"It's nothing, something has happened, and this king has already dealt with it." Although Fucha said it lightly, Yiguang still found a hint of gloom in his eyes.

After her husband left, she asked Arnold to inquire about what happened seven days ago, Arnold was gone for most of the day, and he didn't come back until evening, and said mysteriously: "The slave asked the guards on duty a few days ago, and I heard him say that the king caught a spy who sneaked into the Guanwa Palace." ”

"Spies?" Yiguang said in surprise: "Why haven't I heard of it at all?" ”

"The king has suppressed this matter, and let no one make a noise; If it weren't for the fact that the guard knew the slave and maid a little, and liked to drink a few sips of wine, he wouldn't have said it. ”

"Do you know who that man is?"

"I don't know, but it's ......" Speaking of this, Arnold's expression tightened, and he whispered in Yiguang's ear: "That person came in through a secret passage, this pavilion was built by Mr. Wenzhong, and it just so happened that he disappeared again, you say...... The king caught it, could it be Mr. Wenzhong? ”

Yiguang said with a solemn face: "Is it possible, do you know where you are being held?" ”

Arnold nodded: "Locked in a dungeon not far from here, but there are people there who guard day and night, and no one can enter without the permission of the king." ”

"Got it, you try to tell Mr. Fan about this, tell him to be careful, and try to find out what's going on in the dungeon."

Arnold replied and said worriedly: "If it is really Mr. Wen, will he confess our affairs, the slave maid has heard that the dagger in charge of interrogation is notoriously ruthless." ”

Yiguang looked at the dim sky outside the window, and said with a complicated gaze: "I hope not." ”

The winter night was particularly long, and in the dark dungeon, there was a creepy scream, and a man sat leisurely in a chair peeling a golden orange, and opposite him was a man with his feet tied to a stake, and the screams were made by him.

The slender iron nails became the most terrible torture instruments in the hands of the guards, piercing into the fingers of the literary species little by little, as the so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, this pain is very bearable.

Throwing the orange peel into the brazier, a fresh scent that was incompatible with the dungeon rose, he peeled a petal of orange and put it in his mouth, and said, "Well, yes, very sweet." ”

He walked up to Wen Chong, waved his hand to signal the guards to retreat, and raised the mouth-watering golden orange in his hand and said, "Do you want a petal?" ”

Wen Chong stared at him without saying a word, and the next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit in the face of the dagger, who reacted quickly and raised the orange to block Wen Chong's spit.

Tu Dagger looked at the saliva mixed with blood on the orange, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I haven't eaten such a sweet orange for a long time." ”

Wen Chong said hatefully: "If you want to kill, kill it, don't waste your efforts here!" ”

"It's a bit of a backbone." Tu Dagger smiled slightly, not angry at all, and after throwing the orange into the brazier, he clapped his hands and said, "Don't worry, if you don't tell the truth for a day, I won't let you die for a day." ”

Tu Dagger said slowly: "You used to be an official in Yue Country, you should be a spy in Yue Country, as for the same party, let me guess ......" He pulled out the iron nails nailed between Wen Chong's fingers one by one, and suddenly said: "Zheng Meiren?" ”

Wen Chong was sweating in pain, and when he heard this familiar name, he subconsciously said, "How do you know?" ”

Tu Dagger said with a smile: "It seems that I guessed correctly." ”

Wen Chong realized that he was careless under the severe pain, and immediately closed his mouth, no matter how much Tu Dagger tried to ask, he didn't confide a word anymore, but since the husband could let Tu Dagger interrogate him, how could he be dismissed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I'll guess again, you did everything possible to send Zheng Dan into the palace, you must want to be a beauty, but I have one thing different, the queen is obviously a hundred times more beautiful than Zheng Dan, and she is the real life-saving benefactor of the king, why do you deliberately pretend to be ugly and act as a maid? It really doesn't make sense. He frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "Unless...... Something happened at that time, so that the queen could not arrive in time, so she could only let Zheng Dan take the top. ”

Wen Chong was shocked by him, this picture dagger is too shrewd, just based on the word "Zheng Dan", so many things have been speculated; If he says more, I'm afraid all the secrets will be revealed by him.

Tu Dagger had been paying attention to Wen Chong's expression, and when he saw that he was panicked, he knew that he had guessed eight or nine times, and asked: "In this way, the queen is also a spy of the Yue Kingdom?" ”

Wen Chong stared at him without saying a word, and after a while, he suddenly said, "You really want to know?" ”

"If you are willing to say, it is the best of you, and you will save so much of the suffering."

