General, cut off your sleeves!

CHAPTER 29: MANAGEMENT

"Then have you ever thought about why the Song family spared your life and swore to be stricter than a dead man's mouth?"

Fu Rong was stunned, she followed Zou Jinyuan's words and thought about it, and then she was frightened by her guess and collapsed to the ground.

"Will they... still kill me?"

Zou Jinyuan smiled lowly, she was not stupid, she already realized that the Song family was just using her mouth to get her to convict Mo Wanqing. "When Mo Wanqing is judged to be the murderer, Song Qian's scapegoat, will they spare your life?"

The facts were brutally stripped open before her eyes, no matter how much she deceived herself, she couldn't convince herself that the Song family would spare her life.Mr. Zou was right, what could be tighter than a dead man's mouth?

She suddenly grabbed Zou Jinyuan's clothes and begged, "Master Zou, save me! I know you have a solution."

If you can see through the tricks played by the Song family at a glance, how can you have nothing to say?She is desperate now, desperately grasping at the last straw, which of course she trusts.

Zou Jinyuan's goal has been achieved. First, get out the person behind the scenes from her mouth, then disperse her hopes, and finally subdue her for his own use.

Without rushing to speak, he helped Furong up from the ground and placed her on the chair before he said: "When things come to this, you can only have a chance of surviving if you break their plan. To expose the true colors of the Song family, Judge Li is an upright and upright official. With him helping you, the Song family won't hurt you."

This statement is actually half true and half false. Judge Li will indeed protect Fu Rong to protect the witnesses, but it does not mean that Fu Rong will survive, because he still knows a thing or two about how sharp the Song family's minions are.

But since this girl will die in the Song family's hands sooner or later, it's better to be used by him before she dies, so that she can maximize her value, right?

"This..." Obviously, although Fu Rong trusted him at this time, she still cherished her own life more, so she hesitated.

Zou Jinyuan knew that he should not be in a hurry when he reached this point, he had to take it slowly, even if he pretended to take a step back, it would be better than pushing people away instead of pressing them.

So he brushed the corner of his clothes unhurriedly, took a sip from his teacup, as if he was waiting for her to think it through.

After half a cup of tea, he saw that Fu Rong's expression turned calm, and he knew that she had made up her mind.

Sure enough, she bowed deeply to Zou Jinyuan, "The life of the slave family is entrusted to the young master."

Zou Jinyuan nodded, "Don't worry, I will ask Judge Li to protect you, and I will ask the girl to testify in the hall tomorrow."

The two reached a consensus, and Zou Jinyuan sent someone to take her back, until they were far away, and a person walked out of a shadow in the room.

"Good trick!"

Zou Jinyuan didn't raise his head and said: "Missing praise, if this matter is successful, today I will be regarded as an indirect victim of his life."

"It's a few days away from dying early and dying late? Don't you just think so? Otherwise, how could you find her alone."

"Hahaha, those who know me, step by step."

The face of the person walking out of the shadows became clear at this moment. It was a man with no characteristics at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one could find that her complexion was fair and her facial features were all well-developed, but when combined together, she formed a plain appearance.

He is Zou Jinyuan's good friend, named He Lian Bu Ci, who has known each other for many years and has become a close friend.Helian Buci is an orphan, good at bow and crossbow, riding and shooting, and his skills are even more impressive.It was also he who brought Furong quietly today.

Zou Jinyuan's friend is still quite mysterious, his parents are unknown, and his past life is still unknown. In his words, his brain was injured and he can't remember many things clearly.

But this does not prevent Zou Jinyuan from admiring this friend. He is a real man, and he is extremely loyal to his friends. He will never refuse to help if he can. He just didn't ask about today's matter, and brought Furong without saying anything.

After the matter was settled, Zou Jinyuan and He Lianbu resigned from the tavern, had a good drink, and left with their friends smelling of alcohol, turned around and went to the General's Mansion.

If you have done a good deed, of course you have to ask your brother for credit?

But he was in vain, Zou Jinchu was not in the mansion today, the servant said that the general went out for an hour or two after dinner, and he has not returned yet.He thought about it for a while and still didn't bother his sister-in-law. If he was waiting for his brother in the general's mansion, his sister-in-law would definitely come out to accompany him, so it's better not to make her sister-in-law work harder when the night is heavy.

But at this moment, he thought that the sister-in-law who had been arranged was busy, and tonight Song took advantage of her husband's absence, so she put on her cloak and went to the east of the city.

where is she goingOf course it's a prison.

It had been arranged in advance, and it was very smooth to go in. A black cloak surrounded her so tightly that it was difficult to tell whether she was a man or a woman without speaking.

It was already late at night, and only a few torches were left in the deepest part of the cell where the important criminals were kept for lighting, and each unkempt prisoner was locked in a solid cage.

She was led to the innermost left position, where a young prisoner was squatting.

