"Didn't vomit blood?"

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

"I've met Mr. Bo."

Neither An Lun nor Shenyang knew why Fang Xing came to take action, and the men with full of evil spirits were from.

Two soldiers went over to grab the man, and Fang Xing felt that An Lun was coming at the right time.

"An Lun, ask?"

“Where?”

An Lun felt that the opportunity to show her face had come, so she followed the person to the back.

"If you still run around, you will definitely break the situation in the future."

"The Xiaguan lacks the front teeth, and there are many scars on his face that should be more pleasing to the eye."

"If you interfere in this matter, if you cause turmoil or anger from the princes, you will be scapegoats."

Fang Xing of course knew the meaning of Liang Zhong’s sending someone to tell him the news: Zhu Gaochi is not easy to move, and if he moves, it is easy to cause confrontation between the vassal kings.

Fang Xing and Zhu Jihong had a grudge before, and no one could say anything when they attacked. At most, Fang Xing was domineering.

Chen Yang whispered: "Mr.... Be careful about this!"

"I'm afraid of anyone, I won't be afraid of the vassal king."

Chen Yang looked around and said, "I'm afraid I'll be thrown out as a shield."

Fang Xing shook his head. Zhu Gaochi had no such motive and was not so weak. As for Zhu Zhanji, it was even more impossible.

"ah……"

At this time, a shrill howl came from behind, and Chen Yang frowned and said, "An Lun also understands torture?"

"don't know."

Fang Xing couldn't help but shivered when he thought of An Lun's methods: "But he is perverted... uh, it's just that methods are creepy."

"What method? Master, the official wants to go and have a look."

Chen Yang felt that his torture method was a bit backward and too bloody, so he wanted to open his eyes.

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Go, live until you are old and learn until you are old."

Chen Yang went down from the contemptuous gaze of the Dongchang Actors. Fang Xing saw that the actors were a little aggrieved and said, "It's all for the country. Besides, your original methods were also brought from the Jinyiwei, so don't be narrow-minded."

…

Chen Yang arrived at the kitchen behind and didn't smell the blood. The monk outside the door was originally from the Jinyiwei, so he didn't stop him.

As soon as I entered, I saw the man.

Instead of tied up, the man was pulled into a large font shape on the beams and on both sides of the house.

A sharp log was placed under the man, with a diameter of about the size of a baby's arm.

The wooden stick was hit on the ground, and the sharp end was only a slight difference from the man.

"Take it slow, don't worry."

At this time, An Lun was like a painter or a poet. In this field, he could call the wind and rain, and he was extremely confident.

He stepped on the douzi and faced the criminal, then looked at the terrified face and smiled: "We have no chance to show it after entering Beijing, thank you."

The affectionate words and gentle faces seemed to be facing his lover. Chen Yang shook his head, feeling that this guy probably had something wrong with him.

But the next moment he felt that he was wrong.

An Lun is not having some problems, but a big problem!

A burnt red iron needle was clamped by pliers and slowly approached...

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

An Lun stared at the iron needle and said gently: "Don't be afraid, it will only seal the place where you pee, it won't hurt, and don't worry, when you say it, our family will naturally break it..."

"Dear father-in-law, I am willing to say it! I am willing to say it...ah!"

An Lun seemed to have not heard the criminal begging for mercy. He clamped the thing with another pliers, then pointed it at it... and stabbed it in...

"ah……"

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

"Are you willing to say it?"

An Lun asked gently, and the criminal nodded and shouted, "Dadfather-in-law, I am willing to say anything, I say anything!"

"But you fucked our family to wait!"

An Lun suddenly clamped the object that was offended with pliers, twisting it hard, with a ferocious expression.

"ah……"

Amid the howl, An Lun gasped, "You asked our family to wait. Do you know that our family still has to go back for lunch. If it is too late, there will be no meat. If there is no meat, our family will be in a bad mood. What do you think? What do you think?"

"My father-in-law...small...ah..."

An Lun threw away the pliers, his chest was undulating rapidly. He looked back at Chen Yang and smiled and said, "Do you want to try your hand?"

This smile reminded Chen Yang of the wolves he encountered while on the grassland outside the border, the wolves that were foraging at night!

