Old things in Nancheng

The method of "Red Lady" was very cruel. When Wang Zimo saw the miserable situation of the guards, he almost vomited, thinking that she had never seen such punishment in the prison camp, but she was disgusted by the guards' wounds.The old shopkeepers walked up to Wang Zimo tremblingly, with slovenly beards like old beggars, fearing for the rest of their lives.

"Second Young Master, this old slave thought I would never see you again in this life!"

Wang Fulai knelt down in front of Wang Zimo with a "boom", hugging her leg and crying loudly.This Wang Fulai can be regarded as a veteran of conspiracies and tricks for most of his life. He has never experienced anything, but what he pursues is a high level of fighting without bloodshed. An old man died of fright.

When Wang Fulai cried, the old shopkeepers including shopkeeper Zhang burst into tears, as if they were mourning their concubines, and they couldn't see the demeanor they used to follow Wang Zimo in the business sea in Xingyuan Mansion.

Wang Zimo's calm mood suddenly rose again, his face was as dark as the king of Hades, and when he turned his head, he saw Jiang Shangpei and Xiaoliang unconscious, their peach blossoms shrank and looked as fragile as paper.

"Ah~"

With a roar, Wang Zimo kicked Wang Fulai away, and rushed outside angrily.

Yue Fei is a good hand in governing the army, and after only a while, the general's mansion was calm as usual, but in Yue Fei's study, the laughter of Yue Fei and others was heard all the time.

Wang Zimo rushed to the door and was stopped by two sergeants. Hearing that laughter again, the fire in his heart burned even more vigorously.Yue Yun rescued the man, Wang Zimo should be grateful, but she couldn't feel any gratitude. She could have sent the man to Xiangyang early, but Yue Yun delayed everyone's treatment in order to wipe out the bandits near Jinlun Mountain.

"General Yue, I want to see you!" Wang Zimo yelled, because she was angry, she ignored the etiquette, and the address was not polite, and she let out her anger willfully.

"Invite my nephew to come in." Yue Fei was in a good mood and didn't argue with Prince Mo.

With a sullen face, Wang Zimo entered into the ocean of joy of others, and her grief and indignation followed her heavy footsteps, infecting the people in the study. To meet the 'Red Lady', now!"

Yue Fei suppressed his smile, frowned, and asked, "What are you doing seeing her?"

"Revenge!" Wang Zimo said through gritted teeth.

"She can't die."

Yue Fei thought of Wang Zimo's help to him, endured his temper and didn't care about it, but Yue Yun was young and energetic, and couldn't stand Wang Zimo being so rude to his father, so he stepped forward and scolded: "What are you, how dare you talk like that!"

"Me? General Yue, what do you think?" Wang Zimo asked with disdain for Yue Yun, only looking at Yue Fei.

"Little Er is crazy!" Xing Rong saw that the momentum was not good, and hurriedly smoothed things over: "General, I am too sad, I am afraid that I have lost my mind, so I will take her back to teach."

Xing Rong pulled Wang Zimo, but was thrown away by Wang Zimo, and said persistently: "I want revenge!"

"She can't die!" Yue Fei slapped the desk violently, tolerance has a limit.

Facing Yue Fei who was about to get angry, Wang Zimo did not back down with red eyes, and knelt straight in front of Yue Fei with a "plop", his spine straight as a foot, and said sadly: "I want revenge!"

Bloody boy~

Yue Fei was shocked. In the Song Dynasty, how many people like this were there?

The first time he saw Wang Zimo, Yue Fei felt that she was arrogant, but after hearing the theory, he looked at her with admiration.Yue Fei appreciates her and loves talents. Except for the important places in the mansion these days, Wang Zimo is free to come and go. This is what Yue Fei personally ordered. Even if Wang Zimo was so rude just now, Yue Fei didn't really care about her.

However, Wang Zimo was still too young. Although the experienced General Changsheng loved her, he did not give her due attention and respect.

Until this kneeling, this "I want revenge", that voice like weeping blood made Yue Fei's heart ache.What they lack the most in Song Dynasty is such a person!What's wrong with the arrogance and willfulness, what's wrong with the arrogance and willfulness, just this backbone, this blood, this courage to stand up for one's own people, can compare with the cowardly and fearful husbands in the court all day long.

If everyone in the Song Dynasty was like this, how could they perish, how could they lose half of the country.

Yue Fei got up, strode up to Wang Zimo, grabbed her by the front, and picked her up with one hand.Xing Rong wanted to dissuade him, but was stopped by Yue Yun. Wang Zimo was still as fierce as an old man who would risk his life to drag you into the water, staring at Yue Fei, and his body could only be like a piece of dried bacon, flying in the air. Swing around.

"There is gold under the man's knees!" Yue Fei said solemnly, and placed Wang Zimo on the ground.

There is something wrong with the style of painting, it is not violent beating, not military law, how could it become preaching, Yue Yun couldn't figure it out, Xing Rong thought about it.Wang Zimo was also dumbfounded, she couldn't accept being nice to her.

"Yun'er, take her to see the 'Red Lady', as long as she lives, I don't care about the rest." Yue Fei patted Wang Zimo's shoulder lightly and said.

"Thank you for your kindness." Prince Mo gave a long bow, and followed Yue Yun out.

"Hahaha, sir, you have taken in a good apprentice!" Yue Fei's hearty laughter sounded again.

"I'm a fool. She used to be soft like a quail. Anyone could bully her. Who would have thought that these two years of tempering would have made her grow up. It's just that I don't know if this is a good thing."

