Chapter 554 Clothes that don't match.

In late spring, there are still many flowers in the pavilion of Prince Duan Suxing, and there is still a slight hot wind blowing, and you can still smell the fragrance.

It's just that in this fragrance, everyone is not in the mood to enjoy it.

Because in the wind, there is also a miserable cry.

This is the first time Hualang and the others have seen Dali's torture tools, but although it is the first time, it is similar to their Da Song Dynasty, anyway, they are all used to torture prisoners.

Those torture instruments were used on the assassin one after another, the assassin was covered with bruises, his arm was exposed, and the scalded skin could be seen, but although it was burned, it was not burned just now, it should have been burned a day or two ago, I think it was Prince Duan Suxing who sent people to search the whole country for people with tattoos on his right arm, and the assassin was afraid of being caught, so he destroyed the tattoos on his arms, but he didn't expect that Prince Duan Suxing listened to Hualang's advice and even scratched those with injuries on his arms.

The assassin's chest had already been burned with a lot of marks, and the wind blew it was heartbreaking, and those soldiers were still tortured, and after the crown prince Duan Suxing saw this, his heart was a little more relaxed, so he asked the assassin who was receiving the pain, "Are you willing to be honest?" If you don't, the prince will play you to death. ”

The assassin couldn't bear it anymore, and he begged for mercy again and again, saying, "The prince spares his life, I ...... I'll say everything! ”

Prince Duan Suxing asked his men to stop, and then asked the assassin, "Who told you to assassinate me?" ”

The assassin glanced at Bao Zheng and Wen Yanbo in pain, and then said: "It was those envoys of the Great Song Dynasty who instructed me, and they came to Dali to send envoys to be false, and they wanted to find out whether your Dali's secrets were true." ”

Hearing this, Prince Duan Suxing's brows suddenly tightened, and Bao Zheng and Wen Yanbo suddenly felt an invisible pressure, and Wen Yanbo hurriedly stood up and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Mingjian, how can we kill His Royal Highness the Prince, and don't listen to this assassin's nonsense." ”

After Wen Yanbo said this, the crown prince Duan Suxing suddenly smiled faintly, and then suddenly roared: "Come on, hit me, beat me hard, at this time, I still haven't honestly explained the problem." ”

Prince Duan Suxing's order was too sudden, and when everyone reacted, the assassin's screams came to mind again, and when Bao Zheng and Wen Yanbo saw this, they dared to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads with their hands.

Hua Lang stood aside and was silent, he had long felt that it was not so simple for Gao Zhisheng of Dali Xiangguo to hand over the assassins, it turned out that he wanted to frame Bao Zheng and them, as long as the crown prince Duan Suxing believed the assassins, then there would inevitably be a contradiction between Dali and Da Song, and if Gao Zhisheng wanted to rebel, it would be much easier.

At this time, the assassin screamed unawarely, but when he screamed, he still insisted that the people who assigned him were the envoys of the Great Song Dynasty, that is, Bao Zheng and Wen Yanbo.

The assassin refused to change his words, Hua Lang felt that this was not good, thinking of this, Hua Lang came to Duan Suxing and said with a light smile: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can rest assured that he will try to interrogate him?" ”

At this time, Duan Suxing saw that the assassin was so stubborn, and he also felt a little difficult, and now that Hua Lang was willing to help, he naturally couldn't ask for it, so he hurriedly nodded and said, "Okay, let the playboy interrogate." ”

Prince Duan Suxing's soldiers stopped, and Hua Lang approached the assassin and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The corner of the assassin's mouth was bleeding, he smiled coldly and showed his teeth, even the teeth were full of blood, he looked at Hua Lang and asked, "What is my name, aren't you Zhilu Dao, since you know Lu Dao, what else do you ask?" ”

This is another assassin's backbite, but Hua Lang was not as angry or even angry as Duan Suxing, Hua Lang smiled very calmly, and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, it's just that I think Lord Xiangguo is too imprudent, even if he wants to hand you over to die, or even frame our officials of the Great Song Dynasty, at least I have to change your clothes!" ”

The assassin's eyes were horrified, but everyone did not understand what Hua Lang meant by this, they were puzzled, so they looked at the assassin's clothes, at this time the assassin's clothes were still night clothes, but the night clothes had been torn by torture, and there was still red blood on them, but because the clothes were black, the blood did not look very obvious at this time.

At this time, the Assassin's appearance was miserable, but everyone did not find anything from the Assassin's clothing.

At this time, Hua Lang smiled faintly, and then pointed to the assassin's right arm and said: "You burned the tattoo on your right arm, of course, this is to avoid tracking, but look at the burn on your right arm, it should have been two days, and the burn is not so easy to get better, so when the soldier twists you, you will still feel pain, since you have removed the tattoo on your arm two days ago, then how can you be so stupid, and still wearing the night clothes at this time, isn't this obviously for people to be caught?" ”

When Hua Lang said this, everyone finally understood what was going on, and at this time, Hua Lang continued: "I think you did it when you were hiding in Xiangguo's mansion, and this night robe was worn by Xiangguo Lord Gao Zhisheng when he was preparing to give you to His Royal Highness the Prince, let's say, how did Gao Zhisheng instruct you to kill His Royal Highness the Prince, and how much settlement money did he give you." ”

After Hua Lang said this, everyone understood even more that life is extremely cherished for everyone, even if this assassin is no longer afraid of death, he can't give up his life for a certain person, and now he is willing to give up his life for the sake of Gao Zhisheng, so there must be something more important than his life that makes him have to do this.

What is more important than life?

There are many, such as righteousness, such as money, such as the lives of family members.

It is somewhat awkward to talk about righteousness with the Assassins, so it is only about money, or the lives of the Assassins' families, and the two are often interconnected.

Although the assassin was in pain at this time, there was still a look of surprise on his face, and he looked at the scholar in front of him, feeling that he was even more terrifying than the soldiers who beat him with torture instruments, but at this time this scholar was laughing, and his smile was as soft as the spring wind.

The assassin's eyes widened, he hesitated, he wanted to tell everything about himself, he knew very well that even if he said it, he would not escape death, but if he said it, he might die a little more happily, but after he said it, what would be the consequences for his family?

He had decided to give up his life for the sake of his family, so why did he tell what he knew in order to suffer so little, if so, wouldn't his suffering be in vain?