Chapter 162: Return

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Two
"Zhu Chunming treason with the enemy, framed Zhongliang, the crime is unforgivable, everyone in the Zhu family, etc., arrested and imprisoned..."
"...Everyone, wait, make a decisive decision..."
A sharp sound reverberated in the air, and a team of brightly armored ban army swords and swords.
Around them, thousands of people applauded and cheered, firecrackers blasted, countless vegetable heads and rocks smashed on the prisoners.
"Miss..." Lingyuan raised his head in the prisoner team.
The cold light flashed, and blood splashed all over.
"Miss?" A worried voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Gu Shiba Niang opened her eyes sharply, only feeling a cold sweat on her head.
The night was dark, and the hustle and bustle of the street market had gone. The carriage was walking on both sides of the houses. She was holding a steaming bun in her arms, and beside her was a worried Ling Yuan.
Which is a dream?
She couldn't help but reached out and touched Lingyuan's face, her tentacles warmed.
This sudden movement made Ling Yuan's body stiff involuntarily, and his slightly cool fingers had already left.
"I just fell asleep?" Gu Shiba Niang gently rubbed her face, seemingly asking and talking to herself, seeing that she was wearing a large cloak of Lingyuan.
"Yes..." Lingyuan whispered, frowning his brows tightly, "Miss... too tired..."
He shouldn't have come to drive for the young lady, for a short distance in this dark night.
He slapped his hand, and the carriage speeded up sharply.
"Not tired, not tired..." Gu Shiba Niang smiled, sitting upright, brushing her cloak over her body. This is a good fox fur cloak, and this cloak is not something that any powerful person can have.
Suddenly her heart sank again.
In that life, she naturally did not have the opportunity to see how the new emperor became the throne and how Zhu Chunming was executed by his home, but the details of various versions were widely circulated in the market.
I heard that someone cast a statue of Zhu Chunming and placed it in front of the tomb of General Ye Zhen for others to cast aside.
Shen Anlin returned with great success, and the double happiness came. The family members happily prepared to send her to Beijing, and the little maid beside him happily said that the capital would accompany her to see it. In the end, the wait was not a carriage, but a break. book. . . .
She had nowhere to be isolated, and came to the capital with all the hardships, and she died before she could take a look at the prosperity of the big capital. . . . .
In that life, she was born and died alone. In this life, Lingyuan will also live and die alone?
Suddenly, the people around him were silent. Lingyuan turned his head and looked around. He was shocked to see crystal tears dripping on the back of Gu Shiba Niang's hand.
"Eighteen Niangs"
Gu Shiba Niang was called back to God with a cry, she hurriedly reached out her hand to wipe away her tears, raised her head and smiled at him.
"It's okay, remembering something from the past..." she smiled.
The carriage turned a corner, and the house with the Gu family lantern hung faintly in sight.
"Can't you not go?" Gu Shiba Niang asked suddenly.
Suddenly, Lingyuan knew what she was asking, and the hand holding the horse whip could not help tightening.
The festival of national justice and loyalty is too lofty for Lingyuan. As a lowly slave, it was this person who gave him a decent life. Gu Shiba Niang sighed slightly.
"Leave," she said suddenly after a moment of silence, "I never care..."
She didn't care about the height of the door lintel, wealth and desolation, Lingyuan tightly grasped the rein and motionless.
"I never care, it's you." Gu Shiba Niang continued, taking off his cloak and handing it to him.
The carriage stopped in front of the door, and when the people inside heard the movement hurriedly opened the door, they also interrupted the two of them.
"Brother..." Lingbao, wearing a silver mouse skin jacket, came out first and threw himself into Lingyuan's arms.
Gu Shiba Niang looked at the siblings who were hugging each other, and smiled bitterly.
"You too, eat well..." Lingyuan looked at his sister and said in a low voice, "Take good care of Madam and Miss..."
Lingbao nodded, his eyes flushed, and he couldn't bear to let go of his brother's arm.
"Brother, will you come back?" She raised her head and begged.
Lingyuan looked at her, stroked his sister's head, and finally did not speak any more, turned around and walked quickly, until he stood in front of his house, and the voice of Lingbao seemed to be echoing in his ears.
"Going to meet your little lover again?" A sudden laughter sounded in the room.
Lingyuan was startled, hurriedly stepped forward, and respectfully called Big Brother.
