Immediately after the death of the master

Xiao Shizi has been squatting at the door of Wanshi Pavilion, bought the freshly baked peach cakes, stuffed the hot peach cakes into his arms, and hurried back happily.

He just wants his beloved wife to have the best peach cakes.

Xiao Shizi struggled to get up, and with great effort, he managed to crawl into Liu Wanmiao's arms. He tightly hugged Liu Wanmiao's waist, buried his face in her arms, and did not want to look at Liu Wanmiao again. the world around.

Even though countless evidences were in front of his eyes and the murderer had surrendered himself, the victim was still unwilling to accept the reality.

Liu Wanmiao had a crying expression on her face, she gently placed Taosu in the pool of blood, and slowly patted Xiao Shizi's back with her free hand.

"Fu Yong'an, at this time, let's be honest. Whether you hate or resent me, even if you want me to be buried with you, I will bear it."

Xiao Shizi still buried his face in her warm and fragrant embrace, unwilling to raise his head. He was immersed in this false warmth until the blood dried up and his arms could no longer support his body.The weak arm loosened Liu Wanmiao's waist, and Xiao Shizi rolled to the ground full of blood and mud.

He knew that he was going to die soon, and it would be too late if he didn't leave his last words.

So, Xiao Shizi spoke, his voice was as light as a mosquito, like a flame that would be blown out at any time.

"I love you."

At the last moment of his life, Xiao Shizi was still unwilling to let go of that hand.

"Also, I don't blame you..."

"I do not blame you."

"I love you."

The parrot on the side fluttered in the cage, imitating the last words of its owner.

When Xiao Shizi was around, Liu Wanmiao wanted to leave him her most beautiful side; after Xiao Shizi passed away, she no longer had the need to suppress herself.She knelt beside Xiao Shizi, hugged his gradually freezing body, and burst into tears.

She is the person who cares most about her appearance, even if she cries, she still cries until she is pear blossoms and raining, which makes people love her.But this time, she let go of all her burdens and cried hoarsely, her face distorted.

While crying, she grabbed the peach cake soaked in blood, like a starving ghost, and stuffed it into her mouth in large chunks. The peach cake filled her mouth to the brim, her cheeks bulged, and tears and snot flowed freely. , there is no ladylike appearance left.At this moment, she is more like a desperate female animal than a calm and rational human being.

Eating too fast, and the peach cake was too dry, she coughed violently, and the blood-stained peach cake crumbs splashed out with the sound of her coughing, completely staining her goose-yellow skirt that was already out of shape.

I walked from the shadows to the sunlight, lifted her up from the ground, patted her on the back, helped her calm down, and comforted her:

"It's okay, there will be better things in the future."

"No! There will be no better! Although he is lustful and greedy for money, he is an idiot who was used as a knife!"

She strangled her own neck with such strength that she could almost strangle people to death, her face was flushed red, and the rest of the words were almost spoken in a breathless voice.

"But—there's no one in the world who has treated me better than this fool."

I forcibly broke away her hand strangling my neck, trying to take her away from this sad place.She threw me away, and in the pool of Xiao Shizi's blood, she danced, made noises, and was hysterical, like a vexatious shrew.

In the end, she squatted back beside Xiao Shizi's body, unwilling to get up again.

"I do not blame you."

"I love you."

Liu Wanmiao opened the cage and held the parrot in her hands, the parrot was still repeating these two sentences.

"I don't blame you, I love you." Like a parrot, I silently stroked the jade pendant on my waist. This jade pendant was given to me by the Nine Princes on the Fireworks Festival, and it was my favorite thing.Raising my head, I looked at the rolling eaves of Prince Gong's Mansion, and with a long sigh, I recognized Liu Wanmiao's foolish words.

"Yes, it won't be any better."

That person is not beautiful, but in this life, we only met that person at the most coincidental time, so there will be no better.

The parrot struggled in Liu Wanmiao's hands and changed the lines.

"I love you too...ga—"

The parrot who witnessed the whole process spoke his last words before being killed by his mistress herself.

I don't know who I learned from.

152,

Wang Yu's secret letter was sent back——

The task is largely completed.

As expected, Ji Qingshuang, using the king of Zhongshan as a bait, ordered Wang Yu to respond quickly, and led five thousand Qingqi troops from the Ji family to go deep, only to kill the king of Zhongshan.

As a result, they fell into the double ambush of Li State and Zhongshan State. Zhongshan State's [-] cavalry, Li State's [-] troops, and [-] light cavalry were trapped in the valley.

Ji Qingshuang resisted desperately for five days, but before the reinforcements arrived, he failed to commit suicide and was captured.

Wang Yu used military orders to suppress the remaining Ji family army, but failed. In order to rescue the commander, the [-] Ji family troops defied the military order and desperately turned out Ji Qingshuang.

