Zhu He

The fire and the rush along the way made Chang Jiaci's body not as good as before, but I don't know if he will not accept it. After several rounds before the gate of hell, he is always picked up by him.

This time was the same, he woke up again after sleeping on the street for a day and a night. After picking up wild fruits and rotten vegetables on the road to barely eat, he went around for a long time based on his memory, and came to the Sixteenth Street in the capital.

Most of the places here are the mansions of dignitaries and dignitaries, and there is no place for idle beggars to be wanton. Chang Jiaci had to wait until it was dark before sneaking in. He carefully found an inconspicuous corner to live in, and looked straight ahead at the wealthy family. Staying tremblingly is a whole night.

When the sky was getting brighter, a small hole opened in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment not far away, and a few servants came out first, followed by a young man in official uniform.

When Chang Jiaci saw him, his eyes lit up, and he stumbled to get up, but when he saw that there was another person behind the man, he stopped abruptly.

It was a beautiful young woman in her twenties, who was leaning against the door to bid farewell to the man reluctantly, and even stretched out her hand to straighten the front of his front.

"...Daddy said that you are going to pay a visit to Zuo Xiangfu tonight, so drink less."

The woman's soft voice exhorted, in exchange for the man's gentle smile: "Okay, don't wait for me, go to bed earlier."

The two chatted again in a low voice, and then the man led his servants into the blue-topped sedan chair parked by the door.

The beggar by the wall and the eldest lady in front of Shangshu's mansion watched the sedan chair gradually disappear at the corner of the street. The eldest lady was supported by the maid and turned away, while the beggar's legs were weak and he fell back to the corner.

When I heard the discussions and speculations of those people on the street the day before yesterday, Chang Jiaci was actually [-]% skeptical in his heart. Who is that? That is Lian Tang, the person who treats him closest to him besides his family in the world. He is afraid that he will be cold. Afraid of his heat, afraid of his worry, afraid of his sadness, even at all costs.But now he has abandoned his previous promise and become a treacherous person?Chang Jiaci doesn't believe it, he won't, how could Lian Tang be like this, it's impossible for him to treat himself like this, he must have difficulties, there must be...

So Chang Jiaci decided to see it with his own eyes and listen to that person explain to him all kinds of things for more than a year, but the reality told him that he was wrong?

Lian Tang has indeed become an official and married. He has spare time to drink with his colleagues, and wants to whisper tenderly to his beautiful wife, but he forgot to look back and see that there are two people who are worse than death waiting for him in the distance. Wait for him to come back.

He really forgot...

When Chang Jiaci was leaving, the vigilant guard of the Shangshu Mansion found that the outer corner of the mansion was occupied by a beggar in a dilapidated suit.They immediately went forward and knocked him down to the ground for a good beating. After beating him half to death, they threw him into the street, and then they left satisfied.

The sun had already risen, and the surroundings were bustling with activity. No one cared about the dying beggar. They only lowered their heads and glanced at him when they thought he was in the way. Immediately, they were frightened by the expression on the ground. , couldn't help kicking two feet and dodged unhappily.

Chang Jiaci lay there for a long time with more breath and less breath, so long that he thought he was going to die, but when he moved his cold hands and feet, he found that he was still alive.

It was dawn and then dark, people came and went, and the streets fell silent again.

Standing on his wobbly body, Chang Jia coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and then staggered to his feet. Looking at the chaotic road ahead, he didn't know where to go and what he wanted to do. Should he continue to live?for what?His most important people have already left him, and the yearning, yearning, and sustenance that he relied on for survival have all disappeared. Why does he still insist on it, and why he still suffers from such torture.

Just when he was full of hesitation and despair, a burst of laughter interrupted his thoughts, and he saw two people staggering towards the distance. Under the moonlight, their plain Taoist robes were inconspicuous. Chang Jiaci's eyes at the moment shouldn't be real, but the appearance of that person is already unforgettable in his life. If he can, Chang Jiaci almost wants to burn his face into his soul, and he will have to reincarnate a thousand times He pays in blood!

That was the wandering Taoist who killed Chang's parents and almost took his and Lian Tang's lives!

However, my sister said that she had handed over this person to the family members of the Liang family to take care of him, and told Jiaci not to worry about it anymore, as long as she could study and live in peace, but why... the dead person that my sister said appeared again In the capital?Looking at his appearance, he is pampered and his skin is radiant. Obviously, he is living a good life, not to mention his life, he seems to have never received a severe punishment.

And my sister will not lie to me, so the only possibility is that my sister... was deceived by someone?

Chang Jia had to take care of herself, tried her best to get up, and followed behind with a limp.Fortunately, the two of them were already so drunk that they didn't even notice that there was someone following behind them, and they were laughing while holding up the jug and gulping down a drink, very happy.

