Yao'an Street is where Lin'an civilians gather.

It is rare to see women wearing gold and silver, and powerful officials on the street. The people who come and go are common people in coarse cloth.

The shouts of the soldiers were loud and penetrating. The hustle and bustle was not reduced, but it lacked the prosperity of other places.

Normally, what happens on Yaonan Street are trivial things, most of which go unmentioned.

The dilapidated house at the end of the Yangchang alley was the residence of the deceased Zhou Qingshan. Most people in the world had sympathy, and after Zhou Qingshan passed away, the neighbors also paid special attention to his wife Zhou Qingshan.

"If you ask me, it would be better if Zhou Qingshan died. He was a frequent visitor to Hualou during his lifetime, and all the remaining money he had was used to care for the goblins outside. Otherwise, with his good blacksmithing skills, the Zhou family's life would be

It has to be good. It rained a few months ago and the house leaked. I haven’t seen him repair it at all. How can we live a good life? It’s really a sin.”

When someone was passing by an alley with a basket on his back, he couldn't help but make a sound when he heard the words.

"But you can't say this. How can you survive without a man in this house? Madam Zhou is still so young. I don't know how many scoundrels she will covet."

"Remarriage means that our dynasty's restrictions on women are not as strict as those of the previous dynasty, and there is no reason why women must stay loyal to their husbands for the rest of their lives. If a widow remarries, as long as it is a man, in my opinion, it is better than Zhou who can beat people.

Qingshan is good."

As they were talking, they saw three or five officials coming towards the place with fierce looks. Several of them went straight into the alley and kicked open the door of Zhou's house.

Seeing this, everyone stopped and asked, "What...is going on? Is it possible that the Punishment Department wants to question Madam Zhou again?"

Prison interrogation room of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

This place does not see sunlight all year round, making it appear dark, humid, and cold.

Various torture instruments were hung on the wall, some of which had not been wiped off in time and were still stained with blood, and the air had a faint fishy smell.

What Wu Xuchen despises the most is being beaten into submission, but some people are really hard-nosed and refuse to admit guilt even when the evidence is conclusive.

But no matter how hard the bones are, how hard are they here?

Wu Xuchen was not in a good mental state. He leaned back and wanted to close his eyes and concentrate. But at this moment, he heard steady footsteps. He opened his eyes and saw a blurry outline. As the other party approached,

He also recognized the person through the faint light.

He was a little surprised.

"Little General Mu, a rare visitor."

"No, who wants to be a frequent visitor here?" Mu Hansheng took a few steps closer.

My father learned from Lord Dingguo that Ruan Zhen had lost her appetite after the murder of the storyteller in the teahouse. Especially in the past few days, the symptoms of morning sickness were particularly severe. I heard that she had lost a lot of weight.

But no one dared to visit.

In his impression, Ruan Zhen's figure was slender than others. If she were thinner...

He didn't mince words: "I know there is a poison called 'Wu Po', which is colorless and odorless. Just a few drops in the water can cause its body to fester. If the medicine is stronger, everything can be corroded."

Wu Xuchen was slightly serious: "There has never been any record of this thing in the ancient books of our dynasty, but fortunately, the chief minister has mentioned it. The royal family of the previous dynasty of Fan Kingdom once listed this as torture. The method was extremely cruel, but this is the royal family.

The secret technique is very subtle, rarely used, and even fewer people know it."

However, because it was a secret technique, it was later banned by the descendants of the merciless feudal kingdom.

This technique never appeared again and disappeared for hundreds of years.

Now, it appears again.

Mu Hansheng has had contact with the current royal family of the vassal state. The current king Fan who controls the government does not have too much courage and will retreat when trouble arises. Otherwise, he will not be reduced to a client state.

"If smart people are in the current situation of the vassal country, they would not dare to make a fuss. It is definitely not their fault."

"That's what I thought too."

Mu Hansheng asked: "Is there any clear progress in the tea house case?"

"Soon."

Wu Xuchen only thought that he cared about these things. There was no need to hide this kind of thing. He immediately said: "There are some signs. I think we will gain something today. If nothing happens, young general, why don't you join me in the interrogation?"

Mu Hansheng naturally responded. However, he asked in a low voice, somewhat uncomfortably.

"Isn't Gu Huaizhi coming?"

"My lord, I think this place smells bad."

"But the emperor is interested and asked him to assist."

Wu Xuchen said: "Therefore, your Excellency is drinking tea in the front hall now, waiting for the result of the interrogation."

He made the tea himself!

Mu Hansheng:......

Okay. He found a chair and sat down.

But he never thought that the person being escorted in was a woman with a plain face and a pale face. He paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.

"Sir." After the official saluted, he led the woman to kneel down, and then respectfully retreated to the surrounding area.

The lines on Wu Xuchen's face became hard. He took the figure on the desk and took a rough look. Then, his eyes fell on the miserable woman, and his voice was deep.

"Zhou Qingshan's wife, known as Mrs. Zhou, has been a married woman since she was fifteen years old. She has had nothing to show for the past five years. This paper was submitted by you, right?"

The little woman was wearing very thin clothes. She seemed to be a little scared, her body curled up slightly and her head drooped.

He said tremblingly: "Yes."

As she spoke, tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She quickly wiped them with her hands, but for some unknown reason, the more she wiped them, the more tears fell, and her vision became blurred.

"Sir, the person who harmed my husband has some clues."

As she spoke, she became sobbed and choked: "Or, you summoned the women here to ask questions. What the women could say, they all said last time, and there was absolutely no lies."

Her pale face became extremely sad. If it were a normal man, he would have felt pity for her and shed tears. But it was obvious that Wu Xuchen was not the same, and Mu Hansheng was not the same.

Wu Xuchen's expression did not change: "I got it. Zhou Qingshan often treated you harshly. He lingered in Hualou and often whipped you to vent his anger when he was drunk? Do you admit it now?"

The woman looked haggard, and she sobbed: "Admit it."

"Why didn't you mention it last time?"

The woman bit her lip and pushed open her sleeves. The bruises on her arms were still visible and had not faded away. As if embarrassed, she whispered: "This kind of wound is also found on civilian women. There are also scars. It's enough."

It's about the size of the palm of your hand. It was a blacksmith's tool that the husband used to burn iron. He heated it up enough to make it red and smoking."

Wu Xuchen pondered for a moment and looked at the officials on the side. The officials understood and strode out of the interrogation hall. When he came back, there was a cooking woman behind him.

The mother-in-law knew on the way here what this behavior was, and she was a little cautious. Just as she was about to say hello, she heard Wu Xuchen say: "Go and have a look."

The mother-in-law responded quickly and took Mrs. Zhou to the small room on the side. Within a moment, she went back and forth.

"Reporting to your lord, what Mrs. Zhou said is true."
Chapter completed!