what a good man

She seemed to be unwilling, her eyes were wide open, her eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, blood stained her plain white clothes red, dirty and beautiful.

Wan Fang didn't close her eyes until she died.She told me that the Ji family must perish.

I leaned down and reached out to close her eyes for her.

"The subordinate is late, please forgive me, the general." Mo Ya glanced at Wan Fang, and apologized to his father.

"Hang this bitch's body on the city gate as an example to everyone else." The old man was in a bad mood, and even took his anger out on me, "Put Ji Zhen in the dark room for half a day, and let you carry out the execution without favoritism."

Look, Wan Fang, you really hurt me.

Wan Fang set up a game, and Dad also set up a game.

Dad is safe from all poisons, and I...didn't drink at all.Mo Crow and Wan Ge stood guard outside the window, never leaving even half a step.

Before, I said to my father with a fluke mentality that maybe she is really a woman like a red lotus.The old man shook his head with a calm expression: Ah Zhen, you don't understand.

Although the old man said that, I know that he still has a glimmer of expectation.As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he may be redeemed.

Wanfang, you really let me down.

It turns out that what the old man said is true, not only Wan Fang, but even A Wan's mother...is also an assassin who came to assassinate the old man.Niang Awan wove a huge trap, snatching away his last bit of conscience and compassion.

Mother Awan doesn't love me either...Uncle Zhao and Uncle Xu said that Mother Awan wanted to kill me in the end, but was killed by my father.Whether Dad loves me or not, I don't know.What I know is that A Wan's mother designed to trick my father into taking the sterilization pill, and he will only have me as a daughter in his life.

A Wan's mother just wanted her father to experience the pain of his wife's separation, so she worked so hard to set up a trick, and that trick didn't fool her father in the end.Wan Fang's dilemma became even more obvious.

But I am so sad.

I looked at the red lotus that was crushed by Wan Fang, and a picture appeared in front of my eyes.

Many, many years ago in the summer, by the shimmering pool of the General's Mansion, the pool was full of red lotuses swaying, and the woman in white and the man in black were wandering in the evening sunset together.That woman has extremely gentle and demure eyebrows and eyes.That man's hands were not yet stained with the blood of countless dead souls.

What I want to know is, did mother Awan ever love her father at all?

The dark room of the general's mansion.

The environment here is very poor, the air is filled with the smell of blood and carrion, and there are crying and wailing in the ears.

Mo Crow and I looked at each other with a smile, and gave each other a thumbs up.

Mo Crow was unwilling to execute me and accepted the punishment voluntarily... This idiot, I originally expected him to release some water and strike lightly. ==This is great, the executioner has been replaced by Wange.

Evening Song is almost my dedicated executioner growing up.He has never been soft on me, even if I cry bitterly, it is useless.

He is ruthless, or has no heart at all, which is also an important reason why I won't marry him (isn't he married?).The whip soaked in wine hurt his body, and when it spread, he felt numb.While silently counting the number of whips, I swore secretly that I would give this guy Wan Ge some shoes in the future.The future successor of the General's Mansion, don't you know how to act lightly? ! !

The long execution finally passed, Wan Ge untied the chain, I got up from the chopping board, slapped my buttocks and said triumphantly: "Wan Ge, you don't know how to count, haha, only 99 lashes..." My words Before he could finish speaking, he received another whip on the face.

"The punishment is over." Wan Ge said coldly.

I wiped my face and kicked Wan Ge's stomach.

"Do not use internal force to defend." I kicked him hard again.

Wan Ge's mouth overflowed with traces of blood, but he couldn't escape.

"Young master, stop."

It was not Wan Ge who said this, but Mo Crow.

He had just finished his sentence and, like me, was covered in bruises.

"He hit me in the face!!" I pointed at my face angrily, the pain from the whip is still unbearable.

"Wan Ge, he is only following orders." Mo Ya patted my shoulder, "Ah Zhen calm down."

Mo Ya called me Ah Zhen, begging me as a friend.I glanced at Wan Ge bitterly, and squeezed out a word between my teeth: "Get lost."

Wan Ge never showed any expression from beginning to end. He glanced at Mo Crow and me, then turned and left.

"Mo Ya, I'm not disfigured..." I covered my face with tears in my eyes, "See how much you can score?"

"10 points, sure." Mo Ya said with a smile.

"Really?"

"Fake." The little boy Baifeng walked in from the door with a proud face, holding two cloaks in his hand.The red one is for me, and the black one is for Morow.

"You did what you did before, and you haven't passed the passing mark yet." The little boy Baifeng added fuel to the flames without fear of death.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down my emotions, and then said with a smirk: "Feng Bao, your elder sister and my wealth, how do you deserve it?"

