At noon the next day, the Mingde Gate was opened, and from the Mingde Gate to the Suzaku Gate, the whole Suzaku Street was filled with a strong and viscous smell, which was a unique smell of iron and blood, and the long prison cart was followed by unkempt and blood-stained prisoners of war.

The street was wide, and the onlookers on both sides of the street could not see which prisoner was Wang Shichong and which was his high-ranking official in the prisoner's car, so they only blindly pointed and insulted him. The loser has always been the loser, but Wang Shichong in the prisoner car was calm, closed his eyes indifferently, and turned a deaf ear to the noise of the outside world.

When Kaicheng descended to the Tang Dynasty, the king of Qin personally promised not to kill, but he didn't have the face to break his promise, and his fate was saved. It is a great joy to be able to save his life, who cares about the abuse and contempt of those ants, as long as the foundation still exists, after a few years, when the old king dies and the new king ascends the throne, maybe he can also take advantage of this to turn over a big wave, stir it in the muddy water, and it is a high-ranking official and dignitary, and it is still a ruthless role that crushes ants like a breath.

The people in the two prison cars were not as sure as Wang Shichong at all, and Du Yan did not care about the surging denunciation and ridicule, he leaned back against the prison car, buried his face in his bent knees, and only left a gray mess of hair trembling with the bumps of the prison car. Along the way, he couldn't help but take a sip of these years, more than ten years ago, Jiangdu's dispute for concubines was like a sharp and flexible fish thorn, stalked in the throat and pinched into the flesh and blood.

Until the end of the prisoner sacrifice ceremony and being thrown into a cold and damp prison, he still couldn't figure it out, just for such a woman whose appearance and appearance were not very outstanding, and her family background was scattered, she had to ignore Du Ru's breath, and what did she teach in the first place. So that he later killed his eldest son who had not yet been born, and then added Du Maoxing a life in his hands, but at that time, he was vigorous, even if Du Chuke returned to Du Ling, and also repaired a letter to Du Ruhui, if these things did not come out at that time, only taught the two of them to die in the eastern capital together, this account can still be relied on. Now that I think about it, I regret it.

Du Yan let out a long breath from his chest, it was too deep, his heart was faintly panicked, he secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said to himself, it's okay, it's okay, maybe it is not because of the Gu family's concubine from the beginning, and some grievances in the bloodline are expressed. If it weren't for that woman, there would be no reason for it, and it wouldn't have escaped today's settlement. According to this way, Du Ruhui Quan should not recognize his attitude, and there is probably no hope for life.

As his wry smile slowly dissipated on his face, his eyes couldn't help but heat up. Before the tears poured out, the iron chain on the cell door sounded, and two jailers walked into the cell and shouted coldly: "Which one is Du Yan?" ”

Du Yan subconsciously shrank inward, and said in his heart, this is the one who came to seek revenge, do you want me to be the first sacrificial knife? Everyone looked at him in unison, so he had nowhere to hide, so he had to stand up against the wall, "So-and-so." ”

The words are quite steady, and the legs are already soft as floc. The two jailers stepped forward and dragged him out of the cell, one left and one right, and he had to be dragged by them because of the weakness in his legs.

The people who were imprisoned in the prison probably also felt that he was going to do the head of the knife, and they couldn't help but close their mouths in fright, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and for a while they only heard the low sobs of the woman in the prison, which were Wang Shichong's relatives who were in one place, and they would all be filled into the palace as usual, and they would not die left and right, so they still had the heart to cry about their misfortune.

Among the women who bowed their heads and wept and murmured, the only woman sat against the prison door, quietly stunned, only when Du Yan was dragged by her side, Fang raised her eyes like dead ashes, smiled coldly, and did not see any emotion.

Du Yan was taken to the outer room of the prison, where the blue brick floor and walls lined the whole room with cold and cold colors, and he thought he would be taken straight to the execution ground, but he was brought here, where the two jailers stepped forward to remove the shackles from his hands and feet, and pressed him to sit on a wooden bench with unsteady legs.

After a while, the door of the house moved slightly, opening a narrow slit, Du Yan looked up and looked out along the crack in the door, it was pitch black outside, and it was estimated that it was late at night. A figure wrapped in a dark cloak squeezed in outside the door, and Du Yan involuntarily stood up.

The figure threw off the cloak, showed his face, and arched his hand towards Du Yan: "Under Pei Xuanzhen, I am a step late, and I am very sorry that Du Gong was frightened." Then I asked Du Gong to go out to bathe and change his clothes, and go to the bad luck, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has prepared a banquet, just waiting for Du Gong to go out. ”

Du Yan was stunned for a long time, looked at the person in front of him inch by inch from head to toe, and suddenly realized, "Mr. is Pei ......"

