Chapter 253: Not Convinced? You Will Be Convinced After the Fight

Another night passed. At noon the next day, the Jianghu talents who were taken to jail were investigated and released.

Outside the prison door, friends, followers and fellow disciples from the Jianghu community had been waiting all morning. At half past noon, the door slowly opened.

Two jailers dragged out a sect disciple who had his coat stripped off and was covered in scars.

"Which family is this from? Come here quickly and take over! I don't have time to stall with you!"

Four people came out of the crowd and hurriedly stepped forward to catch him. Looking at the scars all over his body, there was no blood on his face, and his eyes were dull.

I couldn't help but ask angrily: "What did you do? Isn't it just asking questions? How can you beat people like this? Is it still reasonable? Is there any law?"

"Principle? Law?" The jailer chuckled, his face full of ridicule, disdain and contempt.

Pointing at the person on their back, he curled his lips and said, "You'd better ask him what he said last night? Let me tell you, in prison last night, he said: We are making a mountain out of a molehill!"

The jailer glanced at everyone and warned: "Don't say anything you shouldn't say, otherwise this will be the end! You should be lucky, this is Bianzhou, if it were the capital..."

"Haha, what was dragged out was a corpse!"

After saying that, the jailer turned around and walked away, not wanting to explain anything to the group of people behind him.

For the jailers, the assassination of an imperial envoy was no small matter. How long has it been since the Jiangnan Purge? Just dare to make the same mistakes again.

If you dare to assassinate the imperial envoy today, will you enter the palace and assassinate the emperor tomorrow?

Naturally, they don't want to embarrass these Jianghu people. To arrest them is nothing more than to search them, ask a few questions, and go through the procedures. As long as these quacks are smart and don't say what they shouldn't say.

It's just a matter of one night, and he won't die.

Soon, the second group of people were brought out by the jailers.

This group of people are relatively smart. They answer whatever they ask without saying a word. Therefore, when they walked out, except for their tired faces, there were no injuries on their bodies.

Some people had quick eyes and quick words and asked in confusion: "How come you don't have anything wrong?"

Everyone looked at them in confusion, and they were also confused when they saw this. Just asking, what can happen?

"I've been locked up all night, are you okay? I'm sleepy."

"It's just a question. If you tell the truth, nothing will happen."

"That's right, we didn't commit any crime, we were just in a hurry to get out of the city, and there was a little conflict. If you explain the reason clearly, why would the government make it more difficult?"

They looked at each other and couldn't understand what everyone was saying? And everyone also looked at each other, wondering if the injury on the person before was fake?

At the end of noon, the gangsters who were arrested in Bianzhou jail were released.

Most of the people were unharmed, but a few were beaten to death and dripping with blood. Some of them couldn't even open their eyes, and they couldn't even get enough air out.

It was obvious that he had been severely tortured.

Everyone stared at each other, what was released was too strange. Either nothing happens or serious injury, which are two extremes.

But with actual examples in front of them, they didn't dare to ask out loud, so they could only look at it with doubts.

After the last person walked out of the prison, the jailer waved to everyone and said, "Go back, don't stand around. Those who have not been released today are those who have not yet finished their trial. Go back and wait."

After saying that, he impatiently closed the heavy door, leaving everyone with blank faces.

In the Yamen of Bianzhou Prefecture, Xuanwu was drinking tea leisurely. There was a thick stack of confessions on the table, but he didn't even look at it.

He just tutted and praised "good tea, good tea". After finishing the cup of tea, he turned to look at He Zhifu, who was sitting next to him, "I didn't expect He's tea-making skills to be so exquisite and mellow."

"I'm a humble little Taoist, as long as the adults like it." He Zhifu smiled bitterly.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked tentatively: "Sir, I didn't know that we still need to search..."

Xuanwu didn't reply, he just picked up the confessions on the table, picked out a few and took a look at them. He shook his head and threw it back, seeming a little dissatisfied.

Asked: "Have you done what I told you?"

"It's done, it's done." He Zhifu hurriedly replied.

That night, Xuanwu said: If anything goes wrong, arrest him immediately. Then they would review and punish batches, and then release them after being detained for one night. Only 80% of the person is released, and 20% is left for release after a few days.

It can be said that he was personally present at the scene, acted obediently, and did not dare to be sloppy at all.

He Zhifu didn't understand the reason, so he took a sip of tea and asked respectfully: "Sir, I don't know why you do this? If we don't agree, we will torture you. I'm afraid the people in the city will be dissatisfied."

"Don't accept it?" Xuanwu's smiling eyes narrowed even further, and he crossed his hands and raised the corners of his mouth.

He said disdainfully: "Don't accept it? Then beat him! You will accept it after the beating."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong. In order to avoid more trouble, he patiently explained: "He Zhifu, you are confused! I am saving you, but you are still ungrateful and speak for those reckless people."

"Oh? I am stupid, please help me clarify my doubts." He Zhifu quickly put down his tea cup and sat upright to listen.

Xuanwu took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then explained: "Can such a big event as the assassination of an imperial envoy be concealed? It can't be concealed! It shouldn't be concealed either!"

"I have already written to Mr. Lu. Now we just need to stabilize the situation. As for those Jianghu people, don't I still have them?"

"The important thing is the Emperor!"

He Zhifu woke up as if from a dream, and felt a chill on his back. Fortunately, he had sent a letter to the capital the day before yesterday under the reminder of Liu Tongzhi, otherwise he would have caused a big trouble.

He patted his chest, tremblingly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. After a moment of relaxation, he said: "Your Excellency is right, I have learned your lesson."

Xuanwu, who was sitting on the main seat, nodded and smiled happily: "I would like to trouble He Zhifu to keep a close eye on the movements in the city. Anyone who dares to make irresponsible remarks will be arrested. Anyone who resists can be beaten to death in the street!"

"If it is the people in the city, forget it, just pretend that you didn't hear it. Remember, you are not allowed to disturb the people in the city. Those who disobey the order can be killed!"

Xuanwu tapped the table with his fingers, as if thinking about what else he hadn't thought of.

After thinking for a moment, he felt that there was nothing missing, so he pointed to the confession on the table, "These are all sealed up, and no copy can be lost."

"Understood." He Zhifu stood up and waved to the yamen runners to come in and seal the files.

He was still a little worried when watching his subordinates doing things. He simply stopped drinking tea, said goodbye to Xuanwu, and followed the yamen runners to supervise.

Seeing this, Xuanwu just smiled and had no objection. The official hat on his head was important, and it was normal to be cautious with the prefect. He stood up and waved to the yamen runners outside.

"Change to a cup of hot tea."