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Chapter 807 Interrogation (Previous)

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Xia Town is a small town on the banks of Weishan Lake. In fact, before this year, it was called Xia Village, and its scale can be imagined. However, because the Grand Canal runs across the north and south of Weishan Lake, with the increasing number of ships coming and going in recent years, in order to facilitate the management of this extremely wide "river surface" canal transportation yamen has set up a branch here. With the completion of the yamen, officials and grain workers have entered, this year, Xia Village was upgraded to Xia Town...

But nothing can be changed. There is no village in front and no shop in the back, and it is all about passing ships bringing popularity. In recent years, it is surprisingly cold. Before November, the river surface is frozen and it cannot be shipped for at least three months. At this time, Xia Town seemed particularly remote, quiet, and almost isolated from the world...

"God, what's the matter with this?" A middle-aged man wearing a thick cotton cloak and a fur hat stomped his feet and stood on the frozen dock and whispered: "I remember when I was a child, I didn't have to wear a jacket until the twelfth lunar month. What's going on in these years?"

"No..." Another man who was dressed like him and was about the same age nodded, "It gets colder every year, drought every year. If this continues, the north will be thousands of miles away."

"This is called self-inflicted sin, and you cannot live." A man younger than them snorted coldly: "The emperor ignores the government affairs, the officials are corrupt and abused the law, and the people are living in poverty. This is God warning." As he said to the first man, "Sir, I must pull out the 'Governor Yinshan" and the people behind him, and give the court a bright world."

"Haha... it should be like this." The man blew up and looked at the second person awkwardly. Fortunately, the person did not seem to be listening to them, but turned his eyes to the newly built official road in the south, where a group of people were driving slowly.

"Here you come" the three of them shouted softly at the same time, and stopped talking, but instead straightened the fur hat on their heads, trying to wear this winter melon-like outfit to look a bit serious and noble.

Those lazy Caotes also rushed over to line up, but the height was different, and they had never stood in the queue. At first glance, they were tilted. The original intention of the adults was to make them stronger, but now they could not achieve their goal at all.

After a while, the team of people was approaching. It turned out to be the Dongchang men carrying prison vans. Behind them, a team of Jinyiwei's tikas were closely following. From a distance, it looked like a joint operation of the factory and guards, which scared the officials and said to himself: Such a high specification...

"Who is Wan Zhongcheng?" Seeing the few people standing next to the dock and the shabby Caoding, Na Dongchang didn't get off his head and clasped his fists loudly.

The first official stood up and hugged and said, "I am the official, the left assistant censor of the Censorate, Wanlun." As he said that, he took out the seal from his arms. The Dongchang Chair didn't dismount. He swung the whip and actually took the seal away from his hand. He then took the whip with one hand and took the seal away. He took the seal away, took a casual look, and then complained: "Wan Zhongcheng, why did you find such a ghost place? It's at least 60 miles away from the official road. The brothers are tired and separated. We feel that our feet are not worth it, right?"

"You..." The younger official was about to have an attack at that time. He was pulled by a second official and said lightly: "The earth dragon has been burned in the yamen. Please ask the imperial envoys to come in and rest. There is nothing to be entertained. One yellow and two white, and the wine and meat are full."

"It's still this adult who is on the way." The Dongchang Chairman glanced at the younger official with contempt and said, "I'll leave it to you. The review will be settled quickly, and it will take up to three days."

"Haha, the Xiaguan is not from the Censorate," the second official turned sideways and said that he was just a landlord: "Xiaoguan Lingyunyi is just a promotion from the Cao Transport Branch."

"Who do he give to him?" The slinger waved his hand, "Anyway, it's only three days from now on." He turned around and looked at the four escorts who were escorting the car and said, "You must follow them in a row. If there is something missing in the criminal, be careful of your dog's head."

Several people responded together: "Here"

After saying that, these court hawks and dogs went to the Cao Transport Branch Office.

The three officials quickly made way, and two older men looked at each other and smiled bitterly. These factory guards would look ugly when they seized the opportunity, as if they had rectified the officials, and they felt how happy they were.

The young official said angrily: "It's so inconspicuous..."

"Say a few less words." The first official looked at him and said lightly: "It's hard to explain it to them. It's better to save your energy and start the trial quickly. Three days..." As he said that, he shook his head and said: "Not optimistic."

"Yes, hurry up." Ling Yunyi from the Cao Transportation Office said: "The interrogation rooms are ready-made. You just need to be assured and interrogated. I'll greet you for those soldiers."

"Thank you." The two of them saluted him together. This time they could find such a hidden place to interrogate the prisoner. Thanks to the help of this brother who passed the imperial examination in 26 years of Jiajing, there is no reason not to thank them.

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The responsibility of the Cao Governor's Office is to ensure the safety and smoothness of the Grand Canal, the artery that maintains the capital city, so it has great power. For criminals, they can be arrested and interrogated directly without going through the local government. Therefore, in this branch office, there are interrogation rooms built in accordance with the standards of the inspection department.

