Yang Yi did not dare to stop him, so he followed Zhao Hongrun and Zong Wei Chief Lu Mu in a carriage to the private prison of the Prince's Mansion.

When entering the private cell, Zongwei Chief Lu Mu glanced inside and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "This place... has been really messed up."

Once upon a time, the clan guards would often go to this wine cellar to get wine. Now, seeing this familiar wine cellar changed beyond recognition, Lu Mu felt a little uncomfortable.

After hearing the mutterings of Lu Mu, the chief of the imperial family, Zhao Hongrun didn't say much. After all, he allocated several houses to the west of the front yard of the Prince's Mansion to Zhang Qigong as a place to handle cases, even though Zhang Qigong privately transformed the wine cellar into a private room.

No matter what, he won't say much.

What's more, the "Prince's Mansion Captain's Office" does need a private prison that is not known to everyone. After all, some people have committed crimes, so it's hard to hand them over to the Ministry of Punishment, right? - There are some things that even Zhao Hongrun doesn't want to see too much.

People know.

Patting Lu Mu's shoulder, Zhao Hongrun walked towards the depths of the dungeon.

After walking about seven or eight feet, he suddenly heard a shrill but short scream coming from the depths of the dungeon. It was obvious that the prisoner who was being tortured could not resist the torture and fainted.

Just as Zhao Hongrun guessed, Gong Zheng was once again tortured by Zhang Qigong and passed out in the torture chamber deep in the dungeon.

And just when Zhang Qigong looked sinister and was about to ask someone to pour cold water on Gong Zheng to wake him up, suddenly a black crow walked into the execution room quickly and reminded Zhang Qigong: "Captain Zhang, the prince is here."

"..." Zhang Qigong was stunned, stretched out his hand to stop the two black crows from splashing cold water on Gong Zheng, and turned to look at the entrance of the execution room. He happened to see the leader of the black crows, Yang Yi, pushing open the door of the punishment department. Then,

Prince Zhao Run, wearing a vermilion-patterned dragon brocade robe, walked in from outside.

Seeing this, Zhang Qigong hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed his hands and saluted: "I, Zhang Qigong, have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Hmm." Zhao Hongrun nodded, and then glanced around the torture chamber a few times. Finally, his eyes fell on Gong Zheng, who was chained to the torture frame.

"He still refuses to confess?" Zhao Hongrun asked.

Zhang Qigong lowered his head, raised his hands and begged: "Your Highness, please give me some more time...I promise that I will be able to pry this person's mouth open."

Zhao Hongrun nodded noncommittally, stepped forward, and looked at Gong Zheng, who had fainted.

Although he didn't know the specific process of Zhang Qigong's torture of Gong Zheng, seeing that Gong Zheng was covered in blood and even had brand marks on his clothes, he could guess that this member of Xiao Ni must have been full in the past two days.

Being tortured.

"It's a bit cold here..."

After rubbing his hands, Zhao Hongrun looked back at the stove in the execution room - the kind used for burning with fire. He signaled to a black crow member and said: "Add some charcoal to make the stove hotter." As he said that, he continued.

Instructed another Black Crow: "Go and boil a pot of wine."

"Yes!" The two black crows clasped their fists and retreated.

"Isn't this quite submissive?"

Looking at the backs of the two black crows leaving, Zhao Hongrun thought in his heart.

In fact, he didn't know that not all the Black Crows were rebellious. Moreover, even the Black Crows with code names like Ghost did not dare to offend him in front of him.

Watching a Black Crow member add some firewood to the stove, Zhao Hongrun stretched out his hands to warm his frozen hands, and at the same time ordered: "Lu Mu, wake him up."

After hearing this, a black crow member walked towards Gong Zheng carrying a bucket, but was waved by Zong Wei Chief Lu Mu halfway, walked up to Gong Zheng who was unconscious, pinched the latter's chin with one hand, and held the latter's chin with the other.

He slapped the latter's face gently.

Gradually, Gong Zheng woke up from his coma.

After regaining some consciousness, he was about to taunt Zhang Qigong as he had done several times before, when he suddenly saw a man wearing a brocade robe with a dragon pattern standing by the stove, warming his hands.

The pupils shrank suddenly, Gong Zheng suddenly put away his contempt, and replaced it with solemnity.

"...Prince Zhao Run." He said word by word.

Zhao Hongrun looked back at Gong Zheng and asked casually: "Do you recognize me?"

Gong Zheng shook his head, and said in a deep voice with a solemn tone that even he probably didn't realize: "Ji Zhao's dragon colt... Gong still recognizes it."

"Ji Zhao's dragon colt? What the hell?" Zhao Hongrun frowned and muttered.

At this time, a black crow came in carrying an iron pot and said: "Your Highness, the wine is ready."

After hearing this, Lu Mu, the chief of the Zongwei clan, took the iron pot and poured a cup of hot wine for Zhao Hongrun.

Zhao Hongrun took a sip of hot wine and let out a long breath: "I'm alive...it's really a bit cold today." After saying that, he saw Gong Zheng looking at him intently, and asked: "Would you like some wine?"

Would you like to warm yourself up?"

But even though it was a question, he didn't wait for Gong Zheng to answer. He walked towards the only table in the room and said casually: "Give him a drink."

After hearing this, Gong Zheng snorted and said with a bit of ridicule: "Your Highness, Captain Zhang used this trick yesterday..."

