Qin Feng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Song Guangshan tightly, and his eyes seemed to penetrate human souls.
He frowned slightly and said in a cold tone: "Song Guangshan, I will give you another last chance. If you don't explain it, the punishment you will receive will be even more serious."
Song Guangshan's face was full of fear and grievance. His body was trembling slightly, but he still said stubbornly: "I didn't do anything, you can't wrongly accuse me."
A cold curve appeared on Qin Feng's mouth, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "I'm still stubborn, it seems that it's not possible to do without some ruthless means."
He stood up slowly, clasped his fists with both hands, and made a cracking sound. Then he approached Song Guangshan step by step, lowered his voice and said, "Don't blame me for being polite."
As he said that, he began to torture Song Guangshan with means. Song Guangshan screamed in pain, his eyes widened, full of despair and hatred.
A few days ago, the sun shone on a village with green mountains and beautiful trees, and Liu Bei slowly walked in with his horse.
He glanced at the surroundings, looked at the vacant houses, thinking in his heart: "This place is peaceful and peaceful, but it is a good place to settle down."
At this time, a villager rushed over with a worried look on his face. He said anxiously: "These houses cannot be lived in. The families there are gone. Some people say that this place may be haunted and it is very unlucky."
Liu Bei raised his head slightly, his eyes firm and calm, he stroked his beard and smiled heartily: "Hahaha, I have experienced countless storms in my life, and I don't care about such nonsense. So what about ghosts? I feel open-minded and I don't dare to provoke me."
After saying that, he strided towards one of the vacant houses, his back full of determination and fearlessness.
The villagers were stunned on the spot, looking at Liu Bei's back, muttering in their hearts: "This man is so brave, I hope nothing will happen."
The moment Liu Bei stepped into the house, his eyes sharply looked at the environment inside the house, and silently thought in his heart: "No matter what, this is my new beginning."
Liu Bei learned that this village was named Qingshan Village. If he wanted to gain a foothold here, he would definitely establish good relations with the villagers.
With a kind smile on his face, he walked towards a villager carrying a hoe and bowed slightly, "This fellow villager, I am a newcomer, and I will live in this Qingshan Village in the future."
The villager looked up and down at Liu Bei, a little confused.
Liu Bei continued: "I was originally a straw sandal seller, and my skills are pretty good. I will definitely provide you with some good straw sandals in the future."
The villagers then smiled and said, "That's good. Our village is short of someone who can make straw sandals."
Liu Bei thanked repeatedly. After the villagers left, he sighed slightly, revealing a hint of regret in his eyes, and thought to himself: "It would be great if the clouds were around me. With his help, the selling of straw sandals will be smoother, and life in Qingshan Village will be better."
He looked into the distance, as if he could see Guan Yu's tall figure and loyal face, his face full of longing, and murmured: "Chang Yun, I don't know where you are now."
Liu Bei's life in the village gradually stabilized, and he worked hard to weave straw sandals every day.
In that simple room, he sat on a small stool with his expression focused, and skillfully shuttled the straw ropes with his hands, thinking to himself: "You must make these straw sandals exquisitely so that they can win a good reputation among the villagers."
One day, Liu Bei brought his freshly prepared straw sandals to the market in the village. He smiled and shouted loudly: "Selling straw sandals, sturdy and comfortable straw sandals!"
At this time, several villagers surrounded him. One of the villagers picked up the straw sandals and looked left and right, and said hesitantly: "The straw sandals look OK, but I don't know whether they are patient or not."
Liu Bei had sincere eyes and patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, the straw sandals I made are all made of the toughest grass, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed. If they fail to wear them for a long time, you can just come to me."
Just as the deal was about to be concluded, a noise suddenly came from the crowd.
Liu Bei was puzzled and looked up and saw a few people who looked like gangsters walking towards this side.
He frowned and thought to himself: "Are you here to make trouble?"
The gangsters walked to the stall. The leader said with a disdainful look: "Oh, this newcomer is quite good at doing business, but you have to pay the protection fee to do business in this Qingshan Village."
Liu Bei's eyes suddenly became cold, but he still suppressed his anger and took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, I'm a newcomer and don't have much capital, so I hope it will be convenient."
The gangster laughed and said, "Convenient? That's not possible. If you don't pay, don't think about setting up this stall."
Liu Bei clenched his fists tightly, his heart was filled with anger, thinking: "If Guan Yu is here, how dare these sluts be so arrogant? But now I can't retreat."
He straightened his back and looked at the gangster firmly, and a conflict seemed to be about to break out.
Liu Bei was lying in his simple house, covered with scars from being beaten. He looked pale and frowned. Every breath was filled with heart-wrenching pain.
He gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling: "I, Liu Bei, actually suffered this humiliation in this small village."
Several villagers came together, and looked at Liu Bei's appearance and looked unbearable.
One of the older villagers sighed and said, "Brother Liu, those people have been domineering in this village for a long time, and we can't afford to offend them. I think you should pay the protection fee so that you won't suffer any more."
