Volume 7: Ma Mingfeng Xiao Xiao, the young man is raising his sword, Chapter 483: The Lobbyist
"Pah——", "Ah——"
The whips were hitting people and their screams were heard one after another.
Pang Ren was really miserable. He was suspended in mid-air, with his feet not touching the ground. His whole body was beaten blue, purple, and red, as if he had opened a grocery store.
"Ding Mu, a scholar can be killed and not humiliated! If you can give Pang someone a happy life, why bother torturing me so hard..." Pang Ren screamed and cursed loudly.
He actually had some integrity and never begged for mercy from the beginning to the end.
Ding Miao held up the whip soaked in water, panting heavily, and pointed with his hand: "Old pig dog, who do you think you are! Killing you will dirty my hands! I will torture you slowly.
, today is today, there will be new tricks tomorrow, don’t you expect it!”
"Bah! When the general sends someone to inspect, I will definitely file a lawsuit against you!" Pang Ren spat a mouthful of blood foam on Ding Miao's face and kept cursing.
"Papa -" Ding Mu whipped him a few more times, and said with a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, you will never survive until the general sends someone here! If someone asks, how should you answer, gentlemen?"
Several drunken military attachés nearby laughed and said, "Master Pang was watching the scenery in front of the cliff, but he accidentally lost his footing and fell into the mountain stream!"
Ding Mu laughed wildly, glanced at Pang Ren and said proudly: "Old pig dog, do you hear me clearly? It doesn't matter whether you die or not!"
"Pah, pah, pah—"
The sound of whips and screams came and went, over and over again.
............
It's late at night, and in about two hours it will be early morning.
The entire Qiwei Nest was silent, and the sounds of drinking, laughing, screaming and whipping had completely disappeared at some point.
In the entire natural cave of Qiwei's nest, apart from the lingering smell of alcohol and darkness, not even a single person could be seen.
Less than a mile away from the large cave of Qiwei's Nest, there is a row of low houses built with thatched grass.
There are almost no wax lamps here, the light is dim, and there are no soldiers on patrol, as if this place has almost been forgotten.
There are about five or six thatched low houses in a row. They are basically empty and uninhabited.
Only the innermost room, next to the stables, was dimly lit.
From time to time, people's painful groans came from the house, and because of the quiet night, they could be heard very clearly.
This room is Pang Ren's residence.
In fact, none of these five or six low houses were occupied, but under Ding Mu's instruction, Pang Ren was placed in the innermost one as expected.
For no other reason than because this small thatched house is adjacent to the stables, and in the middle of summer, the unpleasant stench from the stables spreads into this room.
Ding Mu arranged this just to humiliate Pang Ren.
Pang Ren was still angry at first, but he still had a big heart. For the sake of the overall situation of Qiwei Chao, he swallowed his anger.
Before he could think of it, Ding Miao got worse and humiliated him again and again. Until today, he was beaten with bruises all over his body, which was too miserable to look at.
"Uh...ah yo..."
Pang Ren was huddled on a couch, surrounded by messy thatch. In addition to the bed and thatch, there was an old wooden table in the small room, with a dim wax lamp on the wooden table.
Pang Ren didn't remember how he returned to his residence. He only remembered that he was beaten until he passed out. Before he passed out, his only glimmer of consciousness told him that he was afraid that his fate would be decided there tonight.
But when he woke up in a daze and the pain awakened his consciousness, he realized that he had been sent back to the house without knowing when, and that Ding Miao had actually kept his life.
He struggled to get the small medicine box under the bed, and smeared the wounds on his body under the dim wax lamp while crying.
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
He felt the pain coming from his skin, and his crying finally became louder and louder, miserable and sad.
Until the end, he burst into tears.
What do you want? What does the gain or loss of the Qiwei Nest have to do with you? He is just a public-minded person, but he suffered such a misfortune and was beaten so severely by Ding Mu. Thinking that such torture will follow him like a shadow in the future, he is even more heartbroken.
He struggled to his feet tremblingly, slowly knelt down towards Shen Jizhou's camp on the Jiuzhang battlefield, and kowtowed three times.
When he raised his head again, his face was full of despair and grief.
"My lord, Pang Ren has tried his best! But it shouldn't have happened. My lord, why did you find such a beast to guard Qiwei's nest! One wrong step, every wrong step! Sooner or later, Qiwei's nest will be unable to be saved!"
Pang Ren cried and kowtowed.
"I want to be loyal and loyal, but I don't want to be harmed by that bastard beast! Come on! Since I'm going to be humiliated by him in every way in life, it's better to die to show my ambition, and to be worthy of the Lord's king and ministers!"
When Pang Ren said this, his energy and blood suddenly surged. He stood up suddenly, enduring the pain. He took two steps to the wall and pulled out his saber.
The scimitar is like the moon, and the blade is filled with a cold breath.
"Pang Ren will die today if he dies, but Ding Mu, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" There was a burst of resentment and sadness in Pang Ren's eyes.
With a "swipe" sound, he placed the saber across his neck.
"My lord! I will take the first step!"
He felt cruel in his heart, gritted his teeth, and wanted to wipe his neck.
Seeing that Pang Ren was about to be splattered with blood.
“Whoosh—pop—”
At this moment, a pebble as big as a pea pierced through the window paper of the low house, and a stream of light hit Pang Ren's wrist.
As if being burned, the pain instantly spread throughout Pang Ren's arm.
"Ouch... bang..."
