There are more than a few people in the capital who are in the same situation as Lu Wenjie? In one day, dozens or hundreds of private residences were blocked, and there were open fire lieutenant and strong men everywhere. The imperial prison was already crowded.

Since Your Majesty has taken it seriously, who dares to neglect this matter? Now that this case has not been dealt with until the end, I am afraid that the people from the factory guards will not be able to protect themselves.

Now everything is spread under the sun. The execution hall is already busy, with wailing everywhere. The people who were beaten to pieces were still fair in their skin. They had suffered all the wealth and glory of the world in a short while ago, but now they are like falling from heaven to hell. Everyone who goes to the imperial prison is like a dead dog, enduring endless torture. The red-hot Luo Tie fell on people's skin, and immediately crackling sounds came from the Jinyiwei who was moving torture, and they all had hideous faces. They obviously enjoyed the process.

Those who shouted out of their throats fainted and were awakened by people with ice water in this cold winter.

"I'll call you, who else? Who else is involved? Let's say it clearly, if you don't want to die, you can't even die. If you don't say that you are Chou Yin and Mao, we can't explain it, so we can only continue to waste time with you. Let you call you. We are also for your own good, so we can help you less suffer from flesh and blood. Do you think?"

"I...I've taken...I've taken..."

The civil servants who had experienced the department recorded their names and then quickly sent them out. Then the Jinyiwei began to move.

The torture continued. The reputation of the sanitary slags was by no means groundless. They inserted bamboo sticks into the cracks of their nails. The iron burned people without a complete piece of skin. The whip soaked in salt water can always teach those who were so fainted that they could no longer faint and howled like pigs. They hung the weight under the pants of people. They could always abuse people like animals at will, sending them one by one, and carrying them out one by one.

And this was obviously just the beginning, countless voices were crying and burst into tears. Later, they began to be confused, stammered, and said things that could not be distinguished.

Many times, these personal soldiers, like wolves and tigers, no longer care about asking about their so-called accomplices. There are too many names recorded in the roster. They enjoy the feeling of trampling these usually high-ranking people into the mud. They are even happy to trample people on the ground at will, trampling the self-esteem of these nobles until they are incomplete.

This cold winter is colder than in previous years, and the north wind is like a knife.

Ye Chunqiu finally returned to his long-lost home. The house was very comfortable, especially when he saw his wife and children. Wang Jingchu, who gave birth to a child, was not only as virtuous as ever, but his son grew up a lot. Although he was wrapped in too many clothes in the cold winter, he was just a smaller version of Ye Chunqiu. How could Ye Chunqiu not like it?

At the warm and gentle home, I talked with my wife and looked at her sweet son. It seemed that the pressure I felt outside was soothed by them, and the fatigue these days seemed to have been wiped out all at once.

Unfortunately, this rare enjoyment was only a night. The next day, a letter was sent to the mansion, bringing Ye Chunqiu, who was addicted to the warmth of his family, back to the complicated people and things outside the mansion.

This letter was sent by Liu Daxia, and asked Ye Chunqiu to have a drink.

Ye Chunqiu looked at the invitation and couldn't help but smile.

He was not afraid of anything. If it were the Hongmen Banquet, Ye Chunqiu's swordsmanship would not say how many people could be killed, but at least he could seek self-protection. On the contrary, he was looking forward to hearing what this famous Liu Gong wanted to say.

So Ye Chunqiu called the crane cart and came directly to Liu's mansion.

It is still the same courtyard. In this snowy winter, it is cleanly maintained, but it looks a bit simple.

Perhaps some people pretended to behave and even cheated themselves. It was obvious that this person was rich enough to rival a country, but he was so "simple". Ye Chunqiu smiled, got out of the car, and pushed open the door.

After passing the wooden gate and entering the courtyard, the thatched cottage was in front of me, which looked elegant. There were no servants here, so the snow in front of the courtyard covered everything and no one cleaned it up.

Ye Chunqiu left a footprint here, and then heard Liu Daxia in the thatched cottage say, "Please come in."

Ye Chunqiu walked in and saw Liu Daxia. Liu Daxia's face was very bad, terrible. Overnight, he seemed to be ten years old, with a small stove next to him, and flames were rising from the stove, and a pot of wine was boiling. However, Liu Daxia ignored it. In fact, although he sat cross-legged on the futon, his hands on the long table were trembling and trembling very hard.

Ye Chunqiu stepped forward and bowed, "I have met Liu Taibao."

Liu Daxia spit out a word: "Sit."

Ye Chunqiu was not polite, and sat down on the futon beside him.

Silence fell into the thatched cottage.

Liu Daxia didn't say anything, Ye Chunqiu simply didn't say anything, and waited for a long time. Liu Daxia suddenly sighed and said, "Oh, I really never expected it. I didn't expect that in my old age, I would be in my later years. I thought about it all night, but I really didn't understand why I lost in the hands of you, the yellow-haired boy."

He is asking...

Obviously, he is still unwilling to give up! Yes, how could he be willing? It is clear that the weather is going well, and it is clear that he has "righteousness", and it is clear that he can ignore all the laws in the world with his reputation and the interests behind him.

After all, he even dared to contradict the emperor at the beginning, after all, he didn't even take the imperial power seriously.

But... he lost in the end, and he lost all the money.

He was depressed, but his eyes still showed reluctance.

In his eyes, Ye Chunqiu was a yellow-haired boy. It can be said that he ate more salt than Ye Chunqiu ate, and the bridge he crossed was longer than Ye Chunqiu's road.

But why did he lose to such a young boy in the end?

Ye Chunqiu said lightly: "I knew that Liu Gonghui came to ask this question. If he didn't ask, Liu Gong would definitely not be willing to accept it." After a pause, Ye Chunqiu said with a wise bead in his hands and said: "In fact, from the beginning, Liu Gong would definitely lose. Liu Gong not only did not understand the navy, nor did he understand the Japanese."

During the Ming Dynasty, someone said such words to Liu Daxia. If it were in the past, Liu Daxia would only find it ridiculous. He was closely related to smuggling. How could he not understand the sea, the ship, the Japanese he secretly raised, and the Japanese that he deals with all year round?

But now, he no longer has the qualification to laugh at Ye Chunqiu...
Chapter completed!