Ning Ze shook his head firmly, he didn't want to do this job.
Forget about chopping people's fingers, just thinking about it makes his hands hurt.
Fengling disliked him, "You can't even do such a small job, and you beg my sister to agree to take you to Nanchu. What can you do?"
Ning Ze stopped talking.
Feng Ling clicked her tongue, "You're so brave but not ruthless enough. Why don't you go to Nanchu? I'm afraid that if you fall into a wolf's den, a little sheep like you will be eaten to pieces."
When Ning Ze heard what he said, he immediately gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go."
Isn't it just cutting off his fingers? Maybe if he cuts off other people's fingers, his own will not hurt.
Fengling saw that he could still be saved, but it was not the mud that couldn't support the wall, so she waved her hand to him, "Then go ahead!"
Ning Ze looked at the stewed goose in the pot with some reluctance, "I'll take two more bites."
Fengling: "..."
Fine!
Ning Ze was not like Fei Ling. He just wanted to satisfy his craving. After eating less than half a bowl of goose meat, he put down his chopsticks and said to Fei Ling: "Am I really going?"
"go."
"Are you really trusting me to go alone?" Ning Ze felt a little unsure.
Fengling rolled her eyes, "What are you worried about? Didn't my sister accept you? You are one of our own, and you have to know your identity, just like me."
Ning Ze was a little happy when he heard this, the joy of being recognized and affirmed emerged from his heart. He rubbed his hands and asked: "Then what should I interrogate?"
"Why did he come to Nanping to interrogate him? How many soldiers and horses does General Pingxi's Mansion in northern Hebei keep privately? Since Zhang Ping has received half of the Nangong family's wealth in Nanchu, how does he plan to kill my sister? Where else are there hidden stakes?" Ning Ze
He spoke a lot casually and said casually: "There are a lot of things to review. You are not a three-year-old kid who doesn't understand anything. You should know what is most valuable for him to spit out."
After thinking about it, Ning Ze actually nodded, feeling very confident.
In the secret prison, Zhang Mao was tied to a pillar, feeling extremely remorseful.
He regretted that he had underestimated the enemy and Zhou Gu. He got the news from the capital and knew that Zhou Gu had come to Nanping. He wanted to kill Zhou Gu in Nanping and use him as a sacrifice flag. He also wanted the Northern Hebei army to attack Nanping Marquis Mansion first and cut out
The first sword about the imperial court.
He secretly entered the Eighteenth Village, and the only people who knew his whereabouts were a few close associates of the Thirteenth Village Master, and among them were hidden stakes that he had buried in the Eighteenth Village long ago. He thought that they were foolproof and would not be leaked.
His news was that he and Zhou Gu would not face each other head-on until the matter was settled. Even if they did, he would tie up Zhou Gu and use him as a sacrificial flag, thus firing the first shot against Daliang.
But he never expected that Zhou Gu and Ning Chi, in a short period of time, led 30,000 soldiers and horses, found the secret passage to the Eighteenth Village, and attacked the Eighteenth Village.
Although 30,000 soldiers and horses are not many, they are enough to kill the Eighteen Villages, and the Northern Hebei Army behind him has not yet arrived.
Zhou Gu obviously wanted to recruit peacefully, but he was not impatient. He wanted to make the Eighteen Villages surrender to the imperial court without any bloodshed, but he changed his mind in a short period of time. Chen Qi must have leaked the news about his presence in the Eighteen Villages.
Zhang Mao closed his eyes, and the dungeon was dark. He felt that Zhou Gu had not killed him, so he would naturally threaten his father with him. But he knew his father best. He had been ambitious for more than ten years, how could he be killed because of him?
Son, will you be threatened if you stop?
impossible!
It is true that he is his most valued legitimate son, but he is not his only son.
He always knew clearly that he was not important enough for his father to risk everything for him.
He has to find a way to get out, but can he get out?
Can he escape from Zhou Gu and Su Rong?
He was afraid that he couldn't do it.
What was waiting for him, no matter how he thought about it, was a dead end.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the secret cell suddenly opened, and dazzling light shone in. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and followed the light to look towards the door.
The person who came in was Ning Ze, whom he knew.
After Ning Ze came in, he closed the door of the dark cell again, and the light in the dark cell suddenly dimmed again.
Ning Ze walked up to Zhang Mao and looked at Zhang Mao. He stared at him for a long time without saying anything.
Zhang Mao also looked at Ning Ze. The first thing he stared at was Ning Ze's hand, which was missing three fingers. He didn't hide it in his sleeves, so he could see it at a glance.
He stared at Ning Ze's hands for a while, then looked at Ning Ze's face.
To be honest, he did not expect Ning Ze to be able to enter this secret cell now. Although this is the secret cell of the Nanping Marquis Mansion, Ning Ze is destined to be unable to compete with Ningchi, and the title of the Nanping Marquis Mansion will have nothing to do with him in the future.
.Since we can't argue, and since it has nothing to do with it, then if he is locked up here, it stands to reason that he is not qualified to come in.
But unfortunately, when he came in, he was still alone.
He didn't believe that this secret cell was so well-guarded that anyone could come in. The only explanation was that he was allowed to come in.
He didn't know Ning Ze's purpose, so he waited for Ning Ze to speak.
Ning Ze's eyes also fell on Zhang Mao's hands. Zhang Mao was different from him in that he was good at both civil and military skills. He was the most outstanding son-in-law of Pingxi General Mansion. His hands could write and draw, but they also had calluses left by martial arts training.
of.
He stretched out his hand, and the broken fingers reminded him of the painful pain at that time. When he saw Zhang Ping's eyes falling on his hand, he finally said to him: "Zhang Mao, you know how my finger was broken, right?
"
The news from Beijing, he thought, could not be hidden from General Pingxi's mansion.
Zhang Mao nodded, "I know."
"So, go ahead and do whatever you can, if you don't want to have your fingers cut off like me." Ning Ze looked at him seriously, "If you don't do it, I'll cut off all ten fingers. That's it.
Fingers, and then toes, after cutting off the toes, and ears, I can give you all the tortures you can imagine. Don't think that I will be soft-handed because I have no power to restrain the chicken.
"
Zhang Mao said nothing.
Ning Ze sighed, "Do you think your bones are harder than mine? Don't bet that I can't do it."
As he spoke, he took out the dagger from his sleeve, looked at the tightly tied Zhang Mao, and seriously considered which finger to start with.
Zhang Mao naturally didn't think Ning Ze was joking with him. He could still tell whether a person was joking or serious.
When he saw Ning Ze's dagger approaching, he chose the thumb of his right hand first. He suddenly said: "Why?"
Ning Ze was puzzled, "Why?"
Zhang Mao asked: "Why are you here?"
Ning Ze said "Oh" and explained to him kindly, "The task assigned to me."
"But why you?"
"Why can't it be me?" Ning Ze frowned, "You talk so much, but none of it is useful. Do you want to delay time and wait for others to save you? I tell you, it's impossible. There are all hidden stakes in this city.
If you are exterminated by Miss Su Qi and Mr. Feng, no one will come to save you."
