Jintang stroked Zhang Cai's hair, the child's tears wet his clothes on his chest, he sighed: "I said earlier that I will suffer, why are you so stupid..."
At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Jintang yelled, "What's the matter!"
After a moment of silence outside, he said in a low voice, "Grandpa, it's about Master Qu."
It was the person he sent to see Gu Qufeng. Jintang thought for a while, let go of Zhang Cai, pushed the door and went out. He saw that this person was sweating profusely, and something was wrong: "Tell me first."
He walked under the big tree in front of the house, and as soon as he stood still, the man immediately posted it and clung to his ear: "Those letters on the city gate, Zheng Mi is angry, and Tu Yao has already brought people there!"
Jin Tang twisted his face: "Zheng Mi is not someone who cares about such small things." After speaking, he was worried again, "I didn't see him take care of it before."
"This time..." The man took out two crumpled pieces of paper from his jacket, "There was a brother Ling who was good at fighting in Zheng Xian's house, and he cheated a lot of money and ran away. The Yongshe... that's too much." ugly."
Jintang grabbed the paper, unfolded it to read two lines, his expression changed immediately: "How did Yongshe know about such a thing!"
He crumpled the paper, under the old tree with lush branches, in the whimpering of Zhang Cai, he had to make a decision, Qu Feng's tenderness when he kindly borrowed the sedan chair at the beginning, and the last The viciousness of the sentence "You are an eunuch", which of the two is more important.
"Grandpa!" the man urged.
Jintang calmed down, with the determination of a soldier on the battlefield, grabbed his shoulder: "Bring a knife, call someone, go!"
Tu Yao stepped forward and stood in front of the gate of Qu Shangshu's mansion. His people surrounded the whole house in a row. The back door, the side door, and the corner door were all released: "Push the cart," he ordered, "Bump the door."
Immediately, Fanzi went to the grain store at the end of the street to pull a cart for transporting rice. A dozen or so people held it, pushed it up and slammed it against the door. Don't bump into it! Our master invites Tu Qianhu to come in for tea!"
Fanzi immediately went to see Tu Yao's expression, he smiled "puchi" and raised his chin, which meant to keep bumping.
He was so unambiguous, he slammed into them one after another with all his strength, and saw that the iron-clad gate was knocked open, and suddenly a group of people ran up behind him, first there was the sound of drawing knives in unison, and then a crisp Throat: "Hold me!"
Tu Yao turned around, and it was Jintang, not wearing golden boots and silver gown, but a long-breasted plain dress, obviously coming in a hurry: "Oh," he pretended to be surprised, "Jin Yiwei is down to Yongshe, and there are eunuchs coming out to block the way! "
Jintang was neither angry nor impetuous, as steady as a stick of cigarette, as light as a ray of wind, leisurely walked into the sea of knives, raised his eyebrows and looked at Tu Yao: "Why are you here?"
Tu Yao saw the wind and sand in his eyes, and saw the blood, which was the mark Gansu carved on his body. He said seriously, "Yingshe has gone too far this time."
Jintang was silent for a long time without saying a word. Tu Yao looked at him, especially the narrow ribs where a knife had been inserted: "Come on," he said, not really caring, At least he did his best, "Qu Feng is not a good guy, you stand up for him on the front foot, and he on the back foot..."
"I did it." Jintang said.
Tu Yao froze, staring at him stupidly, Jintang repeated "I did it", and his people immediately called him: "Grandpa, think twice!"
"Don't think about yourself, but think about you little ones." Tu Yao seemed a little flustered, because he couldn't figure it out, because he didn't want to torture a "hero" for a while, "Think about Liao Jixiang!"
Jintang pulled the waist knife from Luan's belt and threw it on the ground: "I said it, I did it." He looked at Tu Yao calmly, and said slowly, "Take me away."
"Bump the door!" Tu Yao roared and ordered, but his eyes were fixed on him.
Jintang should be tougher, but he seemed tired, grabbed Tu Yao's wrist, and said with awe-inspiring generosity, "Take me away!"
Xie Yilu put on the wax, and Liao Jixiang got out of the blanket naked: "It's late at night, what door are you shooting!"
The old man watching the yard stood outside the door and reported respectfully: "Master, someone is looking for, surname..."
A voice slantingly interrupted him: "It's me."
It was Meazza, Liao Jixiang hurriedly put on his trousers, put on his clothes and went down to the ground: "Here we come!"
The door latch was removed, and Meazza entered the room, and saw that Liao Jixiang was only wearing obscene clothes, his waist-length hair was hanging on his chest, and he had an ambiguous fishy smell on his body: "Look at what you look like!"
