He raised his head impatiently and was about to curse when he was startled by the shining face of the male god in front of him. In such a dirty place, Zhao Changyuan looked unusually clean and delicate from head to toe. Even though he
He didn't wear a noble official uniform like Pan Zhuqing, but only wore a black coarse cloth robe that was extremely inconsistent with his status. His hair was just tied up in a ponytail, but it still made the spirit of a child with injuries everywhere
I was so cheered up that I temporarily forgot about the excruciating pain.
"You, what do you want to do? The people from Yushitai have just arrived, how are you going to torture me?" In his opinion, if Zhao Changyuan could come to him quietly, he must be on the same side as Pan Zhuqing.
, intending to work together to deal with this traitor.
Facing Tong Xian's frightened questioning, Zhao Changyuan said nothing. He stood five steps away from him and looked at him quietly. There was no contempt, no disgust, no trace of negative emotions in his eyes, only calmness.
The moment of silence between the two made Tong Xian, who was originally extremely frightened, burst out with relieved courage. He estimated that Zhao Changyuan was not even interested in torturing him, but just stopped by to watch his jokes. "Seeing me like this, you guys
Are you all happy? First it’s Pan Zhuqing, then you, and tomorrow there will be Yang Jinyi... Hahahaha... That’s fine, let’s do whatever comes..."
Tong Xian smiled and shed a line of tears, but Zhao Changyuan remained silent, looking at him with eyes that unknowingly showed a slight hint of...pity.
It's a pity that this trace of compassion is fleeting, and I'm afraid even he himself may not be able to realize it. Tong Xian, with disheveled hair and trance, is even more unlucky to know. "I know what you are thinking... you hate me as much as Pan Zhuqing!
I wish I were dead!"
After Tong Xian raised his ferocious pale face and finished shouting hysterically at Zhao Changyuan, Zhao Changyuan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke in a calm tone: "To be honest, I am really tired of you, and you know the reason very well. But if you say hate, why don't you?
It’s really out of the question.”
At this point, Tong Xian's tangled facial features instantly relaxed, but Zhao Changyuan immediately added: "This does not mean that I think you are not guilty."
"I'm not a spy! I never betrayed you!" Tong Xian's roar was mixed with pain, anger and grievance. This was the first time in his life that he had encountered this kind of injustice that could not be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River.
But Zhao Changyuan's next question left him speechless: "Then have you ever bullied the people? Now that it has happened, there is no need to lie to me."
Although the tone of the male god who was so close was still calm, the expression on his face was as if he would fall out on the spot if he didn't hear the truth. Tong Xian secretly complained in his heart that with his hobbies, he could pretend to be innocent in front of Pan Zhuqing, but he couldn't
Zhao Changyuan grabbed the bag with his own hands and warned himself that he would never pass this test if he didn't tell the truth. But when he was asked to admit it in front of the male god, he was too embarrassed to speak, so he had to lower his head in shame and say
He snorted like a mosquito: "You don't know how miserable I am..." This was considered acquiescence, and it was making excuses for myself.
Although Zhao Changyuan already knew the nature of his urine, he was not surprised, but he was still annoyed. His eyes instantly solidified with a cruel look when he looked at him: "No matter what, you should not vent your pain on innocent people."
superior."
"Now I know I was wrong. I even feel disgusted with myself..." Half of this sentence comes from the sincerity, and the other half is of course out of fear. He has read countless people and knows the difference between Zhao Changyuan and Pan Zhuqing. Although Pan Zhuqing is vicious on the surface
, but he still leaves room for himself in life and work. But once Zhao Changyuan has murderous intentions towards someone, even if the king of hell and I stretch out my hands, I can't save that person's life. After all, Pan Zhuqing is a civil servant, and his murderous intentions and murderous intent are not as good as the one in front of him.
A general who kills people with a sword in his hand.
He would not know that Zhao Changyuan had already made sufficient physical and psychological preparations before he came to see him. Otherwise, the jailers lying outside at this moment would not be so lucky as to be fast asleep.
"Do you still remember yourself more than twenty years ago?" Zhao Changyuan's calm words made Tong Xian's ups and downs calm down instantly. "My father still remembers it. He said that Tong Xian at that time was
, is the most handsome young man in the palace."
Speaking of this, Zhao Changyuan paused deliberately and looked at Tong Xian's face with mixed emotions, not wanting to let go of any emotional fluctuations on the other side: "He also told me a story."
"More than thirty years ago, the Yellow River flooded. In order to survive, people on the river banks had to move around and leave their hometowns to make a living on their own. There was a young man whose parents and brothers all starved to death on the road. When he arrived at the outskirts of Luoyang, he was
He was as skinny as a stick, so hungry that he had only one breath left, and he fell on the roadside waiting to die."
