"Mmmm......mmmm

"Hmm...... Woowoowoo......"

No one cared about the small flag officer of the Beijing Army, who had a background and background, was tightly tied to the tiger chair, his head was drenched in sweat, and his eyes stared in horror at Zhang Hui, who was constantly approaching him.

The long-armed spoon filled with molten iron and the bone-scraping knife that bloomed with cold glow were like the black and white impermanence that hooked the soul.

A stinky cloth from nowhere was stuffed in his mouth, and the little flag officer could only whimper with pleading on his face.

And because of excessive panic, the little flag officer's enlarged eyes and holes were constantly shrinking.

"You can only see me now, and it's because you're scared."

Zhang Hui's voice sounded like a saw with a gap on a wooden block: "I know very well your eyes, far more clearly than the people in the Tai Hospital." Because everyone will be the same as you are now. ”

"Don't be afraid."

"Death is only a momentary thing, and most people faint without even being hit by a knife and axe, and they die without feeling a trace of pain."

Zhang Hui pressed forward step by step, and a few drops of molten iron in the long-arm spoon had already hit the wall of the spoon, escaped, and landed on the bare thighs of the little flag officer.

In the dark interrogation room, there was a sudden sound of sizzling.

Then the little flag officer let out a burst of whimpering and moaning again.

What he hopes most now is that as the demon in front of him said, he can pass out all of a sudden, without any intuition.

However, no matter how hard the little flag officer tried, his consciousness became clearer and clearer.

Just like the demon in front of him said, he tried his best to drive him out of sight, but no matter what, his sight was always occupied by this demon.

Zhang Hui didn't intend to let go of this damn little flag officer of the forbidden army who dared to betray the imperial court.

If it weren't for the fact that the matter was so important, Zhang Hui would not be willing to take action personally, and the few apprentices he had recently trained would still need to exercise more.

"Actually, I know that as long as I take what is in your mouth now, you will definitely say everything."

Zhang Hui had already hung the long-arm spoon filled with molten iron on the little flag officer's lap, his eyes shining with green light stared faintly at the little flag officer who was already sweating like rain, holding a bone scraper and sticking out his tongue to lick the blade.

"It's just that, in order to ensure that what you said is not omitted, I have always had to use the punishment first."

"Forgive me, bear with me, it's over soon."

Perverted!

This man is a crazy pervert!

The speechless little flag officer could only stare at the demon slowly tilting the long-arm spoon filled with molten iron on his thigh.

The crimson solution of molten iron, like honey that had been boiled for a long time, flowed down from the long-arm spoon in strings, and then fell on the skin and flesh of the thighs.

A tingling pain made Xiao Qiguan's already drowsy consciousness awake again, and his eyes stared at his thighs in a daze, which was turning into a pit at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scope was getting bigger and bigger.

The smell of a scorched lake instantly penetrated the nose of the little flag officer.

Finally, after letting the pain last for a long time, the little flag officer finally fainted.

However, Zhang Hui did not stop what he was doing.

The hospital also needs his summary report, so that more good people and officers and soldiers in the Ming Dynasty can receive more medical assistance.

The burnt smell in the darkroom became more and more intense.

The boning knife in Zhang Hui's hand was also full of blood, and his mouth kept reporting data and summary points one by one, and the two subordinates had long been used to it, and their faces were calm and numb holding paper and pen records.

Time flowed bit by drop.

When Zhang Hui began to rudely sprinkle hemostatic powder on the little flag officer's legs, the little flag officer, who was already like a different person, finally woke up slowly.

Zhang Hui's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face: "Are you awake?" ”

A trace of horror flashed in the little flag officer's eyes, and then he became stunned and numb, like dementia.

Zhang Hui didn't care about this, but asked the two subordinates who had finished recording the data required by the Tai Hospital to take a new interrogation confession transcript and prepare to record the content related to eucalyptus.

He moved a stool and walked beside the little flag officer.

Holding the boning knife in his hand, he stuck to the exposed white bones of the little flag officer, and pierced it all at once.

The little flag officer twitched for a while, and the stinky cloth stuffed in his mouth was finally taken off by Zhang Hui.

"Now, I ask, you answer, if you don't answer well, I don't mind providing more detailed research data for the hospital."

The little flag officer, whose mouth was free, just moaned in a muffled voice, and when he heard Zhang Hui's words at this moment, his eyes showed a calm and happy look.

"When did you start ......?"

