Chapter 272 She Can't Get It, and Liu Yusheng Doesn't Deserve It

The old man standing in front of her had gray hair, deep and sharp eyes, and cold eyes.

The whole person exuded great anger.

Zuo Xuan hurriedly knelt down, "Grandfather, grandfather's teaching, Xuan'er dare not or forget it, always remember it in my heart!"

"If you really remember, you will still make such a scandal today! Do you think that the relationship between Feng Qingbai and me is not hostile enough, so you came to add a fire!"

"Xuan'er dare not!"

The old man put his hands behind his back, and the anger that had just erupted on his body subsided for a moment, and looked down at the woman kneeling coldly.

"As I said, you can choose any of the noble children in Beijing, anyone can do it, but it can't be Feng Qingbai! If you can't remember any more, you know the consequences, I can choose someone to marry you at any time! Don't lose it! The face of my Zuofu!"

Zuo Xuan buried his head low, not daring to answer.

How dare she forget her grandfather's admonition, so she clearly cares about Feng Qingbai, but she only dares to secretly like it behind her back and never dare to show it.

Only in the matter of marriage, procrastinating again and again, indulging in his own unwillingness.

Feng Qingbai, that person, once he saw it, he would never be able to see anyone else.

She wanted to marry the best one, but the best one couldn't.

"This is the last time, and next time, you won't have a choice."

"Xuan'er remembered, grandfather." Zuo Xuan said in a low voice, "Today's Osmanthus Flower Forest..."

"How dare you mention this scandal? If you missed a hit, you got yourself into it. Only then did I know that my Zuo Shurong's granddaughter is so stupid!" The old man sneered, walked back to the desk and sat down without looking at the woman again. , "I will solve this matter, go on!"

Returning to the boudoir, closing the door, looking at himself in the bronze mirror with his face flushed and swollen, Zuo Xuan giggled, laughing and weeping.

After crying, the woman's eyes in the mirror gradually became vicious and vicious.

Fengqingbai is a gem, making other men look like fish.

She couldn't get this gem, and Liu Yusheng didn't deserve it.

Liu Yusheng, a humble and lowly peasant girl, is not even a fish-eye!

She's just a grit at best!

In the afternoon, after coaxing the woman to fall asleep, Feng Qingbai left Shengxiao Yuan and went to the study.

Hidden Guards came to report immediately.

"My lord, the Prime Minister's mansion really stretched out his hand. One of the drunkards sent to the yamen before noon died suddenly in the prison."

Feng Qingbai's eyes were light, as expected.

This time, if Zuo Xiang doesn't make a move, he will.

"Did the wind blow out?"

"It was released. The daughter of the prime minister's residence was left in the osmanthus forest where the drunkard was frivolous, and then the drunkard died inexplicably in the prison, and the wind has risen among the people."

"Continue to guide the direction of public opinion, Zuo Shurong, the old fox, wants to stay ashamed, how can I do it?"

"Yes!"

After the hidden guard retired, Feng Qingbai sat at the desk and began to complete the piled up official duties.

This time, other than a slight collapse in the prestige of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it has no practical effect.

He didn't expect to defeat Zuo Shurong once.

It's just to use such things to wear down the foundation of the other party a little bit.

The sand builds up into a tower.

In court battles, it is impossible to rejoice in enmity and hatred. Every game is a protracted battle. In the end, whoever has an omission in the layout will fail.

As for the Fu family, Feng Qingbai squinted his eyes, becoming more and more complacent, and it was time to close the net.

On this day, in a short period of time, the entire capital city was covered with new rumors, and there was a lot of noise.

In the streets and alleys, restaurants, restaurants, and alleys, there are stories of drunk people dying violently as soon as they enter the prison.

Everyone knows the reason, it has long been spread, but no one dares to talk about this matter.

The fate of the drunk is a shock and deterrent to ordinary people, as an example to others.

However, the ruthless means of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, and the attitude of treating human life as a must, also left a mark on the hearts of the people.

Wind reviews, a little bit lower.

into the night.

In the room, Fu Yuzheng looked at the note in front of him, sat quietly for a long time, then burned the note and quietly left the palace.

Enter from the side door of the palace and go directly to Qingning Palace.

Concubine Liu summoned him.

You don't have to guess what she's for.

Also know what awaits her.

When she arrived at Qingning Palace, the old lady took her directly to the torture room.

A woman with gorgeous and noble clothes sat in the torture chamber, out of tune with the surrounding environment.

The emotionless face, like those cold torture instruments, makes people shudder.

"You should know why this palace called you into the palace, and accept the punishment yourself."

The old mama immediately started, took off her coat, and tied her upside down to the post on the wall of the torture room.

Gritting his teeth, Fu Yuzheng did not beg for mercy.

This result was what she expected.

Helping Liu Yusheng and causing the daughter of the Prime Minister to suffer so much grievance, no matter how many reasons there are, she will not be able to escape this punishment.

Besides, she has no regrets at all.

This torture chamber is full of various torture instruments, leather whips, bamboo thorns, nails, pipa hooks, mace, soldering iron...

There are also two strong men responsible for the execution.

"Crack! Crack!"

Facing the wall, there was a severe stinging pain from behind, and a cold thrashing sound echoed in the ugly execution room.

Fu Yuzheng almost bit his lips to pieces, unable to resist the torture.

Cold sweat soaked her hair, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were dizzy, but she could still feel the cold and ruthless gaze behind her.

In the humid air of the torture chamber, the smell of blood gradually became stronger and stronger, making it disgusting.

By the time she was put down from the pillar, she had become a bloody man, lying on the cold ground.

The very light footsteps approached, Fu Yuzheng forced his eyes open, and in front of him was a pair of gorgeous palace boots.

Lift it up and slowly roll it over her fingers.

The fingers are connected to the heart, the heart is hurt.

"Hmm!" Fu Yuzheng curled up and kept shaking while holding back the moan that was about to rush out.

"If you do something wrong, you must be punished. You have been staying in the Nanling Palace all these years, are you about to forget who you are?"

Above her head, the lady's voice did not contain the slightest ups and downs, looking at her like looking at the most humble ants.

"Fu Yuzheng, this is not the biggest punishment, in any position, people have to recognize their own identity, it is impossible to please you in many ways.

If your mind is still not clear, I have the means to send you to the prostitute of the brothel. In this life, I will let you live a life that is enough to welcome you to the left and right! "

Lying on the ground, Fu Yuzheng remained silent, biting the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from passing out.

"One more waterboarding and let her go."

"Yes!"

Fu Yuzheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he laughed silently.

Waterboarding is more tormenting than whipping.

Concubine Liu was really angry this time.

She was pulled up and thrown onto a chair without pity, someone grabbed her hair, and her face was covered with a towel.

The cold water poured down her face, soaking the cloth and blocking her breathing.

After suffocating until his limbs twitched and drooped stiffly, the wet cloth on his face was removed.