Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 12 Only I Can Save You
"Master, I'm not mad at you for looking at this, but—"

Wang Xiuzhi paused for a moment, then said softly:

"It's that you would rather look at this than take another look at me..."

Zhao Dezhao looked up, only to find that Wang Xiuzhi was staring at him blankly with tears in his eyes.

Her expression was both resentful and shy, as if she were a delicate and bright flower blooming in a deserted corner, waiting for someone to pick and pity her.

"Look at you, of course look at you."

Zhao Dezhao's heart trembled, and he felt pity for her immediately. He reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled it into his arms, kissed her eyes tenderly, and said softly:
"Okay, don't cry, don't I think you are okay? I will see you through right now."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to unbutton Wang Xiuzhi's clothes.

"Sir, don't, it's broad daylight, I'm leaving!"

Wang Xiuzhi couldn't hold back his embarrassment. Although he was very emotional, he pushed Zhao Dezhao away and got up to escape.

She is a well-known lady, and she never forgets the word "propriety" in everything. In her opinion, doing things in broad daylight is a moral corruption, and it is a degenerate behavior that damages the virtue of her husband.

Where does Zhao Dezhao care about that?
He jumped up from the bed, his eyes radiated green light like a hungry wolf, his expression was ferocious and murderous, as if he was about to devour people.

A charming room.

……

That night, Zhao Dezhao finally moved out of the study and moved into the room of his wife Wang Xiuzhi.

Her big bed with agarwood carvings is fragrant and soft, indeed much more comfortable than the hard bed in the study.

Early the next morning, Zhao Dezhao was still asleep when he was woken up by Qian Niu'er with a panicked voice.

"Master, someone is coming from the palace!"

"Speak softly, what are you panicking about?"

Zhao Dezhao gently parted Wang Xiuzhi's snow-white arm from his body, got out of bed and put on some clothes, went to the outer room and closed the inner door, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Qian Niu'er had a panicked look on his face: "As soon as the leading eunuch came in, he ordered someone to push Director Wang to the ground, saying that he was ordered by the Holy Master to deal with him on the spot."

The so-called "disposal" is a euphemism for sticking to death.

Zhao Dezhao smiled, Dad was really quick and decisive in handling things, it only took one night.

Qian Niu'er paused, and then said: "I temporarily stopped them, saying that Manager Wang is a servant in His Highness's mansion after all, and I need to ask you for a word first, and they are waiting in the yard right now."

"Very well done right!"

Zhao Dezhao praised Qian Niuer.

Although he wanted Wang Shijie to die very much, and the current situation was caused by him alone, but his subordinates must have the attitude they should have in front of outsiders, otherwise it would be easy for outsiders to think that the inspector Taifu's house is a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.

Zhao Dezhao put on his casual clothes and hurried to the side courtyard with Qian Niuer.

A scarlet-robed eunuch led several servants in green clothes to wait there. Wang Shijie, the eunuch in charge of the mansion, was kneeling on the ground.

As soon as he saw Zhao Dezhao appear, Wang Shijie seemed to have seen a savior. He immediately took a few steps up on his knees, hugged Zhao Dezhao's feet, and cried loudly: "Master, save me, I have always been honest and diligent in the house." Serving His Highness, there is never any offense, Your Highness, you know it!"

"Well, I know."

Zhao Dezhao nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand to caress the top of Wang Shijie's head, like stroking a dog begging for mercy, then turned his head to look at the eunuchs from the palace.

The scarlet-robed eunuch saluted, and said politely: "As ordered by the Holy Master, come and deal with this traitorous slave...Your Highness, what do you think?"

The meaning of this is naturally that if you want to save his life, we can make it easier for you to wait for a while, and wait for you to enter the palace to ask for a decree of pardon.

Zhao Dezhao sighed slightly, and made a look of regret: "Father Jun has an order, how dare you disobey it?"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand at him, meaning hurry up!
The scarlet-robed eunuch stopped talking and immediately waved his hand, and two eunuchs in green immediately dragged Wang Shijie away from Zhao Dezhao's feet and pinned him firmly to the ground with his back facing up.

"Snapped!"

The spine fell, and Wang Shijie's crying turned into a scream.

This kind of spine staff is made of old solid wood, is as thick as an arm, and is very heavy. After just a few sticks, Wang Shijie couldn't even scream.

Zhao Dezhao suddenly remembered something, and immediately raised his hand to signal: "Wait a minute!"

The executioner immediately stopped his staff.

Zhao Dezhao walked over slowly, waved his hand, and the servants who executed the execution retreated to avoid it.

Wang Shijie's internal injuries were already serious. He propped his hands on the ground, looked up at Zhao Dezhao, his eyes were full of pity.

Zhao Dezhao squatted down beside his head, and asked softly:
"Want to live?"

Wang Shijie sobbed loudly and nodded desperately.

"If you want to live, just give me some names."

"Tell me, apart from you, who else are the spies placed by King Jin in my house?"

At this moment, Zhao Dezhao was very satisfied to see the rich emotional changes in Wang Shijie's eyes.

First there was astonishment, then there was sudden realization, then there was fear, but there was no regret.

Wang Shijie hesitated and didn't answer right away.

"I know that your clan uncle in the palace is your god. In your opinion, he has great supernatural powers and is omnipotent. He even has three points of affection in front of the Holy Lord, so you still hope that he can Save you."

Zhao Dezhao smiled and said softly:
"But you have to understand that apart from me, even the Jade Emperor and the Supreme Old Monarch can't save your life right now."

Wang Shijie finally opened his mouth and whispered a few names.

Zhao Dezhao remembered one by one in his heart, and said lightly: "It seems that there is one more difference?"

"I really told them all, one is not bad, really, you have to believe me!" Wang Shijie wailed.

"Well, I believe you now." Zhao Dezhao stood up with a smile, walked away and nodded towards the scarlet-robed eunuch, indicating that the execution could continue.

Wang Shijie's eyes showed shock and resentment, and before he could cry out, the spine fell heavily on his back.

(End of this chapter)