Chapter 80: Reunion
The progress went surprisingly smoothly, and Hao Fenglou finally became idle, although there were many rumors in the outside world, and many of the focus of discussions were focused on Hao Fenglou, a small and inconspicuous household. But for Hao Fenglou, all this seems to be dispensable.
The weather is getting a little cooler, and after a heavy rain, the summer heat is gradually dissipating. On this day, Hao Fenglou met an old acquaintance - Ling Xue.
Ling Xue looked a little thin, although she was wearing a men's shirt, she still didn't hide her posture, pursed her lips lightly, Ling Xue smiled at Hao Fenglou, and said, "Can you do me a favor?" β
"Okay." Hao Fenglou did not hesitate.
"Come with me, get in the car!"
The carriage was very wide, but a man and a woman were sitting in it, it was still a little crowded, and when I looked at Ling Xue carefully, I found that she was full of tiredness and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Didn't sleep yesterday?" Hao Fenglou smiled: "Are you busy?" β
"Heh......" Ling Xue yawned, leaned on the carriage, half-closed her eyes, and said, "I'll rest first, I'll be there soon." β
Hao Fenglou touched his nose, Zuihou shook his head and smiled bitterly, the aroma in the carriage hit people, a woman curled up in it, snoring softly, her small and straight nose shrugged slightly, her hair was a little messy, Hao Fenglou's heart couldn't help but feel a little pity, Zuihou shook his head, his head tilted to the side, the beauty like solid ice seemed to be a little pitiful when she was asleep.
The carriage stopped, and there was an inconspicuous courtyard in front of her, Ling Xue stretched her waist, and the moment she jumped out of the carriage, the whole person became grim again.
Hao Fenglou shook his head again, how could a woman jump out of the carriage, if it was Miss Lu, most of them would have to step on a high stool to go down, what about Xiao Xiangxiang? My God, Xiao Xiangxiang shouldn't be a woman, only a girl, God, I hope she grows up to be a little feminine.
Entering the Yousen courtyard, Hao Fenglou found that this place was extraordinary, there were many sentry posts in the open and in the dark, and the straight javelin-like warriors stood by their swords, and in the dark, there were many eyes peeping in the dark.
Hao Fenglou looked at Ling Xue and said, "It seems to be pretty good here?" Are they all pro-military people? Jin Yiwei? Why haven't I heard of Weizhong being set up here? β
When she arrived outside a side room, Ling Xue made a gesture of invitation, and said, "There are some things that the Beizhen Mansion Secretary may not know. β
Hao Fenglou smiled and walked in quickly.
The room was brightly lit, and there were four or five people in bullfighting uniforms in the middle corner of the room, their faces were very indifferent, but as soon as they saw Ling Xue coming in, they straightened their waists one by one and bowed: "I've seen Your Highness." β
Your Highness......
Hao Fenglou raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ling Xue in dismay. What makes Hao Fenglou even more embarrassed is that it seems that the people standing in this room, everyone is wearing a bullfighting suit, the lowest level, I am afraid that they are all five-grade personal guard military attachΓ©s, it is a defective product, it seems to be a grade higher than himself, Hao Fenglou lowered his head and looked at the unicorn suit on his body, and mourned silently in his heart, just pretending to be forced for a few days, and it was worthless all of a sudden.
Ling Xue's face was expressionless, and she didn't respond to a few military attachΓ©s, but her gaze fell on a person in the room like a sharp knife.
This man's chin was smooth, his eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was full of foul odors, he was unkempt, and the scars on his face were messily scattered on his face, and he could barely see a piece of complete skin.
He gasped for breath and let out a woman-like **.
Hao Fenglou sighed in his heart, he was a dead eunuch again.
Ling Xue glanced at Hao Fenglou and said, "I'...... I've tried many times, but I can't get any results, I know you're good, you give it a try. β
Hao Fenglou nodded his head and said to a military attachΓ©, "Move a chair." β
The military attache was obviously extremely reluctant, his eyes looked at Ling Xue, Ling Xue nodded, and the military attache moved the chair.
Hao Fenglou knew that these military attaches present were obviously not convinced by him, but he didn't care, Ling Xue was convinced of him.
