Chapter 744 Liu Bei Continues to Sell Straw Sandals

Qin Feng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring at Song Guangshan closely, and that look seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul.

He frowned slightly and said in a cold tone: "Song Guangshan, I will give you one last chance. If you still don't confess, the punishment you will receive will be more severe."

Song Guangshan's face was full of fear and grievance. His body trembled slightly, but he still said stubbornly: "I didn't do anything, you can't wrong me."

Qin Feng's mouth corners raised a cold arc, and he snorted in his heart: "Still talking hard, it seems that you can't do it without some ruthless means."

He stood up slowly, clenched his fists with both hands, and his joints made a crackling sound, then he approached Song Guangshan step by step, lowered his voice and said: "Then don't blame me for being rude."

As he said, he began to torture Song Guangshan, and Song Guangshan screamed in pain, his eyes widened, full of despair and hatred.

A few days ago, the sun shone on a village with green mountains and beautiful trees, and Liu Bei walked in slowly with his horse.

He looked around, looking at the empty houses, thinking: "This place is quiet and peaceful, it's a good place to settle down."

At this time, a villager hurried over, his face full of worry, he said anxiously: "These houses can't be lived in, the people in them are gone, some people say that this place may be haunted, it's very unlucky."

Liu Bei raised his head slightly, his eyes were firm and indifferent, he stroked his beard, and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, I have experienced countless storms in my life, I don't care about such nonsense. What about ghosts? I have a clear conscience, I don't think it dares to provoke me."

After that, he strode towards one of the empty houses, his back full of determination and fearlessness.

The villagers were stunned for a moment, looking at Liu Bei's back, muttering in their hearts: "This man is really brave, I hope nothing will happen."

The moment Liu Bei stepped into the house, he looked at the environment inside the house with sharp eyes, thinking silently in his heart: "No matter what, this is my new beginning."

Liu Bei learned that the village was called Qingshan Village. If he wanted to gain a foothold here, he must establish a good relationship with the villagers.

With a kind smile on his face, he walked towards a villager carrying a hoe, bowed slightly and said: "My fellow villager, I am a newcomer, and I will live in Qingshan Village from now on."

The villager looked Liu Bei up and down, a little puzzled.

Liu Bei continued, "I used to sell straw sandals, and my craftsmanship is pretty good. I will definitely provide you with some good straw sandals in the future."

The villagers then smiled and said, "That's great. Our village is in need of someone who can make straw sandals."

Liu Bei thanked them repeatedly. After the villagers left, he sighed slightly, with a hint of regret in his eyes, thinking to himself, "If Yunchang was by my side, it would be great. With his help, selling straw sandals would be smoother, and the days in Qingshan Village would be better."

He looked into the distance, as if he could see Guan Yu's tall figure and his face full of loyalty. His face was full of longing, and he murmured, "Yunchang, I wonder where you are now."

Liu Bei's days in the village gradually became stable, and he worked hard to weave straw sandals every day.

In that simple house, he sat on a small bench, his expression focused, his hands skillfully weaving the straw rope, thinking to himself: "I must make these straw shoes exquisite, so that I can win a good reputation among the villagers."

One day, Liu Bei came to the village market with the freshly made straw shoes. He was full of smiles and shouted loudly: "Selling straw shoes, strong and comfortable straw shoes!"

At this time, several villagers gathered around. One villager picked up the straw shoes and looked at them left and right, and said hesitantly: "These straw shoes look good, but I don’t know if they are durable."

Liu Bei looked sincere and patted his chest and said: "Don’t worry, everyone, the straw shoes I make are all made of the toughest grass, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed. If they break down after wearing for a short time, you can come to me."

Just when the transaction was about to be concluded, there was a sudden noise from the crowd.

Liu Bei was puzzled and looked up, only to see a few ruffians walking towards this side.

He frowned and thought to himself, "Are you here to cause trouble?"

The thugs walked to the stall, and the leader, who had a face full of flesh, said with disdain: "Oh, this newcomer is quite good at doing business, but if you do business in Qingshan Village, you have to pay protection fees."

Liu Bei's eyes instantly became cold, but he still suppressed his anger, took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, I'm a newcomer and don't have much capital. I hope you can help me."

The thug laughed and said, "Convenience? No, if you don't pay, don't even think about setting up your stall."

Liu Bei clenched his fists tightly, his heart burning with anger, thinking: "If Guan Yu was here, these scoundrels would not dare to be so presumptuous. But now I can't back down."

He straightened his spine and looked at the thug firmly, and a conflict seemed to be imminent.

Liu Bei was lying in his simple house, his body covered with scars from being beaten. His face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and every breath he took was accompanied by piercing pain.

He gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling: "I, Liu Bei, have suffered such humiliation in this small village."

Several villagers came together, and seeing Liu Bei in such a state, they all looked reluctant.

One of the older villagers sighed and said: "Brother Liu, those people have been bullying in this village for a long time, and we can't afford to offend them. I think you should pay the protection fee to avoid suffering this physical pain again."

