Song Yanzhao came out of Liuxing Hutong with a calm face and returned to his house diagonally opposite. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Steward Tian was very happy to see him coming, and brought good wine and food, "The third master hasn't been here for a few days." ”

Song Yanzhao silently took the wine and drank it all, only feeling sour and astringent in his heart, as if he had a breath in his heart, and he couldn't find an outlet to vent.

That girl is going to the Bashu area, she is going to Yizhou!

Yizhou, Jinling, so far apart, what should he do?

Song Yanzhao raised his head and drank another glass of wine, only to feel that even the wine in his mouth was bitter, and the wine went down his throat, and the bitterness in his heart spread out!

Ruthless girl, doesn't she miss everything in Jinling at all, doesn't she miss him at all?

If she really went to Bashu, she would be thousands of miles apart from now on, and it would be difficult to meet again!

Song Yanzhao had the heart to open his mouth and wanted her to stay, but thinking of her confused eyes and the light that suddenly burst out on her face when she mentioned her free and easy life, Song Yanzhao couldn't help but feel nervous, and he couldn't say anything when it came to his mouth.

She said that she wanted to go out for a walk and maybe find her real home, so how could he stop her?

For the first time in his life, he experienced what it means to be in a dilemma and what it means to be in a contradictory situation.

But what about her, did she think about herself when she decided to leave?

Probably not, she said that she regarded herself as a friend.

Friend! Song Yanzhao's heart ached when he thought of these two words, and his heart had never been so sober as at this moment that he never wanted to be her friend......! He wants to be her husband, to be her father-in-law, and to be able to take her into her arms openly when others bully her!

The more Song Yanzhao's heart thought about it, the more bored he became, and a pot of wine was at the bottom in a blink of an eye, but he felt more and more depressed, and he had nowhere to vent!

He was full of depression, so he simply got up and went out of the door, standing at the door, looking at the closed door diagonally opposite, his eyes darkened, and he simply went to the dungeon of the Shen Punishment Division.

Because the Criminal Division is only responsible to the emperor and will hold some secret prisoners, the Criminal Division has a special dungeon.

The dungeon was eerie and cold, and the further you went, the colder and damper it became.

Song Yanzhao walked to the innermost cell with a calm face, and Shi Hu walked out of it.

"Third Master, why are you here?"

Song Yanzhao's chin was raised, "How's it going?"

Shi Hu frowned, his face was a little unsightly, "Still don't say anything." ”

It has been three days since they arrested Zhao Yang, but there is not much news asked, and Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

"I'll go in and have a look. Song Yanzhao stepped into the cell.

The floor of the cell was messily covered with straw, and the dampness inside was mixed with an unpleasant fishy smell, which made Song Yanzhao frown.

Zhao Yang huddled in a ball with his knees and shrunk in the corner, the clothes on his body could no longer see the original color, and there were faint blood stains oozing out of the tattered places, and it could be seen that he had suffered a little.

Song Yanzhao found a clean place and sat down, "Zhao Yang, let's talk." ”

When Zhao Yang heard Song Yanzhao's voice, his body shrank and buried his head deeper.

Song Yanzhao pursed his lips, "I know what you're waiting for, I'm telling you, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”

Zhao Yang's body shrank motionlessly, as if he hadn't heard Song Yanzhao's words at all.

"The eldest grandson of the emperor was critically ill a few days ago, and the prince was overwhelmed, so he didn't have time to worry about you," Song Yanzhao said word by word, his eyes staring at Zhao Yang tightly.

Zhao Yang's legs shrank invisibly.

"The emperor's eldest grandson is out of danger this morning, presumably someone should have reported your matter to him, do you think he will come to me to save you?"

Zhao Yang still didn't look up, and the whole person shrank tighter.

Song Yanzhao didn't care, the corners of his mouth curled, and his expression was a little sneering, "It's a pity that I waited for half a day, and I didn't see the prince come to me, it seems that the prince is planning to give up on you." ”

Zhao Yang's body couldn't help but tremble.

Song Yanzhao's eyes shrank, and he continued to say slowly: "Let me guess the reason why the prince can give up on you, if Jiangning County ordered Zhang Wenbo's family to be involved in the case of the prince's extermination, then all the human and physical evidence should have been almost destroyed by you now, and you are the only human witness!"

said that it was speculation, but Song Yanzhao's tone was slow and firm.

"That is to say, unless the prince himself admits it, no one can implicate him in this case, you know this very well in your heart, so you will not say anything. ”

Zhao Yang raised his head suddenly, with a look of horror and a hint of surprise on his face!

Shi Hu interrogated him for a few days, and kept asking him if there was a master envoy behind the scenes, but he never dared to guess who the master envoy was, but Song Yanzhao came up and guessed that the case was related to the prince!

He stared at Song Yanzhao fixedly for a long time, and then lowered his head dejectedly.

"You think that if you bite to death, your master will be able to save your life or at least your family. Song Yanzhao said affirmatively.

Zhao Yang's hand holding his knee subconsciously shrank.

Song Yanzhao sneered, "You think wrong, if you don't say whether there is another mastermind behind the scenes, then you are the mastermind of this case, and if you murder the court officials, not only you, but your family will be affected!"

Zhao Yang's hand holding his knee shrank even tighter, he raised his head to look at Song Yanzhao, his chapped lips moved, and his voice was hoarse, "I said that it is still a death!"

"So you do have a mastermind behind you!" a smile appeared on the corner of Song Yanzhao's mouth.

Zhao Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes looking at Song Yanzhao were very ruthless.

Song Yanzhao didn't care, "Tell the mastermind behind the scenes, you are an accomplice at best, and your capital crime is inevitable, but your wife and children can avoid the fate of being supplied." ”

Zhao Yang leaned back heavily, his eyes closed slightly, and he turned a deaf ear to Song Yanzhao's words.

"As far as I know, you have a son and a daughter, and your eldest daughter is six years old this year, and if they are left to the dust and live a life of slavery because of you, maybe she will one day suffer the same thing, .........just like the dozen or so female corpses I dug up."

"Don't say it!" Zhao Yang opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were round, and he glared at Song Yanzhao fiercely, his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

Song Yanzhao's face sank suddenly, "Why, now that you know that you are afraid, have you ever thought when you scoured those girls that they are also daughters held in the palm of others' hands, or husbands' wives who are pampered with their hearts, Zhao Yang, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Zhao Yang was still glaring at Song Yanzhao, but the ruthlessness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and a complex look slowly surfaced.

Song Yanzhao stood up and patted the straw on his body gently, "Think about it, in fact, if you don't say it, I can probably guess that all I want is your testimony." ”

With that, he turned and walked out of his cell.

"Wait, I said!" Zhao Yang's faint and hoarse voice sounded behind him.

Song Yanzhao stopped and turned around.

Zhao Yang licked his chapped lips, closed his eyes, and then opened them calmly, "But I only say this to you, if you can, I hope that Song Sanye can take care of my family!"