The two of them did not say hello and dug hard together. After a while, a pit was formed in the dusk. Hua Rong turned around and walked to the carriage. He opened the curtain with trembling hands and just picked up "Tianwei" when his body tilted. They fell together on the snow. The prince-in-law came over, hugged "Tianwei" and placed her in the pit.
The consort turned around, picked up a package on the snow, opened it, and found a beautiful dagger inside.
"This is her... princess's favorite thing during her lifetime. I saw her playing with it every day. It must be her treasure, so I want to accompany her for a ride... "
The delicate dagger, the faint pattern on the leather sheath has been smoothed out, no matter how many times it has been touched.
Hua Rong nodded and placed the dagger on the left side of the princess, within reach of her hand.
Will a person who has never held a weapon in his lifetime be able to fight and dance when he is reincarnated, control his own destiny, and no longer be at the mercy of others
Two shovels, layers of loess, the ghosts of the kings and grandsons of the past, today's wronged souls, daggers, and fragrant souls are all gone.
The prince-in-law knelt down and kowtowed, then stood up slowly: "I didn't expect that she was a fake princess."
"She's real! A real princess!"
The prince-in-law was shocked. The censorship in Dali Temple Prison clearly announced that she was a fake.
Hua Rong did not explain anymore. Under the imperial power, what Zhao Deji said was true was true, and what Zhao Deji said was false was false. Ordinary people, who can tell what is true and what is false
Behind him, there was another sound of wild dogs barking.
The sound of the rolling carriage completely faded away, and Jin Wushu jumped down from the big tree. Snowflakes were flying, and he couldn't open his eyes. In the prosperous world of the Song Dynasty, the purple magnolia in winter gave off a special fragrance in the dark night - maybe It originally had no scent, but my nose was so weird at the moment that I mistakenly thought the scent of paper money and wax was the scent of flowers.
In front is the famous West Lake. West Lake sings and dances all night long.
He stepped on the embankment of the West Lake and looked around to see the boats of dignitaries adding more charm to the snowy scenery. The red lanterns hanging high, the rich smell of cured meat in the air, and the charming singing voice of beauties:
The copper flowers on the corrugated surface are still cold, the jade woman is fishing with a fiber hook, and the moon is bright in the pond and the pavilion is coming to autumn at night.
Jiang Yan's words are classified as dawn farewell, the water flowers are red and fade like spring break, the west wind and Wujing leaves are sad first.
Sad, sad, he felt curious, who in the Song Dynasty was sad? Zhao Deji? Qin Hui? And all their civil servants and generals
"Fourth Prince, we cannot stay here for long, we must leave."
He didn't agree. In the cold wind, the blood in his veins began to rush again. Is it all because of that terrible poison? When does it occur? Where is the antidote
His footsteps stepped on the lantern amid the layers of shadows.
It was an extremely exquisite palace lantern, but the beauty's face was completely trampled, and then, his big feet almost trampled on the hair of the kneeling woman.
Ignoring the tearing pain, the woman hugged his leg and begged in a hissing voice: "Fourth Prince, the slave couple failed to fulfill your order. All of this was decided by the Nine Kings. The Nine Kings are cruel and want to kill the gods." Wei, afraid that Tianwei will reveal the scandal about Concubine Wei Xian... They are all Nine Kings, his sister. If he wants to kill him, there is nothing the old ghost Qin Hui can do... Qin Hui is just a dog, he can't stop him... Fourth Prince, the Nu family is really ashamed of you... Please You severely punish the slave family..."
She was crying and shouting, her breasts were half-naked, and she was extremely vulgar.
Jin Wushu's foot moved forward inadvertently and stepped on her forehead. She screamed: "Fourth Prince... have mercy on me..."
With blood oozing from his forehead, Jin Wushu slowly moved his feet and sat on the magnificent chair.
