Song Chou and Lu Ze were stripped of their clothes, tied tightly and dragged ashore by soldiers.
"Song Chou, oh, Uncle Song Yi, do you still know me?" Song Xin said coldly as he watched Song Chou pass by.
Song Chou stared at Song Xin dejectedly, unable to say a word.
Song Xin chuckled, "This is not the place to talk, why don't we talk somewhere else."
"Master Zhao, Brother Wei, I think it's better to move to the prison?"
"Okay, there are ways to make them talk properly." Zhao Da looked at Song Chou and Lu Ze and said coldly.
Song Chou didn't know what it was like in the prison, so he was so frightened that he screamed.
"Song Xin! You little beast, your father surrendered to the enemy, and you are the son of a traitor. I will take care of your whole family. Now you are still trying to frame me, and your whole family will die!" As he said this, he started crying loudly, with snot and tears streaming down his face. It was everywhere, getting on the sleeves of the soldiers escorting them, making them look disgusted.
The soldiers found two wooden sticks and hung them on the wooden sticks, lifting them like fat pigs. Song Chou kept yelling and cursing along the way and greeted Song Xin's whole family.
"Shut up, isn't that embarrassing enough!?" Lu Ze was hanging in the air. Although he was embarrassed, he was still strong. He cursed Song Chou bitterly. After being scolded by him, Song Chou felt ashamed and lowered his head.
When they arrived at the prison, they tied Song Chou and others to wooden frames. Song Chou looked at the dazzling array of torture instruments around him and was so frightened that his legs felt like chaff.
"Uncle, look at the things in this room, which one do you want to taste first?" Song Xin said, looking at the torture instruments. The thumping sound of the torture instruments was, to Song Chou, simply the most terrifying demonic sound in the world. He knew that this nephew would definitely not let him go easily.
"My dear nephew, this means...we are all of the same race..."
"Oh, so you still regard me as a member of the same clan? Then why did you attack me from behind?" Song Xin asked.
"That was all...that was all Lu Ying's instigation. I didn't know it was you at that time." Song Chou hurriedly defended.
"I don't know? Then you found out later, why did you still stab me?" Song Xin asked.
"This is all...all because Lu Ying forced me, yes, and him, he also forced me." Song Chou turned his head desperately, trying to shift the blame to Lu Ze next to him.
"Bah! You coward! If I had known, I would have thrown you into the river to feed the fish!" Lu Ze cursed.
"Uncle, this Mr. Lu is more of a man than you. Let me ask you, where is my father?"
Song Xin deliberately did not mention that he knew Song Jin was dead, but instead asked about Song Jin's whereabouts.
"Nephew Song Xinxian, didn't the imperial court issue an official document? Your father has indeed surrendered to the enemy." Song Chou cried.
"Hey, good nephew, I'll tell you that your father insisted on surrendering to the enemy back then, and I couldn't help him. Alas... it was a disaster for your mother-in-law. My good nephew, I tried to persuade him but he didn't listen. If you want to kill me, my martial arts skills are low, and he is my eldest brother, so I have no choice but to watch him go. Alas..."
Song Xin sneered: "So that's it. It was you who threw me into prison twice, and the second time you bribed the jailer and Boss Mo to take my life, right?"
Song Chou's face turned pale, and he couldn't figure out why Song Xin knew about this. He put on a smile and argued: "Then...that old guy Wei Xuan asked me to do this. He hated you for not protecting his son. ...I didn't know it was you at that time, so..."
Seeing that he was blaming Wei Xuan again, Song Xin asked again: "You sold our army's movements to enemy spies. Was it also arranged by Wei Xuan?"
Song Chou's forehead was dripping with sweat. It was winter at this time, so the prison was not stuffy. Seeing that he was silent, Song Xin raised her hand and patted Song Chou's cheek and said, "Well, okay, why don't you tell me?"
At this time, Wei Guo came over and patted Song Xin on the shoulder and said: "It will be too cruel to torture you now. You should go out and leave it to Sima and Master Zhao here. This is not the first time they have dealt with this matter."
Song Xin didn't want to look at Song Chou's ugly face full of snot and tears. He sneered and went out with a look of disgust on his face.
Outside the prison, Wei Tong and Song Xin looked at the sky. Song Chou's shouts and insults could be heard from inside.
Zhao Da was indeed a veteran in interrogation, and he was even more sophisticated in torturing Song Chou. It made it impossible for him to live or die. This torture was, firstly, to get Song Chou to divulge some more news, and secondly, to make Song Xin relieve his hatred.
"Brother, my father's murderer has been caught. What are your plans for the future?" Wei Tong asked.
"Isn't there Lu Ying?"
"We have to escort them back this time. Mr. Hua has already begun to make arrangements to capture Lu Ying."
"I'm just worried about the long nights and long dreams. A shrewd guy like Lu Ying must have heard the news."
"Yeah, I don't know what Mr. Hua and the others think."
"Brother, I want to wait for the war to end and go back to my hometown to see my mother and sister." Song Xin said.
"Well, it's time to go back and take a look."
"I just don't know when this war will end." Song Xin said.