Pei Lin raised his hand and pressed it on Du Yan's shoulder, his face moved slightly with a smile, and he nodded in acquiescence while signaling him to silence. Du Yan froze for a moment, then laughed silently, and raised his hand to Pei Lian, "Pei Gong, please." ”

The jailer at the gate of the prison saw Du Yan stepping out of the stone door of the prison, and he hurriedly stepped forward to block it, because he didn't know what the origin of the people who came to take away the prisoners of war, but he also knew that he couldn't afford to provoke them, so he had to smile and say: "This Ah Lang...... The boys are just begging for food, but they can't afford it. ”

Pei Lin casually threw out a piece of paper, "I won't teach you to be embarrassed, just take it well, but someone wants to ask, take this and show it to him." ”

The leading jailer held the paper steadily, looked down, although he didn't recognize a few words, the prince's big seal still knew it, and quickly put it away and put it in his arms, and when he looked up again, the two had already walked away.

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Mu Qing and Du Ruhui held the sign, led two dead soldiers borrowed from He Suizhao, and passed through several groups of Wuhou who patrolled the night and guarded the ban, and when they stopped their horses in front of the tall bluestone brick gate of the prison, it was already three watches.

The head of the jailer at the gate of the prison was heartbroken, and took the second piece of paper tonight, the words were still unrecognizable, and the cinnabar seal of King Qin was impressively on the paper, and he didn't dare to say much, so he took the note closely, turned around and simply opened the door, and led the group of four people down to the prison.

The prison was dark, and it was difficult to distinguish day and night, except for the brass candlesticks nailed to the four walls, which emitted a faint and faint light. Mu Qingcai took a step, and the smell of corruption and blood that came to his nose was so bad that he covered his mouth and retched, Du Ruhui held her hand in the dark, and said in a low voice: "You don't go in." ”

The jailer who led the way glanced at them, "You are not used to seeing this situation, our prisoners of war are crowded and small, and they are even more unbearable than the prison of the Ministry of Punishment." As he spoke, he pointed to the broken bench in the middle of the room, "You can sit down here for a while, and if you want to find someone, just tell the boys to bring it." ”

Du Ruhui arched his hand, "There is a labor prison head." I wanted to take two people, half a hundred men, named Du Yan, a woman, twenty-five or sixteen years old, called Gu Erniang. ”

The jailer summoned the other two pawns and whispered a few words. But he saw one of them in the dim and dancing firelight, and raised his head in shock, "The one named Du Yan has been taught to be taken away, and he is still the little one who went to carry it." ”

Du Ru took a step forward and tightened his eyebrows, "Are you sure?" ”

"You can't make a mistake, if Ah Lang doesn't believe it, the villain has a seal here." The jailer took out the first piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to Du Ruhui.

He unfolded the paper, and the astute pawn hurriedly lit the torch and stepped forward, Du Ruhui lit the light of the torch shaking, word by word, and carefully read the words on the paper twice, and with a heavy sigh overflowing from his chest, his fist-clenched hand also smashed against the wall.

Mu Qing hurriedly pulled his hand, and the four protruding knuckles on his hand were all scratched, but fortunately, his muscles and bones were fine. "Did you really teach someone to take it away? Who is moving so fast and getting ahead of us? ”

Du Ruyan closed his eyes and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Prince." ”

"Did he say he could take it with him? This campaign has nothing to do with him, so how can he extract prisoners of war at will? Mu Qing said angrily, and forgot to avoid the jailers around him for a while, but fortunately, the jailers probably knew something, and knew that the King of Qin and the prince were fighting, and they were better to avoid them from afar, so they pretended to be deaf and dumb, and they just didn't hear it.

"He saved Du Yan's life in front of the saint, and the saint allowed it, and Du Yan was afraid that no one could move." Du Ruyan returned the piece of paper to the jailer in frustration.

When the jailer saw him like this, he did not dare to gasp for breath, and asked carefully, "Do you still want to mention it, woman?" ”

"Mention." Du Ruyan stood with his hands in his hands and spit out a word with a sigh.

The jailer waved his hand, and the two guards who knew about it went down to the prison, and before the moment came, a woman who had taught Ubu to put her head on was dragged up, and she stuffed the cloth in her mouth, and let her shake her head as she wanted, only to make some muffled noises.

When the hooded Ubud was uncovered again, the woman had been pushed into a half-dilapidated room, surrounded by night birds and the whispering of wild animals in the distance, and the wilderness ten miles outside the city.

The flame in Mu Qing's eyes had burned to the peak, and he almost wanted to bleed, but the joy in his heart was spreading little by little.

