In the prison, Xin Ziyan's cry shook the entire guard, crashing into the iron wall and shooting in a whirling flash, shooting everywhere was a bloody steel knife, such a ten thousand knives shot Feng Zhi closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes flashed in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Retribution for injustice, retribution for injustice......

Fat Ah Hua's corpse was laid out in front of her eyes, five years ago, her husband made a decision that had a profound impact on Feng Zhiwei, and five years later, as if the reincarnation of fate, the deep black shadow of death brought by that decision shone on her body.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

Feng Zhiwei's fingers twisted tightly in the dark, cold to the point of no temperature...... She has killed countless people in her life, but she has never been sorry for it, but at this moment, she can't open her eyes to face such absolute innocence.

"Bang tom." With a bang, Xin Ziyan, who was in great pain, fainted. “

Seven golden flowers have not asked about the world under the care of their sister and brother-in-law for many years, but they have suddenly matured a lot under the great changes at this moment, and when they saw Xin Ziyan fainting, they didn't open their mouths and cry stupidly, Dahua immediately knelt down to the leader, and whimpered: "...... Please, my lord, take care of our brother-in-law, we have to go back...... Collect my sister......"

The leader helped her up, glanced at Feng Zhiwei, nodded silently, and the golden flowers silently lifted the body of the fat Ah Hua, and did not go out directly, but went around to Feng Zhiwei's prison.

They didn't say anything, tearful and calm, carrying their sister's corpse, one by one in front of the prison door.

"Phew!" Dahua suddenly tilted her head, and a mouthful of spit fiercely spit on the corner of Feng Zhiwei's robe.

"Phew!" Erhua followed, and the thick phlegm fell on Feng Zhiwei's cuffs.

"Phew!" Sanhua was vigorous, and he came to Feng Zhiwei's face.

……

By the time the seven flowers had passed, Feng Zhiwei was already in a mess.

She never moved.

When it happens, she has to face it, and she is never afraid to take any responsibility for the consequences she has caused.

Including these villagers who lost their eldest sister, the hatred and hatred expressed in their most direct way.

The miscellaneous footsteps were far away, and the golden feather guards were silently cleaning up the blood stains on the ground, the ground was washed away, but the faint bloody breath still remained at the end of the nose, and more were the eternal scars in the heart, which could not be healed, waiting to expand again, until death.

Xin Ziyan was dizzy, as if he didn't want to wake up and face such a nightmare again, the Jin Yuwei looked at each other, and did not try to wake him up, but left many people to guard him inside and out.

Today's events, the two bachelors have become mortal enemies, and they are afraid that something will happen in the future, and they dare not take it lightly.

In the prison that was still bleak just now, now there are nails standing like guards, silent like statues in the dark, and in the sound of those chaotic breathing, Feng Zhiwei slowly opened his eyes.

The small window diagonally opposite her prison suddenly flashed at an unnoticeable angle.

It was the code of her guards lurking in the shadows, waiting for her next instructions.

Feng Zhiwei was silent for a long time, slowly wiped the phlegm on his face, and finally slowly raised his palm.

The shadow of her palm was illuminated by an oil lamp on the wall, a straight and erected symbol, a secret word belonging to her and her guard.

"Stop."

Then she lay down slowly, the light on the small window was gone, and the secret guard had withdrawn.

She didn't know.

There was a man who walked freely through the dark and guarded guards, and in a few inconspicuous corners he stopped, as if he had found something, and then he went all the way out until he reached the sparse woods not far from the guard, leaned over and looked at the ground with his hands behind his back, and jumped up to the treetops, looked in all directions, ran through the treetops for a while, and stopped at a certain tree.

He searched in the branches of the treetops, found a little bit of cloth, and looked at the tree again, and saw some familiar marks.

Then he stood on top of the treetops, turned, took a small mirror from his bosom, and slowly gestured in a certain direction.

Light is shot out after skillful refraction.

In the distance, Feng Zhi slanted slightly opposite the small window, and the light flashed.

The code that this person made was exactly the same as the code that the secret guard had made to Feng Zhiwei before.

It's just that Feng Zhiwei didn't look up at the small window again because the secret guard had withdrawn, she closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was contemplative or asleep.

In the distance, the man nodded in satisfaction.

