Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

night, late at night.

At this moment, the prison in Kaifeng Mansion has completely quieted down.Before that, there were faint human voices reverberating in the empty corridor, but now even this little voice disappeared.The walls made of boulders seem to have the ability to absorb everything, making all sounds and lights invisible.A tired caterpillar slowly crawled across the cold ground covered with dry grass, carrying a breath of death.

Feng Junheng still couldn't fall asleep.

In fact, he hasn't really had a good night's sleep since his incarceration.Although it was wet, cold, dirty and smelly here, the harsh environment alone could not make Feng Junheng fall into this situation.

He dared not sleep.

The night was getting deeper, and the empty silence continued to slowly expand in the prison, oppressing the prisoners in it.The darkness blurred people's vision, and as far as the eye could see, everything that was motionless seemed to be trembling constantly, and accompanied by slight deformation.Hearing the even breathing of Yan Chasan next door, Feng Junheng couldn't help feeling disgusted again.

From the first sight, he didn't like this Yan Chasan.Not only because the other party overwhelmed himself in every way, but also because this person looked like a hypocrite.Feng Junheng can still clearly remember the first time they met. At that time, he had just left from the cousin of the Liu family, but at the door he met Yan Chasan who had just arrived in Liu's mansion—a tall horse, a beautiful dress and a jade crown, even in Yan Chasan's house. When he was helped off the horse by his little boy, he also noticed Feng Junheng, and politely nodded and smiled.

Feng Junheng could almost feel the indifference and sarcasm contained in that impeccable smile. He saw the polite mask of the other party, and consciously saw the hypocrisy under the mask.He asked Feng's An in private, and learned that Yan Chasan married Miss Liu's family from a young age, and this time he came to Beijing to take the exam and married Miss Liu's family.

At that moment, Feng Junheng's heart seemed to be bitten severely by a jealous snake.He had never hated a person so much, and even found it unbearable to be under the same sky.

As early as three years ago, when he first met Miss Liu, he fell in love with that beautiful and kind girl.Feng Junheng himself is a white man. Although his family is not in financial difficulties, it cannot compare with the Liu family's family business.However, he was still hopelessly in love with Miss Liu's family, and he got deeper and deeper.

Feng Junheng thought that his infatuation would one day impress Miss Liu's family, just like what is said in the story book - lovers will eventually get married.However, the appearance of Yan Chasan made all this impossible.Feng Junheng was so jealous that he even sneaked out of Miss Liu's boudoir at night, wanting to rush in to express his feelings to Miss Liu.

It was at this time that he heard what the young lady's wet nurse said to the young lady - "Miss might as well write a note to Yan Sheng and ask him to meet him at the corner gate outside the garden. When the time comes, give him the package and send him away earlier." Just leave."

Feng Junheng's heart beat wildly. At first, he thought that Miss Liu's family also hated Yan Chasan and wanted to send him away.But when he continued to listen, he found that it was not the same thing at all: it was Liu Yuanwai who disliked Yan Chasan.But the nurse's real suggestion is to give Yan Sheng some money, let him find a place to study hard, and then marry the young lady after he wins the first prize in the exam.

Feng Junheng, who was listening to the corner of the wall outside, felt ashamed, left the lady's boudoir in a daze, and wandered around the Liu mansion like a wandering soul.

Until he reached the corner gate outside the garden, suddenly, an idea popped up uncontrollably.Standing behind a bush, Feng Junheng couldn't help trembling, because of the perfect plan he had just thought of.

The young lady sent copybooks to Yan Sheng, she must have sent her maid, Xiu Hong, to deliver them to Yan Sheng.If he could find the right time, he would be able to steal this note - if he lost the copybook, Yan Sheng would definitely not dare to keep the appointment.When the time comes, he will wait for the young lady outside the corner gate, and if he confides his heart, is he still afraid that things will not work out?

If the lady is still stubborn, the note to Yan Sheng is still in his hand.I believe that Miss Liu still values ​​her innocence as a boudoir, and she can't bear to accuse a man of this in private.

This was originally a seamless plan, but what Feng Junheng did not expect was that it was not the young lady who came to the appointment, but the servant girl Xiuhong.When Xiu Hong screamed in panic, Feng Junheng rushed over and covered Xiu Hong's mouth.The panicked girl struggled in his arms, but Feng Junheng looked at the moon covered by dark clouds, and had a bolder idea.

If Xiu Hong died here, with the note asking Yan Chasan to meet beside him, then Yan Chasan would be completely speechless.

This moment seems to be very short, but also seems to be heart-wrenchingly long.Feng Junheng slowly moved his hand up, and covered his embroidered red mouth and nose coldly.Xiuhong's struggle became more intense, and she continued to twitch.Feng Junheng's gaze remained on the bushes in front of him, but his mind was blank.

Gradually, the struggle of the person in his arms became weaker and weaker, and after a while, he completely stopped moving.