The candle was lit, and Zhu Hao, whose legs were on the table, waved his hand nonchalantly, "Look at you, cold cook, are these women in the room dead?"
The voice of his last sentence suddenly rose, and the maids who had been standing by the wall trembling for a while all knelt down, shouting the young master for mercy.
"Big Brother..." Lingyuan said in a low voice with his head down.
"Okay, just get out of here, look at how shameless you are..." Zhu Yu said with a cry.
The maids hurried out like a pardon.
"I said, that little lady hasn't gotten it yet? Would you like your big brother to help you?" Zhu Wei winked and smiled.
Lingyuan only felt a yin wind swept his back, and he knelt down abruptly.
"Lady Gu is Lingyuan's lifesaver..." he said hurriedly.
Zhu Wei laughed, stood up and patted him, "Get up, what is this? I didn't say anything?"
Lingyuan only felt a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and Yiyan stood up.
Zhu Hao stomped two steps in the room and started to get to the point.
"This time let you Yang Taisheng to Beijing, you know what to do," he said slowly.
Yang Taisheng, the head of the household in Pengzhou, after the death penalty for the death of the anti-Zhu sect, faced with the arrogant and unstoppable Zhu Dang, this small local official stepped forward and killed himself with his own life. Jizhezi, who counted Zhu Chunming's ten most serious crimes, of course, ended up being imprisoned by the emperor like other pioneer officials.
Even though the emperor’s protection and trust were as usual, Zhu Chunming was still so angry that he cursed Yang Taisheng’s ancestors eight generations in a dialect. The reason why he was so angry was that in the year of Yang Taisheng’s imperial examination, he still The chief examiner, and took more care of this Yang Taisheng, but he did not expect to get a white-eyed wolf.
"It's cheaper to die if he is dead," Zhu Wei said, his face full of wine and sternness.
"Yes." Lingyuan answered with his head down.
"Go early and return early," Zhu Hao patted him on the shoulder, with a smile on his face, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, about your little lady, wait for my father to feel better that day. Say something nice to you, a woman, what a big deal..."
Lingyuan is no longer the original Lingyuan, and he can hear a hint of threat from these words of concern.
The bonfire crackled, and a servant came over and handed him a pot of wine.
"My lord, warm your body." He said with an attentive smile.
Lingyuan recovered from his thoughts and took the wine.
"Drink less, the weather is bad, and the road is difficult." He said in a deep voice.
Ya Ya responded with a smile, pointing to the fluttering snow outside, "This day, can you go back on the thirteenth lunar month? Don't delay the birthday banquet of the young master."
Lingyuan hummed, and the Ya Ya saw him speak unintentionally, and retired with interest, and went to drink and eat meat on the other side.
Lingyuan took two sips of this wine pot, and the warmth of his heart rose from the spicy wine entrance.
I don't know what...what are they doing? He couldn't help looking outside the temple, and his eyes darkened. Lingbao had cried and begged him to come back more than once, but the young lady didn't say a word. She just looked at him with sad eyes. The young lady also knew that it's hard to turn around now, right?
This is the price, and because of his momentary obsession, it threatens Lingbao and Miss. . . . This is also the reason why the young lady refused to let him take Lingbao. He originally thought it was only because of the young lady's hatred of the Zhu family. . . .
From the corner of the wall came the sound of learning and breathing, Lingyuan turned his head to look, a figure crouched, with the light of the campfire here, he was focusing on what he was doing on his legs.
We will be in the capital in a few days. . . Lingyuan bit his lip lightly. He stretched out his hand and squeezed out a paper bag from his waist. After hesitating for a moment, he poured the powder into the jug, then slowly stood up and walked over.
Because the people who stood up suddenly blocked the light of the bonfire, the busy Yang Taisheng raised his head a little displeased.
"Thank you," he said hoarsely.
Even though this civil official has become a prisoner, he still maintains this refined air. He is courteous and courteous to these escorts, and no matter how humiliated and teased him, he is always indifferent. For such a person, Lingyuan can't imagine that he would write That made Zhu Chunming's essay.
Just like Gu Hai. . . . Lingyuan Yiyan gently turned sideways and let go, and Guangliang returned.
"Thank you." Yang Taisheng said, then moved on.