He raised his face, the white moonlight shone on half of his face, his eyebrows were not unusual, but his gaze occasionally flickered, like the wind passing through the rice field, the blue light flashed, the edge was terrifying, but it was instantly hidden.

Jin Yuwei commanded the envoy.

==

Changxi's eighteenth year, which shocked the world and involved two scholars, the "Hanoi Book Case" was due to an accidental death, but the final ending was dramatic.

Mrs. Xin learned that her husband was detained, and he accidentally broke into the prison of the guard and died, and this matter reached the ears of Emperor Tiansheng, and the old emperor was also stunned for a long time.

Ning Yi and others took advantage of the situation to say a lot of Xin's husband and wife's deep and righteous situation before driving, and sighed, Xin's husband and wife were the most peculiar and controversial couple in Dijing, and Emperor Tiansheng had heard of the couple's anecdotes before, and had jokingly asked Xin Ziyan if he wanted to help him give his Hedong lioness a divorce and give him a good match, but Xin Ziyan, who was originally crying and shouting to divorce his wife, immediately turned white, and thanked him for his resignation, and Emperor Tiansheng was also a joke at the time, and made fun of him for a while.

Although it is funny, everyone still admires it a little in their hearts, it is easy to change their minds when they become famous, how many men can do it if they don't get out of the house? What's more, it's still such a mismatched couple.

The old emperor was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "It is easy for husband and wife to be harmonious, but it is difficult to live and die together. “

The emperor's evaluation is rare, everyone sighed and wept, and the atmosphere was sentimental.

It is said that His Royal Highness the King of Chu had a sentence at that time: "Mr. Xin can never abandon his wife who has disgraced him, let alone His Majesty, who is deeply gracious?" Emperor Tiansheng was immediately moved.

Immediately there was a will, with the "Hanoi Book Case" postponed for retrial, Xin University Scholar temporarily returned home to handle the funeral, of course, Jin Yuwei followed the whole process, although the retrial was postponed, but Emperor Tiansheng raised it high and gently put it down The attitude has been revealed, because when Xin Ziyan's funeral was about to be completed, a will released Feng Zhiwei, with "the writing is absurd, but it is an unintentional mistake, and he will be demoted to one level and retained in office, and fined for one year", as the end of Ning Yi's accusation that Wei Zhi "had a rebellion in his heart and remembered the previous dynasty".

On the day Feng Zhiwei was released from prison, it coincided with the burial of Mrs. Xin, half of the city's paper money was sprinkled, crying and desolate all the way, Xin Ziyan wore filial piety, his expression was numb, and he was supported by everyone in front, he lost a lot of weight in just a few days, half of his temples and white hair were shocked, and the funeral procession passed all the way, and the people were all moved.

The Xin couple were famous for their funny and funny deeds, but in the end, they left the most bleak and moving legend of grace and righteousness to the emperor.

The funeral procession and the honor guard of the bachelor who welcomed Feng Zhiwei's release from prison met each other on the streets of Nanshi.

In the early morning of midsummer, the clouds were very low, the black butterflies and pale paper money flew together under the eaves, and the air flow was also suffocating and scorching.

At the end of the long street, the hemp clothes are like snow, and the black horse at the intersection of the long street, Feng Zhiwei, is dressed in black, white and black, and is equally slaughtered.

Feng Zhiwei on the horse, and Xin Ziyan, who was walking in front of the team, almost inevitably saw each other for the first time.

She saw endless emptiness and desert under his eyes, not that nothing existed, but because it was too full, she simply threw it out together, with her life, waiting for her life to come in exchange.

He saw the endless darkness and depth in her eyes, empty because there were too many things left, so black and fearless but sad, as if waiting for the final swan song of fate.

Silently looking at each other, at both ends of the long street.

In the middle is a snow-like paper money that flies.

Feng Zhiwei's gaze finally slowly fell on the oncoming coffin, his face was white and calm, he reined, dismounted, avoided the side of the road, and bowed.

The people on all sides admired the demeanor of the Wei scholars and the kindness of the Wei scholars to the Xin scholars.

According to folklore, Scholar Wei volunteered to accompany his teacher to prison.

Fortunately, people are safe.

Hearing such admiration, the golden flowers' pale faces turned red and trembled.

