Chapter 1706: The Black Thorn Makes a Move, An Lun Is Abnormal

"Did you vomit blood?"

Fang Xing shook his head in disappointment, turned around and saw Shen Yang and An Lun, and waved.

"I've seen Uncle."

An Lun and Shen Yang didn't know why Fang woke up to do it, and those men who were full of evil spirits didn't know where they came from.

Two sergeants went over to capture the man, Fang Xing felt that An Lun came at the right time.

"An Lun, ask me?"

"where?"

An Lun felt that his chance to show his face had come, so he followed the people to the back.

"If you still run around, you will definitely lose your appearance in the future."

"The lower official is missing his front teeth, so the multiple scars on his face should be more pleasing to the eye."

"If you intervene in this matter, once it causes turmoil or anger among the princes, then you will be scapegoats."

Of course Fang Xing knew the meaning of Liang Zhong's sending someone to tell him the news: Zhu Gaochi was not moving, and if he moved, it would easily cause the vassal princes to fight together.

However, Fang Xing and Zhu Ji had feuds before, so no one can say anything at this time, the most is that Fang Xing is domineering.

Shen Yang said in a low voice: "Uncle...be careful about this matter!"

"I'm not afraid of anyone, I'm not afraid of the vassal king."

Shen Yang looked around and said, "I'm afraid of being thrown out as a shield."

Fang Xing shook his head, Zhu Gaochi didn't have this motive, nor was he so weak. As for Zhu Zhanji, that's even more impossible.

"ah……"

At this time, there was a mournful howl from behind, Shen Yang frowned and said, "An Lun also understands torture?"

"don't know."

Fang Xing couldn't help but shudder when he thought of An Lun's methods: "But he's abnormal... Uh, the methods are creepy."

"What method? Uncle, I want to go and see."

Shen Yang felt that his torture methods were a bit backward, too bloody, and wanted to broaden his horizons.

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Go, live and learn."

Shen Yang looked behind the disdainful gazes of Dongchang Fanzi, Fang Xing saw that those Fanzi were aggrieved, and said: "They are all serving the country, besides, your original methods were also brought from Jin Yiwei, don't be narrow-minded. "

…

Shen Yang went to the kitchen at the back, but he didn't smell blood, and the fan outside the door was originally from Jin Yiwei, so he didn't stop him.

As soon as I entered, I saw the man.

There is no heavy tying, but ropes are used on the beams and on the left and right sides of the house to pull the man into a big font in the air.

A sharpened log with a diameter about the thickness of a baby's arm was placed under the man's body.

One end of the wooden stick was driven into the ground, and the sharp end was only a hair's breadth away from the man.

"Take your time, don't rush."

At this moment, An Lun is like a painter or a poet. In this field, he can call the wind and call the rain, and he is extremely confident.

He stepped on the pier, faced the prisoner face to face, then looked at the terrified face and smiled, "Our family won't have a chance to show off after entering Beijing, thank you very much."

affectionate words,

With a gentle face, it was as if he was facing his lover. Shen Yang shook his head, thinking that there was probably something wrong with this guy.

But the next moment he felt that he was wrong.

It's not that An Lun has some problems, but a big problem!

A burnt red iron needle was held by the pliers, slowly approaching...

Seeing the direction of the iron needle, the prisoner struggled violently in the air, trying to get rid of bad luck.

An Lun stared at the iron needle, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it will only seal the place where you pee, it won't hurt very much, and don't worry, when you tell me, our family will open it for you... "

"Grandpa, please forgive me, the little one is willing to say! Willing to say... ah!"

An Lun didn't seem to hear the prisoner's begging for mercy. He clamped the thing with another pair of pliers, then pointed it... and stabbed it in...

"ah……"

The prisoner struggled violently, and the thing was stretched by the pliers.

"Would you like to say it?"

An Lun asked gently, the prisoner endured the severe pain and nodded and shouted: "Elder-in-law, the little one is willing to say anything!"

"But you made our family wait!"

An Lun suddenly clamped the prisoner's thing with the pliers, and twisted it vigorously, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"ah……"

Amidst the miserable howls, An Lun gasped, "You made our family wait, do you know that our family has to go back to have lunch, there will be no meat if it is late, and our family will be in a bad mood without meat, what do you think? What do you propose?"

"Elder-in-law... little... ah..."

An Lun threw away the pliers, his chest heaved sharply, looked back at Shen Yang, and said with a smile, "Master Shen, do you want to try?"

This smile reminded Shen Yang of the wolves he met in the grassland outside the Great Wall, the wolves hunting for food at night!