Wen Chong sneered: "If you want to know, you can ask the queen yourself, but I don't know if King Wu will pick your skin and pull your tendons when he finds out that you suspect his beloved queen?" ”

Tu Dagger's face turned cold, pinched Wen Chong's cheek, gritted his teeth and said: "When death is on the verge of returning the sharp teeth and mouth, it seems that the suffering of this flesh and skin is not enough." Come on, continue the execution! ”

The cruel punishment constantly challenged the limits of what people could bear, Wen Chong fainted again and again, and woke up again and again with cold water, and he was already completely skinless in the back, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to confide a word.

Wen Chong wanted to die, but the dagger did everything possible not to let him die, every time he found that he couldn't bear it, he would stop the execution, and then let people boil a big bowl of ginseng soup and forcibly pour it down, so that he always hung his breath, and he really couldn't survive, couldn't die.

At the same time as letting the figure dagger interrogate the language, the husband is also sending people to investigate the details of the language, and even found the craftsmen who built the Guanwa Palace back then, counting, found that there were more than 100 people missing, and after several investigations, it was found that these people were Wu people on the surface, but in fact, they were all forged, and they all had a special connection with the language, and several of them were found to be Yue people.

At this point, the identity of Wen Chong as a spy in Yue Guo has been completely confirmed, and his experience in Yue Guo has also been dug up, and it has been dug up together, as well as the child skin that has been lingering like a ghost!

Don't...... Is Fan Li really Yue Guozipi?

Looking at the bamboo slip in his hand, Fucha fell into contemplation, Wang Shen didn't dare to disturb, stood aside with bated breath, I don't know how long it took, Fucha suddenly said: "Chuan Bo Yao came to see this king." ”

"Yes." Wang Shen bowed and retreated, and within an hour, he walked in with Bo Yao, who had the same flattering smile on his face as always, "See the king, the king is prosperous for thousands of years, like the sky!" ”

The husband ignored his flattery and asked directly, "What is your relationship with the genre?" ”

Bo Yao didn't know about Wen Chong's arrest, and when he heard Fucha suddenly ask about a businessman, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "Why did the king ask about this?" ”

"You just have to answer."

Seeing that her husband's face was unhappy, Bo Yao didn't dare to ask more, and said cautiously: "The tea and rouge used in the minister's mansion are all supplied by him, and he has some business dealings. ”

"Contacts?" Fucha sneered: "I'm afraid he gave it to you for free, right?" ”

Bo Yao smiled and didn't dare to answer, and then the husband said again: "Do you know where the drawing of the Pavilion Doll Palace in Gongzishan's hand came from?" ”

Bo Yao thought about it carefully and said, "The minister once overheard the second son mention it, it seems that it was given to him by the literature. ”

"Sure enough, it's him!" Fu Cha pounded the table with hatred, his face was terrifyingly blue, Bo Yao originally wanted to praise Wen by the way, but when he saw Fu Cha's look as if he was about to devour people, he quickly swallowed the words on his lips.

Fucha suppressed the anger in his heart, and stared coldly at the anxious Bo Yao, "What did he say to you?" ”

"The minister and him are only general friends, and they don't have much contact, and they can only talk a handful." Bo Ya tried to dissociate himself from the genre.

"Really?" Fucha sneered, obviously not believing Bo Ya's words.

"It's true, even if the minister has the courage to deceive the king." Bo Ya denied it again and again, and almost swore to the sky, and then said: "But the minister knows that he has a deep relationship with the second son, and often drinks and talks together, calling him a brother and a brother." ”

"King, what's wrong with this genre?" Bo Yao still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked.

"He is a spy of the Yue Kingdom, entrenched in Gusu as a businessman, waiting for an opportunity to stir up trouble." Fu Cha squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, if Wen Chong stood in front of him at this moment, he was afraid that he would swing his sword down.

Bo Yao was shocked and exclaimed, "He...... He turned out to be a spy? ”

Bo Ya's mind quickly flashed through the moment when he had just returned from the triumphant return of the Yue Kingdom, and the literary rhetoric encouraged him to save the life of Goujian, the king of Yue; Fortunately, the king didn't know about this, otherwise he would have been furious, and it would have been possible to pick his own skin alive.

Thinking of this, Bo Yao was afraid for a while, quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said: "This kind of literature is really bold, so the minister will go and arrest him." ”

"No need, he is already in the hands of this king." Fucha said coldly, and said with cold eyes: "This king wants to know how many other comrades he has." ”

Bo Ya's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said: "Wen Chong and Fan Li are very close, like brothers, Wen Chong is a spy of the Yue Kingdom, this Fan Li must not be able to escape the involvement, he must be that Zipi, I don't know how to escape from the Yue Palace, change his name and surname to the capital." ”

The husband said expressionlessly: "You are always thinking about Fan Li, why, you can't tolerate him like this?" ”

Bo Yao hurriedly shouted injustice, "The minister has no opinion on Fan Li, the minister is afraid that the king will be deceived by the villain and ruin the great cause of the Spring and Autumn Period!" ”

"Enough!" The husband was upset by him, and after pacing back and forth a few times, he said in a dark voice: "Spread the news of Wenchong's arrest, this king wants to see if this Fan Li is a spy!" ”

"Yes." Bo Yao hurriedly agreed, under his arrangement, within a day's effort, the people of the entire Gusu City knew that the most famous merchant in the city was a spy of the Yue Kingdom, and he was arrested by King Wu, and he would be beheaded in a few days.

