Tong Xian took a closer look, and sure enough, his face changed drastically. He jumped up from the corner like a convulsion and rushed to the cell door. He stretched out his hand to snatch the letter from Pan Zhuqing's hand. But how could Pan Zhuqing's skills be compared to that of a pampered lazy person like him?
On the other hand, he only took a slight step back, and then he was holding on to the iron railing, screaming at the sky and the earth. "This is my letter, how come it is in your hands?" he asked in horror.
Pan Zhuqing sneered and opened the envelope in front of him. "Tong Xian, you did such a big thing as treason, blatantly and without hesitation. I really don't know whether to call you stupid or smart."
This sentence was calm, gentle, and slightly mocking, but it made Tong Xian freeze up. "Tongfan is a traitor to the country? Who do you think is a traitor to the country?"
Pan Zhuqing glanced at him, unfolded the letter, omitted a large section of meaningless nonsense in the letter, selected the key part and read it out in front of him: "Seeing the words is like seeing the face. I should make an appointment with Brother Meng in the next few days,
However, the battle became more and more intense. Pan Zhuqing searched the city carefully, and the outskirts of the city were under martial law. For safety reasons, you and I will meet again in half a month to sign... Tong Xian."
Before he finished speaking, Pan Zhuqing folded the letter and raised his eyelids to stare directly at Tong Xian. At this moment, the young censor's face had put away all the teasing and teasing, and his expression was cold and cruel, which made people shudder.
Pan Zhuqing took some time to straighten his clothes, and was not surprised by Tong Xian's ups and downs, as well as his sudden and sudden expressions. He had known this guy since he was a child and knew that his ability to put on pretense was the best in the world. "Excuse me."
Strength, there is no need to make a big show. I doubt you and find someone to check you. It will not take a day or two. In addition to this letter, I have many things in my hand that I need you to explain clearly. Your Lord Tong is in the palace.
It's very important. For your sake, I have postponed all official duties, so we can talk slowly."
"It's impossible... you lied to me! You lied to me! Lie to me..." If it is really acting, this is probably the time that Tong Xian has performed better than Zhao in his life. Because even he himself would rather believe that he is really acting. He
He would rather believe that his General Meng did not deceive him. He would rather believe that he really knows everything...
The supervisory censor walked behind Pan Zhuqing and said uneasily and kindly: "It seems that he does not intend to cooperate obediently."
Pan Zhuqing crossed his arms and nodded, and then said calmly: "That's natural. It's a crime of collaborating with the enemy. If it were you, you wouldn't admit it and would drag him to the torture chamber."
From evening to midnight, for several hours, while Tong Xian suffered from physical pain, Pan Zhuqing and others did not have an easy time. The sharp voice was like a pair of sharp claws scratching one iron pot after another, with different curses.
Pan Zhuqing’s ancestors have been loved by generations. Pan Zhuqing himself also died countless times in different ways and postures in his mouth...
Pan Zhuqing secretly admired him. Of course, this Tong Xian was not the toughest prisoner he had ever seen, but he was certainly the most abusive. The dirty words and vicious logic were staggering. Even Xue Jiu was as crude as Xue Jiu.
People want to cover their ears because they really can't listen.
When leaving the dungeon late at night, Master Jiu couldn't help but keep complaining: "This guy named Tong is really a monster. If he is sentenced to death, we will suffer together!"
On the contrary, Pan Zhuqing was very calm: "Just bear with it any longer, he won't last long." Even so, he was a little surprised that Tong Xian was not as vulnerable as he thought.
"Young Master, the case of arson and extermination of the house...is it really okay?"
Regarding Xue Jiu's question, Pan Zhuqing also expressed some helplessness: "What should I do if it doesn't count? Don't forget, I closed the case with my own hands." He, Pan Zhuqing, would not do such low-IQ self-slapping behavior.
But Xue Jiu had a hard time swallowing this breath: "Damn it! That man named Meng is such a bastard, so many lives were thrown into his hands in vain! How cruel!" The key is that he has to go through wind and rain to investigate. so long……
"So whether it's him or Tong Xian, I will never let them go. Anyway, the crime of collaborating with the enemy is enough for them to die ten thousand times." Pan Zhuqing values the results more than the process. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's Mr. Qian, Tong Xian or Meng. Regardless of the ax, it is an unforgivable sin for him.
"You brought the sachet?"
"It's the fragrant powder prepared by Yun'er."
"good smell."
"If Brother Pan likes it... Yun'er will make a sachet for you according to the recipe..."
This may be the first time in so many years that Pan Zhuqing has thought of Fu Yun when he is alone. The girl who looked like an orchid in the empty valley on the carriage a few days ago quietly leaned on his shadow with a satisfied smile; her shyness, her Her modesty, her sudden courage and the words "the only one" in her mouth, for some reason, brought him a subtle warmth on this cool autumn night. This night, he fell asleep quickly and had no dreams all night.