Xin Ziyan is still like that, standing in the wind of August.

Then he continued on with a hollow face.

He accompanied the coffin, under the gaze of everyone, in the tight breath of the seven aunts, and under the nervous gaze of Jin Yuwei, he walked towards Feng Zhiwei step by step.

Walked in front of Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhiwei stood silently.

Xin Ziyan looked up indifferently.

And then.

Rub shoulders.

And over.

==

The wind on all sides swayed leisurely, stirring the black butterflies and white paper money, and the Xin family passed straight over, rubbing her shoulders, as if the person who bowed in that corner never existed.

The biggest hatred is not the angry scolding that flies at the mouth of the street, and the hatred that can be scolded is not deep enough.

The greatest hatred comes from the deep power of the heart, which can only be expressed with the silence that is suppressed by force.

Words can't kill people, there's no need to waste them.

But there is a bit of strength, and they are all kept for revenge.

Feng Zhiwei was silent on the street corner, and those people didn't say a word anymore, but she seemed to hear that those people who were walking around, even their bones were desperately squeezing, making a sound of wanting to be broken.

When the team had passed, she straightened up, mounted her horse, and walked forward, her face as calm as ever.

When they see their enemies, they squeeze their hatred with all their strength.

When she saw the enemy, she knelt down to him with all her strength, shed tears, and thanked him.

No one is more bitter than the other, and the only thing that suffers is this endless cycle of heavenly dao.

She was a little distracted on the horse, and she didn't notice that Zong Chen, who was following behind her, looked at the back of the Xin family and frowned slightly.

Feng Zhiwei seemed to be calm, but in fact, his mind was a little trance after all, but Zong Chen felt Xin Ziyan's strong murderous aura towards Feng Zhiwei.

He frowned, thinking that Feng Zhiwei had repeatedly taken care of all the affairs that happened in the imperial capital, and it was just enough to let the grassland and Xiliang know, but there were some things that could not be let go.

In the iron rules of the Blood Floating Massacre in Dacheng's secret file, the founding emperor of Dacheng once had an order that as long as it is beneficial to the owner, or there are things that the Blood Floating Massacre thinks endangers the life of the owner, the Blood Floating Massacre has the right to self-determination.

What she can't do, what she doesn't want to do, he just comes.

Zong Chen raised his head, thought for a while, made a gesture, and immediately had a few ordinary-looking guards, naturally a few steps behind, and then disappeared silently into the corner of the street.

==

Ten miles out of the city and falling Jiao Mountain, the scenery is beautiful, the terrain is good, and many dignitaries and nobles in the capital have enclosed the land as a family burial place.

Xin Ziyan bought a mountain and buried Fat Ah Hua high on the peak, where it was condescending and could be seen far away, Xin Ziyan felt that Ah Hua would like it there, she liked to climb high, and always said that if you climb higher, you may be able to see the old house in the countryside of Hanoi.

The old house in the countryside of Hanoi has long been dilapidated, last year Xin Ziyan quietly sent someone back to repair the house, ready to live a few years, and when His Royal Highness ascended the throne, he took Ah Hua to return to his hometown, giving her a surprise, he also found a feng shui treasure behind the mountain, and planned to be buried there with Ah Hua in the future.

Surprise there will be no more in this life, he did not support the coffin to be buried in Hanoi, on the one hand, he is not free, on the other hand, he still has something to do in the imperial capital, and when it is done, maybe his life will be sent, and then let the golden flowers be sent back to the burial together.

He said this lightly to the golden flowers, and the sisters-in-law cried together, and he was annoyed to listen to them and drove them away.

The last handful of soil fell on the grave, and he carefully cultivated it with his hands, lay down in front of the grave, waved his hand, and asked the funeral procession to go back.

Those subordinates of the Xin family did not dare to disobey the orders of the master, not to mention the presence of Jin Yuwei's guards.

A team of guards stood far away, not wanting to disturb the scholars, Xin Ziyan leaned on the grave, thought for a long time, took out a pot of wine, raised his head and drank it.

He didn't drink very well, and he was depressed, and he was drunk after pouring most of the pot, and when he raised his hand, the wine pot spun and fell, falling into the clouds and mist in the middle of the mountain.