Fucha wanted to use this incident to test Fan Li, but he didn't know that the latter had already learned the news of Wen Chong's arrest from Yiguang's mouth, and he had been thinking hard about how to save him for the past few days.

Although he and Wen Chong turned their faces because of political disagreements, they were both Yue ministers after all, and they were all for the revival of Yue Guo; Now that there are difficulties in literature, how can he sit idly by; Besides, if Wen can't survive the torture and tell them about it, everyone will be in danger, including Yiguang!

It's just that the dungeon is heavily guarded, and it is not easy to rescue Wen Chong, and if it is not good, it will put the rescued people into it, so it has not taken action for a long time.

Moreover, this time, the husband deliberately released the news, obviously wanting to quote the same party as the genre, so he couldn't act rashly.

On this day, when he came back from the previous court, Dongyun was already waiting in the mansion, and when he saw him entering, he stepped forward and whispered: "It's almost through." ”

Fan Li's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Have you been discovered?" ”

"Sir, rest assured, we have been acting very carefully, and no one has noticed."

"Okay." Fan Li walked into the house and said in a deep voice: "King Wu will go out of the palace tomorrow to worship his ancestors, and a large number of guards will accompany him to leave the palace. ”

Dong Yun bowed his head and said, "What about Mr.?" ”

"As Zaisuke, of course I have to go with me." Hearing this, Dong Yun said worriedly: "Mr. had a close relationship with Wen Chong before, and King Wu knew that Wen Chong was robbed, so he would definitely suspect Mr., how can this be good?" ”

Fan Li smiled, "I have my own way, you don't have to worry." As he spoke, he told again: "Remember, after rescuing the Wenchong, go back to Yue Country immediately, and don't stay." ”

"Got it." Although Dongyun is still not at ease, she will never go against Fan Li's wishes, and all her care and affection can only be combined into one sentence, "Then Mr. Be careful." ”

On the morning of the second day, the golden sun shone brightly from the sky, indicating that it would be a fine day.

Fucha led hundreds of officials out of the city to worship their ancestors, as Fan Li expected, there were many fewer guards in Beijing than usual.

Dongyun and the others stood in the middle of a mountainside located at the back of the dungeon, and as soon as they got the news that their husband was out of the city, they immediately pushed aside an inconspicuous pile of weeds, revealing a swarthy hole, and walked in one by one with torches.

The dungeon is heavily guarded, even if the husband goes out of the city, the guards of the dungeon will not be reduced, and if they want to attack from the front, their men have almost no chance of winning, and the only way is to go underground, surprise.

Now that he had walked a pillar of incense, he had just come to the end, Dong Yun nodded at a short man behind him, who immediately stepped forward and took out the shovel and began to dig the soil, I don't know how he got it, the soil layer quickly became less, and after a while, it dug to the end, shining in a trace of turbid light.

Dongyun knew the danger of this mission, so he was extremely cautious, and waited for a while to make sure that there was no sound outside, and then removed the outermost layer of soil and walked out cautiously.

The cells were built underground, and no matter how bright and bright the ground was, it could not be illuminated here, only by a few dim oil lamps on both sides.

Wen Chong, who was covered in blood, was hung on a wooden stake, his head hung low, motionless, thinking that he had fainted, and there was no one else in the cell except Wen Chong, thinking that he could not escape, so he went outside to breathe.

Dongyun looked around vigilantly as he walked towards Wen Chong, lest a figure emerge from nowhere, but fortunately nothing like this happened, and he came to Wen Chong's side smoothly and untied the rope for him.

As soon as Wen Chong lost his support, he fell to the ground softly, and several people in the same company helped him up, and after a few low calls, Wen Chong gradually woke up, and saw Dongyun and others both surprised and happy, and said excitedly: "You guys...... How did you end up here? ”

"Mr. Fan, let us save you." After Dongyun said briefly, he said, "This is not the place to speak, let's talk about it when we leave." ”

Wen Chong nodded, with the help of others, tried to support himself, and walked towards the tunnel, just when they walked to the entrance of the tunnel, the iron door that had been closed suddenly opened, and a bunch of people rushed in Hulala, led by Bo Yao, followed by Fanlou with an indifferent expression.

Seeing Dong Yun and the others who were surrounded by a group, Bo Yao laughed proudly, "Hahaha, sure enough, the king is really like a god!" ”

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