What can I do with Wang Zheng? After hearing Wu Zetian's question, Li Zhi was obviously stunned for a moment, and then fell silent. Yes, how should I punish that kid? If an ordinary official made a mistake, demotion and salary reduction would be the most basic operation. For serious cases, dismissal and investigation, and for serious problems, confiscation of property and extermination of the family are also possible.

However, these conventional methods seemed to be of little use to Wang Zheng. His position was not even up to the standard of a manager and there was no way he could be demoted any lower.

As for salary, based on Wang Zheng's understanding of things, he could just make something to offset his lifetime salary. A salary deduction would be meaningless to Wang Zheng.

It's not that severe as far as beheading, confiscating property and exterminating the clan. As for imprisonment or exile, it's equally meaningless. Life at the border may be difficult for others, but that kid might have a better life somewhere else.

Besides, there are hundreds of imperial farms in Shu, with more than 100,000 or 200,000 people. Not to mention the money every year, the endless amount of vermicelli alone is extremely important to the court. Except for someone like Wang Zheng who has no feeling for money, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian would not feel at ease to send anyone.

Li Zhi pinched his nose and felt a headache for a while, then roared, "That little bastard must have thought of this and knew that I couldn't do anything to him, so he acted so recklessly. He's going to piss me off to death."

Wu Zetian sighed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, why are you so anxious? Isn't it easy to vent your anger? Just beat him up."

More than a month later, Changsun Wuji, a pretty boy, and Zhu Guichen, along with a group of guards, appeared in front of Wang Zheng.

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Wang Zheng was indeed sweating profusely, thinking about how his butt would be broken and salt would be rubbed into the wound. Who wouldn't be afraid? The psychological pressure was too great.

If you know you're going to get spanked before you get spanked, or if you beat your bottom until it's broken and then sprinkle salt on it afterward, the meaning should be a little different. Now, how do you feel?"

As soon as Wang Zheng came into contact with the imperial edict, he immediately felt that this thing was probably the real thing. Just by looking at its silky touch, he knew that the material was not ordinary. He opened it and took a look, and indeed, the words that Changsun Wuji had just read out were written on it.

Although Li Jingye was also a prominent figure of his time, he was now only 20 years old but he did not have the momentum that he had more than 20 years later when he wanted to attack Wu Zetian and become the emperor himself. Wang Zheng felt a little guilty about this.

This kind of slender-waisted dog, specially trained by the nobles for hunting, is particularly good at searching for prey in the mountains and forests.

The guards behind immediately brought out five thin-waisted dogs, and Wang Zheng couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw them.

Chang Sun Wuji smiled and said, "Now you believe it, right? Although I have never seen such an imperial edict in my life, and there has never been a precedent in the past dynasties, this is indeed an imperial edict, and it was written by Your Majesty himself.

From the force used in the handwriting, one can tell how much effort the person who wrote the imperial edict put in. The slightly sloppy handwriting further shows the person's anger.

Li Si and Niu Laosan, who were standing next to Wang Zheng and confronting Changsun Wuji and others, looked at Wang Zheng with strange expressions and were a little at a loss.

Zhang Sun Wuji was still cheerful, "I know you are capable of anything, so in order to avoid any misunderstanding, I read out the imperial edict in public first.

If you really just beat him up and then tortured him, no matter how painful it was, it would pass in a moment, and maybe it would be over by now. But he just doesn't do anything, and keeps talking nonsense with you here, making you endure the torment.

After all, Wang Zheng's affairs had already spread throughout Chang'an, and being remembered by someone who was born with knowledge was not a good thing.

Wang Zheng was stunned when he heard Zhangsun Wuji's words. "Is this an imperial decree? Is Duke Zhao joking?"

These people know that you will just be beaten up and won't be seriously injured. Do you think they will fight for your life now because you will be beaten up?"

"This is a good idea. Just beat him up until his butt is broken, then sprinkle some salt on it."

Zhang Sun Wuji took out an imperial edict and read it cheerfully: "Wang Zheng deserves to be beaten, his buttocks rotted, and salt sprinkled on it."

Zhang San had a determined look on his face and was about to say something when Wang Zheng immediately raised his hand to stop him.

"My name is Li Jingye, and I am now the chief clerk of Yuzhou. I like hunting. Come, bring out my patrol dog for Wang Daguan to see."

When the fight was almost over, a handful of green salt was thrown down, and with that, Wang Zheng bit the wooden stick in half.

Changsun Wuji didn't say anything, but handed the imperial edict directly to Wang Zheng with a smile.

A guard brought out a pig-killing stool, and several guards immediately came forward and pressed Wang Zheng on it. They stuffed a stick into Wang Zheng's mouth, took off his pants, and beat him with the stick.

"Isn't it just a beating? Why does the Duke have to resort to so many methods? Just do it directly. Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the king. If the king wants the subject to die, the subject will slit his own throat. I dare not resist."

What's the feeling? Wang Zheng wanted to run away first. When he was thinking about how to run away, the pretty boy spoke and bowed to Wang Zheng.

Originally, His Majesty requested that the sentence be carried out first and then the imperial edict be shown to you, but I pleaded for you and thought it would be better for you to know it first. After all, the beating has been done and you don't feel anything in your heart.

Zhu Guichen saw that the atmosphere was beginning to get tense, so he quickly stepped out to smooth things over. "Hey, we've been talking for so long, let's get down to business. My family is not in a hurry, but Duke Zhao and Young Master Li still have to take up their posts, so we can't delay."

Wang Zheng looked at Changsun Wuji and then at Li Jingye. These two guys were remembered by Wang Zheng. He planned to get revenge sooner or later.

Both of them understood the meaning in Wang Zheng's eyes. Changsun Wuji was getting stronger as he grew older, so he was not afraid of Wang Zheng's resentment.

The pretty boy Li Jingye smiled, nodded with a strange smile and said, "Although Wang Daguanshi is sweating profusely, he still speaks very confidently."

Changsun Wuji realized that his purpose of scaring people was achieved and there was no point in delaying any further, so he waved his hand.

Li Si and Niu Lao San saw that the execution was over, so they immediately came over and lifted the pig-killing stool. Just as they were about to leave, Wang Zheng shouted hoarsely, "Wait a minute."

Wang Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at Zhangsun Wuji and Li Jingye, and said, "I appreciate your generosity. I am not feeling well so I will not entertain you today. I will repay you generously someday."

Chang Sun Wuji nodded cheerfully, "I'll just wait."

Li Jingye raised his eyebrows and said, "I also want to learn from the chief steward's methods."

"I won't let you down."