[R18] Dali Temple.Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1) – “Dali Temple. Qing (Shuangjie solves the case 1v1)” Chapter 8 Whipping [English]

The originally flattering smile on Li Jingzhao’s face turned cold, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

The person next to me, Mr. Su, was famous for his cold temperament.Not to mention such a little-known little thing, even if he is a relative of the royal family of Shengjing Zhenger, he will treat them equally if they commit crimes and will never protect the shortcomings.

When I asked that question just now, it seemed a bit like looking at people’s faces and bending the law for personal gain.

Li Jingzhao was so upset that he was so self-defeating that he hurriedly put on a smile on his greasy face. After complimenting Su Moyi, he said coldly to the audience: “Why are you still standing there? Drag me down and beat him!”

Lin Wanqing was startled when he heard this. His eyes that were looking directly at Li Jingzhao flashed, showing a rare look of worry.

In just one breath, this expression was quickly captured by Su Moyi.

she……

Seems to be scared?

Oh!

Lin Lushi, who seems to be able to shock the heavens and the earth with just one breath, is actually sometimes afraid?

Su Moyi suppressed the upturned corners of her mouth, and the surprise in her heart was quickly replaced by subtle joy.

Just know how to be afraid.

If you know how to be afraid, you can be controlled, and if you can be controlled, you can be used by him.

As his thoughts were racing, the two government officials next to him had already stepped forward to lift Lin Wanqing up and were about to drag her away. Su Moyi’s cold voice interrupted the two of them.

“Su just thought about it, is this thirty-span whipping a bit too severe?”

“Huh?” Li Jingzhao trembled and looked at Su Moyi confused.

Perhaps it was to cover up his suspected favoritism. Mr. Su, who had always enforced the law impartially, put his fist to his lips uncomfortably and coughed lightly: “It is true that Mr. Lin despised the court, but it is within his bounds to investigate Wang Hu in the middle of the night. Besides, there is something fishy about Wang Hu’s case.”

Finally, a glance glanced at Li Jingzhao, and Su Moyi added, “He is more considerate and sensitive than Mr. Li.”

He was always righteous and confident in killing people and punishing others. Even if he confuses right and wrong, Li Jingzhao’s breath would be held in his throat with just one sentence.

“Yes, yes…” He wiped his sweat and agreed, “Master Su is right, right. Then…”

“Just flog him with ten sticks as punishment.”

Master Su gave the order, and those present naturally did not dare to disobey him.They all lowered their eyebrows and nodded obediently, and even the force of pulling people was much lighter.

However, Lin Wanqing still had a worried look on her face. After hesitating for a long time, she looked at Su Moyi and said weakly: “But, can you not make a decision?”

“What?”

Su Moyi almost smiled at her, looking at her with a bit of contempt.

It is rare that this person has extraordinary intelligence. Although he is difficult to tame, a good horse is even more difficult to find.

He doesn’t mind condescending to ask for a favor on her behalf in order to tame her.

But he didn’t expect that this man would actually slap his face on his nose. It looked like he was just a greedy person who was afraid of death.

The people in the hall seemed to have guessed He’s tactful thoughts, as if he was clarifying something, and waved their hands hurriedly: “My lord, please don’t misunderstand me. I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. It’s just that my family was poor when I was young, and my legs were left with hidden diseases in the winter. I was afraid that I would not be able to withstand the whipping, so I made such a request.”

“Oh?” Su Moyi was disdainful. After all, these excuses had already been heard when he interrogated the prisoners.

The index finger and thumb were hidden under Yuebai’s wide sleeves and rubbed together, making a rustling sound.

“But according to the “Southern Code”, in addition to flogging, there is only whipping left in this criminal law.”

After saying that, he paused deliberately and raised his eyes to observe Lin Wanqing’s expression.

Whipping in the Southern Dynasties was generally used to punish slaves and untouchables who made serious mistakes.The punishment, as its name suggests, requires the person to be dropped and beaten on the back with a whip made of cowhide.

