Chapter 58

In the dim and stifling heat of the Yellow Turban prison, a chill ran through the air, making one feel hot on the surface but cold to the core. Qin Feng held a large stick behind his back and walked back and forth in front of the hanging Cao Cao and Yuan Shao. Bo Ji and other Yellow Turban thugs stood nearby, watching him interrogate.

"Great wealth!"

Peng~ "Ouch~."

"A prestigious position!"

Dong~ "Ugh~."

"And my Yellow Turban girls!"

Ah ya!

With each word, Qin Feng beat Cao Cao and Yuan Shao with the stick. Finally, he walked over with a kind smile and said, "With such generous terms, why won't you surrender?"

Under Qin Feng's cruel methods, Cao Cao was shocked. His consciousness had completely reversed, and he now believed Qin Feng was a spy named He Shan who had infiltrated the government army. Cao Cao raged, "Shameless He Shan, you spy who infiltrated our army, why didn't I see through you before! Want me to surrender? No way, spit~." He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Feng dodged, thinking that Boss Cao truly lived up to his title as a national hero, with his iron will! He pointed at Yuan Shao with the stick and said, "Yuan Benchu, what about you?"

Yuan Shao, with his thick brows and large eyes, though swollen like a pig's head, still couldn't hide his noble and heroic appearance. But when Qin Feng pointed at him, he trembled and hesitated before shouting, "I... I... I will never surrender!"

Seeing that the interrogation had no effect, Bo Ji couldn't help but mock Qin Feng. He pulled Qin Feng aside and said, "General He Shan, I suggest you think more. These two won't surrender with ordinary methods. To be honest, we've used all the methods you just used too many times. Look, they're already unrecognizable, yet they've never said they would surrender." He added, "Your proposal to the Second Master is good, but if you can't complete the task, it might be... ."

After Bo Ji started to believe that Qin Feng was one of them, he began to see him as a future rival, so he still harbored hostility.

Qin Feng glanced at Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, whose skin was torn and blood was flowing, their heads swollen like pigs, and their heads looked like the Buddha's. They were truly unrecognizable; even their fathers wouldn't recognize them.

He then looked at Bo Ji, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a duster, thinking that even though Cao Cao and Yuan Shao were unrecognizable, they still looked more human than this beast in human clothing. He thought of the countless lives and young girls who had died at Bo Ji's hands and vowed to deal with him one day.

In his previous life, Qin Feng had specifically commissioned a history of the Yellow Turbans, and among them, Bo Ji was the most brutal, even surpassing the great spies of later generations. This guy even practiced alchemy, trying to achieve immortality, and conducted cruel experiments on real people, no less cruel than a certain unit.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Today was just a small test. The real thing will come tomorrow."

"Oh?" Bo Ji, who didn't believe anyone could be more cruel than him, asked, "I wonder what methods General He Shan plans to use to force these two to surrender?"

Qin Feng thought, "Do you know about pepper water and tiger benches?" He knew Bo Ji wouldn't understand, but said, "I have ten great tortures. You'll see tomorrow!"

"Ten great tortures!" Bo Ji's eyebrows twitched. Seeing Qin Feng's expression, he knew he wouldn't tell him now, so he said, "If so, I'll learn well tomorrow."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "You have a lot to learn."

Bo Ji, flicking his duster, coldly said, "Young man, being too proud is arrogance!"

Qin Feng smiled but said nothing. Having lived three lifetimes, he had over a century of experience, far surpassing Bo Ji.

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, hearing this, trembled, "Ten great tortures... ." Both were on the verge of tears, thinking, "Did we do something wrong in our previous lives to deserve this?" Indeed, in their previous lives, they had caused much chaos, and it was only thanks to Qin Feng's efforts that China had a golden age.

It was unclear what path Qin Feng, Cao Cao, and Yuan Shao would take in this life.

Qin Feng handed the bloody stick to Bo Ji, shook out his sleeves, and walked away. Bo Ji, seeing his beloved duster stained with blood, was furious and immediately threw the stick. Seeing Qin Feng gone, his anger shifted, and he shouted, "Beat them hard, beat them until they surrender!"

"I will never surrender!"

After Qin Feng left, he heard Cao Cao's roar from the prison tent, "No wonder my Mengde brother is so strong. If you can hold out and not surrender, I might help you out of respect for our past friendship! I'll also save Yuan Benchu, as his foolish actions in He Jin's camp made things difficult."

Thus, Qin Feng decided to test the loyalty of Cao Cao and Yuan Shao to the court.

"I will never surrender!" Another rough roar came, but it was mixed with another voice, "Please, stop beating me!"

In the evening, after dinner, Qin Feng lay on his bed, leaning back, and began to think about the ten great tortures.

Speaking of these ten great tortures, they were unique to feudal society, including waist cutting, dismemberment, and slow slicing, as well as stick beating and scrubbing. What? You think stick beating and scrubbing are too light to be considered great tortures?

