The Tang Dynasty started from saving Empress Changsun

Soon Wang Xiuqi was brought here, he had been washed from head to toe, he looked fair and delicate, but it was a pity that the ferocity and resentment on his face ruined this temperament.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, seeing Chen Jingke, he mocked: "Chen Jingke, it really is you."

Immediately, the wicked will be rewarded with evil, Chen Jingke's mood is surprisingly calm, and said:

"Yes, it's me. The reason I brought you here is very simple, to avenge the people you killed, are you ready?"

Who can be calm and fearless in the face of life and death, a trace of fear flashed in Wang Xiuqi's eyes.

But he already knew that he was doomed to die, and he didn't want to lose face in front of his enemies before he died, so he pretended to be calm and sneered:
"Yeah, I've been prepared a long time ago, just use whatever means you can."

"Oh, by the way, you don't know what those women looked like when they were tortured, do you?"

"The faces were full of fear, they kept pleading, their moans of pain...it was so beautiful."

Chen Jingke watched him finish speaking quietly, and then said lightly: "Have you finished?"

His attitude made Wang Xiuqi even more terrified, and he said loudly: "Stop pretending, you must wish to kill me to avenge them, right?"

"I'm right here, come if you feel like it. Hack me to death with a knife, strangle me with a rope..."

"I remembered, some of them were killed by me getting tired of playing with them and slashing their throats bit by bit with a knife, just like killing chickens."

"The other one was tied up with a rope by me, played until he was dying and then slowly strangled to death with the rope...haha..."

Chen Jingke couldn't keep calm anymore, he clenched his fists tightly, and his nails pierced his skin.

Seeing his resentful eyes, Wang Xiuqi was overjoyed, and continued to stimulate:
"Come on, come and kill me to avenge them, don't you dare? You coward, cowardly, bah..."

Chen Jingke took several deep breaths before he could control the urge to hack him to death, and said coldly: "Very well, you really angered me."

"But I want to thank you. I was still a little hesitant to use these methods to deal with you. Is it too inhumane?"

"Now you have removed all my worries, and there is no need to be humane to people like you."

A trace of fear arose in Wang Xiuqi's heart, and he said even crazier: "You coward, you dare not kill me, you don't even have the courage to avenge them with your own hands..."

Chen Jingke didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, and said to Yang Tianlu: "Send him down, and warn those people by the way, don't kill him."

Yang Tianlu also gave up his dissuasion completely, and said, "Okay."

After speaking, he asked his subordinates to drag the screaming Wang Xiuqi into the dungeon.

Soon his terrified voice came from the dungeon: "What are you doing, let me out quickly..."

"Don't come here... Do you know who I am? I am Taiyuan Wang...ah..."

In his yelling, there was also the teasing laughter of those thugs:
"What a tender lamb, I like it."

"Taiyuan Wang? Hehe... This identity is useless here."

"Why is it useless? I'm more interested. You high-ranking gentry, I didn't expect that I could play with such a thing in this life."

"Ah..." Wang Xiuqi's hoarse howl suddenly sounded, his voice seemed to be full of unspeakable pain and humiliation.

Chen Jingke sat at the door of the dungeon and listened. The more painful the other party's voice was, the happier he felt.

As for the sense of emptiness after revenge mentioned in the novel, is that something normal people would have?

You have a sense of emptiness after killing your enemy, which only means that your hatred is not deep enough, and you have not suffered enough torture.

When the hatred is deep enough and the revenge is successful, there will only be endless pleasure, and there will be no emptiness.

Wang Xiuqi's howling ghosts and wolves lasted for a long time, during which he also begged for mercy, and cursed Chen Jingke with more vicious words, but in the end there was only wailing.

I don't know when his voice became hoarse, but he could still hear the movement from below.

Chen Jingke listened for more than half an hour, and the anger in his heart completely dissipated before he said: "Okay, go and separate them, and then let someone treat Wang Xiuqi's wounds."

Hearing that Yang Tianlu asked his men to go down to the dungeon to separate them.

At this time, Wang Xiuqi had lost the strength to resist, lying on the ground like a pool of meat, but his eyes were full of humiliation, pain, hatred and other expressions.

The five thugs were still not satisfied, but they were also afraid of killing people and buried them with them, so they reluctantly went to the cell next door.

Yang Tianlu's men began to give Wang Xiuqi medicine to treat his injuries.

At this time, a villain couldn't help asking: "This person... will he be locked up here in the future?"

Chen Jingke's voice came from the entrance of the dungeon: "He will stay here until the day he feels no pain. At that time, it will be the time when you lose the value of existence, understand?"

