Marquis Anyi and Marquis Guangping walked side by side toward the prison. When they reached the door, they passed by a person. Marquis Anyi couldn't help but frown, and he suddenly felt a little alert in his heart.
The Ministry of Punishment has invited a lot of officials tonight, and it is normal for people to come and go from the prison.
But it was such a person that he had to pay attention to.
The man didn't walk very fast, but every foot landed just right. His movements were neat and crisp. He was neither too far nor too close to everyone, making it easy for people not to notice his presence, but he could notice everyone.
Staying vigilant at all times while being able to control the overall situation is a habit that can only be developed over many years. Only generals who have fought on the battlefield can have this ability.
Marquis Anyi turned his head to look at the man. He was wearing official boots and had an upright posture. He stood there silently, making him look particularly indifferent.
As if he noticed someone looking at him, he paused for a moment, but soon moved forward again.
"What are you looking at?" came the voice of Marquis Guangping.
An Yihou shook his head: "It's okay, let's go in!"
…
Song Chengxuan walked out of the prison and saw a familiar figure not far away.
It was as if she had expected that he would come out, and she was waiting for him there naturally. Everything seemed so logical and without any surprises.
It was as if the two people had agreed in advance.
After not seeing each other for a few days, her eyes seemed to be brighter. Was it because she was happy that the case had been solved?
"Master Song, is this the case closed? But do you think there is something strange about it?"
Yong Ye has already brought the horse over. If he wants, he can mount the horse a few steps forward and disappear in front of these people immediately.
Song Chengxuan only held the reins handed over by Yong Ye.
Xu Qinghuan didn't look anxious: "I think Wang Yun has said so much, but only two sentences are useful."
Song Chengxuan said nothing and turned to look at her.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Wang Yun said that the words "promote advantages and eliminate disadvantages, abolish the old and establish the new" should not be uttered by spies. They are like the words of someone who is preparing to rebel."
Promoting advantages and eliminating disadvantages is a dissatisfaction with the current court.
To abolish the old and establish the new is to have a clear mind in your heart.
Xu Qinghuan continued: "Wang Yun did such dirty things in order to survive in Duogansi Prison. After returning to Dazhou, he was really dull for a long time, but suddenly one day he seemed to have thought about it and shaped himself into a
A good official praised by the people, he also received rewards from controlling people's hearts and having the power of life and death.
From this point of view, it seemed that he had been enlightened by someone, or that someone had made him find new hope, so even now he does not think that he was wrong.
But that’s what it looks like in this case.”
Song Chengxuan understood her meaning through Xu Qinghuan's eyes. She stayed here just to explain her final views on this case to him.
Because they had agreed to investigate the case together.
Wang Yun's case has come to an end here. Even if there are secrets, Wang Yun will not tell them. Telling or not telling them has no benefit to Wang Yun. There is no evidence for other suspicions.
Song Chengxuan's eyes froze slightly. Just when Wang Yun said the words "abolish the old and establish the new", he remembered that Wang Yun had said something else to him that day: "Because someone brought you here, I advise Mr. Song
Think about it carefully, if you treat me like this, you will regret it someday."
He was secretly watching Wang Yun's words and deeds this time, just to find a source for his words.
No matter what Wang Yun means, it shows one thing. Someone has done some research on him and may have known his true identity.
After handling this case, he has returned to the southeast. It is not appropriate to come forward again until everything is mature.
Xu Qinghuan had already said what needed to be said, turned around and boarded the carriage.
The Xu family's carriage drove forward quietly.
Song Chengxuan stood there for a while, then got on his horse and disappeared into the night.
…
In the prison of the Criminal Department, Marquis Guangping walked in.
"The Marquis shouldn't have come," Madam Marquis Guangping's voice was hoarse, but her tone was very firm, "I have already said goodbye to the Marquis."
"But I'm not ready yet." Marquis Guangping's voice trembled.
There was a moment of silence in the prison.
When he saw her just now, he was shocked, as if he knew she was a spy but didn't dare to ask about her death. His identity taught him that he should be angry and resentful of this woman, but his feelings made him feel distressed.
sad.
