Song Yuan answered simply, and Duan Shan lowered his head and responded, without any surprises.

Song and Yuan dynasties were not a benevolent person, and this was not the first time. Although they were not an official in the Ministry of Justice, because they had good buses with Qintan, they often blackmailed officials who had committed crimes, saying that their brothers promised to help them speak good things, but after they got the money, they turned against each other. Later, officials who did not even commit crimes were inevitably blackmailed by him.

Now that we have arrived at the Ministry of Justice, I don’t know how many officials are about to start nightmares every night.

The guards there came to ask for instructions and were ready. Song Yuan looked over and saw that the cage was opened and removed from the chain. Zhong Shisan was put down and sat under the prison pillar. Looking at the paper and pen handed to him, he reached out to pick it up. It seemed that he had not written for a long time, and his hands trembled slightly.

Song Yuan said: "Don't hurry, write slowly." He walked over and watched Zhong Shisan write down a word with a trembling pen.

Even though he trembles, his handwriting is beautiful.

Song Yuan praised: "Good words, good words."

Zhong Shisan continued to write, and Song Yuan turned his head to see who he saw that day, and his appearance... With just a few strokes, this person's appearance was vividly displayed on the paper... It's not bad... He couldn't help but take another step forward.

Zhong Shisan suddenly stopped writing and looked up and said, "But, sir... there is something else." Nuonuo said something.

Song Yuan was just seeing the thoughts, and nodded. He looked at the man on the paper and leaned closer to hear clearly, saying, "What's the matter?" Before he finished speaking, he heard Duan Shan shouting, "Please be careful, and his heart suddenly became trembling and retreated quickly, but it was still one step late. Zhong Shisan had already jumped up and rushed over to grab his arm, opened his mouth and bit his throat.

The most powerful and hardest thing on a person's body is not his nails, but his teeth.

"Song Yuan, it's not Zong Zhou that I want to kill, it's you."

Zhong Shisan's eyes were red and he was hoarse, and he endured all kinds of punishments, was disabled and sacrificed his life, just for this moment.

"Finally, I'll see you."

Finally I saw you, the Song and Yuan dynasties who were hiding in layers of guards, the Song and Yuan dynasties who never left the gate of the capital, and the Song and Yuan dynasties who were inaccessible.

Duan Shan couldn't pry it open and could not get the secret to know. He could not behead him in Chang'an Mansion and brought him back to the capital. He repeatedly confirmed that he was a weak scholar and a lamb to be slaughtered with no danger at all, and could finally be brought to Song and Yuan dysfunction.

Zhong Shisan's hand firmly grasped the unsolid arm, felt the trembling of the flesh under the official robe with good texture, and approached Song Yuan's face. Seeing the flesh twisted by fear, he heard the depressing snoring sound from his throat because it was too sudden...

It's so close, just bite it...

With a muffled sound, someone kicked him on the head, and Zhong Shisan's open mouth fell on Song Yuan's arm... The huge impact made Zhong Shisan's eyes blind in an instant, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

Just one step away... With a thorn, his teeth cut his clothes and bit them hard. The next moment, the impact came, and Zhong Shisan flew up like a broken scarecrow... Countless swords swept over like a whirlwind.

Blood was like rain, and the flesh flew everywhere. The guards rushed in stepped on the remaining limbs and flesh that fell in front of them... The bloody scene did not change their minds, and they rushed straight over and used their bodies as wall shields to protect Song Yuan.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, almost until Song Yuan was still holding his arm and roared: "Kill him, kill him."

Duan Shan and others were anxious to see his injuries.

"Fortunately I just bit my mouth..." someone said, but the next moment Duan Shan suddenly pulled out his waist knife and slashed at Song Yuan's arm.

No... Could it be...

The sudden change made everyone present froze. Song Yuan screamed, and a piece of flesh and robe fell to the ground, blood was like a spring, Duan Shan's knife had already been thrown to the ground, and he pressed Song Yuan's arm with both hands.

"Tooths are poisonous..." he shouted.

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The guards guarded in the cell all came out, and the footsteps outside could shake a layer of soil from the cell. The prisoners looked surprised and a little scared... I don't know what kind of murderer it was, but something happened under heavy protection.

The streets outside the Ministry of Justice also moved together, and the entire capital was stirred up.

The people and horses were constantly racing on the street and the noise of the people made the pipa sounds in the house stop talking and laughing. The closed windows in early winter opened again. People looked curiously and asked, and soon a servant came up to bring the latest news.

"Song Shangshu of Song Yuan Dynasty was assassinated."

The people in the room did not panic, but instead laughed.

"This is not a rare thing."

The servant said anxiously: "Mr. Song is injured."

As soon as this said, everyone in the room stood up and looked surprised. This was a rare thing, and the Jade Madam also stopped the pipa.

"How about it hurt?"

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The sunlight tilted, and the towering palaces cast shadows on the towering imperial city made the vision a little dim. Several night pearls in Qin Tan Gong’s duty room emitted a soft light.

Mr. Qin Tan sat on a tiger-skin chair, not busy with government affairs, but leaned against his eyes and seemed to fall asleep.

Eight officials sat in the room with a slightly calm expression on their faces.

The door was opened and someone hurried in, and the officials sitting in the room turned around.

"How?" they asked anxiously.

The visitor bowed and looked up and said, "...I don't have any skills in myself, I just use poison to nourish my body, and my teeth contain poison."

Is there such a way?

"Well, I don't think it's strange. There is a snake man in Xiliang. This is how to develop a poisonous body and not be afraid of extreme poison. It is a skill to drive away snakes." Qin Tangong said in his voice, still closing his eyes, "commonly known as coming to die."

Going to the death? It can be seen that this method is terrible...

"How long has it been maintained to do so?" asked an official.

The man said, "At least four years."

Four years? For so long, I don’t know how I got through it... No, several officials stood up.

Qin Tan Gong had already opened his eyes and said, "He is not Zhong Shisan."

Zong Zhou went to Gaozhou three years ago and dealt with the Zhong family and then had a later incident. As a scholar with a talented and talented scholar, what is the reason why he used poison to nourish his body four years ago? The only reason is that he is not Zhong Shisan, but just utilizing the name Zhong Shisan.

"... At that time, the Zhong family did have a descendant, Zhong Shisan, who was fleeing, but there was never any news... Zhong family had a grudge with Zong Zhou, and assassinated as Zhong Shisan, which was reasonable and could win the sympathy of the world... Moreover, he was a scholar, and he was powerless, so Lord Song would relax his vigilance and guard against him... Sure enough, after he survived Lord Duan's torture, he was taken back to the capital. Lord Song personally interrogated him in order to catch the escaped murderer..."

An official said, his face dark.

"So their ultimate goal of this trip was not to assassinate Zong Zhou, but Lord Song. If Lord Zong did not die, it would be better if he would not give him a chance, but Lord Zong died... This became their chance."

Qin Tan Gong sat up straight, patted the tiger's claws with his big hand, and said, "I've put in a lot of effort, it's not bad." He was not stingy with complimenting the murderer, but praiseing the other party was also a kind of ignorance. He smiled again, "The knight who killed Zong Zhou is really worth it. Killed one Zong Zhou and brought down a red-robed eunuch and a red-robed minister of the Silijian... Well, how about Lord Song?"

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When the dusk was dark, a violent cough came from the room. Song Yuan, who was on the bed, arched his whole body, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and stared at him with wide eyes and gasping for breath.

"Thank God, I'm safe."

There was a noise of joy all around.

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Chapter completed!