The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 210
The torches were burning, moths and mosquitoes were buzzing and flying, and the dim yellow light flickered in the deep and dark corridors, echoed by the crackling and whipping of leather whips in the darkness, and the pain of people gnashing their teeth and moaning.

"Guess!" "Send the hook! San'er, guess where!"

"This way!"

"Wrong! Fine wine——"

In Dali Temple Prison, in the light of the torches inserted on the wall, several jailers sat around, one of them stepped on a low stool, hugged a cuff, and made a fist with one hand to ask the opposite colleague to guess. Spreading it out, a copper coin was lying on the palm, causing the other two to boo and yell.

In the heated atmosphere, in the corridor in the prison, someone came over and whispered something in the ear of a fat-headed jailer. The latter threw the copper plate to the opposite side, got up, put down his sleeves and put it behind him, saying: "It's time for an interrogation." , I will come as soon as I go, you guys play first."

So he asked the jailer to lead the way, walked through clusters of dim yellow flames, walked inward for a while, and stopped in front of a cell. The leading guard opened the cell door, and a blood-stained figure was being walked in by two guards. Put it down on the rack and throw it into a corner.

"Zhang Dutong, today's punishment has been endured, and tomorrow must continue. Tsk tsk, Dutong's body is strong, and he is still strong now."

The head of the prison tucked twice, and squatted down in front of the figure on the ground with his hands behind his back, "Let's talk about Dutong, so as not to suffer. I heard that Xing Ju behind has a lot of background and was released from the palace. Lock people's bare feet on Xing tools, and the rotating cylinders under their feet will burn red, making people run on them non-stop. Even if a stick of incense doesn't reach them, both feet will be cooked."

On the opposite side of the prison head's field of vision, the figure in the shadows grabbed the wet and cold thatch, struggled to stand up, with a thin face revealed in the messy hair, and Zhang Huaiyi could be vaguely seen.

His mouth was dry and skinny, looking at the jailer in front of him who tempted him to confess, he just forced a little smile, leaning weakly against the wall behind him.

They didn't even look at each other, just looked at the burning torches in the aisle outside.

"I've been playing with that stuff you're talking about for a long time. Do you know that thing, it's actually called a 'treadmill' or a running machine. It was invented by my brother. Hehe!"

The head of the prison was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to say that, he squatted on the ground and moved two steps back, raised his hand to beckon, a prison guard came over, picked up the bucket, and breathed out the dusty and dirty water inside. Throwing on Zhang Huaiyi, coarse salt was added to the water, and it was poured on the wound, as if countless ants and insects were lying on the wound and biting frantically.

The painful Zhang Huaiyi gritted his teeth and inhaled, the back of his head kept banging against the wall, and the jailer who rushed over soon put him on the ground, breathing heavily on a piece of thatch.

The jailer moved over again, and said with a smile on his chubby face:
"Zhang Dutong, what time is it? I said that everyone will be better off, and you don't have to be tortured. Look, how long has it been? I haven't seen anyone come to rescue you."

"Ha ha."

"Don't laugh, or you will cry later. The general said that you still have three days. If you don't say it, you will have no chance later. Your father is called Zhang Zhifang, right? He is running around for you outside. , I heard that people are exhausted and lie down on the bed. I don’t know how long it will be. Today you talked about the details of Tongguan, even if it is related to this matter. Needless to say, just a person’s name is fine. Then you can go home and maybe see your father."

huh~~
woohoo~~
With big mouthfuls of rough air blowing the thatch, Zhang Huaiyi drooped his eyelids, turned his eyes upwards, and continued to laugh out loud.

"If my father dies because of me, the big deal is that you will be entrusted by others to fulfill your filial piety. I won't make things difficult for you. But you must know that I, Zhang Huaiyi, are famous for my loyalty in Chang'an. Let me say... Ha ha!"

Zhang Huaiyi gritted his teeth and stood up. After two staggering steps, he still sat on the ground, but his laughter did not stop, "Hehe, I don't even know how to betray my brother!"

The head of the cell nodded, the smile on his face became ferocious, he slapped his knees and stood up from the ground, probably knowing that the other party would not speak anymore, so he nodded to the two subordinates next to him, the latter two stepped out of the torture device, Pulling out a bone-chopping knife, one person came up and pulled Zhang Huaiyi to the blood-stained chopping board next to him, stretching his hand and pressing it on it.

"Since Zhang Dutong is so loyal, let's see how long Dutong can last!"

The head of the prison turned his face towards the subordinate holding the knife, and when he turned his back, there were suddenly footsteps in the aisle outside, and the clinking of keys on the waist of his colleagues.

"Boss, the servant is here!"

Before the figure in the aisle came over, the words of a colleague came first, and the next moment, I saw Tu Shifei in official robes walking in front, kicking his robes and holding a knife in his hands, striding past the wooden fence, turning around and walking directly into the prison .

This is the immediate superior, the cell leader and the two jailers who were about to swing their knives hurriedly put down the things in their hands, stepped aside and bowed their heads.

"What did you ask?" Ruying's eyes flashed across the corners of his eyes and landed on the chubby jailer. The latter shook his head quickly, but he didn't. At this moment, he didn't have the same air as before. Rumor has it that this servant is He has risen steadily from the chief arrester to the current position of the Minister of Criminal Affairs, and his martial arts are said to be quite powerful. The iron whip in his hand is no worse than those fierce generals who lead the troops to charge into battle.

