Zhang Jingyi was not in a hurry to talk to Huang Taiji.

He even told the guards of the cell directly that no one was allowed to talk to Huang Taiji.

Don't say a word.

It's good to take care of it with good food and drink.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jingyi went about his own business as if he had nothing to do.

Of course, in the military school, a course has already begun.

Deng Jian personally led everyone to study and discuss the question of how to interrogate.

All of a sudden, everyone expressed their opinions and was very lively.

This special task force has a special course, which is psychology, which mainly allows everyone to figure out the thoughts in people's hearts through people's words and deeds.

To put it bluntly, it is to observe more, and then continue to study and judge.

Zhang Jingyi even encouraged everyone to write about psychology, and then find some prisoners to conduct experiments.

If the article is well written and can be verified, let everyone copy each other and learn from each other.

In this era, any discipline is very rough, but as long as a discipline is opened, there will always be people who continue to add bricks and tiles to it.

Of course, although Zhang Jingyi bragged to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, he still didn't care about the interrogation.

It's as if it's forgotten.

He hoped to get more information about the progress of Fengqiu, so he exchanged letters with Guan Shaoning more frequently, sometimes even reaching the frequency of two or three letters a day.

But as soon as Zhang Jing remembered something, he immediately repaired the book and sent it quickly.

For his proud protégé, Zhang Jingyi is actually very relieved, this guy can endure hardships, and he is very practical, and most importantly, he is very obedient.

It's simply a model of male virtue.

In the prison, Huang Taiji did not suffer any torture.

His cell was spacious, and even the place to wash and defecate was separated from his bedroom. He was also bedded on the bed, and someone brought him a few new sets of clothes to change in.

Every morning, someone brings rice, the food is very rich, although not every meal has chicken, duck and fish, but white rice, often there will be some meat.

In the evening, someone will even take him to the bath to take a bath, and of course, after the bath, a doctor will come to check his physical condition.

At first, Huang Taiji felt that coming here from the Imperial Prison was like a rat falling into a rice jar all at once.

His mood seems to be getting better.

People are like this, accepting the fact of being captive, they naturally know that they are prisoners at this time, and slowly change their perceptions.

Of course, after two days, Huang Taiji was a little anxious for no reason.

Since he was captured, he has never been so idle, and he was first brought to the capital day and night.

Immediately after that, he was sentenced to prison.

In the Imperial Prison, he was subjected to various interrogations every day, and some people slapped the table at him, insulted and threatened, and even tortured.

During that time, he spent almost every day in a passive and busy situation, and his body was also extremely devastated.

But now, all of a sudden, I was completely idle and entered a state of complete relaxation.

I didn't have time to think about it at all, but at this time, my mind couldn't help but start thinking crankily.

Sometimes he misses Shenyang, recalls some people and things in the past, sometimes begins to wonder how the Ming court will treat him next, and sometimes thinks about his wife and children.

This kind of cranky thinking is becoming more and more frequent, and what pains him the most is that here...... He couldn't talk to anyone.

Yes......

After complete relaxation and relaxation, the daily confinement in this palm-sized place has become a kind of torture.

After all, he is not in the afterlife, someone connects him to a WiFi, throws him a mobile phone, and he can easily and happily lie down for a year and a half.

Here, all that remains is all that remains of all sorts of nonsense.

Countless thoughts made him slowly start to go crazy.

Sometimes, when the guards came to bring him food, he would constantly try to get some news from the guards.

Of course, the guards ignored him, didn't respond a word, just put down the food and left.

Slowly, Huang Taiji's mood became worse and worse, and he even began to deliberately make some noises or deliberately curse in order to get the guards to talk to him, and threw the leftover food everywhere.

And the guard only came over once to make sure that Huang Taiji was still alive, and then left.

"Speak, you speak......" Huang Taiji scolded angrily at the doctor who came to check his pulse.

The doctor silently only checked the pulse, and under the protection of the guard, hurriedly picked up the medicine box and left.

What's going on out there?

What happened to Liaodong?

How are my wives and children doing?

Did Dorgon ascend to the throne?

Did North Korea take it completely?

And this Ming Ting......

By the way, that Zhang Jingyi plans to lock up Ben Khan for the rest of his life?

Countless questions tormented him repeatedly every day.

He began to feel more and more anxious, and sometimes he wished that a group of guards would come in and drag him to interrogate, even ...... It's to give him a little flesh and skin pain.

Because he can get some news from the other party's words.

Can ...... now

Sadly, he seems to have been forgotten by the world.

So, to avoid falling into his own thoughts, he began to look up at the ceiling and count.

