"PS: At the suggestion of a book friend, the remnant of the Xiao family called themselves "Fu Weijun (overthrowing the Wei army)" and changed it to "Fu Weijun". Also, the confession method of scratching the blackboard with fingernails, I was afraid that the person in the article would be guilty before he was defeated.
I’m sorry for now, don’t mention such terrible things in the future. Finally, at the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket~』
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"Crack-"
With a crisp sound, the chains on Bei Gongyu's hands were released.
Since he was tortured by Zhang Qigong for more than two days, he was extremely weak at this time. Therefore, when he came into contact with the chain on his hand, he almost sat on the ground. Fortunately, the black crows who released the chain for him were able to do it in time with one hand.
He supported him so that he would not be embarrassed.
"I'll do it myself." Nodding gratefully towards the black crow, Bei Gongyu immediately signaled the other person to take two steps back, and he held on to the torture frame to stabilize his balance.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Hongrun became more and more sure of his own judgment, and he also felt a bit of admiration for Bei Gongyu - after all, not just anyone can persist in his faith and never give in under the torture of cruel officials like Zhang Qigong.
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After five or six breaths had passed, Bei Gongyu slowly walked towards the table in the execution room, and at Zhao Hongrun's signal, sat opposite the latter.
Zhao Hongrun looked at Bei Gongyu with admiration, and at the same time, he slowly pushed a glass of hot wine that he filled himself in front of the latter.
Bei Gongyu took a deep look at Zhao Hongrun, who was smiling, and thanked him: "Thank you... Your Highness."
It is also the title "Your Highness the Prince". When Bei Gongyu used it to address Zhao Hongrun just now, it was more or less mixed with some ridicule, but now, the ridicule has been replaced by admiration.
What do you admire?
Of course, he admired the magnanimity of the Crown Prince of Wei in front of him, whether it was the courage of the other party to recruit him, or the scheming of the other party to make him confused with just a few words.
"Gudu - Gudu -"
Under the eyes of Zhang Qigong, Yang Ji and others, Bei Gongyu drank the cup of hot wine, then opened a pair of bloodshot eyes and looked at Zhao Hongrun intently: "Your Highness, what you just said
……really?"
"I will practice what I say." Zhao Hongrun said seriously.
After saying that, he stood up and said with a chuckle: "Okay, it's already getting late. It's time for me to return to the palace. Beigong, you can recover from your injuries in the palace for a few days. As for what happens next, you and Qi Gong
Let’s discuss it.”
"...Yes." Bei Gongyu nodded with a complicated expression, a little entangled in whether he should get up to see off the Crown Prince, but the latter waved his hand and said casually: "No need to see him off, you sit down and rest."
Yes."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door of the torture chamber. From the side, Zhang Qigong quickly stood up and said to him: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince."
After sending Zhao Hongrun to the entrance and exit of the dungeon, Zhang Qigong couldn't help but said with emotion: "His Royal Highness's talent is astounding to me... I have learned a lesson."
Zhao Hongrun looked back at Zhang Qigong.
In fact, didn't Zhang Qigong think of using Gongjue to lure Bei Gongyu to surrender? Of course not, it's just that he didn't have the power.
After all, rehabilitating the Beigong family is contrary to the original edict of Emperor Wei Zhao Yuansi. Except for Zhao Hongrun, the "willful" prince of the East Palace, who would dare to make such a promise to induce Beigong Yu to surrender?
Therefore, it’s not that Zhang Qigong didn’t think of it, it’s just that his position and power could not support him in seducing Bei Gongyu to rebel. Looking at the entire Wei State, I am afraid that the only one who can do this is the one in front of him.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Zhao Hongrun was also aware of this, so he hinted to Zhang Qigong: "Qi Gong, the hundred "blank" pardon edicts that I have given you, do not let them become decorations... For me,
A pardon edict is just a matter of stamping two seals. If you can force Xiao Luan to a dead end in exchange for a few pieces of silk, why not do it?"
Zhang Qigong knew that the Crown Prince in front of him was reminding him, so he quickly raised his hands and said, "My lord, please be taught."
"It's snowing outside, just bring him here." After patting Zhang Qigong's arm, Zhao Hongrun walked out of the dungeon. Lu Mu, the head of the clan guard, was already nearby and put a cashmere cloak on Zhao Hongrun's body.
Together with Yang Yi, Zhang Qigong turned around and returned to the dungeon after watching Zhao Hongrun disappear from sight.
