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Qinghou captured Wangcheng, and the political situation changed suddenly overnight.

The national teacher Feng Qi is good at observing the stars, the greedy wolf is extremely dazzling in the northern night sky, and the bow and arrow are dim and about to fall, which is a sign that the world's soldiers are about to rise.

This time Feng Qi opened his eyes, and did not sleep on the Huali Pavilion bed that he was familiar with.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and he blinked, but still couldn't see a ray of light.Is it possible that you are blind?He thought to himself, but wasn't too surprised.He knew in his heart that Lu Changqing hated him to the bone, and it would not be unexpected even if his eyes were gouged out.He tried to raise his hand and rub his eyes, but he felt a heavy wrist, and the sound of iron chains sounded rough.

The broken bone made the sound of bones rubbing under the heavy pressure of the shackles, and Feng Qi suddenly broke out in cold sweat.He was already weak, but now that he was shackled, he could barely lift his hands.

At this time, a ray of light suddenly shot down from the top of the head, Feng Qi's eyes were stung, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Someone from above threw down a few hard objects, and then there was the harsh metal collision sound of the iron bars, and the light disappeared.Only then did Feng Qi realize that he was not blind, but was locked in a dark dungeon.

Did the bitter plan succeed? Lu Changqing didn't kill him. Feng Qi felt a little lucky in his heart. He reached out to touch the thing that had just been dropped from above.

It's a few hard steamed buns.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. At this moment, his stomach was full of pain, and he tried to grab the steamed bun several times, but it fell halfway.He froze for a moment, staring blankly at his hands for a while.After a long time, he smiled wryly and shook his head.

He couldn't even hold a steamed bun.

After sitting silently for a while, he smiled in relief, slowly bent down, took the steamed bun with his mouth, and took a bite.

The dry and hard thing gave off a musty smell, Feng Qi thought to himself, in such a field, he didn't know if he would eat the last meal, and the most important thing was to preserve his energy, so he tried his best to swallow it without chewing.After eating half a dry steamed bun, his throat was dry and sore, and he couldn't take another bite.He fell on the ground and groped around, but he couldn't find a bowl of water.

Feng Qi knelt quietly, at first he felt that his ears were too quiet, but gradually he felt the continuous tinnitus, which became more and more sharp.He knew it was because the surroundings were too quiet, so he tapped his fingers on the ground lightly, making small rhythmic sounds. After tapping for a while, the tinnitus was dispelled.

Alone in the dark, he couldn't help thinking of many past events. After thinking about a few things, he began to try to recall the delicacies he had eaten before.Plates of delicacies presented one by one in his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

After thinking about the delicacies, he began to recall the fancy clothes he had worn.He never treats himself badly when he eats and clothes, enjoys it when he can enjoy it, and is not stingy when he needs to cut off his limbs.

Feng Qi thought about it several times, his head became dizzy, and he couldn't sit still.He fell slowly, and suddenly felt a little hard to breathe.The hands, ankles and wrists bound by the shackles became increasingly hot and unbearable, and his thoughts began to wander.

Whether it's a jade plate or delicacies, or a fancy dress or crown, he can no longer think about it. The only thing rooted in his mind is that old friend who was independent of Ling Feng ten years ago.

——Feng Qi, you and I have an appointment, and we will never forget it after many years.

Feng Qi woke up suddenly, and the sound of iron bars opening and closing came from above his head again.This time the light was bright for a long time, Feng Qi's eyes gradually adapted, and he saw a jailer coming down the rope.

Feng Qi saw that the dungeon looked like a deep well, and the only way to enter it was to put a rope down from the top. Once the rope was retracted, the people at the bottom of the prison would have no way out.This prison is called "Jing Prison". The treasonous ministers of King Wen's time were imprisoned here.

The jailer who came down used a key to unlock Feng Qi's hands and feet, tied him to a rope, and was pulled up by the people above.

As soon as Feng Qi's feet touched the ground, he couldn't stand upright, and his head became more and more dizzy.He was carried by two people and sent to a palace.After entering the palace, Feng Qi looked up and glanced, the snow in the courtyard had not yet melted.He remembered that there was light snow on the day of the siege, and the fluttering snow was very beautiful.Maybe it has fallen heavily later, or it has been snowed again in the past few days, which is why it has accumulated so thickly.He thought lightly in his heart, looking at the snow scene was extraordinarily peaceful.

In the hall, Lu Changqing, with his long black hair untied and a long blue cloak over his shoulders, was sitting at the table drinking silently.An iceberg jade face, reflecting the white snow is becoming more and more cold.

When he was a child, this child gave people the impression of being very ordinary, but he unexpectedly grew up to become an ice beauty, with a sense of desolation in his bones.

While Feng Qi was thinking this way, he was pressed down on the ground beside his feet by the palace servants.

Lu Changqing waved the palace people away, but still sipped his wine and said nothing.Feng Qi felt that he might be admiring his embarrassed posture.Let him appreciate it, and I won't lose anything because of it.Feng Qi raised the corners of his mouth and thought freely.

At this moment, Lu Changqing put down his wine glass, and threw a large stack of memorials in front of Feng Qi, "Do you know what these memorials are written on?"

"It's all a letter requesting that you be sentenced to death."

Lu Changqing sarcastically said: "National teacher, you did all the treacherous things back then, but you didn't know how to leave a way out for yourself. Now that the king is dead, you have no backing, and even the old ministers of the Zhou Dynasty would like to kill you quickly .”

