"Zhu Chunming collaborated with the enemy and treason, and framed Zhongliang. His crime is unforgivable. Everyone in the Zhu family, etc., will be arrested and imprisoned..."
"...Everyone wait, let's make a decision..."
Sharp sounds echoed in the air, and groups of brightly-armored Imperial Guards were seen with swords.
Thousands of people were surrounding them applauding and cheering, firecrackers were blasting, and countless stones were thrown at the prisoners being escorted.
"Miss..." Lingyuan raised his head from the prisoner team.
Cold light flashed and blood splattered everywhere.
"Miss?" A worried voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Gu Shiba Niang opened her eyes suddenly and felt a layer of cold sweat on her head.
The night was thick, and the noise in the market had faded away. The carriage was walking on both sides of the houses. She was holding a steaming bun in her arms, and beside her was Ling Yuan, who looked worried.
Which one is a dream
She couldn't help but reach out and touch Lingyuan's face, her tentacles were warm.
This sudden movement made Lingyuan's body stiffen, and his fingers with a slight chill had already left.
"Did I fall asleep just now?" Gu Shiba Niang rubbed her face gently, seeming to ask but also talking to herself, seeing that she was covered with Lingyuan's big cloak.
"Yes..." Lingyuan whispered, frowning tightly, "Miss... I'm too tired..."
He shouldn't have come to drive for the young lady, coveting this short journey in the dark night.
He waved his hand and whipped, and the carriage suddenly accelerated.
"Not tired, not tired..." Gu Shiba Niang said with a smile, sitting upright and brushing the cloak on her body. This was a fine fox fur cloak. This kind of cloak was not something that any powerful person could have.
Her heart suddenly sank again.
In that life, she naturally did not have the opportunity to witness how the new emperor ascended the throne and how Zhu Chunming had his house confiscated and beheaded, but various versions of the details were widely circulated among the people.
I heard that someone else made a statue of Zhu Chunming and placed it in front of the tomb of General Ye Zhen for others to cast aside.
When Shen Anlin returned from her great work, she was greeted with double happiness. The family happily prepared to send her to the capital. The little maid next to her also happily said that she would accompany her to the capital to see it. But instead of a carriage coming to pick her up, she was greeted by a carriage. Paper divorce letter. . . .
She was isolated and had nowhere to go, and she went through all kinds of hardships to get to the capital, but she still died before she even had time to take a look at the prosperity of the huge capital. . . . .
In that life, she lived and died alone. In this life, will Lingyuan also live and die alone
The people around him suddenly fell silent. Lingyuan turned around and looked around, and saw crystal tears falling on the back of Gu Shiba Niang's hand. He couldn't help but be shocked.
"Eighteen Niang"
Gu Shiba Niang was brought back to her senses by his call. She quickly stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, raised her head and smiled at him.
"It's okay, I remembered some things from the past..." She smiled.
The carriage turned a corner, and the house hung with a lantern with the word "Gu family" was looming in sight.
"Can't you not go?" Gu Shiba Niang suddenly asked.
Suddenly, Lingyuan knew what she was asking, and his hand holding the riding crop tightened.
The righteousness of the country and the loyalty to traitors were too lofty for Lingyuan. As a lowly slave, this man gave him a decent life. Gu Shiba Niang sighed softly.
"Leave," she said suddenly after being silent for a moment, "I never care..."
She didn't care about the height of the lintel, wealth or poverty, Lingyuan held the reins tightly and remained motionless.
"I never care, I care about you." Gu Shiba Niang continued, taking off his cloak and handing it to him.
The carriage stopped in front of the door. Hearing the movement, the people inside hurriedly opened the door, interrupting their conversation.
"Brother..." Lingbao, who was wearing a silver mouse skin coat, came out first and threw himself into Lingyuan's arms.
Gu Shiba Niang looked at the siblings clinging to each other and smiled a little bitterly.
"You are doing well too, eating well..." Lingyuan looked at his sister and whispered, "Take good care of Madam and Miss..."
Lingbao nodded, his eyes were red, and he couldn't bear to let go of his brother's arm.
"Brother, can you come back?" She raised her head and begged.
Lingyuan looked at her, stroked his sister's head, and finally said nothing. He turned around and walked away quickly until he stood in front of his house. Lingbao's shout seemed to still be echoing in his ears.
"Going to meet your little lover again?" A sudden laughter sounded in the room.
Lingyuan was startled and hurriedly stepped in and called his elder brother respectfully.