But that whip was no ordinary whip.It was covered with barbs, and every time the whip was struck, the skin was torn and the flesh was bloody.

As the recorder of Jingzhao Mansion, Lin Wanqing couldn’t help but know that Su Moyi was trying to intimidate her.

However, to his surprise, Lin Wanqing just smiled flatly, as if he was still relieved in his heart, bowed to him and said, “Thank you for your grace.”

After saying that, he followed the two government officials.

This shocked Su Moyi again.

He was afraid of getting slapped, but he took the flogging that everyone was horrified by lightly.

Lin Wanqing is becoming more and more interesting.

The moon was high in the sky, and the spring night air was filled with a layer of mist, staining the eyebrows with water stains.

When Su Moyi came out of Jingzhao Mansion, she was already in her ugly days.

Ye Qing followed him out of the silent main entrance of Jingzhao Mansion and put a large cloak on his shoulders.

While Su Moyi was tying the belt, she raised her head to look at the sky, and suddenly told Ye Qing in a confused manner: “Now you go to the imperial doctor Lingbai’s house.”

“Wha, what?”

Ye Qing almost thought that he had misheard, and he looked up at the sky at a loss.

This ugly moment is when thousands of households are dreaming, and just running to someone else’s house…

For what?

Su Moyi was unaware of he’s doubts. She leaned into the carriage, leaned lazily on the carriage, and drove away.

Ye Qing: “???”

Can this ancestor finish his words before leaving?!

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Lin Wanqing hasn’t dreamed for a long time.

In the dream, she went back to the year when she was four years old, and it was snowing heavily in Shengjing.

She saw herself standing at the intersection of a crowded street, struggling to hold on to a stone monument beside her, and staring blankly at her parents in the distance.

The snow in my memory was astonishingly heavy, and the little she could only see a white expanse in front of her eyes.

Every breath of air I took in was painful.Like a sharp knife, it slid down the throat and finally fell into the stomach, turning into a heavy piece.

It was a wooden platform half a person’s height. On it were not only her parents, but also twenty-one members of the Xiao family.

Yes, her surname is not Lin, her surname is Xiao.

This is one of the few memories she has of her childhood and her parents.

She remembered that day when officers and soldiers in armor rushed into the Xiao Mansion, her mother hid her under the abandoned old stove in the kitchen and told her that what she saw later was just a game.

If she can remain undetected, she wins.

Then she can go out through the back door.Uncle Lin, her father’s best friend, will reward her.Take her to places she has never been and eat things she has never eaten before.

Once children become playful, they are easy to deceive, even with an explanation full of loopholes.

Lin Wanqing discovered something was wrong on the way out of Shengjing.

Her parents, who always kept their promises, failed to go with her to that place that they said was fun.

Maybe it’s intuition, maybe it’s the child’s innate courage to be fearless.She found an excuse and secretly fled back to Shengjing, only to learn from the discussions in the streets that his father was interrogated by the three divisions and sentenced to death.

She didn’t know what this meant. She only intuited from the tone of the people that this was not a good thing.

Then she followed the crowd to the intersection of West Market in a daze.

With just one glance, she was so frightened that she almost lost her voice.

On the high wooden platform, all twenty-one members of the Xiao family knelt in a row.Behind them are executioners holding broadswords.

Unexpectedly, in the heavy snow around her, she saw the sharp blade of Senliang’s blade, which made her eyes hurt.

A man in rich clothes walked out from behind the sword light, took out a bright yellow brocade scroll, and read something aloud.

It’s a pity that she doesn’t understand.

That was the first time she felt regretful. She should have listened to her mother and studied with her husband.

The crowd was in an uproar.

They pushed forward one after another, almost pushing down the stone monument she was clinging to.Lin Wanqing could only hold on to the cold stone, unaware that her nails were broken and dug into her flesh, and blood dripped from her young fingertips.

