After this blow, Sun Chenggong felt like his butt was no longer his own. After the second blow, Sun Chenggong's butt was covered in blood.
After four or five consecutive beatings, Wu Ge could no longer bear it: "Master Han, that's enough. Master Sun has already been punished, so let's forget about it and stop beating him."
At this time, Liu Yu and his subordinate Su Yuanzhong also came over. Unexpectedly, Han Tiexin was so relentless: "The law is not a joke! Beat him hard! No matter who breaks the law, even if it's my confidant, they must be dealt with according to the laws of the Great Song Dynasty! The victims are starving, and this Mr. Sun dared to do such a thing. Where is justice, where is the law! If I don't beat him hard today to set an example, I'm afraid that others will mess with the victims and me in the future! Beat him!"
Sun Chenggong was shocked. Damn, Han Tiexin is really kicking me when I'm down. If you want to kill me, then we'll both die together. I'll tell you everything you did. He raised his head angrily and looked at Han Tiexin, about to speak.
Han Tiexin winked at his men, and the yamen runner next to him took out a rag and stuffed it into Sun Chenggong's mouth.
"Hit me!" Han Tiexin looked determined to put justice before his own.
The bailiff immediately understood that this was a death sentence for Sun Chenggong, so he swung the board and beat him hard.
Sun Chenggong's eyes looked murderous: "Woo, woo, woo, woo~!"
After only a dozen or so blows, Sun Chenggong fainted. The guards didn't dare to hit him again, fearing he would die. They turned and looked at Han Tiexin.
Han Tiexin nodded, indicating he should continue. The bailiff raised his stick and was about to start beating him again. Wu Ge stepped forward and snatched the stick away, saying, "Master Han, that's enough. If you hit him again, I'll kill him. After all, he's your chief clerk. This crime shouldn't cost him his life!"
Wu Ge originally wanted to beat Sun Chenggong with a stick, but now he is begging for mercy.
Liu Yu had been standing in the back, remaining silent. He then spoke arrogantly, "Your Majesty once said that the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people. Furthermore, a mere advisor is responsible for disaster relief, which is a major undertaking. Sun Chenggong has shown disregard for the law and deserves to be caned!"
Han Tiexin angrily said, "Fight! I will kill my relatives for the sake of justice today!"
Wu Ge couldn't understand why these people suddenly wanted to kill Sun Chenggong. It looked like Sun Chenggong was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and even if he wasn't beaten, he would not survive. Wu Ge sighed, "Let's go!" and left the government office with his guards.
When the yamen runner saw that Wu Ge and the others had left, he asked timidly, "Sir, are you going to continue fighting?" He thought he was doing it for Wu Ge to see, and since Wu Ge had already left, he let it go.
Liu Yu said coldly: "Didn't you hear what Lord Han said? If I tell you to hit me, then hit me! Beat me until I kill you!" After that, Liu Yu and Su Yuanzhong also left in anger.
The yamen runner dared not say anything more and continued to hit Sun Chenggong with his sticks. Sun Chenggong's buttocks were already torn and bruised. Suddenly, a piece of flesh jumped to Han Tiexin's feet.
Han Tiexin took a step back in fright. It turned out that a yamen runner had used a board to knock a piece of flesh from Sun Chenggong's buttocks onto Han Tiexin's feet.
The piece of meat was still shaking slightly on the ground. It was a conditioned reflex. Han Tiexin was frightened, as if he was the one being beaten with a stick. He didn't dare to look at it anymore and walked away with his face covered.
Looking at Sun Chenggong again, his hands were limp. When the yamen runner checked his breath, he was already dead, but his buttocks were still twitching reflexively.
It’s a dark and windy night, a murderous night, Haizhou granary.
Han Tiexin waved his hands: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry up!"
Countless people were holding torches, and long lines of mule carts, horse carts, and even ox carts were lined up, pulling bags of things that looked like grain.
Teams of people carried the food from the carts, sack by sack, into the granary. Some were hired laborers, while others secretly wondered why the grain seemed different from usual, but couldn't pinpoint what was different.
These people have been dealing with grain all their lives, and they can tell the weight of a bag of grain just by weighing it in their hands. However, some bags appear to be just as heavy as the grain itself, but when you touch them carefully, they seem a little different. Could it be that the grain from other places is different?
Han Tiexin wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and trotted to the shade of a large tree. Standing under the tree were two people: Liu Yu and Su Yuanzhong.
"Sir Liu, do you think we can deceive Wu Ge?" Han Tiexin's forehead was sweating.
Liu Yu sneered, "Why not? Does Wu Ge still want to check each bag one by one? Remember, put these bags at the bottom. Then stack the bags with grain on top!"
Han Tiexin nodded. "I've already given the order. These bags are filled with chaff and sand. They look no different from grain."
With a "snap", screams and the sound of whips were heard from the granary.
"You're blind! You can't even do this little job. Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death."
"Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life. I will take care of it right away, right away!"
Liu Yu was shocked: "Go in and see what happened!"
Han Tiexin trotted into the granary. It turned out that a local had accidentally spilled a bag of grain. Fortunately, the light in the granary was dim, and the person was in a corner, so no one else noticed him.
Han Tiexin was shocked. He grabbed it and asked, "What's going on?"
The yamen runner holding a whip beside him hurriedly bowed and said: "Sir, this man accidentally spilled a bag of grain while carrying it."
Han Tiexin was furious. He glanced around, luckily no one noticed, and swung his sleeves: "Hurry up and pack it up!"
The one carrying the grain was an old man. He knelt on the ground hurriedly and said, "I'll pack it up right away. I'll pack it up right away." Then he put the grain into the bag.
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