Wang Junhua still knelt and did not dare to get up. He raised his head. His fear turned into flattery. The fourth prince forgave himself again. He forgave himself again!
She raised her head, suspecting that she had dazzled her eyes. The fourth prince's eyes were so gentle! But gentle? He stretched out his big hand and wiped the blood on his forehead himself, and said in a gentle voice: "I don't blame you, it's Qin Hui who can't deal with Zhao Deji."
She was overjoyed: "Yes, yes, this guy Qin Hui can't dominate Zhao Deji at all. It's all because of his inability."
The Fourth Prince can blame Qin Hui, but he must not blame himself.
She still knelt beside his legs, and her voice became the charming tone of the past: "Fourth Prince... thank you... for the following instructions, the slave family will never make any mistakes again. Please rest assured."
"Okay. Tianwei's matter was an accident. If it is settled in the future, you and your wife will continue to make great contributions."
Wang Junhua kowtowed and thanked him again, hugged his legs, and said reluctantly: "Fourth Prince, let me serve you. It has been a long time since my family has been able to serve you well..."
Jin Wushu smiled: "There are plenty of opportunities. Once this moment is over, I will take you to Yanjing to spend the summer."
Wang Junhua's eyes lit up, and his whole body felt as if he had taken a big bowl of honey, which was sweet to the bottom of his heart. The resort dozens of miles away from Yanjing has always been a good place for Jurchen nobles to spend their summers, with nasturtiums blooming everywhere and clear lakes. All kinds of game... The Jurchen nobles usually only bring their most beloved concubines and concubines. Now, the fourth prince said that he would bring himself!
She burst into tears of gratitude and hugged his legs tightly: "Thank you so much, Fourth Prince. I can't repay you even if I work like a cow..."
Jin Wushu helped her up and said, "Qin Hui, don't use any more hands and feet then."
The disgust in the eyes of the fourth prince was so obvious, but Wang Junhua was even more relieved. It would be strange if the fourth prince was not angry at all about this incident. However, he only blamed Qin Hui, and thus worried about Qin Hui's future disobedience. She said charmingly Said: "It's okay. Qin Hui doesn't dare to violate the law anymore, I will keep an eye on him..."
"That's good."
As soon as Wang Junhua left, the room returned to silence.
Jin Wushu took off his outer robe, looked at the beautiful new carpet under his feet with disgust, and frowned: "Take it and burn it. All these filthy things will be burned."
"yes."
"Fourth Prince, what should we do with Qin Hui?"
"The prince has made his own decision on this matter."
As soon as it was changed, he sat down again and sneered. These two dogs, who were both good at singing and singing, were really difficult to deal with. However, they had to give up their glory and wealth by themselves. He clenched his fists and spoke again. With your fingers spread apart, there will always be only one fate for the betrayer.
The night is dark and snowy.
Hua Rong rushed back to Yiyuan, one foot at a time. The Yiyuan at Nuoda was dark and empty. She quietly entered and saw a bright light. It was Li Yi'an and her senior sister who were waiting anxiously for her return.
"Sister Seventeen? How is the situation?"
She couldn't answer a word, and sat slumped in front of the charcoal fire, letting out a vague cry of despair. Seeing that they could not persuade her, Li Yian and Senior Sister Gao had to help her into the house to rest.
Not knowing whether she was asleep or awake, she suddenly got out of bed, turned on the lamp, walked to the corner, and opened a large box. In the box were various thunderbolts and caltrops sent by King Qin.
She looked at these things, then went out to eat. The meal was still warm by the stove. She ate three large bowls in one go, then went back to the house, lay down, and fell asleep immediately.
When she woke up again, it was already the dusk of the second day. She was full of energy, as if she had returned to the days of her first marriage. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress, hiding all the firearms, and a big fur coat. All the equipment was ready, she saw Look, nothing is different.
After watching Wanwan die and Tianwei die, when will he open his eyes again? The next one is my husband! He is his only relative in this world.
