The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Zhu Hongyu admits that he is somewhat lustful, but compared to lust, he is more afraid of death...

Don't dare to ask the enemy's daughter to be your pillow!
He was afraid that if he slept well at night, his head would be gone!
When Zhou Yu'er heard this, a trace of panic appeared on her face.

"I... I don't know who I am!"

"But, but my father and brother in my family are loyal and loyal to Daming, so I will definitely not do such a thing of betraying my ancestors and betraying the country for glory!"

Zhu Hongyu pursed his lips, leaned close to her ear, and said in a cold voice.

"Want to know the answer? Or, do you want your father and brother to live?"

The coldness on Zhou Yuer's face disappeared, replaced by a lingering panic.

She got out from under the brocade quilt, ignoring her shyness, rolled over and got off the bed, and knelt in front of Zhu Hongyu naked.

A large piece of white and tender skin was exposed in the still somewhat cold air, and only his hands were used to protect his vitals.

Said in a trembling voice.

"Please... Your Highness, please be tolerant and forgive my Zhou family!"

When she said this, she felt as if her heart was being held by a big hand.

Counting her age, she was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Faced with such a catastrophe of ransacking the family and exterminating the clan, no matter how cold-tempered he is, he will still feel scared.

Seeing the coldness on Zhu Hongyu's face, she finally realized what it means to be with a king like a tiger.

Just now on the bed, she was still extremely lingering, domineering yet gentle.

Now it is ruthless to kill her whole family!
Zhu Hongyu sat on the bed, right in front of Zhou Yuer, with slightly lowered eyebrows and eyes, he could see her white and tender back and graceful curves.

Zhu Hongyu leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"If you want to save your father and brother, it's not impossible!"

"But I just don't know, are you willing to do it!"

Zhou Yuer raised her head, nodded vigorously and said.

"Anything is fine!"

"A concubine can do anything!"

Zhu Hongyu whispered in her ear.

Zhou Yu'er's eyes widened when she heard this, feeling a little ridiculous, her cold face was full of resistance.

Zhu Hongyu said with a cold face.

"What? Don't want to save your father and brother?"

"If so, Gu will order them to be beheaded!"

While speaking, he gestured to get up.

Zhou Yuer said hastily.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I am willing!"

After all, she suppressed her shyness and bent down...

A smile flashed in the corner of Zhu Hongyu's eyes. After enjoying the service of the beauty for a while, he leaned over and whispered in her ear again.

"Just kidding you, your family is fine!"

"Your father and brother are all fine. The arrest of the traitor this time has nothing to do with your Zhou family."

Zhou Yu'er froze, her cold eyes were now full of confusion.

His face was instantly filled with shame and anger!
However, at this moment, Zhu Hongyu bent down and carried her to the bed, then leaned over and pressed her down.

When everything cleared up, Zhu Hongyu fell into a deep sleep with a smile on his face.

Zhou Yu'er thought about the absurdity just now, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and felt that there was still some strange smell between her words.

She wanted to get up to rinse her mouth, but looking at Zhu Hongyu who was sleeping soundly beside her, she dared not again.

Subconsciously pursing her lips, the coldness on her face disappeared immediately, replaced by a cute and cute look.

As if remembering something, Zhou Yuer got up and kissed the sleeping Zhu Hongyu lightly on the corner of his mouth.

After the kiss, a smile appeared on her pretty face, like a little devil who had succeeded in revenge.

Then, she lay down again, with a smile on her face, and gradually fell asleep.

Zhou Yuer was not dissatisfied with Zhu Hongyu's bad joke.

If ordinary people dared to joke with her like this, Zhou Yu'er would not be dissatisfied, she might even have the desire to kill someone.

But who told Zhu Hongyu to do this?

The status gap between the two parties was there, even if Zhu Hongyu's joke was too much, it was not too much in Zhou Yuer's eyes.

Of course, even if she thinks it's too much, she can only think about it, enjoy it obediently, and is determined not to show any dissatisfaction.

How do you say that, since you can't resist, you can only be forced to enjoy it!

Even when Zhu Hongyu said that he was joking with her and that the Zhou family was fine, Zhou Yu'er felt grateful in her heart.

……

In the early morning of the second day, Zhu Hongyu got up early again.

After exercising for half an hour, I started to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, he started to deal with various documents and reports again.

At the same time, in the Jinyiwei Yamen Office, wailing sounds continued one after another, and even spread outside, making people unable to bear the fear.

People covered in blood were hung on the execution rack one by one, and the masters of Jinyiwei were torture and interrogating these people.

Zhou Tianxu was sitting behind a table, his ears were full of screams, but the expression on his face was calm.

On the table are the confessions of these people, and a small jar of peppermint oil.

The smell of blood in the prison was so strong that he couldn't bear it anymore, so Zhou Tianxu would put some peppermint oil under his nose.

The cool mint smell rushed straight to his forehead, but Zhou Tianxu's expression was lifted.

Following Zhu Hongyu's example and rubbing the center of his brows, he strode up to Kang Qiaonian who was being tortured.

Looking at Kang Qiaonian who was hanging on the execution frame, bloody and bloody, with white bones exposed on his body, looking extremely miserable, Zhou Tianxu covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and said.

"What? Still refuse to explain?"

Zhou Tianxu raised his eyebrows, his fair skin made people feel a little creepy.

Kang Qiaonian was tortured for most of the night, obviously mentally weak, with his head bowed and his eyes half-closed.

Drops of blood flowed down the body, dripping from the toes to the ground, the blood wrapped in the soil and turned into small blood beads.

Jin Yiwei, who was in charge of torturing Kang Qiaonian, lowered his head and spoke.

"The lower official is incompetent, please punish him!"

Zhou Tianxu narrowed his eyes, and said bluntly.

"Hmph, you people are really useless. I'm afraid the technique of using torture is not as good as that of a hospital..."

In the middle of speaking, Zhou Tianxu suddenly stopped, because it suddenly occurred to him that many of the punishments used by Jin Yiwei now seem to be learned from the Imperial Hospital...

It's so embarrassing!

As if remembering something, Zhou Tianxu said.

"Since he still refuses to confess, then send him to a small dark room, with the doors and windows sealed and no light allowed."

"Except for bringing food to him every day, no one is allowed to talk to him, shut up for three to five days, I don't believe he can survive!"

The method Zhou Tianxu mentioned is actually confinement.

This method of punishment was first circulated in the army.

In order to minimize the corporal punishment in the army, Zhu Hongyu thought that some punishments could be replaced by confinement.

At the beginning, many soldiers didn't care about it. Didn't they think it would be locked up for two or three days?
They are not even afraid of going to the battlefield to fight the enemy, so what is confinement?
But as more and more people were imprisoned, those who dared to think so gradually disappeared.

Because, as more and more people have experienced it, the horror of confinement has gradually penetrated into the hearts of the people...