My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

The prison car left Xinzheng City under the escort of a group of soldiers and headed for the military camp outside the city.

Han An's playful eyes were engraved in Ying Chengyu's mind.

After a long while, Ying Chengqiao said quietly: "You are still evil!"

Although Han An first mentioned Mrs. Han and then made armor, he also completely separated the relationship between Han Wang An and Han An by calling himself, caring about Ying Chengyu like an elder.

But every word Han An tried to sow discord between Ying Chengyu and Ying Zheng.

He even used Zhang Rang and Lu Buwei as examples to make Ying Chengxuan feel a sense of crisis!

Unfortunately, what Han An didn't know was that Ying Chengyu trusted Ying Zheng, and Ying Chengyu also believed that Ying Zheng trusted him.

Ying Chengyu further believed that a man with ambitions in the world would not cut off his arm before he could realize his ambition because his left hand might strangle him in the future.

But at the same time, Ying Chengxuan has always been very clear that trust needs to be cared for, cultivated, repaired and irrigated. If you blindly rely on trust and family affection, you will act unscrupulously, and no matter how much trust you have, it will be destroyed.

How to deal with the relationship with Ying Zheng is something that Ying Chengyu has been thinking about.

Therefore, Ying Chengyuan was not at all disturbed by Han An's provocation, and even wanted to laugh a little.

But a restless Han An is definitely not in Ying Chengyu’s interests!

"Uncle, I hope you can stay in peace and take care of yourself. If you are restless..." Ying Chengyu sighed softly: "My nephew, try your best to save the lives of your heirs."

Getting on his horse, Ying Chengyu shouted in a deep voice: "Pass this general's order!"

"If the Korean army does not surrender within a quarter of an hour, kill them!"

"If any powerful person dares to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, kill him!"

"Anyone in the army who dares to break into a house and plunder, humiliate the head of Guizhou, hide the profits of war, kill good people and take credit for merit, kill them!"

"Order Su Jiao to lead his own troops to guard all the gates of the Han Palace. No entry or exit is allowed!"

"Order Tengfu's troops to clean up the battlefield, appease the people, and don't allow unrest in the city!"

"make……"

A group of messengers quickly rushed to the generals after receiving the order.

Ying Chengyu looked at Han Lang again: "What is the official position?"

Han Lang immediately handed over his hand: "Therefore, the eunuch of Han, Han Lang, pays homage to the general."

Ying Chengyu asked again: "Do you know anything about the powerful officials in the city?"

Han Lang lowered his hand and responded: "I understand a little bit."

The eunuch's understanding of the ministers of the foreign dynasty was not as complete as that of Lang Zhongling, but if he knew nothing about the foreign dynasty, he would not be able to continue his work as an eunuch.

Ying Chengyu said to the hexagram master: "Take the list listed by this general and follow Han Huancheng to find the person."

"Kill those who deserve to be killed, and please those who deserve to be invited."

The hexagram master immediately handed over his hand: "Wei!"

Then the hexagram master looked at Han Lang and said coldly: "Lead the way from the front."

Han Lang glanced at the prison car going away and reluctantly handed over his hand: "Yes!"

After arranging the post-war matters, Ying Chengyu finally looked at Zhang Rang who was unconscious and lying on the ground: "Please get in the car and take Prime Minister Zhang back to his home."

The Zhang family members looked at Ying Chengyu in disbelief when they heard this.

What did they hear?

Ying Chengyu actually wanted to send Zhang Rang back home!

Zhang Pu knelt on the ground, cupped his hands in gratitude and shouted: "Thank you, Lord Chang'an, for your kindness!"

Ying Chengyu's tone was a little incomprehensible: "Thank you early."

Zhang Pu:? ? ?

Zhang Pu looked at Ying Chengyu in confusion.

What do you mean I'm sorry?

Before Zhang Pu could think about it, Zhang Rang had already been loaded into the carriage, and Ying Chengyu also rode away.

As a giant family that has been entrenched in South Korea for more than a hundred years, the Zhang Mansion covers an area of ​​nearly half of the Han Palace.

