The gloomy prison smells of decay, flies buzz and squawk, and humidity and sweltering heat mix. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The intense pain and discomfort stopped for a while, and the ragged Su Wenfang curled up in a corner of the cell, shivering.

In the Zizhou prison, the sound of wailing came from afar. It's been a day and a half since he was caught here, and after almost a day of torture, Su Wenfang has collapsed, at least in his own slightly sober consciousness, he feels that he has collapsed.

Maybe it was better to die at the time......

Constant pain and discomfort can cause the perception of reality to dissipate, and in many cases there will be memories and hallucinations of one kind or another. After being tortured for a day, the other party threw him back into the prison to rest for a while, and the slight relief gradually cleared his mind. His body trembled and he cried silently, his thoughts confused, sometimes wanting to die, sometimes regretting, sometimes numb, and sometimes remembering what he had experienced over the years.

It was the first time in his life that he had experienced these things, whippings, sticks, clamps, even soldering irons, beatings and waterboarding over and over again, and from the first beating, he felt that he could not hold on.

He never felt like a strong man.

Over the years, he initially worked with Zhuji, and later participated in the war and became a member of the Huaxia Army. His journey has not been easy, but relatively speaking, it is not difficult. Following his sister and brother-in-law, he can learn a lot of things, although he also has to pay enough seriousness and hard work, but for other people in this world, he is happy enough. Over the years, from the efforts of Zhuji Xia Village, to the killing of the monarch in the Golden Palace, and then to the Xiaocang River, the defeat of the Western Xia, to the following three years of bloodshed, several years of running the southwest, he has seen many things as an administrator in the Black Flag Army, but he has not really experienced the difficulty of bloody fighting, the great horror between life and death.

Many times when he passed by the miserable wounded barracks, he would also feel the permeating cold in his heart.

Over the years, he had seen many people who were as strong as steel. But running outside, Su Wenfang always had fear in his heart. The only weapon against fear is rational analysis, when the situation outside the Great and Small Liang Mountains began to shrink and the situation became chaotic, Su Wenfang was also afraid of what he would experience. But the results of rational analysis told him that Lu Qiaoshan could see the situation clearly, whether it was war or peace, and the safety of his party was also in the greatest interest to him. And in today's southwest, the military actually has a huge right to speak.

It's just that things are still going in an uncontrollable direction after all.

Since he was arrested and put in prison, the torturer asked him to tell him the list of members of the Huaxia Army who were still outside the mountain at this time, he was naturally reluctant to say it, and the ensuing torture was unbearable every second, Su Wenfang thought about the companions who died in front of him, and thought in his heart, "Hold on, hold on", and in less than half an hour, he began to beg for mercy.

Begging for mercy can give you a certain amount of respite, but no matter what you say, as long as you are unwilling to confess, the torture will always continue. At first, Su Wenfang imagined that the members of the Huaxia Army lurking in Zizhou would come to rescue him, but such a hope did not come true, Su Wenfang's thoughts shook between confessing and not being able to confess, crying and begging for mercy most of the time, and occasionally threatening the other party. The injuries on his body were too painful, and then he was sprinkled with salt water, he was pressed into the bucket again and again, suffocated and fainted, and more than two hours passed, Su Wen begged for mercy and confessed.

The words of the confession came to his lips, but he could not say it.

Over the years, the figures on the battlefield, the Black Flag soldiers who died in the fight with the Jurchens, the infiltrating shouts of the wounded barracks, the severed limbs and legs, and the disabled veterans who did not die after the fighting...... These things shook in front of his eyes, and he couldn't understand why these people had gone through so much pain and shouted that they were willing to go to war. But these things made it impossible for him to confess.

He sat at the table and shivered for a while, then began to cry again, looked up and cried, "I can't say ......"

Then, of course, there was even more vicious torture.

