"You don't need to know this." Yuan Zheng looked at him, "Just just lend me a few things."

"What?"

"Print the seal and the seal, keep the guard map, and you."

"Haha!" Zhebu sneered, "What do you think I am?"

Yuan Zheng seemed to have expected that he would have such a reaction and said lightly: "Being a general is a smart person. If you die, your seal and seal are useless. If you are willing to cooperate, Yuan guarantees that you can return to the Northern Barbarians safely.

"I heard you speak and have a lot of research on my Sinology. I think I know there is a word called "First rituals and then military soldiers."

"I should say all the truth. If the general refuses to cooperate, he has to serve the general."

Feng Xiao raised his hand and slapped it. Several people came in one after another, opened the door of the torture room, and took out some strange things.

"What dish is served?" Zhebu was a little confused. Why did he serve the dish as he said it?

"Have you never heard of the twelve dishes in my Daliang torture room? It's like the Immortal Bridge, like the Drunk Bone, like the Tiger Meat." Yuan Zheng smiled slightly and raised his foot to walk out. "If the general doesn't want to eat it, just call me. Since ancient times, no one has finished these twelve dishes."

Zhebu looked at the pile of things in front of him, and understood a little, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Feng Xiao waited for Yuan Zheng to go out, Fang looked at Zhebu gloomyly and shook his beard and said, "Report the general's name first..."

In just a quarter of an hour, Yuan Zheng, who came out to shout tea, "It's done, this kid is just like that. After hearing about the dish, he peed his pants and tasted it twice, and he couldn't stand it."

Yuan Zheng looked at the corner of the wall, "It's faster than I thought. This man is also a little famous among the Northern Barbarians. I think Yelu Gan has made great contributions to being able to speak so quickly."

When Yuan Zheng mentioned the name Yelu Gan, a sharp look flashed in his eyes and he stepped into the prison.

Yelu Gan was the executioner who encircled and suppressed the Lin family army in Yinmahe and killed him violently. Now the civil strife of the Northern Barbarians has also arisen. I hope he will not be destroyed by the Dongliao so soon. In the future, one day he will lead his troops back.

Jindou thought he could rest today, but was called by Zhong Yong early in the morning and said that the Fourth Master had ordered him to continue fucking today.

Jindou hadn't woken up from the wine last night, so she came to the school ground with a nauseous manner and followed her to train for a few rounds before she became more energetic.

While resting, the bear pulled him under the shade of the tree and shook his eyebrows, "Hey, that little guy didn't come to practice? I heard that he was chosen as a son-in-law by the city lord!"

Jindou heard him ask Abai and rubbed his ears, "What are you practicing? He can't lift anything except light skills. He can't lift a stone of 200 kilograms. He chose it, but he didn't agree."

Xiong Meng and several soldiers were both uproared, "I really didn't agree?"

"I'm afraid this isn't a fool, right?"

"Feng family, I heard that the maids in the house are all wearing gold and silver!"

The golden bean's eyes slanted, "What's the good thing about being a son-in-law for someone? What's the point of doing if you have so much money? Cut some cured meat every time, stir-fry peanuts, and then burn a pot of wine, and life will be done together!

"I can't answer if I choose. I'm the only one in our Jin family, and I have to start a family by myself."

Xiong Meng punched Jindou, "You kid, you still choose you. You think it's pretty beautiful. Yesterday I just hugged a little beauty, and I was still eating the one in the bowl and thinking about the one in the pot."

Jindou had to react for a while before he realized that he was talking about Chunni.

Chunni?

Yes, he hugged Chunni...

Yesterday he was just thinking about how to save the person and protect him. The moment he caught Chunni, he felt dead and dead, which was no different from holding a firewood stick.

Now that Xiong was raised, his heart felt a little hot. Yes, it was the first time he was like this... He hugged a woman like that, it seemed quite soft, very soft...

Jindou swallowed his saliva, and the soft and gentle smile in his mind was gradually replaced by Chunni's shy appearance.

Yuan Zheng and Feng Xiao discussed with Zhebu who had completely surrendered for half a day before they came out of the torture room.

The prison guard led the two out.

Yuan Zheng casually looked at the people in the cell, and paused when he passed by a cell.

The room happened to be between two lanterns in the corridor, and there was a skylight above it, which looked much brighter than other rooms.

It is also covered with straw, exuding an unpleasant smell of mold and hay, but there is a place that is obviously different from other rooms here.

There are no buzzing flies and mosquitoes among the grass.

Yuan Zheng walked towards the prison door step by step.

A man with a black hat lies in the corner of the wall, and he still doesn't move when he hears footsteps.

The prison guard came over to explain, "These are a few living people left in the Eastern Liao army."

Yuan Zheng stared at the straw carefully again. Yes, there were only a small number of mosquitoes near the door.

Yan Nan once said that the Sang people are born with the ability to retreat mosquitoes and poisonous snakes, and the saint's ability is stronger than that of ordinary people.

And how could this Eastern Liao army be?

Yuan Zheng remembered the various herbs in the Tuying Courtyard, turned around and said to Feng Xiao: "Sir, please go back first, and I will examine this person myself."

Yan Nan had no dreams all night and slept very deeply. She didn't open her eyes until the sun was noon. She looked at the strange bed tent in a daze. She remembered that she was asleep in Yuan Zheng's arms last night. She bent her mouth, turned over, put one leg on the quilt, held the thin quilt and continued to close her eyes to rest.

When was the last time she slept so heavily? It seemed that she was not so relaxed when she was in Liang Mansion.

There was nothing to bother her, and no one to disturb her...

Just as he was thinking, he heard footsteps coming from the yard, and then Yuan Zheng asked Qingshan: "Have you not got up yet?"

"Yes." Qingshan said: "As you told me, I have never called her."

"Then I'll come back later."

Yan Nang hurriedly sang, "Get up."

After a moment, the door was pushed open and Yuan Zheng strode towards her.

"Where is the green shirt?" Yan Nan covered her face with a quilt, only her eyes exposed, and looked behind him.

"I'm going to make tea." Yuan Zheng sat next to the couch and grabbed the quilt, "What are you doing when you cover yourself?"

Yan Nan blinked, "I didn't wash my face, it's not good-looking."

Yuan Zheng smiled and threw off her hand, "It's not that I've seen it before. When we returned to Kaifeng from Youzhou, you looked good even if you haven't washed your face for several days."

Yan Nan pouted, lifted the quilt and wanted to go downstairs to fetch water. She felt sore all over. The price of being on the horse's back for a day was finally here, and her whole body seemed to be disbanded.

Seeing her tiptoe, Yuan Zheng stood up and said, "Let's wait."

Soon, he brought hot water and a veil from the back with a basin, and skillfully twisted it to Yan Nan and handed it over.

He looked at Yan Nan rubbing his face and said, "Do you know that there are also Sang people in the Dongliao?"

Yan Nan stopped the handkerchief at hand, then took it down suddenly, opened her eyes wide and looked at Yuan Zheng, "Dongliao?"

Yuan Zheng nodded, took the handkerchief on her hand, and gently continued to wipe her ears and chin. "I captured several Dongliao soldiers alive yesterday. I think one of them was a bit strange. After the first trial, he was really a member of the Sang tribe. Not only him, but there were hundreds of Sang tribes in the Dongliao. According to him, their trip was to escort the emperor to the south."
Chapter completed!