the enlightener says

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, but no one dared to stand up and intercede for Master Du.

His death was already a certainty, and Gong Shuren, who was in a rage, must have someone to vent to. If that was the case, why bother to dirty himself again?

It's just that Gong Shuren looked around, and the next words made everyone frightened again: "It's not just Du Peng..."

His voice was very soft: "There are a few more people, Du Peng has also recruited, I think... don't I need to remind you separately?"

The officials present looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes were full of fear, from what it meant, among the officials and generals present, how many of them were in the same party as Du Peng?That's right, such a big matter... Du Peng can't handle it alone.

The hall was suddenly plunged into a silent extreme cold, but Gong Shuren waited for a long time, but still no one stood up, so he shook his head with some regret. These people probably thought they were lying to them, and they were still lucky, but As a person, if he didn't really confirm the names of those people, how could he say them in public?

He turned his gaze, nodded, and motioned for several sergeants to come forward.

Finally, one of the generals couldn't sit still any longer, stood up all of a sudden, and as he shouted sharply, he drew his sword out of its sheath in an instant.

However, before the light of the knife came out, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the hall!

The general's pupils were dilated, and he seemed to see a splash of blood, his knife was spinning and flying in the air, the blade reflected his astonished face, and then he saw clearly the broken man who was still clinging to the handle. Hand—isn't that the hand that holds the knife?

When the pain hit, he finally let out a miserable howl, and knelt down on his knees, looking at his blood-drenched arm in disbelief.

Gong Shuren calmly watched the severed hand fall to the ground, then looked at the little blue sword floating in front of him, and nodded slightly. Afterwards, the little blue sword turned around like an agile bird, and An Quietly flew out of the hall, and returned to the sleeves of the very inconspicuous old man leaning aside with half-closed eyes outside the door.

It is the old enshrinement of the public loser!

At this time, the officials present suddenly woke up, screaming and falling down. Some even looked at the severed hand, rolled their eyes and passed out, which seemed a bit funny.

And two of the civil servants knelt down on the ground, walked all the way to Gong Shuren, and begged for mercy loudly: "My lord... my lord, please spare my life, my lord."

Gong Shuren didn't even give them a straight look, he just nodded his head behind him, and then a few soldiers guarding the door entered, and dragged away the general with the severed arm and the two civil servants who fell at Gong Shuren's feet After going out, only the severed hand holding the knife was left unattended, and the bright red blood was still flowing on the ground, which was shocking.

Then he clapped his hands again, and several trembling officials walked into the hall with their heads bowed. They knew that Gong Shuren had murderous intentions this time, but they didn't know why they were sent here at this time.

"Sun Fan, Gongshu Yuanzhan, and Gongshuping." Gongshuren said their names expressionlessly. In a few simple words, they were actually given new official positions. Compared with before, not only were they not punished, Instead, they went up several levels in a row. At this time, their fear dissipated and their hearts were filled with joy, but when they saw the severed hand still bubbling blood on the ground, they didn't dare to smile for a while, for fear that Gong Shuren would be angry and change again.

Gong Shuren coughed a few times, apparently a bit weak, Mrs. Zhao continued to push the wheelchair and slowly turned to the direction of the gate, while Gong Shuren was still talking: "In the future, you must be diligent and prudent, and don't walk in the direction of those people." Following in the footsteps..."

This was an encouragement, but it was also a warning. There was no reason for the three of them not to listen. They kept nodding like chickens pecking at rice, bowing deeply, and did not dare to straighten up for a long time.

When Gong Shuren's wheelchair drove out of the gate, everyone felt that they had seen the sun again.

But in the prison in Jinzhou, the three who had just been taken away did not feel very well.

Even though the cell was covered with a layer of straw, the ground still looked damp, and with the lack of sunlight, it was more like a ghostly hell.There were mice crawling around in the straw, trying to snatch the few grains of rice that fell from the bowls in the mouths of some prisoners. When they got something, they would squeak excitedly.

As a result, when the mouse was still screaming, a big foot suddenly fell from the sky, and after a series of squeaks, the mouse turned into a piece of meatloaf.

The jailer looked at the rat and muttered, "Didn't you just put rat poison on it last month? The rat has grown to the size of a palm again. Are you sure that rat poison is poisonous to rats and not fed to rats?"

Another jailer beside him grinned, but in the dim candlelight, he looked a bit eerie and weird: "Have you heard that these rats are all those who died in the prison before? It’s just a rat poison, and it’s just the first time it’s sprayed it works.”

"It's a fucking evil door." The jailer who trampled the mouse to death cursed.

At this time, there was a shrill cry from the depths of the prison, which sounded particularly terrifying, but it was already commonplace for the two of them, so they didn't think it was surprising.