The little Taoist next to You Taoist was a little more sober than him. When he reached an intersection, the little Taoist asked confusedly: "Ma, brother Ma... Where are you going? Are you going to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Asked this question, the wandering Taoist priest, that is, Senior Brother Ma, waved his hands frequently: "No... I won't go... I want to go back to the Shaoyao Building... Hehe, go back to the Shaoyao Building... The girls there are more comfortable to serve than the Prime Minister on the right. The mansion is much better...the Right Prime Minister's mansion is disgusting, so, so many rules..."

But the little Taoist hesitated: "But... the right minister said that right now...the left minister is trying to find out his fault with Yang Shangshu and the new champion, and told you not to run around, in case you are captured..."

"Fart, fart... how can I be caught, whoever catches me, I will kill him..." the wandering priest said while shaking the small red porcelain bottle in the other hand, and said, "and ...What does this have to do with me... If it wasn't for the stupid son of the magistrate of Liang's family... coveting the beauty of the Chang family's daughter... To do that scene where the hero saves the beauty, the last time I... was in Chang's mansion, You can kill this Zhuangyuan Lang... how can I find him a way to go to Beijing to overturn the case... This stupid right minister still wants to protect his brother in the Liang family... he is looking for a dead end..."

Brother Ma felt resentful and cursed vulgarly, which made the little Taoist tremble with fear.

"You mean...Your Prime Minister...can't win this time?"

Senior Brother Ma laughed loudly: "Then... Young Master Liang pretended to arrest me, but he released him another day. Do you know why I didn't look back... to kill the Chang family?"

The little Taoist shook his head blankly.

Brother Ma said: "Because... I'm not talking nonsense, that Mr. Chang... has a terrible fate, even if I didn't pull him into the soul-locking formation, he would have died just the same... and killed people close to him ...such a life, why let me waste my energy."

"What about the champion man?"

Speaking of him, Senior Brother Ma stopped his smile, but couldn't stop shaking his head.

"On the contrary... on the contrary... he is the horoscope of Ziwei's horoscope for the tenth life, and the first life is higher than the first... I thought I could turn it around a little by myself... but it still didn't work, it still didn't work... the soul lock On the contrary, he was given a helping hand. Do you think the Prime Minister didn't want to arrest him? Back then... even the general was falsely accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and his whole family was executed, but... the childish Lian Tang could be taken by his servants... to avoid After a disaster, I hid in the Changfu...waiting for an opportunity...I kept it a secret for more than ten years, and it wasn't until last year that the right minister found out about it, so...disturbed the business of the Changfu, and sent me...to think about it He took it down, but in the end...he came to the capital instead...now he is very fond of the emperor. Do you know...how many people have gone to kill him in the past year, but...all returned in vain , Lian Tang can't be killed... can't be killed, Zhuangyuan Lang... can't even be killed, the fate of Ziwei star in the sun year, sun, moon and sun, seeks good luck and avoids evil, not only can overcome all kinds of twists and turns... And, the world... Whoever stands in his way, good or evil, dies."

As the wandering Taoist spoke, his feet went limp and he collapsed on the road, startling the little Taoist who was listening dazedly.

After some whispering, Senior Brother Ma was already drunk and passed out, and the little Taoist himself was also dizzy, so he had to drag him to the side of the road with all his strength, and passed out beside him after he was sweating profusely.

In the dead silence of the cold moon, a figure slowly walked in front of the two people on the ground. His mouth was still scumming with blood, but his face was still pale with shock, his eyes were like two pools of stagnant water, which set off the whole person It's like killing a rakshasa.

After standing still for a while, the man swayed and began to collect firewood. Without firewood, he picked up waste wood, bamboo baskets, and wooden boards, and piled them up in a circle. He took out the porcelain bottle and splashed the wine on the two drunkards, leaving no drop.Then he turned back and walked to a closed shop, stepped on the stone pier and took down the white paper lantern hanging under the eaves, uncovered the lampshade, and took out the flickering candle inside.

At the moment when he let go, threw it, and the fire started, Chang Jiaci's expression was rigid, even looking at the red flame that had been ignited carelessly, and at the two people surrounded by the fire and howling so heart-piercingly, he couldn't help it. His appearance also looks like a walking corpse, the soul has already flown away, only the exorcism that has not completed the mission remains, and persists in the persistent obsession.

Sure enough, he still couldn't die, he found a reason to continue living... that is to make all the people who brought their Chang family here pay their lives!

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Taking advantage of the chaos at the other end, the people rushed to put out fires and rescue people, and Chang Jiaci returned to the [-]th Street. In the quiet night, the lanterns in front of the Shangshu Mansion's Yamen were still bright, and they were as dazzling as the two fires just now.