Liu Bei struggled to hold up, his eyes stubborn and firm. He said in a weak voice but full of strength: "Even if I, Liu Bei, die, I will not pay this unreasonable protection fee."
After saying that, he started coughing violently.
After slowing down, Liu Bei looked at the villagers and asked in his eyes: "Can you know what the origin of those people are? Why are you so arrogant in this village?"
Another villager whispered: "They are rogues from the neighboring village and they also collude with some bandits on the mountain. How dare we ordinary villagers provoke them? We can only swallow our anger."
After hearing this, Liu Bei's eyes ignited anger. He clenched his fists and sweared in his heart: "I will definitely not let these evil people continue to do evil."
But at this moment, the pain on his body made him lie down weakly again, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
Liu Bei lay on the couch, looking at the dilapidated roof with his eyes, and smiling bitterly in his heart.
These villagers are simple and ignorant. Even if he says his real name, they don’t know what kind of person they were.
He slowly clenched his fists and had an idea in his mind, which was to tell Xi Yu about the situation here in the form of a letter.
He recalled all the past with Xi Yu, and those warm or entangled scenes flashed through his mind.
Although he was a little nervous, after all, some of the past made him feel that he might be sorry for Xi Yu, but he still firmly believed in Xi Yu's sense of justice.
He struggled to sit up, every move involved pain, but his eyes were extremely firm.
Liu Bei found the paper and pen, his hands trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with thoughts.
Liu Bei raised his head slightly and looked at the villagers around him. He smiled gratefully on his face, and his voice weakly but sincerely said: "Thank you all for your concern, but I just want to be alone and I hope everyone will go back first."
The villagers looked at each other, nodded, and then left Liu Bei's house one after another.
After all the villagers left, the room became quiet.
Liu Bei sighed softly, adjusted his painful body to make it more comfortable to sit on the couch. His eyes fell on the desk in front of him, where paper and pen were placed.
After Liu Bei wrote the letter, he carefully stacked the letter paper aside.
However, as soon as he put down his pen, he suddenly patted his head and realized a key question: Who should I find to deliver the letter?
The next morning, the sun shone through the gaps in the window into the house. Liu Bei endured the pain on his body and walked to the door and called a villager.
The villager walked into the house and looked at Liu Bei with some restraint.
Liu Bei smiled and carefully selected a pair of straw sandals from his newly made, handed them to the villagers, saying, "This pair of shoes is for you. I have something to ask for. I have a letter here, and you need to send it to the Youzhou transit. When you get there, just hand it over to the relevant person, and you don't need to ask more about the others."
The villagers looked at the straw sandals in their hands, then looked at Liu Bei's sincere and expectant eyes, and were a little moved. He nodded quickly and agreed, "Brother Liu, don't worry, I will definitely send the letter to the Youzhou transit."
Liu Bei showed a look of relief on his face, and he said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you, this fact is of great importance." The villagers carefully put the letter away, turned around and left the house to prepare for departure.
Liu Bei stood at the door, looking at the villagers' backs away, and silently prayed in his heart that the letter could be delivered smoothly and that Xi Yu could receive his request for help.
In that quiet palace, Liu Xie and Xi Yu sat opposite each other, with black and white chess pieces on the chessboard arranged in an orderly manner.
Liu Xie frowned slightly, his eyes moving back and forth between the chessboard and Xi Yu.
Xi Yu was calm and calm. After leaving a son, he slowly spoke: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the secret guard Qin Feng is very good. Even if Song Guangshan is stubborn, he will definitely explain the truth under Qin Feng's methods."
Liu Xie sighed softly and played with a chess piece in his hand.
Xi Yu raised his head, his eyes deep and confident. He looked at Liu Xie and said calmly: "Qin Feng is meticulous and loyal. He knows the severity of this matter and will do his best. Your Majesty just needs to wait patiently, and I believe that good news will come soon."
After hearing Xi Yu's words, Liu Xie nodded, but the worries on his face did not completely dissipate.
Qin Feng's face had a cold expression. He looked at Song Guangshan, who was tortured in front of him, without any sympathy in his eyes.
Qin Feng was holding a torture instrument in his hand, and it was stained with the blood of Song Guangshan.
He tortured Song Guangshan again with force, and Song Guangshan let out a painful wail, and the sound echoed in this narrow space.
"I said, I'm willing to give it." Song Guangshan finally couldn't stand this inhuman torture and shouted weakly.
When Qin Feng heard this, a hint of impatient flashed in his eyes. He kicked Song Guangshan violently, kicking Song Guangshan to the ground, making a dull impact sound.
Qin Feng frowned and shouted loudly: "Wouldn't it be better to say that earlier? Why suffer these hardships? You're asking for your own fault."
Song Guangshan was lying on the ground, his body trembling constantly due to pain.
He was filled with pain and regret, muttering: "I, I was wrong, I will explain it now."
Qin Feng hugged his chest with his hands, looked down at Song Guangshan with a high voice, and said coldly: "Speak quickly, don't play any more tricks, otherwise you will feel better."