"I'm waiting outside, you and her settle old accounts." Du Ruyan held her waist and whispered in her ear, "Just let them do those pickled things, and be careful not to stain their hands." With that, he retreated outside the house.

At this time, she could not still listen to this, her eyes were fixed on the figure in the darkness, and she approached step by step, not even noticing the pungent smell of years of decay and mildew among the ruins.

"It's finally what you wanted." A cold and sharp laugh erupted from the dark place, as if he was watching a funny scene, and the more he laughed, the louder he laughed.

Mu Qing stood still, frowned in disgust, and was reluctant to take another half step closer to her, "Erniang, you should have known that there was this day in the morning. I begged hard that day, how were you? When I was in Yuhang, although my brother didn't admit your affection, he never felt sorry for you, he didn't even say a bad word, and he deliberately avoided it in front of people, and carefully kept your name for you, what about you? He moved to the post of Jincheng Changshi, do you think he doesn't know all about the things you did in secret? How many times did he help each other privately, do you know? Why do you do this to him? If you are angry with me, what do you have to do with him? What are you for? ”

The torch in the hand of the entourage on the side lit up Gu Erniang's face, which was originally an extremely delicate face, but at this time, it seemed to have climbed on a hideous poisonous insect, so distorted that Mu Qing couldn't recognize it. "I have not said those things before, nor will I ever say them. That is, it will not be said to you. ”

"So far, I don't care if you say it or not, whether you answer or not, and I can't call back my brother, but I'm just asking for an explanation for my brother." Mu Qing sighed quietly, suddenly changed his breath again, and said coldly to the two dead soldiers on the left and right: "Send her away." ”

Gu Erniang's throat made a strange "gurgling" sound, and her always delicate voice became hoarse, like a cracking sound when tearing the cloth, "Does he think that if he enters the soil, he will be able to stay with that Hu girl forever?" When I went to see him, I begged him day by day, and taught them that they could no longer be at peace. ”

Saying that, she couldn't suppress her smug laughter, and squatted on the ground with her stomach covered with a smile, "I'll be able to see him soon, hear his voice, and have a full stomach full of words to say to him." It's been almost three years, and I'm worried about it. And your unborn child, without his mother's protection, lonely and pitiful, have you ever heard him crying? It doesn't matter, I'll coax him for you. If you want to send me to them, that's it, that's it......"

Mu Qing's face was covered with a layer of frost in an instant, and the compelling cold air rose from her body, and she couldn't help but teach Gu Erniang to shudder, and choked on laughter.

"Send her on her way." Mu Qinghan sighed, put on the flip hat on his cloak, hid the whole person in the dark shadows, and walked straight towards the door, and a dead soldier had already drawn his saber with a "clatter".

She stopped in front of the door, but did not look back, and a biting coldness came from the shadows, "Cut off her ears and tongue, gouge out her eyes, break her hand tendons, abandon the corpse in the barren forest, and not allow an inch of land to cover herself!" ”

The first terrible scream sounded behind him, I don't know whether it was ear-gouging or gouging out of his eyes, but I heard her intermittently hissing shouting: "You, you, since you were a child, you have been proud of your grandfather, grandfather, you have always been good, you are so ruthless, is it possible...... Also taught by a grandfather? ”

"They are all taught by Erniang you." Mu Qing coolly dropped a sentence, used all his strength, and stepped out of the door with one foot.

After the second step out of the house, she no longer had the strength to move forward, and she collapsed and fell straight down, as if there was a dark hole under her feet. As soon as his legs weakened, he sank into the darkness.

But she didn't fall into any deep hole, not even the damp ground, but straight into a warm, dry place where her breath was familiar to her bones. Du Ruhui quickly reached out to grab her, took her into his arms, and prevented her from falling to the ground.

"Don't force yourself, I'll ...... for you" Du Ruhui held her shoulders and comforted her softly.

Mu Qing's face was buried in his shoulder socket, and she sniffed hard, the familiar warm smell seemed to have a special effect, which made her gradually calm down. There was a last heart-rending cry from inside the broken house, and she looked back at the broken half of the wall behind her, and shook her head blankly, "No need. ”

In the years she had been waiting for this moment, she had thought countless times about what kind of pleasure it would bring her, but when it came to the moment, she could not raise the slightest excitement, and she was surprised to find that she was not very comfortable at the moment, and she was so bored that she just wanted to find a quiet place to hide. But if she wants to stop bypassing Gu Erniang, it is impossible.

After a short time, the two dead soldiers carried Gu Erniang's body out of it and walked towards the depths of the forest without saying a word. Du Ruhui looked at her situation and estimated that she would no longer be able to ride a horse, so he held her waist steady, put her on the horse, and turned over on the horse, 1152

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