The five thugs were immediately frightened and softened, and said quickly: "Don't worry, my lord, we will definitely let him live in pain."

After waiting for a while and no one answered, they tremblingly came to the side of the cell, observed Wang Xiuqi's situation, and at the same time began to discuss how to torture him.

Wang Xiuqi also heard these words, with a look of fear on his face, he opened his mouth to say something, but his hoarse voice couldn't make a sound.

In a hurry, I didn't know where the strength came from, and I was about to get up when I turned over.

But immediately there was a tearing pain from the back of his buttocks, and all his strength was drained in an instant, and the whole person lay on the ground and could no longer move.

Tears of fear and regret flowed from the eyes.

Outside the dungeon, Chen Jingke got up and left. The revenge plan has already started. He doesn't need to stay here all the time. He can just come and see it every few days.

Yang Tianlu hurriedly followed, hesitantly said: "The real person is going to torture him like this all the time?"

Chen Jingke said: "Why, didn't I say it, when this method makes him feel no pain, he will change to another punishment."

"This is just the beginning. I have to let him taste all the pain in the world, so that I can comfort the spirits of those wronged souls in the sky, and only then can I get rid of the hatred in my heart."

Then he warned: "Don't let him die, you know my temper."

Yang Tianlu immediately dismissed the idea of ​​quietly killing Wang Xiuqi, he knew Chen Jingke too well.

Usually timid and afraid of death, he is soft-hearted and good-natured, but once he gets serious, even the emperor dares to yell at him.

If he really killed Wang Xiuqi, even if his original intention was to preserve his reputation, there is a high probability that he will be kicked out of Zixiao Temple as a result.

In his capacity, if he leaves Zixiao Temple, he will most likely be sent on a mission that must kill him.

He naturally didn't want to die so worthless.

Seeing that he listened, Chen Jingke said again: "Continue to feed those five scoundrels the medicine of tigers and wolves. Anyway, I don't intend to let them live, just squeeze them out and deal with them directly."

After arranging these, he boarded the carriage and left the yard.

When I came, my heart was full of anger, and when I left, my whole body was comfortable.

But these are not enough, he has prepared a whole set of plans to torture Wang Xiuqi, and it will not be over until all the methods are used.

Thinking of the follow-up means, he felt even happier.

But he soon became unhappy.

Walking on the bumpy road, looking at the slums on both sides through the curtain, his heart became heavy again.

In the past, he had only seen slums in film and television works. After traveling, he had been living in Chang'an City except for a few trips to the countryside when he traveled with Sun Simiao at the beginning.

The scope of activities is basically in Beicheng, where dignitaries and dignitaries gather, and the bustling East and West cities are the most frequented.

They didn't even know that there was another hell on earth in the southernmost part of Chang'an City.

Fortunately, he has been educating Li Shimin, Li Chengqian and others about the sufferings of the people, and he blushes when he thinks about it.

He wanted to help a group of these people. Given how much Li Shimin valued him, as long as he mentioned it, it would definitely be useful.

The emperor made a move, and the mere slums are nothing.

But when he understood the reasons for the formation of the slums, he fell silent.

Some of the people living here are bankrupt businessmen, some are bankrupts dragged down by patients, and some are prisoners released from prison... In short, everyone who comes here has a story.

Faced with this situation, how can he help?
Can he give every bankrupt businessman a sum of money to turn them around?

As for patients, Zixiaoguan's medical skills are ahead of the times, but they are nothing compared to modern medicine.

In the 21st century, there are still so many incurable diseases that cannot be cured, let alone now.

It's just that at that time, there were various medical insurances, various subsidies from the state, and donations through various channels.

Whether the disease can be cured or not is not to be said, at least it will not be dragged into bankruptcy.

In ancient times, when an ordinary person was seriously ill, the best way was to let him eat something good, and then give up.

It's cruel, but it's the only way to survive.

There are also unwilling people who choose to go bankrupt to save their lives, and then there are couples who either sell themselves as slaves or come to the slums.

What should he do in the face of this situation?
He can help one, two, ten, or a hundred, but he can't help the entire slum, not even Li Shimin.

It's not that they don't want to but that they are not capable enough. There is only one way to help them, which is to increase productivity.

These problems can only be solved if the productivity is high enough to produce enough goods.

Any new ideas and new systems are all fart.

The only way to make the country strong and the people live and work in peace and contentment is to develop productive forces.

In the final analysis, the answer to all the problems encountered in survival is to develop productive forces.

The problems encountered in development can only be solved by development.

And now the flame of changing the times has been lit, which is the research class of Gewu.

In the future, he will devote more energy to investigating things, laying a solid foundation for science as soon as possible, and then leading the world into the age of steam.

