Less than half a mile away, a village appeared in front of me. By this time it was already dark.

Fang Handle decided to lead the team to rest in the village for a night, and by the way, he would interrogate the captured man in black.

Seeing that some members of the imperial court had come to the village, the head of the village did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly summoned the villagers to prepare dinner for the visitors. After the meal, the head man placed Fang Shant and others to each house for the night.

Fang Shank and several intimate subordinates protect Naito Ruan, living in a courtyard with only two old people. Fang Handle settled Naito Ruan in the west room of the courtyard, and let three subordinates guard in front of the door all night.

After a lot of tossing and turning during the day, Naito Ruan was already physically and mentally exhausted, and as soon as he fell into bed, he fell asleep.

Fang Handle first came to the room where the old couple was, greeted the old couple, and told them not to be afraid if they heard any movement in the east room later, just sleep.

After comforting the two old men, Fang Handle came to the east wing.

In the room, two Dongchang officials had already tied the black-clothed captive to a chair in the room.

Seeing Fang Handle come in, the man in black coughed, calmly looked at Fang Handle who walked to his side and said, "Give me a good time." You don't have to bother, I'm not going to say anything. ”

"Don't worry, let's talk slowly, the night is very long." Square Handle pulled over a stool and sat down across from the man in black.

"What do you talk about?" The man in black is neither humble nor arrogant, looking at the square handle.

"First of all, what nationality are you? Tatar? Walla? Still is...... Jurchen? Among the three ethnic minorities mentioned, Fang Shan was more suspicious that the other party was a Jurchen, so when he said the word "Jurchen", Fang Bing suddenly raised his voice, and his eyes were like two sharp swords looking at each other.

"Hehehe. Don't look at me like that, I'm so scared. The man in black reacted indifferently to Fang Shan's angry gaze, and a disdainful expression appeared on his face.

"Good...... Okay, count on your hard mouth. Enraged by the other party's disdain, Fang Bing stood up, walked a few steps back and forth in the room, and then ordered one of his subordinates: "Let him taste the taste of the needle." ”

"Yes." When the subordinate heard the order, he immediately took out two thin metal needles from his body, walked up to the man in black, and said to the two accomplices who were in charge of controlling the man in black: "Break his fingers." ”

As the black-clad man's fingers were torn open, two thin hard metal needles slowly inserted into the middle fingernails of his hands.

"Ahh

The man in black screamed in pain.

"How? Is it comfortable? Fang Shank lowered his head and looked down at the other man.

"Kind of kill me with a knife. What kind of ability is it to get some needlework and thread used by girls? The man in black kept dripping blood from his hands, but he still wouldn't give in.

"Well, there's a kind! Then let you taste something that is not for. You see this long night is unbearable, or let's have some literary and artistic points. Press him to the ground, take off his shirt, and let him taste the taste of our Dongchang 'playing the pipa'. ”

The two servants untied the man in black from his chair, tied his hands behind his back, pressed him to the ground, and tore off his shirt, leaving him naked.

The "playing the pipa" mentioned by Fang Shante is one of the top ten tortures in Dongchang. During the execution, the prisoner is first pressed to the ground, his hands and feet are controlled, his shirt is removed, and his ribs are exposed, and then a sharp knife is used to "pluck" the person's ribs back and forth. The tortured person is often blurred with flesh and blood, unable to survive or die. Its viciousness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Under the command of Fang Shan, the three Dongchang soldiers began to "play the pipa" to the man in black. With a sharp short knife kept on the ribs of the man in black

Dialing back and forth, the man in black let out a scream like a pig.

After two rounds of "playing the pipa", the black-clothed man's ribs had been exposed, his whole body was sweating profusely, and the whole person had collapsed on the ground, dying.

"How well does this lute play? Is it comfortable? Fang Handle squatted down, and when he saw that the other party was still breathing, he asked coldly.

"You Central Plains dogs, clean up some inhuman tricks to torture people. Wait, sooner or later my lord will kill you! "The man in black still doesn't give in.

"My lord, don't let him taste the ...... of our East Factory anymore"

"Forget it, I think he can't hold it anymore. Leave him and take his time. ”

A fan wanted to propose a new punishment for the man in black, but was stopped by Fang Shan.

The performance of the man in black made Fang Handle very annoyed. If you can't figure out the identity of the other party, you can't take targeted preventive measures. But at the same time, Fang Handle had an inexplicable admiration for the man in black in front of him, in his opinion, the man in black was able to withstand the two tortures of Dongchang one after another, and he was a man.

"Tie him to a chair and take him with you tomorrow." Square handle command subordinates.

"Yes, sir." The three subordinates quickly tied up the man in black, and then, together with Fang Shan, lay down on the big kang in the house, and slept with his clothes.

The next day, when the Fang Handle and the others woke up, they found that the man in black had collapsed in his chair and was out of breath.

"Damn it. So not a top toss. A Dongchang officer tried the snort of the man in black, and after confirming that the other party was indeed dead, he opened his mouth and scolded.

"Later, let the villagers bury him." Fang Handle first glanced down at the dead man in black, and then walked out the door.

After breakfast, the group said goodbye to the villagers and set off to Qingyuan Mansion not far away.

After arriving at Qingyuan Mansion, he was warmly received by the Qingyuan Mansion Guard. Everyone stopped at Qingyuan Mansion for a while, replenished some supplies, and selected more than 100 war horses from the Qingyuan Mansion barracks. The group rode forward and continued on their way.

