Bian Tong wanted to die, he made up his mind several times, and even untied his belt to the beam of the prison door, which was already around his neck, and when the last breath was about to be squeezed out, he stood up again. It was a terrifying feeling, and Bian Tong thought he couldn't stand it. He wanted to cut his neck with a broken porcelain bowl again, and he grinned in pain when he just cut a small opening.

There was no concept of time in the cell, and the rest of the time was dark except for a few rays of light from the small skylight overhead. Listening to the frantic screams of those guys next door, Bian Tong was trembling all over. It should have been half a month since he came in, there was no interrogation and no one came to see him, he was alone in prison, and he didn't want to talk to anyone.

The jailer stuffed a bowl of something he didn't know what to make and turned around and left, Bian Tong immediately crawled over and shouted at the jailer: "Brother, wait a minute, please ......"

Bian Tong didn't know how many times he had said this, and even if he boasted about how much benefit he had, the jailer would not have looked at him, because he lived in a cell number, and the people in this row of cells never walked out, and the minimum punishment was never to think about leaving.

The torches in the passage were dim, and they had burned to the end, and the flames were even smaller. Pick up the bowl of rice and send it to your mouth mechanically, it's not delicious, but in order to survive, there is nothing else to eat except it. There are two cells in the Tingwei Mansion, one is for ordinary prisoners, and the other is for prisoners like him who angered the emperor, and no one dares to release people without the emperor's order to get out of this cell, even Tingwei has no right.

Since coming in, Bian Tong had thought about the whole thing from beginning to end several times, and the conclusions he came to made him even more frustrated, the abandonment and exploitation of his allies, and even the lies of the Celestial Master all appeared in his mind. I also hate myself for not thinking about it a few times, for so many years, I have always been inferior to Zhu Maichen, why is he going to prison now, and that guy is free outside.

Bian Tong has been shouting for a long time, telling everyone he has seen the name Zhu Maichen, but unfortunately he has not seen that guy being escorted in until now. The porcelain bowl was smashed to the ground, and the bowl was broken into seven or eight petals, and the things inside were still in the shape of a bowl, and even the bamboo chopsticks inserted in it did not fall.

Anger at Biantong will only attract the jailer. A guy with a beard was opening the door with a stick in his hand, and he scolded this ugly thing in the middle: "Damn, the beast dropped the bowl again, and Grandpa was serving delicious food and drink, and he even dropped the bowl!" ”

A stick hit Bian Tong's head, and Bian Tong was going to meet the sides of the deadliest head, but after thinking about it, he gave up. It hurts too much to hit the body with a stick, and if it hits the temple, it will hurt to death. Blood flowed down his cheeks, and Bian Tong immediately curled up in a ball, his arms covering his head, allowing the stout stick to rattle on his back.

kicked Bian Tong over, and the jailer gasped: "If you don't eat your mouth, you will return it to Grandpa, and you will have the ability to try it without eating for three days?" ”

The cell door opened and closed, and the iron chain that locked the cell door made a metallic sound, and Bian Tong lay on the ground for a long time without getting up. He felt that his back was about to break, and he reached out and groped for a long time before he turned over and sat up. The food that was protected was in front of him, and since the jailer said that he would not eat for three days, then he must have not eaten for three days, so the pile in front of him could not be wasted.

The light on the skylight was gone, and Bian Tong lay down on the wall and shrunk into a ball, trying to wrap his clothes as tightly as possible, so as not to freeze to death at night. Before he came in, who would have thought that the weather would be so cold in July, and when he was outside, he wanted to strip himself naked, but now he can't.

A sound of footsteps came from the other end of the passage, stopping in front of the cell on the side. Bian Tong didn't care at all, he still lay on the ground facing the wall and pretended to be a dead pig, people often came in the prison, no one ever looked at him, so he naturally didn't need to get up.

A pair of feet kicked the cell door: "Get up, get up, someone will come to see you." ”

Bian Tong didn't move, and the jailer was about to take out the key and go in to clean up the people. Su Ren stretched out his hand to stop him and waved his hand to signal that he could go, and the jailer hurriedly bent down and saluted and took three steps back before turning to leave. The cell was silent, except for the crackling of torches on the walls.

Su Ren put the food box in his hand on the ground: "Don't you want to see me?" Or are you embarrassed to see me? After a pause, Bian Tong didn't say anything, Su Ren continued: "I'll send you something to eat, it's definitely uncomfortable here, I didn't plan to come in when I stood at the door, it was too smelly, and I don't know how you stayed here for half a month, oh, even if you don't want to stay." ”

"Don't you want to talk to me about something?" Su Ren asked again, but Bian Tong was still silent: "It's faceless, right?" Well, how about I give you a promise and answer a question to spare your family's life? ”

"You're ......!" Bian Tong suddenly turned over, pounced like a hungry wolf, grabbed the railing with both hands, and was about to stretch out his hand to grab Su Ren, but somehow his hand had already left the cell and took it back again.

