The sky is getting darker and darker, and the wine flags on the roadside are fluttering in the cold wind.
The long procession went all the way to Daping Square, with nearly a hundred girls following behind, wiping away tears and crying.
Holding the sword, he squeezed back from the front and looked at Song Qingtang, who was standing with the sword in his hand and dressed in fine clothes, and said: "Young Master, I heard that he was beheaded directly."
"Beheading?" Song Qingtang said, "This hasn't been decided yet, no one has gone yet."
"There is no verdict, but people are spreading the word that there are not enough executioners. Many of the Beifu soldiers were transferred early this morning."
Song Qingtang lowered his face and said, "Then it might really be beheading."
"Master, we can't help you with anything," said Zhi Jian, "but even if we can help, we can't help you well. Don't forget how long you have been imprisoned by the master, and your butt...
"
As he spoke, he looked towards Song Qingtang's butt.
This was all for Song Du's sake. If it weren't for the fact that his father, who was the minister of the Ministry of Industry, was here, Lin Cao would have chopped off his head regarding the Yanyun Wei Mansion incident.
It was okay if he didn't mention it, but Song Qingtang became even more irritated when he mentioned it.
He was beaten fifty times by Lin Cao, but Li Dongyan was only beaten thirty times. He was actually beaten twenty times more than that beast, which made him so angry.
He raised his eyes and looked at the long line walking towards the open square in front, and said: "I don't like staying here anymore. I will go back to the north next month."
After saying that, he was about to leave, but someone suddenly touched his shoulder.
"General Song." A deep voice sounded.
Song Qingtang turned around and saw a man of about twenty-five years old. He was chubby, with a fat head and big ears. He was dressed in rich clothes. He was followed by two tall followers. At first glance, he did not look like an ordinary person.
"Who are you?" Song Qingtang took his hand away.
"Cao Youyun," the man smiled, "General Song, do you recognize him?"
Song Qingtang's eyebrows became wary: "Who are you?"
"Guan Yan below," the man raised his hand and saluted, "Huiping Pawn Shop, Song Langjiang has been there before."
Song Qingtang looked at him coldly, then turned around and walked away, shouting: "Hold the sword!"
"Yes." He answered with his sword in hand, glanced at Fang Guanyan in confusion, and followed Song Qingtang.
"General Song," the man followed with a smile, "What's wrong with you? Don't you want to know the whereabouts of Cao Zijun at all?"
"I don't want to get involved in your affairs," Song Qingtang said, "but don't try to drag me into trouble. We don't know each other and don't get involved in the future."
"Then do you know Ah Li?" the man asked again.
Song Qingtang paused and frowned again.
"We should know each other," the man said. "If it hadn't been for Ah Li's sake that day, General Song wouldn't have intervened in Yanyun Weifu's affairs, and he wouldn't have been slapped for fifty years in vain.
It’s down.”
Song Qingtang finally turned around: "What did you want to say, and why did you mention her?"
"Why don't you understand, Mr. Song?" the man said with a smile, "you can tell at a glance that this extraordinary girl Ali is one of ours."
Song Qingtang was stunned: "Is she one of yours?"
"How much do you know about us?" the man said. "Do you know who we are working for?"
"Dingguo Duke's Mansion?"
"That's right," the man said with a smile, "General Song, we are just men. We are friends, not enemies."
"A righteous man does not pretend to be righteous."
"Haha," the man laughed loudly and said, "General Song, there are many people here, why don't we take a step to talk?"
Zhi Jian couldn't understand what he heard, but he just felt scared and whispered: "Master, please don't..."
Song Qingtang lowered his eyes, thought briefly, and said, "Okay."
After saying that, he was about to leave with the man, when another Qingyue voice suddenly sounded: "General Song."
Song Qingtang recognized this voice. He immediately turned around and saw the beautiful young man walking in the crowd, and shouted: "Shen Lie!"
The chubby man beside him raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Lie.
The young man was wearing a purple shirt and a brocade. He had extraordinary appearance and painted eyebrows, but his expression was too cold and his face was calm, which always made people feel arrogant and aloof.
Two tall followers in front of him cleared the way for him, but in fact the crowd spontaneously gave way when they saw him, and their eyes were fixed on his face, unable to move away.
The man admired, this Shen Lie was indeed as outstanding and handsome as the rumors said.
"General Song," Shen Lie came over and said, "Where are you going?"
The man smiled and said, "How are you Mr. Shen? It's better to hear once than to see once. You are truly a young and talented man, one of the best among men."
"Have you seen my talent?" Shen Lie looked at him.
The man paused, but still smiled, mentally calling him a bastard.
"Why are you here?" Song Qingtang asked.
Shen Lie looked away and said, "Ah Li is looking for you."
Song Qingtang was stunned: "What?"
"What?" Shen Lie looked at him, puzzled.
Song Qingtang looked at the man.
The man's scalp was numb and he said to Shen Lie, "Mr. Shen, do you know Ah Li too?"
"Yeah?" Shen Lie said, "What's your name?"
The man cursed several times in his mind, and then said: "My name is Guo Ting, and Ah Li knows me. Since she is looking for you, I will leave first."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away without waiting for them to say anything.
Song Qingtang saw something was wrong and watched him leave suspiciously. After a while, he looked away and looked at Shen Lie: "Where's Ah Li?"
"I lied to you, she didn't look for you, and I haven't seen him today," Shen Lie looked at the man leaving and said, "What does this man want from you?"
Song Qingtang was furious: "Shen Lie, did you lie to me?"
"What does he want from you?" Shen Lie looked at him and asked again.
Song Qingtang was angry and said: "He also said that Ah Li was looking for me, but you stepped in and he ran away. I was deceived by two people in succession in less than a stick of incense, and they both used that girl to deceive me. ?”
"Guo Ting," Shen Lie raised his eyebrows, "This name sounds familiar."
"No," Song Qingtang said, "Shen Lie, you don't know what he said to me, why did you come here to lie to me?"
"I have seen him," Shen Lie looked around and said in a low voice, "when the coffin appeared at the intersection of Huaizhou Street that night, he was shooting arrows on the roof."
Song Qingtang's eyes widened, he looked back at the direction where the man disappeared without a trace, and said softly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"He may come to you again in the future. You should have less contact with him. This person does not know good and evil, but your father is still an official in the court. You should act with caution," Shen Lie said, "I'm leaving."
"Wait!" Song Qingtang followed, "I haven't asked clearly yet."
"I don't have time to listen to your questions," Shen Lie said without stopping, "If you have anything to say, write to me."
Song Qingtang frowned, looked at his back, and muttered: "This person's temper is also weird, comparable to that girl."
Holding the sword, he dared not speak the whole time. When he heard them mentioning "Ali" repeatedly, he kept looking around, lest anyone hear him.
Fortunately, it's noisy and noisy here, and the sound is like boiling.
However, holding the sword caught an important point and said: "Master, you have to thank Mr. Shen. That fat man is really not a good person. He first said his name was Fang Shiyan, and then he said his name was Guo Ting. I don’t even dare to say my real name.”
"Cao Youyun," Song Qingtang said in a deep voice, "Look at who you are hanging out with!"
As he said this, he remembered the humiliation of his "naked body" again, annoying...
