Father can be an enemy to the country

At night, in Taiping Lane, Hudou Lane, in the study room in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

One table, two chairs, one lamp, one soup, two dishes and one pot of wine.

Hu Weiyong and his nephew Hu De had a drink.

"Oh, how could it be like this..." Hood drank a glass of wine, his expression was more of fear than frustration.

"All the bull-headed and horse-faced people have arrived at Liu's house. Why did he let that little brat, King Chu, mess with it?"

When Hu Weiyong heard this, he rolled his eyes at his nephew and cursed secretly, "Are you saying that I am a minotaur, or are you saying that Zhou Yuanjian is a horse-faced man?"

"Stop talking about you." But he really wasn't in the mood to be serious, so he fried the small whitebait with chopsticks and said, "Even I thought about it for three days and three nights, but I still can't figure it out."

"Could it be that...Liu Bowen is so scary?" Hood said tremblingly while pouring wine for his uncle.

"Who knows?" Hu Weiyong shook his head and said cheerfully: "Actually, Liu Ji's life or death is not important. The trouble is that the emperor actually met him."

"I don't know what you said?"

"What else can you say? Just because of Liu Bowen's mouth, you still haven't picked yourself clean, and you're going to beat me up when you're done?" Hu Weiyong raised his neck and drank a glass of melancholy.

"Ah..." Hood was pouring him wine, and he was stunned when he heard this.

Hu Weiyong tapped his nephew with his chopsticks and said, "Spill it."

"Hey..." Hood quickly put down the wine bottle, wiped the table with his sleeve, and asked in a trembling voice: "Then, uncle, does the emperor know about burning the letter?"

"Why are you panicking?" Hu Weiyong steadily picked up the wine cup and stared at the liquid that was obviously higher than the surface of the cup. "If the emperor is suspicious, let him be suspicious. He has too many people to deal with, and it won't be our man's turn for a while."

"Ah..." Hood was not reassured, but even more panicked. The feeling of having the emperor miss you is terrifying enough.

"Uncle, please quickly find a way to transfer your nephew out of the pro-military captain's mansion!"

"Look at your worthless look!" Hu Weiyong spat: "In the whole world, where can you go if you are not the king? Besides, if you are transferred at this time, wouldn't it just make the emperor suspicious of you?"

"Ah, then..." Hood's mouth went dry for a while. "Then just sit here and wait to die?"

"Of course we can't sit still and wait for death." Hu Weiyong said calmly: "Instead, we must take the initiative!"

"Won't you die faster?"

"No, you are wrong. In the eyes of the emperor, I, Hu Weiyong, am just a maid hanging keys - the head of the family cannot be the master. The one who really has the final say in Huaixi is Mr. Han." Hu Weiyong said solemnly:

"If Mr. Han is touched, the whole of Huaixi will be uneasy, so Mr. Han is safe. So what we have to do is to quickly replace Mr. Han as the big brother of Huaixi. By then, we men can sit back and relax. !”

"No wonder my uncle wants to help those nobles deal with Liao Yongzhong." Hu De said suddenly. After saying that, I felt something was wrong. If my uncle didn't deal with Liao Yongzhong, wouldn't this nonsense stop him?

"That's right, my uncle doesn't have the qualifications of a Korean public servant, and he can't even compare to that old drunkard Wang Guangyang. If I don't help them make money, how can they recognize me as their big brother?" Hu Weiyong said solemnly: "Anyway, we got rid of Liao this time. Yongzhong, no loss."

"Won't Liao Yongzhong come out?" Hu De said in surprise.

"Either you don't do it, or you do it absolutely, this is our Emperor Hongwu." Hu Weiyong cupped his hands toward the palace and said, "If Liao Yongzhong can stand upright this time, I will take your surname."

"Didn't he have an iron ticket?" Hood still didn't believe it. He had been listening to those noble men bragging about how powerful the iron ticket was all day long.

"Who sent that piece of iron?" Hu Weiyong chuckled and said, "The emperor really wants to kill someone, can a piece of iron stop him?"

