Chapter 564 The unbearable itch!

After Prince Mo left with his two followers, several corrupt officials in the prison began to feel itchy and uncomfortable all over their bodies.

But they only thought it was caused by too many bedbugs in the prison. After scratching a few times to no avail, they could only endure the itching and continue to wait hopelessly.

Waiting for someone to rehabilitate them and release them.

That night, these people all spent their time suffering from unstoppable itching all over their bodies, which made them unable to sleep.

Starting from the second day, they couldn't bear it anymore, and the ubiquitous itching on their bodies could drive people crazy.

Although they often feel itchy after living in this prison, they usually feel better after being scratched a few times.

But now, they only feel the itch that is drilled into their bones, and even if they scratch their skin outside, they can't really scratch it.

itch!

Very itchy!

Extremely itchy!

Extremely itchy!

Unbearable itch!

I’ve scratched my skin to pieces, but I still can’t stop itching!

These people scratched desperately, scratched each other, and scratched like cattle on the floor and wooden bars of the cell...

However, nothing remained.

Within a day, the skin and flesh of these people who had been drugged were all scratched and scratched. Even so, they could not stop the unstoppable itching all over their bodies.

On the third day, they couldn't bear it anymore and cried and shouted to go out.

Some begged, some ordered, and some cursed, but the jailer paid no attention to them.

Without orders from above, these people would have to stay in prison until they were taken out to be beheaded or sent to the cold frontier.

A few days later, all kinds of painful howls echoed in the prison.

"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!"

"Let me die! I don't want to live anymore! Give me a good time!"

"Where is the jailer? Where did he die? Catch all these cockroaches and bugs for me! Otherwise, when I get out, I will make sure you look good!"

"Come on! Help! Save me, I will give him all my property! Come on!"

"Ah ah ah! It's itchy, it's itchy... it's so itchy! Someone help me! I'll do it, I'll do it all! Call the doctor to prescribe me medicine, ah ah ah... I need to go out..."

The shrill howl is terrifying.

If they hadn't known that these people had not been tortured, the jailers would have thought that these people had been tortured like this by some extraordinary torture.

A jailer spat in disdainfully:

"Surely they are a bunch of corrupt officials who only know how to eat, drink and have fun! With such squeamish looks, those who don't know think they are rich ladies in the boudoir who don't touch their fingers and cry to death even if their fingers are pricked by an embroidery needle. Yeah! It's just a bug bite. How could it be so exaggerated? It sounds like someone bit me."

"Isn't that so? These officials are just pretentious! When they first came in, they wished they had taken out all the money they had and asked us to buy them bedding and clothes. How can they be imprisoned and think they are living in a restaurant and inn?"

"Hahahaha! These people were so funny when we first saw the rats and cockroaches in the cell! Actually, all of them were as cowardly as quails, and they yelled like women. They had to show off their official airs to let us brothers have sex. Get rid of all the rats, cockroaches and bedbugs in the cell before they see you."

"Hahaha, there are so many rats, cockroaches and bedbugs in this prison? How can we catch them all? You bitch is just hypocritical!"

"They deserve to be tickled to death! A group of corrupt officials who have been deprived of their official positions are just like street rats, cockroaches and bedbugs, and everyone shouts and beats them. Do they really think that our prison is just for them to get in and out of when they want?" A minister is worse than a pariah, so why are you putting on official airs?"

"That's right! Don't pay attention to these people yelling and screaming. Let us brothers go have a drink in the hut!"

Several jailers on duty laughed at him, ignored their threats and whines, and invited them to the hut where they were on duty for a drink.

Until a few days later, some people began to be unable to bear the torture that was worse than death. They collapsed completely and banged their heads against the wall until their heads were bruised and bloody.

The jailers were worried about causing harm to people, so they reported it to their superiors.

The minister of Dali Temple was still having a headache on how to interrogate these prisoners, because these people dared to be so unscrupulous and corrupt under the eyes of the emperor, and preyed on the common people. There must be an incredible master behind them to protect them.

At the beginning, he did not dare to torture these people to extract confessions, because he was worried that the masters behind those people would blame him.

So we only put these people in prison. Anyway, the evidence of the crime was collected by Prince Dingbei. It depends on how the emperor plans to deal with these people.

Unexpectedly, these people actually refused to wait peacefully in the prison to wait for treatment. Instead, they made noises and noises due to a few bed bugs, causing the whole prison to be disturbed.

Zhou Bonian, the Minister of Dali Temple, had no choice but to go to the prison. He wanted to try to interrogate those people again to see if anything could be found out.

Unexpectedly, this time it went unexpectedly smoothly.

The few high-ranking officials who were shouting that they wanted to live or die seemed to be afraid of being tortured and wanted to simply beg for death or to be released as soon as possible because of their merits. They almost answered whatever they asked.

What he didn't expect was that they all poured out the bamboo tube like beans, telling how they had collaborated in the past to harm the wealthy households in the city and the common people outside the city, desperately collecting money and taking human lives into consideration.

They even explained who ordered them and who gave the stolen property to them.

Zhou Bonian was sweating profusely as he listened. The amount of property these people had plundered over the years was so huge that it was comparable to the national treasury.

The crimes committed by these people are also horrifying, and I don’t know how many innocent people were ruined by them.

Especially the people and merchants in Luoyang Prefecture City were in a state of disbelief. They had been exploited and oppressed by these corrupt officials for a long time. Those who resisted were killed, and those who did not dare to resist had to obediently have their blood sucked by these people.

What shocked Zhou Bonian the most was that the mastermind behind these people was actually Prince Ping!

That idle prince who was always gentle and courteous, seemed to have no idea about power and status, and only liked reading, writing and traveling around. The third prince Ping Prince who was the emperor's most reassuring and beloved one!

Zhou Bonian was a staunch royalist. After receiving these confessions, he did not dare to neglect at all. He immediately went to the palace to see the emperor and presented a thick stack of shocking confessions.

In the imperial study room, the emperor, who was over fifty years old, looked at the large pile of papers on the table in front of him and was silent for a long time.

"You mean, the mastermind behind those people is Prince Ping?"

A few days later, in Mo Beihan's exclusive box in the Juxian Building, Qiao Ran looked at Mo Beihan opposite and asked in surprise.