Because Li Chuncheng, the captain of the security battalion, had been fighting with Zhang Xiaowu for four months and was now escorting Su Yu to Beijing, the task of guarding the deposed prince fell to Colonel Zhang Tongming.
Zhang Tongming never expected that the deposed prince would be imprisoned in the Mucheng dungeon at first. He had to serve him carefully, but he was not allowed to have contact with outsiders, for fear that his future would be ruined if he was not careful. At this time, the deposed prince was seriously ill.
, he opposed
Feeling much more relaxed, he whispered: "I have two possibilities. The first possibility is that I had a flashback before my death. The second possibility is that I was stimulated and went crazy at the time, but I woke up afterwards and in order to protect myself, I went crazy."
I can only pretend to be crazy now."
"Is it possible that he went mad from the beginning to the end?"
Zhang Tongming thought for a while and said: "A smart person like Du Shanbo should not make such a mistake."
"Perhaps Uncle Dushan deliberately failed to see that and gave him a way to survive. After all, the deposed prince is also your majesty's son." Zhang Xiaowu said this and followed Zhang Tongming to the Mucheng dungeon.
Zhang Xiaowu asked the others to wait outside the dungeon. He walked in alone and saw Xuanyuanzi lying on the bed, breathing like a silk thread. His hair was disheveled and his face was like a skeleton. He was covered with a dark quilt. There was a table in front of the window.
On the table were fish, meat, wine and some unusual fruits.
Although Zhang Xiaowu hated Xuanyuan Zixun for causing countless harm to people, he still asked people to treat the abandoned prince well. Zhang Tongming also treated the abandoned prince well. He walked over and sat on a clean stool, quietly looking at the crazy prince.
Xuanyuan Zixun, I don’t know how to talk to him, I don’t know whether he is really crazy or fake.
After a long time, Xuanyuan Zixun said in a hoarse voice: "Are you a ghost general?"
"Yes."
"Thank you for taking care of me and taking care of me for many days. I am so grateful."
"You are not crazy, are you?" Zhang Xiaowu felt that this was the prince. A person who grew up in the palace had experienced so many conspiracies and evaded many open and secret arrows, how could he go crazy because of a momentary defeat.
Xuanyuanzi said: "Gu is not crazy, but if he was not crazy, he would have been killed by Du Shanbo."
Zhang Xiaowu was silent for a moment and said, "You might as well be crazy if you look like this."
"Hahaha, you're right, I'd rather be crazy." Xuanyuan Zixun's voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, and his thin face showed a helpless smile, "I have known for a long time that you are an old member of Tucheng, but Gu has no faction.
They wanted to kill you, but now that I think about it, it’s a good thing they didn’t kill Shi Jing’s remaining members, otherwise I wouldn’t even have a place to go now.”
Zhang Xiaowu sneered and asked: "Are you looking for me just to tell me that you are not crazy, and that it is because of your mercy that I am alive now?"
Xuanyuan Zixun shook his head. A few dry grass fell from his disheveled hair, and he looked even more like a madman. He said: "Actually, I have thought about it for a long time. I am sorry for you people in the 27th Regiment, and I am sorry for the soldiers and civilians of Tucheng."
, Guzi will die to apologize, and I don’t ask for your forgiveness, but I ask for apology.”
Zhang Xiaowu refused: "Xuanyuan Zixun, you are not qualified to apologize. They are good people. They fought with the dog barbarians until the last moment! But you didn't. You are just a deserter and a bereaved dog. You are pretending to be crazy and stupid, don't you just want to live?
? Now you have survived and are living well."
Xuanyuan Zixun raised his head, his eyes full of despair and self-blame: "You are right, Gu is a deserter, a lost dog, Gu deserves to die. Gu is pretending to be crazy and living is not as good as death. He even regrets why he was with the king that day.
Respect
This traitor escaped from the Yashan camp together. Why didn't he dare to fight back resolutely? Even if he died alone on the top of Yashan, a hundred years later, Gu's fierceness would be passed down through the ages. How could it be like the bad reputation of mourning dogs today? It's too late for Gu to regret.
It’s too late to regret!”
Zhang Xiaowu looked at the other party with a sneer and said disdainfully: "Don't confess to me, and I won't feel pity. It doesn't matter what you say. If you just want to say these words, I heard them, so be it."
." Looking at the dejected prince, he lost the pleasure of revenge. Maybe death was a consequence for him. Li Chuncheng reported that the deposed prince had been suffering from blood in his stool and urine these days, so he asked him to wait.
Just accept the torture slowly.
Zhang Xiaowu stood up slowly and turned around to leave. Xuanyuan Zixun suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "I'm going to die. I feel like I'm going to die. I'm going to die soon."
Zhang Xiaowu said venomously: "Well, I hope you won't encounter thousands of soldiers killed by you in the underworld after your death, otherwise they won't let you go."
Xuanyuan Zixun shook his head and said: "You can ridicule me, scold me, or even beat me, but I only hope you can do one thing for me before I die."
Zhang Xiaowu stared at Xuanyuan Zixun with cold eyes, as if he had discovered the funniest thing in the world. He couldn't help but let out a weird laugh, pointing at Xuanyuan Zixun and being speechless. This person was too shameless.
"Only you can help the orphan." Xuanyuan Zixun begged.
"You are crazy. Now I finally believe that you are really crazy." Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but mocked, "You are my enemy. You killed my friends and family, including dozens of members of my father-in-law's family. I, Pao Ze
Tens of thousands of people have died because of you. My wife and I have been separated from each other, and we have been strangers in the world since then. It is also thanks to you that you have given us. Now you want to ask me
Help you? What do you want me to help you with? Let me kill you with a knife and let you die happily? Hahahaha... Don’t dream, I won’t let you die happily. Why do you think I want to
You are well fed and clothed, but I will let you live, but I will let you live but not be free, and let you suffer forever in this dungeon!"
Xuanyuan Zixun said sadly: "I didn't expect you hate me so much."
Zhang Xiaowu gritted his teeth and said, "I wish I could kill you with ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords."
"I'm sorry for you." After half a year of pretending to be crazy, Xuanyuan Zixun truly realized his stupidity. He had the right time, place, and people, but he lost a sure-win game. The most stupid thing was that he made the move to assassinate Du Shanbo.
The decision pushed Dushanbo completely into the opposite direction.
He had thought countless times that if he cried and called Uncle Dushan that day while holding his lap - he remembered that his father once said that you must treat Uncle Dushan like an uncle - compared to Uncle Dushan, he would definitely treat him like an uncle.
He is soft-hearted. Du Shanbo is loyal to his father and the empire, not to him.
He was too self-righteous and too trusting of others. He thought that he would inherit the throne and others would be tolerant to him. Unexpectedly, the battle between Shenghan and the crown prince turned out to be so cruel. Only then did he understand how protective his father had been for so many years.
Thinking of this, he sighed, coughed repeatedly, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Xiaowu did not pity him. As the saying goes, pitiable people must be hateful. Everything he did was caused by himself.
Xuanyuan Zixun sat up with difficulty, leaned his thin body against the wall, and looked hard at Zhang Xiaowu with a pair of cloudy eyes. He thought that this man hated him, but he didn't expect that he hated himself so much.
Until now, he could only ask for help from the person in front of him.
Zhang Xiaowu snorted coldly and stood silently at the door, but did not leave. He didn't know why he stopped. Maybe he hoped to see a dignified prince begging him to satisfy his abnormal psychological satisfaction. People always
There were times when he couldn't control himself. Facing the begging of the once powerful prince, Zhang Xiaowu also felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart, perhaps a happy feeling of successful revenge.