"Naturally it's a good thing. It's a great thing. We Song people should be so stubborn. Sir, I have already prepared the medicine you mentioned last time. What a handsome face, that seal is not suitable for her."

"The general's kindness, I will remember it for a lifetime, she is a person with great affection." Xing Rong said with a moved face.

Yue Fei nodded slowly and said, "Yes, there are feelings and intentions."

The dungeon in the General's Mansion is similar to the prison camp. Facing the eerie instruments of torture, Wang Zimo is calm and composed.Yue Yun was a little surprised, he took Wang Zimo into the innermost corner with all kinds of turns and eight turns.

"Red Lady" had been tied to the frame, she seemed to be in good spirits, and there were no injuries on her body. Facing the arrival of Yue Yun and others, "Red Lady" still had an unassuming expression on her face.

Wang Zimo was in front of her, watching her quietly.This is a heroic woman with excellent looks, and because of being tied up, her figure is more and more outlined.This person who should be appreciated by Wang Zimo in normal times has become the person Wang Zimo hates the most, especially the haughty expression of "Red Lady", which deeply hurt Wang Zimo.

A quarter of an hour passed, but Wang Zimo didn't move, and two quarters of an hour passed, "Red Lady" finally raised her head and looked at Wang Zimo, half an hour, a whole half an hour, Wang Zimo wanted to see the shame and remorse on the face of this thief woman , but it doesn't.

"whip!"

When Yue Yun was waiting impatiently, he finally saw Wang Zimo moving. He saw this thin man, holding the whip steadily, walked up to the "Red Lady", and said with a sneer, "Do you remember?" Me, 'Red Lady'?"

"Remember, my heart is good. It's a pity that the cooked duck flew away." "Red Lady" smiled like a flower, and seemed to have a trace of regret.

"Didn't expect today." Wang Zimo also laughed.

"I think my vision is pretty good."

"It's good!"

"Slap!" A slap was slammed on the face of "Red Lady".

"Slap!" Another slap backhand.

The sudden two slaps not only stunned "Red Lady", but also Yue Yun and the serving sergeants were extremely surprised. The prince's expression remained unchanged, he walked slowly to a place a little further away, and then waved his whip.

Again and again, Wang Zimo didn't spare the slightest effort, and used all the whipping techniques he learned from Li Chaiba on "Red Lady".

Her skin was torn apart, "Red Lady" gritted her teeth to prevent herself from screaming in pain, a smear of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her tied hands were clenched with blue veins.

There was already a thick layer of sweat on Wang Zimo's forehead, and her arms were sore, but she didn't stop, still persistently venting her long-suppressed grief and anger.

Sweat dripped down, merged with tears, and flowed to his mouth. What he tasted was bitter. He shouldn't have treated a woman like this, but Wang Zimo couldn't control the heinous behavior of this woman.

Wang Zimo was a little crazy, she enjoyed the feeling of the whip tearing through the flesh, "Red Lady" couldn't help shouting like the sound of attacking drums, but what added to her scarred heart was the lingering pain compassion.

"Stop beating her, she will die!" Yue Yun couldn't stand it any longer, and grabbed Wang Zimo's whip.

Wang Zimo shook off the whip, rushed to the "Red Lady", pinched her neck tightly with his right hand, and said through gritted teeth, "You are worthy too!"

"Red Lady" was extremely weak, gasping for breath, trying to look back at Wang Zimo, still smiling, and said, "I just want to let the people who follow me have enough food and clothing."

"Hehe, you are worthy too! You are also worthy to be a Song person! The Song people who died in your hands are far more than the people you supported, and you are worthy too!" Wang Zimo wanted to kill "Red Lady".

Except for gasps, there was no other sound in the cell.

"Red Lady" watched Wang Zimo staring at her viciously, with tears streaming from those bright eyes, those trembling lips, that messy hair, and that restraint that contained hatred but was extremely restrained, making the wind blow. The "red lady" who came and went in the rain couldn't help being stunned.

After a long time, Yue Yun asked blankly: "Are you enough?"

Hearing this, Wang Zimo slowly withdrew his hand, and his entire shoulders drooped. The aura of rushing to the mountains and rivers just now disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by malaise.

"Enough." With a soft sound, Wang Zimo turned and left.

"Wait a minute." "Red Lady" said weakly.

Wang Zimo stood still and did not turn around.

"Red Lady" looked at Wang Zimo's slightly curved back and bleak side face, and said faintly, "I am the former general."

Wang Zimo turned his head and glanced at "Red Lady", and said flatly, "You are not worthy."

Prince Momo left on the ground. She thought she would kill the "Red Lady", but at the end she found that such revenge was meaningless.

Back in the wounded room, Wang Zimo saw that the "pimp" old man was actually taking the pulse and treating his subordinates, while Zheng Daming and several old shopkeepers were helping.

The old man is not like other doctors, he is taking the pulse and talking nonsense to the people around him: "The group of quack doctors in Xiangyang City are ashamed to say that they are doctors. It's just a small injury, and it will be incurable if they get it." Syndrome, shame on you!"

"Mr., are my brothers cured?" Zheng Daming asked happily.

"There is no missing arm or leg, why can't he be cured." The old man was still arrogant, pointing to a few people and said: "These people will be fine after drinking my medicine, but the old man can't help that Xiaoliang , is young, and his body is a little weaker, so he can be sent to the palace to serve the official family directly after he has been raised."

"Xiao Liang's life is so ruined?" Zhang Bucai said regretfully.

"Let the old man think about it, maybe the old man will think of it someday. The old man is a kind-hearted doctor, and he will definitely not ignore Xiaoliang."

What a dedicated and loving old gentleman, Wang Zimo has a bloody face.