Chapter 97

Name:Conquer the World Author:zhi bai
Hou Wenji walked out of his room and walked slowly down the stone path to the prison. Although Qing yamen is not the penalty yamen of the great Sui Dynasty, the means here are more frightening than Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment. The prisoners in the prisons of Dali temple and the Ministry of punishment may still have a chance to see the sun again, but it seems that no one can survive in the end. However, it does not mean that there will be no exception. It depends on whether Hou Wen needs it or not.

Seeing Hou Wenji coming from a distance, the 100 families on duty in the prison hurried forward to salute. Hou Wenji waved his hand casually, asked which house the suspect was locked in, and then walked slowly over.

The hundred leading households opened the door, and Hou Wenji motioned him not to follow. The hundred households quickly nodded and guarded at the door according to the handle of the waist horizontal knife.

The cell was dark and damp.

Although the fire on the wall is not small, the room is still dark and uncomfortable. The prison has only one iron door, no windows and no sunshine all year round. If the prisoners inside want a breath of fresh air, they are extravagant. The room was narrow but deep, and various instruments of torture hung on the walls on both sides, which made people shudder.

Hou Wenji seldom comes to the prison because he doesn't like the dead atmosphere here, let alone the rotten smell here.

There is a chair in the room where the chief judge sits. On the wall directly opposite the chair, a lute bone was pierced with an iron chain and nailed to the wall, which was a prisoner who could hardly see his original face. That night, Zhuo Buyi controlled the eagle with the skill of God, and then controlled the prisoner.

The seemingly simple fight that night, if you really feel it carefully, you can understand the mystery of Zhuo Buyi's means. Since the eagle can become a confidant of Yu Donglai, his cultivation will not be very low. His flaunting body like a bat and fierce sword like a snake are commendable, but he is such a martial artist with good cultivation. He was controlled by Zhuo Buyi tens of meters away and became a real puppet. The horror of Zhuo Buyi can be seen.

The suspect nailed to the wall hung his head, his hair was still dripping, and he didn't know whether it was water or blood.

Hou Wenji sat down in the chair and looked at the suspect who was almost out of human shape and frowned slightly. He slowly raised his left hand and flicked his fingers at the suspect. Quietly, the man hanging on the wall suddenly shook, couldn't help moaning in pain. When he looked again, there was a blood hole in his shoulder.

"Do you know how stupid you are?"

Hou Wenji picked up a bone cutting knife from one side of the table and repaired his nails. Looking at his slender white fingers, he said in a flat tone: "since your master entrusted you with this, he believes in your ability. It is said that Luo Yao in Yongzhou doesn't have a soft bone, which is disappointing today."

"I... don't want to die"

The man hanging on the wall answered with a hoarse voice.

"Your name is Luo Erlang?"

Without looking up, Hou Wenji continued: "Have you ever thought that your master might ruin his future just because you gave it up? Your Majesty's intention to appoint your master as a general from Sipin Lang yesterday has come down and transferred him to the right Xiaowei army in the northwest. That's a good place. Your master may be able to fight and soar to the sky in a short time. But because of you, he may not have time to put on the general Lang's armor Yangwei will have to be locked into Dali temple to plead guilty. Nine times out of ten, it will be ruined in this life. "

"I... don't want to die"

Luo Erlang repeated what he had just said. After a moment of silence, he added: "although... Although I am just a domestic slave, I... Don't think... My life is very cheap."

Hearing this, Hou Wen couldn't help laughing. He put down the bone cutting knife, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I like people who don't want to die, especially prisoners in my love yam. As long as a person doesn't want to die, he's not afraid that he can't spit out any secrets in his mouth."

"Although you have said almost what you should and shouldn't say, I won't convict you and kill you."

Hou Wenji smiled: "You can rest assured that at least I won't kill you for a long time, because I have a good use for keeping you. If you hadn't confessed today, maybe I wouldn't let you live. The man who was captured with you is locked in the room next to you. He basically did what he should have done, and didn't say a word what he shouldn't have done. That's a good slave, but ... you can live, but he has to die. "

"There is another difference between you and him..."

Hou Wenji got up, walked slowly to Luo Erlang, stopped not far away, looked at the bloody man and said gently: "Not only will you survive, I won't tell you anything you confessed today. When I come here, the secret will be sealed. The man next door didn't recruit his master, but his master must be implicated. If you recruit your master, I'll think I didn't see anything or hear anything."

"Thank you... Thank you!"

Luo Erlang raised his head hard to see who was in front of him.

"You're welcome."

Hou Wenji smiled and said, "let you live because you are useful. Don't involve your master, because your master is useful. As long as you live, I can make your master unlucky whenever I want. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, or maybe before he leaves the capital, if I take your mouth and give it to him, guess what will he react?"

A kind of fear flashed in Luo Erlang's eyes, and his eyes to Hou Wenji were begging.

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Without waiting for Luo Erlang to say anything, Hou Wenji reached out and patted him on the shoulder and continued: "He will hate you very much. He wants to peel off your skin, eat your meat and drink your blood. I heard that general Luo is half as cruel as his father. It's impressive. I think if I told general Luo, would he ask me not to expose him? No matter how cruel he is, he can't dare to treat me. He can only ask me."

"If I give your mouth to general Luo in Yongzhou City, what do you think he will do? Repeat the play more than 20 years ago? Kill your master himself, and then apologize again? Maybe it's possible, but he will kill your family before he comes to the capital."

