"Immediately, now, go and call him into the palace immediately!"
He bowed to his father-in-law and said, "Yes."
......
East Factory, torture room
"Dingdong!" With a sound, the blood-stained iron whip was thrown into the copper plate by Cang Qiao.
Cang Qiao slowly took a handkerchief and wiped the blood of his hands, and said lightly: "Go and tell Your Majesty, I will enter the palace now."
"Haha... Look, Your Majesty Thunder is furious. What should we do if our supervisor loses his holy heart or releases this general obediently?"
A hoarse laugh suddenly rang.
Zhou Chen was penetrated through the shoulder blade by an iron hook and hung on the torture frame. At this moment, he was staring at Cang Qiao with great difficulty and embarrassment.
Cang Qiao took the little eunuch on the side and handed over the wine glass, and said slowly: "Haha, General Zhou, don't worry, you will be out soon."
The middle-aged man on the shelf was like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, and his body was sobbed that he was furious.
But the physical pain kept Zhou Chen awake for the last time. He suddenly couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked with some awareness-
"You... will let me go...you...can you arrest me in just to vent your anger?"
Cang Qiao took a sip of the burning knife, and the strong wine entered his throat. The burning feeling made him narrow his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly.
It is not a high-end wine, but it is strong enough. He likes to drink a sip in the strong bloody smell of torture, which has a strange stimulation.
"That's right, General Zhou has just discovered it now, but you are not hurt by the people in this class. It's really not like my style of doing things."
He chuckled lightly, and suddenly he turned his hand and poured the strong wine in his hand on Zhou Chen.
The strong wine was poured on the wound, and the severe pain caused by Zhou Chen instantly became depressed in pain: "Ah—!!"
Cang Qiao took the wine pot casually and pressed it against Zhou Chen's wound. The mouth of the golden wine pot pierced into the wound on Zhou Chen's right shoulder bit by bit.
"General Zhou, don't worry, I know that you are the father-in-law and uncle of the future prince, and of course I won't kill you. But my tone is really not smooth in my heart. Why can't you learn to be good at it? I have to do it with
This seat is against me?”
The strong wine flowed little by little, flowing through the wounds on Zhou Chen's body, making his nose, tears flowed together.
"Cang...Cang... Qiao...If you have the ability, you will...kill this general, otherwise sooner or later I... will ask you
The life of this eunuch!”
Cang Qiao laughed softly: "General Zhou is so angry, why are you curing your wounds, disinfecting them, and enduring them, those people who died under your horse's hooves don't even have the chance to endure them.
Woolen cloth."
He went to check it out in person. Even if Minglan tried hard to rescue, many people were seriously injured and trampled to death, and many even young children were.
Zhou Chen gritted his teeth and said, "What are you pretending to be... and the people, do those ignorant ordinary people know that you are so 'love of the people as your son'? They said word by word, the most disgusting thing is the eunuchs in the East Factory!"
He smiled pale or not: "Believe it or not, those so-called people are just a group of mobs. Everyone thinks that I am a good person and you are a bad person. One day you are a prisoner, they will definitely kill you with stones and celebrate with each other!"
Cang Qiao was not angry or angry, and said lightly: "I never ask about reputation when doing things, but only do what I should and want to do."
He paused and smiled lazily on his face: "As for all the people in the world, everyone wants to die. It would be great if my death can make the people in the world happy."
Zhou Chen looked at Cang Qiao's indifferent and cold eyes and found that he had no trace of lying. His indifference and coldness were because he really didn't care about life and death.
"You...you crazy! You are sick!" Zhou Chen suddenly couldn't help but tremble, not knowing how there was such a person in the world.
Cang Qiao couldn't help but laugh, and said contemptuously and lazyly: "I only know now, is it a little late?"
After saying that, he glanced at the wine pot in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Ah, the wine is gone, come, give us General Zhou a strong wine, let him soak in the wine jar and clean the wounds well.