The ocean welcomes another sunny day.
Far away, a ship returning from the ocean docked.
People on the island gathered around to see the various specialties, spices, ivory, gold, silver and jewelry brought back by the returning sailors, as well as all kinds of exotic and novel things.
When Ma Su got off the boat, he saw a smiling face of a child in the crowd of onlookers, waving his hands and shouting loudly: "Ah... I want... I want..."
His eyes were fixed on an ivory held by a young man next to him. The young man ran over with a smile: "Young Master, this is an ivory..."
The child stretched out his hand, how could he pick up such a heavy ivory? Giggling, she hugged the thick ivory with both hands like a fish doll, staggered her steps, and fell down on the beach, laughing softly. The child was fat, strong and lively, with a chubby little face like a red star. Apples make people unable to help but pounce on them and take a bite.
Ma Su looked at the two wet nurses beside him in surprise and asked quickly: "Who are these?"
The nanny replied respectfully: "This is the king's son."
The son of King Qin? When did King Qin have such a son
Ma Su was surprised and happy when he saw Uncle Yang who had come after hearing the sound. After all these years, Uncle Yang had become even older. He stooped his back and coughed: "Ma Su, how was the harvest of this trip?"
Ma Su saluted respectfully: "Back to Third Uncle, this transaction was very successful. We have found another way to make a fortune, which is faster than digging for gold..."
"Okay, great. Ma Su, you have made a great contribution this time."
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the meeting room inside. It used to be a large shack where pirates ate, drank, and had fun. Now it has been built into a strong and large house, only for the leaders to discuss business.
Although Ma Su was always calm, he couldn't help but immediately asked: "Third uncle, how come the king has a son?"
Uncle Yang smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that the king is not so lucky. You should recognize this child, Ma Su."
"Oh? I didn't know."
"This is Yue Pengju's son."
No wonder he had just thought that this child looked like someone, but he didn't expect it at the moment. Ma Su asked in surprise: "How could the son of Mr. Yue do this again?"
Uncle Yang shook his head and sighed: "Poor Yue Peng, a famous general of his generation, is also in danger..."
Only then did Ma Su realize that Yue Pengju was completely in dire straits.
But Sanshu Yang obviously didn't want to talk more about this matter, so he changed the subject enthusiastically: "Ma Su, there are more and more women on the island now, and many of them have married and started families. You might as well choose a woman who suits your needs to start a family... "
If you are wandering all your life, why should you call home? Ma Su had never thought about starting a family. For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly thought of a clear face. The secret he had hidden in his heart and never dared to reveal was getting deeper and deeper, almost jumping out of his chest. He felt strange, obviously It was Yue Pengju and his wife who were in trouble. How could he think of Princess Tianwei at this moment
Since Tianwei is a princess, how can there be any disaster
He looked outside. The sun was shining brightly and it was noon. Suddenly, his heart suddenly jumped, as if someone had taken a knife and cut him severely. He felt a little dizzy and quickly held his forehead. There was a drip in the copper pot in the corner. It's exactly three quarters to noon.
On this day, the wind and snow turned into fine light snow. Outside the Meridian Vegetable Market, there was a sea of people, crowded with people watching. A prison van rolled over, surrounded by 500 escorting soldiers in formation.
"Look, that's the fake princess..."
"Really a fake princess? How could she lie for so long?"
"It's ridiculous that the consort married a fake, what should I do..."
"You deserve what you deserve for pretending to be a princess..."
"Who is she?"
"I heard that it was a nun who pretended to be a nun. Because she looked like a princess, she pretended to be the real one..."
…
Amid the commotion, a mysterious figure was approaching. He was dressed as a southern scholar and blended in with the crowd, making him inconspicuous. Even the many guards scattered in the crowd were well hidden in small groups, and there was no trace of him. His whereabouts were discovered.
He watched the prison car slowly approach. The woman in the car had disheveled hair, absent-minded eyes, scars on her cheeks, and black blood on the corners of her mouth. She had long lost her former good looks and noble temperament.
Tianwei, this is Tianwei!
I especially remember the timid girl in Liujia Temple’s Golden Camp, who was astonished at the moment when she first grew up in the Beijing Mansion, and her sincere love for little Lu Wenlong. Little Lu Wenlong also once called her “mom”!
This woman once served him and was one of his pillowcases. Now, she is stuck in a prison car and heading towards hell step by step.
As expected, Zhao Deji made a public announcement in the Meridian Food Market to kill his own sister.
This was the result that he wanted to achieve and it was also the result that he had expected. But at this moment, he was furious: Wang Junhua and Qin Hui, this pair of bastards, how dare they openly disobey their orders!
He was breathing rapidly and no longer cared about being in a crowded vegetable market: "Wu Qimai!"
Wu Qimai stood behind him, his face also as pale as earth.
"Quickly go find Qin Hui, Wang Junhua, this couple of bitches..."
"Fourth Prince, you must not do this."
"Why not?"
"It's three quarters past noon, and everything is too late. Since Qin Hui dared to defy the good and the bad, he must have been prepared. Now that the fourth prince is still in Lin'an, he must be careful every step. Otherwise, if the couple turns against each other and refuses to recognize each other, the four princes will Wouldn’t the prince be in great danger?”
