"But after all, we have to do it, right?"

Wu Zheng laughed, "Of course you have to move. When one day, when you move them, just move them, or move their family, it's time to do it... Don't worry, take your time."

Ma Shiying bowed unwillingly and said, "The prince is wise."

Wu Zheng laughed loudly and said, "I really didn't expect that Lao Ma, you are a happy fruit. When I came back, I was so frustrated. After talking to you, I felt relieved."

Ma Shiying looked up and smiled, "The prince will feel uncomfortable in the future, so I will come to find my subordinates... Oh, no, the prince will be able to do everything in the future!"

Wu Zheng almost spit out.

At this time, a guard of the palace ran to the door to report: "Report to the prince, the criminal Song Zhengyu has been arrested. What should I do? Please tell me."

Ma Shiying hurriedly said, "Why don't you come and report to the prince after going to interrogate?"

Wu Zheng shook his hand and said, "This person is personally tried."

....

When Wu Zheng saw Song Zhengyu, Song Zhengyu disheveled his hair, straw, broken hair on his head, and some sticky and disgusting things that were unknown.

Wu Zheng frowned and said, "Go and find a basin of water and ask Mr. Zhifang to rinse it, so don't insult the face of scholars."

Ma Shiying responded: "It was not that the soldiers abused him, but that he was panicked and got into the chicken coop when he fled... People came to get a basin of water."

Song Zhengyu looked at Wu Zheng coldly, and he didn't look like a person who was to be guilty.

Seeing that the water was taken, Song Zhengyu was not humble. He twisted his left and right, threw away the guards who were pressing him, and started washing himself.

"I don't appreciate your affection." Song Zhengyu shook the water in his hand and said.

Wu Zheng smiled and shook his head, "I don't need you to appreciate it, I am just a dying person. But I really can't figure it out. Do I have such a great grudge against you? So you have to kill me at the cost of spending more than a year of hard work to bribe an imperial guard that you have won over?"

Song Zhengyu sneered, "Wu Zheng, do you think there is no grudge between you and me?"

"I don't think there is a grudge, at least not as big as you and your life."

"Haha..." Song Zhengyu became angry, "Song has been studying hard for more than 20 years, but because of you, Wu Zheng, was dismissed from office, resigned from office, exiled, and never mentioned it, and became even more infamous in the market... You said you have no grudge with you? Wu Zheng, I wish you could eat your meat and sleep with you!"

No matter how good Wu Zheng is, he is afraid he can't stand it anymore. He said in a deep voice: "Dismissed from office, resignation, and exile is the price you secretly communicated with the Qing army and murdered me. According to the law, you will be punished and even implicated in your family. I did not pursue it. Although it was not for you, in fact, it was me who forgive you!"

Song Zhengyu's face suddenly became strange and looked at Wu Zheng and said, "What do you think so?"

"certainly."

"It is said that you are also a scholar and have ever had the reputation of a scholar?"

"yes."

"Then do you think that one day when you return home, you will not return home in glory, but be criticized by thousands of people. Do you think life is worse than death?"

Wu Zheng frowned and hesitated for a while and said, "Will..."

"You are just scholars, you will feel that Song is one of the leaders of several societies, and is well-known in Jiangnan. His reputation for half his life will be ruined by you... Do you think there is a grudge between you and me?"

Wu Zheng said sternly: "That's your own fault! Besides, this cannot be a reason for you to surrender to the Qing court. No, you are not only surrendering, but also connecting with foreign tribes, harming compatriots, and intending to rebel!"

"Haha..." Song Zhengyu laughed up at the sky, "It's just a king who succeeds and a bandit who fails!"

Wu Zheng took a deep breath to calm himself down and not be angry about such a person.

"Since you have to say this, you should know your fate. Since things have been defeated, why not say anything you have done and do it all your heart's content, and it will be a waste of time to secretly worry about it."

Song Zhengyu's face became strange again. He looked at Wu Zheng jokingly, "If I tell you the truth, can I avoid death?"

"cannot!"

"Then why should I say it?" Song Zhengyu sneered.

Ma Shiying cursed after hearing this, "Song Zhengyu, don't be ungrateful. If the prince had not been kind and did not act as a great punishment, otherwise, Ma would only make you regret not dying early if he had only a quarter of an hour!"

Song Zhengyu looked at him with a gaze, "Ma Yaocao, you might as well try it to see if Song is a cartilage!"

Wu Zheng sighed secretly, "You are a beautiful woman, how can you be a thief?" Just be a good scholar, and that's all. If you spit out a little bit of knowledge, it will benefit the country and the people, but you'll be stuck in your throat and you can't fall out!"

Wu Zheng raised his hand to stop Ma Shiying from torture. It was not that Wu Zhengxin had mercy, but that he knew that Song Zhengyu was probably ready to die at this time.

He doesn't have to worry about death, but the person behind him who he wants can't be asked.

From the time when he learned that Xia Wanchun did not know that Song Zhengyu was secretly acting arbitrarily. When he collected money, Wu Zheng realized that there must be someone behind Song Zhengyu. Otherwise, with his status as having no official or title and shameful, it would be difficult to disrupt the situation in the capital.

Moreover, spending such huge amount of money to bribe an imperial guard may not be the only purpose of himself. After all, entering Beijing is an unpredictable thing, and going to Beimen Bridge in a condom is even more unpredictable.

In other words, Song Zhengyu's original intention was not on himself. It was an accident that intercepted himself, and it was an accident that Song Zhengyu was blinded by hatred.

Ma Shiying was sentenced to death by Song Zhengyu, but Wu Zheng stopped him, so he was naturally angry, "Your Majesty still wants to use him, right? Your Majesty... You can't use someone who repays grudges with grudges!"

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Lao Ma, you overestimate my elegance. My creed is that those who offend me will be punished. Even if there is no scholar in this world, Song Zhengyu will definitely die!"

Ma Shiying breathed a sigh of relief, "Why does the prince want to...?"

Wu Zheng looked at Song Zhengyu and said, "People fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, you win, and successfully crushed my king's thoughts of confession... Then I won't ask. You, just go and die!"

Needless to say, Song Zhengyu was surprised, even Ma Shiying was surprised. Isn’t this going to ask?

After Wu Zheng finished speaking, he turned around, took two steps, and suddenly asked Ma Shiying, "Where is Song Zhengyu from? Do you have relatives at home?"

Ma Shiying's eyes rolled and he came to know it instantly, "Reply to the prince's words, Song Zhengyu is from Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture. His father was deceased and he still had a widow, his wife, a son and a daughter."

Song Zhengyu was horrified. He stared at Wu Zheng, "Wu Zheng, what are you...what are you going to do?"

Wu Zheng turned his back to him, "Tsk tsk, it's still in the territory of this king... Notify Huating County that Song Zhengyu surrendered to the enemy and treason, and was expelled according to the law!"
Chapter completed!