Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 623 Ming version Kawashima?

Song Qingshu is a time traveler, but unfortunately he is not a master of martial arts. He fell down in response to the sound of howling crossbow arrows, and lay on the ground. The sound rang, and before the corners of the eyes of the black-clothed ninjas could fully reveal their smiles, they had already thrown themselves into the cold mountain spring water.

On the other side, the two ninjas know ninjutsu, and they are good at shooting fire, but it seems that Song Qingshu's personal soldiers are better at fire escape. Little Bao, who was so anxious that his eyes were red, took out his revolver and snapped a few shots. Zhenghuan's two black-clothed ninjas were directly beaten into sieves, stepping on the bodies of the two, and the soldiers hurriedly surrounded Song Qingshu. out.

Being supported, Song Qingshu stood up in a sad muddy body, pulled off his clothes, the buckles of the two layers of chain mail staggered and just caught the crossbow arrows, and the scissors almost sank into the interception of several layers of silk inside. Song Qingshu broke out in a cold sweat.

I would also like to thank Yuan Chonghuan for this. When he was commanding the battle at Guangqumen, he was shot like a hedgehog by the heavy arrows of Jiannu, but nothing happened. Historians record that he was wearing heavy armor. This heavy armor is just one layer The lock is covered with a layer of silk, which means that several layers of armor are stacked on top of each other. Now Song Qingshu can't afford to die, so he learned the unique skill of Master Yuan to draw a gourd. This method is really effective, and the sharp crossbow is stunned. He didn't even break his skin.

"Bitch!"

Seeing that Song Qingshu was fine, Xiaobao was relieved, but at this time he didn't care about the golden branches and jade leaves. The furious guy went up and slapped the disappointed Chang Ping to the ground, but it was hard to catch his breath. Song Qingshu But anxiously kicked his butt again.

"Hurry up and arrest someone! Don't fucking run away!"

But there are still a few Japanese warriors rushing here with their swords in hand!This time Changping might be bad for him, Song Qingshu knew that the only thing he missed was that there were Japanese people colluding with him, Changping is a lonely family, the most important thing is to catch the mastermind behind the scenes!Hearing Song Qingshu's yelling, he woke up suddenly, leaving forty people to form a human wall to surround their coach, cursing the other party's eight generations of ancestors, and holding the revolver high, Xiaobao chased out in a rage.

Looking at Chang Ping's fiery eyes on the ground, Song Qingshu rubbed his face depressed again, and waved his hand sadly.

"Tied up!"

To say that this wave of assassins is only a few ninjas are powerful, and they were beaten into a sieve by firearms. A few young warriors are really stinging their feet. He directly took the butt of the gun and threw it on the ground, tied it with hemp rope, and pushed it to Song Qingshu. He turned his head and looked at Mount Hiei, who suddenly felt gloomy. eyes, Song Qingshu waved his hand gloomyly.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, take it away!"

In response, I don't know if they often do kidnapping, a few pickers took out black sacks from their waists, put a set on a few people's heads, pushed and left.

This incident was a bit of a big deal, and the first division in charge of the guard immediately put Nijo Castle under martial law. At the same time, Li Xiangjun, who was awakened, immediately went out and issued an order to cancel all vacations for the several divisions resting in Osaka, and immediately marched to Kyoto!
The staff department at this end was tossed again, while at the other end, Song Qingshu personally interrogated several assassins in person, including Chang Ping, and several little Japanese were kneeling under the general's shogunate hall, which is a bit of a famous name , sitting on the Japanese army stool with his thighs spread apart, Song Qingshu squeezed his fists and creaked, and Zhang Fei roared.

"Tell me, who ordered you?"

Chang Ping turned his little head to the side in disdain, the little Japanese were a bit bloody, they opened their mouths and shut their mouths and yelled endlessly, the veins on his forehead popped up, Song Qingshu couldn't help revealing a cold smile , waved to Xiaobao, and Xiaobao, who was also in a cold sweat from fright, immediately smiled grinningly and led others to drag a few small Japanese to the side.

Li Zicheng knew how to use a pincer, but Song Qingshu could also use it. Three sticks of wood were strangled towards his thigh, his fingers, and his head, and the pitiful screams of grinning and slaughtering pigs immediately rang out.

Just now she looked indifferent, but after hearing the scream, Auntie Zhu's rouge and delicate face immediately showed a look of fear, and she managed to maintain a calm look, and a layer of pimple appeared on her smooth forehead. Sweating, the muscles around the small mouth twitched involuntarily.Looking at Song Qingshu in this way, he was very happy, and this little aunt would be afraid of her feelings, she was just a baby.

"Princess, did Chongzhen order you to assassinate me? Did he collude with the shogunate?"

"Humph!"

With a flick of her little head, Chang Ping turned her head away again in disdain, but immediately, she trembled violently for a few times, and Song Qingshu let out a burst of obscene laughter that is unique to devils in anti-Japanese war movies.

"Don't say it? Then we will have to be literary but not come to martial arts! This is the Japanese country! These Japanese pirates are the ancestors of perverts, especially when dealing with women, they have a lot of ways!"