"Goodness, stick beating involves inserting a stick into the anus and stirring the internal organs. Scrubbing involves using boiling water, you know, the kind that bubbles, to give a shower and then scrubbing the skin off with a brush."

Qin Feng shuddered, "These tortures can't be used on Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, or they'll die." So he thought about the reliable methods of the Republic of China era, like pepper water and tiger benches. If so, the white terror of the Republic of China was far more civilized than the Qing dynasty.

At this time, it was probably around seven or eight in the evening. In the modern world, this would be the prime time for fun. But in ancient times, once it got dark, there was no fun left, only going to bed.

In his previous life, Qin Feng would have had dozens of concubines to keep him company, but in this life, he was alone.

Qin Feng thought of his concubine, Chu Feiyu, and immediately got up and walked out of the tent.

A short while later, Qin Feng, holding a bouquet of wildflowers he had picked, arrived at the women's camp.

"Stop, who are you?"

The women's camp was a camp within a camp, surrounded by fences. At the gate, a dozen female soldiers, led by an officer, stopped Qin Feng.

Qin Feng quickly showed his badge, "I am He Shan of the Black Mountain Army!"

The female soldiers had heard of him and immediately saluted. When he explained his purpose, the female officer said, "The Master has ordered that no one can enter or leave this camp except female soldiers. General He Shan can wait outside, and I will inform her."

While waiting, the female soldiers couldn't help but sneak glances at him, their faces turning red.

"General He Shan is so handsome, much better than General Bo Cai and the others."

"What is he doing with those flowers?"

"Surely he's giving them to General Chu Feiyu."

"How lucky!" Many of them were swooning, their eyes full of stars.

The news spread quickly, and soon hundreds of female soldiers gathered behind the gate, lining the fences to look at Qin Feng. Even though he came from the future, he couldn't withstand the gaze of hundreds of women, and his eyes twitched, his face turning slightly red.

"What are you all doing? No discipline at all! Except for those on duty, everyone return to your quarters!" A soft but stern voice rang out, and the female soldiers were startled and hurriedly ran away.

Qin Feng was also startled, seeing Chu Feiyu's beautiful face with a hint of anger, thinking, "Did I come at the wrong time? I don't want to make her dislike me."

As Chu Feiyu approached, her expression changed, becoming shy, her cold face replaced by a blush. She murmured, "He... He Shan, are you here to see Feiyu?" She pinched the corner of her clothes.

"Oh!" This exclamation wasn't from Qin Feng but from the nearby female soldiers, who had never seen their general act so girlish and were stunned.

Seeing the flowers, Chu Feiyu's face bloomed like a flower, and she shyly asked, "Are... Are these for me?" Seeing Qin Feng dazed, she took the flowers from him and sniffed them.

Qin Feng scratched his head, dissatisfied with his own daze, thinking, "What's going on? Why am I acting like a love-struck teenager?"

He was a man who had experienced many women, so he quickly regained his composure and said with gentlemanly manners, "Although I've only been apart from Feiyu for half a day, it feels like three autumns. I came suddenly, not knowing if I've disturbed you, Chu girl."

Chu Feiyu lowered her head shyly and shook it. In her heart, she thought, "Actually, Feiyu misses He Shan a lot..."

A seed planted by Qin Feng in her heart, after enduring many hardships, began to grow.

Thus, everything happened naturally. Qin Feng held Chu Feiyu's hand, and they strolled under the moonlight, sharing their longing. Under the large moon, a tall figure and a small figure stood side by side, gradually leaning on each other. The moon, seeing this, trembled and emitted a more radiant light on them. The two figures, bathed in a holy glow, gave a fairy-tale-like tenderness.

"Feiyu, you don't blame me for what happened in the jar...?"

"I... I... I don't blame you..." Chu Feiyu held Qin Feng's arm, finally finding a lifelong support.

Happiness came suddenly, and Emperor Qin Feng, after enduring many hardships, finally won the heart of another concubine. But ahead, more challenges awaited him.

Under the moon, everyone who saw them was shocked.

"General Chu Feiyu, who never showed favor to any man, is hugging General He Shan!"

"They're getting along!"

"The sun is rising in the west!" The news spread at an astonishing speed.

The next day, a Yellow Turban attendant entered Qin Feng's tent and saw his General He Shan scratching his crotch, his mouth puckering, and his crotch still in the tent. The attendant was terrified, thinking, "So the generals like this too."

"General... General~?" the attendant called.

Qin Feng opened his eyes, thinking it was Feiyu calling him, but it was a man. He jumped up, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "What is it?"

"General Bo Ji is waiting for you to interrogate the prisoners..." the attendant said.

Qin Feng immediately became alert. For him, the future was long and full of changes. If he didn't handle things carefully, he might lose his life.

To ensure his concubine didn't become a widow and to achieve his imperial ambitions, Qin Feng sprang out of bed, invigorated.

This day would begin with the torture of Cao Cao and Yuan Shao.

"Cao Boss, Yuan Boss, you must hold out, don't surrender to me! If you do, I might really skin you alive!"

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