In the past two days, I have hardly eaten or drank, and I have never left this bed.
There was a feeling of urination all over my body.
Under the guard of those four strong men, it can be said that Yang Qian is still alive, which is already very good.
It's not that the four of them weren't fed, not only that they were fed, but they were also fed by their own hands. Of course, this action might be a bit rough.
The same goes for feeding water. Yang Gan swayed back and forth between the two extremes of being choked to death and being beaten to death.
When Zhang Bao left, he told these four people that if Yang Gan dared to speak or leave the bed, he would be beaten directly.
I was just afraid that Yang Qian would seduce these four people with some conditions.
Yang Qian is a state shepherd, and his control over people's hearts is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Not letting him speak is naturally the best way.
Yang Gan was miserable.
Turning over must be done quietly, otherwise, just like last time, when he turned over, he failed to control his strength and almost rolled off the bed. However, just this action, the four of them unanimously believed that Yang Gan was going to escape.
Two people carry it, two people beat it.
It is not unreasonable to say that a filial son will emerge from under the stick.
Although this filial son may not be his biological son, he must be honest and obedient.
In the past two days, Yang Qian finally understood it.
The reason why Zhang Bao guards him so closely is because he is worried that the news on his side will be leaked.
In other words, if the news leaks out, it will be Zhang Bao's turn to take care of themselves.
Although Yang Qian had a lot of ideas and strategies in the past two days, he was suffering from the fact that these four inexperienced strong men in front of him did not give him any chance at all.
As long as he opens his mouth, he will be beaten. However, when these people fight, they put a book on their bodies. Even if they are hit with a stick, in addition to the pain that is worse than death, they will be shocked afterwards. Nothing happened at all. If he continued like this, he would be tortured to death.
You must find a way to send the message out, or find a way to escape yourself!
Just as Yang Qian was thinking wildly, Zhang Bao walked in.
"Oh, this smell!"
"How did you four endure this?"
Zhang Bao pinched his nose as soon as he came in.
"Sir, although the smell is a bit unpleasant, it is better than losing our heads."
"Don't worry, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this person. We will follow the methods you taught us before and we will be able to withstand beatings!"
"Now I honestly don't dare to say a word."
A soldier said to Zhang Bao with a smile.
"Mr. Yang is also the state pastor of a state. What you are doing is too unreasonable."
"In this way, carry it outside, take off all your clothes, and rinse Yangzhou Mu with cold water. By the way, call everyone in Yangzhou Mu's Mansion over to watch together. Otherwise, they will think that we are abusing Yang Zhoumu. No. I’m giving Yang Zhoumu a bath!”
"Go quickly!"
Zhang Bao said to the soldier with a smile.
"No no no!"
"Wait a minute!"
"Stop!"
Yang Gan was dumbfounded when he heard this. He stripped himself naked and washed himself, and he wanted everyone from the Prefectural Mufu to watch?
Isn’t this going to kill me?
If you do this, how can I see anyone in the future?
Am I still alive?
Yang Qian was immediately frightened and shouted quickly.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
“Damn it, I’m giving you face, aren’t I?”
"Did we let you speak? Brothers, copy the guy!"
The soldier saw that he had just praised their achievements in front of Zhang Bao, and the next moment Yang Gan spoke. Isn't this a slap in their face?
Several people were very angry, and the consequences were serious.
We went to get the guys separately.
"Are you stupid?"
"Now that I'm here, the rules you were watching will change at the same time."
"Those rules are only needed when you are watching Mr. Zhou Mu alone when I am not around. If I ask questions here, do you want Mr. Zhou Mu to answer or not to answer?"
"Put down what you are holding and see how scared our Lord Zhou Mu is!"
Zhang Bao stopped everyone with a look of helplessness.
Yang Gan, who was lying on the bed and trapped tightly, cried.
There is a trace of humiliation, a trace of fear, and a trace of touching that shouldn't be felt. In short, Yang Zhoumu's mood is very complicated now.
"Master, um... dad asked you to come over and said he had important information to tell you!"
At this moment, a member of the women's kitchen knife brigade walked in.
"Important information?"
"First untie Yang Zhoumu, and then the four of you will help Yang Zhoumu take a bath. I will discuss something with Yang Zhoumu later."
"I'll come as soon as I go."
"By the way, if Yang Zhoumu attempts to escape after being loosened, just hang up the naked Yang Zhoumu and let everyone come and watch!"
Zhang Bao got up and walked out, adding something before leaving.
Yang Gan was stunned.
He had never thought that a person could avoid the beautiful traditional virtues of Daxia, such as benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust, so perfectly in terms of code of conduct.
It was almost to the point where he would do whatever he could, but he couldn't resist.
If Zhang Bao acted in the normal way, he might have hundreds or thousands of ways to deal with it, but now, he has to find his Achilles' heel.
and……
What the hell is going on with these four strong men waiting for me to take a shower?
"Fuck!"
"Don't come over here!"
"Oh no! Zhang Bao, I'm going to kill you!"
Yang Gan looked at the four strong men who were getting closer and closer with a horrified look on his face. The despair in his voice could be heard throughout the Prefecture Mufu...
…
Lao He's courtyard.
During this period of time, Zhang Bao had been taking Bai Fang to deal with the situation in Dongzhou, and had not gone to Lao He at all.
Zhang Baoke knew that Lao He had been looking for trouble to deal with himself.
The matter of Feitian has left a shadow in Lao He's heart, let alone Feitian. Now when Lao He is eating, he dislikes the chair being too high to sit on, so he holds a large bowl and sits cross-legged on the threshold to eat.
I wish I could bury my legs in the ground.
But the storm will always come, and you still have to face it.
Zhang Bao looked around and saw that there was no special movement. Lao He's yard was quiet.
Zhang Bao walked in quietly.
Important information?
What important information can Uncle He have? Could it be just to lure me here?
When Zhang Bao opened the door and entered, he was a little hesitant.