The candle was lit, and Zhu Yan, who had his legs crossed on the table, waved his hands nonchalantly, "Look at you, you are so cold-blooded. Are all these women in the house dead?"
His voice suddenly rose when he said the last sentence, and the maids who were shaking and standing by the wall suddenly knelt down and yelled for the young master to spare his life.
"Brother..." Lingyuan lowered his head and whispered.
"Okay, get out of here and see how miserable you all are..." Zhu Xuan said with a sigh.
The maids hurriedly retreated as if they had received an amnesty.
"I said, has that little lady not got it yet? Do you want me to help you?" Zhu Yang winked and smiled.
Lingyuan felt a dark wind sweep across his back, and he suddenly knelt down.
"Ms. Gu is Lingyuan's savior..." he said hurriedly.
Zhu Yang laughed, stood up and patted him, "Get up, what are you doing? I didn't say anything?"
Lingyuan felt a layer of sweat break out on his forehead and stood up as instructed.
Zhu Yan stomped a few steps in the room and got down to business.
"This time I ask you to escort Yang Taisheng to Beijing. You know what to do," he said slowly.
Yang Taisheng, the head of the Pengzhou Household Department, was punished with death for opposing the Zhu Party one after another. Faced with the arrogant and unstoppable Zhu Party, this small local official stepped forward and risked his own life. He impeached Zhu Chunming and listed Zhu Chunming's ten major crimes. Of course, he was sentenced to prison by the emperor like other pioneer officials.
Even though he had the emperor's protection and trust as always, Zhu Chunming was still furious. He scolded the eighth generation of Yang Taisheng's ancestors in dialect. Another reason why he was so angry was that in the year of Yang Taisheng's imperial examination, he was still Examiner, I took more care of this Yang Taisheng, but I didn't expect that he got a white-eyed wolf in exchange.
"It would be easier for him to die," Zhu Yan said, with a stern expression on his drunken and lustful face.
"Yes." Lingyuan lowered his head and responded.
"Go early and come back early," Zhu Yang patted him on the shoulder, with a smile on his face, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, about your little lady, I will take care of it when my father is in a better mood that day. It’s not a big deal to say something nice to you.”
Lingyuan was no longer the same as before, and he could hear a hint of threat in these concerned words.
The bonfire crackled, and a yamen servant came over and handed him a jug of wine.
"My lord, warm yourself up." He said with an attentive smile.
Lingyuan came back from his thoughts and took the drink.
"Drink less. The weather is bad and the journey will be difficult." He said in a deep voice.
The yamen officer responded with a smile, pointing to the heavy snow outside, "Damn it, can you make it back in time for the 13th day of the twelfth lunar month? Don't delay the eldest young master's birthday party."
Lingyuan hummed. Seeing that he had no intention of talking, the yamen servant resigned and went to the other side to drink and eat meat.
Lingyuan took two sips from the jug. The spicy wine entered his mouth, and his heart felt warm.
I wonder what the ladies are doing? He couldn't help but look outside the temple, and immediately his eyes darkened. Lingbao had cried and begged him to come back more than once, but the lady didn't say anything, and just looked at him with sad eyes. The lady also knew that it was difficult to look back now, right
This is the price, and because of his temporary obsession, he also threatened Lingbao and Miss. . . . This was probably the reason why the young lady refused to let him take the Lingbao. He originally thought it was just because of the young lady's hatred towards the Zhu family. . . .
There were sounds of squeaking and breathing coming from the corner. Lingyuan turned around to see a hunched figure, focused on something on his legs by the light of the bonfire here.
We will arrive in the capital in a few days. . . Lingyuan bit his lip gently, stretched out his hand, took out a paper bag from his waist, hesitated for a moment, poured the powder into the wine bottle, then slowly stood up and walked over.
Because the person who suddenly stood up blocked the light of the bonfire, the busy Yang Taisheng raised his head in displeasure.
"Please give me permission," he said in a hoarse voice.
Even though this civil servant became a prisoner, he still maintained his elegant temperament and was courteous and courteous to the escorting government officials. No matter how he was humiliated and teased, he always remained indifferent. For such a person, Lingyuan really could not imagine writing Such an article made Zhu Chunming jump into rage.
Just like Gu Hai. . . . Lingyuan followed the words and gently stepped aside, and the light came back.
"Thank you." Yang Taisheng said and continued.
"What are you doing?" Lingyuan looked over curiously, and suddenly changed his face in shock, "You...you..."