As for the more advanced electrical age, let's put it aside for a while, I don't know if it will be possible in my lifetime.

But he is not worried about these, as long as the foundation of science is solidified and the scientific methodology is established, all of this will be realized sooner or later.

When he was thinking about the bright future, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Fortunately, he didn't walk fast before, he was only flashed, and he held on to the wall of the carriage in time and didn't fall down.

But still a little displeased: "What's the matter?"

Xu Shanying, who was driving the car, said, "Really, there is a child lying on the road."

Chen Jingke was relieved and said, "Go and help him up."

Xu Shanying said with some embarrassment: "You should take a look."

Chen Jingke frowned slightly, what's so interesting about this?However, he opened the curtain and looked outside.

It was found that there was a ragged child lying on the road, but he immediately discovered the abnormality.

There were many flies on the child, but he lay motionless.

Is it dead?This might suffocate him.

After careful observation, I found that the child's chest was slightly rising and falling, so I was relieved, as long as he was still alive.

That should be a coma.

Thinking of this, he quickly said: "It should be in a coma, go and have a look."

Yan Feng, who was protecting from the side, walked over a few steps, and was about to reach out to help him.

Unexpectedly, the child opened his eyes and took a look at him, and found that he was dressed unusually and was carrying a weapon, with panic in his eyes.

Then he shouted in a weak voice: "Aye, mother, help me, I can still work, I can still work."

Although the voice was very weak, it was enough for Chen Jingke to hear. His heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

"Go, find someone to ask about his situation."

"Here." Yan Feng responded, and went straight to a dilapidated house, knocked on the door and said, "Is anyone there, I want to ask something."

It's just that no matter how he knocked on the door, there was no movement inside, and he changed several houses one after another, but no one answered.

But just now he clearly saw people sticking their heads out of these houses.

Life is at stake. Chen Jingke will not wait, and said directly: "If you don't open the door, kick it open."

After receiving the order, Yan Feng let go of his hands and feet. First he threatened with words, but when he saw that no one opened the door, he kicked him directly.

The houses in this slum are all like paper. He walked through the door a few times and it was fine, but the door frame was about to collapse.

The people inside finally didn't dare to hide anymore, and hurriedly said: "Come here, don't kick the door."

Although the voice came out, the person did not open the door, but asked through the door: "If you have any questions, just ask, and I will answer honestly."

Yan Feng knew that they were afraid of wicked people, so he pretended to be vicious and said: "Whose family is that child outside? Why is he lying on the road?"

The person inside replied: "It's the girl of Master Hong. She was exhausted from work and was thrown out by her mother to fend for herself when she was useless."

Yan Feng frowned, and said, "Is there no one to care about?"

The people in the room said: "Everyone can't live on their own, who cares? The nobleman has money, why don't you take her away, it's her luck to give her a stutter."

Chen Jingke also heard this conversation, feeling angry and helpless, he said to Yan Feng: "Come back, since her family doesn't want her, let's take her away."

"Here." Yan Feng came over and picked up the terrified little girl.

However, at this moment, a woman in her 30s came out from nowhere and said, "What are you doing? This is my child. You want to rob the child in broad daylight. Is there any law?"

The child also showed joy when he saw her, and struggled: "Mother, save me, I can still work, I can still work."

Now Yan Feng didn't know what to do.

Chen Jingke knew the woman's intentions, grabbed a handful of copper coins from the purse, about twenty pieces, stretched out his hand and threw it at her feet, saying:
"Take the money and get out."

Seeing the money, the woman's eyes were full of greed, and she squatted on the ground to pick it up.Afraid of omissions, I checked it several times in succession.

She picked up all the money and counted it several times, but she said unwillingly: "It's only nineteen copper coins and you want to buy the daughter I have raised for eight years. You are playing like a beggar."

Chen Jingke just glanced at her and said, "Xu Shanying."

Xu Shanying understood in seconds, '唰' pulled out half of his knife, and shouted: "Get lost."

The woman didn't dare to say a word anymore, and ran away in fright.

Seeing her mother being frightened away and seeing the glaring weapons, the girl was too frightened to tremble and dare not speak.

Only then did Yan Feng lay her down on the floor of the car, and Xu Shanying drove the car away again.

When the little girl entered the carriage, there was a stench, which almost made Chen Jingke breathless, and it took a while to get used to it.

Looking carefully, the clothes on her body can no longer be called clothes, they are just a pile of rags and rags, which can barely cover her shameful parts.

Her hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and her body was so black that she couldn't see any color of her skin.

Judging by the body shape, it is five or six years old at most, so it doesn't look like a little eight years old.

No, it should be said that there is still a little human form.