This kind of interrogation room only exists in Taitai Prison, is in two rooms with light and darkness. The interrogation prisoner is in the open room outside, and the person who records the confession is in the darkness of the mezzanine... It is said that this kind of case is easy to condom confession, because when the criminal is not recorded, he may often relax his vigilance and inadvertently say what he originally did not want to ask.

The two censors who asked about the case had already put on heavy cotton coats and put on official uniforms and black veils. Their official uniforms were red and blue, but they were filled with majestic Xiezi in front of them, showing their identity with Tianxian. It turned out that the Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes." The two of them looked tall and handsome without anger when they were not flinched outside. Instead, they looked tall and powerful without anger... The court had strict requirements for selecting censors. One of them was to be majestic in appearance, with a national face and a phoenix eye. No matter how bad they were, they could not be much worse.

The person in red robe was the fourth-rank assistant censor, who was in charge of the case. He looked at the eager test Hu Yanqing and said, "I'm sorry for me first. I'll record it in the dark room. I'm very serious and can't use the hands of others." To be honest, if I had known that this Shandong inspector Hu Yanqing was a young boy in his thirties, he would do it alone.

Hu Yanqing was a little unwilling, but the other party was the presiding judge of Shangguan, so he had to keep his head down and sit down in the dark room. Then he closed the door. From outside, he could only see an ordinary brick wall, and he didn't realize there was a secret door.

After a moment of quieting, Wanlun also sat down in the interrogation room, thinking about interrogating later. After a while, he heard footsteps sound and the door was pushed open, and four Dongchang men clamped an old man wearing a cotton jacket and without torture instruments in the middle and brought in.

Wanlun and Hu Zongxian knew each other. When the latter was still in office as governor, the former visited the mansion twice in order to investigate Yan Shifan's affairs. To this day, the two have lost their status. The small patrol who was originally intimidating and terrified are now on the verge of danger. However, the arrogant General Hu has become a prisoner under his stance for interrogation.

At this moment, Hu Zongxian's confused eyes naturally had no such condescending kind of condescending at that time, but he did not have the fear and mercy that the criminals should have. He just looked at the other party with a dark look but calmly.

Wanlun has been in charge of the case for three years, and he has sentenced him to death, but there are not a hundred or eighty people. He asked himself that the murderous aura is not weak, but when he looked at Hu Zongxian, who was not as powerful as that of the past, he still unconsciously maintained respect, looked at him with a simple look, and ordered the Dongchang man to say, "Put a chair for the dismissor."

Facing the majestic fourth-rank censor, these Dongchang men were much more disciplined than when they were outside, and they obediently moved the chair against the wall to the opposite side of the big case.

"Don't face the big case, but to the east." Wanlun said.

The monk was stunned for a moment, but he still did it, placing the chair facing east.

"Move a chair opposite the other side." Wanlun ordered again.

Fanzi seemed to understand what he meant, and quickly moved another chair from the wall and placed it opposite the chair.

"Fourth ones, go out and close the door." Wanlun said lightly.

"This, we have to watch the prisoner." The monk can't do it now.

"You are guarding at the door, can the people inside still fly?" Wanlun frowned and said, "As long as what happens in this door, I will be responsible for everything."

Then Fanzi retreated reluctantly.

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Wanlun sent the monk away, then walked over from the big case, looked at Hu Zongxian, stretched his hand towards the chair to the west and said, "Please sit."

Hu Zongxian looked at him and sat down.

Wanlun also sat down and looked at Hu Zongxian steadily and said, "You are a resigned person, I can no longer be called a position. But your fame has not been changed. You have already been three subjects, so I will call you a senior."

Hu Zongxian nodded and closed his eyes.

"You may wonder why you were tried in the middle of the way." Wanlun said in a deep voice: "I might as well tell you, because once you arrive in the capital, you may die in prison before the trial has begun."

Hu Zongxian's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"I know you're not confused yet," thought he didn't believe it, Wanlun said lightly: "The seniors are a great man of a generation. When you know that people are not punished for themselves, your existence has threatened the safety of some people, so the love at the beginning has become a reason for others to kill."

Hu Zongxian's breathing seemed to be a little more rapid.

"Although I handle your case, you have no grudges and grudges with your seniors, and you don't want to see the former heroes of the anti-Japanese war, and become a sinner despised by thousands of people." Seeing that the method is effective, Wanlun continued: "As long as you cooperate..."

Hearing the words "sinner", Hu Zongxian's breathing became more rapid, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "Whether Hu is a sinner is not something you can tell..."

Although he gave a word, Wanlun was secretly happy. He was most afraid that he would be disappointed. A dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. As long as he had an obsession, he could use it to break his mind: "I don't agree with this for seniors. How can the historians evaluate a person's right and wrong? Isn't it still a reference to the evaluation of Qinglius Lin for him?" He said in a low voice: "Senior, why are you going to take the blame for others?"

"I don't understand what you mean..." Hu Zongxian lowered his eyelids and said.

