In a certain cell in the Tingwei Mansion, the one who was being 'loosened bones' was really Liu Ling, the daughter of the Huainan prince.

After more than two months of torture, as well as all kinds of unknown torture, this great Han lord has long since lost his human form and has long since disappeared.

However, there is one good thing about this woman, that is, no matter when and where, that inexplicable pride has never been lost.

At this moment, for example, she was tied to a special iron frame, joint after joint, slowly, almost imperceptibly, being pulled apart and relaxed, and so on, it can be said that there is no more suffering in the world than this.

Liu Ling trembled and convulsed in pain, and the thin prison clothes on her body were wet with cold sweat, but she still refused to give in, but let out a terrible and unwilling howl deep in her throat, which made people's bones feel a little chilly.

Especially the 'second generation of history' like Sima Qian, most of what he knows and learns is from 'literature' such as tortoise shells, copper tripods, bamboo slips, etc., where have I seen such a living and bloody punishment scene?

Seeing that Liu Ling was being tortured, Sima Qian's big red face was almost green, and the whole person didn't look very good, as if he was swinging.

Dongfang Shuo is slightly better.

However, Dongfang Shuo, who was respected as the ancestor of the 'cross talk world' in the next two thousand years, looked at Liu Ling with more of that unbearable look in his eyes......

Yang Chuan watched coldly and nodded slightly.

Fundamentally speaking, the temperament of him and Dongfang Shuo is somewhat similar, although he has to slaughter some people from time to time, but the trace of humanity in his heart has always made people feel a little at ease.

"Whose order is this?"

After being silent in front of the iron frame for a long time, listening to the inhuman-like roar in the depths of Liu Ling's throat, the expression on Yang Chuan's face did not change much, and he suddenly raised his head and asked.

An embroidered messenger bowed down and said, "Good Sect Elder Ning Hou knows that it is the intention of Dachangmen to torture Lord Liu Ling Weng every three days. ”

Yang Chuan nodded and said indifferently: "This meaning, it's not interesting now." ”

"Ben Hou wants to investigate a case, Liu Ling is the most critical witness, and he will not be tortured again in the future."

The embroidered messenger was stunned and said, "Marquis Changning, the punishment of Liu Ling is the meaning of Dachangmen......

Yang Chuan's face suddenly cooled, his eyes stared at the eyes of the embroidered messenger, and he asked softly, "You didn't hear Benhou's words clearly?" ”

The embroidered messenger shivered for no reason, and said, "I have to tell the big gate." ”

Yang Chuan said lightly: "Get out." ”

The embroidered messenger still wanted to speak, but at a glance at Yang Chuan's gloomy face as iron as iron, and the strange and heart-pounding smile on the corner of his mouth, this thing didn't say a word, and left like a smoke.

Seeing this, the remaining embroidered messengers silently withdrew from the cell.

Yang Chuan glanced at Dongfang Shuo.

Dongfang Shuo nodded silently, and quickly explored behind the stone walls, iron frames, and torture tools of the cell; After seven or eight breaths, an anomaly was spotted in a hidden corner.

A funnel-shaped box.

Behind the box, there is a thin string of wire, stretched straight, and I don't know where it leads.

Yang Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

Why, look at the good deeds that Zhang Tang has done in this dog's day, he learned the craft of 'short-distance line talk' from him, and then transformed it into a 'bugging device' and installed it in the prison of the Tingwei Mansion......

Dongfang Shuo blinked.

Yang Chuan shook his head slightly.

What you want to do is not something unsightly, and if you deliberately tear off the strings of the 'soup card bugging', it will make people have not very good associations.

Yang Chuan leaned down and stared coldly into Liu Ling's eyes.

This woman, under the torture of the Tingwei Mansion, is no better than a fish now, and her whole body is trembling.

For a long time.

Liu Ling finally stopped trembling, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he finally opened his eyes.

The moment he saw Yang Chuan, a bright light seemed to flash in Liu Ling's eyes, and in an instant, it dimmed, and the color of both eyes began to change, showing a very strange light gray.

Yang Chuan understands that this is despair.

He slowly lowered his head, put his mouth close to Liu Ling's ear, and asked in a breathless voice: "I can let you live, can you help me kill someone?" ”

Seeing that Liu Ling did not react.

Yang Chuan spoke again, still saying in a breathy voice: "There are ears outside the wall, it's useless to talk more, I only need you to do one thing, that is, let the people you send to assassinate me insist that they are sent by Gongsun Hong." ”

"Liu Ling, I pit you thousands of catties of gold and dozens of carts of sheep fat jade seeds, but in the matter of you being arrested in the Tingwei Mansion, I, Yang Chuan, have never harmed you."