Six thousand men went out to fight, but only a few hundred returned.

But the Ji Qingshuang they rescued was already a useless person.

The king of Zhongshan hated Ji Qingshuang very much. During the few days of being captured, Ji Qingshuang was tortured. Her right hand holding the gun was destroyed, and her finger bones were broken; scars.

When I put down the letter and closed my eyes, Ji Qingshuang's former heroic figure appeared in front of my eyes.

During the seven years of the Frontier Fortress, Ji Qingshuang stared at the brat's martial arts whenever he was free. Martial arts on the battlefield are not those ostentatious ones that can be played very well by one person. Showing the skills of the battle on the battlefield requires two people to practice. improvise.

Due to the love rival relationship between Ji Qingshuang and me, and the fact that I can be regarded as the half guardian of the little boy, unfortunately, the position of accompanying the demonstration can only be taken by me.It was said to be accompanying the demonstration, but in fact it was just being beaten. Ji Qingshuang used her various martial arts to crush me in fancy ways, and she didn't show the same thing every time.

Seeing that I was beaten up by Ji Qingshuang, the little boy was so eager to move, but he was not as violent as Ji Qingshuang. When we practiced against each other, he only had to be beaten.Many times, I would vent my anger at being bullied by Ji Qingshuang on him.

When I beat up the little boy to vent my anger, Ji Qingshuang would often stand on the hillside with a spear in his hand and ride a white horse, looking at us with a smile on his face.

At that time, we were struggling in a rapidly changing battlefield where human life was like a dog, and we might die at any time. The comrades in arms around us were our last reliance.

At that time, we never had irreconcilable conflicts, big disputes, a fight over wine, and a fight after drinking, everything was resolved.

At that time, we never thought that one day in the future, we would come to where we are today.

The common enemy has disappeared, various academic opinions and political stances are contending together, and friendship and friendship are silently dispelled under the irreconcilable differences.

A magnificent temple is far more terrifying than a battlefield that bites each other.

At the end of the letter, Wang Cheng’s handwriting trembled and the ink smeared. He asked me:

[Master Li, Ji's army is no longer in the limelight, should I...kill Marshal Ji? 】

I opened my eyes, picked up my pen, and wrote down my answer.

On the second day after receiving Wang Qiang's letter, the conspiracy to frame the old Prime Minister Ji was closed.

The real murderer provided the "evidence" of the old prime minister's assassination of Xiao Shizi in court. The emperor was furious, and was so angry with the "rebellious" old prime minister Ji that he vomited blood.Hei Yuwei, who had been waiting for a long time, took the opportunity to rush to the court, and wanted to put the "rebellious minister" into the prison.

I watched this funny show with a blank face, the confusion on the boy's face, the grief on Xu Yuque's face, the crazy smile on Ji Qinghe's face, the panic of the old prime minister's disciple, and the high-ranking emperor who couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.The authority is intertwined, political opinions are divided, and the struggle for power ruthlessly tears up all tacit understanding and friendship.

From the moment Ji Qingshuang was abolished and Ji's family army was defeated, Prime Minister Ji's defeat was already doomed, and he accepted his ending frankly.

Prime Minister Ji chose to leave by himself. He refused the restraint of the guards and calmly left Chengtian Palace where he had fought for half his life.

When passing by me, the old prime minister glanced at me.There is still an indelible light in his aging eyes, even though he has reached a dead end.

From this moment on, the Ji family fell together, Qingluan's wings were broken, and she no longer had the ability to soar into the sky.

After that, there was only one five-horned golden dragon in the sky of Dayu Kingdom.

The scorching sun at noon hangs high above Chengtian Temple, and no cloud can cover the brilliance of the scorching sun.

153,

After Prime Minister Ji was imprisoned, Xu Yuque came to me. He wanted to see Prime Minister Ji for the last time.

After the establishment of the new dynasty, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment were essentially grasshoppers on a vine. As the Zuodu Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, it was not difficult for me to bring someone into the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

In collusion with the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, I made Xu Yuque wear the clothes of a jailer, and brought him into the prison in a grand manner.

I have lived in the sky prison for a long time. I know better than anyone what kind of piss is here. The various forces have placed personnel here. Their only purpose is to silence their own people and torture the enemy. Bury the truth or secret forever in this dark dungeon.There were two reasons why I was able to get out of the sky prison alive back then. One was that someone bribed someone from the Ministry of Criminal Justice for me, so the severe punishment did not fall on me;But the old prime minister is not as lucky as me. He is over seventy years old, and no one in the prison dares to hold back the old prime minister.

The first time Xu Yuque entered the sky prison, I am not even sure whether the old prime minister is still alive under the harsh environment and torture.

The air smells of rancidity and blood, and the prison