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Chapter 1460 When will these bastards be pulled?

Chapter 1460

The four people looked at each other. Not only was the imperial guards in their guest room in a dilemma, but the elite troops in other rooms were also in a dilemma. They watched the culprits lying in disheveled clothes in the stains, or were moaning with dirty moans.

Finally, the idea was to pull off the sheets and bedding from the bed in the guest room, tie these disgusting things up, and then drag them downstairs directly.

Wang Yang and General Cao chatted for a long time without saying a word, and finally waited for the movement above. He saw the elite soldiers in the imperial squad, dragging down the long strips wrapped in bed sheets.

"...What's this?" Wang Yang asked with a dull look on his face.

"Sir, this is Yelu Xiong, the deputy commander of the Northern Liao Confucian Department. Do you want to check it..." The elite elite in the imperial squad could only ask Wang Yang with a tough bullet.

"It's just that they are a little untidy and have a bad look."

"What are you afraid of? I have never seen any life and death scenes before I can speak, so I open it." Before Wang Yang could speak, General Cao, the immediate boss, ordered.

After the four elite imperial troupes spread the bed sheets out, a strong man with a large shape appeared. General Cao and Wang Yang both took a breath.

"Damn, this picture is so eye-catching. Why are you standing there? Is it necessary to open it all? Cover it quickly." Wang Yang couldn't help but glar at the elite team members who must have deliberately malicious intentions and disgusting people.

"Despicable Song Gou, you have the ability to fight your grandfather with a stingy sword. You only dare to use such despicable means to plot against your uncle Yelu..." Yelu Xiong also widened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the soldiers of Song State who were covered in their mouths and noses, and roared in difficulty.

"This way of meeting is indeed very awkward. Hurry up and carry them out, rinse them with water and send them to the prison for detention..." Before Wang Yang could finish his speech, he was interrupted by the sound of farting.

It was really a husky. Wang Daren looked at the wet sheet with a dark face. "When will these bastards pull this bunch of bastards?"

"Young Master, I'm afraid I've put too much of this medicine, so I might be able to kill someone..." Wu Qilang leaned into Wang Yang's ear and muttered in a low voice.

"You two are from the Imperial City Department, right?" Wang Yang thought about it and turned his head to ask the waiter and the chef. After seeing that the two of them should be, he ordered them.

"You guys hurry up and find a doctor nearby and ask if there is any medicine to stop diarrhea. Get some to drink it for them, just don't die."

After the two agreed loudly, they quickly rushed out and used the dehydrated death row soldiers from the Beiliao clan who had already been pulled to get antidiarrhea medicine.

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He took down these dead soldiers from the heart of the Northern Liao Dynasty and threw them all into the prison. Wang Yang also specially sent people to comfort the shopkeepers of the restaurants and inns where their property, spirit and sense of smell were tortured by pain.

There were 113 dead soldiers from the heart of the Northern Liao Dynasty who were arrested. In addition, they came to Bianliang to contact those works lurking in Song Ting.

There were 160 people who were imprisoned in the prison. Xiao Pingda was one of them. When he had just left the shop and was about to go home, he saw dozens of officers surrounding him, and ten imperial guards holding Yuanyou crossbows aimed the crossbow arrow at him, Xiao Pingda knew that he was finished.

But at that time, as a hardcore and loyal person in Bei Liao, he thought that it must be the dead soldiers from the heart who had launched an assault before they were exposed, resulting in his arrest.

But what Xiao Pingda did not expect was that he was taken to the gate of the prison and was taken over by two prison guards with strange things on his face. He jailed himself into the prison. After entering the prison, the strong stench almost made him vomit directly.

Soon, he saw the leader of the Confucian Division, Yelu Xiong and others who had seen before, were like the plague chicken with wings, unconsciousness, lying or lying on their backs.

From time to time, you can hear a burst of diarrhea or farting sound, making the strong smell more and more intense.

Xiao Pingda was eventually locked up in one of the cells, lying or lying on three dead soldiers in the heart, looking at him with their eyes of dead fish.

"You've seen it? It's a basin with clear water next to it. There are also anti-diarrhea medicines. All you need to do is to clean these three nausea and feed them the anti-diarrhea medicines..." The prisoner slapped the prison door with a disgust and gave a few instructions, then patted his butt and left.

Xiao Pingda turned his head and looked around, and saw many people. They were the spies he had contacted before. At this moment, he was doing cleaning work like a bathhouse scrubber with a look of despair and a hard time.

After all the dead soldiers from the heart of the Northern Liao Dynasty and the lurking spies from the Northern Liao Dynasty were arrested, Wang Yang rushed to the palace to report his life as it was still early.

Emperor Zhao Xu, who had been waiting for the news in the palace anxiously, heard Ma Shang's report and immediately asked Wang Yang and Cao Shi to come in to meet him.

Wang Yang, who was wearing a helmet and armor, strode into the imperial study and saluted respectfully to the emperor. "I am here to see Your Majesty."

"The two of you are exempt from gifts, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, all 113 dead soldiers from the heart of the Northern Liao Dynasty have been arrested and imprisoned, and the Northern Liao spies lurking in Bianliang, Tokyo, have a total of 63 people, and they have all been imprisoned."

"Very good, are there any casualties?" The emperor couldn't help but be overjoyed. Judging from this, all of those guys were captured alive.

"There were no casualties. Fortunately, Lord Wang was both wise and brave, so he could capture all the more than 100 dead soldiers from the confidant division of Northern Liao so easily." Cao Shi quickly pushed the credit to Wang Yang, mainly because of this credit. He was a dignified boss of the Three Yamen, so it would be better if he didn't want it.

When the emperor heard this, his face was filled with joy. "Awesome. I didn't expect that Wang Qing was so powerful that he captured all the more than a hundred Northern Liao dead soldiers alive. Let me go and see what kind of person he was, and he actually wanted to assassinate me."

Wang Yang was shocked. The emperor rushed over now, and he was afraid that he would be unconscious when he first arrived at the prison. At that time, the censors and others might impeach him again.

Wang Daguan is not afraid of impeachment or something, but the problem is that our emperor is also a shameful person. If he goes to the prison and is fainted by the smell of shit and urine, wouldn’t it become a laughing stock of the Song Dynasty? At that time, the emperor may have to blame himself as a loyal minister in his heart.

Wang Yang quickly stopped Zhao Xu, the emperor who had stood up and wanted to rush out of the imperial study room, gritted the bullet and smiled apologized. "Your Majesty, you must not. Then why should you really not go see it now? The situation of the dead soldiers in the confidant of the Northern Liao Dynasty is really unpredictable."
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