The mountains were damp, and wisps of white mist swirled up, Xin Ziyan stretched out his hand and smirked: "Ah Hua, are you here?" Hey, how do you wear white? I remember you hated white clothes the most. “

He stumbled and stretched out his hand to hug it, hugged it empty, planted it on the grave with a pop, simply hugged the grave and rubbed it, muttering: "Don't slap your face, Ming'er is not good to see people......"

Suddenly, he said drunkenly: "Your face is so cold...... Crying? …… I told you to give the bread to the boss...... Don't give it to me...... I'm not hungry......"

The fog on all sides became heavier and heavier, and Jin Yuwei in the distance was a little uneasy to see his drunken state, afraid that he would fall off the cliff, and wanted to take a closer look, but as soon as he reached the edge of the fog, he fell down silently.

Xin Ziyan didn't realize it, hugging the grave and talking about some old things.

Suddenly a person walked in the white mist.

The man was also dressed in white, with a long and handsome head, a purple jade flute around his waist, and the emerald green tassels were swinging leisurely in the wind.

He walked over calmly, looked down at Xin Ziyan, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally sighed slowly.

"I promised him to protect his life, no matter whose life it is."

Then he held out his hand.

Xin Ziyan hugged the grave tightly, closed his eyes, and focused on being with Fat Ah Hua.

The fog fluctuated suddenly.

A figure suddenly flashed in a rich white, revealing a black robe corner, and a faint crimson collar lit up like a flame, and the air immediately crackled on all sides, and the mountain wind was like a fist, splitting his head and covering his face under Zong Chen's cover.

Zong Chen Huo Ran withdrew his hand and stepped back, as soon as the mist dispersed, a man in a black robe and a red dark coat appeared opposite him with a stiff face.

It was a black-robed man who often accompanied Xin Ziyan in and out of Qingming Academy back then.

Zong Chen was stunned, his gaze swept over his whole body, frowned, remembered the guard beside Xin Ziyan that Feng Zhiwei mentioned, and said, "It's you?" “

The man did not answer, and his robe danced with the mountain wind.

Xin Ziyan was awakened by this sound, turned over lazily, saw the man, squinted and recognized it for a long time, and suddenly smirked: "It's Lao Xu...... Didn't you say you wanted to travel the world? Are you back from your travels? “

The black-robed man glanced at him, and was about to carry him away from the edge of the cliff in the past, Zong Chen raised his hand, and the jade flute was horizontal.

The black-robed man didn't look at it, his five fingers curled up like an eagle's beak, and he knocked on the jade flute with his backhand.

Zong Chen's jade flute slipped and turned in his hand, and the light and shadow tilted strangely, knocking on the other party's mouth.

The sleeves of the man's robe flicked and turned, and there was a sound of breaking the air at the waist, and the fallen leaves flew all over the ground, and a black short knife flashed from the fallen leaves like a ghost, shooting Zong Chen's eyes.

Zong Chen's body leaned back and kicked on his toes, kicking the knife in mid-air, his body had already taken advantage of the knife momentum to follow a circle, the knife went straight into the sky, but suddenly a turn stabbed Zong Chen's vest, this momentum was sudden, but Zong Chen was as if he had been prepared, and naturally leaned forward, and with a bang, the blade swept against his back and fell into the hands of the black-robed man.

These tricks are up and down, although the means are small but they are dangerous, but they always look a little weird, and the movements of the two are too skillful and natural, as if they knew the next step without thinking about it, as if they had been fed a long time ago.

Zong Chen stood still, his expression had changed, he looked at the other party and slowly let out a long breath, and said, "It's you!" “

Obviously the two words were exactly the same, and the tone of the mouth was completely different, and the black-robed man glanced at him coldly, but still didn't say a word, and reached out again to carry Xin Ziyan.

Zong Chen's expression changed, but he immediately stopped him again, and sneered in his mouth: "I don't care about the past, but you can't take this person away!" “

The black-robed man snorted coldly, suddenly threw Xin Ziyan aside, and slashed at Zong Chen as soon as he raised his hand.

Zong Chen's eyebrows were frosted, and he seemed to be really angry, and he sneered to meet him, and the two fought together in an instant, the air flow on the mountain surged, the figures flickered like flowers, and the large white mist was stirred and dispersed, and it couldn't help but gather and scatter and gather, and it looked like a pot of soup about to boil from a distance.