The wolves with faint light were so similar to those of An Lun's eyes at this moment. Chen Yang shook his head and said, "It's almost done. I took the confession and reported to His Majesty."

“No hurry…”

An Lun turned around, looked at the criminal and sighed, "Don't be punished many times, just once. Eunuch Sun said he should be kind, is our family merciful?"

Obviously, the torture just now was just an appetizer, so several of the fans nodded and said, "My father-in-law is kind, but these criminals are thinking of luck, but they are embarrassed by the father-in-law."

"It's OK!"

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

So there was a roe immediately on the stove next to it to set fire. The smoke stormed. An Lun took out a brush and said with satisfaction: "We have eaten roasted lamb at least. After the roasting is done, we will peel a layer of meat, and then roast the ones behind..."

Then there was a shrill scream, and it was even different from the human voice behind it.

Chen Yang looked at An Lun who was as intoxicated as if he was carefully sculpting the human body and quietly retreated out.

The screams continued to the lobby, and Fang Xing stood outside the door and was actually talking to Lu Zhen.

"Xinghe Bo, the servant insisted that he would meet you before leaving."

Lu Zhen seemed extremely reluctant to talk to Fang Xing, and he felt uncomfortable listening to the screams in his ears.

"I will go later, or invite him to come and let An Lun be intimate with him. I believe he will always remember the goodness of the Ming Dynasty."

Lu Zhen didn't know who An Lun was, so he frowned and said, "I brought my words to you. Whether you go or not is not related to my official's affairs. But now I will not leave, so I will naturally report to Your Majesty."

Fang Xing nodded without comment and said, "What can he do? He just doesn't give up and wants to test it for the last time before leaving. I will go later. Your Ministry of Rites is also troubled, can't you just drive it out?"

Lu Zhen said disdainfully: "Have you ever seen someone who drove away the envoy before the war? The Ming Dynasty still couldn't afford to lose that person!"

Fang Xing sighed and said, "The country of Messenger will start a war with the Ming Dynasty sooner or later. Besides, such countries are the most bullying of the weak and afraid of the strong. If you are hard, they will naturally be soft. What are they afraid of? If they dare to attack, then His Majesty will fight in person and directly defeat them."

Lu Zhen bowed indiscriminately and said, "Is the battle of the country so unrelenting? Let me tell your Majesty you, and I will leave."

"Let An Lun stop tossing and confess."

Fang Xing had already heard sharp laughter and knew that An Lun had entered the state, and he was afraid that it would not end for an hour.

...

"Brother, this man confesses that he is from the King of Jin's Mansion, but he has never met King of Jin. He usually seeks information in the capital and has also given benefits to many officials..."

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

“Who conveyed it in the middle?”

"I am an aide in the Jin Prince's Mansion, named Yuan Xi."

Tsk!

Fang Xing said speechlessly: "This routine is too ordinary. Most of the vassal kings are like this."

Chen Yang nodded and said, "Yes, the vassal kings have a lot of masters in the Dianjinyiwei and the East Factory in the capital, but His Majesty has no order, so he has not taken action. The King of Jin has changed too much this time, and both of us feel that there are some problems, so we want to ask people for questions."

"No need!"

Fang Xing felt that this was venting his anger. He had no evidence based on the words of a shopkeeper, and Yuan Xi didn't know who it was. He could not be convicted based on these things alone.

"The King of Jin supports His Majesty's restructuring of the vassal kings, so His Majesty just feels disgusting, but he won't take action. Liang Zhong was probably angry, and he felt that Ben Bo and Zhu Ji's hatred, so he could just give in. However, your Jinyiwei and the East Factory would figure out His Majesty's thoughts and be careful to be called the executioner!"

Fang Xing left this matter and took his servants away, while the black thorn soldiers had already scattered back silently, and no one noticed it.

No, someone noticed it, and he noticed it with gritted teeth.

Yuan Xi was right across from him, his skin on his face became darker. He waited until Chen Yang and An Lun came out together, and then saw the shopkeeper who looked intact.

"Who has no bad things for those vassal kings?! If you have the ability, start to see if it will be another eradication of the vassal state!"

Yuan Xi sneered and left quietly.
Chapter completed!