Feng Qi didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly, "Qinghou promised that as long as I lick your boots clean, you will spare my life. If you forget, I can lick it again."

Lu Changqing suddenly stopped drinking and looked at this man.Mingming said such shameless and embarrassing words, but his tone was soft and natural.Such a man not only makes people feel extremely humble, but also gives people an inexplicable sense of aloofness that despises the world.

"Of course I won't break my promise," Lu Changqing looked back and snorted coldly, "Besides, it would be too cheap to let you die easily."

As he spoke, he held out a bronze mask.

The mask has a funny face that actors often wear. The corners of the mouth hooked to the earlobe, the eyes narrowed into slits, and the big abrupt nose all make people feel ridiculous.

"I'll give you two choices, one is to divide the body into five horses," Lu Changqing said, "the other is to wear this mask for the rest of your life and be a dumb servant in the palace."

Obviously there is no room for choice, but Feng Qi responded patiently: "Then I will choose two."

Such an attitude gave Lu Changqing the illusion, as if all the revenge and abuse he inflicted were as childish as playing house wine in Feng Qi's eyes.His resentment, this man seems to have never taken it to heart.However, apart from his life, this man seemed to care nothing about everything.Don't you really have no bottom line, Feng Qi?Lu Changqing wished to know his weakness immediately and see how helpless he looked.

Lu Changqing opened the two copper locks on the back of the mask, put them on Feng Qi's head, and locked the locks behind his head.The man's beautiful face is locked behind the mask, and the expression of the mask shown to people is always a funny smiling face.

Only that black hair like ice silk, hanging outside the mask, was still fresh and charming.

"I will ask someone to fix your tendons. From now on, you will be a lowly servant in the palace. If I hear you say a word again, I will tear you apart." Lu Changqing provoked Feng Qi's words. His chin, but his fingers could only touch the cold and hard mask.

Feng Qi wanted to answer, but paused for a moment, then only nodded slightly.

Feng Qi was too submissive, and Lu Changqing's original humiliation failed to achieve the desired effect. He felt that the anger in his heart was not only not gone, but even more intense.

"Feng Qi, Feng Ming means Qishan. You lowly servant is not worthy of such a name, I think you are only worthy of being called a cat and a dog!" Lu Changqing walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

As soon as Lu Changqing left, Feng Qi was taken to a servant's residence in the palace.As expected, Lu Changqing did not break his promise, and the next day he sent an imperial doctor to connect the broken tendons in his hands and feet.

This place is inside the Forbidden Palace, and all the eunuchs who work as low-level handymen live there.Although these eunuchs are from the old palace, they have never seen such a high-ranking official as a national teacher because of their low status.What's more, Feng Qi is wearing a mask, so no one can recognize him.

On the second day after he got his tendon in his arm and leg, the steward assigned Feng Qi a job of moving bricks.A lot of the palace was burned down by the Qing army that night, and it is being renovated in recent days.

When Feng Qi was young, he used to fight with the army, so he had some background.Afterwards, he stayed in Wangcheng and worked as a hands-off shopkeeper for many years, and these foundations were almost worn out.After forty years of age, his body and bones are not as strong as before.

Now that the tendons in his hands and feet have just been reconnected, he really can't bear to do physical work like lifting bricks.

After moving for a day, his wrists and ankles were swollen and shiny. He sat on the stone to rest, watching those eunuchs who were not tall but strong ran wildly to grab food.

Feng Qi's stomach is empty, but he has no appetite.After watching them finish eating, he followed them back to their residence.Feng Qi thinks these little ghosts are very interesting, they like to chat about big and small things inside and outside the palace.It's just that Feng Qi is probably very boring in their eyes, because wearing a mask can't see his expression, and he doesn't say a word.

Walking and walking, I only heard a little eunuch say: "Have you heard that the national teacher was divided into pieces by five horses!"

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: Poor Dao is standing beside you in good condition, and he even moved more than [-] bricks today.

He naturally knew what was going on in his heart. It must be that Lu Changqing found a surrogate to be executed in his place in order to calm everyone down.In this way, everyone in the world knows that Feng Qi is dead, so the current self is really just a nameless slave.

Feng Qi smiled casually under the mask.He never cared who he was.

"Hey, dumb, change the bed with A Dou, he farts when he sleeps, it stinks to death!" After returning to the Datong shop where he lived, a little eunuch said with his hands on his hips.

Feng Qi tilted his head, stretched out his hand and gestured a few times in his palm.

The little eunuch frowned, "What did you write, I can't read."

Feng Qi pressed his forehead and sighed, pointing to himself, pointing to the wild cat curled up by the stove to keep warm.Although the little eunuch was illiterate, he had a unique comprehension ability, and immediately understood, "You said you are a cat?"

Feng Qi took the trouble to make gestures a few times in an unhurried manner.The little eunuch slapped his thigh, "You said your name is A Mao!"

Feng Qi gave him a thumbs up.

The little eunuch laughed loudly, and when the other eunuchs heard it, they also booed and laughed.

Feng Qi showed no signs of embarrassment, but followed them with a good-natured smile behind the mask.

Whether it's Feng Qi or Ah Mao, it doesn't matter at all.He always knew who he was.Do you think calling him a cat or a dog makes him really a cat and a dog?I am afraid that only Lu Changqing is so naive.

Ah Man, do you really want to hate me for the rest of your life?Feng Qi lay on the bunk and listened to the snoring of the children around him, looked up at the winter night starry sky under the quilt, and sighed softly.