Daming heir

Chapter 336
"Uuuuuuu..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

No one cared about the origin and background of the small banner officer of the Beijing Army. He was tightly tied to the tiger stool, dripping with sweat, and stared in horror at Zhang Hui who kept approaching him.

The long-armed spoon filled with molten iron and the bone-scraping knife blooming with cold light seem to be the black and white impermanence that captivates the soul.

With a piece of stinky cloth stuffed into his mouth, the little flag officer could only whimper pleadingly.

And because of the excessive panic, the dilated pupils of Xiao Banner's pupils kept shrinking.

"You can only see me now, because you are afraid."

Zhang Hui made a sound like a saw with a gap being pulled on a block of wood: "I know the look in your eyes very clearly, far more clearly than those in the Tai Hospital. Because everyone will be the same as you are now."

"do not be afraid."

"Death is just a momentary thing. Most people will pass out without even being hit by a knife and axe, and die without feeling a trace of pain."

Zhang Hui pressed on every step, and a few drops of molten iron in the long-armed ladle hit the wall of the ladle, escaped, and landed on the little flag officer's exposed thigh.

In the dark interrogation room, there was a burst of buzzing sound.

Afterwards, the little flag officer let out another burst of whimpering and moaning.

What he hopes most now is that, as the demon in front of him said, he can pass out all of a sudden, and die without any intuition.

However, no matter how hard the little banner officer tried, his sanity became clearer and clearer.

Just like what the demon in front of me said, I tried my best to drive him out of my sight, but no matter what, my vision would always be occupied by this demon.

But Zhang Hui didn't intend to let go of this damn little banner officer of the Imperial Guard who dared to betray the imperial court.

If it wasn't because of the seriousness of the matter, Zhang Hui would not be willing to do it himself at all. The few apprentices he has trained recently still need more training.

"Actually, I know that as long as I take what is in your mouth now, you will definitely tell everything."

Zhang Hui had already hung the long-arm ladle filled with molten iron on the little flag officer's lap, staring at the frightened little flag officer with gleaming green eyes, holding the bone scraping knife and sticking out his tongue Licked the blade.

"It's just that in order to ensure that what you said is not missed, I always use punishment first."

"Forgive me, bear with it, it will pass soon."

abnormal!
This man is a crazy pervert!
The little flag officer who couldn't speak could only stare at the long-armed ladle that the devil would choose to fill his thigh with molten iron and slowly tilt it.

The crimson aqueous iron solution, like honey that has been boiled for a long time, flowed down from the long-armed spoon in strings, and then landed on the flesh of the thigh.

A stabbing pain awakened Xiao Banner's drowsy consciousness once again, and his eyes stared blankly at his thigh, which was turning into a pit at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scope was getting bigger and bigger.

A burning smell immediately entered the little flag officer's nose.

Finally, after letting the pain last for a long time, the little flag officer finally passed out.

However, Zhang Hui did not stop what he was doing.

The Tai Hospital still needs his summary report, so that more good people and officers and soldiers in Daming can get more medical assistance.

The burning smell in the dark room became more and more intense.

The boning knife in Zhang Hui's hand was already covered with blood, and he kept reporting statistics and summary points in his mouth. The two subordinates had long been used to it, and their faces were calm and numb, holding a pen and paper to record.

Time flowed drop by drop.

When Zhang Hui began to roughly sprinkle the hemostatic powder on the little banner officer's legs, the little banner officer finally woke up slowly as if he had changed into a different person.

Zhang Hui's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face: "Are you awake?"

A trace of panic flashed in Xiao Banner's eyes, and then it became numb, like dementia.

Zhang Hui didn't care about this, but asked the two subordinates who had recorded the data required by the Tai Hospital to take another interrogation statement and prepare to record the relevant content of the case.

He moved a stool and walked beside the little flag officer.

Holding the boning knife in his hand, he stuck to the exposed white bones of the little flag official, and pierced it in at once.

The little flag officer twitched for a while, and the smelly cloth stuffed in his mouth was finally removed by Zhang Hui.

"Now, I ask, you answer. If the answer is not good, I don't mind providing more detailed research data for Tai Hospital."

The little flag official who had his mouth freed just moaned in a muffled voice. Hearing Zhang Hui's words at this moment, his eyes showed a look of calmness and joy.

"When did you start..."

Just as Zhang Hui asked, there was already a sound of footsteps behind him.