"Then I still deserve the willow pose." Bai Feng threw the cloak on my head, shook her buttocks and left.

"Children are becoming more and more outrageous now, just look at it, what kind of bastard Bai Feng has made you!" I angrily pointed at Bai Feng's leaving back, and complained to Mo Ya.

Mo Crow shrugged helplessly: "Obviously Ah Zhen, you spoiled him."

"Nonsense, let me seize the opportunity, I have to take off his pants and give him a hard spanking! Then draw a turtle on his penis, and see if he dares to be so arrogant to me again!"

"...you." Mo Ya stretched out his hand to help me straighten my hair, and said softly, "Ah Zhen, I'm going on a mission, take good care of yourself, don't be self-willed."

I squinted at him, bared my teeth and claws: "rich, self-willed."

wit and beauty

On the streets of Xinzheng, people come and go.

Wrapped in a red cloak, I walked aimlessly.Mo Crow is going on a mission after being tortured, and Bai Feng is also shaking her little butt and doesn't know where to go to do good deeds. At this time, the people following me... I turned my head and glanced at Wan who was standing not far away. Song.

His eyes never leave me for a moment.Together with Mo Ya, I have the feeling of being taken care of by my elder brother as a younger sister; with Bai Feng, I have the feeling of being a sister who takes care of my younger brother; with Wan Ge... I have the feeling of being watched as a prisoner by the enemy.

Mo Ya is seven years older than me, Bai Feng is three years younger than me, and Wan Ge is the same age as me.Logically speaking, he should understand my feelings best.But he is the strictest and harshest to me.

Dad taught me archery, Black Crow taught me lightness kung fu, Wan Ge taught me how to dance a sword.However, only the courses of Moya, I really feel happy.It feels so good to fly in the air, I feel like I have become a happy little bird too.Although the ink crow said that there is no bird in the world that can fly forever and never need to land.But I know that as long as I am too tired to fly, the black crow will catch me.

Black Crow is my land, the only person I can truly rely on.

Fortunately there is him.

I walked to the shop of Sun Ji Honey Candy Cake. At noon, I was the only one in front of the shop.Old man Sun hurried back and forth in front of the steamer with a peaceful expression on his face. When he saw me coming, he brought out two baskets of sugar cakes and a bowl of bean curd soup without saying a word.

The cooks in the General's Mansion are of course very skilled, and the dim sum they make is full of color, flavor and taste, but I love the candied cakes made by Old Man Sun the most.At first I thought it was because of my unique taste, but then I slowly understood the reason.

Old man Sun's basket of sugar cakes is only a penny, and he can't earn a hundred pennies a day. According to the per capita income of this South Korea, he is still in the middle and lower class.I also heard from Mo Ya that old man Sun lost his son in his early years. There is an old wife in his family who is bedridden all year round. It costs dozens of pennies a month to buy medicines. There is also a grandson who is studying in elementary school. He also needs money every month.Old man Sun always collects the stalls in the evening, and then goes to school to pick up his little grandson.I don't know why he can smile so calmly and calmly when he is in such a predicament.What I know is that for so many years, his sugar cakes are still a penny and a cage.

The daily treatment of the cooks in the general's mansion is ten thousand times that of old man Sun, but I have never seen them smile.The old man has a violent personality. In the summer of the previous year, he ate a grain of sand in the white fungus soup to cool off the summer heat. He gritted his teeth and couldn't help being furious. He ordered the old chef who made the white fungus soup to be beaten to death.I can't remember the voice and appearance of the old chef who is over half a century old. I only remember his skillful hands, which can make ordinary pastries into countless changes.

There are so many souls who died unjustly in the General's Mansion, I often feel that I am actually living in a gorgeous tomb.

"This bean curd soup is a bit salty." I smashed my mouth and smiled at Old Man Sun, "But it has a special flavor when paired with this sugar cake."

"Life is full of tastes, contentment and happiness." When old man Sun said this, there was a light of compassion on his face.

Contentment and happiness... This statement is indeed very reasonable.

I looked at the three remaining sugar cakes in the steamer, and subconsciously went to touch the brocade handkerchief in my pocket, but I couldn’t find it after a long time. It's not an old lady, but you still pack for him? !But if I continue to eat and take in too much nutrition, I will become a fat girl, and I don't want to show off in the market with a fat body.

My gaze caught sight of Wan Ge in the crowd.Holding the sword, he looked at me through a large crowd.

"Come here." I waved to Wan Ge, and he flew over immediately.The wind blew up his long hair on his forehead, revealing a clean and beautiful forehead, and the light softened his resolute facial expression. I suddenly found that the way he pursed his thin lips was not only stubborn, but also a little cute.

"What are your orders, son?"

I pointed to the three sugar cakes in the steamer: "Eat them for me."

Wange was taken aback