Du Yunxin shook his head and continued to smile ethereally, it was a kind of smile that had no roots in the world, and almost did not have any substance.

"Xin Yi, I'm afraid you don't know, my brother and Qin Gongzi Xu Dai are getting along. Don't laugh at them, the habit of breaking sleeves is nothing new. The two of them set up a grass hut outside the city, and I went to see it a few times, and they lived really poorly. It's a pity that both of them are people who refuse to sell money with their skills, grow some wheat, and the neighbors know them, and occasionally support them. But after all the calculations, the porridge is not thick. ”

Xin Yi gasped.

The things in these words are a bit too much for a while.

Du Yunzhi and Xu Dai got along. She was a little surprised, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

As for the two mouths being poor, she expected that both of them would not bend their waists for five buckets of rice, and it was strange to be able to drink thick porridge.

"So, what's in the basket? Xin Yi figured out the key and asked.

"It's my treasure, a painting of my brother. With the name of the bookboy, it is enough to make a thousand dollars. However, when the daughter is exhausted, it is not the best way. Du Yun's smile became stronger, "So, I implore the girl, dedicate this pair of words to your husband, the prince of Jin." If you can find an official position for my brother in the Jin Palace, it doesn't hurt to have a few products, and it would be good to be able to receive a lot of money every month. ”

Du Yunxin said, while opening the small box, it is indeed a roll of calligraphy rolled into a long cylinder, where the two poles of heaven and earth are located, revealing the shaft head of the jujube red sour branch wood.

Xin Yi frowned slightly. Silent for a while.

There is no doubt about these words, from the meaning to the reason, Du Yunxin's last moment, her conscience found that it was even more justified to seek a future for her brother-in-law.

Then she went to the probe and took a look, it was indeed an ordinary calligraphy, it was framed, and the shaft head of the sour branch wood was thick and very particular.

However, she really doesn't believe Du Yunxin, or rather, Zheng Siying behind her.

"In this way, I will personally ask to see the King of Jin and seek a future for the scholar. You don't need to ...... calligraphy and painting" Xin Yi finally got the best of both worlds.

Unexpectedly, Du Yunxin knelt down with a plop, and tears came down: "Xin Yi, I am a big sinner, are you still afraid that I will harm you? I, who is a sister, the last bit of heart, you don't want me to do my best for my brother? I beg you, maybe only in this way can my brother forgive me, and I will be at ease when I go to the underworld, please!"

In front of the mansion, Du Yun's heart was full of tears, but he cried as if he was fake, and it was heartbreaking to have a brother.

Xin Yi was a little flustered. Hurriedly reached out to help her: "You get up first, let's think about it ...... later"

"No! this is the way, it must!" Du Yunxin grabbed Xin Yi's hand violently, his red eyes burst out with a ray of madness, "Xin Yi, you hate me so much, you don't want to help me?" Okay, then I'm dead, I'm dead, you can help with this, right?"

Xin Yi was shocked: "What nonsense! I'm crazy again!"

The last word fell.

Du Yunxin smiled strangely.

Immediately, a bright red liquid flowed from the corner of her lips.

Blood. Take the poison in advance, and now the blood is poisoned.

Xin Yi's pupils shrank, and he immediately pulled Du Yunxin up, wanting to pull her into the mansion: "What's the matter! Come in, I'll go to Lang Zhong! What's the matter, I'm tired of you! But I don't want you to die! You can't learn like Zheng Siying!"

Du Yun grabbed Xin Yi's hand and didn't want to enter the mansion, but in the end, he desperately stuffed the scroll to Xin Yi: "Now...... I'm dead, and you and I have a grudge, it's for my brother...... Do him once...... Dedicate the scroll to the King of Jin......"

The blood at the corners of Du Yunxin's lips became more and more crazy, gushing out, soaking half of her face and Xin Yi's skirt.

In broad daylight, Xin Yi watched Du Yunxin in front of her, and her body was cold inch by inch.

She was a little anxious, but she also gritted her teeth, trying to move Du Yunxin closer to the mansion, sweating profusely: "Don't talk nonsense! You bear with it! Lang Zhong is coming soon! Someone, go find Lang Zhong!"

Xin Yi shouted desperately towards the house, his voice was hissed, and immediately the guard at the door passed the word, and there was a commotion in front of the house.