"What are you doing?" Lingyuan looked over curiously, and suddenly changed his color, "You...you..."
Yang Taisheng used rubble to cut off the rotten flesh on his legs and heaved a sigh of relief like completing the task, "Okay."
He raised his head, glanced at Lingyuan, his eyes fell on the flask in his hand.
"Little brother, can you take a drink from the old man?" He asked modestly.
Lingyuan only felt trembling all over, looking at the dense white bones exposed on Yang Taisheng's calf, these people. . these people. . . Isn't it a human?
"If it doesn't work, you can't help it." Yang Taisheng smiled and lowered his head.
Lingyuan couldn't help taking two steps back. He remembered that he was in the prison, watching Gu Hai after being tortured, watching the beaten Gongshi, their flesh and blood wailing in pain, but none of them confessed their crimes. Crying while scolding the old thief of Zhu Dang. . . . .
How much hatred is this in the end. . . .
"Hate?" Yang Taisheng laughed and looked up at the young man.
In these days, he knew that this young man was different from the other officers. He didn't talk much and had a very good heart, especially his eyes, which kept their unworldly clarity.
"You know, I have to call a teacher when I meet Zhu Chunming..." He smiled kindly, "And I have a grace to promote..."
"Then you still..." Lingyuan whispered.
Yang Taisheng laughed, and the laughter sank, "Not for personal enmity, but for public anger."
Outrage? Is it worth it to take your own life just for public outrage? Is the Zhu family really angry to this point? Or is it just a simple dispute between North Korea and the party?
"It's worth it. In this life, a person will always gain something and lose something. It's worth it, just know in his heart." Yang Taisheng laughed, licked his chapped lips, and looked at the wine in Lingyuan's hand. Jug, "Little brother, I think you are a good person, let the old man take a sip of wine..."
I am a good person? A trace of confusion flashed in Lingyuan's eyes, am I still a good person? He couldn't help but look down at his hand. . . . .
Every night I short-circuit with Gu Shiba Niang, and the words Gu Shiba Niang once said echoed in my ears again.
"I don't know what is right or wrong, but I know that good and evil must be rewarded." The girl said, although her face was full of sadness, her eyes were firm.
"No, this wine is gone," he couldn't help covering his hand behind him.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Yang Taisheng's eyes, but he did not speak any more.
"I'll get another pot..." As if stabbed by the disappointment in his eyes, Lingyuan couldn't help turning his eyes and whispered.
"Ah, thank you so much, little brother..." Yang Taisheng smiled gratefully.
Lingyuan walked away quickly.
Seeing him coming, the government officials who ate meat and drank hurriedly stood up, smiling and complimenting.
"Give me a pot of wine..." Lingyuan opened his mouth and heard a stern shout from outside.
"Someone stop for me... Ah..."
Accompanied by this scream, the sound of arrows bursting through the sky came all over the sky.
"No, there is someone to commit a crime" everyone drew their swords.
Lingyuan naturally led a few people around Yang Taisheng, vigilant, shouting killing outside the door, and the swords collided with Qiang Qiang.
"My lord..." a guard glanced at Lingyuan and whispered.
Lingyuan looked over, the guard cast a look at him, glanced at Yang Taisheng, and then wiped his neck.
Take the opportunity to kill him. . . . Lingyuan couldn't help but clenched the spear in his hand.
At this moment, with a bang, the broken temple was smashed into a big hole, three or four people rolled in, and everyone immediately greeted them.
Lingyuan raised his hand and stabbed the man in black who had jumped over. When he turned his head, he saw that another man in black had grabbed Yang Taisheng and dragged it out.
Yang Taisheng desperately refused to leave, the man in black eagerly raised his hand and knocked Yang Taisheng unconscious. This action made him stagger to the ground and the door opened wide.
With a wave of the Lingyuan long spear, the man in black looked up, and he was already inevitable. There was fear of death in his eyes, but he was more determined to regard death as home.
Lingyuan only felt his hands tremble slightly, and with a groan, the tip of the gun rubbed the black man's cheek and pierced the wooden pillar behind him.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the black man, dragged Yang Taisheng and rushed out.
"Trash" Zhu Hao slapped his hand up.
The Lingyuan standing in front of him staggered back, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he knelt down.
"What is this?" Zhu Chunming coughed, sat up from the chaise couch, looked at Zhu Wei with an unhappy face, "Is there a big brother like you?"
