Smack, smack, smack!

Bang –

In a dark and damp passage, there was a sudden crackling sound, as if someone was whipping something soft with a leather whip, and it continued to vibrate and spread in the passage.

The whole passage is covered with bluestone, the stone surface is covered with moss, and there is a flickering torch every few dozen steps, and the water droplets can be seen in the cracks of the stone under the firelight.

Judging from this situation, this passage is at least a hundred years old, and the moss on the stone surface can not grow in a day, and the overflow of water in the stone crevices is even more dark and damp.

Smack, smack, smack!

The sound came again, then there was a muffled thud, and finally a faint scream was heard from someone's mouth, and it sounded like it was dying.

At the end of the passage, I saw a secret room with a flickering fire, and a wooden stake standing on the wall, on which was tied a man in tattered clothes. Someone next to him was whipped with a leather whip in his hand, making a dull crackling sound, and it was only then that he finally learned what the sound was so harsh and tickling.

There were several tall men standing in the secret room, and in the middle was a charcoal basin with a blazing charcoal fire, and suddenly someone angrily threw away the leather whip in his hand, and suddenly pulled out a reddish soldering iron from the brazier in the middle, and said viciously: "If you don't speak again, let you taste the punishment of red iron roast pork, boy, whether you are dead or alive, you want to ...... yourself."

He put the soldering iron to his mouth and spat on it, the red soldering iron made a crisp sound, and a wisp of white heat floated out of the iron surface.

He slammed the soldering iron in front of the person bound by the stake, and with a fierce look on his face, he said viciously again: "Say, do you say it or not, if you don't say it, I will burn you to death." ”

The man tied to the stake had a faint breath, and when he heard this, he just looked at him with disdain, and then showed a faint mockery on his face, and said intermittently: "Governance... After eight years of governing Tibet, I... I didn't know... I don't know that there is a secret room under the Puzan Mansion, and sure enough, His Royal Highness is right, if it is not my same clan, its heart will be different, in the past eight years, we have rescued the people of Tubo, and when you and other tribes were affected by the disaster, which did not enjoy relief, I didn't think of feeding a group of white-eyed wolves, and it was a waste of hard work, and sure enough, His Royal Highness was right, not my own clan, and his heart would be different......"

This man is none other than Changsun Chong, the eldest son of Changsun Wuji, and seeing his rags and torn flesh, I don't know how much punishment he has suffered during this time.

The man with the soldering iron snorted coldly, and said with a fierce light in his eyes: "Your Highness can't save you, he hasn't appeared for eight years, so don't use him to scare me, we Tubo people will not obey his rule." Let me tell you one more thing by the way, your Royal Highness has broken away from the Tang Dynasty and founded the country on his own, and now he is tired from being dragged by tens of millions of people, even if there are three guards in Xifu, he can't pull away to take revenge in Tibet, Changsun Chong, do you understand, your Highness will not come to save you, now you are dead or alive, only you can decide......"

Speaking of this, he handed the soldering iron forward again, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I advise you to hurry up and say, don't insist on your loyalty, loyalty can't save you, don't suffer from skin and flesh again." ”

The eldest grandson Chong's breath was very sluggish, and he smiled weakly again when he heard the words, he didn't look at the red-hot soldering iron in front of him, and said lightly: "You will never understand that the loyalty of the Han people is not directed at any one person, I am loyal to my own nation, and what I love is the country established by the Han people, you want to get the secret recipe for gunpowder from my mouth, Lao Tzu is still the same sentence before, do your mother's spring and autumn dream." ”

The person with the soldering iron was furious, and finally gave up the idea of persuading Changsun Chong with good words, he showed a cruel smile on his face, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said viciously: "Since you don't know whether you live or die, and your speech is so hard, this emperor wants to test whether your flesh is so hard, I see how many times you can withstand the punishment of the soldering iron into the flesh." ”

The red-hot soldering iron burns people's flesh and skin, and anyone who puts this kind of thing on them will be afraid, and Changsun Chong also trembled lightly twice.

But this is just a knee-jerk reaction, not that Changsun Chong wants to bow his head and admit defeat.

He glanced at this person again, although his breath was weak, his face was firm and abnormal, and he suddenly stiffened his chest, and shouted with pride: "Then come, Lao Tzu also wants to try what your soldering iron tastes like, whether it can shake the loyalty of the Han man, and whether it can overshadow my glory as a Han man...... Come on, let Lao Tzu take a good look, how did you turn me into a traitor to seek glory......"

There is obviously something in the words, it is insulting the other party's white-eyed wolf-like behavior, Tubo has been included in the Tang Dynasty for eight years, and according to the right reason, the people of Tubo are already the people of the Tang people, but these people sold this land to foreign races in the blink of an eye, and they are also foreign races that have never been heard of thousands of miles away.

Completely ignoring the generosity and relief of eight years.

The person on the other side finally couldn't hold it back, and pressed the soldering iron in his hand directly on Changsun Chong's face, only to hear a sound of zilala, and a smell of feet filled the air, choking several tall men in the secret room all took three steps back.

The man laughed wildly, and kept pressing the soldering iron on the face of the eldest grandson, as if he had been a slave for too long and had groveled and suppressed his nature, so once he was liberated, he became more and more vicious and cruel.

While destroying Changsun Chong with a soldering iron, he laughed wildly and asked Changsun Chong: "Does it hurt, does it hurt, do you call, why don't you call, ahha, do you know, this soldering iron is engraved with two Chinese characters, from now on your face will appear the word pig, Han people are all pigs, Han people are all pigs, ahahaha, your Changsun Chong is also a pig......"

It turned out that this soldering iron was specially made, and there were two Chinese characters for pork cast on it, and he used this soldering iron to burn Changsun Chong's cheeks, and Changsun Chong would never be able to erase the shameful word of pork on his face in the future.

Eldest Sun Chong gritted his teeth and endured the pain, insisting on refusing to let himself make a sound, but how could the normal physiological reaction of a person be suppressed, and he still couldn't help screaming under the severe pain.

In the end, he bit his tongue ruthlessly, and then let out two miserable snorts in his nose, and suddenly rolled his eyes, and passed out directly.

The person who took the soldering iron was stunned, and hurriedly pressed the soldering iron again, but unfortunately Changsun Chong had passed out, and no matter how he pressed the soldering iron, it had no effect.

"Damn it!" The man threw the soldering iron in anger, picked up the whip viciously, and beat him again.

Someone next to him reminded him softly, saying: "Twelve Emperors, he has passed out, no matter how much you whip him, it will not work, you should call the doctor to come over for diagnosis and treatment first, and then ......."

"How many times have you said that you have to call me Puzan, but you are not allowed to call the Twelve Emperors! I am no longer the sixteenth prince of Tibet, Songtsam, from now on my name will be Puzan! ”

It turns out that this person is also a member of the Tibetan royal family, and he is the twelfth younger brother of Songtsen Gampo, his original name was Songtsan Gampo, and now he wants to become the new Tubo emperor.

He roared a few times in his mouth, brandished a leather whip and approached the person who spoke just now, suddenly leaned down and stared at the other party coldly, and said again with a fierce face: "Puzan, do you understand, it is the Puzan of the entire Tubo, from now on I am your great emperor, and I am the great emperor who has been given authority by the gods......

The tone of this voice already smells of madness, and I don't know how long it has been suppressed to be so perverted.

Everyone in the secret room hurriedly bowed their heads, for fear of attracting the leather whip in his hand.

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…… The first update arrives, 3000 words