Zhao Changyuan really spoke as if he were telling a story. Although he didn't talk much on weekdays, he was definitely not a person who was not good at words. In front of thousands of troops, he never frightened when giving orders. When the enemy was in front of him, he gave impassioned speeches.
Military spirit.
His voice was neither high nor deep, just an extremely ordinary voice of an adult man. Fortunately, under the strict education of his teacher since childhood, there was no dialect or local accent in his words. Gong Yueyue once joked with him that if the wedding ceremony was full of flowers and candles,
In the first confrontation after Ye, he spoke a string of dialects as soon as he opened his mouth. She would probably laugh to the point of vomiting blood and die.
Even with such an ordinary voice, no one dared to disobey the military orders he spoke. The love words he spoke made Gong Yueyue fascinated. The story he told now also made Tong Xiancong stunned and shocked, and cried bitterly when he heard it.
Tears.
"Fortunately, a kind-hearted young widow saw how pitiful he was, so she took him home and gave him food and clothing to keep him alive."
"The widow had a son who was two years younger than the boy. The two were dependent on each other and spent the happiest five years of their lives under the careful care of the widowed mother."
"But God did not make them lucky for long. The widowed mother remarried and found a father for them, but in fact, she brought evil into their originally happy family."
"It's normal to beat and scold each other for two or three days, but what made the two brothers most unbearable was that the man was addicted to drinking and gambling, and lost all his family's land. In the end, he actually wanted to sell his mother to a seventy-year-old rich man.
Doing house filling.”
Speaking of this, Zhao Changyuan's originally gentle eyes suddenly turned cold. Tong Xian also closed her eyes in pain.
"How could my younger brother, as his biological son, watch his mother be so humiliated? So behind his mother and brother's back, he proposed to the man that he should sell himself and keep his mother. Because he was so cute, the beast almost didn't
After thinking about it, I readily agreed.”
"My brother's filial piety moved the world, but it failed to touch his inhumane stepfather. At that time, there were wealthy people who wanted to buy the boy back as a slave, and there were also officials who wanted to buy him back as a book boy, but the price was nothing.
It was higher than the price offered within the high walls of the palace. So the poor boy was tricked into the palace that night and experienced the most painful memory in his life..."
Even though he hated Tong Xian from the bottom of his heart, Zhao Changyuan still couldn't bear to express it too straightforwardly when it came to this point. As a man, he didn't even have the courage to think about it. He was once bored and worked quietly in secret
After comparison, in his list of endurance limits, the most unbearable pain was losing Gong Yueyue, followed by the unthinkable castration punishment.
This is a process of beautiful things being destroyed. After thinking about this, Zhao Changyuan raised his eyebrows unnaturally, turned his face and couldn't bear to see Tong Xian sobbing.
"My brother finally found out about this, and he didn't say much. On the night of the third day, he sneaked into my stepfather's bedroom and cut off his head..."
"The local officials sympathized with the family's plight and changed my brother's original sentence of beheading to a banishment to the army."
Having said this, Zhao Changyuan fell silent. He could no longer say anything to a person who was completely emotionally broken. Silence and waiting may be the best way to communicate at this moment.
When Tong's trembling shoulders finally calmed down, and when the desperate sobs echoing in the room finally stopped, Zhao Changyuan opened his mouth to finish the story: "I think you know the ending of this family better than me. Because that brother is you.
Master Tong, and that brother should be General Meng Yue who once made Xia Jun frightened."
"Why are you saying this to me... why..." To bring up the past is nothing more than to open the wound of the past. Not to mention the sequelae of this wound, which lasted Tong Xian's life. He should have been a fascinating man,
He should have at least one child who is about the same age as Zhao Changyuan, who is almost as good or even better...
Zhao Changyuan sighed deeply and expressed his inference about Tong Xian: "I guess that even if Mr. Tong is beaten to death, he will not admit guilt. Because you simply cannot accept this fact and admit that you were beaten to death by the person you care about most.
People cheat. Am I right?"
"Why did he lie to me...why did he do this to me..." Tong Xian cried incoherently, acquiescing to his inference.
Zhao Changyuan silently approached Tong Xian and said softly but firmly in his ear: "Some facts cannot be avoided just by pretending that nothing happened."
Tong Xian sobbed for another moment, finally calmed down, and said helplessly: "Then what can I do? Do I plead guilty? I am innocent..."
Zhao Changyuan took a few steps in front of him, and then said calmly: "Tell me clearly, how did you meet again, and how did you meet, tell all the ins and outs and all the details you can recall. Although Pan Zhuqing's methods were vicious,
But after all, I have no grievances with you, and I will definitely give you a fair and innocent answer in this matter."
Zhao Changyuan guessed what he was worried about, so he couldn't help but smile, and shook his head helplessly: "How could it be possible? I even sealed their acupuncture points. How could they wake up so easily?" (To be continued)