The onlookers made a way. He looked up in the sunlight www.biquge.info felt that the light was dazzling. At that moment, a hint of rebellion suddenly rose in him. Didn't they want him to die? He doesn't!

Caught off guard, he bumped his elbow and shook a brocade-clothed man in the crowd. Then he went around him, slipped into the crowd, and ran frantically.

The officers and soldiers shouted, "The prisoner has run away!" They drew their swords and chased after them.

He grew up in the grasslands, racing against horses and hares, how could he be caught so easily?

After turning a few lanes, he stopped and looked back to see that the officers and soldiers had already been thrown away. He walked into a narrow alley and broke the rope on his wrist. threw himself on the ashes on his body, and suddenly touched the money bag on his waist. - Isn't this the boy's money bag? He took it from those ruffians for others, but he was treated as a thief......

Because of this money bag, he fell into this field! Turned into a murderer and was kicked out of the house by his grandfather! He's nothing, but what about his mother? My grandfather treated Ah Niang like this, how sad should Ah Niang be?

He threw the money bag on the ground in a huff, feeling incomprehensible and resentful, and stepped on it a few times.

He was about to leave through the alleyway, when suddenly his heart moved, turned around, and picked up the money bag.

What does it have to do with the silver that is wrong and those who do not distinguish between right and wrong?

He's been treated to these birds today, so he should treat himself well! His grandfather was extremely strict with him, and he didn't even give him any pocket money. With this "huge amount of money", he should eat and drink well to enjoy it.

So he came to the famous "Zhen Cui Zhai", everyone in Beijing knows, the shop with the prefix "Zhen" is the property of the Zheng family of the Yasukuni Gong, this Zhen Cui Zhai is famous for its fine wine and food, and his uncle once secretly brought him here once without telling his grandfather. The taste is really unforgettable.

He ordered a few dishes and ordered another pot of wine. While eating, I suddenly heard a chaotic sound downstairs. When I went down, I saw a group of officers and soldiers passing downstairs with knives. That's the guy who came to capture him, right?

I didn't want to eat and drink anymore, so I hurriedly called Xiao Er's account, thought about it, and threw the rest of the money to Xiao Er, and ordered him to bring him a jar of wine. -- Shicai's little pot is not enjoyable at all!

Holding the wine jar, he ran all the way to the Fengxi Pavilion. Ten miles of red maple, beautiful. It's just that it's getting late, winter is coming, and the good times won't last long......

He hugged the jar, took a few sips, and began to think about his next step.

Just go back to the gate and endure the abuse of the fierce father? Or go back to Mengfu and ask your grandfather for forgiveness?

Thinking about it, his heart became more and more chaotic. No matter how tall and burly he was, no matter how powerful he was, he was only a fourteen-year-old boy. He cares about his relatives, he also cares about the eyes of others, and he cares more about his aunt! A-Niang wouldn't want to see him and the Meng family get into trouble like they are today! How sad would Ah Niang be if she knew that she had been removed from the family tree by the Meng family?

That's it, he should go back first, beg his uncle, who has always been easy to talk, to persuade his grandfather, right? Then he went to the Yamen to surrender and clear up his relationship with the Meng family!

He can never go back to the Meng family in the future, he can not be regarded as a descendant of the Meng family, but his aunt can't!

After this decision, he felt much better. Holding the wine jar and deciding to go back, thinking of the strictness of his grandfather, he immediately felt that it was not appropriate to bring the wine back. But it would be a pity if such a fine wine was thrown away.

So he found a thick tree, dug a deep pit, and buried the wine in it. I thought to myself, "When I surrender and am released, I will come here to drink and celebrate!" ”

He vaguely knew that he had killed someone by mistake for the purpose of defense. Even if he is sentenced, it shouldn't kill him, right? Therefore, he was not very afraid of surrendering......

Just as he was about to walk back to Meng's house, countless officers and soldiers holding torches suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at the uniforms, some from Dali Temple, some from the Criminal Department, and some from Jing Zhaoyin. The one who took the lead was the guards of the Meng family!

He was arrested like this, and in front of the masters sent by the Meng family, his kung fu was not enough at all. The Meng family took the lead and arrested him, which naturally won another round of applause.

He was imprisoned, and although he confessed to the case, he was still tortured. He stubbornly held his head high, refusing to let his wounded body go limp. What is bloodshed? What is the intention of being whipped? In the days outside the gate, when was he not whipped by his biological father?

These injuries are nothing compared to the kick that Meng Ge Lao kicked! How can the pain of skin and flesh be as painful as the heart?

After his torture, he was forced to put his fingerprint on the confession. When he opened his eyes, he actually wanted to wronged him for taking the initiative to provoke and intentionally kill people......

How could he bear such a sin?

Obviously, he saved people first, and he was the one who served justice! In this world, is there still a law of the Heavenly Principle? Heaven is so unfair, what did he do wrong?

……

Helian turned his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm drunk today, and I've said so many things......

Suddenly, I lowered my eyes and saw a tear that she didn't have time to wipe away, slowly crossing the delicate face.

She cried? Didn't he misread this time? Her tears are shed for him?

He reached out and gently brushed away her tears, "Wei Yan, what are you crying about?" It's Ben Hou who should cry, it's Ben Hou who should be sad, what do you have to do with it? ”

He stared into her eyes, not sparing a trace of her expression, he wanted to understand, why was she doing this strange way?

Isn't it just a transactional relationship with him that uses each other? Isn't it just that he is a ferocious marquis with wealth and power?

So why did she cry? And why do you say comfort? Why stand by his side, speak for him, and understand his pain and unwillingness?

Unconsciously, he pressed his hand, and the hand that was wiping her tears moved to her jaw, pinching her chin tightly, forcing her to raise her eyes to meet him.

"Wei Yan, are you sympathetic to Ben Hou? Well? Say, isn't it? ”

Wei Yan wanted to turn her face away to break free from the restraint, and the hand on her chin made her hurt.

He pressed her shoulder with his other hand to prevent her from escaping, he stared at her tightly, and said word by word: "Tell Ben Hou!" Are you sympathetic to Benhou? Or do you have true feelings for Ben Hou? ”

His throat grunted, his voice low and tinged with a hint of danger.

"Are you, happy Benhou? Isn't it...... Falling in love with Benhou? ”

"Helian Jun, let me go......" she frowned and waved her hand, patting his iron arm, "You hurt me!" ”

He didn't hear it, but still asked aggressively: "Say! Answer Ben Hou's words! ”

"You...... You madman! Let me go! Wei Yan screamed, thrashed, and instinctively resisted.

Suddenly, he leaned forward, and the jar of wine in his arms fell to the ground. With a "pop", the porcelain altar shattered into pieces. And he didn't have time to take a look at the jar, and let the old wine spill all over the ground.

He leaned close to her face, snorted at her lips, and whispered, "Wei Yan......" (To be continued.) )