Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

Yingtian Prefecture Imperial Prison.

"what----"

"It's unfair! We are really wronged!"

"Ugh!! I am truly the most honest businessman! I have never underpaid even a cent of the country's taxes!"

"Have mercy! Officers, please have mercy!"

"what--"

"..."

As Zhao Feng stepped into the interrogation room of the Imperial Prison, he was met with a piercing cry of pain, enough to make one frown. Mixed in with these cries of pain were tearful cries of injustice, pleas for mercy, and petitions...

The interrogation room had no windows and was dark and damp.

The only light provided by a few lit candles and a crackling red brazier gave people an extremely depressing feeling.

The thick smell of blood wafting from the nose was mixed with a damp and musty smell. Whether it was the floor, the walls, the shelves, or the numerous "dazzling" iron torture instruments hanging on the walls... they were all more or less stained with dark red to black blood stains, like a purgatory on earth.

However, Zhao Feng walked in calmly, without even frowning, as if this was just an ordinary house.

He has been to this scene and this place countless times.

Inside the interrogation room.

The man who was fixed on the rack, covered in rags and blood, was naturally Zhou Lixuan who had just been successfully captured this morning.

"See my lord!"

The people in charge of interrogating people in the interrogation room noticed Zhao Feng's movements, turned around and looked towards the door, clasping their fists and saluting.

At the same time, someone immediately brought a clean chair over.

Zhao Feng waved his hand indifferently and sat down casually: "What's going on?"

One of them clasped his fists and replied, "Your Excellency! They are two tough guys, and they haven't said anything decent yet."

At this moment.

Zhou Lixuan, who was tied to the rack, raised his head. A faint glow of light shone through his pained expression as he stared at Zhao Feng. While struggling frantically, he said, "Master Zhao! Master Zhao, Master Zhao!"

"It's all unfair!"

"I've been wronged! My Lord, please help me!"

"Even if you want me to die, you have to let me die knowingly, right?!"

"Your Excellency insists that I have ulterior motives and am working for which prince. Do you have any evidence or basis for this? The Ming Dynasty values ​​the law. You cannot charge me with such a capital crime without knowing the truth!"

"Sir! If you can present me with even the slightest evidence, I will be speechless!"

Zhou Lixuan knew that the only one who really had the final say here was Zhao Feng.

He was confident that the two of them were always cautious in their actions and would not leave any tails.

No one can find the real thing.

Recalling this morning when Zhao Feng brought the Jinyiwei to arrest him and Fan Songde, he also used emotion and reason to excuse himself. At that time, the favorite of the little emperor had hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, Zhou Lixuan suddenly felt like he had seen a life-saving straw. He spoke like crazy and immediately seized the opportunity.

evidence……

Zhao Feng really didn't have any evidence in his hands - he had checked before, and after these two people were suspected by His Majesty, he had people conduct an in-depth and detailed investigation. Zhou Lixuan and Fan Songde were both clean, just as they said, there was no tax evasion!

Although the Jinyiwei never cared much about evidence when arresting people.

But there must be a reason or something.

But the two people we arrested today...

From his point of view, Emperor Zhu Yunhu simply gave them this statement for no apparent reason.

So for a moment, Zhao Feng was truly speechless. He could only cough lightly to cover up his embarrassment and chuckled coldly, "As expected of someone who's just arrived not long ago, you have more energy than someone who's been here longer. You even have the time to chat with me."

The person next to him even raised the whip.

Zhou Lixuan was whipped hard several times, making his already tattered clothes even worse, with blood stains seeping out of his clothes.