Da Bong fights more people

The prince shook his head helplessly.

Dali Temple, prison.

In early summer, the air in the cell was foul and foul, mixed with the smell of prisoners defecating and rotting food.

The stuffy air makes people sick.

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple carried two jugs of wine and a bag of beef into the prison.He walked slowly to the cell where Zheng Xinghuai was held, not shy away from dirty place names, and sat down on Li.

"Master Zheng, I want you to drink." Dali Temple Cheng smiled.

Zheng Xinghuai, whose hands and feet were shackled, walked to the fence, looked at Dali Temple Prime Minister, and said, "You don't look very good."

"What's wrong? It's clear that her complexion is rosy and her whole body is relaxed."

The Cheng of Dali Temple unwrapped the butter paper and ate it with Zheng Xinghuai.While eating, he suddenly said: "After this matter is over, I will retire and return home."

Zheng Xinghuai glanced at him and nodded: "Very good."

After eating the meat and drinking the wine, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple stood up and bowed deeply to Zheng Xinghuai: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng."

He didn't explain, just left on his own.

Thank you for giving me my conscience back.

As soon as Fang walked out of the dungeon, the Chancellor of Dali Temple saw a group of people approaching. The two standing side by side in the front were Cao Guogong and Huguogong Que Yongxiu.

Why did they come here, the Lord Protector, as the main person in the case, was also detained?

Dali Temple Prime Minister glanced at them, and saw the entourage behind the two of them taking them into custody and bringing entourage with them?

"Dali Sicheng, let's meet again."

Que Yongxiu greeted him with a smile, looked him up and down, and said with his tusk:

"It turns out that you are only a sixth-rank official. When I was in Chuzhou, I thought you were a dignified first-rank sir. You are so majestic that even I dare to question you."

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing in Dali Temple?"

"Of course the prisoner is being interrogated." Que Yongxiu showed a mocking smile: "According to His Majesty's orders, the prisoner Zheng Xinghuai is being interrogated. During this period, no one is allowed to enter the dungeon. Anyone who violates the law will be punished with the same crime."

So saying, the two dukes entered the dungeon side by side, and the door of the dungeon was closed and locked inside by their attendants.

They wanted to kill people and wipe them out. This thought flashed in Dali Sicheng's mind, like being struck by lightning.

Instinctively, he wanted to seek help from the Minister of Dali Temple, but the fact that the two dukes dared to come here was enough to show that the Minister of Dali Temple knew about this and acquiesced.

Because the two dukes were ordered by His Majesty.

"They want to kill people to silence them, and then pretend to commit suicide in fear of crime, so as to make it known to the world. In this way, the anger towards Duke Huai will be transferred to Zheng Xinghuai.

"It's much simpler than overturning the previous statement and forcibly washing Duke Huai's crimes, and it's easier to be accepted by the people. Your Majesty, he doesn't intend to try the case at all. He wants to catch the princes by surprise, so that they have no choice."

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple walked away quickly, his pace became faster and faster, and finally he ran wildly, and he rushed to the stable of the Yamen.

There was only one thought in his mind: to find Xu Qi'an.

Only this stinky stone in the latrine can stop Duke Hu and Cao Guogong, and only he can be angry for the belief in his heart.

Cao Guogong covered his mouth and nose, frowned, and walked in the corridor between the dungeons.

"What is this stench, Cao Guogong, you haven't led the army for too long." The one-eyed Que Yongxiu said hesitantly.

"Stop talking nonsense, finish the job quickly and leave, otherwise things will change later." Cao Guogong waved his hand.

The two stopped in front of Zheng Xinghuai's cell, and Que Yongxiu glanced at the flagon and butter paper on the ground, and said, "Master Zheng, you have a good life."

Zheng Xinghuai's eyes turned red in an instant, and he ran out dragging his shackles, roaring like a lion: "Que Yongxiu, you bastard!"

Que Yongxiu was not angry either, and said with a smile: "I am a beast, I will kill all the beasts in your family. Zheng Xinghuai, let you escape by chance that day, which will cause so many troubles later. Today, I will send your family to reunite."

Zheng Xinghuai yelled and roared, and the grandson who was provoked by the spear, the son who was nailed to the ground, and the wife and daughter-in-law who were hacked to death with knives appeared in his mind.

The people in Chuzhou City fell to the ground under the arrows, and their lives were like nothing.

The scenes were vivid and clear, making his soul tremble and howl.

Que Yongxiu laughed heartily, leaning forward and backward while laughing.

Cao Guogong sneered and said:

"Your majesty can't stand the ups and downs these days. If you weren't useful, you would have died without a sound. Zheng Xinghuai, you are still not smart enough. If you can think about everything that happened in Chuzhou, you You should know who you are going to face."

Zheng Xinghuai froze suddenly, as if someone had hit him with a sap.

A few seconds later, the scholar's body trembled, trembling non-stop, trembling non-stop.

"Why did he do this, why did he do this, those, those are his people"

He lowered his head and never raised it again.

The spine of this scholar is broken.

Que Yongxiu snorted, "Thank Cao Guogong for letting you understand even if you die."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and said with a ferocious smile: "Give me Bai Ling, I will send him up with my own hands."

A follower handed over the white silk, and a follower opened the cell door.

Que Yongxiu strode in, with a flick of his wrist, the white silk wrapped around Zheng Xinghuai's neck, pulled it violently, and said with a smile:

"Zheng Xinghuai, the chief minister of Chuzhou, colluded with monsters and barbarians and slaughtered 38 people. After being exposed by Que Yongxiu, the protector of the country, he hanged himself in prison.

"Sir Zheng is satisfied with this ending?"

Zheng Xinghuai couldn't speak anymore, his eyes were raised, his face was flushed, and his tongue stuck out a little bit.

His struggles changed from violent to slow, and with an occasional kick, his life flew by like a candle in the wind.

At this moment, life is about to come to an end, and the past life emerges in Zheng Xinghuai's mind.

At the end of a miserable childhood, a hard-working teenager, a lost youth, and a selfless middle-aged life, he seems to have returned to the small mountain village.

He ran on the dirt road in the village, heading towards his home. He had walked this road thousands of times. Today, he didn't know why, but he was extremely anxious.

Bang bang bang!

He knocked on the courtyard door anxiously.