His ears twitched, because Zhang Hui had been in this imperial prison for a long time at the request of the Supreme Hospital to conduct research on criminals, and Zhang Hui could clearly distinguish that this was the footsteps of His Highness the Grandson.

Hearing footsteps, Zhang Hui immediately got up and turned around.

"My subordinates see His Royal Highness Taisun."

Zhu Yunxi frowned and looked at the dim interrogation room, forgetting to take a look at the little flag officer who was tied to the tiger stool and had already been incontinent with feces and urine, his thighs were bloody and bloody.

"How did you make such a mess?"

Zhang Hui turned his head and glanced at the little banner officer who had long been numb as if he had lost his soul, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "This subordinate deserves to die. Next time, His Highness will definitely not let His Highness see the scene of torture."

Zhu Yunxi curled his lips, his expression a little tense.

He glared at Zhang Hui who was still smiling at himself, thinking he was being courteous.

"You still come as you want."

Zhang Hui responded, looking very happy.

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and looked at the little banner officer who was staring at him.From the eyes of the other party, I can't see a trace of begging or pain.

"Is my family treating you well?"

Zhu Yunxi just asked this question, and then stood under the only small window here where the sun was shining.

Because of the pain in his body, the little flag officer groaned twice in his throat, but his eyes were strangely calm: "Your Highness treated me very well. The post station was restructured, the tax office was restructured, and the imperial court placed countless disabled brothers in the army." The brothers of the Suppression Wo Army and the South Conquest Army are even more fair in rewarding money, and their military merits are recorded in the book."

Zhu Yunxi frowned, and silently turned his back.

Seeing this, Zhang Hui immediately stepped forward, waved his hand and slapped the little flag officer heavily on the face: "Then you still have to do such things!"

Blood dripped from the corner of Xiao Banner's mouth, mixed with spittle, but there was an ugly smile on his face.

"The subordinates are greedy, always thinking that they should have a better life."

Contempt appeared on Zhang Hui's face, and he turned his head to look at the back of the emperor's grandson: "Bastard, you have obviously entered the inspection list of the lecture hall, as long as you enter the lecture hall, you may not be able to become a general in my Ming army in the future , as long as you dare to fight hard, what kind of good life will not come!"

The little flag officer laughed at himself, shook his head and silently lowered his head.

The corner of his mouth began to flow uncontrollably, dripping blood mixed with saliva.

After half a sound.

Officer Xiaoqi said in a low voice: "Ask, I'll tell you everything, please finish me when I'm done."

Zhang Hui's face brightened: "Who ordered you to communicate with Dashengguan Chenjiacun in tandem?"

"It's the monk of Longquan Temple on the Guanzi Mountain (Daishan/Daishan) in Dashengguan."

Zhang Hui paused slightly, apparently surprised by the answer.

He couldn't help turning his head again to look at the emperor's grandson bathed in the sunlight behind the small window.

Zhu Yunxi lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice, "Go on."

Only then did Zhang Hui dare to continue to ask the little banner officer: "How many people in the Beijing army are like you?"

The little flag officer raised his head to look at Zhang Hui, and shook his head: "I don't know, every time I took the opportunity of going back to Chenjia Village, I made contact with him on the grounds of going up the mountain to pilgrimage."

Zhang Hui asked again: "Did you let Chenjia Village spread the rumors about Dashengguan?"

Officer Xiaoqi nodded: "Let the word out, I can get 3000 mu of land and 500 taels of silver, no matter where it is. Chen Sheng and Chen Sanhu of Chenjia Village can each get [-] taels of silver. If we want to leave the Central Plains, They will arrange for us to go to Champa Road."

Zhang Hui frowned more and more, and as he asked more deeply, the answers he got became more and more frightening. Even though he had used countless execution methods that could make gods and ghosts fear him in this prison, he also gave birth to The hesitation that dare not continue to ask.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Hui continued to ask: "After the rumors spread this time, what are you going to do? I'm afraid the three thousand acres of land and money are not just for you to spread rumors."

Zhang Hui stared at the little flag officer with fiery eyes, unwilling to let go of any imperceptible changes on the opponent's face.

The little flag officer looked at Zhang Hui indifferently and numbly, endured the pain, and grinned: "They said that many people in the Beijing Army will leave Beijing this time, and they want us to inform the location of the Beijing Army who are leaving Beijing at any time. .”