Su Ren smiled: "It turns out that you can speak!" I thought you were dumb! There are eleven people in your family, and there are nine clans, so there are so many of them, I guess you have to say everything I want to know, because killing people starts with the person closest to you, even if you are a wife, your two children should be the closest, what do you say? ”

Bian Tong cried, lying on the ground and crying like a child. Su Ren stood outside the cell and waited quietly for Bian Tong to finish crying, put the wine and food in the food box in front of Bian Tong the same, and sighed: "On the way back, I saw a white-bearded old man, he said that his name was Shao Weng, and he told me about you, according to my understanding, he has given up on you, on the condition that I don't touch Zhu Maichen and the dynasty, and I agreed." ”

Bian Tong put away his tears and smiled dismally: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"Very good, such an attitude is very good, as long as you answer my question well, you will definitely have to kill your family, I will not move, this is my promise to you." After Su Ren finished saying these words, he poured wine into the wine glass: "The first question, who is Shao Weng?" ”

Bian Tong picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "Shao Weng, no one knows what his name is, I was still young when the Seven Kings Rebellion, I met this person in the Wu Palace, I felt that this person had immortal arts, I planned to cultivate immortals with this person, this time I followed him for three years, the dynasty and Zhu Maichen also followed him later, this person was a guest in the palace of the kings, but he did not teach us any immortal arts, nor did he recommend us to the kings, and then let the three of us come to Chang'an to worship under Zhuang Qingzhai, that's it!" This person sent a message for everything we do, and I don't know why. ”

Su Ren nodded: "You haven't known what he's doing since you've been with him for three years?" ”

Bian Tong shook his head: "I don't know, we are just his outer disciples, and he didn't tell many things, but according to my observation, there is a huge force behind this person, because ......"

"Because of what?"

"Because he knows a lot of things, but they are all secrets of the court and the kings, presumably he has eyeliner around the kings and princes and ministers."

"So powerful?" Su Ren smiled: "Very good, the second question, as far as you know, in Chang'an City, besides the three of you, who else do you know?" ”

Bian Tong shook his head. Su Ren smiled: "Then how can they contact you?" ”

"I don't need to contact him, when something happens, someone will put bamboo slips in my house in advance, and I don't know who put them."

Su Ren looked at Bian Tong, who was eating fiercely: "You guys are really ......, so you have been used by others, you have to do it well, right?" ”

"Hehehe." Bian Tong glanced at Su Ren and then looked at himself: "This is my benefit." ”

Su Ren was a little speechless, in the face of such a fool, he had no interest in asking again. Bian Tong is an outcast thrown by others, and because this guy doesn't know anything, that Shao Weng didn't hesitate when he abandoned him. After glancing at the delicious Biantong, Su Ren turned around and left. When the figure had just entered the darkness, he heard Bian Tong shouting from behind: "Remember what you promised me!" If you want to know that Zhu Maichen is a good target! ”

The jailer was waiting outside the door, waiting for Su Ren to come out to give Su Ren a salute, Su Ren glanced at the jailer, the jailer smiled slightly, Su Ren nodded and walked out. Before he came, the jailer in the prison had already received an order, and Su Ren spent a thousand dollars for this. This kind of thing doesn't need to be discussed with the emperor, no matter what, the final result of Biantong is death, and it doesn't matter how he dies.

Out of the door of the cell, Ting Wei Zhai Gong stood outside with his hands behind his back, the old man's face was not good, he knew what Su Ren was doing. Although Zhai Gong and Su Ren didn't have much contact, there were not many opportunities to meet. But Su Ren's murderous name Zhai Gong still heard a little, he would not believe that Su Ren came to the cell just to see, although it was said that Bian Tong would definitely die, it had to be ordered by his court lieutenant or the emperor, and it was illegal to deal with prisoners privately.

Su Ren saluted Zhai Gong, and Zhai Gong snorted coldly. In terms of official rank, Su Ren is now a general, although he will not be too much than Tingwei. If you talk about age, Zhai Gong's age is enough to be Su Ren's grandfather, so Su Ren is a junior courtesy, and he is not judged from the official position.

"Isn't General Su afraid of the laws of the Han Dynasty?"

Su Ren smiled: "Where did Tingwei's words come from, the kid thinks that he has not committed a crime, why should he worry about the law of the Han Dynasty?" ”

"Humph! You and the old man know what General Su has done, so why pretend? ”

Su Ren said: "According to the law of the Han Dynasty, what kind of crime should Bian Tong be? ”

"Frame the minister, be disrespectful to Your Majesty, cut it in half according to the law of the Han Dynasty, and wipe out the three clans!"

Su Ren pouted: "Calculate it this way, because Bian Tong is alone, at least a hundred or ten people will die!" How about the old gentleman listen to me? ”

"Humph! What else can you say? ”

Su Ren said: "It's not an exaggeration to die for Bian Tong's crime, but what is the innocence of his old mother, wife and children in his family? Of course, I'm not pioneering for them, let alone pitiful, just because he is a big Han person, there will be one less death, so I think it's better for Bian Tong to die in prison, after the death of a person, all the guilt will disappear, at least it won't affect others, Tingwei thinks what I said makes sense? ”

Zhai Gong was a little stunned, he understood what Su Ren said, but he couldn't understand that Su Ren privately dealt with prisoners who violated the law but saved people, and he was upright according to the laws of the Han Dynasty, but he became the executioner who killed more than 100 old and young people. Looking at the lonely figure of the old man, Su Ren saluted Gong Zhai with a smile and left the Tingwei Mansion. As for whether Bian Tong hanged or touched to death, he didn't care.