But Du Yunxin couldn't hear anything anymore.

Her remaining smile is still so ethereal, it turns out that she no longer belongs to the world.

"Xinyi...... Present the scroll to King Jin...... Otherwise, I won't let you go......"

Du Yunxin only had the strength to squeeze out such a sentence, and then the hand that grabbed Xin Yi's clothes hung down.

The last thing she heard was the sound of Lang Zhong's sigh, the sound of the neighbors talking, and the low roar of Xin Yi in a panic.

"Okay, okay! I'll answer! Lang Zhong is here! Du Yunxin, open your eyes! How can anyone die so easily! How can your own life be so worthless! Open your eyes!"

……

Du Yunxin smiled.

Before she remembered it, Li Zhiye told her that as long as Xin Yi was forced to hand over the scroll to the King of Jin in person, he would use the status of Li in Longxi to overturn the case for the Du family and ensure that she would be the official lady again.

However, it's Miss Ghost.

Yet, I will, I will, she replied.

That's nice.

……

Why are the people around her crying, why is even Xin Yi, a hateful woman, her eyes red, she is obviously so happy, she finally has no regrets.

Longxi Li was Zhaoxue for the Du family, restored her reputation, and she returned to the official family as a girl, posthumously rewarded.

Shinong Industry and Commerce, what a glory, the famous Du family, she will become a pearl embedded in the family tree.

The daughter of the official family, the value of her daughter, exchange her life as Zheng Siying's tail wagging dog, it is worth it.

How beautiful the brocade robe is tied with paper, the two stone lions of the high gate of Zhuhu made of paper, the golden hairpin tied with paper can only be brought by girls, and the maids and slaves tied with paper are hundreds, nodding behind her.

She's so happy.

It's true.

……

On this day, white flags fluttered somewhere in Chang'an, and the bell of mercy rang from the temple.

On the same day, Li Jin of Longxi admonished. It was only Miss Du's maid who died. The real Du Da girl has long been worried about the death of her loving father. At the same time, the case was overturned for the Du family, who was wronged by the Meng Lu family.

Emperor Zhun. Posthumously crowned Du Yuwen Guogong. The Du family is full of loyalty and martyrs, and it has regained its former glory.

This case, although it was said that the one who died was a "maid", but after all, it was a big sinner involved with the Wang family, and if he died, he died, and Chang'an County ordered to reward Xinfu with twenty silver as a reward for arresting the remaining sins.

No matter how noisy the day is, it still does not stop at night.

As Chang'an City gradually returned to its original state, the prosperity and liveliness of the capital also returned.

In order to celebrate the subsidence of the war, the people of the capital who had taken a breath, everyone put on a new spring shirt, took out the artillery battle that was only set off during the New Year, smiling all over the city, knocking on the door to congratulate each other, for this peace, for this hard-won.

It was night, the sound of firecrackers, fireworks were all over the sky, and children were holding ice bowls and running everywhere. The city order also deliberately extended the city hours, and the quasi-Jinwu couldn't help but stay at night, and the jade leak was not urged.

"Chang Taiping! Chang Taiping!" The neighbors said hello to each other, carrying freshly pasted lanterns to enjoy the night play, crowded with people, and reproducing the prosperous atmosphere.

On the side of the street, there was a stall selling snacks from Suzhou and Hangzhou, but the atmosphere was a little stiff, and the charcoal fire at one end of the pick was extinguished, obviously ready to call it a day.

The two men in front of the picker were tense, and the shopkeeper hid behind the picker, with a sad face.

Cui Yan raised his eyebrows and didn't let go: "My son wants this last bowl, you slave still dare to grab it?"

Changsheng's eyes widened, and his hands clenched tighter: "No, I will never let it today!

It turned out that the object of the two was a bowl of Suzhou-Hangzhou snacks held in their hands: dried shredded chicken juice.

It was obviously the last bowl, and both of them rushed to ask for it, so no one would let go.

Cui Yan barely squeezed out a smile seduced by silk: "There is a female devil in my family who wants to eat the dried silk of this stall, no matter how much money you want, this son must buy it today!"

Changsheng also sighed and didn't let go: "No, I also have a little female demon in my family, and I also want to eat this dried silk for supper!"