Chapter 222: From hanging your arms to hanging yourself

The carriage turned right along Xuanwu Street and entered Zongzheng Street hidden by green trees. As the name suggests, this is the place where Zongzheng Mansion of the Great Qin Dynasty was located.

This street is also very spacious and not much narrower than General Street, but the loess road surface is bumpy and bumpy, and it is more than a little bit cold with the grand road in front of the Taiwei Mansion.

The carriage passed by the front door of Zongzheng Mansion, but did not stop. Instead, he circled around for a half circle and stopped behind the courtyard. A black-clothed guard officer jumped out of the carriage, walked to the old army guarding the gate, took out a token from his arms, and said in a gentle voice: "Brother, please report it to someone from the palace of Prince Long, the right clan."

When the old army saw them coming in a fierce manner, they were already timid. In addition, they were polite and said, "This great official will go and report to you now." As he said that, he ordered his companions around him to greet him as a good student, and turned around and ran in.

After a while, there was a noise in the yard. More than a dozen officials in purple official uniforms ran over from the front yard. They slowed down when they arrived at the door. They lined up on both sides of the official ranks and said respectfully: "Welcome to the next person." Although the royal relatives who were on the Zongzheng Mansion only had a little bit of real power, they were the most intelligent and well-informed. How could they not know that Prince Long, the Right Zong, would enter the Zongzheng Mansion in a few days.

Taking a step back, as the most outstanding young child of the Qin royal family, he can control the south with one hand and control clan armed forces with the other. Even if it is not the great master of the Laws, it will not prevent these people from greeting the attentive enthusiasm of His Highness Prince Long.

A white-faced scholar with three long beards got out of a carriage in the middle and walked into the back door of Zongzheng's mansion surrounded by black guards. Looking at the purple official robes with water on both sides, the white-faced scholar smiled and said, "Everyone, come in to the house."

The scholar actually wanted to laugh. He had been to the court and clearly remembered that the addition of purple clothes in the court seemed to be difficult to distinguish from the number of people in front of him. However, everyone's value was far inferior. They were prime ministers and ministers, and at least they were also ministers. These brothers were at best, just like ministers.

Although the officials on both sides were wearing the uniforms of third-rank or above high-ranking officials, they also knew how many bowls of dry rice they were the most unworthy officials in the Qin Dynasty. They could be shaking their power with ordinary small officials and civilians, but they dare not be disrespectful to big figures like Prince Long, even if they were the Qinggu in their mansion.

He followed the scholar into the yard honestly, and several officials accompanied the scholar into the house, and the rest dispersed. It is said that they had "official duties". When they came into the house, they did not refuse. The scholar sat in the main seat casually, and several officials admired the last seat.

Several people exchanged a few greetings, and sure enough, several princes of Zongzheng were not there, only these officials were in charge of the family. The scholar was not interested in paying attention to the attendance rate of Zongzheng Mansion and ordered one of the highest titles: "Please take me to see the Fourth Master, my prince has something to ask him."

The noble and calmness that emanates from him and his own power without anger make several royal relatives feel that he should speak in an orderly tone, as if it is natural to obey his orders.

The Duke stood up without saying a word and asked, "Please follow the official position." He did not use the title, but used the official position to claim himself, causing the scholar to nod slightly.

After following the Duke into a familiar yard and walked along the pebbly trail for a while, the scholar suddenly thought to himself: It turned out that this was where I was squatting in the class room.

When you revisit the old place, things change and people change, it will be a unique feeling in your heart.

He visited the cell of the past with a feeling of commemorating his past youth. After a long time, he walked to the gate of a green tiled courtyard located in the northwest corner. The Duke who led the way looked at the mansion who had been distracted since he came in and said softly: "The Fourth Master is inside." He said, "Since this gentleman is close to the prince, he is also a member of our royal family..."

The scribe smiled and nodded, "It's really not an outsider."