Feng Junheng let go of his hand, and calmly watched Xiuhong's body fall to the ground with a "plop".He took out the note in his arms and threw it on the ground, but happened to come across a fan - he went to look for Yan Chasan during the day, but was humiliated by the other party, Feng Junheng couldn't get angry, so he played a rogue and snatched it away The opponent's fan.

With a "snap", Feng Junheng also threw the fan on the ground with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: as long as he takes back his fan while others are unaware, then Yan Chasan's murder charge will be confirmed.Forgive him, a scholar in a poor country, and he will not have the opportunity to make connections for himself and escape the death penalty.

Suddenly there was a sound of "Huolang", and Feng Junheng in the prison opened his eyes suddenly, and saw two yamen servants dressed in black walking over with chains.

"Feng Junheng, the criminal, is in court." The man smiled strangely, his eyes shining coldly in the dark night.

Feng Junheng couldn't help being startled, and said in a daze, "Isn't it night?" No one answered him, and the two clerks picked him up, and dragged Feng Junheng out roughly.Feng Junheng struggled in panic, but was bound firmly by the cold chains.

The two yamen servants dragged him all the way to the lobby of Kaifeng mansion, and threw him on the court with a bang.

There was a "pop", and a deep and majestic voice came from above, shouting slowly: "Shengtang!"

"Mighty!" The yamen on both sides elongated their voices. I don't know if it was Feng Junheng's illusion. He seemed to feel that even the voices of the yamen on both sides were more cold and gloomy than in the daytime.

However, when Feng Junheng raised his head again, he had already calmed down, and his eyes met Bao Gong, who was above him, and he remembered the other party's title of "Survey Yang by day and Judge Yin by night".

"Feng Junheng, are you convicted?" Bao Gong's voice was not high, but it lingered in his ears for a long time.

Feng Junheng kowtowed and said: "Return to your lord, the grass people are innocent."

Bao Gong slapped the gavel suddenly: "You are so brave, you dare to lie to the government!"

"Every sentence in Caomin's mouth is true, and I ask you to learn from me." Feng Junheng replied without thinking.

Bao Gong sneered, and suddenly threw a piece of paper down on his head and face, and said, "How dare you argue! The government has already received the confession of the wronged soul, what else do you have to say?"

Feng Junheng's heart skipped a beat, he narrowed his eyes, picked up the piece of paper fluttering in front of him, and quickly scanned it under the dim light.

Then a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Xiu Hong has always been by Miss's side, so she learned how to write and draw like Miss, and her brushwork is exactly the same.If others could not recognize their handwriting, Feng Junheng was already very familiar with Miss Liu's handwriting - the handwriting of this confession accusing him of murder was exactly the same as that of Miss and Xiuhong.

"Hurry up!" Bao Gong slapped the gavel again.

However, Feng Junheng had already stabilized his mind. He had just glanced over it in a hurry, and he saw that the confession was vague and vague. Although he was identified as Feng Junheng's murderer, the whole story was covered in one stroke.He sneered in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He kowtowed again and said, "My lord, this is a fabrication out of thin air, framing the blame. The grassroots are bold, please ask the lord to bring Xiu Hong to the court and confront him in court."

He thought to himself, how can we continue watching your play now.

However, Bao Gong suddenly laughed when he heard this, and he said: "I really don't want to give up until I reach the Yellow River, come on, Chuanxiu Hong is on the court!"

Feng Junheng raised his head suddenly, and his heart beat wildly in an instant.

A gust of wind blew by, and Feng Junheng smelled a faint aroma of cosmetic powder, and felt that this smell was indescribably weird, as if it was mixed with another pungent smell.He trembled slightly, but suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing across his cheeks.As soon as Feng Junheng raised his head, he suddenly saw a girl with a pale face and protruding eyes silently appearing in front of him.

That face was embroidered red.

Feng Junheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly fell back, his eyes widened, staring at the person in front of him.And Xiu Hong just looked at him coldly, and even leaned forward when Feng Junheng was leaning back, always staying very close to him.

Feng Junheng suddenly realized what that weird pungent smell was - it was the smell of lime and rotting corpses.

"Xiuhong." Baogong called out lightly in the courtroom.

The embroidered red face seemed to be distorted for a moment, reluctantly drifted away, stepped back a little, then knelt down and kowtowed to Bao Gong.Feng Junheng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and his blurred vision began to return to normal.

He secretly looked out of the corner of his eyes to see if there was any shadow beside Xiu Hong, but he gave up because the lights in the lobby were too dim.

"You sued Feng Junheng for killing you, but is it true?" Baogong asked.

After hearing this, Xiu Hong just kowtowed to the hall, then held her throat and said "ah" a few times, then turned suddenly to Feng Junheng, his cold eyes made him tremble all over.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Junheng realized that Xiuhong couldn't speak because she was strangled to death by herself.He couldn't help trembling all over, because he realized that he still had a chance of life.

He shouted loudly: "My lord, you are wronged!"

The author has something to say: After writing it, I suddenly discovered that there is no protagonist in this chapter—at least not in name︿(￣︶￣)︿