12dz Chapter 1207: Let him suffer 7749 days of torture before he dies.
Chapter 1207: Let him suffer 7749 days of torture before he dies.
By this time, the area inside and outside the prefecture was already surrounded by people. When Judge Li was led out and passed by those people, the angry crowd couldn't help but attack.
With one punch from each man, Judge Li was quickly beaten into a pig's head, his face unrecognizable.
The piercing screams echoed all the way, amplifying the pain of each punch a hundredfold. Li Tongpan, feeling as if he were being tortured in hell, wished he could die immediately.
But instead of dying after biting off his tongue, he became even more conscious and endured the pain.
The screams, more agonizing than those of a pig being slaughtered, brought immense pleasure to these long-oppressed people.
Mo Beihan ordered his men to seal off the Li residence, and soon boxes of gold and silver were carried into the courtyard.
All the women who were abducted into the mansion were given silver and allowed to return home with their families.
The people were moved and grateful, and slowly dispersed.
Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan, led by Mu Er, headed to the Li family's warehouse.
Passing through courtyard after courtyard, with its carved beams and painted rafters, pavilions and waterside terraces, it was incredibly luxurious.
Stepping into the spacious warehouse, one is dazzled by the boxes of gold, silver, jewelry, and all sorts of valuables.
"Hiss! This guy really is a local tyrant!"
Qiao Ran couldn't help but sigh.
As the saying goes, "the mountains are high and the emperor is far away." When officials go to remote areas, there are generally two outcomes: either they become honest and incorruptible officials, or they become greedy and insatiable local tyrants.
Clearly, the officials in Laiyang Prefecture are local tyrants.
Mo Beihan's expression was also not good.
Laiyang Prefecture was already poorer than other prefectures, and these corrupt officials amassed so much wealth, making life even more difficult for the people.
"That damned prefect is lucky to be dead. Otherwise, I would have made him wish he were dead!"
Mo Beihan's voice was as cold as ice.
Qiao Ran also felt that the prefect of Laiyang died too easily. If he were still alive, she would definitely make that corrupt official suffer before he died.
Thinking of this, she suggested to Mo Beihan:
“That Prefect Li is a lackey of the Prefect of Laiyang and has committed many evils. It would be too lenient to just execute him like this. Instead, tie him to the execution platform and keep him alive by feeding him only snow water every day, so that he can suffer forty-nine days of torture before he dies.”
Mo Beihan nodded without hesitation:
"it is good."
He turned and nodded to one of the guards with the character "Mu" on his head, and that person immediately went to convey his master's orders to Mu Er.
Mo Beihan turned around and saw a slight smile on Qiao Ran's face. He asked curiously:
"Ranran, do you have a good idea?"
Qiao Ran nodded:
"I just fed Judge Li a pill that can amplify his pain by a hundred times. Even a light touch will make him feel like he has been punched hard."
The pill also had other benefits; it could keep a person alive for forty-nine days, unless their throat and blood vessels were cut.
"By binding Magistrate Li to the execution platform, the people naturally wouldn't let him go. They'd spit on him and throw stones at him every day, making that corrupt official live in humiliation and agony, unable to die even if he wanted to. It would also allow the people to vent their anger."
Upon hearing this, Mo Beihan nodded in agreement:
"That's good. That corrupt official deserves to suffer. It's more satisfying than killing him outright."
Thus, on the execution platform at the west market entrance of Laiyang Prefecture, the once glorious and arrogant Magistrate Li was stripped of his outer garments, left only in a white undergarment, and bound hand and foot to a wooden frame, his obese body resembling a large white pig awaiting slaughter.
Every day, angry people would go there to throw stones and sticks, spit on the wicked official Li Furen, and throw excrement and urine at him to vent their hatred.