But Fu Yun, who gave him this good sleep, was worried all night. On the next day, he still said uneasily in front of Gong Yueyue: "If we do this, will it be a bit rash? What if... if he... What should I do if I don’t like it?”
After all, the bedroom is a very private place. They bribed Xiao Moyu to hide the sachet under Pan Zhuqing's pillow. This behavior itself was not malicious. They were afraid that the big iceberg would not understand the style and be unkind.
While Gong Yueyue was dressing her precious son and daughter, she said confidently: "Didn't you say that he likes this smell very much? Besides, your sachet is calming and smells very good. It’s suitable for a man like him who is so busy during the day.”
Fu Yun calmed down a little: "That's right. Since I came to Cangzhou, every time I see him, I feel that he is very tired."
"Then again, I don't understand what he is planning. When I first met him, although he was also serious, generally speaking, life was not as tiring as it is now." After that, the children's clothes had been arranged. Gong Yueyue subconsciously looked at Fu Yun, and saw that his face was solemn and sad, and he hesitated to speak. "What's wrong with you?"
"I think I probably know what he is planning." A dark cloud swept across Fu Yun's long eyebrows, telling someone else's mental journey, but it was as uncomfortable as her own experience. "Since childhood, Brother Pan has done He has to work harder than others for everything. But often, the people he cares about only focus on others. When he was a child, it was his father's preference for Jing Yuan. When he grew up, it was the emperor's preference for your husband. But now ..." Fu Yun could no longer say the next words. He just glanced at Gong Yueyue, his eyes a little sad.
With Gong Yueyue's shrewdness, she certainly knew what the other party's unspoken words were referring to. The polyamorous relationship between Pan Zhuqing, Fu Yun and Xiao Juan was complicated enough, and she definitely didn't want to let herself get involved in the slightest. At this moment, facing a person When it comes to jealousy among girls in ancient times, pretending to be stupid may be the best way.
"When I was eighteen, I stood like a slave at the alma mater dance. At that time, I swore with tears that you must see me. There are too many ordinary and ordinary roads in this world. Which housing estate do you live in? The neglect you have suffered in love and work Too many, and my self-esteem has suffered a lot..."
Not to mention that Fu Yun has never heard of this popular song "Exaggerated" written a thousand years later. Gong Yueyue's standard Cantonese is something Fu Yun has never heard of before. "Are you chanting sutras?"
Gong Yueyue pushed the cradle gently and said triumphantly: "This is sung by my favorite singer, doesn't it sound good? I will teach you when I have time, and you can sing it to your Pan Zhuqing. It is simply his hit song." "
Although Fu Yun was unable to accept this new thing, it was obvious that the two dolls seemed very excited. They danced in the cradle and couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Pan won't like such weird accents. You can keep coaxing your love rival." Bar."
Pan Zhuqing thought that maybe it was because Tong Xian was afraid of pain, but even more afraid of death. He expected that he would not dare to torture him to death, so he would just grit his teeth and hold it in, refusing to admit it, and maybe there would still be a chance of survival. But if he really admitted it, If you commit a crime, you will really die.
But in fact, Pan Zhuqing really misjudged Tong Xian this time, at least, he didn't see him through.
But another person did it, and that was his enemy, Zhao Changyuan.
Zhao Changyuan once said to Xiao Juan that Pan Zhuqing was smart all his life, but he was still confused for a while. And he himself might use Pan Zhuqing's weakness to save the defeat. This crucial factor is actually simple. When Pan Zhuqing fights with others, Often they can only see the dark side of the other person's human nature, such as selfishness, greed, jealousy and hatred. He ignores a very important component of human nature, which is love.
Pan Zhuqing's understanding of love is narrow. It only includes close relatives, flesh and blood. He also used these to knock down many people who may be innocent or heinous.
But he completely ignored the simple and sincere emotions between people other than close relatives, such as friendship, and more importantly, love. Zhao Changyuan would never admit that Pan Zhuqing really liked Gong Yueyue. In this pretty boy's understanding, love can be Possession, but never harm. While Pan Zhuqing made his life worse than death, he also gave Gong Yueyue bone-crushing pain. This was just a desire to possess, not love at all.
Although this view of emotions is not uncommon, it is still somewhat deformed. Zhao Changyuan believes that Tong Xian may have countless shortcomings, but his view of love is more common than Pan Zhuqing's. There is at least one person in this world who can make him Tong Xian would never hurt him in the slightest.
It's a pity that even if Tong Xian knew that Zhao Changyuan had such a comment on him, he didn't have the heart to feel happy. Because at this moment, he didn't have a few good skins on his body and just wanted to die quickly. But he would never plead guilty, even if he was beaten to death Won't……
Pan Zhuqing and his party left this dark and dirty dungeon two hours ago. There was a new shift of guards, who should have been as energetic as Ping Zhao, and not even a fly could fly in.
So when Tong Xian, who was tied to the pillar, saw a pair of coarse thick-soled boots coming into his sight, he subconsciously thought that it was another bored jailer or petty official who was looking for trouble for him. (To be continued)