Chapter 127: If you don't use torture, where will the confession come from?

"Since you've already brought him back, take him to the interrogation room..."

Hearing this, Chen Yan fastened his belt and instructed, "Interrogate him properly!"

"Ensure there are no unjust, false, or wrongful cases!"

"Yes." You Xian nodded in understanding, his gaze sharpening as he smiled, "This subordinate understands!"

There would absolutely be no unjust, false, or wrongful cases.

Because all results would be exactly as his Lord desired...

The interrogation room.

"What are you doing?"

"On what grounds does the Mingjing Si have to arrest this official?"

"To arrest a court-appointed official based on mere hearsay—where is the law of the land?"

Wen Shang, held by the shoulders by Embroidered Attire Envoys on his left and right, struggled frantically but to no avail, and could only shout at the top of his lungs.

"Smack!"

You Xian raised his hand and struck Wen Shang heavily across the left cheek. The sound was exceptionally crisp. He said, "You surnamed Wen, are you questioning my Mingjing Si?"

"The will of my Mingjing Si represents the law of the land!"

You Xian remembered clearly that his Lord had once said the final interpretation of the law lay in their hands.

It relied on the special permission of the Imperial power to execute first and report later!

With guilt presumed upon suspicion, did the Mingjing Si need to follow procedure step-by-step just to arrest someone?

"You... you lackey, you hound, how dare you strike this official?"

Wen Shang was stunned, his head buzzing.

With his current status and position, when had he ever encountered such a situation or suffered such a humiliating insult?

In that moment, after regaining his senses, Wen Shang instantly flew into a rage and roared, "I want to see Yuchi Min!"

He had shouted the name Yuchi Min almost hysterically.

In his eyes, these low-level Embroidered Attire Envoys, who were like mere minions, were not worthy of speaking to him.

"Bang!"

You Xian did not speak; the only response to the man was a solid kick that landed squarely on his potbelly.

"Ugh..." Wen Shang, caught off guard, screamed in pain.

"You, a disgraced official, still harbor delusions of seeing our Commander?"

"Are you even worthy?"

"Where do you get such nerve?"

You Xian sneered, grabbed Wen Shang by the hair, and said in a low voice.

He had finally realized that this bastard surnamed Wen truly had not yet grasped the situation...

This was not the Wen Estate, nor was it the Earth Official Office; this was the Mingjing Si!

The Mingjing Si, where even evil ghosts had to have a layer of skin scraped off upon entering!

Having said that, he released Wen Shang and signaled the Embroidered Attire Envoys on either side to tie this fellow to the interrogation rack.

"Which Mirror Master are you subordinates of?"

"This official is the Grand Granary Minister of the Earth Official Office, a subordinate of the Grand Minister of Education!"

"The Old Pillar of State Dugu will absolutely not sit idly by!"

"Think clearly about the consequences!"

With his hands and feet bound and firmly secured to the interrogation rack, Wen Shang remained eloquent, announcing his family background in an attempt to make the Embroidered Attire Envoys before him hesitate.

The meaning he expressed was exceptionally clear; he might as well have said it outright: Your Mingjing Si stands behind the Grand Chancellor, which is impressive...

But behind my Earth Official Office stands the Old Pillar of State Dugu; I advise you to be cautious!

"Bang!"

You Xian, feeling threatened, was extremely displeased. He threw a punch straight at Wen Shang's face, the corner of his mouth curling into a look of contempt as he sneered, "Since you want to know so badly, I might as well tell you..."

"We belong to the Zhuque Mirror Master, Lord Chen Yan!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and bowed respectfully.

"Chen... Chen Yan?!"

Hearing that name, Wen Shang was suddenly startled and asked in surprise.

After a pause, he added with extreme agitation, "You are Chen Yan's people?!"

"Tell Chen Yan to come see this official!"

Wen Shang had originally thought it was some Mirror Master in the Mingjing Si acting recklessly...

But he had not expected that these lackeys, the Embroidered Attire Envoys, were actually all hounds of that kid he had never once looked at properly in the past.

Furthermore, his people actually dared to lay a hand on him?

You Xian was just about to speak when he heard Chen Yan's voice drifting faintly from the corridor behind:

"Who wants to see me?"

Immediately following, a languid man dressed as a Mirror Master appeared slowly in everyone's line of sight.

"Greetings, Lord!"

"Greetings, Lord!"

"Greetings, Lord!"

The Embroidered Attire Envoys within the interrogation room all bowed with heartfelt respect.

