Siqing only felt that her throat was strained, and seeing that Cheng Yiheng really didn't want to say more to herself, she had to say, "I'll only ask you two more things." ”

"Say it. ”

"When will the second brother be executed?"

"Haven't there been British foreign envoys coming over recently, and I'll do it after they leave, but it's just a matter of the past few days. After Cheng Yiheng finished speaking, he found that he had talked to her too much again, and waved his hand and said, "What's the second one?"

"If there are only a few days left, I want to go in and accompany him, you should be able to do this, right?"

"What?" Cheng Yiheng put down Erlang's legs, stood up and slapped the table, "Where to go in and stay, that's a prison cell, you should be your Meng family, a yard with a yard, no matter how you are brothers and sisters, there is a difference between men and women, let others know that the two of you have been together for several days, how do you go out?"

After he finished yelling, he realized that he had talked too much, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "This matter is not allowed, let's leave quickly!"

Siqing stood still, wanting to fight again, but before she could speak, someone knocked on the door, and it was her subordinates who reported the matter.

After the soldier came in, he glanced at Siqing first.

Cheng Yiheng said impatiently: "A little girl doesn't need to be guarded, she has something to say." ”

The person who came had no choice but to walk over to him and present a piece of paper: "I just got an order from the imperial court, and Meng Huai'an wants to be guilty of one more degree." ”

"Sin plus a few others is not death, why are they engaging in these foolish things?" Cheng Yiheng smiled sarcastically, opened the fold, and glanced at it a few times.

Suddenly, with a sluggish smile, he turned the fold over and over again and looked at it several times, one moment crumpling it into a ball, and then spreading it out again, over and over again, as if in this way, the words on it would change.

But he rubbed it several times, and the white paper was still white, and the black letters were still black letters.

The person who came still had something to say, although he had to be instructed not to avoid outsiders, but after glancing at Siqing, he still attached his ear to Cheng Yiheng and whispered: "The master specially pointed out that Meng Huai'an will definitely die, and the Meng family is grateful to intercede, the capital crime can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, my lord, the time has come for you to behave." ”

"How do you say that?" Cheng Yiheng asked.

"The Meng family is based on porcelain painting, when the palace suppressed it thought that they would disappear, I don't want them to rise again soon, the folk craft is not big, it is not small, not we give ourselves a long face, but these things are sent out, that is the impression of a country, even if the craftsman family needs exquisite craftsmanship, but the family style can go long, the Meng family actually concealed such a major event for a momentary honor, its heart is unpredictable, the master can keep his life, but can not keep his art, not to mention, more than 20 years ago, Meng Hongxian had a holiday with the British ambassador Burchard who came here, in order not to offend Burhard, they must not be spared。 ”

It is no secret that Meng Hongxian was arrested in the palace twenty-six years ago, and because he refused to paint Western paintings on porcelain, he angered Lafayette and offended Burhard, the British diplomatic commander who had already been there at that time.

This incident started because of Burhard, when Lafayette threatened the Meng family's newborn son, Meng Hongxian made a painting against his will, and at that time, a child-changing turmoil planned by Mrs. Meng was revealed more than 20 years later, and the second arrival of Burchard returned the dust to dust and the earth to the earth.

The person who came continued to whisper to Cheng Yiheng: "The Meng family has risen again, it is to borrow the east wind of their family's Huikan Pavilion Porcelain Art Society, the Porcelain Art Society has become a pillar for them to stand on, the master has an order, the Meng family can be protected, and the Porcelain Art Society cannot be kept, especially ...... Among them, the craftsmanship can not be left either!"

Cheng Yiheng listened while raising his eyes, and looked at Siqing through the person's beginning, his eyes uncertain.

It wasn't until the person in his ear finished saying that he immediately withdrew his eyes, and his face became solemn again.

After the person finished relaying, he withdrew, and after the person left, Cheng Yiheng pinched the fold in his hand again, held it in his palm, and said to Siqing: "You want to go in to accompany Meng Huai'an, right, I agreed." ”

"Really?" Siqing couldn't understand why he had suddenly changed his mind.

"Of course it's true, you can go in now, I'll do what I say. He took a few quick steps to open the door, "Hurry up if you want to go, I have other things to do." ”

Siqing got up and followed him out, walked through the corridor outside the office, turned a corner through an inner door, and saw two locked big iron doors, Cheng Yiheng waved his hand, and the guards took out the key to open the lock, the iron door was heavy, and after the lock was opened, the two soldiers pushed it together, and then pushed one open, and when the two walked in, it squeaked and closed again.

There is no sunlight inside the iron gate, and after going down a few flights of stairs, you will see a row on the left and a row on the right, all of which are cells with iron frame doors, and the people sitting or standing in twos and threes can be seen clearly at a glance.

Cheng Yiheng stopped in a room at the end of the left, and smiled with the person behind him: "This morning, I'm still staying here." ”

Siqing looked at the cell, the floor was paved with mud bricks, and the walls were also painted, although there was no imaginary scene of weeds and insects, but this one was not in a good location, there was no top window, and the whole room was extremely dim.

Those who have lost their freedom in this dark space need strong minds to support the desolation that overflows their hearts.

Cheng Yiheng glanced at it lightly, took another step, and walked straight ahead, directly in front of it was a solid wooden door, which was not transparent and could not see the scene inside.