The black-robed man was like lightning, Zong Chen's body was light and beautiful, and in the feather-like mist, white and purple light were interspersed like a match, mixed with Zong Chen's whispered questions from time to time.

"When did you switch to throwing knives?"

"Where have you been all these years?"

"What happened back then?"

But from beginning to end, the other party only made a move and did not make a sound.

This side was fighting vigorously, and suddenly there was a long laugh under the cliff, and a person rushed up with great interest, and shouted with bright eyes: "What's wrong?" Fights, fights? Oops, add me one. Without saying anything, he squeezed in, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, first kicked the black-robed man, and then slapped Zong Chen.

This person fought in a disorderly manner, but he shot surprisingly fast, lest the Ning Da guards, who were not chaotic in the world, arrived.

Both the black-robed man and Zong Chen knew him, and when they saw him, they had a big headache, and with this person stirring up, they couldn't do anything, the two glanced at each other, withdrew their hands together, and retreated three feet.

Ning Cheng stood alone in the middle, looked left and right, pouted his lips very aggrievedly, and scolded: "Little family is angry!" “

Then he remembered what he was here for, and scolded while patting the ashes on his robe: "There are so many forks in the mountain here! Ran on the wrong hill! Oh, Lao Xin, are you okay, I'm here to pick you up. “

Zong Chen sighed, it seems that Ning Cheng was instructed by Ning Yi to come to protect Xin Ziyan, but he ran the wrong way carelessly, no matter what, Ning Cheng and that person are here, he can't deal with Xin Ziyan today.

Glancing at the silent man in black, he was about to leave quickly, but his eyes were suddenly stunned.

At the same time, Ning Cheng also shouted: "What about Lao Xin? “

The black-robed man Huo Ran looked back, and only then did he see that the place where he had just thrown out the Xin Ziyan was empty.

The three of them were stunned at the same time, looking at each other in the lonely air on the top of the cliff.

==

Xin Ziyan felt very comfortable at this time.

x is soft, fragrant on all sides, and a pair of gentle and delicate hands are slowly wiping the dirt off his face with a silk towel that exudes the same fragrance.

Xin Ziyan squinted his eyes, grabbed the wrist, and muttered, "Ah Hua, is it?" “

The man smiled softly, softly and tactfully.

Xin Ziyan was like being burned, so he quickly let go of his hand, patted him with disgust, and said, "I'm faint, Ah Hua is so gentle, who are you?" “

He tried his best to open his eyes, and found that this seemed to be a cave, but somehow his vision seemed to be a little problematic, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, only vaguely felt that a woman in black walked away from him, the robe was obviously very wide, but it magically made people feel her almost bewitching waistline, so curling past, graceful and stunning.

In the past, he would immediately appreciate it with bright eyes, but at this time he was not interested, only to hear the woman walking all the way to the cave, and smiled all the way: "I can't see that this **** prodigal scholar is actually a lover in his bones, hey, now I want to make amends for his sins on behalf of the sisters who looked down on him in the past." “

There was a burst of laughter in the cave, but there was also a sigh, and a person in the depths of the cave slowly turned around and waved his hand, and the women immediately stopped laughing and bowed down into the darkness.

Xin Ziyan sat up a little dazedly, and muttered, "Have I entered the ghost fox cave......

"You can't say that." The person in the depths of the cave smiled shallowly, her voice was not crisp, slightly hoarse, and the end of each word seemed to be a little inaccurate, with a little uplift, but it made people feel more amorous****, just by sound, it made people feel that this is a supreme stunner who can turn their shortcomings into charm.

Xin Ziyan only felt that the voice was familiar.

"Lord Xin has suffered." In the darkness, the man's eyes were fixed, and his tone was soft.

Xin Ziyan was silent, and said for a while: "If there is anything, let's talk about it." “

"Don't you want revenge?" The woman was also very direct, and said with a smile, "On the long street today, can the adults be destroyed in five ways?" How unfair is it for a shameless traitor to ruin your family, but still deceive the world and enjoy the respect of the people? Gang often reverses right and wrong, and there is nothing more tragic and miserable than this, because of that traitor, Qingming Academy no longer belongs to you, because of that traitor, his beloved wife died tragically under ten thousand arrows, he killed you and took you and poured your family to kill your wife, you,

"What does it have to do with you?" Xin Ziyan is still the same indifferent appearance.

"This kind of deception and stealing fame, everyone will be punished." The woman smiled and said, "Sir, don't you know that you are now the favorite of women in the world?" It is not your grace and status that pours out, but your righteousness and gratitude to the wife of the chaff, all the women in the world hope to be able to get their husbands like this, and the women of the world are all respectful to Mr. ”

"That's not you either." Xin Ziyan was drunk, but his heart was still clear, and he was disgusted with this woman's tone for no reason, and said lightly, "Revenge, naturally, I will do it myself, don't bother." ”

The woman was not angry, stared at him with wonderful eyes, and said leisurely: "Sir, I'm just afraid that I have a weak heart, is Mr. going to use the courage of a man to assassinate a traitor in the downtown area with a sword, or is it above the court, and then use a three-inch tongue cabinet status to attack political opponents?" On the former, Mr. has no power to restrain the chicken, but the other party has a thousand guards, not to mention that the other party himself is a master of martial arts, Mr. is only afraid that before he is close to the people, his flesh and blood will be turned into mud, on the latter, does Mr. think that after the Hanoi book case, he can still occupy a place in the cabinet? Since Wei Zhi was demoted and retained, how could His Majesty leave you to oppose him again? Your Majesty has already made a will, and Mr. will probably go to Shannan soon to be a free prefect. ”

"How do you know-" Xin Ziyan suddenly gasped halfway through his words, and said suddenly, "It turned out to be you-"

The other laughed but did not say a word.

"So you also had a holiday with him?" Xin Ziyan was stunned for a long time, and sneered, "Even so, I am even more reluctant to cooperate with you, who can mix in the muddy waters of your palace ****?" ”

"Who does the gentleman think you can work with?" The woman smiled lightly, "Lord Hu only obeys the orders of the King of Chu, and the King of Chu ...... He won't help you get revenge. ”

"Don't sow discord there." Xin Ziyan waved his hand, "Your Highness is not that kind of person. ”

"I think the gentleman is wishful thinking." The woman smiled, "To tell you the truth, you could have avoided imprisonment, Your Highness actually has other ways to help you get rid of the crime and overthrow Wei Zhi, but he didn't make a move, resulting in the tragic death of your wife, since he was not willing to take action against Wei Zhi at the beginning, he will naturally not be in the future." ”

"How do you know?" Xin Ziyan's body trembled and raised his eyes to look at her.

"Don't ask me how I know, I'll just tell you, it's true."

Xin Ziyan quieted down again, was stunned for a while, shook his head and said, "Then I'll come by myself, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years......"

"You are weak, he is powerful, I'm afraid that if you want to lie dormant for ten years to take revenge, he will give you ten years to live?" The woman smiled leisurely, "Don't you know, sir, if I hadn't rescued you in time today, the person surnamed Zong next to him just now would have killed you." ”

She looked at Xin Ziyan, who was shaken, and added, "Look at it, you are in danger and no one cares, but it was me who saved you in the end, think about it carefully, am I wrong?" ”

Xin Ziyan turned his face away, sniffed for a while, and said, "...... I have a way to move Wei Zhi...... But I'm not sure if it's useful......"

"The wisdom of the gentleman, plus my manpower." The woman smiled kindly, "I will definitely be able to succeed immediately." ”

Xin Ziyan turned his head and looked at the distance not far away, where there was vaguely the cliff end where his fat flower was buried, and since then she has been sleeping permanently in the mountain wind, leaving him to walk alone in the world.

"Okay." After a long time, he said softly, "I'll tell you......"

------Off topic------

The ending part is very difficult, and I ask some readers again, please don't just take care of yourself and express your chest, you naturally have to think about yourself first, you don't say that you are uncomfortable, you say that it is uncomfortable to care about others. I understand. But once again, I have a good expectation of humanity – can I think about others once in a while? Please give me a quiet writing environment for the time being, and then you can express yourself however you want.

In addition, there is no need to warn me to put my mind right, for fear that I will be carried away after my so-called success, I have not achieved fame, my attitude has always been here, I am worthy of the readers and myself, enough, don't fight, very tired.