The chair was placed opposite the eunuch, Hao Fenglou sat down, and Hao Fenglou asked Ling Xue, "What do you want to interrogate?" β
Ling Xue pondered for a moment, and then said word by word: "Ask him, when the fire in the palace was there, was Jianwen dead or alive?" β
When he heard this question, Hao Fenglou glanced at Ling Xue strangely.
However, he didn't ask much, and said, "The idlers will go out." β
"Bold!" A military attache stood up, pressed his waist knife and said, "You are too presumptuous! β
Ling Xue said coldly: "Go out!" β
These military attaches looked at each other, went out obediently, and when they left, they naturally couldn't help but glare at Hao Fenglou with hatred.
Ling Xue said, "Am I going to leave too?" β
Hao Fenglou smiled: "It's okay. β
Ling Xue nodded, retreated to the corner of the wall and leaned against the wall, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at Hao Fenglou with interest.
Hao Fenglou stared at the eunuch in front of him who seemed to be dying, the eunuch was tied to the chair with five flowers, his head hung down, and his face could no longer be seen.
Hao Fenglou raised his legs and said word by word: "What's your name?" β
"Slave Cao Xiang."
"How many people are in the family?"
"It's gone."
"All dead?"
"Yes."
"When will you enter the palace?"
"The leap month of the thirteenth year of Hongwu."
"When will you serve Jianwen?"
"Seventeen years of Hongwu."
"Jianwen was still the emperor's grandson at that time?"
"Yes."
"Is Jianwen dead or alive?"
"The slave doesn't know."
"Where were you when the fire broke out in the palace?"
"In the Jingtai Palace."
"What's your name?"
"Cao Xiang?"
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"Where were you when the fire broke out in the palace?"
"Jingtai Palace."
"When will you enter the palace?"
"Hongwu."
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Hao Fenglou seemed to be tired of this kind of boring questioning, he broke up countless questions, asked them repeatedly, and sometimes deliberately left traps, such as suddenly asking: "Are you the palace that Hongwu entered in the ninth year?" Cao Xiang replied: "The slave maid is the thirteenth year of Hongwu." Hao Fenglou continued to ask: "Layue? Cao Xiang replied: "Leap month." β
Then he broke up all the questions again and continued to ask.
Before I knew it, a few hours had passed.
Cao Xiang couldn't bear it anymore.
Hao Fenglou stood up and smiled bitterly at Ling Xue, who was leaning against the wall and looking even more tired: "Hungry, let him rest and give him some food, I'm hungry too." β
Ling Xue nodded, she was extremely silent today, after she went out to order, someone brought food in, and an old lady was responsible for feeding Cao Xiang.
After eating, Hao Fenglou went to take a nap, then shook his spirits, sat opposite Cao Xiang again, and ordered someone to wake Cao Xiang up, without giving him any chance to wake up: "What's your name." β
"Slave Cao Xiang ......"
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Hao Fenglou didn't know how many times he had asked these questions, day and night, so that Hao Fenglou was already dizzy, zuihou, he stood up, looked at Ling Xue who had been leaning against the wall and said: "I use my head as a guarantee, Cao Xiang really doesn't know whether Jianwen is alive or dead, if Jianwen is alive, he will never know where Jianwen fled?" β
Ling Xue glanced at him and said, "I believe in you." β
Hao Fenglou couldn't help but say in his heart, of course you believe me, it is impossible for anyone to be completely unexposed under this kind of interrogation, and it is impossible for immortals.
Of course, this involves mental and psychological problems, and Hao Fenglou can't explain it clearly, in this era when interrogation is basically based on smoking, his own methods are a little advanced.
But Ling Xue didn't hesitate at all, a sentence I believe in you made Hao Fenglou have some comfort, this is a confidant, Hao Fenglou doesn't want to spend so much time discussing the so-called modern interrogation skills.
"What time is it now?" Hao Fenglou stretched his waist, in this deep courtyard, Hao Fenglou ate when he was hungry, asked when he finished eating, and slept after asking, quite a bit of isolation from the world.
"It's been two days and two nights." Ling Xue showed a slight smile, in fact, her smile was very beautiful, but it was a pity that she always hid it behind her indifference when she was not aware of it.
Hao Fenglou rubbed his temples: "It's over, I remember, it seems that the Lu family entered Beijing yesterday, hey...... I don't know what happened in the guard, did you take leave for me? β
Ling Xue said: "I asked someone to go to the experience department to take leave. β