They didn't say anything, they carried their sister's body in a peaceful and tearful way, and walked past the prison door one by one.
"Bah!" Da Hua suddenly tilted her head, and spat viciously on the corner of Feng Zhiwei's robe.
"Bah!" Erhua followed, thick phlegm fell on Feng Zhiwei's cuff.
"Bah!" Sanhua was so vigorous that he bah came to Feng Zhiwei's face.
When Qihua had passed by, Feng Zhiwei was already in a mess.
She never moved.
Things have to be faced when they happen, and she is never afraid to take any responsibility for the consequences she caused.
Including the hatred and hatred expressed in the most direct way by these country girls who lost their elder sisters.
The sound of chaotic footsteps went away, and the Golden Feather Guards were silently cleaning up the blood on the ground. The ground was washed clean, but a faint smell of blood still lingered in the nose. It was more of a permanent scar in the heart, which could not be healed. Then expand again, until death.
Xin Ziyan was dizzy, as if he didn't want to wake up to face such a nightmare again. The Golden Feather Guards looked at each other and didn't try to wake him up, but left many guards inside and out.
Today's matter, the two great scholars have become mortal enemies, they are afraid of what will happen in the future, and dare not take it lightly.
In the prison that was desolate just now, now it is full of guards standing like nails, silent like a statue in the dark, Feng Zhiwei slowly opened his eyes amidst the heavy breathing.
From the small window obliquely opposite her prison, there was a sudden flash of light from an unnoticed angle.
That was the signal of her guards lurking in the dark, waiting for her next instruction.
Feng Zhiwei was silent for a long time, slowly wiped off the phlegm on his face, and finally raised his palm slowly.
The shadow of her palm was illuminated by the oil lamp on the wall, a straight upright symbol, belonging to her and her hidden guard's secret language.
"stop."
Immediately she lay down slowly, the light on the small window disappeared, and the dark guards had already withdrawn.
She doesn't know.
There was a man walking freely in the dark guardhouse surrounded by guards. He stopped at several inconspicuous corners, as if he found something, and then he walked all the way outside until he was not far from the guardhouse. Among the sparse woods, he leaned over and looked at the ground with his hands behind his back, then jumped up the treetops, looked in all directions, ran around the treetops for a while, and stopped on a certain tree.
He searched in the branches of the treetops and found some tiny threads of cloth, then looked on the tree and saw some familiar traces.
Then he stood on the top of the treetop, turned around, took out a small mirror from his pocket, and slowly gestured in a certain direction.
The light that has been cleverly and repeatedly refracted is shot out.
The small window obliquely opposite Feng Zhiwei in the dark cell in the distance, a light flashed.
The secret signal that this person played was exactly the same as the secret signal that the secret guard had sent to Feng Zhiwei earlier.
It's just that Feng Zhiwei didn't look up at the small window because the hidden guards had already withdrawn. She closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was deep in thought or asleep.
In the distance, the man nodded in satisfaction.
He raised his face, the white moonlight was shining on half of his face, his eyebrows were not surprising, but his eyes occasionally passed by, like a blue light flashing through a rice field in the wind, the edge was frightening, but it was hidden instantly.
Commander of the Golden Feather Guard.
In Changxi's 18th year, the "Hanoi Book Case", which shocked the world and affected two academicians, had an unexpected death, but the final ending was dramatic.
Mrs. Xin Dashi learned that her husband was detained, broke into the prison by mistake and died, this news reached the ears of Emperor Tiansheng, and the old emperor was also stunned for a while.
Ning Yi and the others took advantage of the opportunity to tell a lot about the love and righteousness of the Xin couple before driving. Hearing about it, he once jokingly asked Xin Ziyan if he wanted to help him divorce his river lioness and give him another good match. As a result, Xin Ziyan, who was crying and wanting to divorce his wife, immediately turned pale , Xie En kept resigning, Emperor Tiansheng used it as a joke at that time, and made fun of him for a while.
Although they made fun of it, everyone still admired her a little bit. After success and fame, it is easy to change their minds. How many men can do it if their wives don't go to court? What's more, it's still such a mismatched couple.
The old emperor rubbed his knees in silence for a long time, and finally sighed. "It's because it's easy for a husband and wife to get along with each other, but it's difficult to stay together in life and death. Ziyan is unfortunate, but also very lucky. This kind of love between husband and wife is not as good as mine."
It is rare for the emperor to make such an evaluation. Everyone sighed and wept, and the atmosphere was sentimental.
It is said that at that time, His Royal Highness Chu Wang said, "Mr. Xin can never leave his wife who has disgraced him, let alone His Majesty who has deep kindness?" Immediately moved Emperor Tiansheng.
Even if there was a decree, the "Hanoi Book Case" was adjourned for retrial, and Master Xin went home to organize the funeral for the time being. Of course, Jin Yuwei followed the whole process. It was revealed, because when Xin Ziyan's funeral was about to be completed, Feng Zhiwei was released by a decree. Ning Yi accuses Wei Zhi of "conspiring to rebel and remembering the previous court" for the termination.
On the day Feng Zhiwei was released from prison, Mrs. Xin was buried, and half of the city's paper money was scattered, crying and desolate all the way. The white hair on the temples was shocking, and the funeral procession passed all the way, and the people were all moved.
The Xin couple are famous in the capital for their funny and funny, but in the end they left the most desolate and touching legend of Enyi to the capital.
The funeral procession and the ceremonial guards of honor welcoming Feng Zhiwei out of prison met face to face on the streets of Nanshi.
The early morning in midsummer is cloudy and rainy, the clouds are very low, black butterflies and pale paper money are flying together under the corner of the eaves, and the air blown by the fan is also suffocating and hot.
The sackcloth at the end of the long street is like snow, and Feng Zhiwei, who is on a black horse at the intersection of the long street, is dressed in black, white and black are equally chilling.
Feng Zhiwei, who was on the horse, and Xin Ziyan, who was walking in front of the team, almost inevitably saw each other for the first time.
She saw endless voids and deserts in his eyes. It wasn't that nothing existed, but because it was too full, she simply threw them out together, and waited for life to change.