Liao Jixiang is really out of shape, too charming and touching.
Meazza looked at the bed, the curtains were down, but the fans were blowing, the people inside should be in a hurry to get dressed: "Jintang was caught by Tu Yao."
Liao Jixiang was stunned: "When did it happen?"
"In the evening," Meazza forced himself not to look at him, but he couldn't help it. In this unbearable hut, under the dim candlelight, Liao Jixiang seemed to have changed, so gorgeous and erotic that people couldn't help but look at him. "It's on behalf of Qu Feng of the Wing Society."
Liao Jixiang slammed his fist on the table: "He, Zhang Cai, is more stupid than the other!"
Meazza didn't say anything. In his opinion, Liao Jixiang who had an affair with Xie Yilu was not stupid.
"I'm going to find Zheng Mian."
"Don't go," Meazza shook his head, "I've been there before," he pressed his temple wearily, obviously after a lot of deliberation, "Zheng Mi is right about this, damn it is Qu Feng."
Liao Jixiang's eyes widened suddenly: "He wants Jintang to grab Qu Feng? Doesn't he know what kind of temperament Jintang is!"
Meazza looked away, his voice trembling: "Both eyes...have been dug out."
At this time, the bed curtain was suddenly lifted from the inside, and Xie Yilu came down while tying up his clothes, holding a pair of white socks in his hand: "I'm going to find Qu Feng!"
Meazza glared at him angrily at first, but when the boy saw him, he didn't salute him and didn't say hello. Instead, he squatted down at Liao Jixiang's feet first, and carefully put on socks for him: "Qu Feng can't harm people like this!"
After putting on the socks, he put on boots for Liao Jixiang. Liao Jixiang was at his mercy, and he seemed to be used to it.
Meazza was dumbfounded. For so many years, he hadn't put socks on for Liao Jixiang, and he wouldn't let him wear them either. He was so proud that no one dared to touch him lightly.
Xie Yilu said that he wanted to go out, Liao Jixiang hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, he didn't have anything to say, he just told him: "Don't be in a daze."
"I know." Xie Yilu was also simple, patted his hand briefly, pushed the door and went out.
Meazza couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but the demeanor of these two people was really better than brothers, like husband and wife.
The servants invited Xie Yilu into the study, and after waiting for a long time, Qu Feng finally came. When he came, he didn't say a word of greetings, just sat down beside him numbly, and poured tea one after another.
Xie Yilu saw that his head was wrapped with a clean cloth, and there were bright red blood stains under the cloth, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
After a while, Qu Fengcai said: "Tu Yao came fiercely. He was in a hurry to find a place to hide and hurt his head."
Xie Yilu didn't know what to say about him, so he cut to the chase: "You should go to the West Yamen."
Hearing those three words, Qu Feng visibly trembled: "Didn't Jintang go, what did you ask me to do?"
What he said was heart-wrenching, and Xie Yilu beat the case: "Tu Yao gouged out his eyes, you know that!"
Qu Feng didn't know, he raised his head in horror, there was fire and anger in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed, he turned his eyes away, and cursed under his breath: "Tu Yao is nothing!"
He didn't even dare to swear.
"How did you become like this?" Xie Yilu stood up, staring at him in disbelief, "Jintang has been kind to you, now he lost his eyes because of you, how can you still sit still?"
Qu Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, he clutched his chest, and suddenly remembered that sentence: eunuchs are the most difficult to handle, but if you can handle them, if they think right, they can cut off your head, or even replace you Do your best... His eyes flickered, Jin Tang was really going to die for him.
"Jintang... is not an ordinary eunuch," he said timidly, avoiding Xie Yilu's sharpness, "he is unwilling to join forces with the eunuchs, and stands up for the country and society, he is a leader among eunuchs..."
"Enough!" Xie Yilu glared at him angrily, until the whites of his eyes turned red, "You know that he is not for the country, but for you!"
These words seemed to put a heavy burden on Qu Feng, he dared not answer: "For, for me?" He panicked and stood up angrily, "You don't know what dirty thoughts he has! "
"Dirty?" Xie Yilu poked his neck and asked, "It can be worse than your ungratefulness!"
"He wants to make out with me!" Qu Feng yelled out, and his face flushed after yelling.
Xie Yilu was shocked, turned his face away in a panic, and his momentum plummeted. Seeing that he was wronged, Qu Feng got angry: "Longyang has broken sleeves, so dirty that I don't know where to go, let alone an eunuch!"
