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For God to perish a man, he must first make him mad.

The Grand Duke Shuysky left the Kremlin in a state of despair, got into a carriage and told the coachman to get out of here quickly. They had never seen such a gaffe image of Grand Duke Shuisky, and even if he had been suppressed by the regent Yelena before, Shuisky had never been so uneasy.

It was as if the person who played chess with him tonight was not the young Tsar, but the Varisi III, the temperamental and cruel emperor who had served him carefully.

Tiger fathers have no dog sons.

The ominous premonition in Shuisky's heart grew stronger and stronger, and the young man with a gloomy expression on the chessboard was no longer the child who could be tricked by the seven princes. He silently laid out the means to solve the hidden dangers around him, far better than his father.

When he returned home, Andrei Shuisky was so exhausted that he didn't even want to think about the thrilling scene that had taken place during the day, but only the shadow of the axe-bearer engraved on the wall in his mind. If he had given the order at that time, what would have happened?

Shuisky did not dare to imagine.

Fear drives the brain to some dangerous thoughts, and the young Ivan IV, who has gradually lost control, sets his sights on Ivan IV's younger brother, the mentally handicapped Yuri Vasilinovich.

It's just that these thoughts are fleeting in my mind, and the change of emperor is not a joke, and the whole Shuysky family has fallen to the ground, and all the chess pieces planted around Ivan IV have been cleansed. He didn't have a chance to poison or cause an accident right now.

Grand Duke Shuisky, who was sitting on the bench, sighed, and Ivan IV's eyes were watching him, and his every move might reach the ears of the other.

Just as he closed his eyes and recuperated, Shuisky's second son, Dimitri Jr., ran into his room without any report.

The youngest son, who was only two years older than Ivan IV, was the most doting and conniving of Shuysky, so he did not care about the rudeness of the younger son.

Shuysky smiled, and he touched his son's head with a gentle expression. At this time, he was just a benevolent father, not a vicious advisor to the court.

Dimitri threw himself into Shuysky's arms and said to his father, "Father, Grand Duke Tuchkov is looking for you. ”

"Grand Duke Tuchkov?"

Hearing this name, Shuysky's previous sleepiness was all dispelled, replaced by a solemn expression. Although he hated this person from the bottom of his heart, he tried not to show any bad emotions when facing his son.

"He's asking to see him at this time?"

"Yes."

Dimitri blinked and said, "I heard that there is a gift for my father. ”

"Gifts?"

Sensing that something was wrong, Shuysky stood up with his face ready to meet the uninvited guest. Before stepping out of the room, he suddenly thought of something and said to his son, "By the way, Dimitri. There's nothing going on these days, you'd better stay at home for me and don't go out to make trouble with your fox friends. ”

"Why?"

Dimitri was clearly very unhappy with his father's request.

The distraught Grand Duke Shuisky did not want to explain too much, and rudely interrupted his son.

"There's no why, don't go out if you don't go out! Less nonsense! ”

Shuysky slammed the door, leaving Dimitri behind.

He is in a terrible mood now, and if it weren't for his excellent psychological quality, I am afraid that he would have died in the Kremlin on the spot.

Especially when he saw Tuchkov with a smile on his face, his heart chuckled.

The deposed prince is back in a much better position than his own as the dog of his young majesty.

"Shuysky, long time no see."

In the face of Tyukov's false greetings, a smile appeared in front of Shuysky.

"It's really been a long time, how long has it been? Half a year after Yelena's death, I arrested Fyodor, the secretary of the Imperial Palace, and exiled you to the countryside. Kill your cousins and allies again. Do you know what is the one thing I regret the most? It just didn't kill you. ”

In the face of Shuisky's accusations, Tüchkov remained unmoved. He even reciprocated with a bland smile, as if the old hatred was not worth mentioning.

The more the other party had such an attitude, the more it scared Shuysky.

"His Majesty Ivan mentioned something to me today."

Tuchkov was not angry, he stood still and said calmly, "Your Majesty said that he remembered the arrogance of Grand Duke Shuisky very well, and he remembered a brawl that took place in the Duma very well. Andrei Shuisky and his followers swung their fists at Lord Vorontsov, slapped him, tore his clothes, dragged him outside the palace, and struck him on the back with sticks in an attempt to kill him. ”

"His Majesty has always remembered the scene at that time, and said that it had caused a great shadow on his young mind."

Shuisky's originally calm heart was once again uneasy, and Ivan IV mentioned it at this time, which gave him a sense of foreboding. If it weren't for the fact that the other side was not followed by the army, he would have had no doubt that Tuchkov rushed over to arrest him.

The prince could no longer guess what the young majesty was thinking. He is like a mystery in the hearts of every courtier.

"So His Majesty Ivan asked me to give this thing to you. He also said that the next time if Grand Duke Shuisky was to be executed, he should not act so rudely, because he did not like to see bloody scenes. This is his tailor-made torture instrument for Grand Duke Shuisky, I hope you will like it. ”

Tyuchkov stepped aside, and the cold Iron Maiden appeared in front of Shuisky. The statue of the Virgin Mary on the tin box is particularly permeable in the dim light.

"What is this ......?"

Shuisky had apparently never seen such a torture instrument.

And Tuchkov, according to the instructions of Ivan IV, slowly opened the iron door of the Iron Maiden for him.

The moment he opened the door, Schusky's heart tensed.

The blood stained the sharp spikes had turned into a puddle of dark red blood. Scattered pieces of minced meat hung everywhere. The smell of blood rushed towards Shuysky, and the image of the Virgin Mary seemed to become hideous. He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked at Tuchkov, who was standing next to him, with an uneasy expression.

Tuchkov shrugged and explained, "The last person to die inside was the servant who served His Majesty's life, Natasha. ”