"No need for formalities." Chen Yan walked to a spot not far from Wen Shang and stopped, waving his hand casually.

When Wen Shang saw that face, his anger flared up even more. He stiffened his neck and said furiously, "Chen Yan, hurry up and have your people release this official, offer an apology, and escort me back to my estate, otherwise..."

He wore an expression of complete fearlessness.

If it were any other Mirror Master, Wen Shang might have had some reservations.

But this kid, heh...

"Otherwise what?" Chen Yan, having just finished eating and cleaning up, was in a very pleasant mood and asked with great interest.

"I will absolutely never agree to the marriage between you and Shu'er; this is my final ultimatum to you..." Wen Shang did not hesitate at all and blurted out the threat that followed the 'otherwise'.

He was very confident that this was the kid's soft underbelly...

"Lord Wen, it seems you still haven't grasped the situation?"

Chen Yan laughed, looking at Wen Shang with the eyes of someone looking at a moron.

As he spoke, he reached out, took the branding iron that had been heated to a fiery red in the brazier, and pressed it straight onto his chest.

"Ah!"

Wen Shang, scorched by the high heat, could not help but let out a miserable scream.

A wisp of the smell of burning flesh permeated the air.

"Is your daughter inlaid with gold, or inlaid with jade?"

Chen Yan tossed the branding iron back into the brazier, smacked his lips, and asked, "Is she even worthy of being a reason to threaten this Mirror Master?"

Let alone inlaid with gold or jade, even if she were inlaid with a nuclear bomb, she wouldn't be qualified.

He really didn't know how to weigh his own worth.

"Chen Yan, just keep acting tough!"

Wen Shang endured the intense pain coming from his chest where the branding iron had been, gritted his teeth, and said, "In the vast city of Chang'an, who doesn't know of your obsession with Shu'er?"

"Don't think that a divorce paper used as a retreat to advance can deceive this official..."

"It's all your tricks!"

"I advise you not to play hard to get anymore, lest you regret it too late!"

How is he even more honey-confident than Huang Le Ge Xiao Tao... Chen Yan couldn't hold it together, twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Why don't you take a look at whose item this is?"

As he spoke, he took out a peony-embroidered bodice from his bosom in a leisurely manner and unfolded it before Wen Shang's eyes.

It was still emitting waves of fragrance.

"This is...?" Wen Shang asked, puzzled.

"Your precious daughter's!"

"She just came to my door to beg..."

Chen Yan threw the bodice onto Wen Shang's shoulder, shrugged, and smiled.

After a pause, he added with a complaint, "To be honest, her taste is very average!"

Regarding his own women, Chen Yan would tease them, but he still treated them gently...

Except for just a moment ago, when it was almost like standing up and pedaling.

"You... you're making it up!"

Wen Shang's face turned green instantly, and he retorted, "Fabricating lies!"

"How could Shu'er possibly do such a thing!"

He wouldn't believe even if he died that his most beloved daughter would bow her head to her lickspittle...

Chen Yan watched Wen Shang's reaction, unhurriedly fished out another item from his bosom, and waved it before his eyes, "Lord Wen, you wouldn't fail to recognize the bracelet on Wen Nianshu's wrist, would you?"

"Hahahaha!"

The bodice was taken on the fly, and the bracelet was naturally swiped on the fly as well.

"Is... is it really Shu'er's bracelet?!"

Wen Shang took a close look, confirmed it immediately, and roared, "Chen Yan, what have you done to her!"

"You really are a bastard!"

Wen Shang had never imagined that his daughter, whom he held in the palm of his hand, had actually been defiled by the little beast before him in such a way.

A surge of anger churned in his chest.

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Chen Yan was not ashamed but proud, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, let's get back to the point. Lord Wen, Uncle Wen, you should know about the denunciation letter, right?"

"Do you admit to the contents written on it?"

"I do not!"

"That was all fabricated!"

"Someone is framing this official!"

Wen Shang did not hesitate at all, firmly maintaining his innocence.

Those things were no small matter; let alone not having done them, if he really admitted to them once done, everything would be completely over.

"Since you're so stubborn, then let's use torture..." Chen Yan's mouth curled slightly upward, and he smiled, "It just so happens that my Mingjing Si updated its punishments today!"

"Chen Yan, this is torture to extract a confession!" Wen Shang accused him hoarsely.

"Is that so?"

Chen Yan didn't care and asked in return, "But if we don't use torture, where will the confession come from?" ===== CHAPTER 128 =====