While in Huaqing County, Ying Er went to the southwest border with Mo Jingyu's autographed letter and tokens. This time he returned to Ruicheng and brought a reply from there.
Mo Jingyu had no intention of avoiding Chu Qingwan, but she wisely left first. Before leaving, she warned her hard: "Your health is important, don't worry too much."
Ying Er secretly glanced at the woman who made his master make exceptions many times, and felt that she was stunningly beautiful and had a unique temperament.
"Has the journey been smooth?" Mo Jingyu asked while admiring.
Ying Er quickly and respectfully replied: "Master, everything goes well."
Mo Jingyu opened the letter and read ten lines at a glance. After reading it, he couldn't help but sneer: "What a lucky king! Over the years, everyone has underestimated him! Ahem——"
The injury was still serious and he kept coughing whenever he got angry.
Lin Yu poured the water and handed it over. He took it to moisten his throat, closed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his chest, and ordered: "Bring Sun Ren up."
Sun Ren, who pretended to be Ma Ping and served as the magistrate of Huaqing County, was personally interrogated by Mo Jingyu all night while in Huaqing County. He confessed countless dirty and secret transactions, but there was no tangible evidence.
Mo Jingyu did not kill him, but asked the secret guards to bring him to Ruicheng.
Sun Ren was originally thin, and he lost his health due to his addiction to drinking and sex. Along the way, the secret guards only hung on to his life, which made him skinny and miserable. It seemed that if the wind got stronger, he would be killed.
The secret guard carried him to Mo Jingyu. He was kneeling on the ground with his back bent and his body shaking violently.
Without him, Mo Jingyu's interrogation methods that night at the Huaqing County government office were something he would never forget. The fear engraved in his bones made him unable to even look at the person in the wheelchair.
Mo Jingyu stood condescendingly, his voice without warmth: "Sun Ren, do you want to live?"
The ants were still trying to survive, but Sun Ren cherished his life and replied in a trembling voice: "I want to live."
Mo Jingyu said: "Okay, then I will give you a chance."
Sun Ren burst into tears with gratitude, and banged his head on the ground: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, thank you, Your Majesty for your kindness!"
Mo Jingyu frowned in disgust: "Go and see Liu Fengyi. I think you must have a lot to say."
As the prefect of Ruicheng, Liu Fengyi knew far more than Sun Ren, and they had many connections up and down the line, and there was trust between them.
Sun Ren couldn't figure out why Mo Jingyu asked him to see Liu Fengyi at this time, but he didn't dare to ask rashly and knelt down in a daze.
Mo Jingyu didn't have the patience to explain everything to him in detail. He only said a few words to the secret guard, then waved his hand and asked the secret guard to take him down again.
Sun Ren was confused. When he returned to the familiar cell, he asked tremblingly: "Sir, what does the prince want me to do when I see Liu Fengyi?"
"You'll know tomorrow."
As he said that, the secret guard drew his sword and involuntarily slashed his right arm and back.
Sun Ren's face turned pale in pain, and he was sweating profusely: "Sir, what are you... doing?"
The secret guard sheathed his sword, picked him up with one hand, jumped onto the roof, and headed out of the city.
Sun Ren was thrown into a broken house with no one to treat his wounds and no food to eat until the next morning.
The secret guard who brought him here had changed his attire, had various injuries on his face, and had chapped lips. At first glance, he looked like a fleeing bandit.
Sun Ren thought he was hungry and dizzy, so he rubbed his eyes hard, but he saw the secret guard stepped forward, casually tied his injury with two dirty cloths, and then said: "Let's go."
Sun Ren lost a lot of blood, was hungry and sleepy, and the sun above his head made his eyes black, but he did not dare to call for rest because this was his only chance to survive.
Qinggong was easy when it came, but it almost killed Sun Ren when he walked back. His mouth was dry and his throat was about to burn, and he finally arrived at his destination.