A traitor

Su Qinglang raised his head and looked at the ancestral hall in the distance, his expression dazed for a while.

How many years, such a scene has been envisioned in his mind for many years.

One day, he will kneel in front of those old friends, plead guilty to them, and say sorry to them.

However, on that day five years ago, blood flowed across the long street, and all the people he cherished died at his hands, and in the end there was not even a tombstone.

Outside Chang'an City, in the mass graves, hundreds of dead bodies were piled together and buried in that huge pit. He couldn't tell which one was Xie Yu and which one was someone who had laughed and laughed with him and treated him like a relative. personal.

He remembered that Uncle Xie was upright, loyal and brave, he was dignified in front of others, but he was very warm to him, and always liked to take him to the study to discuss the formation of war;

He remembered that Aunt Xie's martial arts skills were strong, but her cooking skills were not very good. The cakes she made were either too sweet or too hard. Every time he and Xie Yu had to eat them bitterly, they had to pretend to eat them with relish.

He remembered that Uncle Xu was a rare and good official with a clean sleeve. Most of the salary he brought from the court was used to help the poor villagers. Once he celebrated his birthday, Uncle Xu's father wrote an inscription for him with four big characters "loyal to the emperor and serve the country". , was complained by Aunt Xu, saying that he did not understand the minds of young people.

However, the clothes she made by herself are gaudy, and he has not had the courage to wear them so far. The two of them have a deep love. Although they are high-ranking officials, they have endured poverty for most of their lives.

There is also Liu Jingzhi's family. Liu Jingzhi has a mean tongue, but Uncle Liu is very generous. Because he is good at water conservancy works, he often visits the mansion to ask for advice. Every time, Uncle Liu will patiently explain to him.

As for Aunt Liu, she died of illness when he was 12 years old. At that time, he, Xie Yu and Xu Hanwen asked Liu Jingzhi to comfort him. I think of my mother being sad.

Over the years, familiar and kind faces kept flashing in front of his eyes, and he never forgot or let go of them.

In the execution ground that year, the sound of wailing, crying and cursing filled his ears, and he could see their anger, the anger that wished they could tear him apart.

Treating villains as gentlemen and wolves as relatives and friends eventually caused the whole family to suffer and be beheaded. At that time, they must have thought they were ghosts and would not let him go, right?

He still remembered that on the day of the execution, Aunt Xie called him to him. She was dressed in rags and was covered in wounds, and she couldn't see her former beauty at all.

Kneeling on the ground, she asked him with tears streaming down her face: "Son, I only ask you one question until now, are you really a traitor for thanking your uncle and aunt?"

He never answered these words, even if he died in Cheng Ying's hands, he still couldn't answer.

Five years ago, he did things against his will and said words against his will. Those words, like sharp arrows, hurt those he cherished.

Five years later, the spiritual seats of those people were placed in front of him, just like their heroic souls, all standing at the other end of the ancestral hall, watching him quietly. At this moment, how could he still say "reverse" The word "thief"?

Su Qinglang looked at it for a moment, then slowly lowered his waist, and kowtowed in the direction of the ancestral hall.

Mei Liusheng stared at him blankly, his heart felt like a needle prick, and he frowned slightly: "Qinglang..."

But seeing him kowtow three times, he stood up, took a step forward, knelt down again, and kowtow respectfully again.

He has never dared to forget his ambition of being loyal to the emperor and serving the country. He has kept that painting by his side until now, but he has no face left.

Although Aunt Xie's dim sum was unpalatable, it was the only one in the world. After her death, he never tasted that kind of dim sum again.

With a calm expression, Su Qinglang stood up, knelt down, and kowtowed again, again and again, walking towards the ancestral hall, but never shed a single tear.

If he could cry, he didn't know how many times he had cried over the years.However, he killed someone, so what right did he have to feel sad?

Su Qinglang knelt step by step, came to Cheng Ying's side, and heard her cry loudly: "Xie Yu, uncle and aunt, have you seen that this dog thief finally knelt in front of you today, you are in heaven! You Ling, if you want revenge, just go to him!"

Su Qinglang's eyes became hot, and he quickly turned his head away, kowtowed, and was about to straighten up, but was kicked by Cheng Ying, and the whole body flew out.

"Heaven has eyes, you bastard, why don't you die? Why don't you die..."

Cheng Ying was about to step forward, but was held back by the soldiers around her, so she could only struggle on the spot, crying and cursing at Su Qinglang.

Seeing this, Mei Liusheng frowned even deeper, and took two steps forward, wanting to walk towards Su Qinglang.

Seeing his actions, the surrounding soldiers immediately became alert, pulled their bowstrings and aimed iron arrows at him one after another.

But seeing Su Qinglang knelt up slowly from the ground, without saying a word, continued what he did just now, kowtowed, and stood up again.

In an instant, Cheng Ying burst into tears. Seeing that he was about to kneel down again, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he grabbed a long spear and hit Su Qinglang heavily on the back.

Su Qinglang was staggered by her beating, he couldn't even stand upright, he just knelt down on the ground, he felt his chest heat up, his blood surged up, he quickly pursed his lips and endured it.

There was disgusting blood between his lips and teeth, he frowned tightly, resisting his injuries, and bent down to kowtow.

