The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

"Eat, eat, eat quickly!"

"Every dish must be tasted, there must be no omissions!"

"Teemian, murder and arson are all clean and tidy, eat a meal, it's boring!"

As the night darkened, the shouts of cursing in front of Mingde Hall continued one after another.

And under the urging of this curse, the four death row inmates each occupied a table waiting for the banquet, and they were chewing desperately according to the case, and the soup that they ate was dripping and greasy.

There are also four death row prisoners who are on standby for the time being, so that after the first wave of testing is over, detailed adjustments and improvements can be made based on the halfway situation.

Sun Shaozong patrolled around the dining table with his hands upside down, but the main focus of observation was the half-old man on the west side.

As the saying goes, ‘the gang is old and the courage is small’.

It's hard to say that there are no people who dare to come out to commit crimes when they are old, but those who are serious enough to decapitate are far fewer than young people.

Therefore, even if Sun Shaozong gave a special explanation, there were only three of the eight death row prisoners, who were over fifty years old-and in line with the principle that good steel should be used on the blade, Sun Shaozong arranged two of them at To the second echelon.

The only old man in this first echelon, with a withered appearance and short stature. Although he has been hungry for several days, his appetite is still limited. It takes less than a quarter of an hour to hold it straight. Go vomiting out.

"You never die..."

"okay."

The supervisor’s internal guard also scolded him, and Sun Shaozong waved his hand to stop him, and pointed to some relatively complete vegetarian dishes, and said, “Leave these dishes and accept the rest.”

Before the little **** came forward to clean up the leftovers, the two eunuchs swarmed up first, rubbing his stomach for the old man, and recording his pulse.

The "Leopard Tire Yijin Pill" must be taken before meals, and it takes about half an hour after meals for the effect to gradually dissipate, so Taiyi has a lot of time to help them digest the food.

If this is not the case, Sun Shaozong would not dare to arrange a few death row prisoners to overeating-how can they do their bed work?

"Brother Sun."

At this time, Qin Ming leaned forward and reminded in a low voice, "These dishes are actually of no use if they are left-Your Majesty usually eats meals, I am afraid they may not eat too much."

This is also true, the emperor has not tasted the delicacies of mountains and sea?

How could it be like a small householder who doesn’t have enough to eat after catching good food?

"where……"

Sun Shaozong pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Your Majesty, do you have a favorite dish?"

"Even if you like it, just take two more bites."

Qin Ming shook his head and added: "So when I tried the medicine, I only told them to taste everything, and didn't force them to eat all the dishes."

It seems that I was really thinking about it.

Only a large dose will cause a chemical reaction. Isn't this method of poisoning like a lucky one?

So Sun Shaozong changed his words and ordered the little **** to replace all the meals.

Dangling~

At this moment, the death row on the table next door suddenly threw his rice bowl to the ground, and the fine white porcelain tableware suddenly fell to pieces.

When others were shocked, they saw the condemned prisoner languidly slumped into his chair, and smiled wantonly: "Happy, happy, I don't want my grandfather to have a taste of the wine and food that the emperor Lao Tzu eats before his death!"

As he said, he raised his leg on the table and shouted loudly, "Where is the man who rubbed his belly for Grandpa? Don't come over and wait!"

This arrogant one is more stylish than the King Zhongshun inside.

"Hey, your special mother!"

At this time, the inner guard in charge of the supervision finally reacted, annoyed with his hand on his waist, and stepped forward to kick him to the ground.

"Come on!"

The condemned prisoner was actually not afraid of it. Instead, he straightened his chubby belly and said arrogantly: "It's better to kick me out with one kick, and grandpa can eat it again--but if it is delayed to test the medicine for the emperor Laozi, Grandpa won't help you out!"

Not to mention, his posture of hob meat really bluffed the inner defender, clenched his fists, stared at his eyes and gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to attack him.

When the prisoner saw this, he became more proud and knocked on the table with his back heels and laughed: "No matter what kind of official you are, I am dead anyway. If you serve well, I will reluctantly help you sleep a few. Madam, if you don’t serve well...huh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the arrogant voice suddenly turned into a muffled hum.

It turned out that Sun Shaozong had taken the rag for cleaning the table from the hand of the **** since he was young, and rushed to it in a stride, pinching his mouth and stuffing it in.

Then he picked up the condemned prisoner and threw it to the inner guard who was aside.

Just as the inner guard was rushing to pick it up, Sun Shaozong calmly said: "Send to Fusi's dungeon in Beizhen, pick up the fresh torture instrument and open the meat for him, and then let him breathe after three days."

Hearing these words, the condemned prisoner was first dumbfounded for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then struggled desperately.

However, after the guard's inner guard hadn't taken care of it, his skill was actually something he could contend with, and he dragged him to death and dragged him into the night.

Only a few death row prisoners were unconsciously agitated when they saw him playing awe-inspiring. At this time, they were all quiet. Even the two who were still eating were light-handed, for fear of accidentally causing someone to die. End.

"correct."

Sun Shaozong took out the handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, and said: "Remember to explain to the imperial dining room, and then make a table with exactly the same noodles and send it."

But when he said that he wiped his hands and turned back as if he was okay, Qin Ming couldn't help but wonder: "The ones I chose from the Criminal Ministry are all honest. How can you get the prisoners of Shuntian Palace? Life and death?"

"It's because the environment is different."

Sun Shaozong helplessly spread his hands and said: "When you arrive at the Golden Temple, and see our prosperous battle, you really think you are some kind of Ganoderma lucidum--not to mention him, right and left is a beast that raped and killed his niece. It's good to die, but a table of good food was wasted."

As the two of them were talking, they suddenly heard the noise in the hall, hysterical, cat whimpering, as usual, and how to hear fake moans one after another.

"what happened?"

Sun Shaozong suddenly raised his eyebrows. The condemned prisoners were still outside. Why did the prostitutes inside start crying for spring?

Winning a wink to the side, the little **** immediately went in and asked a few words, and returned to report that King Zhongshun was impatient while waiting inside, and ordered the prostitutes to sharpen their mirrors for fun.

This ridiculous lord is really...

Forget it, those prostitutes are not the protagonists anyway, just let them warm up inside first.

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