After Yang Mingsheng sat down on the table, he figured out the thoughts of Empress Wu and Zhou Xing Shilang thoroughly, and then stroked his beard and smiled.
As long as Shangfeng's intentions are figured out, this case will be easy to handle.
He quickly drew up a list, the Empress Dowager's revolutionary intentions have become more and more obvious, and the people he intends to elect are either not clear enough to support the position, or they are cadres promoted during Gaozong's reign, and the tendency to be loyal to Li Tang is greater, in short, they can use this case to kill or degrade, cut down the obstacles to the revolution, and win the favor of the Empress Dowager.
Then, Zhou Shilang's intentions also had to be taken into account, so the Marquis of Nanyang and Zhang Chujin, the official Shangshu of Qiu, who had always had an ambiguous political attitude, were also included in his list.
Qiu Guan is the Criminal Department, and now the Qiu Guan Shangshu is Zhang Chujin, and the Qiu Guan Shilang is the leader of his faction, Zhou Xing, once Zhang Chujin falls, Zhou Xing can naturally become the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, the Tang official of the First House, presumably this is what Zhou Shilang is happy to see.
For Yang Mingsheng, the list is easy to make, but for others, it may not be easy.
Because the various factions in the DPRK and China are intricately intertwined, the barriers between the various powerful ministers are not as strict as the people imagine, and the distinctions are clear.
On the contrary, they are intertwined, enemies today, friends tomorrow, and capricious.
Therefore, it will affect the overall situation, which forces cannot be touched, which forces should be co-opted, which forces the Queen Mother wants to eradicate, and which people will not be involved in other factions, so as not to cause too much backlash.
Zhang Chujin is a figure who can be killed without causing too much interference from other forces, after all, he and the Queen Mother are still separated by a layer, killing Zhang Chujin and pleasing Zhou Xing, this is the top priority Thinking of the smugness, Yang Mingsheng reached out to touch the teacup again.
At this time, Yang Fan walked upstairs with a steaming pottery kettle, Yang Lang, who was feeling a little tired, smelled a strong fragrance of tea, and his spirit couldn't help but lift his spirits, he planned to fight tonight, determine the list of these candidates, and list their charges, and report to Zhou Shilang early tomorrow morning to decide.
Yang Mingsheng looked at the resumes of those officials and the information on their relationships with all sides, and ordered without raising his head: "Mu Ding'er, pour a cup of hot tea first, and then light up the candle." ” "Mu Ding'er" didn't answer, he just walked straight over, and a pot of steaming tea soup was placed in front of Yang Mingsheng.
"Snort" Another curtain was torn into a long strip of cloth, which was a water-wave silk silk in Runzhou, Jiangnan Province, which was extremely expensive, but in Yang Fan's hands, it became a rope that tied people.
Yang Langzhong, who was tied tightly, showed a mocking look in his eyes, he had been tied up like a big zongzi, this night walker wearing a ghost face was actually cutting strips of cloth, afraid that he would break out of the cocoon Yang Mingsheng didn't have much fear, the matter had come to this point, what was the use of being afraid.
After years of hard work, he has survived to today's status, and he doesn't know how many big scenes he has seen and how many bloody storms he has experienced, how can he be so frightened that his lips and face are blue, and he can't help himself.
When Yang Fan tied him up, he was even less worried, since the other party was bound and did not kill, it was obvious that he had come with a request, and if he had what he wanted, he didn't have to worry about the danger to his life, at least for the time being.
Yang Fan saw the ridicule in his eyes, so he stopped what he was doing and explained seriously: "I'm not afraid that you will escape, but that you won't be able to bear the pain and break free from the rope."
If you have been in charge of the prison for many years, you should know that when the torture is used, the pain of the tortured person is very great, and this unbearable pain can make an ordinary person who is helpless exert amazing strength. ” His voice was still old, and the only thing exposed on his body was his hands, and his hands had also been smeared with ginger juice, and the crumpled layer of ginger juice after it dried, even an old official like Yang Mingsheng, who had been immersed in prison for many years, couldn't see the flaws for a while.