As soon as Zhang Hui opened his mouth to ask, there was already a sound of footsteps behind him.

His ears moved, because he had been in this edict for a long time at the request of the Tai Hospital, and he had studied the prisoners, and Zhang Hui clearly distinguished that this was the footsteps of His Royal Highness Taisun.

Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Hui immediately got up and turned around.

"Subordinates, see His Royal Highness Taisun."

Zhu Yunxi frowned and looked at the dim interrogation room, forgetting to glance at the little flag officer who was tied to the tiger chair and had already been incontinent and had a bloody thigh.

"How did you make such a mess?"

Zhang Hui glanced back at the little flag officer who had already been numb as if he had lost his soul, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "It's a subordinate who deserves to die, and next time I won't let His Highness see the scene of torture." ”

Zhu Yunxi pursed his lips, his face a little tense.

glared at Zhang Hui, who was still smiling at himself, thinking that he was being courteous.

"You can come however you want."

Zhang Hui responded, looking very happy.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and looked at the little flag officer who was staring at him. From the other party's eyes, I couldn't see a trace of begging and pain.

"Isn't my family treating you well?"

Zhu Yunxi just asked this one question, and then stood under the only small window in the room that shone with sunlight.

The little flag officer hummed and moaned twice in his throat because of the pain in his body, but his eyes were strangely calm: "Your Highness treats me very well." The post station system and the tax office system were restructured, and the imperial court placed countless disabled brothers in the army. The brothers of the Zhenwei army and the southern army are even more rewarded with fair money and military merits. ”

Zhu Yunxi frowned, and turned his back silently.

Seeing this, Zhang Hui immediately stepped forward and waved his hand heavily on the face of the little flag officer: "Then you still have to do such things!" ”

Blood flowed from the corners of the little flag officer's mouth, mixed with saliva, but there was an ugly smile on his face.

"It's the subordinates who are greedy, always thinking that they should have a better life."

Zhang Hui showed disdain on his face, and turned his head to look at the back of the imperial grandson: "Bastard, you have obviously entered the inspection list of the lecture martial arts, as long as you enter the lecture martial arts hall, you may not be able to become a general in my Ming army in the future, as long as you dare to fight and dare to fight, what kind of good life is not!" ”

The little flag officer smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head and lowered his head silently.

The corners of his mouth began to flow uncontrollably, dripping with saliva mixed with blood.

After half a ring.

The little flag officer said in a low voice: "Ask, I'll say anything, please finish me when I'm done." ”

Zhang Hui's face perked: "Who instructed you to report the news in tandem with Dashengguan Chenjia Village?" ”

"It's the monk of Longquan Temple on Daishan/Dai Mountain."

Zhang Hui paused slightly, obviously a little surprised by this answer.

He couldn't help but turn his head again to look at the imperial grandson who was bathed in the sunlight behind the small window.

Zhu Yunxi's eyelids sank, and he said in a low voice, "Go on." ”

Only then did Zhang Hui dare to continue to ask the little flag officer: "How many people are like you in the Beijing army?" ”

The little flag officer raised his head to look at Zhang Hui and shook his head: "I don't know, every time I take the opportunity to go back to Chenjia Village, I contact Shangshan Jinxiang." ”

Zhang Hui asked again: "The rumors of Dashengguan now, did you let Chenjiacun spread them?" ”

The little flag officer nodded: "Pass it out, and I can get 3,000 acres of land and 3,000 taels of silver, no matter where I am." Chen Sheng and Chen Sanhu of Chenjia Village could each get five hundred taels of silver. If we wanted to leave the Central Plains, they would arrange for us to go to Champa Road. ”

Zhang Hui's brows became more and more furrowed, and as he asked more deeply, the answers he got became more and more terrifying, Rao was that he had used countless execution methods that could make gods and ghosts fearful in this prison, and he also hesitated to continue asking.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Hui continued to ask: "What are you going to do after the rumors spread this time?" Three thousand acres of land and silver may not just allow you to spread rumors. ”

Zhang Hui stared at the little flag officer with a torch in his eyes, unwilling to let go of any imperceptible changes on the other party's face.

The little flag officer looked at Zhang Hui numbly, endured the pain, and grinned: "They said that this time many people in the Beijing army will leave Beijing, and they want us to inform the location of the Beijing army leaving Beijing at any time." ”

Zhang Hui was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why do they know this?" How can I contact you? ”

The little flag officer shook his head sadly: "I don't know, they didn't say what they would do after knowing this." They want to contact us and will reach out to us. ”

Zhang Hui asked again: "Then how do you know who is looking for you?" ”

The little flag officer closed his mouth and lowered his head and shook it.

