"Li Xiangjun? What are she here to do?" Zhao Peng asked.

"Mr. Marquis, since Hou Fangyu was sent to Nanjing Zhaozhuo, Miss Xiangjun has come almost every day. We are also letting her in to visit the prison for the sake of Sister Wu and Miss Chen." The Jinyiwei replied.

"Hmph" Zhao Peng sneered: "What a foolish woman! Hou Fangyu is dead this time, Miss Xiangjun is still coming to see him?"

"Mr. Marquis, not only come to visit prison every day, but also entrusted his connections everywhere to rescue Hou Fangyu." Jinyiwei replied.

"I want to rescue Hou Fangyu? Who can save this guy for treason?" Zhao Peng sneered repeatedly, "Let her come in."

The Jinyiwei said "No" and walked out. After a while, the Jinyiwei took Li Xiangjun in.

"Mr. Marquis," as soon as he saw Zhao Peng, Li Xiangjun knelt on the ground with a "thump" and kowtowed repeatedly, "Please let Mr. Hou go and have a way out. The little woman has entrusted many relationships. They all say that no one can save Mr. Hou except Mr. Hou. If Mr. Hou cannot survive, the little woman must not live alone."

"Who can save him the crime of treason? Originally, the crime of treason should be implicated in the nine tribes. Your Majesty is kind and polite. As long as Hou Fangyu asks for accomplices, he can be dealt with with lighter treatment and sentenced to death or death." Zhao Peng sneered.

"Mr. Marquis, please, I know that you must have a way to save Hou Lang. You are a celebrity around His Majesty. As long as you give Hou Lang a few words in front of His Majesty, Your Majesty will definitely forgive Hou Lang. As long as Hou Lang is not dead, what do you want me to do? I am willing." Li Xiangjun begged hard. She thought to herself that as long as Hou Fangyu is exempted from the death penalty, when the emperor gets a grand amnesty for the world, Hou Fangyu can be released. Anyway, the emperor has not yet gotten married, and after the mourning period expires, the court will definitely arrange a queen.

This time, no one from the Donglin Party came forward to explain the clarification of Hou Fangyu, which shows that Zhao Peng's propaganda work was done well. The Jinyiwei promoted the brutality of the Qing army through the Daming Daily, various storytellings, serialized novels in newspapers, and various theater troupes. This made the Donglin Party dare not speak for Hou Fangyu who treasoned the Qing Dynasty.

Zhao Peng laughed: "Miss Xiangjun, whether Mr. Hou can survive depends on his own! If he is willing to confess his accomplices and redeem his sins, he may still survive! At that time, Your Majesty will be kind and sentenced to castration. Maybe he doesn't even have to go to jail. He can be released directly and go to a mine or something to be a father-in-law."

"Be a father-in-law? Waiting for Lang would rather die than be a father-in-law." Li Xiangjun said angrily. After saying that, she turned around and left.

Zhao Peng turned his head and asked Jinyiwei: "After Hou Fangyu was imprisoned, did you not give him some appetizers? For example, whipping, soldering iron, etc."

The Jinyiwei shook his head: "No, on the day Hou Fangyu was imprisoned in the imperial prison, Miss Xiangjun, Miss Yuanyuan and Sister Wu came. Our brothers can't give him face to Miss Xiangjun and Miss Yuanyuan, but Sister Wu is your woman, Marquis, and we brothers dare not give face to him. So this kid was not guilty of being in the imperial prison. Miss Xiangjun also brought him food every day."

"Hmph!" Zhao Peng sneered, "You really treat our Jinyiwei Zhaozhu as a resort? Let's take me to see it."

Walking into the prison of the imperial prison, the Jinyiwei took Zhao Peng to the cell where Hou Fangyu was detained, took out the key and opened the lock.

Zhao Peng walked into the cell and was stunned for a moment. He saw that the cell was clean and incense was lit, and there was no trace of blood or rotten smell. The floor of the cell was washed clean. Originally, the prisoners in the cell were sleeping on straw piles, but there was a bed in the cell, with clean sheets and quilts on the bed. In front of the bed, there was a small desk, and a bookshelves were placed on one wall, and various books were placed on the bookshelf.

Seeing that the prison cell was arranged like this, Zhao Peng was furious and asked to take Hou Fangyu to the interrogation room outside, and then scold the Jinyiwei in the Zhao Prison: "Who arranged the prison cell like this? Is this Jinyiwei Prison or a resort?"