Pang Ren shook his hand in pain, and the sword in his hand instantly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"Master Pang, you have a stratagem and are dedicated to serving the public good. Wouldn't it be a pity if you killed yourself because you were a beast? A real man, born between heaven and earth, why would you want to die?"
The voice was steady, word by word, and came in from the window.
Pang Ren was shocked and turned pale. He raised his head and exclaimed: "Who is it?"
There were footsteps at the door of the low house, and it sounded like there was more than one person.
When Pang Ren looked up, he saw an unfamiliar young man in white clothes, followed by three strong men, walking in with a faint smile on his face.
"You...you guys!" Pang Ren was nervous for a while and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But he saw the young man in white in the middle, with a calm look on his face, and said with a smile: "Master Pang, don't be afraid, the person who rescues you from the sea of misery has arrived! Why, you are not even afraid of the violent and cruel Ding Mu, is it possible that you are afraid of me?"
As he said that, the young man in white walked in slowly.
The three strong men behind him dispersed at the door in a tacit understanding and closed the door at the same time.
In the entire short room, only the young master and Pang Ren were left.
After all, Pang Ren still had some courage. For a moment, he no longer had the panic, his face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, you are so unfamiliar. I'm afraid it's not very convenient for you to be here so late at night..."
The white-clothed young man smiled lightly and said: "I didn't want to disturb Mr. Pang, but seeing that you are such a talented and learned man, it would be a pity if you committed suicide, so we had to show up and tell the story... Don't worry, sir, we are not doing any harm."
I mean, if I really want to harm you, why should I stop you from committing suicide?"
As he said that, the young man in white raised his hand to Pang Ren.
Pang Ren secretly thought, indeed, if they wanted to harm me, they would not stop me from killing myself, but the stone that hit my wrist just now was probably caused by this young man. He said he was the one who rescued me from the sea of suffering.
Could it be true?
The young master in white looked at Pang Ren and thought about it, knowing that his mind was active, so he smiled slightly and said: "Sir Pang, a humble gentleman and a scholar, since a guest has arrived, why don't you invite me to sit down and talk?"
Pang Ren frowned slightly, pointed to the bed next to him and said, "The house is simple and simple. If you don't mind, please sit on the bed."
"That's right! It's not restrictive on the couch!" The young man in white smiled, flicked his clothes, sat on the couch, pointed to the opposite side and said: "Master Pang, please sit down and talk!"
Pang Ren sat across from the young man in white with a suspicious look on his face. Before the young man in white could speak, Pang Ren asked in a deep voice: "Since you have no ill intentions, but I don't know your name..."
The young man in white smiled faintly and said slowly: "The little name is not worth mentioning. Perhaps Master Pang has heard of it, and it is Su Ling from Nanzhang!"
"Oh... Nanzhang Su Ling..."
Pang Ren repeated it in a low voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in white in disbelief. His voice trembled and said: "You! You said you are Su... Su Ling! But Xiao Yuanche
That Su Ling from General Shi?"
The visitor is none other than Su Ling!
Su Ling laughed heartily and did not deny it. He nodded and said: "Whether it is Su Ling of Nanzhang or Shi Suling, the commander of the army, they are all mine... Sir Pang, I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!"
"You! You are so brave! Now that we are mortal enemies, you actually visited Qiwei's nest at night! Aren't you afraid that I will order someone to take you down?" Although Pang Ren was standing, he could hardly control his body.
, his body shook violently, he pointed at Su Ling and said in horror.
"Haha, Mr. Pang, you are too proud of the soldiers and military attachés of Qiweichao. Since Su can come to your room without anyone noticing, what do you think those soldiers guarding can do to me? In my opinion,
After all, they are just some people who want to sell out their bids!" Su Ling smiled lightly and didn't care at all.
"That's all, I thought you saved my life just now. I won't argue with you. I'll just pretend I haven't seen you today. You shouldn't be here. Leave quickly!" Pang Ren regained his composure after a while, flicked his sleeves and said angrily.
"Haha..." Su Ling nodded and smiled, then said: "Master Pang really has a clear grudge...but I can't leave. For a loyal person like Master Pang, if I leave,
Then Ding Miao’s followers will definitely destroy your life, wouldn’t it be a pity!”
Pang Ren was startled, lowered his head and murmured: "This is my Bohai matter. Since I entered the Bohai Sea and am a minister of the general, I must fulfill my duties. If Ding Miao really kills me, it is also time and luck.
It’s fate! Pang will never complain at all..."
Su Ling smiled faintly and said firmly: "Master Pang, are you really so desperate? You are willing to be framed by Ding Mu until you die, and no one knows the truth. In this case, what is the value of Master Pang's death?"
"My... fate dictates, what can I do? Since I can't persuade him, then my death in Qiwei's Nest is considered a worthy death!"
Pang Ren looked sad.
"Haha... I dare to ask Mr. Pang, are you really willing to die in such a useless way?" Su Ling said, staring at him with burning eyes.
Feeling Su Ling's aggressive eyes, Pang Ren didn't dare to look at her.
Suddenly, he felt angry. How could Xiao Thief's confidants question me in front of me? Ridiculous!
Pang Ren suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning, and he said in a cold voice: "Su Ling, you put it lightly, I am determined to give up, and whether I want to die or not, is it really up to me? At this point, what can I do! What can I do!"
Su Ling smiled slowly and said calmly: "I have something to say, which may save Mr. Pang from danger... But I wonder if Mr. Pang is willing to listen?"
"I...tell it!"
Pang Ren suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength and sat down on the couch slumped.