Wei Tongtong: "I don't know either. Everyone wants the territory in Jingzhou, so I'm afraid the fight will continue."
"I don't know how many people will suffer..." Song Xin said.
"Lord Captain, that guy is here." At this time, Zhang Hu came out and said.
"Oh? Go in and listen." Wei Tong said.
"Um."
Song Chou and Lu Ze hung on the wooden frame with their faces covered in blood, like two shabby rag dolls. Zhao Da tried the torture instruments in the cell on them one by one. At first, they wanted to deny and make excuses, but later they couldn't stand it anymore and had to admit.
"Song Chou, can you talk now?"
"Huh...huh..." Song Chou gasped, the pain in his body making him tremble. Zhou Zhong picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on him, making him tremble all over.
"Song Xin, I'm sorry for Brother Song. He saved me from Karasuma, but I killed him and took away his military honors. Later I didn't even know what I did. I'm not a human being. I'm sorry for you. Please let me go, for the sake of us being of the same race."
"So you let me live in a dark prison for two years and forced my mother-in-law to remarry you. Is this how you repay my father's kindness?" Song Xin said.
Song Chou's eyes suddenly widened when he heard that, "No... no, I didn't... I also entrusted someone to take care of you."
"Humph, thank you uncle. The taste of that goose leg is not very good. When he heard that I came to Jingzhou, he asked Boss Mo to poison me with poisonous wine."
"..." Song Chou lowered his head and gasped weakly.
"A few years ago, you attacked a Xianbei tribe and killed the people inside to take credit. Do you still remember?"
Song Chou suddenly opened his tired eyes, "How do you know about this?"
"Because I still have a friend, and because your family is ruined, it's a pity that she can't see you like this."
"Brother Wei, I know everything you need to know. I'll leave the rest to you." Song Xin never wanted to see this ugly man again.
After a while, Liu Mu came out and said: "General, captain, and Song Chou have all been drained. I'm afraid he won't survive if he is tortured again. He...he not only killed Song Xin's father, but also... ......."
"Say it," Song Xin just said lightly.
"Yes, Song Chou even made his body into dried meat and carried it with him, so he didn't starve to death and escaped from the desert."
Wei Tong's face darkened after reading the confession, "It turns out that he has committed quite a few cases, each of which can lead to a death penalty. Let him sign a confession and put it in custody, then put it into the prison car and take it back to Xiangyang. Remember to hand over the documents I'll take it back." Wei Tong said and left.
Song Xin took one last look at Song Chou's face, and tears remained in his eyes. He didn't know why he was crying. Maybe it was because the soul of the former owner of his body still retained a trace of attachment to his family.
In Xiling City, Song Chou, Lu Ze and the Eastern Wu spies were all put into wooden cages and prepared to be loaded into trucks and transported to Xiangyang.
Wei Tong whispered to Song Xin quietly: "Yesterday, Mr. Hua Ziyu received news that the Prime Minister is going to execute these people together and let the Xiangyang soldiers go to watch the execution."
"What should I do about Lu Ying?"
"Master Hua has made arrangements and wants you to act according to the plan..."
A few days later, by the Han River outside Xiangyang City, Song Chou and Lu Ze were kidnapped and guillotined by Wu Hua Da.
"The traitor Song Yi, greedy for military glory, tortured and killed his comrades, ate their meat, defiled them and surrendered to the enemy, and harmed his family. He killed good people and took merit, secretly conspired with the enemy to rape Lu Ze, leaked our military aircraft, and caused the loss of troops and generals. According to military law, each With fifty sticks, Lu Ze was beheaded in the waist and Song Yi was beheaded, hanging at the city gate..."
The Sima in the army loudly announced the charges one by one. These two men did not expect that their heads would become Cao Jun's reassurance.
When the soldiers heard this, they all gritted their teeth and felt a breath of bad breath in their chests. They raised their arms and shouted in unison, "Pick! Pick!"
Song Xin also saw Tuoye in the crowd, standing next to Wei Xuan, putting on decent clothes and staring at Song Chou coldly.
Song Chou couldn't hear anything at this time, his ears had been beaten to deafness. He just saw the soldiers watching the execution below, cursing him with righteous indignation and insulting him, but he couldn't hear anything. He was helplessly dragged onto the wooden frame. Two soldiers held big sticks, and Sima counted him. By the time the fifty-ridged sticks were beaten, he was already dying.
He took one last look at the sun with his swollen eyes and found it dazzling. After a while, the world was spinning, and he seemed to see his bleeding neck. After a few breaths, his world finally fell into darkness.
Seeing Song Chou's head rolling down, Song Xin turned his head.
at the same time,
The door of a residence was suddenly kicked open. After hearing the noise, the servants hurried over to check, only to see a large group of vicious school officials rushing in front of them. Before the servant could speak, he was pushed to the ground by two people.
"Search!" Zhao Da walked in from the door with a gloomy face.
After a while of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the school officials came out and shook their heads solemnly.
"Tell me, where did Lu Ying go?" Zhao Da asked the servant on the ground coldly.
"Lu, Mr. Lu went to the school office yesterday and didn't come back all night?"
Zhao Da frowned, and the school officials around him shook their heads.
"Ran?!"