At this time, in the execution room in the dungeon, Bei Gongyu was holding a glass of wine and sipping it one bite at a time.
When his eyes came into contact with Zhang Qigong, it had to be said that both of them felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, an hour ago, they were divided into enemy and friend, one was the interrogator, and the other was the wanted criminal. It was hard to imagine that an hour later, the two of them would be sitting next to a table and drinking.
Not sure whether it was to relieve the awkward atmosphere or to sincerely admire the Crown Prince's magnanimity, Bei Gongyu said seriously after a long silence: "The Crown Prince... has the air of a king, but he is a little arrogant and unruly.
"
"Arrogant and unruly?" Zhang Qigong was stunned, and then couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth with an inexplicable smile.
In fact, he didn't feel anything similar.
Arrogant and unruly, the so-called arrogance refers to domineering, flamboyant, and fearless; and arrogant refers to pride, just like the glass of wine he gave Bei Gongyu to warm up at the beginning, His Highness's strong self-esteem
, which makes him disdain to use some dirty tricks, because he is confident that with his scheming and strategy, he can settle anything; as for being unruly... look at the 'war' between His Highness and His Majesty back then, and now with the Ministry of Rites
You can have a deep understanding of the "battle of wits" between Shangshu and Du You.
Well, sometimes His Royal Highness is really a headache.
"...However, among the nearly three generations of the royal family, only the prince has a convincing ability." Bei Gongyu added at the end.
"Hey, hey, when you say this, where do you put His Majesty in the Manna Hall?"
Glancing at Bei Gongyu, Zhang Qigong took out the stack of pardon edicts from his arms, took out one and handed it to Bei Gongyu, and said sternly: "That's why the power of our great Wei Dynasty is unstoppable! ... What do you do?
Make a wise choice, Gong Zheng, no, Bei Gongyu."
Bei Gongyu said nothing, and reached out to take the silk handed by Zhang Qigong. When he saw clearly that it was a pardon edict with no name filled in, he couldn't help but look at the identical thick silk in Zhang Qigong's hand with strange eyes.
A thick stack, I put it in my arms with mixed feelings.
"...Xiao Luan, you can't defeat such an opponent..."
Bei Gongyu sighed secretly in his heart.
On the same day, Zhang Qigong arranged for Bei Gongyu to rest in a wing in the Xiyuan of the Prince's Mansion. At the same time, he invited a doctor to bandage and apply medicine for Bei Gongyu.
When night fell, Bei Gongyu had a full meal in his room. He should have gone to bed as soon as possible to rest and recuperate, but because his mood was still unable to calm down, he never felt sleepy.
In his mind, the memory of the incident twenty years ago that he could not forget until now slowly emerged.
It was a dark night, and the raging flames almost swallowed up the entire Nanyan.
And in that fire, groups of well-trained Wei troops kicked open the door of his Nangong family, killing everyone on sight without caring about the crime.
He will never forget that time when the fierce Wei soldier swung a knife and slashed him in the chest.
Using trembling hands to unbutton his clothes, Bei Gongyu stroked the scars on his chest with trembling fingers.
Whether it is whip marks or fire burns, these are just new injuries left by Zhang Qigong during the two days of severe torture. However, under these new injuries, there is a scar from the left shoulder to the waist. This scar is far away.
It hurt him more than the new injuries on his body.
Because on the day this scar was left, their Beigong clan, a family with more than a hundred members, was wiped out overnight.
He still remembered that when he regained consciousness and crawled out of the mud despite the pain, what he saw was a mass grave that he would never forget.
It was in that mass grave that could be used to accuse the Wei army of brutality that Bei Gongyu met Xiao Luan.
"...I'm sorry, I'm late. As a descendant of the Xiao family, I, Xiao Luan, failed to protect you and my subjects of Nanyan. I am really...sorry."
On that day, Xiao Luan, the Crown Prince of Nan Yanhou, lowered his head in front of Bei Gongyu and the mass graves with a look of guilt on his face.
"What are your future plans, Master?"
"Revenge! Zhao Si betrayed Nan Yan, he must pay the price! ... Beigong, follow me! I need your help!"
"Yes! Young Master, as a descendant of the Beigong clan, I, Beigong Yu, will follow you."
…
"Beigong Yu, serve me!"
"Huh? Your Highness, did you hear correctly? You actually want to recruit me?"
