The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

After only a few days in prison, Han Jing hardly recognized Cao Yuzhang when he saw him again.

The shabby prison uniform couldn't cover the falling fat, the hair was mostly white, and there was a slit of eyes between the red and swollen eyeballs.Either to vent their anger, or to make a statement, Cao Yuzhang used every instrument of torture in the sky prison.

"Han Jing, you let He'er go!" The fat man hanging on the torture rack breathed weakly.

"Huh?" With a nasal voice, Han Jing had a half-smile, "Uncle, you came here just to talk about this?! Do you think you still have capital?"

"The old man naturally has no bargaining chips with others." Cao Yuzhang's body was severely overdrawn, and every word he said was extremely laborious: "But it really does have it for you, King Jin!"

"You..." Han Jing frowned, his tone hesitant.

Cao Yuzhang barely raised his head, his deformed face showed no expression, and his voice was twisted in his throat: "Prince Jin is a noble man who forgets things! Wan Jin's death was so wronged, have you forgotten?"

Han Jing felt a strong sense of nausea mixed with the stench of blood, "Cao Yuzhang! Don't make too much trouble! Be careful..."

The laughter of "Woolulu" seemed to turn a broken bellows riddled with holes. Cao Yuzhang's body shook so that the iron chains on his wrists were shaking: "Be careful? Lord Jin, I have nothing left, what do you think?" What else can I be afraid of? It is you who should be afraid! It is your Master Wan!"

Han Jing's eyes were burning, and the sound of "creaking" teeth was numb, and the long silence seemed to have spanned thousands of years.The pupils shrank suddenly, and the man who was as fixed as a stone statue used his right hand to stab Cao Yuzhang with a long sword straight into the stake next to Cao Yuzhang's ear: "One more word, believe it or not, Cao He can't even survive today!"

"I believe it, of course I believe it!" Cao Yuzhang squinted at Jian Feng, without any fear: "It's just that once He'er dies, my handwritten letter will be handed over to Master Wan, Prince Jin, do you believe it?"

Pulling the sword into its sheath, Han Jingqiang pretended to be calm: "Zi Xiao won't believe you!"

A pair of small eyes on the bruised and swollen face were wrapped in the flesh and it was not clear, but the little nakedness exposed was more annoying than usual. Cao Yuzhang said softly: "Who knows! Otherwise, you can try it, my lord."

After returning from the prison, Jin Wang Han Jing looked out of his mind.He locked himself in his study and refused to show himself until the sun was setting in the west.

Wan Zixiao took the dinner and knocked on the door: "My lord, open the door! The food is getting cold."

Unable to hear the sound of walking footsteps, Wan Zixiao was a little anxious, and unconsciously increased her strength.Xu heard the uneasiness of the knocker, and Han Jing's dull voice came out: "Zi Xiao, do you believe me?"

Wan Zixiao took a breath, all the past was like a snake wrapped around her infinitely tired heart.

"I believe in you", just three words are enough to make myself give up all principles, fabricate charges for that person's country without hesitation, and torture and interrogate him severely.The courtiers, villains, and eternal infamy are nothing compared to his "I believe in you".But in the end?In his heart, life is worth less than grass.How silly.How silly.

Thinking that he could abandon everything to achieve the country he wanted, but...but he didn't know that what he wanted was never just the country.Wan Zixiao can't give the heart he wants, but he doesn't care for the infatuation he can give.

Later, I finally figured it out, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, it's just another wound on a scarred heart.That person's country has nothing to do with him, and he will never leave an inch for himself in his eyes and heart.

The saddest thing is that he, Wan Zixiao, is unwilling to give up.

"If you have any orders from the lord, you may as well just say it," Wan Zixiao intentionally lowered her voice, concealing all the emotions in her heart, "I am nothing more than a sharp knife in the lord's hand. If it is blunt and then sharpened, it will still kill at will."

"Zi Xiao!" The memory of the past is too bad, and I don't know where he will be involved, Han Jing called out urgently, and dared to stand up and open the door.It's a pity that besides the soup and rice that has lost its heat, there is only the thin back that is drifting away.

Han Jing bent down to pick up the dinner plate, and leaned against the door in embarrassment.They are always like this, guessing and guessing, but no one can guess what's in the mind.

Going back to the mansion, Han Jing just stepped out of the sedan chair when he saw Mr. Yuan running over in a hurry.The person must have been waiting outside for a while, his lips were blackened from the cold: "My lord, I heard something."

The reckless behavior was not reprimanded, and Gong Ziyuan asked tentatively: "Are you going to let Cao He go?"

Han Jing kept a calm face and did not refute.

"My lord, this is letting the tiger go back to the mountain!" Gong Ziyuan emphasized his tone, his fists were clenched and hanging down by his side, even the veins were clearly visible, "Cao He must die!"

Han Jing raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "Where did you hear the rumors? What is 'let the tiger go back to the mountain'?"

After being asked this question, Young Master Yuan was rather confused: "This... Caomin also heard that the prince asked the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment about Cao He yesterday... and deliberately excused Cao He..."

"Cao He is not a big villain or a villain," Han Jing followed the words, "Besides, this person is as timid as a mouse, even if he is released, he will not be able to make a fortune!"

"Don't let it go!" Gong Ziyuan reacted and almost roared, "My lord, you really have such intentions! Although the grassroots don't know why the lord wants to do this, it's just that this Cao He must never be let go! Cut the weeds but not the roots, and it will be a success in the future." disaster!"

Han Jing is not a fool, and the pros and cons are clear, but...

Seeing Han Jing remain calm, Gong Ziyuan's voice slowed down: "My lord, now is not the time to talk about personal affairs. If you make a mistake, you will not only lose thousands of miles!"

Han Jingchang sighed, closed his eyes, and there was a deep sense of helplessness between his brows.

Wan Zixiao is a thorn, a thorn stuck on the tip of his heart, it does not take up much space, but when he moves, his whole body becomes numb with pain.But what about Xiaoshan?He is the bright moon above Han Jing's head, and he looks good in every way, and he can't pick out any flaws, not to mention chasing after him for so long, and he can't let it go if he says he can let it go.There are thousands of miles of land, and the monstrous power that makes people jealous, all of them are worth the pain he endured for this moment.

Han Jing clenched his fists, smiled at Gong Ziyuan, and said, "If you don't want to lose, you can't lose a penny. There must be no one from the Cao family who should go on the road. This king has a deep understanding of these things. Don't listen to gossip and gossip, you will lose the face of Prince Jin's mansion in a blink of an eye."

"Grassmen are reckless." Young Master Yuan leaned down, stepped aside cautiously, and said in a low voice, "My lord is wise, and he naturally has his own rules in mind. Please forgive me when the rough people in the countryside collide."

Han Jing tightened the external hexagrams on his body, and waved his hands casually in boredom: "No problem, no problem."

A few days later, the Ministry of Punishment issued a Chen Zhang.Cao Yuzhang, Cao He and other 18 people were sentenced to death. He Yudiao and Cai Yaoshi were exempted from the death penalty because of their meritorious deeds.