Siheyuan, don't yell at me

He Daqing sneered and slammed the table hard, causing the entire table to shake violently as if it was about to fall apart.

Then he started to curse:

"rule?

What rules?

Do you think you are still the emperor of the Qing Dynasty?

In this room, I, He Daqing, am the one who sets the rules!

Give it to me, eat it quickly!

Eat enough, and I will personally take you on your way later."

The last bit of Puyi's remaining dignity was ruthlessly pressed to the ground and rubbed by He Daqing.

He could no longer endure this humiliation and ridicule. Tears welled up in his eyes like a dam breaking, and he burst into tears again.

He Daqing sighed to himself and shook his head helplessly.

He secretly sighed in his heart, he is indeed a hopeless person!

Despite all the changes he had gone through, Puyi was still just a poor crybaby.

It seems that the Qing Dynasty was rotten to the core, and even such a weak, incompetent and unmanly person could ascend the throne.

"Puyi, you useless fellow, stop crying!

Do you still want to eat?

If you don't eat, I'll start to get down to business."

Hearing what He Daqing said about "serious matters", Puyi couldn't help but shudder and his body trembled slightly.

He forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and tried to keep himself calm.

“Eat!

Why don’t you eat?

This is totally unrelated, I am not full yet..."

After Puyi finished speaking, he started to eat voraciously again.

Although he was extremely hungry at first, Puyi ate very heartily.

However, once his stomach was full, he felt that the food tasted like wax.

This chef is such a glutton, he just wasted all these great ingredients.

I watched Puyi stuff the food into his mouth with difficulty, then picked up the Wuliangye bottle and wanted to drink directly from the bottle.

He Daqing finally couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to snatch the bottle of wine from Puyi's hand.

Before Puyi could open his mouth to talk about the rules, He Daqing slapped him loudly and crisply.

"shut your mouth!

Grandpa, I don’t have time to listen to you talk about rules.

I was just teasing you just now. This is not a final meal.

Grandpa, I’m just treating you to a meal with good intentions.

Now we have eaten and drunk.

You just owe me, He Daqing, a favor, do you understand?

Next, grandpa, whatever I ask you, you just need to answer honestly. Do you hear me?

981, I asked you a question, did you hear me?

Puyi finally reacted. After hearing the three words "981", he seemed to have lost his soul. He became like a machine and shouted loudly:

"To!"

He Daqing nodded with satisfaction, then patted Puyi on the shoulder and helped him straighten his glasses that had been knocked crooked by the beating.

Puyi glanced at He Daqing tremblingly, then nodded cautiously:

“Listen, I heard it!

Sir, if you want to ask anything, just ask!

If I knew, I would answer honestly! "

Seeing this, He Daqing smiled and said:

"Very good, now you are acting like a prisoner in a labor camp. It is worth the organization's ideological education for you.

Now, let me ask you, do you know the big guy at the well?"

Puyi tilted his head, hesitated for a moment, and then replied in a voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Recognize...we know each other."

He Daqing frowned and said sternly:

"Louder! Did you eat so much food just now and it all went into your dog's stomach?

Since you know him, do you know his whereabouts?"

Puyi trembled and shook his head quickly:

“I…I don’t know!

On August 8, the Japanese kidnapped me at Shenyang Dongta Airport and prepared to take me to Japan.

As a result, Soviet paratroopers suddenly blocked the airport and captured us all.

The Japanese who stayed behind at that time were of very low rank, and the real high-ranking Japanese officials had already fled in advance."

After saying this, Puyi secretly glanced at He Daqing, and when he saw that the other party did not continue to ask questions, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He Daqing shook his head, locked his eyes tightly on Puyi's, and asked sternly:

"981, I know more about these official news than you do.

I heard that Datou by the Well once revealed that he owns an imperial seal and intends to present it to you.

What exactly is going on?

Look me in the eyes and answer me right now!

Yes or no?

If you dare to lie, don't blame me for being rude!"

Puyi was stared at like this by He Daqing, and he didn't even dare to breathe. He put away his little abacus in his mind and replied tremblingly:

“Yes…it’s true.

However, it was only mentioned verbally, and I have never seen the so-called imperial seal with my own eyes.

Moreover, I heard that it was because the other Japanese disagreed because of the greed of the wellhead. "

When he said this, Puyi's voice trembled slightly.

"very good!

Now we have learned that Ibe Datou did not return to Japan.

So, do you know where he went?

Think carefully before answering!

For you, this is an extremely rare opportunity to make a contribution.

If you can successfully capture the big guy by the well, I will take charge of it myself and give you credit for your great achievement.

Are you willing to be trapped and die in this Fushun prisoner-of-war camp for the rest of your life?

I've created an opportunity for you, you must seize it firmly!"

Puyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he fell into deep thought.

Regardless of whether what the fat man said was true or false, this was undoubtedly a great opportunity and must be seized.

Moreover, looking at the entire country, how many fat people like this are there?

Anyone who can eat so much and become so fat must be a high-ranking official.

"I remember now that Big Head by the Well has a mistress, she's from Korea!

Located in Moga Village, Cheongyang County.

That’s right, it’s the woman from Muya Village in Qingyang County.

He doted on his mistress and even bought a large amount of property for her in South Korea.

If he had not returned to Japan, he must have been hiding with his mistress.

His lover's surname is Cui, but I'm not sure her first name.

Oh, by the way, his mistress has a beauty spot on the corner of her mouth..."

It can be seen that Puyi really wanted to leave the Fushun prisoner-of-war camp.

He scratched his head and kept thinking about the news about Big Head at the well.

But most of them were meaningless things, which made He Daqing frown.

In fact, there is only a little useful information. His mistress is in Muya Village in South Korea and has a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth.

The rest was nonsense. At least He Daqing didn't hear any useful information.

He Daqing waved his hand, asked his men to send Puyi out, and fell into deep thought.

We must go to Muya Village and investigate.

What we are considering now is whether the organization has a small number of undercover agents in South Korea and whether they should be used in this matter.

Or maybe He Daqing could go there in person.