Liu Bei struggled to stand up, his eyes were stubborn and firm, and he said in a weak but powerful voice: "Even if I, Liu Bei, die, I will not pay this unreasonable protection fee."

After saying that, he coughed violently.

After calming down, Liu Bei looked at the villagers with questioning eyes: "Do you know where those people are from? Why are they so arrogant in this village?"

Another villager whispered: "They are scoundrels from neighboring villages and have colluded with some bandits on the mountain. We ordinary villagers dare not provoke them, so we can only swallow their anger."

After hearing this, Liu Bei's eyes ignited with anger. He clenched his fists and secretly swore in his heart: "I will never let these villains continue to do evil."

But at this moment, the pain on his body made him lie down weakly again, with a look of pain on his face.

Liu Bei was lying on the couch, looking at the dilapidated roof, smiling bitterly in his heart.

These villagers were simple and ignorant. Even if he told his real name, they had no idea who he was.

He slowly clenched his fists and had an idea in his mind, which was to tell Xi Yu about the situation here in a letter.

He recalled the past with Xiyu, and those scenes of tenderness or entanglement flashed through his mind one by one.

Although he was a little uneasy because some things in the past made him feel that he might be sorry for Xi Yu, he still firmly believed in Xi Yu's sense of justice.

He struggled to sit up, every movement involving pain, but his eyes were extremely determined.

Liu Bei found paper and pen. His hands were trembling slightly, and there were many thoughts in his mind.

Liu Bei raised his head slightly and looked at the villagers surrounding him. A grateful smile appeared on his face, and he said in a weak but sincere voice: "Thank you for your concern, folks. It's just that I want to be alone now. I hope Everyone, please go back first.”

The villagers looked at each other, nodded, and then left Liu Bei's house one after another.

After all the villagers left, the house became quiet.

Liu Bei sighed softly and adjusted his aching body to make himself more comfortable on the couch. His eyes fell on the desk in front of him, where paper and pens were placed.

After Liu Bei finished writing the letter, he carefully folded the letter paper and put it aside.

However, as soon as he put down the pen, he suddenly slapped himself on the head and realized a key question: Who should he find to deliver the letter?

Early the next morning, sunlight poured into the house through the cracks in the windows. Liu Bei endured the pain, walked to the door and called a villager.

The villager walked into the house and looked at Liu Bei with some restraint.

Liu Bei smiled, carefully selected a pair of straw sandals he had just made, handed them to the villagers, and said: "These shoes are for you. I have something to ask for. I have a letter here and I need your help." Send it to the Youzhou border crossing. When you get there, just give the letter to the relevant person, and you don’t need to ask any more questions.”

The villagers looked at the straw sandals in their hands, and then at Liu Bei's sincere and expectant eyes, feeling a little moved in their hearts. He nodded quickly and agreed: "Brother Liu, don't worry, I will definitely deliver the letter safely to the Youzhou border crossing."

Liu Bei's face showed a look of relief, and he said gratefully: "Thank you very much, this matter is really important." The villager carefully put the letter away, turned around and left the house to prepare for departure.

Liu Bei stood at the door, watching the retreating figures of the villagers, silently praying in his heart that the letter would be delivered smoothly and that Xi Yu would receive his request for help.

In that quiet palace, Liu Xie and Xi Yu sat opposite each other, with the black and white chess pieces scattered on the chessboard.

Liu Xie frowned slightly, his eyes moving back and forth between the chessboard and Xi Yu.

Xi Yu, on the other hand, was calm and calm. After a while, he slowly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the secret guard Qin Feng is very capable. Even if Song Guangshan talks hard, he will definitely tell the truth under Qin Feng's methods." The truth.”

Liu Xie sighed softly and played with a chess piece in his hand.

Xi Yu raised his head, with deep and confident eyes. He looked at Liu Xie and said in a calm tone: "Qin Feng is a thoughtful and loyal person. He knows the importance of this matter and will go all out. Your Majesty will only Just wait patiently, I believe there will be good news soon.”

Liu Xie nodded after hearing Xi Yu's words, but the worry on his face did not completely dissipate.

Qin Feng had a cold look on his face. He looked at Song Guangshan who was tortured horribly before him, with no trace of pity in his eyes.

Qin Feng held a torture instrument in his hand, which was still stained with Song Guangshan's blood.

He tortured Song Guangshan hard again, and Song Guangshan let out a painful cry, and the sound echoed in the small space.

"I said, I am willing to confess." Song Guangshan finally couldn't bear the inhuman torture and shouted weakly.

When Qin Feng heard this, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. He kicked Song Guangshan violently, knocking Song Guangshan to the ground with a dull impact.

Qin Feng frowned and roared loudly: "Wouldn't it be better if I said this earlier? Why suffer all this? You asked for it."

Song Guangshan lay on the ground, his body shaking constantly because of pain.

His face was full of pain and remorse, and he muttered: "I, I was wrong, and I will explain it now."

Qin Feng crossed his arms and looked at Song Guangshan condescendingly, and said coldly: "Quickly tell me, stop playing tricks, otherwise you will suffer a lot."

