Chapter 852: Fifty-one: Unpredictable

For the next few days, Qiu Chuxing was detained in a firewood in his prefect's office, with nothing inside. Except for a pile of firewood and the pine trees used to attract fire, he seemed too lazy to penetrate the light.

Qiu Chuxing was thrown into the woodshed, and even sleeping on his pine hair. He was often woken up by grinding. After several days of this, he felt like he had a serious illness, tired and tired, and his brain slowly became

I became confused and couldn't remember the days.

He originally thought that Song Che and his son must have to torture him and force him to confess his past events, and to have the affairs of his post in Fujian over the years, but Song Che and his son seemed to be in no hurry at all. Not only did they not ask, they also directly took him.

I don't know how many days have passed since they were thrown into this woodshed. They have never been here once. Even the people who delivered the food only put down their bowls outside the door and left, and did not collect them. These left empty bowls

The stinky smell emitted initially made him cry and start to feel sick, but by the end of a few days, he had no reaction at all.

Originally, he was thinking about how to deal with Song Che and the others' interrogation perfunctorily, but Song Che and the others seemed to have to put him in endlessly, and he felt a panic from the bottom of his heart.

Did they find something in the study?

Although he is very cautious and keeps everything well, who can do it without any mistakes? Did he leave any clues that were discovered by Song Che and the others?

Or is it that Song Che didn't come to ask him, but went to ask his wife and children?

If so, would his wife say something she shouldn't say?

Qiu Chuxing was in a state of great anxiety, worried, and worried, and was extremely anxious.

After waiting for another few days, he began to feel that life was like a year and he began to refuse to eat. But even so, no one outside except the people who delivered the meals came to see him.

They really don't care about his life or death!

Qiu Chuxing became scared. He grabbed the dim window of the woodshed and shouted hysterically: "Let me out! I have something to say to Song Che! I want to go out!"

Half an hour later, Song Che did not come, but Song Xiangyu came, covering his nose from a distance and looked at Qiu Chuxing with disgust: "Mr. Qiu, what's wrong? You are not living well, you want to see us.

do what?"

Qiu Chuxing felt it was a bit ridiculous. It was obvious that Song Che and the others should try their best to pick out something from him, but now he can't stand it.

His two skeleton-like hands reached out to Song Xiangyu: "I can tell me what happened back then."

His lips were so thirsty that he was all covered in skin. As he spoke, he climbed forward for a while. His eyes were staring at Song Xiangyu and repeated again: "As long as you keep me

If I let my life go, I will tell you what happened back then!"

Unlike the scene he imagined, Song Xiangyu was not ecstatic, and even had no expression on his face. He just stared at him coldly and asked sarcastically: "Do you really think we care?"

What?

Qiu Chuxing was a little confused. When he saw the ridicule and mockery on Song Xiangyu's face, he suddenly realized---Yes, what he could explain, what he knew, did Mr. Bai Qi know?

So Song Che and his son did not use their wrists to make him surrender and speak actively.

They really don't need him to speak.

Qiu Chuxing struggled and pounced forward, and just rushed to Song Xiangyu. At this moment, he no longer cared about dignity and the previous plots and concerns, but just shook his lips and begged for mercy: "No, no, no, I know a lot, I

I also know many secrets, Prince, Prince, save me.”

Song Xiangyu kicked him away, squatted down and looked at him: "Have you forgotten? I am no longer Prince of Guangping."

Qiu Chuxing's mind was confused for a moment, and then he reacted.

Yes, Song Xiangyu's eldest son poisoned his younger son, and this matter was very troubled. Speaking of which, this matter was done by the people from the Duke of Cheng Guo's Mansion, and they had watched it for a long time.

Since then, Song Xiangyu beat Duke Cheng, and he has become no longer the prince and has been sent back to his hometown to reflect on his hometown.

Many thoughts came into his mind, and he had a splitting headache. He had to cry and beg Song Xiangyu, "Sir, what do you need me for? I can help you a lot."

It can really help a lot.

He knows best when a person is worthless, and he must not end up at the mercy of others.

Song Xiangyu didn't say anything, looked at him with a heavy gaze for a while, and suddenly asked: "Did you have the same face when you proposed and tried your best to make Chen Chong's daughter sent to Shen Hai?"

Speaking of this, Qiu Chuxing's eyes suddenly widened.

He finally understood why Song Che and his son had such an attitude and why they came from the capital.

They really didn't want to find out the cause of the death of the prince in the past. After passing by Xu Shun and Yunxi, the current Bai Qiye, they had already been able to piece together the truth.

The real purpose is Shen Hai.

Qiu Chuxing was struck by lightning and took a few steps back with a pale face.

Being a worthless person is death, but cooperating with enemies and treasoning the country is not only a death, but also a sin of extermination.

No, he had already done many mistakes that he wanted to exterminate the clan.

However, he used to think that it was difficult to find all this.

After all, they have come here without any danger in the past ten years.

When this day really came, Qiu Chuxing felt afraid.

Song Xiangyu looked him up and down and snorted: "Mr. Qiu, if you have nothing else to say, then I won't be with you."

Qiu Chuxing reached out to make a stop, but his hand froze in the air again, and he couldn't even say a word after pursing his lips.

Song Xiangyu ignored him and turned around and strode.

When he returned to the signing room, Song Che was still busy. He entered the door and called out his father.

Song Che turned his head, raised his eyebrows at him and asked, "Is he going to speak?"

"What's the point?" Song Xiangyu thought of Qiu Chuxing, with a little disdain on his face: "I'm afraid of death, but I'm still hiding it. He's very cunning and wants to throw out some irrelevant things to fool us. These people are so brave.

They dare to plunder the daughter of the imperial officials and give it to the pirates, and they cannot believe a word."

Song Che raised his eyelids and waved to Song Xiangyu with a little excitement on his face: "Come here to see these things."

Song Xiangyu hurriedly walked towards him, and Song Xiangyu pointed it out to him: "Qiu Chuxing's private account in the back house is not a big deal."
Chapter completed!