Zhang Mao's heart sank, and he also thought about it.
He looked at Ning Ze, gritted his teeth and asked, "I want to ask you, why are you here to interrogate me?"
Ning Ze was puzzled, "Does this have anything to do with whether you can recruit someone or not?"
"have."
"Well, since you said it has something to do with it, let me tell you that the reason why I came to interrogate you is because Mr. Feng said that I have experience." He pointed to his severed finger, "Well, this is the experience.
Learn from yourself and apply what you have learned.”
Zhang Mao was speechless for a moment.
"Are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, I'll chop it off." Ning Ze kindly reminded him, "After you chop it off, you can't press it back."
"Wait, let me ask you a few more questions." Zhang Mao looked at Ning Ze, "I'm not delaying time. What I mean is, are you willing to do this? Or are you forced?"
"Of course I am willing." Ning Ze frowned at him, "What do you want to say? Speak quickly and don't talk too much nonsense. I want to hear what is useful."
After finishing speaking, he said: "I really didn't come to scare you."
His whole person was slow and gentle, but he was serious about completing the task.
Zhang Mao naturally knew that he was not here to scare him. What this man was thinking was displayed on his face. He asked: "Why are you so willing? I remember I got the news that your fingers were chopped off by Fengling."
The information he received could not be inaccurate.
Ning Ze was not angry, "Of course it's because I was impressed by the power of Miss Su Qi and Mr. Feng and joined them. Are you stupid?"
He suddenly suspected that Zhang Maokong had a false reputation.
Zhang Mao paused and looked at Ning Ze in disbelief, "Did you seek refuge with Su Rong?"
"Yes." Ning Ze straightened his back and said with some pride: "The laws of Daliang Chaotang have nothing to do with Nan Chu. I can't be an official in Daliang in the future, but I can go to Nan Chu. Su Qi
The lady agreed."
He looked proud, "I am Miss Su Qi now and have experience. Of course I am here to interrogate you."
Zhang Mao was shocked. Looking at Ning Ze and the dagger in his hand, as well as the fact that he appeared alone in this cell to interrogate him, this explanation would make sense.
"You talk so much nonsense, but you haven't said a single useful word. I'm going to take action." Ning Ze clenched the dagger tightly. It was his first time doing this, and he seemed to be a bit unskilled. "Anyway, Young Master Feng said, as long as I keep you
Just take one breath and don’t let you die.”
"Wait." Zhang Mao didn't want to die, and of course he didn't want to have his fingers cut off either.
He was a smart man and someone who could see his future path more clearly than Ning Ze. When he was stopped by Su Rong, the negotiation failed, and he was surrounded and killed, all the people around him had their hands broken, and none of them ran away, and he died.
He was the only one left in front of him. He was tied up and imprisoned in this secret prison. He knew that he was finished.
There was only one way for him to die. It was impossible for his father to be threatened by Su Rong for him, and Zhou Gu and Su Rong would not let him break away and escape.
His only fate is death.
The difference is whether he dies with integrity or he dies as a coward.
He clenched his hands and said to Ning Ze, "I want to see Miss Su Qi."
Ning Ze shook his head. He might as well tell him, "She's not here. I'm going to continue digging the hidden stakes along the line. I'll probably be able to come back after pulling out all the hidden stakes on the Nanping boundary."
Zhang Mao said: "Then I'll see Mr. Feng."
Ning Ze held the dagger and frowned, "You look down on me? I'm enough to judge you."
Zhang Mao stared at him, "I also want to join Su Rong, can you make the decision?"
"Ah?" Ning Ze finally lost his temper and opened his eyes wide in shock, "Are you kidding me?"
Who is Zhang Mao? Zhang Ping's legitimate son. If he had not been arrested, he would be the person with the most say in the Zhang family besides Zhang Ping. In other words, if Zhang Ping's rebellion succeeds, he will be like the echo of Prince Yan.
.
"I'm not joking." Zhang Mao also looked at Ning Ze seriously, "Please tell Mr. Feng."
Ning Ze stuttered a little, "You, you're not that good, are you? Are you more spineless than me? Are you afraid of death?"
You know, if he takes refuge with Su Rong, it will be like inserting a sword from within the Zhang family, a sword that can kill Zhang Ping. Can this be done by a biological son?
Can he compare with him? He took refuge in Su Rong, which was her mother's wish. It was a path he found for himself after he fell into the mud and had no future. He took refuge in Su Rong and it would not affect his family.
But he was different. If he took refuge in Su Rong, would he have to watch or help Su Rong torture his father to death with his own hands?
"Death? Of course I'm afraid of it." Zhang Mao said calmly: "But what is more terrifying than death is dying like this. I would rather live than die like this."
Ning Ze didn't understand. He scratched his head and said, "I don't understand what you said. You are not dead now."
"I'm about to die." Zhang Mao said: "If I don't take refuge in Su Rong, or if Su Rong doesn't accept my surrender, I will only die."
He asked Ning Ze, "Do you think, do you think that my father, who has many sons, would be willing to save me?"
"If he gives up his rebellion, you will certainly be able to survive." Ning Ze said: "Your Majesty is generous and the Crown Prince is kind. He will not put your Zhang family to death. After all, it is better to turn back."
"He will not give up on me. He has been planning for more than ten years." Zhang Mao shook his head, "So, do you think it is worth it compared to me dying like this? Or is it not worth it?"
Ning Ze was a little embarrassed. He didn't know. After all, Zhang Mao was much more capable than him. Who knows if a person will live in the next life after he dies? Who knows whether he will be so capable in the next life? If he dies like this, he may still be able to survive.
Are you really unwilling?
He took the dagger back and said to him: "Okay, then you wait, I'll go find Mr. Feng."
This matter was not something he could decide, so he turned around and walked out of the secret cell.
Zhang Mao listened to his footsteps leaving in a hurry, and then looked at the dim light, humid air, and corrosive smell in the dark cell. He didn't know how many people had been imprisoned here, how many people walked out of here alive, and how many people had walked out of here alive.
How many people died here until their death.
Ning Ze ran to the kitchen, but Fengling was no longer there. After eating and drinking, he returned to the courtyard where he lived, so he could only run to Lihua Garden again.
Fengling had already laid down on the bed to meet Duke Zhou.
Ning Ze felt that this matter was a big deal, so he broke into Fengling's room and pushed him to wake him up. Now he no longer called Mr. Feng, "Fengling, wake up, don't sleep yet."
Fengling was woken up and opened her eyes impatiently, "Why are you calling me? Can you really not do such a small thing?"
"No." Ning Ze shook his head, "It was Zhang Mao who said that he also wanted to seek refuge with Miss Su Qi."
"Huh?" Fengling was surprised.
"That's what he said. He seemed quite serious. I said Miss Su Qi wasn't here, so he said he could find you." Ning Ze guessed, "Maybe he's just like me. He's a weakling. He wants to chop off his fingers when he sees my dagger.
