Su Dawei frowned and pondered: "Is this prophecy searched from the Longyou soldiers who broke into the palace last night?"

"yes."

"Have you asked where this prophecy comes from?"

"I asked, but I refused to say it."

"They used to be my subordinates. Do I want to avoid suspicion?"

"Uncle, I have given this to me by the father, and I absolutely believe that Uncle, you have nothing to do with what happened last night."

Li Hong looked at Su Dawei, with trust in his eyes: "And among the people I know, no one can match my uncle when deciding on the case, so I hope my uncle can help me in this matter."

"Prophecy...This matter is of great importance."

Su Dawei said slowly.

Such things can be big or small.

To put it in a big way, who dares to say such a prophecy that confuses the world is a serious crime to kill the nine clans.

Any emperor is extremely sensitive to his own power.

When it comes to such a thing, I am afraid that Emperor Taizong Li Shimin would also wave his butcher knife and kill the person who spread the prophecy.

What's more, the prophecies I just saw are all allusions from later generations.

"Everything is born to nourish people, and nothing is to repay heaven."

Damn it, how could such words appear in the Li Zhi Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty?

Except for other time travelers, it is really hard to explain.

If you don’t figure this out, you’re afraid you won’t be at ease.

Thinking of this, Su Dawei nodded to Li Hong and said, "Can I go and see that person now?"

Li Hong said happily: "It's not too late. If my uncle has nothing to do now, please follow me now."

...

Chang'an Prison.

The light of the whale oil lamp reflects everything into bronze.

Wei Sanlang moaned and opened his eyes.

He has always been a tough guy, but he was broken one leg by Qianniuwei who guarded the palace last night.

Then there was a long interrogation.

Now, except for one face, he has almost no good meat on his body.

However, Wei Sanlang opened his eyes and the first thought was joy.

If pain means you are still alive.

Fortunately, the old ghost Gui Jianchao, who is the number one in the punishment in Chang'an, has retired and returned home.

If this old man is here, it is still unknown whether he can eat and live in the torture of last night.

No, if it were the old ghost, I would have been tortured to death long ago.

Wei Sanlang felt his neck stiff, and he wanted to turn around and look around.

But this simple action caused bone-breaking pain all over the body.

This made him, a veteran of Longyou, a tough guy in the army, moan.

pain.

There is nothing in the body that doesn't hurt.

In addition to the pain of breaking legs, the torture of the body is like burning fire.

And his own hands.

Half of the nails of ten fingers were pulled out, and the remaining half had been nailed to a bamboo stick last night.

Several ribs were broken.

I don’t know how I survived last night.

He barely turned his neck and finally saw clearly what was happening around him.

This is a quiet cell.

There is a dark and darkness in the distance, and the scene cannot be seen clearly.

In a single cell?

The iron fence as thick as a child's arms divides the space, reminding him that he is treated extraordinaryly.

Only those who commit crimes can enjoy such "safe" treatment.

The vision is a little blurred.

It was blood flowing down from the forehead, fascinating one eye.

He wanted to reach out and wipe the blood.

I tried twice, but my arms were out of control and I could only give up helplessly.

The only remaining eye saw the wall outside through the gap in the fence.

A whale oil lamp hung above it, illuminating a stone wall.

I vaguely saw the wall full of torture instruments.

It hints his next fate.

The muscles on Wei Sanlang's cheeks twitched.

He remembered a legend that he could commit suicide by biting his tongue.

If the following is a long torture, then it would be better to die, right?

He tried it and bit his tongue with his teeth.

After trying it, I was shocked to find that there were no more teeth left in my mouth.

Once you bite, you only bite the blood foam all over your mouth.

Then I remembered that the headmaster who was interrogating last night used iron tongs to pull out the teeth from his mouth one by one.

Now I can't even die.

Wei Sanlang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He leaned against the wall and stared at the oil lamp outside the prison door, and remained motionless for a long time.

Only when his chest slightly fluctuates, can he prove that he is still alive.

What should I think?

What can I think of?

Do you regret it?

No, I don't regret it.

Even if I do it again, I...

Knock!

A sudden sound came from the silent cell.

That was the sound of iron chains colliding.

Maybe a new prisoner has come in.

It may also be that someone opened the prison door outside.

Wei Sanlang was still motionless, as if he was an angry corpse.

However, the eyes felt the light and slightly turned to the direction where the sound came.

Footsteps.

And the light of the torch.

Someone.

There are several people.

Come over there.

These people were tall and short, and stood in front of Wei Sanlang's prison gate, and seemed to be silent for a moment.

"Is he still alive?"

"Already alive."

"Negotiable, this is not the place you should come, just leave it to us..."
To be continued...