Chapter 735 Dying

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Fang Zilan turned a deaf ear to all the sounds from the outside world. She stood in front of the water prison door and looked at Fang Lihui inside.

His eyes were closed tightly, and half of his body was soaked in water. All the wounds, large and small, had festered, and his whole body was swollen like a steamed bun. But the only thing that can be confirmed is that there is still half a breath.

The sound of clattering chains was not uncommon in the water prison. Fang Lihui even had no strength to open his eyes to see who was coming. There was only one thought left in his mind. He didn't expect that he would die so ugly in the end.

The next moment, all the shackles on his body fell off, and Fang Lihui felt indescribably relaxed, but still unable to hold on.

He fell forward uncontrollably, and what awaited him was not the cold stagnant water or the suffocation of drowning, but an embrace filled with pure and bitter medicinal energy. Not warm enough, but very secure.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Fang Zilan's voice trembled so much that she even trembled a little, but soon a hand came over her, and the temperature was just right, which made her feel at ease for no reason.

Fang Zitong and Fang Zilan supported Fang Lihui together and said warmly: "Cousin, I'm here to take you home."

In an instant, Fang Zilan seemed to understand the reason why Fang Zitong was here - Fang Lihui had brought her out of Pei's house, but this time, she took Fang Lihui home.

"Mei Lan...Mei Tong?" Fang Lihui was so angry that Fang Zilan said in a deep voice: "Fang Lihui, if you don't want to die, just save your energy and go out first."

Fang Lihui seemed to want to laugh, but his chest vibrated and he coughed several times, accompanied by a broken word "good".

Fang Zilan didn't speak any more, but she and Fang Zitong took Fang Lihui out alone.

When Pei Xiaoze, who came after him, saw the person in front of him, he almost didn't dare to recognize that it was Fang Lihui. He was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear, "Mr. Fang? It's really you..."

"Master Pei, you are blocking our way." Fang Zilan said impatiently. She was filled with a murderous aura, forcing Pei Xiaoze to take a few steps back and give way.

A Wan, who originally checked on Li Qiyou's injury with Zhuge Yu, heard the noise and rushed over quickly. However, when he saw Fang Lihui, he couldn't help but gasped, "How could it be like this?"

"At least he hasn't died yet, so he can be saved." Fang Zilan said coldly, and Awan had long been accustomed to it, "Of course, with me here, who can't be saved?"

Fang Zitong on the side was anxious and said angrily: "If you have anything to say, let's go out first."

Fang Zilan nodded and called to Pei Xiaoze: "Master Pei, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you come and help me?"

Pei Xiaoze walked to Fang Zitong's side as if he had just woken up from a dream. Before she could refuse, he heard Fang Zilan say: "The water prison is cold and cold. Just take care of yourself."

Hearing this, Fang Zitong pursed her lips, stopped showing off, and handed Fang Lihui over to Pei Xiaoze. At the same time, Zhuge Yu dragged Li Qiyou and Hongtai dragged Fu Congnan over.

So a few people walked out again, but as soon as they stepped onto the last step, they were surrounded by soldiers. Those who fell into the same situation as them were the adults who had just walked into the secret door together, but were waiting outside the secret door to see the direction of the wind.

Seeing this, Hongtai escorted Fu Congnan to the front and said sternly: "General Fu, don't let your people get out of here!"

"Why?" Fu Congnan sneered, "If I can't survive today, none of you will survive."

Fang Zilan's face was as cold as frost, "Fu Congnan, are you looking for death?"

"Miss Fang San, or should I call you Miss Zhen?" Fu Congnan curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. "That day in the Jiangnan camp, you dared to kill my deputy general without any evidence. It’s just to avenge the boy named Ah Yes, am I right?”

Fang Zilan supported Fang Lihui with one hand and quietly held the handle of the knife with the other, "I wonder how Yao Wu and the others got the ability to collude with bandits? The leader of Feiling Mountain should have looked down upon them. It turns out that you are the culprit. Instead, I picked myself clean."

"You don't have to go around my words." Fu Congnan did not answer Fang Zilan's words, but looked at her steadily and said: "For such an irrelevant boy, you can kill the deputy general of the army, and now Fang Lihui has become like this It looks like you can’t let me go.”

"You are self-aware." Fang Zilan snorted, "I want to kill you, not only for Fang Lihui, but also for what you have done..."

"I admit what I have done." Fu Congnan interrupted Fang Zilan's words with a cold voice, "I admit colluding with bandits, taking human life seriously, selling arms, and smuggling salt and grain. But, will they admit it?"

He almost questioned every word, until he finally settled on Hongtai, "Ask him, will they recognize it? Can they recognize it?"

The crimes stemming from corruption, whether it was what Fu Congnan said or what they did, ranged from their heads being dislocated to the confiscation of their homes and genocide.

If it weren't for Fu Congnan being like this today, tearing his face and going to a dead end, no one would recognize him, and no one would be able to recognize him.

Fu Congnan raised his head and said loudly: "In the fourth year of Ningshun, the head of the Pei family used the salt tax to tax ten salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, forcing more than a hundred families to die..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hongtai's knife had already stabbed into his shoulder. He groaned in pain, but continued speaking——

"In the third year of Tai'an, Zhuge Shaojie was the deputy commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory. He colluded with the magistrate of Yanzhou to resell arms. Unexpectedly, the barbarians came back. How many soldiers from the capital went into battle naked because they had no arms and buried their bones on the battlefield..."

Zhuge Yu, who had always been calm, changed his expression. Hongtai, who was holding Fu Congnan, suddenly pulled out the knife, and then stabbed it in hard again, but he did not stop what he said, "In this case, Zhuge Shaojie still has some conscience. I vowed not to retreat, but what’s the use of that? The northern defense line of Beijing was defeated, and then generations of people spilled blood on the northern border..."

"That's enough." Zhuge Yu finally failed to calm down. His hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists, but his voice was still trembling, "I don't believe a word of what you said."

Fu Congnan was bleeding profusely, hunched over, and still said unyieldingly: "You don't believe it? Then ask Miss Fang San, if she really is the Zhen family of Qianjinfang, how can she not know about it?"

As he spoke, his tone became increasingly resentful, "And you, you... don't deserve to die..."

Hongtai grabbed Fu Congnan's neck and did not give him a chance to speak, "General Fu, if you know me, you should know that I don't like people to die too easily."

"Qianjinfang, Zhen family?" Zhuge Yu looked complicated, and Fang Zilan hurriedly said: "A Yu, listen to me..."

"I don't want to hear it." Zhuge Yu stopped Fang Zilan's words, "I just want to know, is it true?"