The Duke's expression relaxed and said dryly: "Those outsiders want to deal with our Fourth Master. We, the princes, can't help much, and we have to be accomplices and help the bastards take care of the Fourth Master. We feel very guilty. The only thing we can do is to make the Fourth Master live a more comfortable life, so..."

Seeing that he was beaten around the bush, the scholar thought he was going to say something. It was just a special preferential treatment. With the amazing financial resources of the third and fourth brothers, it would be rare if they didn’t have preferential treatment. Thinking of this, the scholar smiled and said, “I didn’t see anything. Besides, if it was a big mouth, the prince wouldn’t send me here. Don’t worry, Duke.”

The Duke patted his head and smiled and said, "Yes, sir, please come in. The officials still have some vulgar things to take care of, but they have lost their companionship." He seemed to be extremely reluctant to enter the yard. The scholar did not force himself, and said goodbye to him with a smile, then pushed the door and walked into the yard.

A "bang" sound made the black-clothed guard who protected the scribe nervous. He was about to surround the scribe in the middle, but he reached out to stop him. He grinned at several sensitive guys, "If even sick cats are considered big insects, how could I fight a real tiger in the future?"

Several black guards chuckled and moved aside, obviously agreeing with the scribes, but the defensive formation was obviously closer.

The scholar's eyes swept across the spacious courtyard, unlike the blue tiles and gray walls outside, with carved railings and jade walls inside, yellow tiles and red walls, and yellow square bricks with flying patterns on the ground. Under the tall Gongsun tree in the right corner of the yard, there are also a circle of jade-carved tables and chairs. These things that were originally vulgar, with the careful arrangement of masters and craftsmen, were decorated with precious flowers and plants, and suddenly looked magnificent. Although they were magnificent, they made people feel no show-off. As if compared with the noble identity of the owner here, these were all like the tables, chairs and benches of ordinary people's homes, and they were all ordinary things.

The scribe snorted "pretending" and sighed in his heart that the small yard that he lived in was jailed here, except for three green tiled houses and two old locust trees, there seemed to be nothing left... Oh, there was also a Qin Sishui who held his stinky feet. If it weren't for him, it would be impossible for him to get some meat and fish.

He was also in prison in Zongzheng's Mansion, and he was also a prince and prince. His crimes were nothing different from those of the fourth child in the house, but why was the treatment the opposite direction different? The scholar said depressed.

With this emotion, the scholar kicked open the door and wanted to say a few sarcastic words to find some balance, but when he saw the situation in the room, he couldn't help but take a breath and shouted, "Come... save people... don't worry!" After speaking, he felt a little gloating.

I saw a white silk tied to the beam of the house. A young man wearing a blue five-clawed and five-dragon royal suit hung on the white silk. The white silk was around the young man's neck, and the stool under the young man's feet had already been knocked down. The clanging sound that the scholars and the others heard was the sound of the stool falling to the ground.

The description is so clear that I just want to explain the ridiculous situation of the young prince hanging on the white silk. This person seemed to want to hang himself, and the stool was kicked. It was said that the next step was to roll his eyes and stretch his tongue and urinate and defecate, and he kicked his legs on the road. But this person seemed a little confused, and his hands were placed between his neck and the white silk. It didn't look like he wanted to hang himself, but it seemed to be contacting a hateful project called "bending arm hang".

As soon as the scholar came in, he was startled by the man. He let out a cry and wanted to jump down. However, the object of his arms hanging down was not a military equipment called horizontal bar, but a convenient and affordable suicide equipment that has been passed down since time immemorial and affordable. Therefore, although his hands were loosened, his head was hung on it. With a loud bang, he really completed the great leap from arms hanging down to suicide.

The evil scholar was naturally Qin Lei. He and his guards witnessed the transformation process of the people on the beam from a sportsman to a hanged ghost. They couldn't help but feel relaxed and shouted "Hello!"

