In the big tent, as soon as the guards brought the black robes up, the father and son of the Zong family heard a voice coming from outside: "Sir Yang, the general has important matters now. Please..."
"I also have something important to do." He said and started to rush in.
"Young Master Yang!" The guard hurriedly stopped him, "You want to see the general. I am humble enough to report to you now..."
"Let him come in." Zong Xu raised his voice.
The guard heard this and stepped aside: "Yes, General."
Zong Rui watched Yang Shu lift the curtain and come in, followed by Miss Ming, and couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.
This Yang San is too careless in his behavior. What does it look like for a girl to follow him like this without knowing anything? To put it bluntly, she is used as both a counselor and a concubine, and she is not even given a title...
Damn it, it’s really too rubbish!
Third Young Master Zhazha Yang stood in front of them, looked at the tightly tied black robe, and asked: "General Zong, are you going to interrogate him all night?"
Zong Xu nodded: "His men were all dead soldiers, and they all committed suicide when the incident failed. Now he is the only one left alive, and I am afraid that the nights will be long and the dreams will be many."
Yang Shu asked: "General Zong, don't you mind if I listen?"
Zong Rui thought to himself, you are already standing here, how can we drive you out?
"If the general doesn't object, then I will accept it."
After Yang Shu finished speaking, Da Lala picked up a seat and called to Mingwei: "Come, sit here."
"..."
Zong Xu said: "It's okay for the Third Young Master to stay, but the interrogation will have to use some special methods. The process may be uncomfortable, so you must be prepared."
Yang Shu lazily said: "My master has been in charge of the Imperial City Division. I'm afraid the general may not know more about this interrogation method than I do. No need to say more, come on!"
Zong Xu thought so and signaled Zong Rui to start.
Zong Rui untied the black robe's mouth and asked, "Tell me, who do you belong to?"
The black-robed man looked very depressed, with sweat dripping from his forehead. He raised his head and glanced at Zong Rui, sneered, and then lowered his head.
Zong Rui asked several more times, but he remained unmoved.
It seemed that it would be impossible without execution. Zong Rui shouted and several personal guards came in.
But I saw them setting up a few benches, placing their black robes head-down on them, and bringing in a bucket of water.
Zong Rui said something, and the guard put a wet cloth on the black robe's face, then scooped up water and kept pouring it on.
After a while, thinking that the time was almost up, the guards stopped watering and took off the wet cloth from his face.
Zong Rui knelt down and asked, "Should you tell me?"
The black robe coughed a few times but said nothing.
Zong Rui waved his hand: "Continue."
This water torture does not look bloody, but it is really a torture. People are struggling between life and death, the air they depend on for survival disappears little by little, and wet cloth covers the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and even the senses are deprived
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After doing this several times, Hei Pao obviously began to feel dazed, but he was also so stubborn that he still refused to speak.
"Young General?" The guard looked at Zong Rui hesitantly.
Based on his experience, if he continues, Black Robe may be tortured to death.
Zong Rui didn't know how to decide for a moment. All the other dead soldiers were dead, and only Heipao was left alive. He was going to be tortured to death...
When he was hesitant, he heard Yang Shu chuckle, put down the tea cup, and said: "Since the eldest son of Zong can't pry his mouth open, why not let me do it?"
Zong Rui looked at him suspiciously: "You?"
Yang Shu stood up and walked over, leaned down and said, "Mr. Lin, you know that I have been in charge of the Imperial City Division, right?"
The black robe glanced at him, then closed his eyes and turned his head, as if he didn't intend to cooperate.
Yang Shu continued: "I admire you for being so tough, sir. People like you can usually only use special means. For example, the Imperial City Division has a secret medicine. After taking it, you will be in a trance and unable to control yourself at all. What are you asking?
say what……"
The black robe suddenly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't have to scare me, do you think I don't know? This medicine is very expensive, and the Imperial City Division doesn't have much. Only very important prisoners will use it..."
Speaking of this, there was deep hatred in his eyes
Yang Shu noticed it and sighed: "It seems that Sir knows that Prince Liuyang was once given this secret medicine."
The black robe gritted his teeth with an angry look on his face.
"In terms of love, I admire you sir very much. Even after Liuyang County Prince has been dead for so many years, you are still loyal to protect him. In terms of our stance, I am closer to you. But, who asked you to blame me?
My life is a chess piece, so I have to realize that I have become a chess piece!"
Yang Shu closed his fan and looked at him coldly: "I kept a copy of this secret medicine for myself when I was in charge of the Imperial City Department. Now that I am no longer in the Imperial City Department, I don't have to report it if I use it.
, since sir has sent it to my door, let me see if the rumored efficacy of the medicine is true or false!"
He took out a medicine bottle and poured a black pill out of it.
"Don't be afraid," he said softly, "Except for those few ingredients, this medicine is all a tonic. It won't cause you pain if you take it. It may even kill you."
After that, he threw the pill into Heipao's mouth, pressed his finger on his throat, and told him to swallow it.
There was fear in the black robe's eyes, and he felt the medicine slipping into his esophagus...
Yang Shu stood up and ordered his guards: "Continue."
The guard glanced at Zong Xu and saw that he had no objection, so he agreed: "Yes."
The waterboarding continued twice more, and the black robe's eyes became more and more distracted. The third time, the guards removed the wet cloth from his face, and he finally spoke: "I said..."
Zong Rui breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down and asked, "Are you from Prince Liuyang?"
The black robe moved his lips: "Yes..."
"What is the purpose of your trip?"
The black robe murmured: "We want to avenge the county king..."
"Revenge?" Zong Rui wondered, "How do you want to take revenge?"
"Encourage the Zong family, make the emperor suspicious, and force them to rebel..."
Zong Xu and Zong Rui were shocked when they heard this.
They all know how weak the emperor's trust in the Zong family is. If they really succeed this time and challenge them in front of the emperor, the possibility of success is probably not low.
If the emperor really made up his mind to abandon the clan, would they rebel or not?
If you rebel, the clan's reputation will be ruined for generations. If you don't rebel, your family will be confiscated and exterminated.
Zong Rui asked a few more questions, and Heipao answered them one by one. Sure enough, someone among them had already lurked around the emperor.
Zong's father and son looked gloomy, gnashing their teeth with hatred, but also extremely happy.
Had they not succeeded in defeating their plan this time, the Zong family would have been doomed.
Will the 200,000 Zong family troops be willing to accept the death of the Zong family? Although they may not rebel, the morale of the army will definitely be in chaos. When the time comes...
Yang Shu glanced at them, but asked another question: "You said before that the rebellion of the past was also involved in it today, is it true or false?" (To be continued)