Zhang Hui was a little anxious, wanting to know more details, the boning knife in his hand waved twice in the air, and his gaze became gloomy.

"Make it clear! Otherwise......"

"Enough!" Zhu Yunxi turned around, his face was gloomy like a pool of stagnant water, looked at Zhang Hui, who was nervous, and snorted coldly: "Give him a good time." ”

Zhang Hui's eyes flashed, and he turned sideways to watch Taisun walk outside, then he turned around and turned the boning knife in his hand and looked at the little flag officer.

"Don't worry, since His Highness said it, you will start faster, and it won't make you feel it."

The little flag officer chuckled lightly, raised his head, raised his neck, and looked at Zhang Hui calmly.

"Man, too much desire is not ......"

"Goo-goo-goo......"

Zhang Hui put one hand over the eyes of the little flag officer, and the other hand held the boning knife and slid over his neck.

The blade is as sharp as a cicada's wings to cut paper.

Blood gushed out like a spring, but when Zhang Hui let go of his hands, there was really no trace of pain on the little flag officer's face.

……

"The wind and snow are a little lighter."

Zhu Yunxi, who came out of the edict in Heyi, stood in the courtyard of the locust tree with only a single leaf, looked up at the sky where only scattered snow flakes fell, and exhaled a cloud of white smoke and heat.

Tian Mai was waiting in the courtyard of the locust tree, and when he saw the grandson coming out, he stepped on the snow and approached: "Your Highness." ”

Zhu Yunxi's eyes flickered, and he looked at Tian Mai: "The matter has been investigated, but everything has not been found." ”

Tian Mai raised his head, his eyes puzzled.

After thinking about it for a while, Tian Mai said in a low voice: "Do you want your subordinates to hand over the confession transcript and let the secret guards continue to investigate secretly." ”

Jin Yiwei is a spy of Da Ming, but it can also be said that he is under everyone's noses. The Dark Guard, on the other hand, is different, and there are very few people who know about its existence.

It's like, who can know that the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty today, Jiaozhi Daobu Political Envoy Si Gao Yangzhi, such a feudal official, will also be a secret guard?

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a moment, shook his head and refused: "No need to investigate, what the hell is going on in this matter has actually been laid out on the bright side." ”

"But......" Tian Mai still wants to find out everything.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the other party: "If you don't investigate this place, you will explain it, check the Beijing troops in Beijing and leaving Beijing, and all those who are suspicious will be recorded in the eucalyptus and handed over to Jinyi Wei for arrest." ”

Those who were supposed to eat fasting and chant Buddha, and who were celibate, actually inserted their hands into the Ming army.

This is something that Zhu Yunxi will never allow.

Although Tian Mai didn't know what was going on in the Imperial Prison, looking at Taisun's expression, he knew that things might not be so simple, so he immediately bowed down and hugged his fists to receive his life.

At this time, Zhang Hui, who had broken off the small flag officer, had already walked out of the edict with a rag while wiping his hands.

It should have been in the edict prison for a long time, and the moment Zhang Hui stepped out of the edict prison, he obviously narrowed his eyes and lowered his head.

"Your Highness, do you want Sun Qianhu to take someone over there in Dashengguan Chenjia Village?"

Zhang Hui asked in a low voice, then grabbed a cloud of snow under his feet, melted on his hands, and took away the blood stains that had dried the palms and backs of his hands and could not be wiped off.

Zhu Yunxi looked back at the blood spots that fell from Zhang Hui's hand along with the melting snow: "You personally take someone to go." ”

Then, Zhu Yunxi snorted lightly: "Can I also have a Chen Sheng in the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Zhang Hui smiled in agreement and said in a low voice: "It's just the same name, and there will be no pre-Qin radical change in the Ming Dynasty." ”

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Go ahead." ”

Zhang Hui bowed down to receive the order, crossed the grandson, and walked outside the locust tree.

Taisun didn't let Sun Qianhu take people to Dasheng Pass, but wanted to bring people over by himself, the meaning is very clear, this matter should be re-enacted, probably a meaning of not staying.

In terms of others, he is not as good as Sun Qianhu.