Tu Shifei looked back, snorted coldly, "Get out."

"Yes."

The head of the cell, as if he had received an amnesty, hurriedly waved to his subordinates quietly, and slipped out of the cell from the side. After a while, the door slammed shut with a soft creak.

The charcoal fire crackled and jumped into sparks, and the cell was quiet for a while. Tu Shifei walked up to the figure in the shadows, put a chair over, helped him up and sat on it, and found a chair to sit on.

One has his hair down and his clothes are ragged; the other has a majestic official robe and a solemn expression.

The two stared at each other for a moment, but Tu Shifei spoke first.

"Geng Qing bewitched Li Jiji to kill the Jiedu envoy of Longyou, and the soldiers entered Fengxiang."

The figure with drooping head over there moved, his expression could not be seen in the shadow of his head buried, only chuckled a few times with a "hehe" and paused, Zhang Huaiyi then followed up.

"My brother. Ever since he entered Chang'an, when I met him that day, I knew he was extraordinary. A mud-legged man in a mountain village. How could he be so alert."

"He's rebelling, His Majesty is furious." Tu Shifei said again in a low voice.

"None of my business."

Zhang Huaiyi raised his face, pulled the wound on his body and took a 'hiss' cold breath. He looked straight at Tu Shifei who was opposite him, "Mr. Tu, is Your Majesty going to kill me to sacrifice the flag?"

Tu Shifei shook his head.

"Your Majesty, I don't have the energy to care about you now. Your Majesty and Li Shunjie knew about Cui Xiang's murder in Tongguan, but there was no proof. It's a good thing you gritted your teeth and didn't say a word, otherwise the mother and child in the city would suffer. .”

Zhang Huaiyi stared at him, his lips parted, his blood-stained teeth looked a little sinister.

"At this moment, why are you so kind to come here and tell me these things? Are you scared? Afraid that my brother will kill you, kill your whole family—"

On the opposite side, the figure sitting on the chair fell silent, and immediately said in a low voice: "How could Tu be afraid? He Geng Qing tricked others into rebelling. It is him who should be afraid. After doing such a thing, Tu just doesn't want to see it." The loyal man dies."

After the words fell, he got up from the chair and patted Zhang Huaiyi on the shoulder twice.

"Stay well, I will find a way."

After finishing speaking, someone behind him opened the cell door, and he turned around and walked out, passing over the shoulder of the waiting prison head, Tu Shifei whispered to him: "Don't use torture in the future, the general, I don't have the energy to ask about this right now." Things. Also, find a better doctor to look at his wounds, treat him with good wine and meat."

After exhorting a few more words, he walked out of the prison of Dali Temple, couldn't help exhaling the turbid air in his mouth and nose, sniffed the air outside, looked at the still brilliant sun, squinted his eyes, and then cursed secretly.

"What kind of fucking situation is this dog day!"

Turned on the horse, 'drive! ' shouted violently, and galloped away.

The news of Longyou Sheng's change was not spread in the city at this time, but the officials, large and small, knew about it. Perhaps few people knew about Li Jiji, but the word "Geng Qing" surprised many people. The sword-testing stone, which was originally sent to Longyou by the emperor, came back with soldiers and horses in a blink of an eye.

The officials in the city were running around to inquire about each other, and it was difficult to accept such news for a while.

At this time, in the Fengxiang area to the west of Chang'an, banners and flags on the top of the city were flying in the wind, and the soldiers looked out of the city vigilantly. In the vast sky and earth, a black line stretching across the sky for several miles was surging like a wave.

boom!boom!boom!
The densely packed feet stepping on the rhythm of the drums slowly moved forward, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

Behind several lined up army formations, the horse-drawn carriage pulled the battle drum, and the shirtless man beat it vigorously. Occasionally, the galloping cavalry blew the horn or waved the flag, conveying the general order from the big banner to the In the army formation.

Li Jiji rode on a black war horse and looked at the battlements in the distance. At a certain moment, the drumbeat stopped, he raised his hand, and the guards and guards around the big banner slowly stopped.

"Send envoys into the city and ask Zhao Zhouyi to offer the city!"

Ling Qi ran out and galloped along the gap between the army formations.Under the banner, Li Jiji withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at a four-wheeled cart slowly coming to the side, feeling a little worried.

"Sir, will Zhao Zhouyi surrender? If it's a battle to the death, I'm afraid that the soldiers will be lost and the morale of the army will be unstable."

"It shouldn't be difficult to invite him out for a meal. What you said just now should be nicer."

Geng Qing sat on the four-wheeled cart, looked at the city wall, and touched his hands. He always felt that something was missing, um. It would be perfect to take a lupine.

Thinking of this, he smiled, and said to Li Jiji who was on horseback, "It doesn't matter if the guards don't dedicate the city. There are few soldiers in the city. We just entered Fengxiang not long ago. There must not be much food and fodder. Let's surround them and not fight. Let him hang out for a few days."

When the sun came, Geng Qing squinted her eyes and said softly, and fanned her hand back and forth like a feather fan.

　The first update today, the first update in a week.

　　After Chunfeng adjusts its status, it will start to speed up the update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)