaah."

Chen Yong was in tears, and his mental state appeared very unstable.

"Yes, is it the Grand Princess? She, she hates me for suing him."

Prison Chief Wang smirked: "If the Eldest Princess wanted to kill you, would she need to resort to such methods? She couldn't have done it earlier. Now that she's found someone else, she's only trying to kill you?"

If Princess Mingzhu really did kill someone to cover it up, she should have done so as soon as the person entered the Ministry of Justice.

Wang, the jailer, seemed too lazy to talk to him anymore: "It's okay if you don't tell the truth. I'm available tonight and can take good care of you."

As he spoke, he called for someone to rub salt into Chen Yong's wound.

This kind of pain is something most people can't bear.

Chen Yong screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and the jailer, Wang, found it too noisy and stuffed a piece of rag into his mouth.

Chen Yong realized that Old Man Wang wasn't really interrogating him; he just wanted to torture him and vent his anger.

Prisoners are most afraid of encountering something like this.

Because the other party has no taboos, as long as he is left with a breath, any other means will be used without any regard.

"Sigh! Ah! Boss Wang, my aunt, my aunt, is General Fang's niece..." Chen Yong was scared and quickly brought up his backer.

Wang Lao looked him up and down, sneered, and said nothing.

But his eyes and actions made it clear: I know you have a relationship with Miss Fang, so what?

His surname is Fang, he's never known you since childhood, what kind of relationship do you have with him?

Besides, Fang Nanzhi couldn't control how the Ministry of Justice interrogated prisoners.

After all the coarse salt particles had been applied, the old doctor said that the wrong ones were used and that they needed to be washed off completely with clean water before applying them again. He would do it.

The old doctor meant well and wanted to see things through, but Wang, the jailer, thought the doctor was too good at reading people's expressions and was quite cooperative with him.

Prison Chief Wang readily agreed, allowing the old doctor to start over.

Chen Yong was absolutely furious with the old doctor. What business was it of his? What business was it of his?

"what!"

Another heart-wrenching scream rang out.

After touching the salt particles again, Wang the jailer changed his tactics again, ordering someone to take off Chen Yong's shoes.

One person took a blade of grass and tickled the soles of his feet.

At first, the punishment didn't seem to have any effect, but after half an hour, Chen Yong really couldn't take it anymore.

He felt he was going to die.

Laughter can kill people.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, Lord Wang, please make them stop."

Tears streamed down Chen Yong's face; he couldn't bear it any longer.

In the past, punishment meant being whipped, beaten with a board, and the most severe punishment was being branded with a hot iron.

He could grit his teeth and endure it, never imagining that such a strange and bizarre punishment would be the most torturous.

Wang, the jailer, finally heard Yao Xin's name from Chen Yong.

Chen Yong was able to confess that it was Lord Zhu who initially set a trap for him, giving him a hint that the plan was doomed and that Yao Xin had already run away.

Then came the assassination.

Isn't Chen Yong curious about who wants to kill him?

It's impossible for Grand Princess Mingzhu, because the other party hasn't made a move for so long.

The only other powerful and influential person he knew who wanted to kill him, besides the assassin whose origins were unknown, was Yao Xin.

Chen Yong even thought Yao Xin was a strong possibility.

If the other party runs away and doesn't care about the matter anymore, will they think about cleaning up the mess? That's the worry he'll have.

Fearing he might reveal something, they wanted to kill him to silence him, which is perfectly reasonable.

After all, those assassins hadn't appeared since he joined the Ministry of Justice.

Yao Xin, on the other hand, could still send him notes and such; she had connections within the Ministry of Justice.

They could also arrange for someone to kill him.

Once suspicion arises, how long can the secret be kept? Coupled with the torture inflicted by Chief Prisoner Wang, Chen Yong is bound to break down.

Prisoner Wang asked very detailed questions, and by the time dawn broke, Zhu Guanfeng had received a signed and fingerprinted confession.

The connection between Chen Yong and Yao Xin didn't actually begin on his way to Beijing.

Shortly after being exiled, Chen Yong became Yao Xin's man.

They didn't do much; they just reported the Chen family's situation to their superiors every three to five months, and that earned them half a tael of silver.

Half a tael of silver was crucial to Chen Yong, who was idle and lazy. He would do anything for free.

At the time, Chen Yong was unaware that Yao Yong was the one who had ordered him to keep an eye on the clansmen.

Later, when Grand Princess Mingzhu came to his door, Chen Yong was ordered to turn the tables on her.

Chen Yong was able to escape the assassins he encountered on the road thanks to the help of Yao's people, who had run away beforehand.

He was being hunted down until he finally met Yao Xin.

Chen Yong felt that the other person looked familiar, and secretly inquired about it. Later, he remembered that Yao Xin and the clan chief Chen Zijun were once close friends.

Needless to say, what happened next was how Chen Yong filed his complaint after arriving in Beijing. He was completely manipulated by the so-called evidence and the national treasury of the previous dynasty.

After reading it, Zhu Guanfeng breathed a long sigh of relief and immediately led his men to capture Yao Xin.

At this moment, the most crucial evidence was finally obtained.