"This is really a 'spring breeze proud'." No longer has to walk on two legs, Shen Weijing, who is riding on a horse, suddenly feels much more relaxed. He looked at Michiko Kato, Ruan Naito, and Fang Shan, who were also riding on horses, and couldn't help but chant poetry.

"Lord Shen, I didn't expect to be able to chant poetry." Fang Shank was infected by Shen Weijing's emotions, and the tense nerves along the way relaxed a little.

When he first met Shen Weijing, Fang Shan, from the bottom of his heart, looked down on Shen Weijing, an upstart officialdome. After walking together all the way, Fang Bing found that Shen Weijing had a natural affinity, he seemed to be able to talk to anyone, any gags, nonsense, humor and funny, Shen Weijing could have fun. Fang Shan felt that the biggest advantage of getting along with someone like Shen Weijing was that he didn't feel tired.

Therefore, Fang Shan, who has always been serious and indifferent, slowly began to take the initiative to greet Shen Weijing, took the initiative to find some topics that the two of them could talk about, and said a few words to Shen Weijing.

Shen Weijing saw Fang Shank speak, and hurriedly said, "Where, where." How can I chant poetry? I'm just carrying cotton through the thorn fence forest - pulling and pulling, hooking and pulling. It can also be called asking Hanako to eat grapes - poor acid. Hehe. ”

"Hahaha. Lord Shen can not only recite poetry when he speaks, but also speak easily after this break. It's really just a spring and a snow, and a Riba people. Fang admired, admired. ”

"What kind of white snow and Ba people, I, Shen Weijing, am neither white nor stammering." Shen Weijing couldn't understand Fang Shan's words, and took them out of context.

"Lord Shen...... Hehe, humor, so humorous. Fang Handle couldn't figure out for a moment whether Shen Weijing really didn't understand his words

, or deliberately funny, I had to look at Shen Weijing and laugh dryly.

Go west for twenty miles out of Qingyuan Mansion and enter the old road of Menggui. At this time, Fang Shan's party was already walking on the post road.

The ancient post road, also known as the official road, is a national highway system invested by the central government and built according to unified national standards, similar to today's national highway, and its functions are mainly used by the central government and local governments for various government affairs, economy, military and other official document information transmission, material transportation, army transfer, army logistics supply and official business trips, transfer and inspection.

On the post road, there are post stations at certain intervals, which are a place for officials walking on the post road to eat, lodging, and change horses on the way.

The wide post road is best for war horses to gallop. The square handle and his party talked and laughed all the way, galloping on the flat post road, adding a beautiful scenery to the old post road of Menggui in the background of the long river of sunset.

"Brothers, do your best! Not far in front is the Longmen Station, where we can rest and rest tonight. Fang Shanyang spurred his horse, looked at a courtyard not far away and shouted to his subordinates.

"Driving, driving, driving, driving......" After a day of running around in Dongchang, when they saw the post station not far away, they suddenly came to the spirit, and they threw their horsewhips wildly, and they couldn't wait to rush to the post station immediately.

Longmen Post Station is backed by the Yellow River and adjacent to the Menggui Ancient Road in the south.

The soldiers in the post station had already discovered the large group of Dongchang soldiers who came on horseback, and they had already lined up in front of the post station to greet them under the leadership of the post chief.

"I don't know if all the adults are here, and if you miss the distance, I hope to forgive your sins!" When the post chief saw Fang Shank jumping off the horse, he hurried over to help.

"Tell your men to get some good fodder for the horses." Fang Handle shook off the post chief's outstretched hands, and strode towards the post station, while commanding the post chief.

"Yes, sir." The post chief failed to reach the square handle, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and when he heard the square handle's order, he hurriedly ordered his subordinates: "Go quickly, add the best fodder to feed the horses." ”

Because it is located in the old road of Menggui and close to the Yellow River, Longmen Post Station is a relatively remote post station, and the supply of materials is sometimes not very timely. In order to entertain some important officials who passed by, the post chief led his subordinates to overcome the difficulty of shortage of materials, and collected a lot of carp from the Yellow River and raised them in the fish pond in the post station for emergencies.

With the arrival of Fang Shant and others, dozens of golden Yellow River carp stored in the post fish pond came in handy. The chef in the post station did his best to prepare a sumptuous carp feast for everyone.

Nearly 200 Dongchang soldiers have long been hungry. As soon as the food was served on the table, they picked up their chopsticks and feasted on them.

On the table where the square handle was, in addition to the square handle, there were also Shen Weijing, Naito Ruan, and Kato Michiko. The stationmaster personally accompanies him.

"Has there been any suspicious behavior in or around this station lately?" During the meal, Fang Shank still did not forget his duty. He asked the postmaster as he ate.

"Rest assured, my lord, everything is normal. There's nothing going on. The postmaster replied.

"That's good. Is the wall around your inn strong? ”

"Although this post station is a little old, the surrounding walls are all made of bluestone. The wall is nearly two feet high and more than two feet wide, so it should be said that it is very strong. The wooden doors with pig iron edging are also exceptionally strong. ”

"Hmm. Not bad. Later, tell your men to be on guard tonight. Even if a wolf approaches the station, it will wake me up immediately. Do you understand? ”

"I understand below."

The post chief looked at Fang Shan's serious face, and suddenly felt the seriousness of the situation: "Could it be that someone dares to attack the Longmen Post Station at night tonight?" ”