"Half an hour?" The jailer roughly estimated the time, and said, "What a hard bone, should I say it for such a long time? Are you still using torture?"

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it." The other person couldn't help laughing and said, "Master Gongshu is sitting there now. He wants to confess and is willing to pour out all the things, but he said he didn't like to hear it. You didn't Does listening to this shut up people's mouths? The adults said, when he feels satisfied, he will listen to their confessions again."

"This is too cruel. Didn't you mean to extract a confession? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a punishment."

"It's about punishment! Lord Gongshu has always been lenient, but who knows that he has raised these white-eyed wolves? Do you think he can't get angry? Alas, it's a pity that those civil servants are soft-boned and can't bear a few blows." , It’s meaningless. Now this one is a general with a broken arm, really tough..."

The life of a jailer is like a monk ringing a bell. Every day counts as a day. Except for daily inspections, food and wind, it is really boring, and the monthly money is not much. They are death row, and no one will to bribe them.

Therefore, judging the huge contrast between each prisoner before and after his imprisonment, and the speed at which they confessed under torture, has become a kind of pleasure for the jailers in their spare time.

And in the depths of the prison, the two officials who had just finished a round of torture and the general who lost his hand finally got a moment of respite.

The dim oil lamp wick made a crackling sound. Gong Shuren sat on the grand master's chair with calm eyes, an extremely stern expression, and his lips were tightly closed. All the elegant aura of his body was suppressed in the darkness, leaving only a cold smell.

At this time, someone approached slowly, bent down respectfully, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, Madam has already been sent back to the house, but she is a little worried about you, please don't stay in this dark and humid place for too long, It's not good for your health."

Gong Shuren nodded slightly. Mrs. Zhao was naturally timid and could not see blood, so he never let her see these dark sides around him.

His eyelids seemed to be very heavy, and he raised his eyes with some difficulty to look at the hourglass on the table. The time was almost up.

So, he slowly said to the dying three people on the ground: "I only give you one chance to speak, so...do you understand?"

Chapter 389 Opening the Ancestral Hall

As the saying goes, you don’t shed tears when you see the coffin, but they had to "see" the coffin once with the experience that life would be worse than death. They finally regretted it and began to miss the peace and harmony in daily life. It is extremely stupid to take risks for such a seemingly beautiful promise.

"Your... Your Excellency... Your lower official... No, no... The guilty minister, the guilty minister knows his mistake!"

"The criminal minister is also... The criminal minister really knows his mistake. The criminal minister has made a fool of himself and failed the trust of the lord for many years. He deserves death! Death!"

"Million death?" Gong Shuren sighed, "If you really want to die, one time is enough. You, who have been with me for more than ten years, feel your conscience, have I ever treated you badly?"

His eyes turned to the general who had lost his hand: "Juyi, do you have anything to defend?"

The military commander gritted his teeth. Compared with the civil servants, the punishment for a military general like him would naturally be heavier. He murmured with trembling pale lips: "My lord, the sinful general is as gracious as a mountain. The criminal general...is willing to use this life... ...repay your lord."

Gong Shuren closed his eyes with some pain, and shook his head: "Your life... I will take it, but not now. You will not die in this dark dungeon, but will die on the execution platform in the afternoon , died in front of the common people in Jinzhou. When your head falls, the common people will be overjoyed and scold you as a villain. However, your title... I can keep it for you, your son is diligent in martial arts , is 14 years old this year, when he becomes an adult, I will consider letting him join the army again and inherit your title."

Everyone values ​​fame and integrity, not to mention this military general named Lu Juyi, who used to be quite a respectable figure, and made great contributions to Jinzhou during the war.

Now that he has come to such an end, it seems that there is a heavy mountain in his heart, which makes him unable to breathe, but he knows that Gong Shuren's move is already lenient to him.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I deserved what I did, and deserved to have nothing. In the future, my son's title...he should fight for it by himself! If there is any war in the Mohist family in the future, he must be...let him enter the vanguard camp , take the lead..."

Gong Shuren nodded: "It looks like someone I promoted, with such a bit of backbone, if you kowtow and beg for mercy like them at this moment, I really feel that I have misjudged the person for so many years... Take it away, so I can take care of you." , if he wants to eat, arrange it for him, if he dies in prison, you are the only ones to ask."

"Yes." Several jailers nodded and dragged the general out.

Then Gong Shuren looked at the two civil servants, and the two raised their heads in unison, vying to bring their bloody faces under Gong Shuren's gaze, and shouted eagerly: "My lord! I said, I don't care about anything!" Say, it's the fourth master! It's the fourth master!"

