"Mother, you're crazy!" He roared, shrinking back to the prison wall in panic, his vest pressed against the cold wall, and shouted to the outside, "She's crazy, she's crazy! I didn't tell her to rob the prison! No! I am not me!"
The undisguised loud noise alarmed the group of yamen servants who had just walked away. They turned around abruptly, and could hardly believe their eyes—there are still people in this world who openly hacked the door of the prison with an ax in broad daylight under the eyes of the yamen servants!
Because it was so unbelievable, they stood there for a while and forgot to react, but Mrs. Feng didn't seem to hear Feng Hao's screams at all. She opened the cell door three or five times, threw the ax on the ground, strode into the cell, and grabbed Feng Hao. Hao then ran out.
"Son, let's go!"
The stunned Feng Hao was pulled by her and staggered forward a step, then came to his senses, desperately backed away, "No, no, no... I won't go with you, you are crazy, you hurt me!"
You can't die in prison, but violent prison robbery is a capital crime!
He desperately wanted to break free, but Mrs. Feng's hands were like iron clamps firmly holding his wrist. He was struggling in panic and thought confusedly, how could his mother not fail in martial arts? When did she practice
At this time, the yamen servants had already reacted, and they rushed over in an uproar. Some people were screaming, and some were shouting angrily: "Catch them!" Some people rushed to call for help, and there were more figures swaying outside, surrounding them.
Mrs. Feng grabbed Feng Hao, kicked the bag on her back and rushed out.
Feng Hao was in a daze of chaos and panic, his eyes unconsciously fell on his mother's face along with the burden, and suddenly found that Madam Feng had a strange expression on her face, more and more people crowded in, surrounded by many, she unexpectedly showed a strange smile, And from the corner of his eye, there was a crystal tear that burst out silently.
Immediately, she raised her head resolutely, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes and flowing into her temples calmly, and the dim light of the oil lamp in the distance reflected her raised jaw, a firm and unchangeable sad posture.
He was startled suddenly.
Crowds of people swarmed in, blocking the way out. His hand was in his mother's, and he couldn't break free with all his strength.
Immediately he heard his mother whispering in his ear, softly and desolately:
"Hao'er, I'm sorry."
at the same time.
Like a stream of golden feathers, passing through the hustle and bustle of fireworks, they went straight to the Qiu Mansion in Xihua Lane, kicked open the gate with a bang, and drove straight in amidst the screams and screams of the whole courtyard, and surrounded the small courtyards where Mrs. Feng and Feng Zhiwei lived in an instant. .
The leader shouted loudly: "Where is Feng Zhiwei!"
Three days ago.
On the west side of the imperial city, near the Lenggong, there is a forbidden place, which has always been heavily guarded and no one is allowed to enter. Only a few high-ranking royals know that there is a dungeon there, which belongs to the Golden Feather Guard. The security is the highest in the world. , those detained there have always been serious criminals involving the royal family and the crime of treason.
The dense prison has been vacant for more than ten years, and today it finally has a new guest.
The oil lamp was miserable, shining on the deep blue iron wall. Madam Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, closed her eyes and said nothing, Feng Hao huddled in front of her in panic, trembling, looking at what looked more terrifying than the prison of the Ministry of Justice. A hundredfold iron prison.
Every time his gaze passed over the blood-stained instruments of torture on the wall, he would tremble.
"Mother! Mother!" He knelt and crawled in front of Mrs. Feng, the chains on his body rattled, and he desperately reached out to shake the motionless mother, "Where is this? Why is this happening? Tell me! Tell me! "
Madam Feng slowly opened her eyes, her gaze was as calm as deep water.
"This is the Imperial Prison of the Golden Feather Guard." She looked at Feng Hao quietly, "It is also the legendary sky prison."
"Heavenly Prison!" Feng Hao gasped, Junxiu's face contorted, "Mother! What crime did we commit that will be sent to the Heavenly Prison?"
He suddenly realized something, "Is it because you robbed the prison?" He got up bitterly, "I didn't ask you to do this, no!"
"Go and explain it to them!" He pulled Mrs. Feng up, "Just say that you did it yourself! It has nothing to do with me, let them let me out, and I will come to rescue you after I get out!"
Madam Feng stared at him for a while, then sighed and closed her eyes in silence.
Seeing her mother's refusal, Feng Hao got up quickly, dragging the chains, and rushed to the prison door and knocked on it vigorously, "Let me out! Let me out! I didn't want to rob the prison! I'm innocent! "
No one paid attention to him, only the echo kept echoing in the deep iron wall, "Innocent, innocent, innocent, innocent" rang all the way.
"It's useless." Madam Feng said calmly behind him, "This is an iron prison with countless organs, no need for guards, and the walls are all heavy iron, no sound can come out."
"You're crazy!" Feng Hao suddenly turned around, his eyes were red, and he stared at Madam Feng through gritted teeth, "You want to kill yourself, why are you dragging me!"
"It may not necessarily be a dead end." Mrs. Feng looked at the son with complicated eyes, with sadness and happiness in her eyes.
"How to say?" Feng Hao immediately rushed over with bright eyes.
"Your mother has an old case, which has troubled you." Mrs. Feng straightened her son's messy hair, and said softly, "You don't know about this, and you shouldn't know about it. You know, some things, it's not a good thing to know .”
Feng Hao nodded. After all, he has been in the aristocratic family for so many years, so he still understands the truth.
"The so-called one who doesn't know is not guilty. Mother will bear all the mistakes. You just have to remember and don't talk nonsense." Madam Feng held his hand in her palm and said repeatedly, "In the next few days, no matter what happens What, you just say you don’t know, so please remember.”
"En." Feng Hao nodded, "If I say I don't know, can I go out?"
Madam Feng stared at him deeply, and said for a while, "Yes."
Feng Hao forced a smile, stared at Mrs. Feng's eyes, and said softly: "Mother, I am your son, don't lie to me."
Mrs. Feng looked at Feng Hao who was in a mess. There were thin scars on his face, which were scratched on the iron wall when he was dragged in by the Golden Feather Guards. Feng Hao, who was not a young master but lived a life of gold and jade since childhood, had never Having suffered the pain of flesh and blood, he would have complained endlessly before, but now he was so oppressed by the danger of his life that he even forgot to act like a baby with her.