Jin Wushu clenched his fist tightly, and his right hand with two broken fingers formed a very strange shape, like an angry iron ball. His own dog actually dared to bite its owner.
Others are troubled by raising tigers, but I am troubled by raising dogs. At this moment, I feel that the women around me, Yelu Guanyin and Wang Junhua, are all vicious bitches who are ready to bite anyone at any time.
The execution was about to begin, and the crowd kept crowding forward. He was pushed forward involuntarily. When he raised his eyes, his heart was shocked. Opposite him, a woman was desperately pushing her way into the crowd.
She was dressed in black clothes, and her pale face was exposed from the big cloak. Behind her was her small bow. Hidden under the big cloak, only faint lines could be seen. However, he knew clearly - that was Hua Rong, and she was the only one. Only such arrows exist.
He looked away and involuntarily shrank into the crowd. Although she didn't see him, he was still afraid in his bones - he had never been so afraid of this woman.
Is he himself or Zhao Deji the culprit of all this
His heart beat almost out of his chest: What is Hua Rong going to do? What can she do? This stupid woman, is she trying to rob the court? Under such a large army, wouldn't she be doomed
Hua Rong hid in the crowd, holding the dagger on his chest firmly in his hand. On the three floors inside and outside, there were guards everywhere, waving bright swords.
She suddenly felt so empty in the crowd, the surroundings were so empty, there was no one, only herself, only herself and the swords and guns in the world, unable to fight or resist. Under the powerful power of violence, personal resistance is too small. Today is Tianwei, what about tomorrow? Tomorrow will be my husband!
She shouted in her heart: "Tianwei! Tianwei!"
As if Tianwei heard her, she turned to look in her direction, shook her head, and gestured with her lips to say goodbye.
The wind and snow blew down her eyes, and Hua Rong shed tears, holding the dagger in her arms tighter.
Princess Tianwei was pushed out of the prison car and stood on a huge stone slab with her hands behind her back. A jailer suddenly twisted her body and forced her to kneel on the ground. Her black hair was also swept on the stone slab, sweeping up the hair on her head. Wind and snow.
An eunuch came forward and read out the imperial edict: "By God's grace, the emperor issued an edict that a female convict from the nun took advantage of the chaos to impersonate Princess Tianwei and disrupt the palace. Now that she has been identified, she will be beheaded at three o'clock at noon. I admire this..."
Jin Wushu followed the eunuch's voice and looked forward. He saw Tianwei kneeling on the ground with her hands behind her back, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. When she raised her eyes, she seemed to have seen herself in the crowd.
Tianwei really saw him - the fourth prince, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin! It was this man who had humiliated him in every possible way at the Liujiasi Jinying Camp, and tortured him in every possible way at the Fourth Prince's Mansion in Shangjing with Wang Junhua, Yelu Guanyin, etc. Now, after he had finally escaped back to the Song Dynasty, he still wanted to chase him and kill him relentlessly. own.
Devil, this devil deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell.
Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and it was this devil who, together with his people, destroyed the Song Dynasty and caused the Jingkang catastrophe, which led to his own tragedy today.
She shouted at the top of her lungs: "Zhao Deji, Jin Wushu, I will curse you even if I go to the eighteenth level of hell... You will not die a good death..."
Before the word "death" could be uttered, the two executioners swung their swords, one for each. A burst of blood spattered, and Tianwei's body fell to the ground. A wisp of fragrant soul disappeared.
The onlookers held their breath. In the sky, there was only light snow falling silently and the heartbeats of the onlookers.
At dusk, the Meridian Food Market was deserted.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the crowd has dispersed long ago. There are rotten vegetable leaves on the ground, and the occasional wild dog. The surroundings are silent. On the stone slab after the execution, the ice and snow have solidified the blood stains, turning them into dried purple-black.
A wild dog scurried up and plucked a strand of black hair. The hair was covered with ice and snow and had not yet dried up. When the wind blew, it danced in the dusk.
"Woof woof woof..."
The wild dog was hit by a flying gravel and ran away in pain. At this time, a figure slowly walked out of a shadow on the left. He lifted his bamboo hat and looked around, but there was no one else. , she stretched out her hand, leaned down and hugged Tianwei - her head and body were separated.
The formerly beautiful face was covered with blood, and there was a look of relief on her face. Is Tianwei free? Got complete relief? With trembling hands, she pieced "Tianwei" together and carried it to a simple carriage in a hidden place.
The curtain was lowered, and she personally went to the front to set up the carriage and rushed out of the city in the howling cold wind. Along the way, there were jagged graves, all of which were lonely ghosts who had been executed and no one collected their bodies. Some important criminals and criminal thieves etc., in order to act as a deterrent, no one is allowed to collect the corpses. There are skeletons and skeletons everywhere, and the stomachs of wild dogs are not their final graves. There is nothing left in their lives except bones.
Outside Lin'an City, there is a hill with three or five ancient cypresses. The carriage stopped, Hua Rong jumped down, and there was a big shovel next to it. The ground in winter is hard, and every time you dig the soil, you must use all your strength. The shovel joined in silently, she raised her head slightly, it was the prince-in-law, and there were two lines of hot tears on her face.
After all, they are a couple.