After listening to Yang Fan's explanation, Yang Mingsheng's heart suddenly burst, and a chill rose at the time, and finally began to show a look of fear, he knew too well the cruelty of punishment, a person who was not afraid of death may not be afraid of the torture of punishment, and the cruel punishment was enough to destroy the will of a famous general who fought on the battlefield and could not be handled.
Looking at the thick doubts and fears in his eyes, Yang Fan said slowly: "Don't worry, I'll ask you in a while, if you can answer all the questions, then you don't have to suffer from flesh and skin."
When he spoke, Yang Fan was sitting upright on the low table, the files, pen and ink on the low table had been swept to the ground by him, he was sitting on a few cases, the steaming pottery kettle was placed on the side, Yang Mingsheng knelt in front of him, his hands were tied behind his back, like a prisoner on trial.
Yang Fan rubbed the cloth belt into a rope-like shape, stretched it with his hand, and was very satisfied with its sturdiness, then got up and walked behind Yang Mingsheng, strangled it on Yang Mingsheng's face, left and right, and in a moment it became something like a horse's chewing head, one end was pulled in his hand, and the other end was strangled on Yang Mingsheng's mouth.
Yang Fan's knife had been withdrawn from his waist, he didn't dare to hold it in his hand, as long as the sharp knife was in his hand, seeing Yang Mingsheng's cruel face, looking at the two deep nasolabial folds under his nose, Yang Fan had the urge to cut off his head with a knife.
But he can't, at least not yet.
He knew that the murderer was not just Yang Mingsheng alone, who was the general who wielded the knife and cut off the head of his sister, they were just a small general and a small civil official back then, and who was the real messenger behind them, all these answers had to be found from the person in front of them.
He wondered why someone would slaughter their little mountain village, why they lived in that valley so well, and why their parents, and the rest of the village, were so kind, and he had never seen anyone harmed, and why they suddenly rushed out and killed them cruelly.
It was not a group of bandits, not a group of robbers, but a group of nobles from the Eastern Capital, so when they burned down the village, the Shaozhou Mansion, which did not know their true identity but knew that they had a great background, would be secretive, and would erase the grievances of hundreds of lives in this small village from the world in the name of the outbreak of the plague Yang Fan raised his foot, and the tip of the gripper's boot stepped on Yang Langzhong's shoulder, Yang Langzhong snorted, and then planted forward, his forehead had not touched the floor heavily, Yang Fan pulled the silk silk in his hand and chewed his head, and his body hovered there.
Yang Fan bent down and took out his gag cloth, and said in a deep voice: "You can speak now, if you want to be a fool, then shout loudly, and I will give you a knife without hesitation."
Yang Mingsheng bent over and knelt on the ground in embarrassment, chewing his head in his mouth, a feeling of being driven by an animal made him feel extremely humiliated, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked with a wheez: "Who are you, what is the enmity between us?"
"Hatred of the Heavens" Yang Mingsheng smiled hoarsely and said: "Joke Yang is a law enforcement officer of the imperial court, a traitor and a criminal, and it falls into the hands of Yang, so naturally he will be severely punished, if the families of criminals all over the world come to seek revenge from this official, where will it be your turn" "Oh" Yang Fan said slowly: "In Shaozhou, Lingnan, there is an unnamed valley twenty miles northeast, there is a small village in the valley, the name of the village registered by Shaozhou Mansion is Taoyuan Village, there are one hundred and ten families in the village, I want to know, what crime they have committed, they will be punished by slaughtering the village, men, women and children, not a single one is left."
"Northeast of Shaozhou, Nameless Valley, Taoyuan Village" Yang Mingsheng's voice was full of doubts, it seemed that the tragedy of hundreds of lives had been completely forgotten by him, a big man, he repeated it slowly, his body suddenly shook, and he lost his voice: "Ah Shaozhou, Lingnan Shaozhou, who are you?"
Yang Fan's hand tightened, strangled his chewing head, and said sharply: "It's me who is asking you, saying" As soon as Yang Fan let go of his chewing head, Yang Mingsheng's head slammed on the floor, he didn't feel pain, and asked with a wheez: "Who are you, who are you, you are one of Helan Min's party": Sincerely ask for recommendation votes: