I'm really not used to updating at night, I must adjust it tomorrow.
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You don't care about me.
It sounded a bit ridiculous and angry, but Cheng Jiaoniang didn't laugh and looked at the man with a calm face in front of her.
Unknowingly, the young man I met for the first time five years ago has lost his youthfulness and replaced him with the calmness and restraint of a mature man.
"Five years." Cheng Jiaoniang said suddenly.
Five years?
They have known each other for more than five years.
The Prince of Jin'an County was inexplicably frightened. He really didn't expect that their chance encounter in the valley would lead to the fate they have today.
How many people have a once-in-a-lifetime relationship that will last forever, and how many people who have a one-time relationship can be together forever.
What he wants is to be with her forever, instead of just joking one moment and never being able to see her again the moment he turns around.
If you die, you will die, don't worry.
In her heart, she is someone who doesn't need to care at all. Whether she is happy or in pain, she doesn't care.
Prince Jin'an lowered his gaze and took a step forward.
"Fang Bocong." Cheng Jiaoniang called, reaching out and grabbing his sleeve.
Prince Jin'an stopped but did not speak.
Cheng Jiaoniang stopped talking after calling this name.
In the dim blue light, in the ruined temple, the two people stood silently in the field.
This is a man who doesn't tell lies.
Prince Jin'an looked at the silent woman, his eyes darkened again.
"Forget it." He smiled again, took her hold of his sleeve and patted it gently, "I was frightened, and my mind was a little confused. I made a mistake in asking this question."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at him.
The young man's face looked even more handsome in the dim blue light, but because he smiled slightly and showed some blue teeth, the overall beauty was ruined.
Her eyes slowly swept over him from top to bottom.
He is tall, but a little thin. This body has been almost broken several times. Otherwise, he could be stronger and fatter.
Seeing her lowering her gaze, Prince Jin'an smiled again.
"I know and have said that these things are all trivial to you. I shouldn't use my own feelings to ask you to do the same." He said, reaching out and patting her arm, "Okay, no matter what.
What should I say, everything is safe, thinking about things that will never happen is really asking for trouble, let's go, let's go and talk about what is going to happen."
After saying this, he retracted his hands, raised his feet and stepped past Cheng Jiaoniang towards the temple.
After taking only two steps, someone hugged him from behind.
Prince Jin'an stopped.
"What I was thinking was, if I die, I will still have you."
said the voice behind him.
"If I die, you will clean up the mess."
"If I die, you will protect yourself."
"If I die, you will avenge me."
The hands around his waist tightened, and the person pressed against his back.
"Because you are here, I can die with peace of mind."
Prince Jin'an felt as if someone had punched him in the heart. His breathing stopped for a moment, and a strange feeling spread in his heart.
It's obviously sad, but why does it still make people want to burst into tears?
Is this sweet talk? It turns out there are such sweet words.
This woman is really good at coaxing people! No, I can’t just let her coax her over with just a few words!
Prince Jin'an raised his head and took a deep breath to turn around.
Cheng Jiaoniang hugged him tighter and didn't let him turn around.
"I know that sometimes people will say that living well is the most important thing, but it is not always like this. For some people, there are some things that must be done. If not, just live.
It’s impossible to live well.”
"Fang Bocong, I want to live a good life with you, so I have to do something."
"You have what you should do, and I have what I should do. It's not that I don't care about myself or you, nor that I don't believe in you. There are some things that only I can do, and I do them with a certain degree of certainty.
"
Prince Jin'an reached out to pull her hand away and turned her around, hugging her in his arms.
"If one day, I hope you die before me." He said, "You can be at ease, happy, free, and have no worries, and you don't have to worry about me."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at him and smiled.
Prince Jin'an lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms, his lips touching her forehead.
"You are already much worse off than me. I don't want you to live alone with sorrow, pain and revenge."
Cheng Jiaoniang closed her eyes slightly, with a line of tears streaming down her face. She put her head on the chest of Prince Jin'an, listening to his thumping heartbeat, absorbing the hot body temperature in the autumn morning.
"I've actually died like this once," she murmured, "so I'm still worse off than you."
Prince Jin'an smiled again, stretched out his hand to touch her face, and asked her to look up at him.
"Cheng Fang." He said, his eyes bright, "Are we expressing our true feelings?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him without saying anything.
"How come you and I are so miserable even when we are having sex?" King Jin'an said, lowering his head and kissing her forehead, and smiled, "Okay, let's go back, let's talk about how to deal with the aftermath.
Already."
Cheng Jiaoniang hugged him and didn't let go.
"Don't worry," she said, "Someone has done it."
Anyone?
Prince Jin'an looked down at her, but did not ask any more questions. He smiled and hugged her tightly again.
"In that case, let me hold you for a while longer," he said.
Seeing the two people hugging each other instead of walking or talking, Eunuch Jing and Mr. Gu were stunned.
"It seems that from now on this teasing will really take place regardless of the occasion." Eunuch Jing murmured.
"It's almost dawn." Mr. Gu pointed at the sky and gritted his teeth.
"Yes, the sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly." Eunuch Jing nodded and said.
Mr. Gu grabbed the wall anxiously.
"I mean, it's almost dawn, can we talk about something serious?" He gritted his teeth and said, "It's almost dawn, and everything can't be hidden anymore. What on earth are we going to do? I'm so anxious!"
At the same time, in the nearest county government office, the Qingyuan County Magistrate was pacing back and forth in the room anxiously.
There were no lights in the room, and it was dim. Suddenly, several items were bumped into and made a clanging sound.
"master?"
A hand stretched out from the curtain and opened it, revealing the pretty beauty's lazy visit.
In the coma, a man could be seen rubbing his leg and hissing.
"Master." The beauty stood up hurriedly and said, "Do you want to have tea? I'm here."
The county magistrate pushed her away angrily.
"Go, go, go back to sleep." He said impatiently.
The beauty was so fragile that she was pushed to the ground.
"Sir." She couldn't help but complain in aggrieved tone, "What's wrong with you? Have you been absent-minded these past few days?"
At this point he snorted again.
"Did Madam say something else?"
The county magistrate groaned.
"That's what's on my mind." He stretched out his hand to poke the beauty's head and said, "Do you know what big thing I want to do, sir?"
"I don't know." The beauty said.
"If you don't know, go back and sleep." The county magistrate glared and said, "Don't bother me, or I'll sell you."
The beauty was immediately annoyed, tossed her sleeves and walked away with a groan.
The county magistrate was holding on to the tables. Thinking of what the beauty said about drinking tea, he felt a little thirsty, so he filled the teapot with water. Just as he picked up the teacup to drink, there were rapid footsteps outside the door.
"The master is not good!" someone shouted outside.
The county magistrate was really not well. He choked on a sip of tea and coughed violently.
The room suddenly became chaotic.
"What are you doing? What are you shouting in the middle of the night? You're seducing the soul!" The beauty comforted the county magistrate while scolding outside.
The county magistrate, however, did not accept the beauty's affection. Instead, he pushed her away, coughed and rushed out the door.
A man outside the door looked anxious.
"What's wrong?" the county magistrate asked tremblingly.
"Something happened." The man said in a low voice.
The county magistrate felt that his heart had stopped and he stopped coughing. He put his hand on his heart.
"Is it done?" he asked tremblingly.
"People came to deliver the news in the middle of the night, and I went to see it myself." The man whispered, thinking of the scene at that time, fear appeared on his face, "It's... so tragic..."
He said and bowed.
"Master, it's getting dark, let's go quickly."
The county magistrate's expression changed and he looked outside.
To go or not to go? To do or not to do?
Doing so is a serious crime of decapitation...
He studied hard for ten years and finally got a job as a civil servant in the county. He is still waiting to rise to prominence.
"Master, it's already here. If you don't go, people will come to report you. Sooner or later, it's better to sell a good deal." The man saw his hesitation and hurriedly advised, "Although a man who sounds famous may
, but sometimes fame is not as important as real power, which is the real power that can determine your life or death, sir."
Yes, he studied hard for ten years and finally became a civil servant in the county. He is still waiting to rise to prominence. How could he miss this opportunity?
The county magistrate slapped his leg.
