The old lady is reborn

The two nuns beside Gong Qifang felt uncomfortable seeing the miserable plight of the father and daughter. They seemed not to have thought about the fact that their nun Jingxin was fanning the flames.

Whether they are monks or people who practice Buddhism with their hair uncut, what they say and do are very different from what we learn in daily life.

When Prince Xian and Duke Dingguo first arrived, the two little nuns were frightened when they saw the bad situation, but they both quietly stood next to Nun Jingxin. But now they have retreated a little further away from Gong Qifang.

After crying, Gong Yan looked at her stump again, and found that her hand was no longer there.

She has taken good care of her hands since she was a child.

Today, we can still see the "hand" lying on the ground. The carefully trimmed nails on the ten fingers are dyed with cardamom. Due to blood loss, the once beautiful and tender hands have taken on an unpleasant paleness.

At this moment, Gong Yan was determined to die. What was the point of living without a hand?

Abandoned by the prince;

Being laughed at and talked about by the noble ladies of Kyoto;

Many things, such as riding horses, archery, and playing the piano, could no longer be done, probably because I couldn’t even get on a horse;

How long can my father protect me? If my father is gone one day, my life will be extremely miserable, right?

I have offended so many people in my daily life.

It would be better to die now, so as not to let my father be controlled by others.

Gong Yan raised her tearful eyes and looked at Duke Dingguo: "Father."

Duke Dingguo agreed repeatedly.

"I am an unfilial daughter, always making my father run around and work hard for me.

If there is an afterlife, I hope you are still my father, so I can have the chance to repay my father’s kindness.”

When Duke Dingguo heard this, he knew something was wrong, and he hugged his daughter tighter.

He said again and again: "You are doing well by your father's side, which is his greatest joy..."

Gong Yan smiled sadly: "I understand, father, can you put on your robe for me?"

Duke Dingguo nodded while carefully "placing" Gong Yan against him. He freed his hands to take off his outer robe, then turned sideways to shake it open so that he could put it on his daughter.

When he looked away, Gong Yan had quickly pulled out the hairpin from her head and stabbed it into her heart.

It happened in almost an instant. The hand of Duke Dingguo, who was shaking out his outer robe, stopped in the air. He looked at the hairpin on his daughter's chest in disbelief.

He turned to look at the virtuous king, his voice trembling: "Save her, my lord, save him."

A guard came forward to check and shook his head at the wise king: "Master, he is dead."

The wise king's attention is more on himself.

It seemed like just now, suddenly, the severe pain seemed to have subsided a lot, and now I feel much more comfortable.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Duke Dingguo, please accept my condolences."

Hearing these seemingly light words, Duke Dingguo once again hugged his daughter in his arms in a daze.

Many people have said, overtly or covertly, that his daughter was raised in a wrong way. Although she has learned all the skills that a lady of noble birth should have, she always has trouble getting along with others when she goes out.

He thinks it's funny, why should he ask you to think it's good? It's his own daughter, as long as he is happy.

But his daughter, whom he loved as much as the apple of his eye, had her hands chopped off and committed suicide in front of him.

The overwhelming grief made him want to rush towards King Xian unarmed for a moment.

But in the end he suppressed the anger and hatred in his heart, and only by staying alive could he avenge his daughter.

He held his daughter's body and knelt on the ground dejectedly, like a statue that had aged ten years. Only when the wind blew, his clothes fluttered slightly, making people realize that this was not a statue.

Gong Qifang felt very happy and relieved, as if all the depression he had been feeling for half his life had been resolved.

Scenes from my childhood flashed before my eyes. It turned out that people could be so cruel. It turned out that it was possible for my happiness to be accompanied by the pain of others.

Although she felt extremely happy, she still shed tears for some reason. She didn't want this to happen, but she didn't know why it still happened.

No matter how much Buddhism she practiced or how long she stayed in Yunlan Temple, she could not save herself.

It seems that only by letting them feel the same pain and resentment can I be relieved.

Sometimes she wondered if those who could become Buddhas instantly after killing hundreds or thousands of people could do so only after they had let go of the hatred in their hearts and had resolved their affairs before and after their death.

Gong Qifang didn't know what she was thinking. For a moment, she wanted to go up to her father and tell him that she had felt the same heartbreak and despair when she lost her mother.

In the dream, my father did not let me go. After I lost my mother, my father handed me over to the wise king, who broke my legs, cut my tendons, and gave me a mute drug...

Father, you can only love my concubine sister. Can you not use my flesh and blood as a stepping stone for her?

Can you let me die quickly?

Gong Qifang looked at Duke Dingguo, who looked like a statue, and let out a deep breath.

.........

After Song Ying came down the mountain, he first went to Zhenhai Escort Agency to find Liu Guan.

According to Gong Qifang, her mother had already found out about the gangsters who had fought for the second prince at Eagle's Beak Cliff.

However, these people are not willing to show up in public to testify.

Gong Qifang handed the booklet with these people's surnames, names, and nicknames to Song Ying.

Song Ying wanted to ask Liu Guan to come forward. As they were both from the underworld, the Zhenhai Escort Agency had been around for at least four generations. It was a well-established, century-old brand. They had their own underworld relationships, rules, and trust. Perhaps these people would be willing to come forward.

But you have to ask Liu Guan first.

After talking with Liu Guan, she suggested that Zhenhai Escort Agency go and find out the truth first, but the biggest reason why these people were unwilling to come forward was probably that they were afraid of being implicated.

I'm afraid I have to solve this worry first.

After all, among the people they killed was the former Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, and now his Majesty's men.

The people in the underworld did this for the second prince, firstly because they were paid to do the job, and secondly, there was no guarantee that some of them had old grudges against the imperial court.

Let’s find out what the situation is first.

After chatting with Liu Wan, Song Ying went back to the mansion to wait for his son Huaiyuan to come home. He informed Huaiyuan that the second prince had participated in the battle of Yingzui Cliff.

After hearing the whole story, Huaiyuan reminded his mother to inform his eldest brother.

Now that this matter has been known, we must report it to the emperor.

Then we have to be on guard against the wise king.

The wise king originally had many guards, but after the battle at Eagle's Beak Cliff, almost all of his men survived, making him the prince with the most intact fighting power.

But at the order of His Majesty, even the prince can only have 35 guards. The guards around the virtuous king disappeared almost overnight. Are there really only 40 left?

If the Nan'an Marquis' Mansion is involved, and if the people in the Xianwang's hands just turn from open to covert, then everyone in the Nan'an Marquis' Mansion will have to be extra careful.

Although the princess and the eldest brother are surrounded by guards, it is still better to know this.

What's more, the princess and her elder brother were both at Eagle's Beak Cliff at that time.