That year, Ying Huaizhen was thirteen years old.

If someone says that she will die of resentment and pain, she will think that she is a madman.

In fact, there is really such a madman, but before this gentleman finished speaking, he was beaten all over his body by the people of Shangshufu, and he ran away.

Of course, if Ying Lanfeng knew that it was Mr. Nanshan Yinyizhu, who was famous for his "iron mouth straight break", he would not have used such a rough and simple method to deal with it, and maybe he would have thought about it.

It's a pity that there are too many people in front of him who are eager to make a move, and the protégés and those officials who have sharpened their heads and want to pat their horses but can't get in, can hardly wait for Ying Lanfeng to attack, like a hound that has seen its prey, they have rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward to teach this disrespectful and blind charlatan, as if they could not express their loyalty to Shangshu's fists and fists one step later.

There were too many people in the fight, and there were still people who were jumping bravely on the periphery, scolding and helping, so when Ying Lanfeng stood up, he could only see a figure in the crowd holding his head and shrinking his neck and crawling.

Woohoo, in the past ten years, a person who dared to tell the truth in front of Ying Lanfeng finally appeared, and he was beaten away alive.

This upright Mr. Zhu finally escaped from the encirclement, a originally handsome face was bruised and swollen, like a very good dough, Mr. Zhu regretfully caressed his unrecognizable handsome face, while not forgetting to look back at the people behind him who were very relentless in pursuit, showing reluctance.

Xingtong Zhang Ye understood the master's expression, and couldn't help but remind: "What are you still looking at, and then you see that people simply come over and kill you, how can you be reasonable, and you will also affect me." ”

Mr. Zhu's eyes were merciful, and he vaguely saw the figure of Jiao Na beside Ying Lanfeng, and sighed: "You can't teach a child, Lao Tzu has traveled all over the world, and finally saw a seedling with excellent bones, and I wanted to help her solve the love calamity...... However, these people are really rude, and they don't wait for me to finish their words! ”

Zhang Ye sighed: "It's not that I said that you are old, you don't look at the occasion when you speak, and you don't look at who the person is, this is a dignified Shangshu mansion, who doesn't know that Ying Shangshu loves this daughter very much, and took 10,000 steps back and said, even if you are not a big official, you open your mouth and say that other people's daughters must not die well, and it is light if you don't immediately beat you to death with a stick." ”

Mr. Zhu touched the bruised and swollen skin, and hated: "Lao Tzu hasn't finished speaking, if I take that girl away for me, and come back after the age of twenty, I will ensure that she will be safe and happy all her life, but it is a pity that these laymen have eyes and do not know Mount Tai, and ...... But there's another way......"

Xingtong saw that his face was full of resentment and pity, and he couldn't help but hug his head: "Hurry up, it's a shame that you were beaten out before you finished speaking, if you still say this, you will definitely be killed on the spot...... You should be the emperor yourself, and you have to take away other people's precious daughters, even if it is the emperor Laozi, you don't dare to speak to Shangshu like this! ”

This is actually very right, at that time, Ying Lan was arrogant, all over the world, except for the emperor who could stab him a few words, no one else dared to come to tease the tiger's whiskers, not to mention bad words, even if it was a horse, he didn't have a chance to run to him and say, from the Manchu magnates to the common people, who didn't know that Ying Shangshu was the number one celebrity in front of the emperor.

Of course, the infamy of "traitors" or "powerful ministers" is only whispered behind the scenes.

That day, because there were too many people rushing to punch, Ying Huaizhen did not have a deep memory of the "Mr. Bamboo" who had sentenced her to life in front of her and her father.

I quickly forgot that there was such a thing.

Indeed, what does he do? She is the daughter of a first-class official in the dynasty, and she has the right to enter and leave the palace at will, and the emperor favors her

Often, the pampered Cheng dù even exceeds several princesses.

Then, at the age of sixteen, he married Ling Jue, the son of the Marquis of Jinning and the third place in the first class that year...... Ling Jue is as his name, known for his double uniqueness, one is appearance, the other is talent, after marriage, the two love is abnormal, Ling absolutely her, cherish and love, meticulous, that spoiled and sweet, diligently gentle, so that the famous ladies in the capital are enthusiastic and confused to sleep at night.

Ying Huaizhen is like a little bee, dancing in the honey pot, sweet and soft, beautiful, as if he will not be able to enjoy it for a lifetime.

So who would have thought that Mr. Zhu's sentence would become a prophecy.

And it was none other than Ling Jue who stabbed out the fatal knife and made the entire huge Ying Group defeated.

The gentle and beautiful Tanhua Lang Lingjue, who is known as a double peer, is her husband.

The size of the officials involved with the Ying family, there are as many as 10,000 people, the new emperor is merciful and ordered a light sentence, even so, there are more than 1,000 people who are sentenced to beheading, on the day of the execution, the entrance of the vegetable market in the capital, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood.

Ying Huaizhen remembered that the sunset that day was extremely red, dyeing half of the sky red, and the blood flow on the ground kept winding forward, connecting with the sunset, as if the blood had flowed all the way to the sky, obscuring the sky above her head.

And Ling Jue stood in a pool of blood, laughing coldly and ruthlessly.

At that time, Ying Huaizhen couldn't feel the pain, just looked at Ling Jue, his shadow in her eyes, from clear to blurred, from blurred to clear, and the cycle repeatedly, and that smile was unforgettable.

The strange thing is that Ying Huaizhen suddenly wanted to laugh too: she thought that Ling Jue really had a double unique, but the first was ruthlessness and the second was righteousness.

His cold and indifferent appearance in the pool of bones and blood of everyone really lived up to his word "absolute".

Ying Huaizhen laughed.

The messenger who was in charge of escorting her showed a shocked look on her face, this young lady who moved the world with her famous appearance of the country, smiled so much that blood was dripping from her eyes at the moment, that strange appearance, desolate aura, like a ghost Shura.

When he couldn't see everything in front of him, countless images passed by Ying Huaizhen's mind, and finally, a plausible face appeared, the handsome scribe, frowning and worried, said: "Ling Qianjin will not live to live more than ten or ten, and die of resentment and pain, which is indescribable...... Unless ......"

Words that were once forgotten in the depths of memory come back again, and they are so clear.

At that time, her father hugged her and said: "There is a father, who dares to let Zhen'er suffer the slightest grievance, I will let him die a good death." Yun said lightly, his eyes were full of love for his daughter from the bottom of his heart.

Ying Lanfeng's smiling image is boundless and warm sun, but in Ying Huaizhen's eyes, the tide is boundless.

She didn't land, but her heart died.

Ying Huaizhen pursed his lips and smiled.