However, a sneer flashed across Gongshu Renyin's face hidden in the darkness, and he sighed, "Actually...it doesn't matter whether you say it or not."

He waved his hand, and the servant standing beside him pushed up his wheelchair. When the wheel creaked and rubbed against the uneven floor tiles in the prison, Gong Shuren's voice sounded, "These two people's mouths are not strict, kill them." Let’s just say...he couldn’t bear the punishment, he committed suicide.”

Gong Shuren's tone was understated, as if he was just deciding whether there should be roast duck or roast chicken on the lunch table.

The expressions of the two officials changed wildly. At this moment, they finally understood that Gong Shuren tortured them not at all to make them speak, but to test whether they would stick to that secret till the end!

The general passed this test, so at least he can have a good death, and his family will be properly settled by Gong Shuren, and even taken care of by Gong Shuren in the future, and the two of them...

Gong Shuren wanted to protect the face of the Gong Loser from the beginning to the end, even if he heard the truth about the murder of relatives...

The guards looked calm, as if they were indifferent to what one person just revealed, and he didn't dare to care. After all, in the eyes of Gong Shuren, the officials in Jinzhou were just like those fat rats who were poisoned and trampled to death by them before. As jailers, they may not even count as rats.

……

"Miss, uncle said please go over."

Gongshu Yinxue opened her eyes, and Xiaodie's face looked hazy in front of her eyes.

An hour ago, the doctor bandaged her wound, prescribed some tranquilizers to help her sleep, and told her to take a good rest, and she also took a nap obediently.

But since it was Gong Shuren's request, she naturally couldn't go back to sleep, but just got up with her hands on her hands, and found her little brother who was lying on the side of the bed, sleeping a little restlessly.

Her younger brother, Gongshu Yinyu, was lying on the corner of her quilt like a homeless puppy, his brows were slightly frowned, and his delicate face was full of sorrow.

"The young master hurried over when he heard the news that the lady was injured. When he saw that you were sleeping, the young lady has been guarding here. You just fell asleep..." Xiaodie explained softly.

Gongshu Yinxue nodded with a smile, feeling warm in his heart.Seeing how sensible her younger brother was, she suddenly felt that the injuries on her body were not so serious.

She didn't wake up Gongshu Yinyu, but asked Xiaodie to help him move Gongshu Yinyu to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

In his sleep, Gongshu Yinyu muttered dissatisfiedly: "Sister, don't go."

Gongshu Yinxue couldn't help laughing, stretched out her hand to caress Gongshu Yinyu's frowning brow, and replied softly: "Sister won't leave, sister has been guarding Yinyu."

Seeing him sleeping soundly, Gongshu Yinxue got up cautiously, opened the door and walked out.

In the outer hall, Qin Ke and Bai Qi were sitting opposite each other, talking softly.

She subconsciously stroked the wound on her cheek. The doctor's unique ointment was cold, and she couldn't feel the pain now, but she was worried instead, and she didn't know if there would be a scar in the future. If she really broke Apparently, will Qin Ke...

Thinking of this, she quickly came to her senses and laughed in her heart: The two are not real husband and wife, how could Qin Ke care about these things.

Gongshu Yinxue looked at Xiaodie and asked, "Where is Uncle waiting for me?"

Xiaodie hesitated for a moment, then frowned and said, "Yes, in the ancestral hall."

"The ancestral hall?" Gongshu Yinxue's eyes showed a bit of surprise. The ancestral hall of the Gongshu family enshrines the ancestors of the past dynasties. Except for the patriarch, Gongshuren, these juniors are not allowed to enter and leave the ancestral hall at will. It can only be kneeling on the cold bricks outside the ancestral hall.

Only when public losers need to discuss important matters, or once a year to worship ancestors, are juniors like them eligible to go in.

Now Gong Shuren is suddenly waiting for her in the ancestral hall, why?She subconsciously grasped her injured shoulder, and she could vaguely figure out some clues in her heart, but she was not sure yet.

In fact, the moment Gongshu Yinxue opened the door, Qin Ke already felt it. Although he does not have the ability to use wind vision, but with his current energy and blood cultivation, his hearing is far superior to ordinary people, so he can naturally hear Gongshu Yinxue. The voices of Xue and Xiaodie talking in the room.

"That's it, Brother Bai, I won't hold you back." Qin Ke stood up and nodded to Bai Qiqi.

Bai Qi also stood up, glanced at Gongshu Yinxue, then at Qin Ke, and said with a smile: "Now in this house, no one will dare to harm you again."

"Do not worry……"

But Qin Ke frowned suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "When you see Lao Gao, remember to give him a hard punch..."