Zhang Hui was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why do they want to know this? How can they contact you?"

The little flag official shook his head sadly: "I don't know, they didn't say what they would do after knowing this. They want to contact us, and they will take the initiative to find us."

Zhang Hui asked again: "Then how do you know who is looking for you?"

The little flag officer closed his mouth, lowered his head and shook.

Zhang Hui was a little anxious, wanting to know more details. He waved the boning knife in the air twice, and his gaze became gloomy.

"Say it clearly! Otherwise..."

"Enough!" Zhu Yunxi turned around, with a gloomy face like a pool of stagnant water, looked at Zhang Hui with a tense expression, and snorted coldly: "Give him a good time."

Zhang Hui's eyes flickered, and he turned sideways to watch the grandson go outside, then turned around and turned the boning knife in his hand, looking at the little flag officer.

"Don't worry, since His Highness said it, you will act faster and it won't make you feel anything."

The little flag officer chuckled twice, raised his head, raised his neck, and looked at Zhang Hui calmly.

"Man, too much desire is not..."

"Cuckoo..."

Zhang Hui covered Xiao Banner's eyes with one hand, and slid the boning knife across his neck with the other.

The blade is as sharp as a cicada's wings cutting paper.

Blood gushed out like a spring, but when Zhang Hui let go of his hands, there was really no trace of pain on Xiao Banner's face.

……

"The wind and snow are getting lighter."

Zhu Yunxi, who came out of the imperial prison in a suit, stood in the courtyard of the locust tree with only one leaf left, looked up at the sky where only sporadic snowflakes fell, and exhaled a cloud of white smoke and hot air.

Tian Mai was waiting in the locust tree courtyard, and when he saw the grandson coming out, he stepped on the snow and approached: "Your Highness."

Zhu Yunxi's eyes flickered, and he looked at Tian Mai: "The matter has been found out, but not everything has been found out."

Tian Mai raised his head with doubts in his eyes.

After thinking for a while, Tian Mai said in a low voice: "Should I ask my subordinates to hand over the confession records so that the guards can continue to investigate secretly?"

Jin Yiwei is Daming's spy, but it can also be said that he is under the nose of everyone.But the hidden guards are different, there are very few people who know of their existence.

It's like, who would have known that Si Gao Yangzhi, the official official of the Ming Dynasty and the chief envoy of Jiaozhi Road, Si Gao Yangzhi, would also be a secret guard?

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a moment, then shook his head and refused: "There is no need to investigate, what happened to this matter has actually been laid out on the surface."

"But..." Tian Mai still wanted to find out everything.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the other party: "If you don't investigate this place, tell me to go ahead and investigate the Beijing army in Beijing and away from Beijing. Anyone who is suspected will be recorded and handed over to Jinyiwei to arrest."

Those who were supposed to eat vegetarian food and recite Buddha's name, and were celibate, actually inserted their hands into the Ming army.

This is something Zhu Yunxi will never allow.

Although Tian Mai didn't know what happened in the prison just now, but seeing the grandson's expression, he knew that things might not be that simple, so he immediately bowed and clasped his fists to accept the order.

At this time, Zhang Hui, who killed the little flag officer, had already walked out of the prison holding a rag and wiping his hands.

It should have been in the prison for a long time. The moment Zhang Hui stepped out of the prison, he obviously narrowed his eyes and lowered his head.

"Your Highness, do you want Sun Qianhu to bring someone over to Dashengguan Chenjia Village?"

Zhang Hui asked in a low voice, then grabbed a lump of snow under his feet, and melted it on his hands to take away the blood stains that had dried up on the palms and backs of his hands and could not be wiped off.

Zhu Yunxi looked back at the blood spots on Zhang Hui's hand accompanied by melting snow: "You take the people there yourself."

Then, Zhu Yunxi snorted softly: "Could it be possible for my Ming Dynasty to have a Chen Sheng?"

Zhang Hui agreed with a smile, and said in a low voice: "It's just the same name, and there will be no radical change in the pre-Qin period in the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Go."

Zhang Hui bowed to accept the order, passed the grandson, and walked outside the locust tree.

Taisun didn't let Sun Qianhu take people to Dasheng Pass, but wanted to take people there himself. The meaning is very clear, this matter needs to be heavily coded, which probably means not to stay.

In terms of other things, I am not as good as Sun Qianhu.

When it comes to killing people, Sun Qianhu is not as good as himself.

