"As long as you have this thought." Su Ziji looked very happy and said, "As long as you act according to this thought, you will be blessed!"
Su Ziji smiled and spoke in a normal manner. For some reason, Bo Yan felt a chill in his heart. He froze, and when he waved his hand to order him to leave, he hurriedly left.
Su Ziji went to the rotary room and saw that Ye Buhui was asleep at this time. He was not sleepy for a while, so he lowered his voice and took a walk in the yard.
After the Daiwang Mansion was managed, the garden was full of trees and shades, and the birds were chirping. I walked on the pebble path, and then came to a rockery to meditate.
To be honest, I had a lot of surprises today.
Master Hui Dao came and said that he had a very noble aura, but that was all. Su Ziji actually believed more in the authority of actual control than in physiognomy.
But this person is the leader of Tongshan Temple. Maybe he can be used to balance the two sects of Taoism and Brahma. After all, both the Brahma sect and the Yin Guan sect are major sects. However, Hui Dao Zhenren actually has no troops and is almost scattered.
Fixed.
But Princess Xinping and Zhou Yao both became Taoists, which surprised me. When did it become so easy to become Taoists? Is it because the Heavenly Gate was opened again?
Just yesterday, I actually heard reports of strange phenomena coming from various places.
In the mountains of Chengxiang County, a wild man appeared, one foot tall.
A "worm" appeared in Chongjiang River, which could shoot water at boats. People who were hit by it would suffer from cramps, headaches and fever, and in severe cases, even death.
A monster appears in Yixi County. Its shape cannot be seen, but its sound makes people frightened.
Something happened in Yingqiu County where poisonous poison was used to harm people.
There are various strange signs, and I am afraid that not only the ghosts and gods are resurrected, but also the demons are gradually awakening, but they are suppressed now.
While he was deep in thought, someone in the distance was knocking the clock. Su Ziji woke up, smiled to himself, and turned back.
After entering the room, there were naturally maids helping to take off their clothes. Lying on the bed and looking at the tent ceiling, Su Ziji couldn't help but ponder: "As for Bo Yan killing Sun Bolan and two guards of the Qi Palace to plead guilty, and informing on Zheng Huai and Pang.
Si, this is unexpected, but it’s nothing. How is King Qi now? He may be furious, but I’m not afraid now.”
"This can be said to be this moment and that moment."
Thinking of this, I fell asleep.
Prince Qi's Mansion
Many people held torches, illuminating the courtyard as bright as day. On a chair on the steps, King Qi sat with a face as deep as water.
From time to time, screams could be heard in the distance, and with the crackling sound of whips, the screams became more and more shrill.
The people standing in front of King Qi did not dare to show their anger. In front of them, there were three corpses covered with white cloth. After an unknown amount of time, King Qi suddenly stood up and walked towards the three corpses.
The white cloth on one of the corpses was lifted. The headless corpse was no longer bleeding out from its cavity. This body was originally the body of Sun Bolan, the most trusted aide, but not only was it killed, but its head was also cut off.
King Qi stared intently, veins popping up on his forehead, and his eyes were so sinister that no one nearby dared to look directly at him.
"Okay, okay!" King Qi squeezed the white cloth hard, gritted his teeth, and laughed angrily: "You are so brave to actually kill my confidant!"
This is not only murder, just like when he had people make trouble for Dai Wang and kill the staff and guards of Dai Wang's palace, the staff he relied on most was killed in the restaurant he opened in the capital and had his head cut off.
, what a shame!
Throwing down the white cloth, King Qi stood up, suffocating in his heart. Facing the people in front of him, he felt even more angry. He looked left and right. Except for the people who were interrogating the hotel owner and the waiters, the remaining staff were standing on both sides.
In the past, King Qi would ask their opinions, but when he thought of Sun Bolan's tragic death, King Qi felt that he had been slapped in the face, and he didn't even want to ask.
None of this bunch of rubbish is of any use!
He was sullen and silent. In the distance, several people were hanging from a tree with their hands tied. They were being whipped by several government soldiers in turn. The whips were dipped in salt water and were slapped on their bodies. There was a gash in one go, and the wounds became more and more numerous.
, when the whip was drawn again, it all hit the wound. The pain stimulated the bodies of these people to twitch, and the screams no longer sounded like human voices.
"Stop!" The middle-aged staff member standing opposite saw that the fire was almost done. He raised his hand and several soldiers stopped.
The middle-aged staff member looked at these bloody gourd-like people coldly: "Why, you still refuse to explain honestly?"
"Mr. Zhao, I've said everything I can say. I really don't know. I beg Mr. Zhao for mercy, please Mr. Zhao for mercy!" The hotel owner was covered in blood and cried loudly.
The waiter hanging next to him also cried: "Mr. Zhao, we are telling the truth. They left for half an hour before we found out that Mr. Sun was dead. We really did not betray the prince!"
"The life of a little man and a dog depends entirely on the prince's reward for his food. How can he betray the prince! It's unfair! It's unfair!"
The middle-aged staff member Zhao Shou was very dissatisfied with this and said coldly: "Fight, keep fighting!"
Several government soldiers waved their whips again and whipped them hard at the hanging people.
"Ah, oh, spare my life, it's unjust!"
"ah!"
"Ouch!"
Snap, snap, snap! The whips hit these people one after another, and screams came one after another.
After a while, Zhao Shou stopped again and asked again: "Still unwilling to say?"
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Sun met with several people before he died. Judging from the situation, it seems that they were Jianghu people. Those Jianghu people must be the ones who committed the murder. I really don't know about the others!"
Everyone still said what they just said.
Zhao Shou looked at these people and thought to himself: "These people are not dead soldiers. They have not changed their stories after being interrogated for so long. It seems that they are indeed telling the truth."
There was pen, ink, paper and inkstone nearby. The middle-aged staff member walked over, picked up the pen, asked a question, asked several people to answer the question, wrote them all, and finally asked these people to put their fingerprints on the offering book.
But when he walked up to King Qi with the confession, Zhao Shou's legs were shaking a little when he saw the expression on King Qi's face. But he had come so far and it was impossible to stop. In the end, he still walked up the steps and handed over the confession.
He handed it over with both hands and said, "Lord, this is the tribute letter from those people."
The eunuch next to him hurriedly walked over to pick it up, then walked back and handed it to King Qi.
King Qi took it with one hand and unfolded it. His expression was already cold, but now it became even darker, so dark that he could almost drip water.
"Are you serious?" King Qi raised his head and asked in a dangerous tone: "Is this the result of your interrogation?"
Zhao Shou was afraid. Although he could feel that King Qi was getting more and more angry, he still had to bite the bullet and answer: "Your Majesty, those people did confess like this..."
Snap!
King Qi sneered and threw the letter of confession at his feet, and continued to stare at the staff: "You mean, maybe the person who was originally hired by me, Prince Qi, turned against him and killed Sun Bolan?"
What bullshit is this?
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Shou's forehead, but he knew King Qi's temper. If he didn't change his words at this time, he would still have some leeway. Once he changed his words, he would definitely be deceiving the Lord, so he still insisted on replying: "Yes."
"Then tell me, what should we do next?" King Qi's face was as dark as water. He took a deep breath and did not attack immediately, but continued to ask "gently".