These words hurt Xie Yilu, he clenched his fists and argued: "What's wrong with eunuchs, eunuchs can't have emotions and desires, can't they live like human beings!"
"Impossible!" Qu Feng was categorical, "An eunuch is a dog, a cat, or a slave. If he is incomplete, how can he talk about being a human being?" He vented his anger, "It's better to die!"
Better to die. Xie Yilu's heart turned cold, it was impossible for Qu Feng to go with him, he turned to leave, but before leaving, he did not give up, and asked in a low voice: "Would you like to see him off, even just to take a look?"
"Chunhoe," Qu Feng also turned his back, "I'll tell you something from the bottom of my heart, I don't want to enter that place for the second time in my life."
The room was silent.
"Then..." After a long time, Xie Yilu said, "Lend me something."
Tu Yao personally led Xie Yilu to the depths of the prison, holding an oil lamp in his hand. In the flickering lights, he turned his head and looked at Xie Yilu. How should I say that look, like probing, but also like envy .
"What's the matter." Xie Yilu touched himself, he was wearing an official robe, nothing special.
Tu Yao turned around and said after a long time, "What kind of incense is it smelling? It smells so strong."
Xie Yilu looked at his back and replied softly, "Benzoxiang."
When the front was in place, Tu Yao handed him the oil lamp: "Hurry up, I'll watch."
Xie Yilu gave him a hand: "Even if Liao Jixiang breaks up with Zheng Mi, he will come to save him."
"What do you mean?" Tu Yao evilly smiled, "Let me show mercy?" He stared at Xie Yilu's useless scholarly face, and said strangely, "You know what Liao Jixiang thinks. "
Xie Yilu didn't care about the deep meaning in his words, and said earnestly: "Jintang can come for Qu Feng, and stab the city of Nanjing, you should respect him and cherish him," he looked straight into Tu Yao's eyes. , "I hope you have mercy!"
Tu Yao didn't answer him, turned his head impatiently, and urged him to go in. Xie Yilu walked into the torture room with a lamp. It was a big iron room. Jintang was stripped of his coat and tied to a wooden frame. I saw two black blood holes under the brow bone.
Xie Yilu covered his mouth in horror, retched for a while, and then reluctantly walked forward.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jintang trembled, and woke up from a coma. He listened with his arms folded, trembling. In just one night, he had been tortured beyond recognition. Xie Yilu saw on that slender body The atrocities were committed, the rib wounds were deliberately turned out, torn, and other places were beaten black and blue.
"You... why are you here?" Suddenly, Jintang said, looking around in fear, of course he couldn't see.
He was on the verge of death, and he was still worried about Qu Feng! Xie Yilu felt so sad that it was broken, and rushed to him eagerly, admiring him and pity him, reaching out his hand to support his cheek.
"Is...is that you?" Jintang couldn't believe it, and slightly fluttered his nose, smelling the benzoin on his body.
How can I make him believe it? Xie Yilu wiped the blood on his face with his fingers, then slowly and solemnly hugged him, hugged him tightly, and stroked him tenderly.
Jintang was trembling, maybe she was crying, but Xie Yilu didn't dare to look, didn't dare to look at the blood and tears flowing from his eyes.
"I knew you would come..." Jintang said foolishly, "I will die without regret."
Xie Yilu hugged him tightly, causing the wooden frame to "creak" and Jintang moaned softly: "In this life, I have two happy things, one is with the duke, and the other is for you die."
Xie Yilu was crying, he sniffed angrily, and buried his head in Jintang's neck.
"Don't cry," Jintang comforted him instead, "You have me, I have you, and our journey in this world is not in vain." He suddenly smiled, "How lucky I am, I have been an eunuch for half my life, and finally There is a bosom friend," he leaned on Xie Yilu's shoulder, "they are going to envy me!"
Xie Yilu didn't know who he was talking about, Zhang Caimei Acha, or those who died in Gansu. At this moment, he felt that he was not hugging Jintang, but Liao Jixiang, the Liao Jixiang who had never met him. Jixiang, he felt sorry for him, and tenderly pressed a kiss on that cheek. As soon as he kissed him, he felt that something was wrong with the person in his arms. He convulsed slightly at first, and then stopped moving.
He hurriedly let go of him, stroked his hair and looked, sure enough, that face was covered with blood vertically and horizontally, covering the nose, cheeks, and lips, with blood bubbles bubbling in his mouth... Xie Yilu turned pale with shock , stepped back hastily, and turned around to see Tu Yao, who should have been standing there, staring at the two of them dumbfounded.
"He bit his tongue!" Xie Yilu yelled at him like crazy, "Help me!"