"Yes, my senior has done so many things, how can I know which one I am asking?" Wanlun sat upright and said in a deep voice: "Although you have retired, you are a first-rank official and a hero in the anti-Japanese war. If there is no ironclad evidence, the court will not dare to do anything to you." Wanlun is indeed an interrogation expert. He first treated Hu Zongxian with courtesy to make the other party relax and guard, and then bluffed to disturb his thoughts. After Hu Zongxian was in a mess, he directly hit the mystery behind his heart. This set of psychological tactics has always been in every way and can be solved with all kinds of things.

Hu Zongxian was indeed in a hurry and squinted his eyes to look at Wanlun. He clearly said that he had the meaning of "speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go if you have farts." Now Wang Zhi can be considered a peace with the court. He heard that he had obtained a title like "Royal Shipping Team" at the beginning of the year. Such a happy ending. In theory, the right and wrong at that time should have been exposed. Why did he hold on to this matter again? He also said that he had rebelled? It is really difficult to understand.

"Because of the letters you wrote to Wang Zhi and the imperial edicts you gave him." Wanlun calmly threw out his trump card and said, "He has already handed it to the emperor."

Hu Zongxian frowned at first, then stretched out again, and closed his eyes... When he said this, he still regarded himself as a three-year-old child? What are the benefits of stabbing the former fly camp to the emperor? Wang Zhi would never do this.

"Don't believe it." Wanlun said lightly: "Wang Zhi was annoyed by a certain master in the court. Your incident was just a mistake. "The interrogation was always true and false. Wanlun could not tell Hu Zongxian the truth. It was not enough to shock him, and he could not give his trump card so early. However, this statement was not what he thought of, but Lord Zongxian's idea... It is said that at the beginning of the year, Wang Zhi led the fleet to aid Luzon. He was in a stalemate with the foreigners for several months. When both sides were exhausted, the Raush Nanyang Company came out from the slant, captured the capital of Luzon, and picked Wang Zhi's peaches. Now, although Wang Zhi still occupied Daimao Port, the main channel was not there, and the main city was not there, and it suddenly became a tasteless thing to eat and a pity to abandon it.

I don’t know if Zongxian is really connected with the legendary old ship owner or it is inferred based on intelligence. Anyway, he has determined that there must be a conflict between that man and Wang Zhi, and this conflict must be known to Hu Zongxian.

However, Hu Zongxian shook his head slowly and said, "I have never been concerned about the world for many years and I don't know anything about the current situation. I would like to ask this Zhongzheng to explain it clearly." As he said, he was not just a sarcasm, but also a self-deprecating voice, and said softly: "In order not to waste your words."

"Okay" Seeing that he was not so easy to deal with, Wanlun became full of fighting spirit and slapped the table and said, "That's to be clear. All the so-called 'ichibitions' have no evidence, and they are forged."

"This question..." Hu Zongxian pondered his beard for a moment, raised his head and said, "It's time to ask Wang Zhi."

"You..." Wanlun could not think that he had made up his mistakes and had set up his hard work became a weapon for him. But he didn't think about it. Hu Zongxian passed the Jinshi at the age of 26, traveling north and south, leaving the southeast of the town. He had never seen any storms and tricks, and he didn't know what kind of tricks he wanted. He wanted to use a mere trick to make him humiliate himself.

"Don't make any more quibbling..." Wanlun had to throw out another ace and said, "Zhang Rang, the 'magic hand' who helped you forge the imperial edict, has been arrested in our hometown in Jiangxi. He confessed to this matter. He also has the notes you wrote in his hand. The people from the Ministry of Justice have also identified it. It is your Lord Hu's handwriting."

"The age is long, I can't remember it..." Hu Zongxian lowered his eyes and said this again. But there was already a turbulent wave in his heart. It seemed that the other party had planned for a long time and had prepared well. This time, he was afraid that he would be doomed.

"Quote is useless." Wanlun knew that he had admitted it and pursued it with the victory: "Even if you don't even tell a word, we can condemn you by relying on the evidence in your hands."

After he said this, Hu Zongxian's doubts were all resolved. So that's it, it turns out that this is the case. It turns out that he was so clear that he didn't pretend anymore. His expression quickly regained his calmness. The former arrogant Marshal Hu seemed to have come back. A faint sarcasm hung on the corner of his mouth and said, "Then, why should I collude with the people from the East Factory and secretly bring the old man here?" As he said that, he looked at him coldly and said, "I have read the imperial edict, and I want to take me to the capital for trial, but now I'm trying me in the middle of the journey. Please ask the Chief Secretary to come up with a new imperial edict, otherwise, I will refuse to answer any questions."

"You, you..." Wanlun's black face turned pale. Only then did he realize that Hu Zongxian cooperated so much at the beginning to make a cliché from his own words. After he got rid of his doubts, he stopped acting with him.

Boy, don’t be better than the tiger because it is old. A tiger is always a tiger. Even if only bones are left, it is still a tiger bone that is not comparable to a dog.

Of course, Wanlun could not produce the imperial edict. This was a drama of "dead first and then report". He finally knew that he was far inferior to Hu Zongxian and immediately lost the confidence to defeat the other party by words.

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