Cheng Ying said: "This time, I beat you for your parents. I was conceived in October and raised for many years, but I taught you something that is not as good as an animal!"

She wanted to fight again, but she heard Mei Liusheng yell: "Stop!"

While speaking, he drew out the long sword of a soldier next to him, and jumped forward, trying to capture Cheng Ying, but when he heard the sound of bowstrings, hundreds of iron arrows shot at him.

Mei Liusheng turned around in a hurry, landed on the ground, swung his long sword and opened the iron arrow.At the same time, soldiers with long knives in their hands rushed up one by one, trapping him in the middle.

Seeing this, Chengying drew his sword to save him, but it was too late, a long knife came at him, and while he was dodging, he watched helplessly as the blades of several people rested on Mei Liusheng's neck.

Pointing to the ground, he stepped over the sword that was besieging him, flew to Cheng Ying's side, opened the surrounding guards, and dodged to hold her under the sword.

He frowned and said, "Let go, Young Master!"

Seeing this, everyone turned pale with fright, and one of them shouted: "You let the eldest lady go!"

Chengying frowned again, looked at Mei Liusheng tentatively, and heard him shout: "Chengying, don't let go!"

However, after weighing several times, Cheng Ying finally let Cheng Ying go, the sword fell to the ground, and someone immediately came up and took him down.

Mei Liusheng closed her eyes in resignation, but she heard Su Qinglang cough a few times, and turned around slowly, her face was pale, and blood was dripping from her lips.

She smiled at him and said, "Brother Mei, this is my business, please... don't interfere."

Mei Liusheng had a few swords hanging around his neck, and he couldn't move at all. He frowned slightly, and seeing his expression, he couldn't bear to look any longer and turned his head away.

Seeing Su Qinglang bowing again, Cheng Ying said: "Su Qinglang, Xie Yu treated you like this back then, but how did you treat him?"

Holding a spear, she wanted to go forward, but was held back by the people around her.

The young general looked at Su Qinglang, and reminded in a low voice: "Miss, this person was sent by the court after all, if he dies..."

Cheng Ying opened it with a wave of his hand, and said sharply: "The dog thief of the Su family, everyone will punish him if he dies here today, it will be considered a good deed for the people!"

Saying that, he raised his spear and hit Su Qinglang on the back again. Su Qinglang spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately, put his hands on the ground, and lay on the ground, coughing weakly.

"cool and bright--"

Mei Liusheng's eyes widened, and he was about to step forward, but was forced by the sword around his neck, unable to take a step forward.

He frowned, clenched his fingers tightly, and heard Cheng Ying continue: "This time, it's Xie Yu's classmate for ten years, who loves each other with sincerity, but you are greedy for life and afraid of death, betray their love, and sacrifice your life for your own sake." They died, Su Qinglang, have you ever received retribution?"

Fresh blood flowed down the corners of the lips, and the spilled black hair was soaked in blood, sticking together and sticking to the cheeks.

Su Qinglang knelt on the ground, gasped for a while, then struggled to stand up, staggered, almost fell, but still walked forward firmly.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Ying felt even more grief and indignation in her heart, raised her spear, and hit Su Qinglang's wobbly body with all her strength.

Su Qinglang groaned in pain, and fell directly to the ground, covered in blood, lingering on his breath, unable to stand up again.

"This time..."

Cheng Ying's voice was choked up, and he staggered a few steps back, let go of the spear in his hand, and fell to the ground with a clang, but could no longer utter the words that followed.

Everyone around looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally lowered their heads sadly. Cai Jun looked at Su Qinglang from a distance, and tears welled up in his eyes under worry.

Su Qinglang coughed a few times, struggling to get up from the ground, but fell down, he half propped up his body, panted for a while, and then laughed at himself: "Miss Cheng, I, Su Qinglang, have a poor life, death is not a pity .But... I still have one thing to do, please save my life today..."

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his eyes, due to the serious injury, there was no trace of life in his pale face.

After a pause, he said softly: "Whatever I have done, one day, I will apologize one by one..."

Cheng Ying snorted twice, and said sadly: "Su Qinglang, I knew that you are such a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. In order to live, you don't need any dignity..."

The back injury involved his heart and heart, making him frown in pain.

Su Qinglang coughed, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Yes, I, Su Qinglang, am a despicable and shameless villain. I hope that Miss Cheng will show her your hand and spare my life. Don't argue with a villain like me..."

Hearing what he said, everyone really showed disgusted expressions, and a soldier came over and said: "Miss, let's forget about it today, even if you kill him, you will only dirty your hands."

Cheng Ying looked at Su Qinglang for a moment, then finally snorted angrily, turned around and left.

All the people in the courtyard put away their swords and followed, and some people held Mei Liusheng and Cai Jun down with their swords.

After a long time, only Su Qinglang was left alone. He fell to the ground, looked up at the ancestral hall in the distance, stared for a moment, and then stood up with difficulty.

He staggered, stumbled, and walked forward step by step. Finally, his feet became unstable and he fell down again.

He raised his head, endured the injury, and crawled forward a few times, looking at the ancestral hall with scattered eyes, as if he saw someone who had been lost for many years.

Slowly raised the blood-stained hand, stretched it toward the ancestral hall, and murmured softly: "Xie Yu... Xie Yu..."