Those glowing wolf eyes are so similar to An Lun's eyes at this moment, Shen Yang shook his head and said: "It's almost there, take the confession and report to His Majesty."

"Not urgent……"

An Lun turned around, looked at the prisoner and sighed, "Don't torture me many times, just once is enough. Eunuch Sun said to be kind, can our family be kind?"

Apparently the execution just now was just an appetizer, so the fans all nodded and said, "Eunuch is benevolent, it's just that these criminals are thinking about luck, but it's embarrassing for Eunuch."

"Well said!"

An Lun pointed to Fanzi who said this, and said kindly: "Come on, get some boiling water for the prisoner."

Immediately, Fanzi lit a fire at the stove next to it. Amidst the smoke, An Lun took out a brush and said with satisfaction: "Our family has eaten roast lamb, and when it is cooked, we peel off a layer of meat. Then bake it..."

Then there was a shrill scream, and even an inhuman voice at the back.

Shen Yang looked at An Lun who was intoxicated as if he was carefully sculpting a human body, and quietly retreated.

The screams continued all the way to the lobby, and Fang Xing was standing outside the door, talking to Lu Zhen.

"Xinghe Bo, that Pugu insisted that he would meet with you before leaving."

Lu Zhen seemed extremely unwilling to talk to Fang Xing, and he also felt uncomfortable hearing the screams in his ears.

"I'll go later, or invite him to come and let An Lun make out with him. I'm sure he will always remember Daming's kindness."

Lu Zhen didn't know who An Lun was, so he frowned and said: "I have brought my words, whether you go or not is none of my business. But if Pu Gu insists on not leaving now, I will naturally report to His Majesty. "

Fang Xing nodded noncommittally, and said, "What can he do? It's just that he doesn't give up. He wants to test it out for the last time before leaving. I'll go later. Your etiquette department is also tossing around, why don't you just drive them out?"

Lu Zhen said disdainfully: "Have you ever seen someone who chased away the envoys before starting a war? Daming still can't afford to lose that person!"

Fang Xing sighed: "Sooner or later, the Roumi country will go to war with Daming. Besides, this kind of country is the most bullying and afraid of hard. If you make it hard, it will naturally soften. What are you afraid of? If they dare to attack, His Majesty will directly conquer them." .”

Lu Zhen cupped his hands carelessly and said, "Is this the same nonsense in the Battle of the Nation? Tell His Majesty what you said yourself. I'm leaving."

"Tell An Lun not to bother, and ask for a confession."

Fang Xing had already heard the sharp laughter, and knew that An Lun had already entered the state, and it might not be over for an hour.

...

"Uncle, this man claims to be a member of Prince Jin's mansion, but he has never met Prince Jin. He usually spends his days in the capital looking for news, and even gave benefits to many officials..."

An Lun didn't come, but his contented panting still reached Fang Xing's ears.

"Who communicates in the middle?"

"It's an aide in the Prince Jin's mansion, called Yuan Xi."

Tsk!

Fang Xing said speechlessly: "This routine is too common, and those vassal kings probably did it."

Shen Yang nodded and said: "Yes, the vassal kings have a lot of control over Dianjinyiwei and Dongchang in the capital, but His Majesty has no will, so they haven't done anything. This time Jinwang has changed a lot, and both of us feel that it's a bit scary. If there is a problem, I want to ask someone to ask."

"No need!"

Fang Xing felt that this was venting his anger, relying only on the words of a shopkeeper, there was no real evidence, and that Yuan Xi didn't know who it was, so he couldn't be convicted based on these alone.

"The King of Jin is very supportive of His Majesty's reform of the vassal system, so His Majesty just feels disgusted, but will not do anything. Liang Zhong is probably out of anger, and thinks that Ben Bo and Zhu Ji have enmity, so they just let it go. But you Jin Yiwei and Dongchang I will try to figure out what His Majesty is thinking, so be careful not to be called an executioner!"

Fang Xing left the matter behind and left with his servants, but the black thorn sergeants had already dispersed back without a sound, no one noticed.

No, someone noticed, gritting his teeth.

Yuan Xi was on the opposite side, and the skin on his face was darker. He waited until Shen Yang and An Lun came out together, and then saw the shopkeeper who looked intact on the outside.

"Which of those vassal kings didn't do something bad?! Do it if you have the ability, and see if it will be another time to cut the vassal!"

Yuan Xi sneered and left quietly.

In the capital, however, his name was Yuan Kui, so there was no problem with his identity.