"It's an instigation of rebellion! ... Either continue to serve Xiao Luan and let Xiao Luan take the lead in getting rid of your wife and children, and you will die worthless; or, you can serve me and kill Xiao Luan when he is captured, you
He is the master of the revival of the Beigong family, who can restore you, the Beigong family, to your noble status!"
"..."
"Pah——"
Bei Gongyu's hands slapped his own face heavily.
At this time, in his mind, the figures of Xiao Luan and Zhao Run appeared at the same time, lingering.
In Bei Gongyu's heart, Xiao Luan, who was born in the Xiao family of Nanyan, was a charismatic lord. He was cunning, ruthless, and decisive in killing, so much so that Bei Gongyu once firmly believed that Xiao Luan would be able to lead him.
They destroyed the Wei State and completed the revenge of these "dead souls" on the Ji Zhao royal family!
Bei Gongyu still firmly believed in this belief even when they "Fu Weijun (as the remnants of the Xiao family called themselves)" had to lurk again for some reason, or even fled abroad.
Until today, he met Zhao Run, the Prince of the Eastern Palace of Wei State.
That was a prince with a more charming personality, who was as cunning and scheming as Xiao Luan, but his mind was broader than Xiao Luan's.
In the past twenty years, Bei Gongyu followed Xiao Luan and gradually strengthened "Fu Weijun" in secret. However, during this period, traitors were still inevitable. In addition to those chess pieces who did not want to be controlled by "Fu Weijun", sometimes there would be traitors.
Some people like Sima Song (Wei Shan), the Marquis of Quliang, slacked off on revenge and even betrayed "Fu Weijun" because they had someone to place their hearts on.
And these people were all eradicated under Xiao Luan's order. His treatment of these traitors was even more cruel than his treatment of outsiders.
Bei Gongyu once saw with his own eyes that a soldier from the first generation of the Nanyan Army, like Sima Song (Weishan), the Marquis of Quliang, wanted to leave because he was in love with a woman, and even betrayed "Fu Weijun"
At that time, Xiao Luan personally chopped off the heads of the soldier's wife and daughter. Then, when the soldier was kneeling on the ground holding the heads of his wife and daughter in endless sorrow, he chopped off their heads with a knife.
Compared with Xiao Luan, Zhao Run, the prince of the Eastern Palace of Wei, dared to instigate rebellion against these rebellious parties, and even made a personal promise to vindicate them.
If the prince were anyone else, Bei Gongyu would certainly not believe it easily. After all, the original edict naming them as traitors and rebels came from the prince's father, the current Wei King Zhao Si, but this man named He Hesu
Wang Ce was appointed as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace...
Even though he was in Fuweijun, Bei Gongyu also knew that although His Royal Highness the Prince of the East Palace was rumored to be arrogant, domineering and conceited, he had never regretted or evaded any of the promises he had made in the past nine years.
Such a prince, Zhao Run, made such a promise to him. Even Bei Gongyu, who had secretly vowed to follow Xiao Luan, was shaken at this moment.
He simply couldn't believe that Zhang Qigong's cruel officials tortured him for two full days without making him surrender. However, the prince of the East Palace only used a few words to completely shake his belief.
Yes, it was not because of the threats from his wife and children, but because of Prince Zhao Run's promise to prosper the Beigong family.
Although it may sound ridiculous to enrich the Beigong family by marrying more than a dozen wives and concubines and having more than a dozen children, but...
Subconsciously, Bei Gongyu thought of his own age.
He is thirty-nine this year, so he may not be able to work hard and add some people to the Beigong family, as the Prince of the East Palace said. Anyway, as long as the court cancels the wanted order for him, he does not need to hide his head and tail.
"...I feel a little bit tired."
Bei Gongyu frowned, then relaxed his brows.
As Zhao Hongrun guessed, Bei Gongyu did secretly marry a Wei girl under a pseudonym, and as of now, he has two sons, one seven years old and one four years old.
Although it sounds stupid, if the three of them work hard, the Beigong clan will probably be prosperous twenty years later.
"Papa -"
Bei Gongyu slapped her cheek hard again, feeling ashamed of her stupid idea just now.
"No! I secretly swore to follow Xiao Luan to the death, but I cannot betray Xiao Luan!"
Bei Gongyu took a deep breath.
"...This is an opportunity. I can lurk on the side of Prince Zhao Run and secretly do... for..."