Tian Mai looked at Zhang Hui, the God of Killing, who had finally left the imperial prison, and his mind was full of thoughts, and he lowered his head and whispered: "Your Highness, do you want to go back to the manor?"

Zhu Yunxi looked up over the heavy eaves of the Jinyiwei Yamen, and looked outside: "Chaoyang Gate hasn't gone yet."

……

"Although the wind and snow outside are a little lighter now, you have been in Yunnan for many years and conquered the natives. Now that you have returned to Beijing, you should cultivate yourself. With the support of the immediate military guards, there will be no major incidents in Beijing."

In the Chaoyangmen tower, Zhu Yunxi put the eight-treasure tea brought over from the Jinyiwei yamen on the small stove and boiled it. He smiled and persuaded Mu Ying who was pulled in from the outside, and lost a few things in his hand. Grilled on the charcoal stove aside.

Mu Ying was covered in armor, and because of the iron armor on her body, she could only sit with her back straight and her hips spread across from Zhu Yunxi.

Because of the baking of the stove around him, the snow brought in from the outside on his body was melting rapidly, and then turned into snow water and dripped down the armor on the ground.

Mu Ying looked at the grandson and son-in-law who were sitting in front of her and waited for the eight-treasure tea to be cooked, and said with a light smile: "Without trust in the army, there is no way to gain prestige. Since I have made a promise in front of all officials, I must execute it meticulously."

The mouth of the teapot began to make a gurgling sound, and clouds of water vapor came out.

Zhu Yunxi shook his head helplessly, poured a cup of eight-treasure tea for Mu Ying, and then poured one for himself, took a sip before continuing: "With my father-in-law in Beijing, I feel that I am not afraid to do things at all."

Mu Ying, who was about to drink tea, frowned slightly, put down the teacup silently, and looked at Zhu Yunxi solemnly: "Is it very embarrassing?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded and smiled: "Buddhism, it should be a group of Fangwai experts who don't eat the fireworks of the world, but they also have the idea of ​​enjoying the fireworks of the world."

Mu Ying fell silent.

The Buddhism of the Ming Dynasty is a special existence, so special that almost every clan prince who is in the vassal, His Majesty will choose a master from the Buddhism to accompany him.

The reasons for this are long-standing, and it is not appropriate to be too ostentatious at the moment.

But everyone knows what kind of results such an approach will produce.Zhaozhao Qingshi has countless pasts that can make people learn lessons.

So in these years, in order to balance this force outside the court, the court has repeatedly paid attention to the Taoist sect.

Zhang Sanfeng of Taoist Wudang Mountain is the most respected.

At the beginning of Hongwu, the Ming army entered Shu. At that time, the Wulong, Nanyan and Zixiao Palaces on Taihe Mountain were all destroyed by the war. Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples to rebuild the Taoist temple. He failed to persuade Zhu Chun, the king of Shu, to enter the Taoism, and then disappeared among the world.

In the 17th year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang begged Zhang Sanfeng with Huayi guest service, but failed.

In the 18th year of Hongwu, he sent people to urge Sanfeng, but failed.

In the 24th year of Hongwu, he sent people to ask Sanfeng again, but it failed.

After such three invitations, Taoist Sanfeng was finally not seen. However, the emperor did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he continued to send people to look for him in the 25th year of Hongwu.

And in the 26th year of Hongwu that just passed, there were rumors that Taoist Sanfeng had made a elixir and had already soared.

But the imperial court has never stopped looking for Taoist Sanfeng.

Everything clearly shows the imperial court's attitude of attaching importance to Taoism, and the real reason is more to balance these external forces.

That is a fairy figure, no one will study the lifespan of Taoist Sanfeng in detail.

The balance between the two is the goal that the court needs to achieve.

And now, obviously, something is very wrong with one of them.

In view of the folk rumors about how the Ming Dynasty was founded, the imperial court can only be cautious when dealing with these matters.

After thinking clearly about the cause and effect, Mu Ying let out a long breath and said in a low voice, "What is your Highness going to do?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, raised the cup of eight-treasure tea in his hand, and slightly raised it to signal this Yuezhang Mu to drink the tea.

But after taking a sip, he said lightly: "Follow the example of the ancients."

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Woooooo~ Begging for a monthly ticket, these two days are still double the monthly ticket, the masters support a wave, it has not reached [-] tickets in two months~
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