But before he could finish his words, he saw Lu Mu, the chief of the Zong Wei, walking up to him with a glass of wine. Under his stunned gaze, he grabbed his chin and handed the wine glass to his mouth.

"Are you really giving me a drink? Instead of pouring wine on my wounds?"

Gong Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then, under the impatient urging of Zong Wei Chief Lu Mu, he drank the glass of wine.

The wine was a bit hot, and Gong Zheng drank it too fast, which caused a faint burning feeling in his chest. However, this burning feeling gradually dissipated the coldness in his body, making him feel much softer and more energetic.

.

"...This is Zhao Run."

Gong Zheng looked at Zhao Hongrun, who was sitting in Zhang Qigong's seat yesterday, with a more solemn look.

From what happened just now, he could feel that the Crown Prince of Wei was a very domineering, conceited, and proud person.

"What do you call it?" Zhao Hongrun asked, taking a sip of hot wine from the wine cup.

"Gong Zheng." Gong Zheng replied.

"I think this is not your real name, right?" Zhao Hongrun smiled and said: "After drinking a glass of wine from me, how about you reveal your real name? Anyway, you probably don't have many clan members anymore, so you don't need to worry about me.

Why hide it when you will harm them?...Tell me which family of Nanyan you are from."

"..."

Gong Zheng took a deep look at Zhao Hongrun, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "Beigong...yu."

"Beigong..." Zhao Hongrun muttered and said with a smile: "This is not a common surname."

Hearing this, Zongzheng's expression changed slightly, and then he sneered: "Does His Highness the Crown Prince want to use this surname to track down my clan members? Give up, even if our Beigong clan does still have a few survivors, they will definitely not.

Dare you use this last name again..."

"When did I say I wanted to investigate?" Zhao Hongrun smiled, suddenly looked at Bei Gongyu and said, "Beigong Yu, you actually have a family background, right?"

"His Royal Highness, are you talking about the past?" Bei Gongyu sneered.

"It's not like before." Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said lightly: "As far as I know, in order to prevent you, Xiao Ni, from being blackmailed by the court, you are not allowed to get married or have children, but I think... Beigong clan, this

It sounds like a big family. As one of the few remaining descendants of this big family, you shouldn't abide by such rules and end the bloodline of the Beigong clan, right?"

"So that's why you asked me about my real name?" Bei Gongyu flashed a flash of anger and sneered: "Unfortunately, you will never find it."

"Looking for? No need." Zhao Hongrun shook his head, looked at Bei Gongyu and said lightly: "I am just a little curious suddenly. If I hang you on the city and tell the world, do you think your wife and children will know about it?"

Will they show up because of you after this incident?...I guess you won't tell them some of what you did, and they may not know about you, so they might actually take the bait."

"...Despicable." Bei Gongyu said bitterly.

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun shook his finger and said with a smile: "I just said it casually, you don't have to worry. In fact, even if I do this, your wife and children may not be able to come to Daliang alive.

...Xiao Luan will sit back and watch your wife and children fall into a trap, becoming a handle for the court to threaten you to obey? How is that possible! According to his approach, he will send someone to kill your wife and children to avoid future troubles!"

"..." Bei Gongyu took a deep look at Zhao Hongrun, squinted his eyes, nodded and said, "I understand, are you trying to drive a wedge between me and Xiao Luan?"

Zhao Hongrun smiled noncommittally and asked lightly: "How about it, do you want to take a gamble? Maybe your wife and children were lucky enough not to see the notice? Well, no, even if they didn't see it, Xiao Luan

If he knew about it, I'm afraid he would probably do something cruel... Well, how about I bet on Xiao Luan's friendship with you?"

"..." Bei Gongyu closed her mouth tightly and looked a little nervous.

He hated himself extremely and hated that he had just revealed Beigong's surname to that Zhao Run.

And at this moment, Zhao Hongrun suddenly said: "Beigong Yu, please serve me."

"..."

Hearing this unexpectedly, Bei Gongyu couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on his face. He said with a bit of laughter: "Your Highness, did I hear correctly? You are actually recruiting me?"

"It is inciting rebellion." After correcting Bei Gongyu's words, Zhao Hongrun said calmly: "You and I both know who is right and who is wrong in what happened back then, so there is no need to say more. In fact, Xiao Luan is also an implicated person, but

, he used and betrayed his close friend who he had known for more than 20 years, who is also the sixth uncle of this king, so I will kill him no matter what!... It is not a national hatred, but a personal hatred!"

Having said this, he pointed at Bei Gongyu and added: "As for you, in fact, I have never thought about killing them all... In fact, I still admire people with strong backbone."

"Ha." Bei Gong Yushai smiled and shook his head: "His Royal Highness, you think that with just a few words, I will reveal Xiao Luan's whereabouts?"

"Why not?" Zhao Hongrun spread his hands and said seriously: "Beigong Yu, do you really think you can gain anything by following Xiao Luan? Xiao Luan spent twenty years running an anti-Wei force in our great Wei Dynasty, but

Now, haven't you fled abroad in despair with your tail between your legs?... I am the Prince of the East Palace of the Wei Dynasty, and behind me is the entire Wei Dynasty. If I want him to die, he will die eventually!... Follow such a destined trend.

End guy, what do you get?"

"If it is rumored, His Highness the Crown Prince is really...arrogant." Bei Gongyu sneered, and then he said seriously: "However, I followed Xiao Luan not to gain anything, but to avenge your Ji Zhao clan.

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"Why?" Zhao Hongrun asked.
To be continued...