Just as he was firming up his faith, Bei Gongyu's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the pardon edict he had placed on his desk, and he stared at the small blank space where no name had been filled in.
When he came to his senses again, he had placed the pardon edict in front of him, had already polished it, and was holding a brush with his trembling right hand, ready to move it to the blank area where he had not yet written it.
A place to fill in your name.
"No...no..."
He shouted in his heart, but his right hand, as if out of control, clearly wrote his name in the blank space one by one: Beigong Yu.
"Crack-"
The brush in his hand fell to the ground. Bei Gongyu held his forehead with both hands and lowered his head.
He desperately realized that no matter how much he deceived himself, he could not deceive his own heart.
He betrayed Xiao Luan.
At the same time, on the roof directly above Beigong Yu, the leader of the black crows, Yang Ji, was lying on the roof, looking at Beigong Yu through the gaps in the tiles.
After seeing that Bei Gongyu finally wrote his name on the blank amnesty edict, he put the removed tiles back into place and left quietly.
After a while, Yang Yi came to the house where Zhang Qigong was.
"He has already written his name on that edict." Yang Yi shook the snow off his body and said to Zhang Qigong.
"This is inevitable."
Zhang Qigong was not surprised at all. After all, the choice given by Prince Zhao Run made him unable to think of any reason for Bei Gongyu to refuse.
The next day, Zhang Qigong invited Bei Gongyu, Quliang Hou Sima Song, and Gao Xianhou Lu Xin to the main hall of his "Captain's Office" - one of the row of houses located on the west side of the front yard of the Prince's Mansion.
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Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, and Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, arrived one after another, chatting in high spirits while holding hot tea.
Especially Gao Xianhou Lu Xin, after all, he had the greatest credit for catching Bei Gongyu this time. As the whistleblower, this credit was enough for him not to be suspicious, for fear that Zhang Qigong would suddenly withdraw the amnesty edict.
And just when Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, was chatting and laughing with Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, he saw Bei Gongyu, whose eyes were bloodshot, walking into the house.
"puff--"
The moment they saw Bei Gongyu, Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, and Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, couldn't help but spit out the tea in their mouths.
"You, you, you... Sir Captain, the wanted criminal has escaped!" Gao Xianhou Lu Xin shouted in horror.
"Marquis Gao Xian, please be patient." Zhang Qigong waved his hand and explained: "Yesterday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally instigated rebellion, and Lord Beigong abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. Therefore, I appointed him as the deputy captain to assist us in the arrest.
Xiao Ni."
"How is that possible?!"
Gao Xianhou Lu Xin's eyes widened in horror. You must know that he had been dealing with Bei Gongyu for twenty years and knew very well that this person was Xiao Luan's right-hand man. How could he surrender so easily?
On the opposite side, Quliang Hou Sima Song also had a look of disbelief on his face.
Ignoring the shock on the faces of Quliang Hou Sima Song and Gao Xianhou Lu Xin, Zhang Qigong looked at Beigong Yu, whose eyes were bloodshot, and asked pretending to be ignorant: "Master Beigong, were you at home last night?"
Aren’t you used to sleeping?”
In fact, he knew very well that Bei Gongyu had obviously been struggling all night, tossing and turning, so it was difficult to fall asleep.
However, he didn't want to say anything.
Under the complicated gazes of Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, and Lu Xin, the Marquis of Gaoxian, Bei Gongyu cupped his hands and said in a low and tired tone: "Such an incident happened yesterday. I... made Mr. Zhang laugh."
"Where, sit down." Zhang Qigong waved his hand and then gestured.
Seeing this, Bei Gongyu cupped his hands again and sat down in the empty seat.
At this time, Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang, or the first generation of Nanyan soldiers, Wei Shan, looked at Beigong Yu with a complicated expression, and lowered his voice and said: "You are Xiao Luan's right-hand man, how can you surrender to the imperial court?"
Bei Gongyu sneered and said lightly: "Weishan, what about you? You once served as Xiao Luan's personal guard, didn't you also submit? Furthermore, I, Bei Gongyu, did not surrender to the imperial court, but surrendered to the imperial court.
Your Highness the Crown Prince...these two cannot be confused!"
We must know that in today's Daliang court, although the royal power has been gradually transferred to the prince Zhao Run, it still belongs to the king of Wei Zhao Si in name. Beigong Yu deeply hates Zhao Si, how can he admit to submitting to the court? Bow to the foolish king in his heart?