The reason why Qin Lei's guards were black, and Qin Lei's guards were as black as black as they were. After getting the nickname "Black-clothed Guard", they would naturally not be good birds. Moreover, the fourth prince who kicked his legs like a frog on the beam was very inconsistent with their prince. When Qin Lei first arrived in Zhongdu, he first replaced the pillars with the wine, which almost made him look ugly. Because of a false rumor, he sent someone to lurk to Qin Lei and wanted to frame him. The most unforgivable thing is that after being seen through by Qin Lei, he was just brotherly relationship and designed to mobilize the army to kill him.

The black guards naturally would not have any psychological barriers to the process of appreciating the process of hanging this kind of thing. They brought a chair for the prince and asked him to sit down. They stood behind Qin Lei, and looked up to appreciate the wonderful offerings of the Fourth Master on Liang. They also whispered: "The posture is too ugly, like a hanging toad." "I think it's okay, it has a desolate beauty..."

"Do you think he will be incontinent?" "It is possible that I will be incontinent if I pay five taels of silver. Who would bet on you?" "I will also pay five taels... and follow!" "Follow!" "Follow!" "Follow!" "Follow!"

Seeing that those guys were all savages, the black-clothed guard who proposed said depressedly: "Damn, why are they all following? That's all nonsense."

Qin Lei, who had been smiling and listening to their nonsense, suddenly said, "The Gu King made a bet, he died of his spine and stood on Gu's left hand, he died of suffocation and brain deficiency, he stood on Gu's right hand, he was betting that he was standing in the middle of these two ways of death. Five taels of silver per person will be the base, the more the more the more."

Fortunately, the man on Liang had a lack of oxygen in his mind and could not hear anything clearly, otherwise he would have been betting in the middle and betting that he would be pissed to death.

After a while, the fifteen black guards were five on the left and ten on the right. Qin Lei blinked and smiled and said, "For the last chance, or I'll buy it?" He made him scream, the two who were originally standing on the right ran to the left, and one on the left ran to the right, and the other gritted his teeth and stood in the middle.

If Qin Lei hadn't stopped, the flow of people would have become more and more intense. Qin Lei said loudly: "Buy it and leave it now..." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and swung his hand and shot the sleeve arrow out. A flash of cold light, and he heard a slap. The straight white silk on the beam was cut off from the right side, and the people hanging on it also fell down, slapped on the ground with a bang, slung on it, slid on it and was still motionless.

Qin Lei nodded to the black-clothed guard at the edge of the side, and the black-clothed guard quickly stepped forward and launched first aid to the pool on the ground. Qin Lei did not follow, but stared at the group of guys who were still smiling.

These people traveled around the world, and had long developed a fearless nature in their blood and fire. However, when the tofu was used to remove the brine, they would drop everything. As soon as Qin Lei pulled his face down, these guys immediately panicked and stood there with their necks shrank obediently, waiting for his scolding to the face.

Qin Lei couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw that they were pitiful. When the group saw that there was a door, they followed him and tried to get away with it.

"Stop laughing!" Hearing the prince's howl, the smiles of the black guards suddenly frozen on their faces, and they looked at Qin Lei pitifully. Qin Lei first walked to the left, stretched out his hands to snail one by one, and scolded loudly: "Do you have hay in your mind? Do you always carry your pig brains when teaching?" As he said that, he grabbed a few big black men and asked viciously: "I'll ask you, how many ways of hanging yourself to death?"

The big black man raised his head and whispered: "There are three types of reports to the instructor. One, suffocation causes death from brain hypoxia; two, severing death from a broken spine; three, scaring to death!"

Qin Lei heard this and laughed, "It's right." Before he finished speaking, he banged his brain and looked at the big black man with a grievance. Qin Lei gently patted his fat cheeks and said in a gentle voice: "I praise you because you say it well, and I hit you because you say it well. Ask them, except for you, the innocent guy, who took my last words seriously?"