"Let's go," he said, not caring about changing into his official robe, "Quick, greet people, beat the gong, summon the soldiers, chase the horse thieves!"
The man responded loudly.
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In the capital, Gao Lingbo opened his eyes suddenly, and his vision in the tent was dim.
He looked at the tent in a daze, and stretched out his hand to hold his heart.
It seemed like I had a nightmare, but I couldn't remember what it was.
Is it a bad sign?
The thought flashed across his mind, and Gao Lingbo frowned and sat up. He never believed in signs, so he was probably a little nervous.
Although the preparations are thorough, the response is thorough, and the follow-up arrangements are thorough even if one failure occurs. You can advance, attack, retreat or defend, but before things are settled, it still makes people a little uneasy.
He lifted up the curtain, revealing a green light inside.
Daybreak is about to come, and the news of success or failure should come.
"Come here," he said.
Two maids immediately came in from the inside and outside, bowed respectfully, knelt down, one helped him put on his shoes, and the other brought a bowl of tea.
Gao Lingbo took it and gargled it, spit it on the kneeling maid, and stood up.
He disliked the smell of spittoons, so Gao Lingbo didn't use spittoons around him. There were maids making spittoons. [Note 1]
After washing up, Gao Lingbo walked to the corridor. Because of yesterday's heavy rain, the courtyard was a little messy, so he stood on the corridor and punched.
The servants in the courtyard were all busy, and the birds on the porch began to chirp.
After his fists were withdrawn, Gao Lingbo broke out in a thin layer of sweat. He stood up straight with some comfort, took the bamboo stick handed by the maid and fed it to the birds. The sky turned blue and bright.
Just then there was a noise outside the courtyard gate, and someone rushed in and knelt down.
Gao Lingbo paused slightly with the bamboo stick in his hand, his expression still calm.
"What's wrong?" he said, "things didn't go well?"
The visitor kowtowed to the ground and cried loudly.
"Sir, the little official...has gone..."
This cry made the people in the yard change their colors instantly.
Little official, are you gone?
Where have you gone?
Gao Lingbo was stunned.
"My lord, my lord." The people in the courtyard cried and kowtowed, "The fourteen officials were killed, killed."
Before the cry ended, a shrill bird song suddenly sounded, and then disappeared instantly.
The bird that was still jumping in the cage just now was penetrated by a bamboo stick through its neck. The bamboo stick was placed on the birdcage and the bird was hung up. The still-still-dead bird slowly twitched.
There was silence in the courtyard, and the maids in the corridor looked pale.
"What did you say?"
Gao Lingbo finally turned his head, looked at the man kneeling and kowtowed, and said word by word.
His expression remained the same, without even a hint of surprise, but he couldn't help but shudder when he saw it in the man's eyes.
"Sir, fourteen officials have been killed!" He didn't dare to look at it again and cried, touching his head to the ground.
Gao Lingbo slowly walked down.
"Fourteen Officials?" He said, "Which Fourteen Officials? There are so many officials in this capital, and there are so many Fourteenth Officials. I don't know which Fourteen Officials you are talking about?"
As he spoke, he walked up to the man who was kneeling and kowtowing. He bent down condescendingly, and the gradually brightening morning light cast a shadow on his face.
The man kneeling on the ground was trembling all over and did not dare to raise his head at all. It seemed that Gao Lingbo's stoop was like a huge mountain pressing down on him, and he did not even have the strength to speak.
"Sir!" All the staff who followed him knelt down, their voices heavy with pain and a hint of panic, "My condolences!"
Gao Lingbo looked at the people kneeling on the ground and smiled again.
"Should I mourn?" he said, "Why should I mourn? Could it be that one of my fourteen officials died? How could my son, Gao Lingbo, die?"
Having said this, he raised his foot and kicked the man kneeling in front of him away.
"How could my son, Gao Lingbo, die!"
His face turned blue, his whole body was shaking, and he stretched out his hand and shouted loudly.
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Note 1: Xie Jingren of the Southern (Dynasty) Song Dynasty had a neat nature. Every time he spit, he would spit on people's clothes. After finishing the work, he would listen to the bath for a day. Every time he wanted to spit, he would fight to receive it. (To be continued)