But at this moment, everyone in Zhang's residence has been taken away by Zhang Sheng, and even the ground in the courtyard has been dug up, as if it had been gnawed by dogs.

Apparently, before Zhang Sheng left, he asked his servants to dig up the ground and remove all the money hidden in the ground.

But Ying Chengyu didn't come here just to ransack the house.

Kicking open the main door of Zhang's mansion, Ying Chengyu pointed to the spacious table in the main seat and ordered: "Place Prime Minister Zhang here."

Ying Chengyu ordered again: "Idiot, go back to the Central Army and get two jars of oil."

"Go find a needle and thread. The needle must be thin. Take whatever thread you find."

"Find all the candles in the mansion and light them in the main hall."

"Go and boil more hot water and bring it over..."

Orders were issued one after another, and the soldiers were turned around under the command of Ying Chengyu.

The eighth husband finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, what are you going to do?"

Ying Chengyu washed his hands in the basin and responded casually: "Save people."

The eighth husband blinked, looked around and looked at Zhang Rang who was lying on the table, and asked hesitantly: "Master, you don't want to save him, do you?"

Ying Chengqiao took off Zhang Rang's armor and clothes while smiling and nodding: "Yes."

As the clothes left his body, Zhang Rang's injuries appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Rang had five arrow wounds on his chest alone, three gunshot wounds, and one arrow wound on his back, with an arrow cluster directly penetrating his abdomen.

There were four stab wounds on his legs and right arm, and the flesh was turned outwards like a baby's mouth!

The eighth husband slapped his mouth: "This man is dead, why should the master of the family bother?"

"I'd rather go to the Han Palace and invite the Korean imperial doctor to diagnose and treat him."

Even the doctors would not take a look at this kind of injury and would just wave their hands.

There is no hope, just wait for death, say goodbye!

Bafu didn't think that inviting the imperial doctor would be able to cure Zhang Rang at all, but it would just make the Zhang family feel that Ying Chengyu valued them more.

Ying Chengyu felt a little helpless when he saw such injuries: "Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"Fortunately, no major artery was injured, and the bleeding was not too much."

"Clean the blood from this person first."

He ordered his soldiers to use warm water to carefully wash away the dirt and rust on Zhang Rang's body. Ying Chengyu then asked his soldiers to tie Zhang Rang's limbs to the four corners of the table.

Holding a fine iron sewing needle, twisting the rope, Ying Chengyu pierced the flesh of Zhang Rang's right leg.

"ah!!!"

As the needle penetrated his flesh, Zhang Rang, who was originally in a comatose state, woke up with a cry.

"Mr. Chang'an?" Zhang Rang opened his eyes and saw Ying Chengyu, and subconsciously shouted: "You ruined my Korean foundation, you will die a good death!"

Ying Chengyu responded without raising his head: "Save your strength, I'll scold you later."

"Bachifu, gag him."

The eighth husband happily promised: "As you command!"

Zhang Rang raised his head and shouted angrily: "You idiot...how dare you insult me ​​like this!"

Seeing Ying Cheng piercing his flesh with the needle, Zhang Rang's eyes unconsciously filled with panic.

The silk thread follows the needle, piercing the skin and flesh together.

Pain, numbness, itching and many other feelings rushed into Zhang Rang's mind. Zhang Rang couldn't help but cry out: "Chang'an Jun, you must not... wuwuwu!"

A ball of silk was forcefully stuffed into Zhang Rang's mouth by Yafu, blocking Zhang Rang's next words.

Zhang Rang could only stare at Ying Chengyu in horror and anger.

If looks could kill, Ying Chengyu would have been cut to pieces by Zhang Rang!

It's a pity, if it's just what if.

Zhang Rang's gaze couldn't even slow down Ying Chengyu's movements.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ying Chengyu looked at the collapsed silk thread, frowned and murmured: "Did the thread collapse?"

"How about changing the twine?"

"Or sew the inner flesh first, then sew the outer flesh, and finally sew the skin?"

Listening to Ying Chengyu's demonic whisper, Zhang Rang's eyes widened in pain and he kept trying to make a sound.

Don’t you just want to torture yourself to find out the truth?

I said!

I said it’s not okay!

But what exactly are you asking me for?