It's just that this place is not as random as the previous ones. He just stepped here, and he was observed by the keen guards again. Just like in the morning, he was beaten again, but this time Chang Jiaci didn't bear it anymore, but He wailed miserably, and the guard was startled. Just as he was about to stuff his mouth with something, the door of Shangshu Mansion opened.

Shangshu Qianjin happened to be behind the door, so she didn't care about the maid's obstruction, and walked out when she heard the strange movement, and frowned when she saw the scene in the distance.

"What are you doing?" Chang Jiaci heard a soft voice.

After learning the guard's report, the woman looked at the black shadow, only to see that the man was dressed in rags and his face was blurred. Under the restraint of the guards, his extremely thin figure was trembling, which was extremely pitiful.

"Let him go, just give him some money and send him away." Shang Shuqianjin said.

Although the guards were unwilling, they still obeyed the order, took half a sling of copper coins and went over, unexpectedly, the beggar would not take it.

"Don't be shameless!" the guard shouted angrily.

The beggar was taken aback, and tremblingly said: "I... I don't want money, beggars in Beijing also have land boundaries, I don't ask for gold, silver and wealth, I just want to live outside the mansion for a night, so that I can have a place to stay I can sleep peacefully, and I hope Miss will be happy."

His voice was clear and pleasant, which did not match his dilapidated appearance, which surprised Shang Shuqianjin a bit.

"Have you ever read a book?" Shang Shuqianjin was waiting for someone, but she was not in a hurry to go back, but became curious about the beggar.

The beggar said: "I only know a few words in my hometown."

"Where is your hometown? How did you come to the capital?"

Qi'er paused, and whispered the name of a place, which surprised Shang Shuqianjin even more.

"My husband is also from there...I didn't expect you to be from the same town."

"Small... small blessings, how dare you compare with adults."

"It's okay, he always told me that the place has beautiful scenery and beautiful mountains and rivers. If you have spare time, you must go back and have a look. Naturally, such a good place should have wonderful people."

As he spoke, seeing that little beggar's words were neither humble nor overbearing, he felt more and more regretful, so he said to the guards around him.

"Let him spend the night here tonight, you just arrange a place for him."

Thinking that she was afraid that the little beggar would shirk, Shang Shuqianjin said: "My husband often says, 'Being kind makes you brave, and thrifty makes you broad'. Being able to help others is also counted as good luck, so you just accept it."

With the half-strong support of the guards, Chang Jiaci had no choice but to do his best to comply with the kindness. When he was taken to the mansion, Chang Jiaci looked back at the figure standing by the door, who was kind, forbearing, dignified and quiet The idle young lady is truly worthy of that person.

The guards arranged Chang Jiaci in the firewood room, which was considered a tall order for his lowly status. After thanking him, he lay down with his clothes on. After tossing around a few times, he slowly got up, opened the door and walked out.

It was late at night, and the government office was silent. The firewood room was very close to the kitchen. When Chang Jiaci walked to the door, he saw a faint fire burning on the stove, and a small bowl was being stewed.

Just as Chang Jiaci was about to step forward, an old woman walked outside, and when she saw him, she immediately became vigilant.

"You beggar, you have to be taken in by the lady, so be honest. It's so late, what do you want to do here? Our uncle has already returned, let him deal with you carefully!"

Chang Jiaci took a step back and said in fear, "I, I... just want to find some water to drink."

"Go, go, there is a pond at the door, there is not enough for you to drink, do you want me to pour water for you!" The old woman walked to the stove to check the soup in the cup while chasing people away.

Chang Jiaci stared at her back, suddenly moved the tip of his nose, took a breath, and took another breath, his already pale complexion turned grayer.

Seeing that he was still there when the old woman turned around, she raised her voice and cursed a few more times, until she stumbled and retreated out.

After running all the way to the rockery in the garden, Chang Jiaci's chest was still heaving violently.

That taste... that taste... he was too familiar.

After finding out that his sister was pregnant a few months ago, although he knew that the Liang family had a great career, he was afraid that they would not pay enough attention to it, so he asked for medicine everywhere, and even wrote down the best flavors for raising a baby, saving it for later When we met, I sent it to her, but in the end...the person didn't wait, and the medicine didn't work, but Jiaci remembered the taste deeply in his heart.

That's it... that's it... nourishing the fetus and invigorating the qi...

That Miss Yang is already pregnant with Liujia, and the child... besides that person, who else could it be?

Why, why... Without their Changfu, there would be no Liantang, and what did they get? Unknowingly, they took in a prisoner from the imperial court, and then the whole family died tragically. No, why, why treat them like this, why...

For a moment, Chang Jiaci felt his deadly mood surge violently again, and the hatred in his chest rushed higher and higher like a monstrous wave, which made him tremble all over, and made him tightly clenched the red porcelain bottle in his arms, It also inspired a fierce and charming red light in his pupils...