When Fang Zheng saw that he was willing to give in, he smiled with satisfaction.
These people are all military generals and may be difficult to control.
The military generals of this era cannot be compared with the soldiers of later generations. Their so-called morality, military spirit and order are far too different.
He had seen many soldiers eating and drinking for free outside. To put it bluntly, they could not be called soldiers but were simply regular thugs.
A famous general can control his subordinates and lead a group of fierce and disciplined troops, but what about ordinary generals... With their quality, it would be considered noble if they only robbed and did not kill the civilians when attacking a city.
Due to the memories of his previous life, Fang Zheng and his wife have a good impression of the close relationship between the military and the people.
But after seeing more in Dajing, I know that this soldier is not that soldier.
This group of second-generations might be even worse now. It is easier to learn bad things than good things. Although it might not be what he imagined, Fang Zhengyi never hesitated to guess the worst.
After all, if you want to get along in society, you have to be polite. If you are a little soft-hearted, the bad guys will come out and step on you.
He is not a rookie.
"You don't have to be afraid. However, I am a new official and I consider this to be your first offense. I'll say sorry to Lord Fang and the matter will be over." Fang Zheng had a kind expression on his face.
Ren Hua was shocked and immediately shouted, "I'm sorry, Master Fang!"
Fang Zheng raised his voice and said, "No hurry! Go out and tell it loudly in front of everyone. I'm sorry, Master Fang!"
"If I can't hear you, you have to keep talking. If I still can't hear you, keep talking until I hear you! Get out!"
Ren Hua knelt on the spot with a flushed face, feeling extremely ashamed and angry... It was over, it seemed like this guy had no intention of letting him go.
But the matter has come to an end, and there is no way back, so I can only bite the bullet and shout: "I obey your orders!"
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Well, take out all the money you have. Find someone to pay me back double the money I owe the restaurant! If this kind of vicious thing happens again that disturbs the people, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Where is Zhang Shi imprisoned? Find someone to take me there!"
Soon, under the guidance of a minor official, Fang Zhengyi entered the imperial prison.
This prison was obviously hastily renovated and has not yet been completed. However, it can be seen that it has been carefully designed, and the walls of the semi-underground structure are very thick.
Some simple torture instruments have been placed inside, and the overall environment looks relatively clean.
There were not many prisoners, and it was empty and very dark inside.
After walking a dozen steps inside with the clerk, I saw Zhang Shi. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with his hair combed neatly, but his mental state was a little worse.
Fang Zhengyi was about to speak when a mad old man suddenly rushed over from the next room and yelled through the cell door: "Thief! I will kill you!!"
The clerk immediately explained, "Sir Fang, this man is the head of the Yan family and the father of Yan Guoan. He was captured together with Zhang Shi. I heard that he had committed a crime before, but the emperor had let him go. Not long after, it was revealed that he was involved with Zhang Shi again. The higher-ups specifically ordered him to be brought to justice and left for you to try together."
Fang Zheng nodded.
He had already heard about this matter from the Crown Prince. The old fellow was kept in the palace and was repeatedly interrogated by the Eastern Depot, and all his secrets were exposed.
But I heard that he has an iron certificate of immunity from death... This thing is really unreliable. He just finds a reason to make you die twice.
Turning to the clerk, he said, "Go check later how many people in our dynasty have received the Iron Certificate of Immunity from Death, and how many have died."
"Yes, Lord Fang. I understand."
Old Yan was already filled with hatred for the other party, and he cursed wildly through the cell door.
Fang Zhengyi was in no hurry to talk to Zhang Shi. The old man kept nagging beside him and was in a very bad mood.
He turned around and went back to the place where the torture instruments were placed, found a long and thick stick, and poked Yan Laoji with it hard through the prison door.
He stabbed her and cursed, "You old bitch! Do you really think I respect the elderly and love the young? If you say another word, I'll rush in and beat you up!"
After being hit several times in a row, the old man was stabbed to the point of choking. He huddled in the corner and could only stare at him with resentment in his eyes.
"Keep glaring at me! I'll have someone feed you shit tomorrow!"
Fang Zheng glared back, tears welled up in Old Yan's eyes, and he silently turned his head to the corner...
Throwing away the stick, Fang Zheng dusted off his hands and walked to Zhang Shi’s cell door.
He squatted down and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, we haven't spoken for a long time."
Zhang Shi still had his eyes closed, and said calmly, "I have nothing to say to you. I am loyal to your majesty, and no one can deny that. I just made a mistake and got on the pirate ship of King Wu."
Fang Zhengyi said disdainfully: "You've said all the nice words. You only talk about ideology, but you only care about business. If you like money, don't pretend to be honest. You're using loyalty and patriotism as an excuse. You're so shameless."
"I came here just to ask you, the King of Wu said he would give you two million taels of silver every year, where is the silver hidden?"
"I don't want to waste my breath, and I'm too lazy to torture you, so you might as well just confess."
There is nothing to interrogate. In fact, the most valuable thing is the silver vault.
The Zhang family is wealthy and powerful, and they must have hidden so much black money very well. If he doesn't confess voluntarily, I don't know how much effort it will take.
Zhang Shi kept silent.
The clerk stepped forward and said sinisterly, "Master Fang, there is someone among us who can play the pipa. Let him try it out!"
"Pipa? How can that thing be used to interrogate criminals?" Fang Zheng smiled and suddenly remembered the karaoke room in Taoyuan County.
I didn’t expect that this newly built imperial prison is so humane.
The clerk said, "Yes! Very good. Tie him to a chair, take off his shirt, and then use a sharp knife to carefully remove the skin and flesh from his ribs. Finally, use the blade to continuously poke at his ribs, just like playing a pipa."
"All his bones are broken, he is sweating profusely, he is being tortured up and down, he is neither able to live nor to die! No prisoner can survive this method."
"............" Fang Zheng got goosebumps all over his body and asked in surprise: "Where are you from? How can you know so much?"
The clerk replied: "I was transferred here from the East Factory. They said we were short of manpower and needed some help..."
Fang Zheng glanced at Zhang Shi, saw his expression change slightly, and continued to ask, "Do you have any other tricks?"
"Yes, there are many! Such as finger-torsion, clamping, skinning, lingering, spine-breaking, finger-losing, stabbing..." The clerk described it like a treasure trove, and Zhang Shi's forehead was slightly sweaty.
Not to mention him, Fang Zheng also felt extremely uncomfortable when he heard it.
He is still unable to accept the various tortures used in ancient times.
Although these things are extremely efficient, they are easy to become addictive, and he is afraid of turning himself into a cold-blooded pervert...
When the clerk had almost finished speaking, Fang Zheng urged him, "Alright, go out and check the matter of the death-free iron certificate for me."
After the clerk left, Fang Zhengyi said to Zhang Shi, "Master Zhang, I hate violence. Just confess directly. What happened between you and the King of Wu? Where is the silver hidden? We are all scholars. Why should we be so violent?"
Old Yan slowly turned his head and looked at Fang Zhengyi with dull eyes...
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