His heart was filled with contempt for Song Guangshan, and at the same time he was also looking forward to the truth that Song Guangshan was about to reveal.

Liu Xie and Xi Yu sat on both sides of the chessboard, with black and white chess pieces crisscrossing on the chessboard.

After Liu Xie placed a piece, he frowned slightly, with a trace of worry in his eyes. He looked up at Xi Yu and asked softly: "Do you think the secret guards will torture and extract confessions during the interrogation?"

Xi Yu was staring at the chessboard. When he heard Liu Xie's words, his hands unconsciously rubbed the edge of the chessboard.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and said: "This... is possible."

Liu Xie's face showed a little bit of reluctance, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a stone.

He whispered, "Torture is not the right way after all, and it will make innocent people suffer injustice."

Xi Yu sighed softly and said slowly, "Your Majesty, although I don't agree with this method, sometimes it is not okay not to use force on some people. Some villains are very stubborn. It is difficult to make them tell the truth without some tough methods."

There was helplessness in his tone, as if he was looking for a reasonable excuse for this helpless move.

After listening, Liu Xie held his chin with his hand and understood the real dilemma that Xi Yu mentioned.

He shook his head gently and continued to focus on the chessboard, but the entanglement in his heart did not dissipate.

Song Guangshan slumped on the ground, his face full of blood and pain.

His body kept shaking, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

Qin Feng stood aside, staring at Song Guangshan with sharp eyes, and shouted loudly: "Tell me quickly, who ordered you to do it!"

Song Guangshan's throat rolled, swallowed hard, and said weakly: "It was... Chachatu from Kushan."

Qin Feng frowned, stepped forward, grabbed Song Guangshan's collar, and forced him to continue.

Song Guangshan's heart was full of regret, he wondered how he got involved in such a disaster.

He trembled and said: "Chachatu wrote to me to negotiate, and gave me a lot of money. He asked me to find an assassin to kill the prime minister."

"Why? Why did he do this?" Qin Feng asked.

Song Guangshan's eyes flashed with resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Because Chachatu hated Prime Minister Xi Yu, and the Prime Minister did not lend him troops, he wanted to kill him. He promised me too many benefits, and I... I was bewitched and agreed."

At this moment, his heart was full of condemnation of himself, and he knew that he had committed an unforgivable sin.

After listening to Qin Feng, he was furious and let go of Song Guangshan.

And Song Guangshan lowered his head, waiting for the upcoming punishment, he knew that his fate could not be changed.

Qin Feng frowned, staring at Song Guangshan with a torch-like gaze, and continued to ask in a stern tone: "Then how did you establish contact with Chachatu?"

Song Guangshan leaned against the corner weakly, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of pain and struggle.

He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "In my house... there is a maid who is a Kushan. It was through her that I established contact with Chachatu. I only thought about the generous reward at that time, but I didn't expect to fall into such a situation."

Song Guangshan was full of remorse at this time. He cursed his greed in his heart, and was also full of resentment towards the maid. He thought that if he had not accepted the maid and had not been blinded by the interests, perhaps he would not have ended up in such a miserable situation now.

Qin Feng was eager to report the news he had just received to Liu Xie and Xi Yu.

When he stepped into the room, Liu Xie and Xi Yu were immersed in the chess game.

Xi Yu heard the footsteps, raised his head slightly, and saw Qin Feng's serious face.

Qin Feng walked quickly to them and bowed deeply. His eyes were fixed on Xi Yu, and his eyes were solemn.

He thought to himself: This news must be a big shock to the prime minister.

Xiyu put down the chess piece in his hand and stood up. He frowned slightly and asked in a steady voice: "Qin Feng, is there a result?"

Qin Feng raised his head slightly.

"Reply to Prime Minister, there is a result."

Qin Feng took a deep breath and told everything that Song Guangshan had told him. His voice was steady and he repeated every detail clearly.

Xiyu listened quietly, and his face became more and more gloomy as Qin Feng told him.

When he heard that the mastermind behind all this was Chachatu,

he never thought that the matter was actually related to Chachatu.

"Chachatu, this bastard! I have no grudges against him, but he actually used such a despicable means."

Xiyu clenched his fists tightly, and his joints turned white because of the force.

Liu Xie frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubt and concern. He looked at Xi Yu and asked, "What's going on?"

Xi Yu's face was still angry. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and slowly said, "Your Majesty, the last time I went to the Kushan Empire, I had dealt with this Chachatu..."

After listening to Xi Yu's story, Liu Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, gently stroking the jade pendant on his waist, thinking in his heart.

After a moment, Liu Xie's face showed a resolute look.

"I understand. Chachatu of the Kushan Kingdom is really hateful. He dared to do this to the prime minister. It's better to send troops to attack Kushan and teach them a lesson. How can my prime minister be bullied like this? I will never let you, the prime minister, suffer."

Liu Xie's eyes were burning with anger. He seemed to have seen the Han army galloping across the land of Kushan, making Chachatu pay the price for his actions. (End of this chapter)