The Empress’ Livestream

One Thousand Five Hundred and Sixty-Four: Defeating Nieliang, Attacking Yang Tao, and Pointing the Sword to the World (102)

It was already the middle of the night, and the entire Qiu Mansion fell into silence, except for the servant who was on patrol, yawning and on duty.

At this time, there was a loud bang, and the door was violently broken open, waking up the night watchman.

"Who are you? Who allowed you to break into your private house? Come on, there are villains here"

The concierge was a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, his eyes were black and blue, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eye bags were swollen. He looked lifeless.

When the leading centurion sent someone to rush into the Qiu Mansion, he sternly stopped him, but was kicked away by the centurion.

The centurion said, "Remember! No one alive in the Qiu Mansion can escape. If one escapes, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

This was a death order from above, and they had to take it seriously, and let the porter yell for help and rushed straight into the mansion.

The concierge's call for help was still effective. The guard who was watching the night heard the movement and ran over to investigate the situation, but was captured and detained.

The soldiers enforced the law violently, and there was a lot of commotion, and several people who were sleeping soundly were awakened.

Although Mr. Qiu is getting older, he still does not change his love of beauty. He always keeps a warm couch lady by his side, who looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. When she heard the noise outside, she immediately woke up the bad old man beside her, but was scolded by him instead.

"Don't let people sleep in the middle of the night, what do you want to do?"

Old man Qiu was very angry in bed, and whoever made him feel unhappy would beat someone to death with a whip, so no one dared to disturb him.

This new lady didn't know the rules, and she showed a timid and fearful expression while being startled, and she was very disturbed.

"Re-report to the old lady, there seems to be a bad guest breaking in outside..."

Old Man Qiu got up angrily, grabbed his coat in a hurry and put it on his shoulders, and put his foot on the woman's chest when he got up.

Don't look at this old man Qiu is very old, but the strength under his feet is not weak, and he almost knocked the woman unconscious.

"waste!"

As soon as he opened the door, a few soldiers in neat leather armor blocked his door, threatening to arrest him.

Where had Mr. Qiu seen such a battle before, his hands and feet were so frightened that his hands and feet turned cold, and at the same time, a nameless anger rose up.

"Who are you? This place is under the rule of Lord Lanting. You gangsters commit crimes here. Do you want to kill yourself?"

The soldiers looked at each other and couldn't help but mocked, "What the hell! Grab it and don't let the old man escape."

In the house, there is not only old man Qiu, a bad old man, but also a beautiful lady who is as beautiful as a flower.

When everyone saw the old man's attire and the young lady's appearance, they immediately understood, and they could not help but groan.

It's really shameless to spoil a woman who is old enough to be his granddaughter at a very old age.

Mr. Qiu's hands were twisted behind his back, and the pain caused the veins on his forehead to pop out. He yelled loudly, which was nothing more than a warning and threat. The soldier's ears hurt from hearing this, and a clever ghost looked around, and saw a pair of stone blue obscene pants scattered beside Old Man Qiu's bed, grabbed them, crumpled them into a ball, and stuffed them into Old Man Qiu's mouth.

"It can be regarded as shutting up, almost deafening people's ears."

Seeing this situation, the arrested lady didn't care about crying for fear, instead she showed an indescribable expression.

Mr. Qiu was not restrained when he was young, and he contracted some unspeakable ailments, which made him uncontrollable in his sleep when he was old.

The stone blue obscene pants were changed after being wet with urine. She was bought to accompany old man Qiu, not only to warm the other's bed and let him take advantage of it, but also to change his dirty underwear so that the old man would not wake up the next day and get angry.

At this moment, it was actually stuffed into his mouth, really...

Tut tut!

Except that old man Qiu was arrested, old man Qiu Meng, his old son, was not much better.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, Mr. Qiu is so beautiful, and this Qiu Meng is no exception, he can't leave a woman for a day.

Qiu Meng felt that he had made a great contribution to Yang Tao, and that he would be an extremely personable official in the future, and his emotions were high when he was excited, and he dragged concubine Ji to mess around for half the night. He had just fallen asleep from exhaustion when the soldiers broke in. He was a light sleeper, and was woken up shortly after.

"What's the noise outside?"

He pushed Concubine Ji, told her to get up and go outside to have a look, and fell back to sleep by herself.

Concubine Ji did as she did, and was startled by the soldiers who forced their way in without any surprise, and let out a high-pitched and shrill cry.

When Qiu Meng was quarreled by her, he suddenly lost sleepiness, grabbed something and threw it on the ground, "It's the middle of the night, maybe I want to die!"

Soon, Qiu Meng heard noisy and heavy footsteps approaching him.

"who are you?"

Qiu Meng is not the old man Qiu who does not leave the gate, only cares about the prosperity and support, and immediately recognizes the identity of the soldier.

"The person who arrested you, don't resist, or you will be killed on the spot. You should also cooperate, and don't make things difficult for me."

He is very polite in his words, but not at all polite in his actions.

Qiu Meng was tied up and dragged out when he was still in a daze.

"Why are you arresting me?"

The soldier said, "We are also following orders."

"Order?"

Qiu Meng turned pale all of a sudden, and he quickly thought of the key point, his legs were about to soften into noodles.

Could it be

Qiu Meng swallowed nervously, could it be that his secret actions with Yang Tao were discovered?

If so, wouldn't his life be safe?

Qiu Meng thought of the Zhao family whose entire family had been wiped out, his legs became weaker, and if the soldiers hadn't dragged him, he might have suffered a big fall. This group of soldiers was really honest, saying that no one could escape alive, and they even brought out the two old hens raised in the kitchen with their wings bound.

Seeing this, the centurion couldn't help but touch his forehead.

Isn't it true that the soldiers under him are mentally retarded?

"These people are all in prison, waiting for the generals, military advisers and others to come back for interrogation."

Qiu Meng didn't believe in evil, he yelled loudly, "You have no evidence and no certificate, why are you wronged?"

The centurion held the handle of the knife with his left hand, his eyes were fierce and murderous, and Qiu Meng's heart trembled when he saw it.

Unexpectedly, the centurion was a man of culture, so he said politely, "If you want others to know you can't do it yourself, you should reflect on yourself."

Qiu Meng's face turned pale with fright, and Mr. Qiu also guessed that he was so frightened that he lost control and wet his crotch.

The soldier looked at him and sneered, "What a promising father and son."

Everyone in the Qiu Mansion was imprisoned, and the originally empty cell was immediately filled with noisy bgm.

Qiu Meng and Mr. Qiu were locked together.

"Could it be where the secret was leaked?"

Qiu Meng tried his best to calm his beating heart, not knowing whether to comfort the old man or himself.

"Father, don't panic, once Yang Tao wins, they will do nothing to our father and son!"

Old Man Qiu looks haggard and embarrassed, but at present he can only trust his youngest son.

"I hope so!" (Tianjin Novels)

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