Zhu Wei gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth, resisting the kicking foot, and stomped heavily on the ground.
"Trash can't even be seen by individuals." He gave Lingyuan a fierce look, then turned to Zhu Chunming and said, "Father, what should I do now? The old Yang Taisheng was taken away by the police, I dare Said that at the beginning, this group of people made the ghosts. They must have sent people to robbery, and then let the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Masi arrest the robbers and save Yang Taisheng. I, I, who doesn’t know the surname of the court The square one is Yang Taisheng’s brother to the handle"
Zhu Chunming just faintly hmmed.
"Father..." Zhu Wei frowned and asked, remembering something in a blink of an eye, and shouted at Lingyuan who was kneeling on the ground, "Don't let me go."
Lingyuan replied, bowed his head and walked out, and the door was immediately closed, cutting off the conversation between the father and son inside.
"Oh, the second young master..." A maid bit her red lips, distressed and worried, holding a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, she was pushed away by Lingyuan.
Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lingyuan sighed lightly and strode out.
On the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, when it was time to prepare the goods for the New Year, there was a lot of lively in the Gu's small courtyard.
"Have you given away all the goods for your brother?" Cao clan walked out and said, and the servant woman behind him helped her put on a lotus green cloak and put on her snow cap.
"Send away." Gu Shiba Niang said afterwards, putting on her cloak.
"Yeah, I saw it personally, so don't worry, Madam..." Lingbao smiled.
...Cao sighed, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, but in the end he said nothing.
Gu Shiba Niang and Lingbao looked at each other, and they all understood her thoughts. Gu Hai, who was about to return for the Chinese New Year, suddenly suffered heavy snowfall, which caused another disaster in Nanzhang County, which had just raised some vitality. His parents naturally Can't walk, so I can only be unfilial.
"That silver..." Gu Shiba Niang whispered.
"Miss, don't worry, I'm looking for the best in Beijing..." Lingbao replied in a low voice.
Gu Hai's salary is not enough. If you don't know how many legs will be broken when you have to wait for the money, Gu Shiba Niang will send the money for temporary help in order to avoid the worry of her brother.
"Okay, get in the car," Cao cried back.
Gu Shiba Niang answered and asked Lingbao to go to the medicine hall.
"Let's see if your brother will come here today..." She said softly, a trace of worry flashed between her eyebrows.
Lingyuan had no news for many days, Lingbao nodded and watched the two cars drive out of the house.
"Eighteen mother, did you add two more brocades?" Cao asked while looking at the gift sheet.
Gu Shiba-niang nodded, watching the car passing by the riot through the fluttering car curtains, and turned to the streets where officials from the Zhou Dynasty gathered. The snow was swept away, the roads were clean, the traffic was luxurious and elegant, even the servants The momentum is extraordinary.
"Your uncle's temperament is not very good, so bear with it more..." Cao hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.
Gu Shiba Niang laughed dumbly, and I knew after she said.
Because of Gu Luoer’s affairs, mother and daughter are connected. Gu Shenan, a man’s family, naturally disdains these women’s opinions, but as a mother, Mrs. Gu cares very much. During this period, they have visited on every festival, and she did not. I gave them a good face to their mother and daughter.
"I see the face of uncle." Gu Bainiang smiled.
In any case, after Gu Hai’s accident, Gu Shenan helped her sincerely. She Gu Shiba Niang remembered her grudges, but she also remembered her gratitude.
Cao caressed his daughter's head and nodded with some guilt.
"Eighteen mother," she hesitated for a moment, "after the new year, let's pick someone else."
Gu Shiba Niang smiled and did not speak.
The carriage stopped at this moment.
"Madam, miss, here we are," the servant women said, raising the curtains and reaching out.
The mother and daughter got out of the car one after another. After the announcement, they stepped into the gate of Gu Shen's house and turned around the shadow wall. He saw a young man slowly walking into the main living room, tall and thin, wearing a chestnut crane cloak, dressed Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked over.
"Gu Yu?" Gu Shiba Niang also raised her eyes, and the two of them looked at each other, and she couldn't help being stunned.
I haven’t seen it for more than half a year. The delicate air on the young man’s face has faded a bit, and he has become more calm. The corners of his mouth are bent, and the usual smile appears on his handsome face.