The Jinyiwei knelt down quickly: "Marty, it was Wu Jie'er's order. The young men dare not ignore him."

Zhao Peng was furious: "If Wu Xiaomei said she would let you put it in, can you still be granted the title?"

"Honor Marquis calmed down, and sister was not such an unreasonable person. She knew that Hou Fangyu was a serious offender in the court, so she would definitely not dare to ask for it. It was just that she asked Mr. Hou to suffer some punishment in Yuzhong for the sake of Miss Yuanyuan."

"Hmph, today, labor and capital want to let this tender skin Hou Fangyu try the methods of our Jinyiwei!" Zhao Peng sneered.

When he walked into the interrogation room, Zhao Peng shouted: "Tie Mr. Hou on the pillar!"

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me!" Hou Fangyu was so scared that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Zhao Peng did not issue any other orders. The Jinyiwei strictly implemented the previous orders and tied Hou Fangyu to the pillar with a thick hemp rope.

"Give him a mourning dress first." Zhao Peng said coldly.

The Jinyiwei pulled out Hou Fangyu's shirt and waved his whip and whipped Hou Fangyu hard.

"Ah!" Only a heart-wrenching scream was heard, Hou Fangyu screamed in pain. The Jinyiwei was unmoved, but he still waved his whip one after another, whipping hard on his upper body. He whipped a few times, and the whip stood a little salt water, and continued to whip. Every time he whipped, a blood stain was left on Hou Fangyu's body.

He beat Hou Fangyu for more than twenty whips, making Hou Fangyu's skin burst. Then the Jinyiwei brought a hundred steps and said to Hou Fangyu with a grin and said, "Young Master Hou, you've been beaten to your body and bruised. I'm sorry, I'll bandage you."

"You, what are you going to do?" Hou Fangyu shouted in horror.

The Jinyiwei wrapped the white cloth strips around Hou Fangyu without saying a word. After a few days, when the wounds began to heal, new flesh would grow, and the wounds would stick to the cloth strips. At that time, the Jinyiwei would tear off the cloth strips roughly, and even the flesh would be torn off by a large piece. This is to wear mourning.

The punishment of wearing mourning clothes will take several days to take effect, so Zhao Peng ordered the Jinyiwei to send Hou Fangyu back to the cell to rest, but he did not order the bed to be removed, so that Hou Fangyu could continue to sleep in the bed after returning to the cell.

"Cast dog! Do you think you're afraid of hitting me? Bah! Don't try to use me to frame the Huguang scholar!" Hou Fangyu was still hard when he died. He was beaten and cursed.

Zhao Peng left the imperial prison and just returned to the office when he heard the Jinyiwei guard guarding the gate outside report: "Mr. Marquis, sister is here with Miss Xiangjun."

"Why don't you let them in quickly!" Zhao Peng said.

Wu Xiaomei took Li Xiangjun into the Fushiyamen of Jinyiweibei Town, and saw Zhao Peng standing at the door of the office to greet her.

"Little sister, why did you come to this place? This is the prison where prisoners are imprisoned. It smells very bloody. It is not suitable for girls to come to this kind of place." Seeing Wu Xiaomei, Zhao Peng held her in his arms.

Wu Xiaomei pushed Zhao Peng away: "Zhao Lang, you arrived in Nanjing yesterday, why didn't you go home to see me? I came today for Miss Xiangjun."

Zhao Peng said: "Little sister, I escort the two kings back. The prince's rebellion is of great importance. Our Jinyiwei has no right to deal with it, so we can only leave it to Your Majesty or the Sect Mansion to deal with it. In fact, the Sect Mansion also obeys Your Majesty. So after returning, the first thing is to escort the two kings into the palace to face the saint. It was too late to come out of the palace yesterday, and the criminals were interrogated here, so I didn't have to worry about going back."

"Just Sister Xiangjun said just now that she came to deliver food to Mr. Hou, but you drove him out?" Wu Xiaomei pouted, "Zhao Lang, you can't bully my sister Xiangjun. If you bully her, I will ignore you in the future."

"How could this happen? Sister Xiangjun said that I would plead with Your Majesty and pardon Mr. Hou's crime. Is this possible? Mr. Hou committed a serious crime of treason. Even Your Majesty dared not pardon me." Zhao Peng said.
Chapter completed!