Tomorrow will be the day when Qin Zheng will return home.
He searched for no one all night, and he became more and more uneasy. If his subordinates came to report that no one was found, he planned to pass the sign into the palace and report the matter to today. Chu Yu is an important minister in the court, a direct descendant of the Chu family and a serious emperor's relative. Today, she will definitely not sit idly by.
As soon as he returned to the mansion, he saw Dan Yu walking around in front of the door.
"Brother!" Seeing Qin Zheng, Dan Yu hurried forward, without saying a word, and stuffed the things in his hand to him.
Qin Zheng looked down, frowned, and was about to reprimand him for being playful, but suddenly froze in the next moment. He unfolded the album in his hand and looked carefully, his face turned pale at first, then gradually darkened.
Panting, Dan Yu told Qin Zheng exactly what the scholar said.
Qin Zheng's face became darker, his eyes were full of killing intent, and Dan Yu couldn't help shivering when he saw it.
"Brother... Second Master Chu..." Dan Yu swallowed, and said cautiously.
Qin Zheng pinched the picture album in his fingertips, his knuckles turned white, and he flew on the horse again, raised his hand to call for his subordinates, and said coldly, "Go to the scholar and ask him about yesterday's events carefully, and he must explain clearly. For nothing." He paused, and then said: "Tell him, if he dares to draw a stroke of Chu Yu in the future, I will personally chop off his hand."
"Yes, General!" The subordinate led the order and left.
Qin Zheng ordered again: "Call fifty personal soldiers to follow me to Jing'anhou Mansion!"
The sound of horseshoes on Qingshi Street is full of chilling meaning, and they are speeding in this blue sky and white day.
Jing'anhou's mansion has been going downhill since the old master of the previous generation passed away, relying entirely on the remaining nobility from previous years to maintain a decent appearance, it is really not considered to be at its peak. The gate of the mansion is in the north of the city, and the land boundary is also a bit off, and it looks sparsely populated.
Qin Zheng's fifty personal soldiers are capable generals he single-handedly picked up. All of them are men who have fought with him in the battlefield, and they can fight ten against one. When they arrived at Jing'anhou's mansion, the soldiers stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a long while, only the door servant answered and opened the door.
As soon as the door of this compartment opened, Qin Zheng rode his horse and led his men into the mansion.
"Big, bold! How dare the gangsters break into the Hou's mansion!" The door servants were startled and shouted.
Qin Zheng rode his horse all the way into the mansion, and said coldly: "Marquis of Zhenbei Qinzheng came to visit Lord Jing. If there is any impoliteness, please also invite Lord Jing..." Saying that, Sa Luzi had already stepped into the house of Lord Jing'an. Above the mansion lobby, the huge bonsai at Dangmen was knocked down by a horse's hoof. With a loud bang, Qin Zheng's voice fell: "... Haihan."
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There was a strong smell of blood in the airtight stone room.
The dim candlelight reflected half of the stone wall, and the dots of blood on it looked like dark flowers embroidered on the dyed cloth.
Lord Jing Hou was sitting on the stool, playing with a blood-stained whip in his hand, he picked Chu Yu's chin with his toes in a leisurely manner, and said with a low smile: "Chu Qingci, this is the time, you can still How long will it last?"
Chu Yu fell on the ground, her loose long hair soaked in blood and dried up into strands, covering half of her face, revealing a shocking paleness. The luxurious robe on his body has been stained with blood, and has become ragged due to whipping, and every inch of exposed skin is mottled with blood, and wounds are everywhere. The blood-stained fingertips moved, and there was no other sound.
Lord Jing squatted down with great interest, and coaxed softly: "Chu Qingci, please beg me, beg me to fuck you. I'll take you out right away, wash you clean, and give you enough to eat and drink." , I will take good care of this injury for you. You just need to take good care of me, huh? Okay?"
Chu Yu raised his eyes, blood was stained under the corners of his eyes, like a bright mole of tears, unexpectedly had a different kind of desolate beauty that could not be concealed. He stretched out his hand with great effort, and slowly hooked Lord Jing's neck, his voice was weak: "Please..."
Lord Jing's lower abdomen tightened, and the word Chu Yu hooked his lower body to react. He hurriedly moved closer: "What do you want me to do?"
Chu Yu choked and coughed, and suddenly spewed blood all over Master Jing's face.
Lord Jing's eyes turned red, and before he could react, he heard Chu Yu sneer.
"Please... don't be disgusting here..."
Master Jing was furious, and pushed Chu Yu to the ground, roughly separated his legs, and stepped forward: "I see how hard your mouth is, if you don't beg me, you will do it until you beg me. You don't want to beg me." You arrogant bitch, when he was the minister in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he used to have fun every night, and he used some skills to serve me."
