Comprehensive film and television: Make trouble before lying down

Xiao Heng spoke in a low voice, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he stared straight at the person kneeling on the ground.

"Mr. Lonely, where did Judge Kong tell you to move the money that the Salt and Iron Bureau lost?"

"I...I don't know?"

Wen Ji once again made a clicking sound with the pliers. "Why waste so much time talking to him? Aren't we here today to test out new torture instruments?"

After saying that, he picked up the pliers and compared them with the other person's body.

"what is this?"

The man looked at the pliers, asking while dodging, but there was someone guarding him from behind, so where could he hide?

Wen Ji looked at the work in his hands with a proud look and a nonchalant attitude.

"This is something that can turn you into a eunuch. Snap, just one push, and... But you won't be so lucky. You have to try torture instruments multiple times to see the effect!"

The man immediately clamped his legs together and said, "You can't do this... I'm not married yet, I don't have any children yet, I say... I say, tell him to take this thing away."

Wen Ji had a ferocious look on his face and a pair of pliers, which almost scared people to tears. He kept touching the other person's little brother.

"The money... the money has all been sent to the theater. As for who it was given to? How could my brother-in-law tell me about such a deadly thing?"

"Give him a piece of paper and write down the days he went to the theater. If I make a mistake..."

Xiao Heng was halfway through his words when Wen Ji took over and said viciously.

"You will have no descendants."

Jiu Ning looked at the effect of the two people singing in unison, and found it quite good. In no time, they both confessed.

Then he threw a bag of silver to the woman in red next to him, but it was delayed.

The woman sat dignifiedly, without any of the seductive look she had just had.

"I'm not after money. If it weren't for Sister Yu saving me, I'm afraid I would have died long ago. I'm your spy in the hope that one day I can find the cause of Sister Yu's death and the truth behind General Xiao's murder."

Xiao Heng's expression turned cold again, with sadness in his eyes: "My father died in battle, and my mother died of illness. There is no hidden reason."

Xiao Heng narrated the story coldly, but no one present, including himself, believed its truthfulness.

At this time, Xiao Heng was no longer the person who laughed and watched the show, but a person who was burdened with great pressure and had been living in darkness.

They all had childhood traumas, and their lives were at stake, so the pressure was immense.

Jiuning raised her hand and gently placed it over it, wrapping the big hand with her small hand. She wanted to give the other person a little warmth.

Xiao Heng turned around, pulled the corners of his mouth together, and smiled very reluctantly, without saying anything.

The woman in red left, the lonely young man was taken out, Wen Ji and Lu Ji also left the door one after another, leaving only the two of them.

The curtains in the room fluttered in the wind. Xiao Heng looked ahead in a trance, passing through the curtains, through time, through space, recalling scenes from his childhood.

"Eight years ago, in the Southern Xinjiang camp, that was my father's last battle. Everyone said he died on the battlefield, but I just didn't believe it."

The hoarse voice was filled with longing for his father and doubts about the battle.

"Because on the day of my father's funeral, one of his men came to the general's residence. I don't know the details of what happened, but I only know that he was executed a few days later."

"And my mother passed away not long after my father died."

"My grandfather knew everything, but he was unwilling to make the decision for my father. He was timid and afraid of offending people. He didn't dare to do it, but he also detained me in the mansion and prevented me from finding out the truth."

"During the years I was detained in the palace, I was guarded every day and not allowed to go out. I yelled, got angry, struggled, and resisted, but it was all in vain."

Men don't cry easily, but before they get sad, Xiao Heng's eyes turned red, and a tear fell gently, landing on the back of Jiu Ning's hand, burning hot.

Jiu Ning leaned the man in his arms. The only way to untie his knot and comfort him now was to find out the truth of the matter.

While accompanying Xiao Heng, he sorted out the events before and after his father's death in his mind. No matter how he thought about it, there was something wrong.

"Xiao Heng, you said your grandfather was unwilling to uphold justice, but the person who knew the truth didn't die because of your grandfather. Did you behave abnormally during that time?"

Xiao Heng was still in a state of sadness. "Abnormal, what's abnormal?"

Jiu Ning pondered as he said, "Look, your father got into trouble, and then the person who knew about it was executed. If the enemy wants General Xiao to not investigate your father's death, what will he do?"

"Seize Grandfather's weakness, and that weakness is me. Is this what you mean?"

Xiao Heng thought for a moment and reacted quickly, but he just couldn't believe it.

Jiu Ning nodded: "That's why I asked you to recall, has anything unusual happened around you?"

If someone is told to shut up, no matter how the other party attacks, it will leave traces. Moreover, the person who can make General Xiao shut up and take the initiative to admit the crime must be someone important.

In today's Dayan, there are really not many people who can make the old general keep silent for many years. It is easy to identify them by the method of elimination, but she did not speak out her guess.

Xiao Heng stood up, his eyes looking into the distance. He walked back and forth in the room while thinking. Suddenly he stopped and turned around.

"I remember I fell ill at that time. It seemed that not long after, my mother, who had been taking care of me, disappeared. I don't know if there is any connection?"

"The only person who knows about this is my grandfather. If there really is something hidden, why didn't he tell me? Am I really that untrustworthy?"

Xiao Heng began to doubt himself, and he became more and more agitated and self-blaming.

Jiu Ning walked forward and gently held the person in his arms: "These things are just speculations between you and me. Besides, eight years ago, who would tell such an important thing to a child?"

She didn't know if her words comforted anyone, but she just felt the arms around her getting tighter and tighter.

Cough cough, Jiuning felt a tightness in his chest, and the dull pain came again.

"I can't wait to ask my grandfather about this in person. Will you come with me?"

Xiao Heng reluctantly let go of the person in his arms. Doubts in his heart continued to grow, and he wished he could sit opposite his grandfather and ask him clearly.

Jiu Ning shook her head. She couldn't spoil the fun now, but her blood was boiling in her chest and she couldn't even speak. Naturally, she regretted not being able to follow.

At this time, Xiao Heng's attention was completely focused on the truth about his father. This matter had troubled him for many years, so he did not notice that Jiu Ning was wrong.

Afterwards, he first sent Jiuning back to the mansion, and then rode his horse out of the city.

He had been separated from his grandfather for many years. After his grandfather resigned from his military power, he lived alone in a farm outside the city.

The closer the distance, the calmer it became.

"Who is it? Why are you knocking on the door so late?"