When Pan Lin died, Li Jianting had just turned the corner. The maids and eunuchs serving in the palace had no time to cry with joy, so they were taken to prison. The prince was poisoned, so the wine, vinegar, and noodle bureau was immediately closed down, and all the eunuchs who were on errands were imprisoned. Fuman relied on his qualifications from the Tianchen Emperor period to take charge of the case and tortured them severely.
"Ancestor" The young eunuch could not bear the beating, and he fell on the stool and cried, "Ancestor, please spare my life."
Fuman was wearing a python pattern drag strip and a cigarette cap on his head. He was looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall with his hands behind his hands.
The eunuchs holding the sticks were all left over from the original Dongchang. They were good at this and beat the eunuch until he almost fainted.
"Ancestor, please spare my life!" The young eunuch burst into tears.
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