Chu Yu stared blankly at the dark and cold stone wall above his head, his fingertips were resting on the chain, and Lord Jinghou's hot and hard lower body was pressed against his buttocks, and he went on the rampage without any foreplay. go.
The black bell in front of the stone gate suddenly swayed violently, and the sound of urging Lord Jing was taken aback. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the ringing was too tight, as if something urgent had happened.
Master Jing Hou could really take Chu Yu as his own, but it was really uncomfortable to be interrupted at this moment. His face and mouth were full of bloody smell, and he suddenly felt a little bit lost. Now that Chu Yu was already a fish on the table, how to knead and chop it was all up to him, so there was no need to be in a hurry.
"Don't worry, wait for Benhou to come back, and then I'll play hard with you." Lord Jing got up and straightened his clothes, gently pinched Chu Yu's cheek, and then left.
As soon as Shi Shi left the secret room, he saw his relatives stamping their feet anxiously outside.
"Master Hou, something happened!"
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Jing'anhou Mansion, lobby.
The bonsai named Jin Yu Man Tang finally fell to the ground miserably, dust and broken porcelain scattered all over the floor, making the whole hall look like a mess.
Qin Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, and turned around when he heard something.
Lord Jing just hastily wiped off the blood on his face and changed into his outer robe, but how could the bloody smell all over his body hide from Qin Zheng who was rolling on the battlefield and licking blood with the tip of a knife. Qin Zheng's face became even more gloomy,
"I heard that General Yunhui was visiting, but I didn't know it was such a posture. What? The visit ceremony of the Zhenbeihou Mansion was to break into the private house and smash it at will? Just now, Xiaohou didn't believe it. The Marquis of Zhenbei. Looking at it now is an eye-opener." Lord Jing Hou said sarcastically.
Qin Zheng's icy eyes fell on the neckline of Lord Jing, where there was a trace of blood: "People in the army must be irritable, so please take care of Lord Jing. I don't know what Lord Jing was doing just now. Someone messed up?"
Lord Jing laughed lightly, and said: "It's nothing, I got a beautiful ornament a few days ago, and I was just enjoying it."
Qin Zheng's eyes became even more murderous: "Ming people don't speak dark words, Lord Jing went to Qingque Street yesterday, and someone saw you and my family Qingci going out from Qingque Street. Since then, Qingci has disappeared , is this true?"
Master Jing pretended to be surprised and said: "Chu Qingci? Xiao Hou remembered that the general had reconciled with Second Master Chu long ago, when did he have something to do with him again?"
Before the words fell, there was a crisp buzzing sound, and the three-foot long sword was already tightly attached to the neck of Lord Jing with a cold autumn light.
Qin Zheng's murderous intent flashed all over his body: "Fuck you, and then give me a beep. It doesn't matter whether Chu Qingci has anything to do with me, just ask you a question, is the person here with you!"
At that time, Qin Zheng was the leader of the dandies, the overlord of the leaders, and later he wore away his arrogance and extravagance on the battlefield. Instead, he brought out the rest of his bastard attitude to the fullest. Just like a soldier.
Lord Jing Hou was used to seeing people who are all-faced and deceitful, but he had never really encountered such a person who came up and did it. He was stunned immediately and said: "Even if you are a general, you are so trespassing in a private house and threatening you with a sword..."
"Shut up." Qin Zheng pressed down on the edge of the sword, and cut blood marks on Lord Jing's neck. There was a chilling murderous look in his peach eyes, and every word was as cold as if it was pulled out of an ice cave. Painful, he said: "I used this sword to cut off the head of the chief Rong Lu. The scar was as big as a bowl, and the blood could burst out a foot high. Guess what I have to be afraid of? I cut off your head. Head, at worst, I will be exiled for another three thousand miles, and after four or five years, I can still kill you, believe it or not?"
Master Jing's face turned pale, because he really knew that he was afraid, and met a desperate stubble. He gestured to his entourage with the hand behind his back, and then smiled apologetically: "The general has something to say... Xiaohou will know everything without saying it, and knowing everything without saying it..."
Qin Zheng exerted another three points of strength in his hands, and said, "Hugh and me, you don't have the time."
Master Jing nodded tremblingly, and said: "Okay, okay... I said, I said it was... yesterday on Qingque Street..." He stammered and procrastinated as if recalling, and talked little by little.
Qin Zheng was sullen and was listening to him patiently, when he suddenly heard a commotion, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Lord Jing like a knife. The soldiers behind him came to report: "General, there is a flood in the courtyard behind!"
His heart was suddenly raised, and Qin Zheng's mind went blank for a moment. An unspeakable fear came to his heart, and the sword in his hand slipped down, making a dull sound on the ground.
"Qingci..." Qin Zheng murmured, and suddenly let out a long whistle, Sa Luzi neighed, and when he got on his horse, he galloped out.
Before the soldiers could react, Qin Zheng's figure had disappeared like lightning.