In terms of killing, Sun Qianhu is not as good as himself.

Tian Mai looked at Zhang Hui, the god of killing, who had finally left the Imperial Prison, and his heart was full of thoughts, and he lowered his head and whispered: "Your Highness wants to go back to the house?" ”

Zhu Yunxi raised his head and crossed the heavy eaves of the Jinyi Guard's yamen and looked outside: "Chaoyang Gate hasn't gone yet." ”

……

"Although the wind and snow outside are a little smaller now, you have been sitting in Yunnan for many years, conquering the natives, and now that you have returned to Beijing, you should also cultivate a little, and with the support of the direct relatives and military guards, there will be no major incidents in Beijing."

In the Chaoyang Gate Tower, Zhu Yunxi put the eight treasure tea brought from the Jinyi Wei Yamen on the small stove and boiled it, and persuaded Mu Ying, who was pulled in from outside, with a smile on his face, and threw a few things in his hands and roasted them on the charcoal stove on the side.

Mu Ying was covered in armor, and because of the iron armor on her body, she could only straighten her back and sit opposite Zhu Yunxi with her legs open.

Because of the baking of the stove around him, the snow brought in from the outside on his body was rapidly melting, and then turned into snow and dripped down the armor to the ground.

Mu Ying looked at her grandson-in-law who was sitting in front of her and waiting for the Eight Treasures Tea to be boiled, and chuckled: "If you don't have faith in the army, you can't stand up. Since the minister has made a promise in front of the hundred officials, he must implement it meticulously. ”

The spout of the teapot began to gurgle, and clumps of water vapor came out.

Zhu Yunxi shook his head helplessly, poured a cup of eight-treasure tea for Mu Ying, and then poured a cup for himself, and then continued after taking a sip: "With my father-in-law in Beijing, I feel that I am not afraid to do things at all. ”

Mu Ying, who was about to use tea, raised her eyebrows slightly, silently put down the teacup, and looked at Zhu Yunxi with a solemn gaze: "Very difficult thing? ”

Zhu Yunxi nodded and smiled: "Buddhism, it should be a group of outsiders who don't eat fireworks in the world, but they also have the idea of enjoying the fireworks in the world." ”

Mu Ying fell silent.

Buddhism in the Ming Dynasty is a special existence, so special that almost every prince of the clan who is in the domain nowadays, His Majesty will select a master from the Buddhism to accompany him.

The reason for this is a long time ago, and it is not appropriate to be too publicized at the moment.

But everyone knows what the results of such an approach will be. There are countless pasts that can make people learn lessons.

Therefore, in recent years, in order to balance this force outside the court, the imperial court has repeatedly attached importance to Daomen.

In particular, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Mountain is the most respected.

At the beginning of Hongwu, the Ming army entered Shu, when the five dragons, Nanyan and Zixiao palaces on Taihe Mountain were all destroyed in the war, Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples to rebuild the Taoist temple, and persuaded Zhu Chun, the king of Shu, to enter the Tao without success, and then disappeared into the world.

In the seventeenth year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang begged Zhang Sanfeng with Huayi Bin's edict, but it did not succeed.

In the eighteenth year of Hongwu, he sent people to urge Sanfeng, but it did not succeed.

In the twenty-fourth year of Hongwu, he sent someone to ask for Sanfeng, but it was not successful.

After such three invitations, the Sanfeng Daoist was never seen, but the emperor did not show resentment, but in the twenty-fifth year of Hongwu, he continued to send people to search, and finally it happened occasionally, but he had not yet entered Beijing.

In the past twenty-six years of Hongwu, it is rumored that the Dan of Sanfeng Dao has soared.

But the imperial court has never interrupted the search for the people of Sanfeng Dao.

Everything clearly shows the attitude of the imperial court to attach importance to the Daomen, and the real reason is more to balance these foreign forces.

That is a fairy figure, and no one will delve into the longevity of the Sanfeng Dao people.

The balance between the two is what the imperial court needs to achieve.

And now, obviously, something is wrong with one of them.

In view of the folk rumors about how the Ming Dynasty was founded, the imperial court can only be cautious in dealing with these things.

After thinking clearly about the cause and effect, Mu Ying let out a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "What is Your Highness going to do?" ”

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, raised the teacup containing the eight treasures tea in his hand, and raised it slightly to signal this Mu Yuezhang to drink tea.

And after he took a sip, he spoke: "Follow the traces of the ancients." ”

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