His heart was filled with contempt for Song Guangshan, and he was also looking forward to the truth that Song Guangshan was about to reveal.
Liu Xie and Xi Yu sat on both sides of the chessboard, with black and white chess pieces crisscrossing on the chessboard.
After Liu Xie left a son, he frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Xi Yu and asked softly: "Do you think the secret guard will torture the confession during the interrogation?"
Xi Yu was staring at the chess game. When he heard Liu Xie's words, his hands unconsciously rubbed the chessboard.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment and said, "This...is possible."
Liu Xie showed a look of unbearable expression on his face, and there seemed to be a stone pressing down on his heart.
He whispered: "Torture is not the right way after all, and it will cause innocent people to be wronged."
Xi Yu sighed softly and said slowly: "Your Majesty, although I don't agree with this method, sometimes it is impossible to use methods to some people. Some evildoers are very stubborn and do not use some tough methods, so it is difficult for them to reveal the truth."
His tone was helpless, as if he was looking for a reasonable excuse for this helpless act.
After hearing this, Liu Xie held his chin with his hand and understood the real dilemma that Xi Yu mentioned.
He shook his head gently and continued to focus on the chessboard, but the entanglement in his heart did not dissipate.
Song Guangshan sat on the ground, his face full of blood and pain.
His body kept trembling, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.
Qin Feng stood aside, staring at Song Guangshan with sharp eyes, and shouted loudly: "Tell me quickly, who instructed you to do it!"
Song Guangshan's throat rolled for a moment, swallowing with difficulty, and he said in a weak voice: "Yes... it's Chachatu from Kushan."
Qin Feng frowned, stepped forward, grabbed Song Guangshan's collar, and forced him to continue talking.
Song Guangshan was full of regret. He was wondering why he was involved in such a disaster.
He said tremblingly, "Chathatu wrote a letter to negotiate with me, and gave me a lot of money. He asked me to find an assassin to kill the Prime Minister."
"Why? Why did he do this?" Qin Feng asked afterwards.
A trace of resentment flashed in Song Guangshan's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Because Chachatu hated Prime Minister Xi Yu, the Prime Minister did not lend him troops, so he became murderous. The benefits he promised me were too many, I... I was obsessed with it and agreed."
His heart was filled with condemnation for himself at this moment, and he knew that he had committed an unforgivable sin.
After hearing this, Qin Feng felt angry and let go of Song Guangshan.
Song Guangshan lowered his head, waiting for the impending punishment, and knew that his destiny could not be changed.
Qin Feng frowned, stared at Song Guangshan like a torch, and continued to ask in a stern tone: "Then how did you establish contact with Chachatu?"
Song Guangshan leaned weakly against the corner of the wall, his face pale as paper, his eyes full of pain and struggle.
He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "In my mansion... there is a maid from Kushan. It was through her that I established a connection with Chachatu. I was only thinking about the generous reward, but I didn't expect to fall into such a situation."
Song Guangshan was filled with regret at this moment. He cursed his greed in his heart, and was also full of resentment towards the maid. He thought that if he had not accepted the maid and had not been blinded by the interests, he might not have ended up like such a terrible end now.
Qin Feng was eager to report the news he had just obtained to Liu Xie and Xi Yu.
When he stepped into the room, Liu Xie and Xi Yu were immersed in the chess game.
When Xi Yu heard the footsteps, he raised his head slightly and saw Qin Feng's serious look.
Qin Feng walked quickly to them and bowed deeply. His eyes were staring at Xi Yu, with solemnity in his eyes.
He thought to himself: This news must have a great impact on the Prime Minister.
Xi Yu put down the chess piece in his hand and stood up. His brows frowned slightly and asked calmly: "Qin Feng, is there any result?"
Qin Feng raised his head slightly.
"Return to the Prime Minister, there has been a result."
Qin Feng took a deep breath and told everything that Song Guangshan had told him. His voice calmly and retelled every detail in an orderly manner.
Xi Yu listened quietly, and as Qin Feng told him, his face became more and more gloomy.
When the mastermind behind hearing all this turned out to be checking the pictures,
He never expected that the matter was related to Chachatu.
"Chachatu, this dog thief! I have no grudges with him, he actually used such despicable means."
Xi Yu clenched his fists tightly, and his joints turned white due to the force.
Liu Xie frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubts and concerns. He looked at Xi Yu and asked, "What's going on?"
Xi Yu's face was still full of anger. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and slowly spoke: "Your Majesty, the last time I went to the Kushan Empire, I had dealt with this Chachatu..."
After listening to Xi Yu's story, Liu Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, gently stroked the jade pendant around his waist in his hand, thinking in his heart.
A moment later, a decisive look appeared on Liu Xie's face.
"I understand. The Chachatu of the Kushan Kingdom is really abominable. He dares to do such a thing to the Prime Minister. It is better to send troops to attack the Kushans and give them some color. How can my Prime Minister be bullied so much? You must not let you suffer a loss."
Chapter completed!