Hearing the laughter coming from the side, Shen Qi said aggrievedly: "It turns out that the prince is joking, not like this." Qin Lei glared and said: "Are you so naive that you can't even tell the difference between joking and serious? Or are you asking Gu Sheng not to joke again in the future?"

Shen Qi was about to scream, but he felt that the prince's hand had changed to slap. He felt a little panic, and then he heard Qin Lei jokingly say, "Brother Shen Qi, have you eaten well recently? His face is chubby, and he is almost catching up with your ass."

Shen Qi raised his head higher and said loudly: "Report to the instructor, I have been unable to get on the endurance training on the boat recently, and I will lose weight when I get off the boat."

Qin Lei smiled and said, "Oh, the Lone King has fallen in love with this feeling of wandering and is ready to live on the boat for the rest of his life."

"No, you are not..." Shen Qi flashed his innocent big eyes, but heard Qin Lei yelling like a thunderbolt: "The number of the intermediate non-commissioned officer in the black guard is cavernous."

Shen Qi responded with his legs together, and said loudly: "Come!"

"Now, this instructor will teach you how to subtract excess fat in a small space and make the non-commissioned officers go to the hole!"

"arrive!"

"Turn back!"

The non-commissioned officer turned backwards in a standardized manner, and the movements were completed as meticulous.

"Go in one step!" Shen Qi walked towards the door, and after a while, he left the hall and entered the yard. Qin Lei did not look out, and gave several instructions such as "turning to the left and turning right" in succession, and asked loudly: "Non-commissioned officer 007 reports the direction!"

"Report to the instructor, the non-commissioned officer's hole is at the forty-five degrees in the right corner of the yard, under the largest Gongsun tree. And... one inch in front of him, there is a three-foot-diameter round table!" Chen Qi replied hoarsely.

"Non-commissioned officers' holes!"

"arrive!"

"I order you to climb up the object in front of you and stomp on it for a quarter of an hour! The timing begins!"

A bold look back and saw Shen Kee, like a black iron tower, climbing up the swaying stone table with his big butt, pulling out his posture, and taking a toilet step on it. For the horse stance with ugly posture, the Black Guard agreed to add a "bucket" between the two words.

But before he could finish his gloating laughter, he heard Qin Lei say in his ears: "Intermediate NPC Cave!" Before his smile could be produced, he cried and said loudly: "Come!"

Qin Lei didn't seem to see him slipping away, and asked Qingsheng: "I will continue to ask you how long it takes to die from suffocation due to hanging, and how long it takes to die from severity due to hanging bones?"

"Report to the instructor, if the spine is broken due to hanging, it will die once it is hung. But if the spine is tough, it will die of suffocation, and it will take at least one-third of a quarter of an hour to die in the brain!"

Qin Lei nodded with satisfaction, patted his thin cheeks, and said in a gentle voice: "It's great," and said to the team with its head held high and its chest: "The monster is better than the cave kid. Not only is it as reliable as remembering, but it also incorporates its own analysis. It's great."

As soon as Qin Lei finished speaking, the expressions on both sides of the team were completely opposite. The people on the right and in the middle were giggling, while the people on the left where the monster was located looked ashamed. Since they had said so much nonsense at that time, Prince Jian was still kicking his legs, which means that his neck was very hard, so how could he die because of a broken spine?

Qin Lei slapped his head one by one and defined everyone: "pig head", "fucky", "fool", "fucky"... It makes people sigh at the richness of Qin Lei's vocabulary.

The ones who laughed on the right and in the middle did not escape. The one in the middle said dissatisfied: "Report to the instructor, since they all answered wrongly, then the subordinates answered correctly. Why are they punished?" Qin Lei walked over and touched his head with a smile, and said gently: "It's so wronged, I'm sorry." Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and blew his head heavily, which made him cry so much that his tears fell. Then he heard the prince say slowly: "No matter how bastard he is, he is still a lonely brother. Do you think the Lone King will watch his brother visit Naiheqiao?"
Chapter completed!