"Why make things difficult for a servant?"

Yao Zongwen walked out of the house, glanced at the East Depot guards with an expressionless face, and said, "What's your business, East Depot guards, breaking into my home? If you can't explain yourself, I will confront you before His Majesty and punish you for your offense."

The fat man waved his hand behind him, and the remaining people quickly separated and surrounded Yao Zongwen in a human wall.

"What are you going to do!" Yao Zongwen was shocked and angry.

"Now is not the time to show off. Doesn't Lord Yao know what we want to do? The East Factory is here, is there something good going on for you? Your story has been exposed!"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, the two guards behind him stepped forward and held Yao Zongwen down before he could react.

This is simply humiliating him.

Yao Zongwen was furious, but he was no match for the barbarians. He shouted, "What are you doing? Let me go, will I be able to escape? Let me go, I am an official appointed by the imperial court!"

The fat eunuch had no expression on his face. He just waved his hand and said, "Master Yao, there's no need to say this here. When we get to our East Factory, someone will naturally talk to you."

As the fat man waved his hand, two guards from the East Factory immediately blocked Yao Zongwen's mouth with a pile of rags, and then dragged Yao Zongwen out.

East Factory Prison.

In fact, the earliest East Factory did not have a big prison, and the arrested people were all sent to the Jinyiwei's prison. However, over the years, the East Factory has long made up for this shortcoming. The East Factory's black prison is more frightening and more feared than the Jinyiwei's prison.

When Yao Zongwen was dragged into the black prison, someone was already waiting for him there. This person was naturally Wei Zhongxian.

After seeing Yao Zongwen, Wei Zhongxian smiled, glanced at the guards, and said unhappily, "How can you treat our Lord Yao like this? Let him go!"

After hearing Wei Zhongxian's words, the guards who were holding Yao Zongwen captive did not dare to delay and quickly released him.

After Yao Zongwen removed the rag stuffed in his mouth, he suppressed his anger and looked at Wei Zhongxian and asked, "Eunuch Wei, I wonder what crime I have committed? Why was I brought to the East Factory?"

Wei Zhongxian immediately laughed: "It's not a big deal. Someone just impeached Lord Yao and framed Xiong Tingbi. His Majesty asked us to investigate. As servants, we naturally dare not neglect it."

"Frame Xiong Tingbi?" Yao Zongwen suddenly felt timid. He was naturally guilty about the matter of Xiong Tingbi, but could he admit it?

Yao Zongwen steeled his resolve and looked at Wei Zhongxian, saying, "Eunuch Wei, I'm afraid the investigation into Xiong Tingbi is fake, and this is revenge against me, isn't it? Eunuch Wei, you're using public power to take personal revenge."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhongxian's face suddenly darkened, and his smile slowly faded. "You and I both understand the situation in Liaodong. Impeaching a border general at this time is, at best, a personal grudge and a disregard for the overall situation. At worst, it's treason."

Cold sweat quickly spread across Yao Zongwen's back. He was shocked but still wanted to say something.

"You weren't the only one who impeached Xiong Tingbi, Lord Yao. However, since you did so without any evidence, it can be considered a false accusation. Do you know what the accusation is against a border general?" Wei Zhongxian laughed as he spoke. "Do you know who impeached you in front of His Majesty? That's right, it was my family."

Yao Zongwen looked at Wei Zhongxian with eyes full of hatred, but he kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Just saying that he had framed a general at the border was actually a minor crime. If Wei Zhongxian had accused Yao Zongwen of treason to the enemy, he would have had no choice but to admit it. But even if it was a crime of framing a general at the border, if the emperor was unhappy, it would be a crime of confiscating his property and exterminating his entire family. This time, he was truly finished.

Looking at the silent Yao Zongwen, Wei Zhongxian said coldly: "Yao Zongwen, it seems that if I don't use some tricks on you, you will not confess. But it doesn't matter, we have plenty of time."

After saying this, Wei Zhongxian waved his hand, ignoring the frightened Yao Zongwen, and directly ordered: "Take Lord Yao away and let him taste the methods of our East Factory."

"Yes, eunuch!" A guard answered, and several people pushed Yao Zongwen into the prison.

The East Factory Yamen was still as gloomy as ever. Wei Zhongxian's face was terribly gloomy, with cold light flashing in his eyes. He paced back and forth, thinking about something.

After a while, he was tired and sat down on the chair, holding the teacup with an expressionless face. After taking a sip, Wei Zhongxian breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, my guess was right. The emperor was really dissatisfied with these people. The emperor used Xiong Tingbi, which obviously meant that he regretted dismissing Xiong Tingbi. Then, those who impeached Xiong Tingbi were just fooling the emperor, taking advantage of the emperor's innocence when he just ascended the throne.

Now that the emperor was trying to restore order, and couldn't admit he'd been fooled, it was up to Wei Zhongxian to do it. Thinking of how the emperor had agreed so easily, Wei Zhongxian knew he was right.

Things had reached this point, so naturally, it was easy to deal with. Yao Zongwen had to speak. Once he opened his mouth, he would be allowed to cling to him and bite him. Who should he start with?

The Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate and the Minister of War seemed to be the right people. He would implicate all the imperial envoys who impeached him and make it a big case.

Yao Zongwen would have to give himself a reason as to why these people framed Xiong Tingbi. However, soliciting bribes should be a good charge. No matter what, he could just add a few more charges later.

In the torture room, a pot of charcoal fire was burning fiercely, making crackling sounds from time to time. A red-hot iron was clamped on the edge of the pot.

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