He collapsed outside the door. He thought, after all these months, can't you see my sincerity? Why do you still want to marry the little girl to someone else?
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The little girl is so cute, she can smile sweetly at him, call her brother, and treat him to sweets. How can she abide by the so-called "marriage matters, parents' orders, and matchmaker's words" like her parents?
?
But he thought wrongly. When he talked about it in an insinuating way, the little girl tilted her head and showed a smile that didn't know the meaning of sorrow. "It doesn't matter. My parents treated me very well. They chose it for me."
There is no doubt that Mr. Li and Mr. Wang will take the Jinshi examination this year, and Mr. Chen's family will open a grain and oil shop. My mother said that I will take a look at it another day and we can make a decision."
He was stunned, and the hole in his heart was almost burning him to ashes.
So you don't care about me at all?
Is that what you actually think? Why is this world like this? Why in my life, every time I have hope, someone will come to break my hope? The little girl’s parents quickly chose a husband for her.
, he saw that he was also a teenager. He spoke with a Beijing accent, and when he looked at the little girl, his eyes were full of admiration.
At this time, it was time for him to work as a helper for this family. When paying the money, the owner gave him a big red envelope and said that this batch of furniture was a dowry for his daughter's wedding. According to custom, it should be given to the workers.
The red envelope makes me feel happy.
Everyone else accepted the offer happily, but he was the only one who, after being silent for a long time, took the money, turned around and went out, going to a restaurant to drink all day and all night.
He thought that his misery would end here, but he did not expect that what would greet him next was the most terrifying thing.
He began to feel a headache. After going to the hospital, even the most experienced doctor couldn't figure out the reason. He only said that he was seriously ill and needed to spend money for treatment.
"What if it doesn't take care of itself?"
"Then...you can only let your family prepare your funeral arrangements."
He cried, crying so sadly. He felt that he had been harmed by women all his life, from childhood to adulthood. When he was young, it was his mother. His mother's departure made him live a miserable life for more than ten years. Later, he finally recovered.
It is easy to meet a destined girl, and because of this girl, he contracted an illness, and now he is about to die.
He felt that he wanted to leave something to the world.
So he began to write books, those evil books. In the book, he wrote all women as the source of evil, because he felt from the bottom of his heart that they deserved to die, and there should not be women in this world.
They exist, they create greed, they make the world miserable, so in his book, every woman is sentenced to death.
It felt so good. This was the first time he felt happy. In his fantasy world, he was the only king.
Later, his health got worse and worse, and he found a job pulling carts in Pingxuanhou Mansion. In fact, there was no other reason. He just heard that the legitimate daughter of Pingxuanhou Mansion had been living in the market for more than ten years.
, I don’t know what kind of girl she is to have such good luck.
New Year's Eve was not the first time he saw Jiang Wu. The first time he saw Jiang Wu was one night. Jiang Wu was wearing a red dress and was extremely beautiful.
From then on, he suddenly discovered that all the women who appeared in his life were wearing red clothes.
They are so similar, beautiful, noble, humble.
But he didn't dare to kill any of these three people. Deep down in his heart, he was actually full of fear. He was afraid of facing these people. He was afraid of seeing their perfect life. He was afraid of seeing his mother and that man having children and grandchildren.
In the whole house, he was afraid to see the little girl's husband become a Jinshi and prosper happily from then on. He was afraid to see Jiang Wu's success in the rest of his life, and even his husband was either rich or noble.
So...he targeted those innocent girls.
Winter nights are very cold. Pingxuanhou's family has a big business and hires many coachmen, so he is always very leisurely. Others are envious that he has found such a good job.
Indeed, he knew that those people were talking about him behind his back, saying that he had not yet married and had children at an advanced age, and that he would probably be useless in the future.
He knew that he was not only useless, but also that he would not live long.
When he killed the first person, he was very happy. He had long known that the watchman would take a rest at Yinshi, because he had also worked as a watchman before. At this time, it was winter again, and the salary was only so much, and no one would
Work hard for such a small amount of money.
Therefore, he chose this time from the beginning, because he felt that the girls who went out at this time must be very wild. Why did they go out so late? Wasn't it to seduce men? Such people are meant to be
Damn it, deserve to be killed, he was just doing things for God. In the next life, God will repay him by giving him a good pregnancy.
The first girl didn't wear red, but it didn't matter, he had already prepared it.
He didn't dare to really take action against his mother, the little girl, and Jiang Wu, but in his heart, he had killed these people tens of thousands of times.
The first two people had a mixture of love and hate in their hearts, but towards Jiang Wu they just didn't dare.
He knew that Jiang Wu was extraordinary, and that she had the help of Beizhen Fusi behind her. If something happened to her, as the real murderer, he might not even be able to die. Beizhen Fusi, Jin Yiwei, and Zhao Yu,
Zhao Yu knows how to make people live but not die.
He doesn't want this.
Although even if his ancestors were killed for eighteen generations, there would be no one to kill.
His father died, his mother left, and he had no descendants. He was the only son in the family.
Later, he became more and more arrogant. He heard that people in the city were always discussing the case of the girl in red. He was secretly proud of himself. He even wanted to run into the crowd and stand at the market entrance and say, I killed all those people.
I am the most powerful person in the world, I am the god who came to the world...
But he only dared to think.
…
"Bang——" In the imperial prison, the door of the prison was closed, and he saw the man called the commander of the Jinyiwei. Standing in front of him, he sat on the ground, tried hard to hold his chin up and said: "I admit defeat, please."
My lord, put me to death as soon as possible."
He heard the commander sneer, his voice hoarse like the frost in winter.
Fu Heng said: "Isn't that too advantageous for you?"
Jiang Minghui raised his eyes, his pupils constricted.
Fu Heng looked at him condescendingly. Fu Heng's brocade hat and mink fur coat, and even his boots were hooked with gold rims. To him, people like Jiang Minghui were like dust on their feet. Even if he touched them gently, he would feel bent.
Waist - trouble.
"I have ordered that Jiang Minghui has committed a heinous crime. His crime is unforgivable and he will be punished by having his car broken into pieces."