Unless one day, the foolish king in his heart dies and Prince Zhao Run ascends the throne.
"You..." Wei Shan was speechless and secretly glanced at Zhang Qigong's expression, feeling a little uneasy.
After all, in order to avoid complications, he concealed the fact that he was Xiao Luan's personal guard.
"...It turned out to be a personal guard. No wonder Xiao Luan chose him to impersonate Sima Song, the Marquis of Quliang."
Zhang Qigong suddenly realized something in his heart, but there was no sign of it on his face. He pretended not to hear Bei Gongyu's words just now, and said to the four of them: "Zhang knows that the three of them once had a grudge, but now, all three of them are
Serving His Highness the Crown Prince, we are indeed colleagues. Even if the three of us cannot turn their hostility into friendship, we still hope to keep their grudges in mind and not affect major events." After saying that, he turned to look at Bei Gong Yu and asked: "Master Bei Gong,
You know Xiao Luan’s whereabouts better than I do, so I’ll let you preside over today’s deliberations.”
Bei Gongyu understood Zhang Qigong's hint, and after sighing melancholy secretly, he said seriously: "Xiao... Xiao Ni, they call themselves "Fuweijun", which is the homophone of "overthrowing Wei", and they are committed to destroying Wei...
...Destroy the Wei Dynasty and take revenge on the Ji Zhao royal family. In the Fuwei army, Xiao Luan was called "Gongzi", and had two groups of humerus ministers: "Chief Secretary" and "General" under his command, thinking of Wei Mu, the great general of Nanyan.
The deputy general "Ai He" is a general. The purpose is to steal military power, give orders when necessary, and deal a fatal blow to the court... People like Ai He were all soldiers of the first generation of the Nanyan Army, and they once spread over a wide area.
, even among the sixth battalion of the garrison, there are still people from Xiao Luan..."
"The Sixth Battalion of the Garrison?!"
Zhang Qigong's eyes flashed with a look of solemnity, and he asked in a tight voice: "Besides Ai He, is there anyone else?"
As if he had guessed Zhang Qigong's thoughts, Bei Gongyu shook his head and said: "I am the "chief secretary". In the past, I was only responsible for raising money and food for Fu Weijun and contacting informants. As for Fu Weijun's affairs, I am not in charge of them.
I don’t know the details, but I only learned about Ai He after the fact. But I know that there must be a spy above the level of a general in the Fenxing Army... I wonder if Mr. Zhang still remembers that nine years ago, Xiong Fen, the envoy of the Chu State,
When he was on an envoy to the Wei Dynasty, he was attacked in Yongqiu, and more than a hundred Fenxing soldiers escorting the Chu envoy were poisoned and killed with almost no resistance?"
"You mean..." Zhang Qigong narrowed his eyes.
"Exactly." Bei Gongyu nodded and said: "There should be a general from the Fenxing Army who came forward, gained the trust of the more than a hundred Fenxing soldiers, and then managed to poison them... Although I don't know the details.
process, but I heard Xiao Luan mention at the time that he was preparing to attack Chu envoys and provoke a war between Wei and Chu."
Having said this, he took out a folded piece of paper from his arms, looked at Zhang Qigong and said sternly: "On this list, all the Fuweijun rebels that I know of are recorded..."
Zhang Qigong subconsciously reached out to take it, but saw Bei Gongyu taking it back again.
Seeing this, Zhang Qigong frowned and said with some displeasure: "Master Beigong, are you still dissatisfied with the promise His Highness the Crown Prince made to you yesterday?...Tell me, what do you want?"
"I only have one request." Bei Gongyu handed the list in his hand to Zhang Qigong and said sternly: "When Mr. Zhang arrests these people, please let me try to persuade them first... I hope Mr. Zhang can understand, even if it is Xiao Luan
, I never thought about betraying the Wei Dynasty or even destroying the Wei Dynasty from the beginning."
"Having said that, Xiao Luan is now an unforgivable criminal!...Do you know his whereabouts?" Zhang Qigong asked.
I saw a few complicated colors flashing in Gong Zheng's eyes, and then he said melancholy.
"In the Kingdom of Wei, he took on the identity of a general and secretly reorganized the army in the name of Wei Gong Ziyu."
"Weiguo?"
After hearing this, Zhang Qigong's eyes showed a somewhat dignified look.
You must know that neither Wei Guo nor Wei Gong Ziyu can make decisions.