Yang Taisheng used rubble to cut off the rotten flesh on his leg, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed the task, "Okay,"
He raised his head, glanced at Ling Yuan, and his eyes fell on the wine bottle in his hand.
"Little brother, can you lend me a drink?" he asked humbly.
Lingyuan felt trembling all over, looking at the white bones exposed on Yang Taisheng's calf, these people. . these people. . . Isn't it a human being
"If it doesn't work, forget it. You guys can't help it." Yang Taisheng smiled and lowered his head.
Lingyuan couldn't help but take two steps back. He remembered that time in the prison, looking at Gu Hai after being tortured, and looking at the beaten soldiers who were beaten to death. They were all bloody and wailing in pain, but none of them was willing to admit their guilt. Crying and scolding the old traitor Zhu Dang. . . . .
How much hatred is there. . . .
"Hate?" Yang Taisheng chuckled and looked up at the young man.
After getting along with each other these days, he knew that this young man was different from other guards. He didn't talk much and had a good heart. Especially those eyes, which retained the clarity of being untouched by the world.
"You also know, when I see Zhu Chunming, I have to call him teacher..." He smiled kindly, "And you have the favor of promoting me..."
"Then you still..." Lingyuan whispered.
Yang Taisheng chuckled, his laughter subdued, "Not for personal vendetta, just for public outrage."
Public outrage? Is it worth risking your life just for public outrage? Are the people and gods of the Zhu family really so angry? Or is it just a simple party struggle
"Whether it's worth it or not, in this life, there will always be gains and losses. You just need to know in your heart whether it's worth it." Yang Taisheng smiled, licked his chapped lips, and looked at the wine in Lingyuan's hand. Ju, "Little brother, I think you are a good person, let me have a sip of wine..."
I am a good person? A trace of confusion flashed in Lingyuan's eyes, am I still a good person? He couldn't help but look down at his hands. . . . .
Every night with Gu Shiba Niang, the words Gu Ba Niang once said echoed in my ears again.
"I don't know what is right or wrong, but I know that good and evil will be rewarded." The girl said, although her face was full of sadness, her eyes were firm.
"No, the wine is gone," he couldn't help but put his hands behind his back.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Yang Taisheng's eyes, but he said no more.
"I'll get another pot..." As if stung by the disappointment in his eyes, Lingyuan couldn't help but turn his gaze and whispered.
"Ah, thank you so much, little brother..." Yang Taisheng smiled gratefully.
Lingyuan walked away quickly.
Seeing him approaching, the government officials who were eating meat and drinking hurriedly stood up and complimented him with smiles.
"Give me a pot of wine..." Ling Yuan opened his mouth and said, when he heard a sharp shout from outside.
"Someone stop me...ah..."
Along with this scream, the sound of arrow clusters piercing the sky filled the sky.
"No, there's someone committing a crime." Everyone drew their swords and stood up.
Lingyuan naturally led a few people to surround Yang Taisheng, on alert. There were shouts of killing outside the door, and swords clashed with each other.
"Sir..." A guard glanced at Ling Yuan and called in a low voice.
Lingyuan looked over, and the guard glanced at him, glanced at Yang Taisheng, and then wiped his neck.
Take the opportunity to kill him. . . . Lingyuan couldn't help but tighten the spear in his hand.
At this moment, there was a bang, and a big hole was opened in the ruined temple. Three or four people rolled in, and everyone immediately attacked.
Lingyuan raised his hand and stabbed the man in black who rushed towards him. When he turned around, he saw that another man in black had grabbed Yang Taisheng and dragged him out.
Yang Taisheng refused to leave, so the man in black raised his hand and knocked Yang Taisheng unconscious. This move caused him to stumble to the ground and the door opened wide.
Lingyuan's spear swung and stabbed straight at him. The man in black looked up, unable to avoid it. There was fear of death in his eyes but more of a perseverance to regard death as home.
Lingyuan only felt his hand tremble slightly, and with a click, the tip of the spear grazed the man in black's cheek and pierced the wooden pillar behind him.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he dragged Yang Taisheng and rushed out.
"Trash" Zhu Yan raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
Lingyuan, who was standing in front of him, staggered back, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He lifted his clothes and knelt down.
"What are you doing?" Zhu Chunming coughed, sat up from the imperial concubine's couch, and looked at Zhu Yan with an unhappy expression, "Do you think you are the eldest brother?"