When he walked to the wooden door, he didn't ask people to take the key to open the door, but kicked it two or three times with his foot.

The door slowly opened from the inside, and a mustachioed soldier appeared in front of him, yawning.

The news in the cell was closed, and the mustache was a little shocked when he saw him for the first time, and when he raised the sign, the other party was cowardly, and immediately nodded and let him in.

Entering the wooden door, inside was a small hall, embedded in a room, and a coffee table and chairs were placed in the small hall, which was the place of the mustache, and he was responsible for guarding the prisoners.

The door of the embedded room next to it is an iron door, leaving a small window on the door, and the iron sheet on the window can be opened, which is convenient for delivering food, and it is more convenient to observe from the outside to the inside, but it can only accommodate one person to watch.

It was Huai'an who was imprisoned in the room, Cheng Yiheng opened the iron sheet and looked inside, Siqing couldn't get close, so he could only wait beside him, and when he heard the people inside talking, his voice was brisk: "Why are you here again, can't you bear me?"

As soon as the voice came out, Siqing's nose was sour.

And Cheng Yiheng didn't plan to give in to her so quickly, he said: "Don't give yourself gold, I can't bear you a big-headed ghost...... Ahem, this official is here to give you a gift. ”

"Ah, am I going to eat the guillotine so soon?"

"You want to be so fast, I haven't had time to entertain you yet. Cheng Yiheng said, "There are some things, you should be measured, you don't need me to remind you, right?"

"What's the matter? I don't understand. ”

Cheng Yiheng put down the iron sheet and asked the mustache to open the door.

With a clang, the iron door slowly opened, Cheng Yiheng leaned his hands against the door, and before he could say much, behind him, Siqing had quickly walked out.

Huai'an was originally sitting with his arms against the wall, but when he saw her, he quickly stood up, his face full of shock: "Fourth sister, why are you here?"

"She's coming to accompany you. Cheng Yiheng answered for her.

Huai'an's eyes flickered, and he looked at her incredulously a few times, wanting to ask a lot of questions, but all of them were knotted, he couldn't ask a word, his mouth opened a few times, and finally he turned to Cheng Yiheng: "You promised her this?"

"She has a good relationship with you, since she wants to come to see you, why don't I agree?" Cheng Yiheng said, mentioning the word feelings, suddenly remembered the news he had just gotten, and suddenly realized something, and his eyes shot straight towards Siqing.

Siqing probably felt that he was looking at himself, calmly looked sideways, met his gaze, and smiled slightly.

Cheng Yiheng looked at it in a daze for a while, suddenly realized, and said in his heart: "No, no, it's all wrong, you can't go in!"

But seeing that Siqing had strode in, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pull her, but the other party walked fast, he was disappointed, and wanted to say something, but the two of them were talking to me and didn't pay attention to him.

He became an ornament, pinching the fold in his hand that was clumped into waste paper, thinking about it, and finally reluctantly discarding his mind, and as soon as the iron door was closed, he walked out alone.

The mustache bowed his body to send him out, walked one step and turned around, and finally when he was about to go out of the gate, he couldn't help but speak: "My lord, Miss Meng Si is really not leaving?"

"Yes, Meng Huai'an doesn't have a few days to live, heh, this farce of the Meng family is really chilling, Siqing's indefatigable should be the only comfort in his last days. He added, "Do you know anything about his background?"

"The little one just heard what the two people said in front of me, and everyone is talking about it, this matter ...... No one doesn't know about it now, right?"

"He didn't know it himself. Cheng Yiheng shook his head, "You take good care of it, but don't tell him." ”

"This ...... If you don't say anything about the little one, the fourth lady will say it too?"

"Not necessarily. With that, he glanced back, shook his sleeves and left.

After a long time, I moved to the yamen, entered the lobby, raised my head, and saw the words "Mirror hanging". In the past, when his father was there, he didn't like to hang these, but at that time he was used to seeing the bare background, but now he suddenly had an extra thing, but he caught a glimpse of it at a glance.

He walked in and walked around, and found an identical plaque on the table in the back hall, he touched it twice, pulled a soldier and asked, "Why is there another one?"

The soldier replied: "The one in the lobby was sent by a profiteer Cao Zhong at that time in order to please Lord Meng, this was sent by the people to thank Lord Meng for eradicating the profiteer, Lord Meng saw that the two pieces were the same, so he didn't bother to change them, and later Lord Meng was not in office for a long time, he didn't move these things, and we didn't dare to move, so we kept it like this." ”

After the soldier finished speaking, he muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I don't understand what Master Meng thinks, can what the profiteers send and the people send the same?"

"It's all the same on the surface, it's really the same. Cheng Yiheng said coldly, "No matter who sent it, it's just these four words, and the meaning of these four words has not changed." ”

He turned, a thousand thoughts welling up in his mind.

What a treacherous person sends out is not necessarily a low thing, and what a bad person does is not necessarily wrong.

It's just that they are standing in different positions.

He was relieved at this moment, turned around and said decisively: "Transfer troops, follow me back to the pavilion!"

In the prison of the patrol room, the mustache carried a wine jug and peanuts, and was half-lying on the chair in front of the coffee table, eating happily.

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