These words, even Sima Qian and Dongfang Shuo, who were standing more than a dozen steps away, had never heard them.

Then, Yang Chuan shut up.

Liu Ling is a smart person, there are some things that don't need to be said thoroughly, just know each other.

Sure enough, Liu Ling struggled to open his eyes, the light gray on his eyeballs faded slightly, and he blinked his eyes three times.

One fast, two slow.

Yang Chuan groaned slightly and nodded slightly; After that, he looked up at the roof of the cell and said indifferently: "Liu Ling, as the lord of the Han Dynasty, you are the blood of the old Liu family, it is not right for the Tingwei Mansion to torture them so harshly, Ben Hou has ordered them to stop." ”

"Still."

He paused, leaned down again, stared at Liu Ling's eyes and said: "Liu Ling, your father Liu An, the king of Huainan, has already rebelled, and the general Wei Qing and the champion Hou Huo Qubing led 50,000 elites to the expedition, and you actually know what the result is." ”

"This marquis has already shown the emperor, although you Liu Ling is guilty, but even if it is a capital crime, he can't torture you so endlessly, which is tantamount to humiliation and damage the royal face."

"So, you don't have to be punished in the future, but as long as you refuse to serve the court, you will sit in this bullshit prison in the Tingwei Mansion, so you can do it yourself."

After speaking, he slowly straightened up, turned and left.

From beginning to end, Liu Ling never spoke, but Yang Chuan knew that this woman had reached some kind of secret contract with himself in order to survive......

……

Coming out of the cell where Liu Ling was held, Yang Chuan went straight to an independent attic, and standing at the heavy door made of fine iron, Yang Chuan opened his mouth and said, "Yang Chuan, the Marquis of Changning, is here. ”

The iron door slowly opened.

Behind the door, there stood the Imperial Historian Er Kuan, as well as seven or eight important subordinate officials of the Imperial Governor's Mansion.

"Changning Hou has a lot of opportunities, but he still wants to trouble you to try the assassination case, Er Kuan is ashamed in his heart," Er Kuan looked at Yang Chuan with a smile, and said with self-deprecation: "The embroidered messenger is not effective in handling the case, which makes Changning Hou laugh." ”

Yang Chuan scolded without being salty: "Erkuan, you old thief is not well-intentioned, Ben Hou just entered the door, and you are here to sow discord?" ”

Er Kuan smiled: "How dare you." ”

Seeing that Er Kuan didn't mean to let him enter the door, Yang Chuan took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Er Kuan's shoulder, and chuckled: "Er Kuan, a few days ago, the Marquis promised to give you a business, what's the matter, you old thief don't know how to thank you?" ”

Er Kuan's face turned red, and he said with a dry smile: "It's a crime to give you money, please eat and drink, those few meals at home, even the old man himself doesn't want to eat, I really don't know how to thank you." ”

Yang Chuan slapped the old thief on the buttocks: "This is the reason why you are not grateful?" ”

Er Kuan laughed a few times dryly, but did not say a word.

Yang Chuan walked into the attic with the old thief, turned around, and came to an inconspicuous stone door: "Erkuan, who is in this room?" ”

Erkuan blinked his eyes, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Yang Chuan scolded: "Look at your little bit of talent! ”

As early as a year or two ago, Yang Chuan used various ways and means to get the drawings of the entire Tingwei Mansion in his hands, and he seemed to be more familiar with this place than his own courtyard.

This attic is considered a 'high-rise office building' of the Tingwei Mansion.

As for the inconspicuous stone room in front of him, there is actually nothing, but there is a secret passage leading directly to the Weiyang Palace seven or eight miles away...... Nothing more.

"Say, did your old thief have a concubine here?"

Yang Chuan casually glanced at the stone door, then continued to walk forward with Er Kuan, and walked into another very wide stone house, which was Er Kuan's 'office'.

A desk, two or three futons, a shelf of books, and a sword are all the furnishings of this stone house.

Yang Chuan looked around left and right, and casually ordered: "That one, Sima Qian, bring in the wine, meat and food from our carriage, and Benhou will invite guests to dinner." ”

"By the way, this house is quite clean, and there is no abnormal smell, so let's decorate the living room in the next few days."

"Who, Mr. Erkuan, where are my wives detained, you go and invite them over."

"In the past few years, Ben Hou's food, clothing and daily life have been served by Liu Man and the three of them, and they are used to it, and other little women's clumsy Ben Hou is annoyed when they look ......at it."

Sima Qian turned around and went out to carry wine and food.