~~

Inside the prison dungeon.

Zhu Yuanzhang came to see Liao Yongzhong again.

It had only been less than ten days, and the man who was originally made of steel was already haggard from torture, his cheeks were sunken, and his body was trembling as if he had a fever.

"Why is his spine bare?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a frown.

"Back to the top, after Marquis Deqing came in, he complained that he was hot every day, so we had to help him take off his clothes and kept using cold water to cool him down." Liu Ying said in a low voice.

"Nonsense!" Zhu Yuanzhang scolded. "Put it on him quickly."

"Hey." Liu Ying quickly picked up the robe that was thrown on the ground and put it randomly on Liao Yongzhong's head.

Liao Yongzhong said nothing, just folded his arms and kept shaking.

"Xiao Liao, do you think we will kill you in a daze like Liu Bang killed Han Xin?" Seeing that he still had half a life left, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't bother to talk nonsense to him.

"No, we have found out your crimes clearly, and now I will have someone read them to you. Later, we will also publish a list to inform the world, so that everyone in the world knows why we want to punish you."

After speaking, the emperor waved his hand, and a doctor from the Ministry of Punishment stepped forward and loudly read out the ten major crimes, such as misappropriating dragons and phoenixes, covering up subordinates to traffic in illicit salt, and roaring at the Golden Palace.

"Xiao Liao, what else do you have to say now?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liao Yongzhong.

"There's nothing to say..." Liao Yongzhong said with difficulty: "Sir, stop talking nonsense and take action quickly."

"Based on your crime, you should indeed be beheaded." Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly: "But we will give you a lighter sentence this time, changing it to forty canes. After beating you, you can go home."

"Do we still have to thank you?" Liao Yongzhong said with a sarcastic smile.

"It's up to you." After Zhu Yuanzhang said that, he turned around and prepared to leave the dungeon.

Suddenly he stopped and said, "We will let your son inherit your title, and we will also keep your whole family safe."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Liao Yongzhong kowtowed and thanked him.

"Why bother making it like this? It's so ugly!" Zhu Yuanzhang said in a low voice, and walked straight out of the dungeon without looking at him again.

~~

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang left, four tall Jingjun soldiers came in, tied up Liao Yongzhong and carried him out of the dungeon.

In the Imperial Prison, the torches were brightly lit, and the floor was covered with felt. The executioners were standing on the left and right holding iron-clad chestnut sticks. Eunuch Wu stood on the steps with a stern expression, and he looked completely different when following the emperor.

When Liao Yongzhong was brought there, he was thrown heavily on the felt. Two jujube sticks were crossed and pressed against his neck, and the other two were pressed against his knees, pinning him to the ground.

Eunuch Wu walked down the steps, squatted with Liao Yongzhong beside him, and said softly: "Marquis Deqing, are you willing to admit your mistake to the emperor? If you are willing, you can go home alive."

"My fault was that I followed such a ruthless and unjust master!" Liao Yongzhong spat.

"The bones are really strong." Eunuch Wu stood up, pointed his toes and said, "Let's execute him."

The two Jing soldiers in charge of the execution saw this clearly, so they rounded up their jujube sticks and hit Liao Yongzhong on the lower back with all their strength.

Liao Yongzhong is made of steel, but his midfielder is still the key.

At first, he groaned in pain, but after more than a dozen sticks were applied, there was no movement at all.

By the time the forty strokes were finished, his spine and kidneys had all been shattered...

Eunuch Wu gave a wink, and the two soldiers worked together to use jujube sticks to turn Liao Yongzhong over for inspection.

I saw that he was breathing in but not breathing out, and his mouth and nose were covered with blood foam...

"Send him home quickly." Eunuch Wu waved his hand.

~~

When they heard that the master had been sent back, everyone in the Deqinghou Mansion was overjoyed.

But before dawn, it turned into crying...

Liao Yongzhong died only three hours after he was sent back.

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