When Jiang Weiguo woke up again, he found that he couldn't see things clearly in the darkness around him, and his hands were tied to the wall.

After getting used to it for a while, I was finally able to see my surroundings clearly in a trance.

Iron cages, handcuffs, leg irons, he's in a cell!

Who is it?!

He thought for a moment, only to remember that he had been suddenly knocked unconscious, and then he had come here.

At this moment, a light came from a distance, and then the sound of tapping and tapping footsteps sounded.

Thinking with his toes, he knew that the person who came must be the one who tied him up, Jiang Weiguo didn't scream, squinted his eyes, and tried to adapt to the sudden light.

Then I saw two familiar faces.

Qin Yuchuan and Fang Xile?

It's them!

Why did they tie themselves up, Jiang Weiguo's eyes shrank, and a bad premonition flashed.

Sure enough, Fang Xile spoke: "What do you know about the cooperation between Qin Yurong and the Candle Yin Palace?"

Jiang Weiguo was shocked in his heart, but quickly adjusted his expression: "What are you talking about, I don't understand." ”

Fang Xile sneered: "Don't pretend, if you don't know how I will tie you up." ”

Jiang Weiguo is still a dead duck with a hard mouth, this kind of thing can't be said, if he says it, it's a dead end.

Fang Xile saw his thoughts, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Do you think death is the most terrible?" But in fact, you can't last long in the face of punishment, and now you can open your mouth to avoid the pain of flesh and skin." ”

Jiang Weiguo was sure that Fang Xile had no evidence, and he did a clean job from beginning to end.

Moreover, the disappearance of the county guard is a major event, and the imperial court will definitely send someone to investigate.

"If you let me go now, I should have done nothing and nothing happened? Otherwise, the court will come down to investigate, do you really think you can escape, or do you think the prince can save you?"

Anyway, his face had already been torn, and Jiang Weiguo glanced at Qin Yuchuan with disdain.

A prince who has fallen out of favor and has not even been qualified to compete for the throne is a rich idler at best.

"Let you go, can't, I'll just say that you were bitten by the living dead and can only be killed, do you think anyone will really pursue this situation?"

Fang Xile was not angry, and continued to smile: "I have heard of a punishment, called Ling Chi, which slices a thin slice of meat on a person's body, but does not let that person die, I heard that a person with good knife skills can cut for three days and three nights before he dies!"

She smiled and leaned in front of Jiang Weiguo: "I think my sword skills are good, do you want to try it, maybe you can last for four days?"

Jiang Weiguo's face turned pale in an instant, he was not afraid of death, but he was particularly afraid of death, but he was chopped alive for three days, and he had to die in the end, so it was better to give him a good time!

"I still have a method, they all say ten fingers to the heart, you say, what if I stick a bamboo stick into your nails?"

She said as she cut a small piece of wood with her knife, sharpening it little by little.

Jiang Weiguo was already shaking.

Even Qin Yuchuan couldn't help but look sideways, how did she know about so much torture?

Fang Xile said that the ancients were very creative to understand the ten tortures.

Fang Xile narrowed her eyes, it seems that Jiang Weiguo will not say it if he doesn't suffer a little, she suddenly grabbed his finger, and the wooden skewer was inserted into the nail accurately.

"Ahh

The screams were heartbreaking.

Fang Xile frowned, fortunately, the prison of the palace was well insulated.

She didn't say anything and began to cut a wooden stick.

Suddenly, screams rang out one after another in the prison, and finally, when Fang Xile was about to insert four wooden sticks on the ground, Jiang Weiguo trembled and spoke: "I said, I said it all." ”

Fang Xile stopped.

Jiang Weiguo didn't know much, he just mechanically carried out Qin Yurong's orders, such as not caring about the people of the Candle Yin Palace, such as informing the people of the Candle Yin Hall about the map.

"Why did Qin Yurong join forces with the Candle Yin Palace?"

"I don't know, the Candle Yin Hall gave Qin Yurong some kind of benefit, and I don't know, he never told me about this. I've told you everything, can you let me go?"

It seems that Jiang Weiguo is just a small role.

Fang Xile turned to leave, and just when Jiang Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly the knife light flashed, and a blood mark appeared on his neck, the blood mark became bigger and bigger, and finally the whole head fell down.

The two walked out of their cells, and the atmosphere was silent.

"The Candle Yin Temple chose Xichuan, and it was really because of me. Qin Yuchuan looked at the moon in the sky and sighed.

Fang Xile shook his head: "Don't think about it, it's because of Qin Yurong's request." ”

"That's not the same. ”

Fang Xile didn't speak, sometimes persuasion is useless, you can only think about it yourself, if you can't think about it, then solve the person who can't think about it.

......

When Fang Xile walked into the study, Qin Yuchuan was painting, and the faint golden sunlight was spreading down, as if he had been plated with a layer of gold clothes, as beautiful as a painting.

"What do you think of my drawing?"

The chrysanthemums embellished with ink on the painting paper jumped on the paper and were blooming brilliantly, but Fang Xile always felt a little ...... Sad?

"Come on, help me come up with a good name. ”

Fang Xile just wanted to say that he would be named, the men were all called Ergou, the women were called Cuihua, and the children were all called Goudan, but the words came to his lips and stopped.

In the past, Qin Yuchuan was always moody, but today it seems to be a little different, Fang Xile said tentatively: "It's called Qingdi?"

"Oh?" Qin Yuchuan was a little surprised, how many chrysanthemums are called Qingdi?

"I once heard a poem.

The sassy west wind is full of courtyards, and the core is cold and fragrant.

If I am the Green Emperor one day, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together.

Don't you think the title of this poem is a good match for the painting?"

Qin Yuchuan's smile froze, and he sighed with emotion: "Joy, ......"

"Today is the death day of Mrs. Die, who was originally a little palace maid, but was taken by her father and gave birth to me. ”

"Because I was born to a palace maid, my father often said that I was from a humble background and could not bear the heavy responsibility, and after Mrs. Butterfly died, he no longer paid attention to me and left me to fend for myself.

At that time, I saw that other princes and princesses could laugh and laugh in front of their fathers, and I felt so envious......"

Qin Yuchuan smiled self-deprecatingly, turned his head and said seriously: "I like this poem very much!"

Fang Xile's heart sank.

Qin Yuchuan seems to have nothing to do over the years, but in fact, Xichuan County is well organized, the people want, the people have a good harvest, he will naturally be able to receive more taxes, and the wealth saved in the county king's mansion in the past four years will make King Qin feel moved when he hears it.

And he didn't live a life of arrogance and lasciviousness, except for the necessary expenses and window dressing, life can be called simple, so where is all the money spent?

Thinking of Qin Yuchuan's well-informed news, Fang Xile secretly guessed that he hadn't built an intelligence network?

At this time, Qin Yuchuan said lightly: "Because Xichuan is in trouble, my father has authorized me to go to the capital, and my eldest brother contacted me, hoping that I can help him deal with Qin Yurong." ”

"On the other hand, because of the Xichuan incident, my father plans to officially establish an organization to eliminate ghosts throughout the country, and the eldest brother promised to recommend you as the governor as much as possible if you go. ”

Qin Yuchuan turned his head to look at Fang Xile: "Let's deal with Qin Yurong together, are you interested?"