Zhao Zhen has always felt that he should echo the name of Renzong, and he has always done so, it is not simple for ancient emperors to have the name of Renzong, which is a very high evaluation given by Confucianism, after all, Confucianism is based on benevolence.

Of course, he couldn't get such a name before Zhao Zhen's death, he was more sympathetic to the people when he was alive, and he would have such a name after he died.

Zhao Zhen listened to Yelu's howl while thinking about whether he would get the title of Wuzong after his death, after all, he was also a king who fought on the battlefield to expand his territory, and it was an immortal achievement to take back Yanyun in the Great Song Dynasty, and he didn't know what kind of nickname he would get after his death, if it was still Renzong, would it be a big loss?!

The cell is ready-made, in the palace of Xijin Mansion, Peng Qi and the others quickly found a cell, from the structural point of view, this should be a place to temporarily hold prisoners, compared to the specifications of the heavenly prison is far inferior, it should be prepared for the palace people who have made mistakes, but the smell of blood inside is strong and abnormal, it seems that there are many unjust souls wandering here.

Zhao Zhen didn't care about the smell in the cell, at this time he needed to distract himself from his thoughts, so many sacrifices of his own guards made his heart bleed, and he couldn't kill Yelu Tufting to pay tribute to the heroic spirit, this feeling made Zhao Zhen very uncomfortable.

Peng Qi and a group of guards were already a little numb in their scalps, and Yelu Tufting at this time was like crazy, constantly hitting his head on the table, but the moment he hit it, he sometimes fell asleep, completely ignoring his already bloody forehead.

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said, "Watering, you can't let him fall asleep." ”

So a basin of cold water was quickly poured on his face, and the cold well water went into his collar like a small snake, which made Yelu Tufting wake up suddenly, and he saw Zhao Zhen's smiling face.

The red-eyed Yelu Tuft howled at Zhao Zhen: "Despicable Song Emperor! Kill me if you kind! ”

Peng Qi did not hesitate to slap his mouth with an iron plate, and suddenly the corners of Yelu's tufted mouth were swollen high, Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said, "Don't hit him in the mouth, if you can't speak, why do I keep him?" Let him say yes, it's only been a few days? There's still a long way to go...... I have time! ”

Yelu Tufting, who was originally roaring, stiffened his body after hearing Zhao Zhen's words, he hadn't slept for three whole days, his body had lost his strength, and the feeling of sleepiness kept coming to him, and the despicable Song people just didn't sleep with him, and now it was a supreme pleasure for him to sleep beautifully.

Zhao Zhen looked at the state of Yelu Tufting and knew that he could last a long time, the highest record of human beings not sleeping was only about eleven days, even if the Khitan people as strong as Yelu Tufting would not exceed this time for too long, all he had to do was wait, waiting patiently, just like boiling an eagle.

Yelu Tufting must have some important information about the Liao Dynasty in his mind, which is what Zhao Zhen wants to know the most, and Song Xiaoyi's attack is too dark, Zhao Zhen is afraid that Yelu Tufting will die before he can tell the information in his hands, Peng Qi is good at torturing those who are not strong-willed, and he is powerless to deal with this ultra-nationalist.

Watching Yelu Tufting frantically slam into the table in front of him, making a mess of the paper, ink, pen and inkstone on it, Zhao Zhen slowly got up, this guy's energy and physical strength are really good!

opened his mouth and said to Peng Qi: "Don't beat him, light more candles, don't let him sleep." Eat and drink well, and sooner or later he will say what I want. ”

Peng Qi and the others nodded, in their opinion, the official family's methods are much more powerful than theirs, but they didn't expect that just because people would sleep would force people like this, how could this Yelu tuft in front of him still have a little Khitan warrior look, it is simply a crazy sick cat.

In the past three days, the official family will come for a period of time every day, completely ignoring the vicious language coming out of Yelu Tufting's mouth and chatting with him, as if this is the happiest thing, and Yelu Tufting has begun to become more and more crazy, is the official family planning to drive him crazy?

Seeing Yelu Tufting, who was woken up by cold water again, howling on the seat, Peng Qi shivered himself, this method was more torturous than his own means, and he turned his head and ordered his own soldiers: "The official said that he should take good care of him, bring a carbon basin here to warm up, and if he doesn't eat, he will pour it on him!" ”

The guards nodded and then spoke: "Didn't the official family cast a spell on him?" Sleepless days won't be so torturous, right? How did he feel as if he had been tortured, and life was worse than death? ”

Peng Qi glared at his soldiers: "Did you eat something bad?" The official family is most disgusted with the magic of gods and ghosts, how can you cast spells on him, if you don't understand, you can try it yourself without sleeping for three days and three nights, maybe you might as well be this guy! ”

"Isn't it just three days without sleep? I haven't slept in Yingchun Building for four or five days......" The soldier muttered quietly, as if to show off how good his body was, but then he was kicked by Peng Qi: "You know a fart, don't say four or five days in Yingchun Building, even seven or eight days, I won't be sleepy, but here you try, what nonsense, do what the official says!" ”

Peng Qi's words made the soldiers laugh...... But then another basin of cold water was poured on Jerod's tufted head, which made him suddenly excited.

"Devil! Your emperor of the Great Song Dynasty is a devil! The Immortal Heaven will punish you! ”

Zhao Zhen didn't want to waste time on Yelu Tuftued on his body, the wound on his arm was already a little itchy, this was the golden sore medicine working, it didn't hurt much if he didn't touch it, except for Peng Qi and the guards, no one knew about his injury, even Xia Zhu didn't know.

In order to cover up, Zhao Zhen had to pretend to be casual these days, but he hadn't escaped Xia Zhu's eyes, after all, the movement that night was not small, Peng Qi blocked the palace and the city gate of the entire Xijin Mansion, Song Xiaoyi also moved, and the sentry of the black hand searched for everything suspicious in the entire Xijin Mansion like a hunting dog.

Xia Zhu hasn't seen the official family for three days, he can't eat or sleep well in the past three days, and he doesn't know anything about Peng Qi's questioning, he only knows that this is the will of the official family. What all the courtiers are most afraid of is internal and external prohibition, who knows why the emperor does not see the courtiers?

What did you Peng Qi say, do I Xia Zhu have to believe it? But Peng Qi has the holy decree written by Zhao Zhen himself in his hand, and the unique flying white is not something that a rough person like Peng Qi can write, Xia Zhu believes it, and asks to see him every day.

When Xia Zhu finally saw Zhao Zhen, he bowed down in shock, and shouted at Peng Qi: "How did you protect the official family!" You kept saying that you wanted to block the arrows for Your Majesty, why did you retreat now?! ”

Zhao Zhen looked at Xia Zhu kneeling below in surprise, his shoulders were well bandaged, and he was still wearing thick clothes, how could Xia Zhu see his injury?