Every moment he felt like he was going to die. The next moment, more pain continued, his mind had already buzzed into a bloody light, crying mixed with cursing and begging for mercy, sometimes he would be moved by the other party while crying: "We fought the Jurchens in the north, and in the northwest for three years, do you know how many people died and how they died...... When sticking to Xiaocang River, how was the battle fought, and when there was little food, some people starved to death...... Retreat, someone didn't retreat...... Ah, we're doing good......"

"Please...... Don't hit ......"

"Please......"

This weak voice gradually developed to: "I said ......"

And then it became: "I can't say ......"

This cycle repeatedly, the torturers changed several times, and then they also got tired. Su Wenfang didn't know how he persevered, but those tragic things reminded him that he couldn't speak. He knew that he was not a hero, and before long, a certain self who couldn't hold on might have to confess, but before that...... Hold on...... It's been so long, and I'll do it again......

Maybe someone to rescue will come?

At some point, he was thrown back into his cell. When the injuries on his body took a breather, he curled up somewhere, and then began to cry silently, complaining in his heart, why didn't the person who saved him come, and he couldn't hold on if he didn't come again...... At some point, someone suddenly opened the cell door.

Su Wenfang was already extremely tired, but he suddenly woke up, and his body began to curl up in the corner of the cell, but two dukes came over and dragged him out.

Su Wenfang struggled, and soon after, he was half-dragged back to the torture room. His body was relieved slightly, and at this time, when he saw the torture instruments, he became more and more frightened, and the torturer came over, asked him to sit down on the table, and put paper and pen: "I've been thinking about it for so long, brother, just give me a face, just write a name...... Write an unimportant one. ”

Su Wenfang trembled all over, and the man's hand pressed on his shoulder, touching the wound, and the pain surged again. Su Wenyi cried again: "I can't say, my sister will kill me, and my brother-in-law will not let me go......"

"They don't know."

"They know...... Hehe, you don't understand at all, there are people around you ......"

“…… Who is it? ”

"I don't know, they'll know, I can't say, I can't say, you don't see, how those people died...... In order to fight the Jurchens, the Wu Dynasty couldn't fight the Jurchens, they died in order to resist the Jurchens, why, why did you do this......"

When he said this, the torturer slapped him to the ground and shouted, "Tie up—"

A few people next to him tied Su Wenfang to the shelf, and the torturer came over: "You don't want to say, your tongue is useless, but you only have one, I gave you face." Let you write you don't want to write, there are ten fingers, let's play slowly! ”

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, don't ...... like this," Su Wenfang struggled and shouted loudly, the other party had already grabbed one of his fingers, and leaned over with an iron needle in his other hand.

"Say it or not—"

"We strike gold! We've had a lot of deaths! I can't say! ”

"Give me a name—"

"My brother-in-law will kill you! Kill your whole family, kill your whole family, you let me go, I can't say, I can't say-"

The frenzied scream, foaming at the mouth, continued for a moment, and then, with the iron needle inserted, a hoarse scream came from the torture room......

What followed was a scene from hell.

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In the Great and Small Liang Mountains, the encirclement and suppression of the Mangshan Ni people has begun substantively.

The autumn harvest is still underway, and the troops of the Huaxia Army in Jishan have been mobilized, but they have not yet been officially allocated. In the dreary autumn, Ning Yi returned to Hedeng and waited for negotiations with the outside of the mountain.

On the surface, Lu Qiaoshan's attitude towards war or peace is not clear, he respects Ning Yi on the surface, and is willing to have a face-to-face negotiation with Ning Yi, but the details of the negotiation are a little ridiculous, but this time the envoy of the Huaxia army who went out of the mountain got Ning Yi's order, and under the tough attitude, Lu Qiaoshan finally made concessions.

The date of the negotiations was postponed by two days because of the preparatory work, and the location was set at a valley on the outskirts of Xiaoliang Mountain, Ning Yi took 3,000 people out of the mountain, and Luqiao Mountain also brought 3,000 people over.