"So"

Hou Wenji said, "you have your signature confession in your hand. Needless to say, Luo Yao and his sons will fear me and show kindness to me. They even spend a lot of money to buy me, and they may not be able to lose their money. As I asked you to guess just now, you must think that Luo Yao can still do something to kill his son. Right?"

Luo Erlang trembled and nodded, afraid to speak.

Hou Wenji shook his head: "You're wrong. Luo Yao can't do it now. He could have a son more than 20 years ago because he could have another son. He was lucky. He had seven daughters in a row and finally had a son who is not too stupid. Now... He's old. Even if he can have children, can he support the third son to grow up? He's not Luo Yao in those years... As he gets old, his worries become more and more serious More and more timid. "

"In order not to lose his son and all the status and glory he now has, Luo Yao will not refuse even if I ask Luo Yao to do something for me."

"Luo Yao will not refuse, and Luo Wen will not refuse."

"Because of a humble little man like you, because of such a confession, I have grasped the lifeblood of general Luo and general Luo. It's really worth it. Don't you think you're great? A domestic slave can also have the opportunity to bring down one big master and one small master."

Luo Erlang twitched at the corner of his mouth and asked, "you... You want to work for you with my childe and master!"

"I don't have the courage."

Hou Wenji smiled and said: "They all work for your majesty. However, I am very interested in making private agreements with military generals, which are good for both sides. In particular, I am willing to cooperate with general Luo Yao, a great general with unparalleled martial arts and prestige, and Luo Wen, a promising upstart. And you should be proud, because you are more important than both of them. If they If you don't obey me, I'll send you to the Tai Chi hall and let you say in front of your majesty, OK? "

"Don't bite your tongue or kill yourself."

Hou Wen looked contemptuously at Luo Erlang: "Your life is just icing on the cake. It's enough to have a confession. And as long as I like, although Yongzhou is located in the southwest border, your parents and your sister's heads can be sent to you in less than a month. Live well. It used to be for the Luo family, but now it's for yourself. You idiot give your master. I hope you're smart and good this time Think about what you should do. "

Luo Erlang's eyes were dead and could not see any vitality.

He's scared, really scared.

His previous desire to survive made him confess. Now he began to regret how he didn't die.

At this time, Liu Duxiu, one of the seven thousand households in the inner guard office, came in from the outside with a pile of files in his hand.

"Zhenfu envoy, all the files of the eagle case have been sorted out."

Hou Wenji gave a sound, took a look, and then put it under his arm. He looked at Luo Erlang and told Liu Duxiu, "heal him, give him food and drink, and give him wine if he wants to find a woman. Let him live well. We have to rely on Luo Erlang for help in the future."

"Here"

Liu Duxiu answered.

Hou Wenji turned and walked out. When he got to the door, he stopped and said, "tomorrow morning, give me an appointment with the new Siping Lang general Luo Wenluo to ask for a decent table in Kesheng residence. He said I had something important to discuss with him."

"Here"

Hearing this, Luo Erlang's body trembled fiercely, and he fainted with fear.

"Don't tell anyone that this man is still alive."

Hou Wen whispered to Liu Duxiu, "commander Luo, don't tell me either."

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The only store on the East 20th Street without a sign is fangxie's shop. He has rented it here for more than ten days. It seems that he is not in a hurry to do some business to subsidize his expenses. Although he doesn't bring much silver from fan Gu, at least he doesn't even have enough money to buy a six or seven grade petty official.

In order to take care of the big dog, he also hired two servants, a little schoolboy and a little servant girl.

The two servants have nothing to do on weekdays, except cleaning the house, taking care of the big dog who can't get up, eating, drinking and sleeping. One of the things they must do is stew for the big dog.

Fang Xie recently fell in love with the hot soup noodles at the door, coupled with a cage of steamed stuffed buns, and had a delicious meal. His stomach was very warm and comfortable.

The climate in the evening is much cooler, and Fang Xie seems to be in a good mood. The three of them found a place to sit at the snack stall at the door, ordered some cold dishes, but didn't ask for wine. Mu Xiaoyao is giving up drinking. Fang Xie doesn't want to arouse her greedy insect.

Before the meal came up, an uninvited guest sat down beside Fang Xie impolitely.

"Damn it, it's so hot!"

The visitor untied his clothes without grace, revealing a piece of white fat.

"Xiang qingniu, what are you doing here if you don't eat and drink spicy food in qingxuguan? I don't have anything good to entertain you."

Fang Xie smiled and asked.

"Oh, you have no conscience!"

Xiang qingniu stared at Fang Xie and said angrily, "I saved your life. It's just that you're not grateful. You're so stingy that you don't even care about food. Is there any humanity?"

"Pipe!"

Fang Xie nodded and said, "hot soup noodles, small steamed buns."

"Three bowls of noodles and five cages of steamed stuffed buns!"

Xiang qingniu greeted the boss impolitely and said, "do you have any wine? Come up with two or three kilograms!"

"Wine..."

Mu Xiaoyao repeated it faintly, his eyes bright and scary.

"Do you want to die?"

Fang Xie asked qingniu.

Xiang qingniu was afraid of women, especially beautiful women. Seeing the frightening expression of Mu Xiaoyao, he immediately shook his head and said, "don't want to die!"

"Don't mention wine if you don't want to die!"

Fang Xie said with a smile.

Xiang qingniu looked at his waist wrongfully, then turned to the boss and said, "no more wine... Give me two pots of hot water, you know..."