Of course Bai Qi knew why Qin Ke was angry. Judging from the sentence "Remember to bring the sword", Gao Yishui had obviously anticipated this assassination, but he did not stop it, and even secretly helped to promote the assassination, not only killing some innocent people Being involved in it even caused Gongshu Yinxue to be seriously injured, just one punch was considered light.

It's just that when he heard Qin Ke say this, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although Gao Yishui had his purpose, after all, human life is greater than the sky, and innocent people are affected by it. As a Mohist, he will naturally feel grudges.

"Let's do it yourself the next time you see him, I don't want to get involved." Bai Qi smiled lightly, without saying anything, turned around and walked down the small building holding the sword.

"Let's go too, I'll help you there?" Qin Ke and Gongshu Yinxue looked at each other, and as expected, they didn't mention the scar on her face.

This really made Gongshu Yinxue's heart warm up, but it slowly cooled down again.

Did he really not care about the change in his appearance, or did he never see her shadow in his eyes for a moment?

The house of Gongshu’s family is really too big, and there are many courtyards one after another. Qin Ke and Gongshu Yinxue walked all the way to the ancestral hall. Finally, at a place near the mountainside, Qin Ke saw the tall building that seemed to be nailed into the mountain wall.

The ancestral hall of the public loser is astonishingly large, and countless ancestral tablets are neatly placed on shelves of different heights. Under the candlelight, it gives people a solemn and solemn feeling.

As soon as Gongshu Yinxue entered the door, she saw the crowd of old people, and even Gongshuren and Gongshucha could only sit on the side seats, so she couldn't help being surprised.

Even the clan elders are here?

Such a scene is generally only once a year, and that is when the ancestors are worshipped.

She knew that Gong Shuren was planning to go to war today, but she didn't know who he was targeting. Could it be that he knew the mastermind behind the assassination in such a short period of time?

"Yinxue is here?" Gong Shuren turned his head and ordered his servants softly, "Go, bring two chairs here."

Gongshu Yinxue gave a slight salute, but actually he was flattered in his heart.

Gong Shuren said: "Although the juniors sitting in the ancestral hall are not in compliance with the rules, after all, you were injured today, and your ancestors have spirits in heaven, so you won't be so harsh."

Afterwards, Gong Shuren looked at the oldest and most experienced clan elder in the clan, and said softly, "Master, I have to trouble you."

The wrinkles on the old man's face were as many as the growth rings of a tree, his eyes were half-closed and half-opened, making one wonder if he would drive away quietly the next moment, but when he heard Gong Shuren's words, he Slowly opened his eyes, the cloudy eyes became a bit more radiant.

"Open the ancestral hall—"

The old and desolate voice echoed leisurely in the ancestral hall, and everyone knelt down and kowtowed, stood up, kowtowed, and kowtowed three times in succession after Gong Shuren stood up with difficulty. At that moment, he turned around with serious eyes.

"Everyone, my father, who has gone through ups and downs for thirteen generations, is now in my hands. However, my father, Shuren, has been incompetent, and has been sick for many years, so that political affairs have been neglected, and he has become increasingly estranged from his family. My niece Yinxue got married, but she was assassinated in the street and nearly lost her life!"

"Fortunately, my ancestors blessed me. My niece and son-in-law Qin Ke fought hard in the chaotic situation, and the Mohists assisted him. Although Yinxue suffered some injuries, he finally turned the danger into safety."

"But I, Gong Shuren, as the head of the family of the public loser, bear the heavy responsibility of the prosperity and inheritance of the public loser. There are some things that must be cleared up in front of the ancestors today."

Speaking of this, Gong Shuren suddenly said in a deep voice: "Fourth brother, you stand in the middle."

Gongshucha frowned, realizing that things were not that simple.

Chapter 3 Can you plead guilty?

Of course, Gongshucha knew about the assassination of Gongshu Yinxue today, but he didn't expect that his elder brother would actually open an ancestral hall for this matter, which sent a very strange signal.

That is, the assassination of Gongshu Yinxue was related to his family.

But since it's related to my family, why did the elder brother name his name alone?Gongshucha's face gradually darkened. He could be sure that he had nothing to do with the assassination, and with his straight-forward temperament, it was not like his style to hire someone to do the murder.

He subconsciously looked at Gongshujiu, but Gongshujiu didn't seem to put his eyes on him, but closed his eyes half-closed, as if he was thinking about some unfathomable problem.

It's just that when he stood alone in the center of the ancestral hall and received the stern scrutiny of everyone, Gong Shuren's next question made him feel even more absurd.

"Gongshucha, can you plead guilty?"

"Plead guilty?" Gong Shucha stared at his sickly elder brother, and at Gong Shuren's tired eyes, but his heart was chilled. Others didn't know. Ren, although he has been seriously ill for many years, has never been a weak and bully target.