He Zhu was transferred from the Dali Temple Qing Dynasty, and Wan Daxi was appointed as the Censor Zhongcheng.
He Zhu's deputy at the time, Zhou Wei, naturally guessed the reason why his boss was transferred. Seeing that Qin Hui's minions had been replaced, he couldn't help but feel secretly worried.
On his first day after taking office, Wan Qiqi went to Dali Temple Prison to torture Yue Pengju and others.
He looked at the confessions of several people and was very dissatisfied: "Burn them all. Burn them all. He Zhu is doing favoritism. Now that he has his own family here, you can't break the law again. You must make the prisoner confess as soon as possible and settle the case. To live up to the high expectations of the imperial court."
Zhou Wei and others had nothing to say, so they had to ask the jailer to bring Yue Pengju and others.
Wan Qi laughed ferociously: "Yue Pengju, you were a high-ranking official in your early years. You were arbitrary and tyrannical. You have been in the upper reaches and have been doing evil for many years. What can you say now?"
Yue Pengju said calmly: "Since I started in the army, I have gone into battle to kill enemies and contribute to the country. I have never done anything wrong in my life. I have no sins to confess. I was just framed by national thieves and someone else acted as an aide. Now I have fallen into the hands of you and others. In the past, The military exploits are all evidence of guilt, what else can you say?”
"Yue Pengju, do you still dare to roar in court?"
"Wan Qi Zhongcheng, if you follow Qin Hui and do evil, I'm sure you won't end up well."
Wan Qiqi became angry in embarrassment and said: "Well, you are so rebellious. If you don't use severe punishment, it is impossible to confess. If someone comes, I will be punished..."
Immediately, Yue Pengju was escorted by four jailors and sat on a sharp-toothed stool. A large basin of charcoal fire was placed in the execution hall. There were also eight torturers, each of whom took an iron tongs and a copper coin. He lit a fire in the charcoal fire and took turns scalding Yue Pengju's back...
Yue Pengju gritted his teeth and did not even hum. The spectators heard the "sizzling" sound of the meat being cooked on the charcoal fire, and they were all frightened. In the Song Dynasty, it was explicitly stipulated that lynching was not allowed outside the law, especially in the Dali Temple Prison, which set an example for the world. It was even more forbidden to use torture. However, Zhou Wei and others knew that this was the instigation of Qin Hui and Zhao Deji, so they did not dare to say a word, so they could only turn their heads and close their eyes.
Wan Peng sniffed the smell of burnt black rotten meat and said proudly: "The fake princess can be tortured, but why can't you, Yue Peng, be a martial artist?"
Yue Pengju opened his eyes suddenly: "How dare you torture the princess?" He was in prison and did not know what was going on. He didn't even know that Tianwei had died tragically long ago.
"What princess? A fake maidservant was beheaded by the Meridian Gate yesterday. Yue Pengju, you will follow her underground soon..."
Yue Pengju sat up straight and breathed heavily. Tianwei, she still couldn't escape this disaster.
Zhao Deji could kill Tianwei, how could he save his wife? He was so angry that another wave of hot iron hit his back. He groaned and fainted.
Wan Pengju proudly ordered the cruel staff to pour a basin of water and continue the torture. This time, he changed the "wood sticks", hit one stick, broke off a section, and dozens of sticks. The skin and flesh on Yue Pengju's back were already torn. Then he changed to bamboo sticks. , insert it into the ten fingers... After several rounds of torture, Yue Pengju's such a strong body was already very weak by the evening, and he could only stop speaking.
As soon as he was sent to the cell, Yu Peng, Sun Ge and others gathered around him and were heartbroken. Yue Peng had made great achievements in battle, but he ended up like this. Several of them were also tortured, but no one confessed a word.
Yue Pengju opened his eyes and looked around, but Zhang Xian was not there. He endured the pain and asked, "Where is Zhang Xian?"