By the way, he will definitely have to move a batch of furniture, tables, stoves or something, he knows Yang Chuan's temperament, he will never make do with eating and sleeping, he must do his best.

In addition, the most important point is to take the opportunity of moving furniture and arranging the kitchen, so that Yang Chuan's subordinates and servants can move into the Tingwei Mansion together......

As for Er Kuan, he was depressed.

Look at this matter, at that time, at the court meeting, when the emperor issued an edict to arrest Liu Man, Zhiniang, Naren Tuoya and other three little women, Er Kuan, who was the imperial doctor, was actually in a good mood, and felt that it was a very happy thing to let the emperor extinguish Yang Chuan's arrogance.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Yang Chuan was ordered to enter the Tingwei Mansion to try the assassination case.

By the way, the three little women who had just been caught and didn't have their butts hot, he had to invite them personally......

Looking at Er Kuan's wrinkled bitter gourd face, Yang Chuan was in a good mood, stretched his waist, and yawned loudly: "Who, how many of you come here, Ben Hou wants to ask you to do some work." ”

The subordinate officials of the Tingwei Mansion who had no sense of existence looked at each other, but they had to walk over slowly, bow down, and say in unison: "Please send the Marquis of Changning." ”

"It's not a dispatch, I can only say that I can ask a few old brothers to help me a little," Yang Chuan reached into his arms, picked and searched for a while, and then found a deerskin bag, "Ben Hou attended the court meeting today, and he didn't bring any valuables and money with him, and at the moment he only had this private money, and a few old brothers took it to buy some meat and vegetables for us." ”

As he spoke, he casually threw the deerskin bag to a subordinate official of the Imperial Governor's Mansion: "You go to work, you don't need to find the rest of the odds, it's your errand money." ”

The subordinate official took the deerskin bag in his hand, looked confused, and subconsciously untied the silk rope on the mouth of the bag, but couldn't help but be taken aback: "Changning Hou, this!" ”

What is this?

Isn't it just a gold brick weighing five pounds......

Yang Chuan waved his hand, sighed and said: "Okay, you guys go and get busy, when you choose meat dishes, spices, grain and wine, you must go to Yang's butcher's shop, Yang's vegetable shop, Yang's grain shop......

Well, chickens, ducks, fishese, geese, poultry and eggs, Cao Xiang's is much better than mine, so you can go to his shop and get some.

As for the drinks, forget it, Benhou asked people to carry more than a dozen carts from the Zhuangzi, and it was enough to make do with it for a while......"

Sure enough, it is poverty that limits imagination and pattern.

These subordinate officials of the Tingwei Mansion have seen countless high-ranking officials and nobles, among them, there are many 'big dogs' such as liehous, marquis of Guannei, marquis of Guanwai, prime minister, and big peasant orders; however, when facing these nobles in the past, it was often those who committed serious crimes and ate and waited for death, and naturally they could not squeeze much oil and water on their bodies.

Of course, there are also some big dogs, in order to make their opponents suffer more crimes, taste a few more kinds of torture tools and tricks of the Tingwei Mansion, and often stuff some money into it.

There are also some noble family members who will also give some money and food, just to ask people to suffer less crimes, and sharpen the knife faster before cutting off the head......

But.

Such a big dog like Changning Hou Yang Chuan, they really saw it for the first time.

Throw out a five-pound gold brick casually, and say that the rest of the odds don't need to be found, listen, is this special mother still human?

The subordinate officials of the Tingwei Mansion glanced at each other, and were about to speak, but they were interrupted by Yang Chuan's very impatient wave: "What's the matter, this little thing has to be done by Ben Hou himself?" ”

"Who, Dongfang Shuo, pack up your things and let's go back to the Great Agricultural Order."

"It seems that this Tingwei Mansion doesn't welcome Ben Hou to handle the case?"

"Look at it, from the imperial historian to these subordinate officials, they all stared at each other as if they had just died of a concubine, and if they didn't want Benhou to move in, they would have said it earlier!"

"By the way, Dongfang Shuo, your handwriting is good, write a resignation document to Cui Jiu and send it to the palace to explain the situation here."

"What's the matter, Ben Hou is a good farmer, and it's outrageous to come to this ghost place!"

Yang Chuan was angry, and walked out of the door with a few steps, scolding and scolding non-stop, nothing more than complaining that Cui Jiu of the Great Changmen had dug a big hole for himself, and the chief and subordinate officials of the Tingwei Mansion did not cooperate with the work, anyway, it was extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the door of the stone room, he was pinched by the neck.

And like a skinny monkey, he was brought in.

(End of chapter)