Zhu Yan bared his teeth angrily, held back his kick, and stomped heavily on the ground.
"Trash can't even look down on a person." He glared at Lingyuan fiercely, turned around and said to Zhu Chunming, "Dad, what should we do now? That old bastard Yang Taisheng was picked up by people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I dare He said that it was this group of people who caused the robberies in the first place. They must have sent people to rob them, and then let the people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division catch the robbers and save Yang Taisheng. Damn, who doesn’t know the surname of the Metropolitan Procuratorate? Fang is Yang Taisheng’s brother.”
Zhu Chunming just hummed lightly.
"Dad..." Zhu Yan asked with a frown. Suddenly he thought of something and yelled at Lingyuan who was kneeling on the ground, "Get out of here!"
Lingyuan responded, bowed his head and retreated. The door was immediately closed, cutting off the conversation between the father and son inside.
"Oh, Second Young Master..." A maid bit her red lips, distressed and worried, holding a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but Lingyuan pushed her away.
Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lingyuan exhaled softly and strode out.
On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it was already time to prepare new year's goods, and the Gu family's courtyard was also very lively.
"Have you given away all the New Year's goods for your brother?" Ms. Cao walked out and said. The maid behind her helped her put on the lotus green patterned cloak and put the snow hat on her.
"Send away." Gu Shiba Niang said from behind and tied on her cloak.
"Yes, I personally saw it delivered, Madam, don't worry..." Lingbao said with a smile.
Ms. Cao sighed, a trace of sadness flashed across her face, but she didn't say anything.
Gu Shiba Niang and Ling Bao looked at each other and understood what she was thinking. Gu Hai, who was originally going to come back to celebrate the New Year, suddenly suffered heavy snowfall, which caused another disaster in Nanzhang County, which had just regained some strength. As a parent official, it was natural for him to I can't leave, so I can only be unfilial.
"That silver..." Gu Shiba Niang whispered.
"Don't worry, miss, we are looking for the best escort agency in the capital..." Lingbao replied in a low voice.
Gu Hai's salary was not enough. If he waited for the money to be allocated, he would have to wait until many legs were broken. In order to prevent his brother from worrying, Gu Shiba Niang specially sent money to help him temporarily.
"Okay, get in the car quickly." Ms. Cao called back.
Gu Shiba Niang responded and asked Lingbao to go to the medicine hall to have a look.
"Let's see if your brother is here today..." She said softly, with a trace of worry flashing between her eyebrows.
There had been no news from Lingyuan for several days. Lingbao nodded and watched the two cars drive out of the house.
"Mother Eighteen, have you added two more pieces of brocade?" Ms. Cao asked, looking at the gift list.
Gu Shiba Niang nodded and watched through the fluttering car curtains as the car passed by the riot and turned to the streets where officials from the Zhou Dynasty gathered. The snow here was swept away, the roads were clean, the vehicles passing by were luxurious and elegant, and even the servants were Extraordinary momentum.
"Your uncle and aunt are not very good-tempered, please be more patient..." Ms. Cao hesitated for a moment and whispered.
Gu Shiba Niang laughed dumbly and said, "I understand."
Because of Gu Luoer's matter, mother and daughter were connected. As a man, Gu Shen'an naturally disdained these women's matters, but as a mother, Mrs. Gu cared about it very much. During this period, they came to visit during festivals, but she did not He gave their mother and daughter a good look.
"I care about my uncle's face." Gu Shiba Niang said with a smile.
In any case, after Gu Hai's accident, Gu Shen'an helped sincerely. She, Gu Shiba Niang, held grudges but also held grudges, and her grudges were clear.
Mrs. Cao stroked her daughter's head and nodded with a hint of guilt.
"Eighteenth Mother," she hesitated for a moment, "after the Chinese New Year, let's pick a family."
Gu Shiba Niang smiled and said nothing.
The carriage stopped at this moment.
"Madam, madam, we're here," the servants said, lifting the curtains and stretching out their hands.
The mother and daughter got out of the car one after another. After the announcement, they walked into the door of Gu Shen'an's house. Then they turned around the screen wall and saw a young man slowly walking into the main living room. He was tall and thin, wearing a maroon crane cloak. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked over.
"Gu Yu?" Gu Shiba Niang also raised her eyes and looked at each other. She couldn't help but be startled.
After not seeing each other for more than half a year, the delicate air on the young man's face has faded a bit, and he has become a bit calmer. The corners of his mouth curved, and a usual smile appeared on his handsome face.