Or, pull a little bit of cotton wool out of the futon and keep it in your hand to play with.

Sometimes he began to mumble to himself, saying things that were out of bounds.

However, the treatment given to him in the prison is getting better and better, the food has begun to increase, and now, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the guards have added a futon to him.

He had become accustomed to the indifference of the guards, because no matter what he did, the other party would not say a word.

Sometimes...... He was constantly thinking about Zhang Jingyi, he hoped that Zhang Jingyi would come to see him, although this person was his enemy, but he always suddenly felt that Zhang Jingyi would appear behind the iron fence at any time.

But he looked at the iron fence again and again with expectations, and finally he was disappointed, and the iron fence was still empty, and there was no one.

If he knew that Zhang Jingyi was happily taking Wei Liangqing to sweep pornography in the new county at this time, no, sweeping the Qinglou, he would definitely want to blow this guy up.

The operation to sweep the Qinglou was planned for a long time.

A large number of unscrupulous businessmen took advantage of the disaster to buy many children and send them to Qinglou, some of them were rough girls, and some were raised as 'thin horses'.

Zhang Jingyi didn't take care of this kind of human trafficking at the beginning, because the disaster was very serious, and if it was too tightly controlled, those who might have survived by selling their sons and daughters would not even have a way to live.

But now it's different, after the autumn harvest is over, a large number of sweet potatoes have been harvested in the Gyeonggi area, and this year is also a bumper harvest.

At this time...... Settle accounts after the autumn and rescue those women can be regarded as a wave of merit.

The reason why Wei Liangqing was also interested in this was because he had the experience of being beaten by the guards of the Qinglou.

So the plan was laid out, and then a careful investigation was carried out, and finally the new county had two squares and one district, and more than 70 streets acted together, and with the sound of a bamboo whistle, the new county shook.

Wei Liangqing personally rushed into a green building, but also rescued more than a dozen young women, and couldn't help but feel quite proud.

However, he was still annoyed that he couldn't tell Wei Zhongxian in advance.

"I don't think my father knows about this, it's wrong after all, he told me to be cautious outside the palace and not to fall for others."

Zhang Jingyi looked at him with a friendly smile and comforted: "Nephew, not to mention that this is a secret operation, what I am most afraid of is leaking the news." Besides, it's ...... It's better not to talk to Brother Wei, you are really confused, Brother Wei regrets the most in his life...... is to enter the palace, you are a son, but in front of him said Qinglou, is this still a son? Isn't this pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey? ”

The honest Wei Liangqing felt justified, so he happily continued to work again.

But at this time, Wei Zhongxian was not idle, and a recital was delivered to him.

Of course, I came to sue, and the business of this Qinglou is not something that anyone can do, and there are always some big people behind it.

Wei Zhongxian only glanced at the report, and Tian Ergeng hurriedly came: "Godfather, I have something to start Your Majesty." ”

Wei Zhongxian looked at him with a smile, as if he had seen through something at a glance, and then said, "You want to sue Zhang Jingyi." ”

"Exactly." Tian Ergeng wanted to say something.

Wei Zhongxian smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry, now Your Majesty is doing carpentry, it's a good time, you come with us." ”

This one is quiet...... It's not a bad thing to bang once in a while.

What's more, although he didn't ask much, he also knew the pressure that Tian Ergeng was under now.

So he led Tian Erplough to the Qinzheng Hall in Xiyuan.

Sure enough, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was carving a flower on a wooden bed with a carving knife at this time, and he looked very serious and meticulous.

Wei Zhongxian said: "Your Majesty's craftsmanship is getting better and better. ”

"Hmm......" The Emperor of the Apocalypse was so focused that he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Wei Zhongxian said again: "Tian Ergeng asks to see." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse finally took out a little bit of his mind, but the work in his hands still did not stop, and he only spit out two words: "What's the matter?" ”

Tian Ergeng bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, the minister heard some news, since the new county marquis escorted away the emperor Taiji, I heard that he has been serving with good food and drink, and he does not interrogate, and the life of the emperor Taiji is very happy." ”

"Oh." The Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded, then blew the carved sawdust, and then looked up: "Is there anything else?"

Tian Ergeng: "......"

Tian Ergeng didn't know how he should react, shouldn't His Majesty show a little anger?

Wei Zhongxian said with a smile at this time: "There is one more thing, it is reported that in the past few days, Zhang Jingyi has been busy shopping in the Qinglou. ”

"Yikes." At this moment, the Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't have the heart to carve with a carving knife, as if he suddenly had an interest and said: "It seems that the rumors in the market are true?" ”

After a pause, he said again: "Those scholars didn't wronged him. ”