There were clear cracks of whips coming from the basement of the Emperor's palace, mixed with bursts of muffled hums. It was clear that someone was being whipped.
To be precise, this basement is more like a torture chamber. The walls on all sides are an unsettling rust color, and there are various things hanging on the walls, such as hemp ropes, leather whips, a bag of red and white candles, handcuffs and shackles... instead of
To say this is a torture device is better to say it is a place dedicated to playing.
A naked man was standing in the middle of the house with his hands hanging, and a gag ball in his mouth. No one would have thought that this was actually Mingyou himself. Right behind him, Tokugawa Moto was holding a ball in his right hand.
The whip was whipped vigorously, crack - crack - the whip left criss-crossing blood marks on his smooth back.
A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Tokugawa Moto's forehead, but he did not stop, and still whipped the young Emperor responsibly. Mingyou had determined to regain the lost power one day since he was a child, and he diligently learned various techniques.
This kind of knowledge, including Chinese culture, has a poem in it: When heaven is about to entrust a great task to a person here, he must first suffer his will, strain his muscles and bones, and starve his body and skin... This poem became his motto, but it is a pity that he did not
Without really understanding the meaning of the poem, I actually thought of a good way to stretch my muscles, which was to get beaten. Over time, I actually became addicted.
Whenever Mingyu encounters something troublesome, he will ask Tokugawa Moto to hang him up in this basement and beat him severely. After the beating, he will feel comfortable all over his body. All the utensils here are his favorites.
, the only drawback is that Tokugawa is now old, his strength and endurance are much worse than before, and he always seems to feel a little worse.
Tokugawa used all his strength to hit the last few whips, and finally collapsed on the ground panting, and said feebly: "Your Majesty, I really have no strength. Please let me rest, cough!" At the end, he said
He blocked his mouth with his fist and let out a series of violent coughs. As he got older, it was already difficult to satisfy His Majesty Mingyou's request.
Mingyou turned his palm and hooked a button on the side of the shackles with his middle finger. Snap! The shackles were all opened. He reached out and took out the wet gag ball from his mouth and threw it casually on the ground. He glanced at the man who was slumped on the ground.
Tokugawa said calmly: "Trash, you are already old."
Tokugawa wiped the sweat from his forehead with his backhand and whispered: "Your Majesty, I am old. If the queen had not disappeared, she would definitely be able to take my place, cough!"
Mentioning the queen, Mingyou showed a look of pain in his eyes. There was a reason why he chose to propose marriage to the Tianman family, because he knew that Miss Jingzi was also a good person with masochistic tendencies, but it was a pity...
"Where are Pang Jun and the master?" Mingyou took off his nightgown from the hook on the side and put it on, returning to his well-dressed appearance. Who would have thought that the dignified emperor would have such a strange hobby?
Tokugawa, whose back was sore and his legs were weak, slowly stood up and whispered: "Your Majesty, they are both here. Don't worry, they and the Sea Eagle Team will be guarding the palace tonight. You can have a good rest."
Mingyou smiled coldly and asked: "Have a good rest? Do you think I can have a good rest?" Tokugawa was speechless for a while after being asked, and could only lower his head and remain silent. At this time, everything he said was getting darker and darker. He was alive.
Decades are not short-sighted.
Mingyou glanced at Tokugawa. To be honest, he hated this old guy, but he couldn't live without him. The most stable relationship between people is nothing more than two types, either they have common interests or they have common interests.
The secret between Mingyou and Tokugawa is not only that of master and servant, but also their shared secrets.
Tokugawa lowered his head and said nothing. He walked to the side and took down a prepared towel. He turned around and walked over and gave it to the young His Majesty with both hands. His loyalty to the royal family in this life is unquestionable. Unfortunately,
He is never as smooth as that guy from Hojo.
Mingyou took the towel and wiped his face. Finally, a forced smile appeared on his face, and he whispered: "Let's go out." Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound on the ceiling above his head, as if something was broken outside.
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The two of them immediately walked quickly to the door. At this time, Tokugawa showed the courage that a loyal minister should have. He took the initiative to block Mingyou with his body, and reached out to open the heavy metal door.
Above the basement is a side room of the palace. There are many porcelains in it. It is said that they are all valuable old objects. This basement used to be the place where these things were stored. Later, when Mingyou developed a habit of being tortured, he put them away
Everything was moved up, making room for his use.
Tokugawa walked out of the basement and saw the elevator directly in front of him. He turned to Mingyou and said, "Your Majesty, I'll go up and take a look first." Seeing Mingyou nod, he put on the posture of a strong man who will never return, with a determined look on his face.
Entered the elevator.
The elevator stopped, and Tokugawa walked out from inside, but he saw something that made his heart beat wildly before he took two steps. It was a knife, a knife with a cold light. Next step
The knife was placed on his neck within seconds.
"Old man, is that guy Mingyou in the basement?" The man holding the knife was a policeman, because he was wearing a police uniform, and the evil smile on his lips seemed to tell Tokugawa not to play any tricks.
Tokugawa Motoyo was very loyal, but he did not want to die. Like most people, he chose between loyalty and survival, and decisively chose the latter: "Yes... Your Majesty, he is here."
The policeman holding the knife smiled coldly, turned the handle of the knife and hit Tokugawa's neck with the edgeless part. The loyal retainer fell limply to the ground. A thought flashed through his mind the second before he fell unconscious.
, His Majesty’s eggs cannot be saved.
The policeman with the knife was none other than Tang Guobin who had sneaked into the dormitory. He knocked Tokugawa unconscious with a knife and did not rush downstairs to do anything. Instead, he stood there blankly, recalling the scene that had just happened.
Originally, the two brothers jumped up to the second floor of the palace together, but when Tang Guobin was about to go downstairs, he was stopped by Xu Qing. He took out a thin and white piece of dough from his inner pocket, rubbed it on his face for a while, and then
Looking up, Tang Dashao saw a face that he would only see when he looked in the mirror. This boy was so amazing.
In fact, the more exciting thing is still behind. Xu Qing put on the mask, scanned the floor with his eyes, suddenly pointed at a piece of ground, and said only one sentence: "The person you are looking for is in the basement, from now on."
"Go down to find someone in two minutes. When you're done, go to Room 908 of Fengge Hotel." After saying that, the boy disappeared in front of Young Master Tang, leaving him alone upstairs to count the time. Two minutes later.
Everything went surprisingly smoothly...
Tang Guobin was not stupid. He understood that it was Xu Qing who disguised himself as him and lured away the people downstairs, but he couldn't explain how this kid knew that the emperor was hiding in the basement.
[Author's digression]: Speed up the plot and save the process of castrating Mingyou. There is a tiger in your heart, and you can smell the roses carefully!