The tenderness and respect between husband and wife came to his mind, and he could not forget them.
"Let me give you some medicine."
Marquis Guangping's fingers were cold and his palms were full of sweat.
"Master Hou, why are you doing this?" Madam Hou of Guangping said, "These are useless."
"It's useful to me." He insisted and stepped forward holding the lamp.
She was sitting on a pile of straw, and he had to squat down to see her clearly. In such a dark and cramped prison, he did not need to remember that he was still the Marquis of Da Zhou, so he knelt down on one leg in order to meet her again.
Closer.
"Are you afraid?" Marquis Guangping asked softly.
She just raised her head in front of everyone. She was surrounded by her enemies in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment of Dazhou, but she had no fear, as if no matter what happened, she would not be knocked down. She had made herself look like this, and she would never be able to defeat her again.
Nothing can hurt her.
But he knew that she was afraid. She would also suffer pain from spraining her feet, and she would also be startled by the shadow of a tree late at night.
How could she not be afraid of being huddled in a prison with her body full of pain, letting insects and rats run over her body, waiting for the court's punishment, being interrogated by strange officials, and not knowing when she would be pushed to execution in the sun?
"I'll stay with you." Marquis Guangping stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms. She no longer had smooth long hair, nor did she have the faint fragrance on her body. But it was at this moment that he discovered the fundamental beauty of those things.
Not as good as her heart.
If you know how much someone loves you, you will panic about losing her, because from now on, no matter where you go, there will never be such a heart with you.
Her tears fell on his chest: "Master Hou, you shouldn't have come."
"I don't have much time left," said the Marquis of Guangping. "I can't watch you like this in my lifetime. I will ask the court to let me take you back to the northwest.
Given the time, we will sleep in the same hole."
"I'm not afraid anymore," Mrs. Guangping Hou smiled, "I just want to sleep in your arms."
She slowly closed her eyes, and suddenly she dreamed of the moment when she saw Guangping Hou for the first time, watching him riding a horse from a distance, and she was filled with hatred at that time.
Looking back now, it was so heroic.
As time goes by, sleep in the same acupuncture point.
enough.
…
Cui's experience shrouded the entire Guangping Marquis Mansion in gloom and gloom.
Zhao Muwei hugged Qing Huan tightly and cried hard. Mr. Zhao remained silent. He didn't know whether the things he did were right or wrong.
Qing Huan gently patted Zhao Muwei on the back: "Let's tidy up the house first so that if Madam can come back, we can live more comfortably."
Zhao Muwei nodded.
Cui was seriously injured and there was no hope of recovery. Her father was busy working for Marquis Guangping, hoping that the court would be lenient and allow Cui to spend her last days with Marquis Guangping.
"Second Master, Master Song is here."
Mr. Zhao immediately raised his head and said, "Please go to the study quickly." He said as he went out.
Zhao Muwei looked at Xu Qinghuan: "The second brother wants to ask Mr. Song about the eldest brother."
The Marquis of Guangping was murdered in the northwest. Unfortunately, the body was difficult to identify. If the Guangping Marquis wanted to find out, they would have to find an insider.
Zhao Muwei was eager to know the news and took Qing Huan to wait at the door of the study. He vaguely saw Mr. Zhao saluting Song Chengxuan. After a while, Mr. Zhao took out a map and said with red eyes: "My brother once paid homage to Mr. Song."
Mentioned, if Duo Gansi attacks the Great Zhou Dynasty, how will we respond? Now I will go to my father with the map. The Ministry of War is worried about this matter. If I tell my brother's idea, maybe I can use it to help my father and mother.
Please forgive me."
Hearing these words, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but look at Song Chengxuan in the study in surprise. It was Song Chengxuan who led the troops to capture the generals who defected in the northwest. He must also have some understanding of the situation in the northwest.
Was this method of meeting the challenge really what the Prince of Guangping had in mind?
The traitor in this life seemed different from the traitor she knew in her previous life.