On the high wooden platform, the man in rich clothes made a gesture, and the executioner took a step forward and pressed everyone on the stone slab, exposing their necks.

The butcher knife was raised high, and a cold light danced on the sharp edge.

She finally knew something, but she couldn’t do anything.

Tears flowed down his cheeks that were numb from the cold, and even his vague vision was obscured.

“Daddy, daddy…” she murmured, her voice dry and hoarse.

A hand quickly shot out from the crowd and grabbed her tightly. The force was so strong that she was pulled away from the stone monument.

A warm embrace filled with wind and snow came up to her and hugged her tightly.

“Don’t look!” she remembered Uncle Lin saying to her.

Lin Wanqing was speechless and just cried.

The heavy snow fell rustlingly, stained her eyelashes, and quickly turned into water, making her wet.

“Close your eyes!”

As if the last bit of strength had been drained from her, Lin Wanqing did as she was told, looked behind Uncle Lin, and placed a pair of big hands on her little ears.

Vaguely, from far, far away, she seemed to hear a muffled sound, and everything was completely silent…

“From now on, you are my daughter, Lin Xiangye, and your name is Lin Wanqing.”

Lin Wanqing…

Lin Wanqing.

The voice of Lin Wanqing in the dream gradually became illusory, and then slowly superimposed, turning into the voice of Lin Wanqing with hot breath in her ears.

She opened her eyes drowsily.

What caught my eye was Liang Weiping’s half-angry, half-worried face.

The dim candlelight reflected from behind him, blurring his already not so outstanding facial features.

Lin Wanqing then remembered that after being tortured yesterday, she was helped into the small room reserved for them in Jingzhao Mansion for temporary stay.Due to the fatigue and running around during the day, plus a few new injuries, she fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.

Liang Weiping must have heard something and found it himself.

She moved her hands and realized that she was still lying on the bed.The gray robe he wore yesterday was stained with blood. It had dried and stuck to his back, causing pain when he moved it.

The quilt was barely covering her body and was of no use at all.

If there is injury, there will be cold.

The wound didn’t have time to be treated yesterday, and after sleeping on the spot for a night, Lin Wanqing now only felt dizzy and cold, and her limbs were weak.

It must be a fever.

She looked at Liang Weiping, gave a weak smile at the corner of her mouth, and said a hoarse “Brother Liang” from her throat.

Liang Weiping was stunned and quickly got a glass of water.

Twelve years.

Her obsession brought her here, but it also ended here.

Lin Wanqing thought that she was no longer the helpless little girl.

But now I realize that everything is back to where it started.Even for this minor wound, I couldn’t find anyone who could help me clean it.

She looked at Liang Weiping smiling bitterly, and gently waved away the water he handed him.

“Brother Liang,” she called him, still hoarse, “if I tell you a secret, can you keep it for me?”

The water in Liang Weiping’s hand shook. After struggling for a while, he tentatively asked, “What, what…”

Lin Wanqing knew that he was timid and had no intention of dragging him into any danger.But now besides Liang Weiping, she can’t find anyone else she can trust.

She half-propelled her body from the bed, and her long black hair with a faint light hung down from her shoulders and back.It made her already delicate face look even softer.

In such a short moment, Liang Weiping panicked.A ridiculous thought that had lingered in his mind for thousands of times suddenly sprang up, like a meteor butterfly that could not be contained.

Lin Wanqing calmly pulled off the fake Adam’s apple stuck to her neck, pushed back her hair that was blocking her vision, looked up at Liang Weiping and said, “Brother Liang, have you ever doubted my identity?”

The water in my hand could no longer be held. As soon as it became soft, it spilled all over the floor, dripping wetly everywhere.

“You, you are… you are…”

Lin Wanqing took over he’s words in a deep voice, “I am a woman.”

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Liang Weiping: If this is a secret, please keep it, because I don’t want to know!

P.S. Everyone should know, right?Qingqing is not afraid of getting hit, but she is afraid of taking off her pants when getting hit.