This is the place where the shogunate tortured and punished. Song Qingshu dragged Changping by the rope tied behind his back and walked in. When he opened the door, let alone, he was a little dumbfounded. It was just to scare Changping, but he really entered After entering the torture room behind the lobby, there are really all kinds of things in it. The "special" guys that later generations Song Qingshu saw in the island country are all in it, and the wooden torture tools that look like mushrooms make Song Qingshu really suspicious of morality. Kawanie Hikaru or any other shogun of a certain generation is really a pervert.

"See, this thing is called a stone hug, let the prisoner kneel up, and then press a big stone on his leg, that taste, tsk tsk!"

Pointing to a washboard-like thing on the ground, the sharp teeth are much sharper than the washboard, Song Qingshu gestured in a dark way, seeing that there seemed to be dark blood scabs on the sharp saw teeth, obviously Thinking about what he would look like when he knelt down, Chang Ping's little face immediately turned pale, but the girl still snorted coldly.

"There's also that one, called a triangular wooden donkey! It's a bit like our Daming's wooden donkey. It strips off a young girl like His Highness, and rides on it. The sharp point of the triangle just fits in His Highness's position as a woman, and then tie it on the calf. Stone, do you want to try it, Your Highness?"

"Bah, nasty!"

Obviously, she was quite frightened, especially in a feudal society where starvation was minor and injustice was serious. Chang Ping was already terrified by the word wooden donkey. It was impossible for her as a woman to be like a group of two-faced ministers in the capital. Just like the sisters in Bada Hutong, if she sat on this instrument of torture, the pain would be light, but the humiliation would make her feel ashamed and angry. In the struggle, Aimee Zhu was obviously shaken, but with the last trace of stubbornness, this dead girl Still angrily spit out a mouthful of saliva.

"And this, don't underestimate a wooden beam, it's also a thing that kills people, tie His Highness on it like a four-horse horse tying a pig, and then tie a big stone around His Highness's waist, and within an hour or three quarters, His Highness' waist will be I have to take it off, and for the rest of my life, I can only spend the rest of my life paralyzed, I can't even control myself to defecate, and the appearance of feces and urine is really worse than death!"

"Stop it, stop it, you devil!"

Huarong turned pale with fright, Chang Ping desperately pushed back, and the little hands tied behind him were also twitching vigorously, trying to hug her chest to find a sense of security. Seeing her collapsed appearance, Song Qingshu's face Finally got serious.

"Your Highness, please tell me, who is the mastermind of this assassination? Did the Chongzhen seek the shogunate, or did the shogunate actively seek Chongzhen?"

This problem is really serious at this juncture. The West India Company has a lot of interests in the country. If Tokugawa Iemitsu wants to turn his face and really cause Song Qingshu a lot of trouble, then he has to preemptively strike. If the Ministry provoked a civil war in the Wa Kingdom, he would not hesitate to delay the important event of Yingtian for a month or two.

Unfortunately, even though she collapsed from fright, Auntie Zhu still shook her head nervously.

"I don't know, I don't know!"

"Then no wonder Ben is handsome!"

Sighing, Song Qingshu waved his hand gloomily: "Your Highness, please get on the wooden horse!"

"No! No! Bastard! Let me go!"

In an instant, the fear reached the extreme, and being supported by several soldiers, holding them up on the triangular wood, Chang Ping's terrified embroidered shoes were kicked out. Unfortunately, these soldiers are all Song Qingshu's hardcore, so how could they have any influence on her as an assassin? With the slightest bit of sympathy, a flick of the skirt made her sit on it.

But at this wait, Xiaobao suddenly rushed in at the door.

"Marshal, Tokugawa Ieohu, the sixth shogunate probe, please see me!"

"How many people will he come?"

Just one, with two bearers!
Liuboluo Tanti was established by the shogunate in Kyoto to monitor the royal family, and to deal with and mediate the conflicts between the crimes of the Kansai samurai and ministers. He can be regarded as the most important figure in the shogunate in Kyoto. Without him, the [-] soldiers of the shogunate in Kyoto would be useless. Fly, this person came alone to ask for an interview, but he showed some sincerity. Song Qingshu couldn't help raising his brows when he heard this, and nodded immediately.

"Call him in!"

Turning his head again, looking at Chang Ping, who was crying in fear, Song Qingshu waved helplessly: "Let her down first."

Ieoh Tokugawa is a fat old man in his fifties, he looks a bit like Iemitsu Tokugawa, holding the hem of his kimono, he also rushed in with sweat on his forehead, many characters of the Japanese country are Kanji katakana, so as a high-ranking nobleman, this guy also has a bit of Chinese foundation, so he bowed awkwardly when he came up.

"Hearing that the commander-in-chief and the assassin, the subordinate officials are terrified, wondering if the commander-in-chief is safe and sound!"

Just as he was talking, those young warriors screamed like killing pigs again, causing him to turn his head away, but he shouted in astonishment.

"Isn't this Takajikuro?"

"you recognize?"

Song Qingshu's eyes widened immediately.

(End of this chapter)