On this day, it was already July 21 of the ninth year of the founding of the Wu Dynasty, and in the morning, the autumn wind became a little cool, blowing through the grass outside Xiaoliang Mountain, Ning Yi and Lu Qiaoshan met in a dilapidated pergola on the grass, and there were 3,000 troops in the distance behind. After greeting each other, Ning Yi saw Su Wenfang brought over by Lu Qiaoshan, he was wearing a neat-looking robe, his face was patched, his fingers between the sleeves of the robe were also bandaged, and his steps looked vain. In this negotiation, Su Tan'er also followed, and when she saw her younger brother's demeanor, her eyes turned slightly red, Ning Yi walked over and gently hugged Su Wenfang.

Su Wenfang's face showed a slightly painful look, and his weak voice seemed to come out of the depths of his throat with difficulty: "Brother-in-law...... I didn't say ......"

"Yes, take care of your injuries."

“…… It's those who are reading who are doing it, and they want to force Luqiaoshan to go to war......"

"Okay."

Su Wenfang finished speaking in a low voice and with difficulty, and then separated from Ning Yi and walked towards Su Tan'er.

Ning Yi faced Lu Qiaoshan, Lu Qiaoshan arched his hand, and smiled kindly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it is definitely not what Lu meant, Mr. Ning, misunderstanding." ”

Ning Yi nodded, made a gesture to sit down, and glanced behind him, before he said, "After all, it's my brother-in-law, and Lord Lao Lu has bothered to do so." ”

"Hey, it should be, it's all the fault caused by those rotten Confucians, and Mr. Ning must be angry if he is not enough to conspire."

Ning Yi nodded and smiled, neither of them sat down, Lu Qiaoshan just gave his hand, Ning Yi thought for a while: "That's my lady over there, Su Tan'er." ”

"The name of my brother and sister is talented and virtuous, and I have admired it for a long time."

Ning Yi didn't answer, and continued in Fang Cai's tone: "My wife was originally born in a merchant family, Jiangning City, the third ranked cloth merchant, when I became rich, it was the accumulation of several generations, but it came to a very critical time. No one in the third generation of the family has become successful, and grandpa Su Yu finally decided to let my wife Tan'er take charge of the house, and these people from Wenfang followed her to do some mundane chores and do some chores. ”

Lu Qiaoshan nodded.

"Of course, later, for various reasons, we didn't go down this path. The old man passed away a few years ago, and he didn't have much of the world in his heart, and he always thought about the family around him. When he left, he was very peaceful, because although he rebelled later, the Su family still had a child. More than ten years ago, the young man walked the chicken and dog, and the posture of a middle-aged man, maybe he was a gentleman who was used to squandering all his life, and his vision could not go out of Jiangning City in his life. But the fact is that to this day, General Lu, you see, my brother-in-law is a real man who stands up to the sky, even if he looks at the whole world and compares it with anyone, there is nothing he can't stand. ”

Ning Yi looked at Lu Qiaoshan, and Lu Qiaoshan was silent for a moment: "That's right, when I received your message from Mr. Ning and made up my mind to save him, he had already been beaten to the point of being out of shape." But he didn't say anything. ”

Ning Yi raised his head to look at the sky, and then nodded slightly: "General Lu, in the past ten years, the Huaxia army has experienced a very difficult situation, in the northwest, in Xiaocanghe, besieged by a million army, against the Jurchen elite, they have not really been defeated. Many people died, and many people lived to become real men who stood up to the sky. In the future, they will still fight against the Jurchens, there are still countless battles to fight, and countless people will die, but they will die as they deserve...... General Lu, the Jurchens have already gone south, I beg you, this time give them a way to live, give your own people a way to live, and let them die in a place that is more worthy of death......"

When the mountain wind blew, it rolled up the thatch on the pergola. Ning Yi looked at Lu Qiaoshan and begged for it.

“…… Good no good? ”