Mo Wanqing had already noticed them almost at the same time as they appeared, but he didn't make a sound or even move.It was long past the inspection time, so the person who came was not a jailer. Hearing the sound of footsteps, there were at least two or three people, and one of them was slightly lighter. It was not difficult to judge that he or she should be a woman or a child.

"Are you Mo Wanqing? Someone wants to see you."

As he said that, the lock of the cell door was unlocked, and then a person walked in, the one who walked softly. After a while, the sound of the iron chain rattling and rattling sounded again, and the door was locked.

Mo Wanqing said in a muffled voice: "It's late at night, isn't it appropriate for a daughter's family to come here?"

He lazily raised his head and glanced at the person, then lost interest.Mo Wanqing stretched lazily before standing up, accompanied by the sound of rattling iron chains.In fact, he wanted to take the opportunity to run out for a moment just now, but he didn't know why he didn't do it in the end.

Maybe the heavy iron chain on his body will affect his performance?No, it's just that he didn't want to do it. I estimated that if he did it, there was a [-]% chance that he would be able to knock down those three people.

It's just... Maybe there will be some disturbances, so he will be caught and brought back.

The person under the black cloak did not move, and seemed to be looking at Mo Wanqing, scanning up and down carefully, as if looking at an object.

To be honest, this kind of look is impolite, it is rude and even offensive.But it seemed that she was looking at Mo Wanqing, an ant, from a very high position.

Mo Wanqing was immediately unhappy, he didn't want to deal with this sick woman.

But the other party didn't want to let him go, "You are that Mo Wanqing, and you look pretty good."

Silence, Mo Wanqing didn't want to talk to him, could there be a third person in this prison to answer her?But his attitude obviously displeased the haughty visitor.

"I'm talking to you!"

"Oh, so what?"

After staying here for so long, Mo Wanqing is also used to the way of speaking here, but his temper has not changed.The attitude between liking and disliking is very clear. This woman gives him a bad feeling. If he doesn't like her, he won't have a gentle attitude.

"Oh, you are not well-bred. I am just curious to see who you are. You have a pretty face and the same flower, but I just don't know how long it will last in full bloom?"

After leaving such an inexplicable sentence, she turned around and left, leaving behind Mo Wanqing's eyes as if she was looking crazy.

Not only is it a neuropathy, but it's okay to say something condescending and annoying, and even inexplicably said that his face is beautiful, even a man would not like to be praised for his good looks.Mo Wanqing especially.

He hates people talking about his face the most, as if he has a woman's face so he should be like a woman?fart!It was fine for those men to laugh at him before, but today he was ridiculed by a woman.

The more he lived, the more he went back. Now he regretted not teaching this woman a lesson before she left...

After the cloaked girl left, Mo Wanqing planned to go back to the original place, but he still couldn't sleep on the old and moldy mat, and he was used to squatting in a corner to sleep every night, although he was tired, he just felt better.

But obviously he didn't know that the cloaked woman's arrival was definitely not a matter of talking to him, and Mo Wanqing was taken away by the jailer in a short while to an absolutely unfriendly room.

It was a torture chamber...

The walls are covered with all kinds of utensils, all of which smell of blood. Even after washing them with water thousands of times, the smell of flesh and blood in the air can still be smelled.

Mo Wanqing was hung on a special human frame, no, it should be said to be tied.It was tightened round and round, and tied him to the frame like an animal, unable to move.

"Are you going to work overtime in the middle of the night?"

Things are a bit strange. It seems that there is no habit of interrogating people in the middle of the night here. Even if they want to interrogate, they will not come suddenly. There is always a time period and a plan.

It's not difficult to imagine that this "extra meal" should be specially prepared for him by the cloaked woman just now.

Sure enough, the executioner, who was wearing a vest and gown, rarely replied to him. "Why so much nonsense, do you still have to ask whether you agree or not when interrogating the prisoner?"

…Looking at the hot soldering iron in his hand, the soldering iron that was burnt to bright red looked a little scary.Mo Wanqing was even more entangled, can you stop playing such heavy-handed things?

It's unimaginable how painful it would be if the flaming iron fell on someone. Of course, Mo Wanqing didn't even have time to imagine, and the thing would beckon him.

"Hiss..." a piece of meat on the thigh was immediately cooked, and the person holding the soldering iron didn't even want to say a word to him, and skillfully pressed the patch until the red color faded and turned black.

The pain exploded in his mind, the tender flesh on the thigh was enough to hurt even a light pinch, let alone being roasted like this, Mo Wanqing couldn't even speak from the pain, only his mouth was still trembling.

It wasn't that he was afraid, it was that it really hurt, so painful that he couldn't even cry out.

The executioner didn't seem to care about what he got from Mo Wanqing's mouth, he just added some less obvious punishments on him according to the steps and steps, focusing on the thighs, chest and abdomen, which are not very eye-catching places, a piece of iron is enough to fix it on him. Mo Wanqing had many wounds on his body that caused him extreme pain.

What's even more cruel is that after the ironing, he will fetch water to clean his wound. Of course, this is not to help him, but to make his wound worse...