The prison was dimly lit, and the daylight shining through the high windows was insignificant to the darkness of the prison, and it was barely a small white spot in the prison. With this bit of light, you can see Lee Bong-young curled up in the shadows in the corner, her hair disheveled, and her face covered with dust. He didn't say a word, but stared at a gray mouse with a long tail and small ears on the grass pile beside him. Next to the mouse is a bowl of rice and a dish that have become rancid, it was a few days ago, and it is not too bad, but Li Fengying was imprisoned for assassinating the Son of Heaven, what happened to him, you don't need to think about it, how can you be in the mood to eat at this point? Therefore, Li Fengying did not take a bite of the food, and the jailer saw that he did not eat it, and he did not bother to take it and replace it, so he kept it there until it deteriorated and became moldy.

The mouse looked left and right, squatted up from time to time, twitched his nose and sniffed around, and felt that there was no danger, so he suddenly picked up a piece of nail in the bowl with his paws and laughed at the piece of meat that was not completely rotten, and the little paws turned back and forth and ate it, and every time he ate two bites, he had to raise his head, look around, and make sure that there was no danger, and then he buried his head in eating again, until the piece of meat was completely eaten, and then went to the dishes to find the next piece of food.

Li Fengying could see it, and couldn't help laughing miserably: "Even rats know to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and every time they eat two bites, they have to look around like this." Such caution is a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than me. If I could have the cautious one thousandth of this mouse and investigate the situation in the palace in advance, I would not end up like this. After that, he shook his head and sighed: "I knew today, why bother at the beginning, now I can't kill the king, and I am in this prison, although I haven't heard the news yet, but I will inevitably be stabbed at the entrance of the vegetable market." Oh, what kind of pride, love, resentment, hatred, and hatred are so pale and powerless in the face of death. ”

"How many days?" Li Fengying raised his head, looked at the little glimmer of light coming in through the high window, and muttered, "Seven days? Or half a month? He couldn't remember, but he knew that the nights here were extraordinarily long and unbearable. The night I was escorted in is still fresh in my memory. The shackles were heavy, his hands were the same, and the two guards with swords behind him pushed him into the prison, like an impermanent ghost pushing the little soul he had asked for into the underworld. As soon as he entered the prison, the feeling of oppression in his face made him breathless like a boulder. Li Fengying looked left and right, and every cell was in general tatters and dim. When the prisoners saw Li Fengying, there was no expression on their numb faces, they didn't bother to react at all, their own lives were in danger, who would care about others? The next afternoon will be launched, maybe it will be some unlucky guy.

Li Fengying's breathing was short, and his steps became more and more heavy, and there was a dim road in front of him, but there was no end in sight at this time, as if it was leading straight into the abyss. The further you went inside, the darker the sunlight became, until it was lit only by torches on the walls on both sides. The fire crackled, illuminating the passageway, but it could not illuminate the flickering flames in the cells on either side, reflecting the horror of the prison situation. Li Fengying was scared in his heart, but he suddenly heard a miserable cry in the prison on the side, and suddenly stretched out two hands across the prison pillar to grab it, which frightened Li Fengying and almost fell. The messenger behind him kicked behind him and said impatiently: "Don't play tricks!" Let's go! ”

Struggling to get up, Li Fengying didn't dare to slack off, but he heard a sudden commotion in the cells on both sides, and thousands of hands stretched out from each cell at once, waving outward, as if begging. The crying was deafening, and it was nothing more than some words of 'wish' and 'wrong grasp'. The messenger had long been accustomed to it and didn't care, but when Li Fengying saw such a scene, it was really like a living person entering a city of vain death, waving not arms but white bones on both sides, and what he heard in his ears was not a voice of injustice but a ghost roar.

Finally got out of the city of vain death and came to an empty prison at the end, and the poor man didn't want to waste time, opened the prison door, pushed hard, and pushed Li Fengying into the prison. Li Fengying's hands were tied behind his back, and he was pushed by the poor person, and he fell into the prison at once, and the corners of his mouth were also scratched, and the blood flowed. Before he could get up, he heard a bang behind him, but it was the man who locked the cell door heavily, scolding and swearing in his mouth.

"Not very old, not too brave. When the son dares to assassinate today? Wait for the head to be dropped! The officer cursed, locked the cell door, and went away.

Li Fengying sat up with difficulty, looked at the darkness where the messenger left, and looked around blankly, except for a few piles of firewood and grass and a commode in the corner, there was nothing else. Li Fengying was stunned for a while, and suddenly couldn't help but cry.

"Huh. I even cry. "Thinking of the situation when he was imprisoned first, Li Fengying couldn't help but want to laugh at himself, but when the laughter came out of his mouth, it became a miserable laugh." Now that I have been in this prison for a long time, in retrospect, the prison where I stayed with Qianmo that day was already a fairyland on earth. As he spoke, he took out the pendant from his neck that day Qian Mo gave him, and was glad that he was not searched by the messenger when he was imprisoned. In the face of that little bit of light, the jade pendant in the shape of a surprise and the small brocade on it looked particularly beautiful. "Qianmo, Yunjin, I really want to see you again, so I have no regrets." Li Fengying thought of the word death, but suddenly became scared: "No" He was stunned and muttered: "No, if I die, who will save Sister Yunjin?" If I die, who will go to Qianmo? As he said this, he suddenly remembered that he was guilty of a capital crime, and he couldn't help but cry again.

When Li Fengying muttered to himself, the mouse had already eaten all the pieces of meat on the plate, and his paws, mouth, and beard were full of oil and water, and he didn't notice Li Fengying's stupid appearance of being sad and happy and talking to himself.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die" Li Fengying held the jade pendant and muttered to himself, like a puppet, repeating constantly: "This chapter is finally over, this chapter is finally over"

'Click', the iron cable of the cell door was suddenly opened, and Li Fengying, who was talking to himself, heard the sound and couldn't help but feel all over, and the mouse on one side was frightened, and he had already hidden in the rat hole in the corner with his tail and disappeared.

"It's called Lee Bong-young, right?" The torch illuminated the prison, and Li Fengying didn't see the light for a long time, and at this time he was so shaken by the flames that he couldn't open his eyes, and he only knew that he vaguely knew that he was a bad person, but he didn't know why he came from.

"I'm here to ask for a beheading." The first thought that flashed in Li Fengying's mind was to ask for a slash, and the whole person couldn't help curling up tighter. for fear that the man would say something to behead.

"Someone will keep you out." The poor man looked at Li Fengying who was trembling in the corner, and he didn't have much expression.

"Let's go, you're not guilty."

"What?" Li Fengying was stunned suddenly, raised his head suddenly, forgot that the flame was dazzling, and asked in disbelief.

"I said you're not guilty, you can go out." The messenger put down the torch, took out the key, and removed the shackles for the stunned Bong-young, and said: "I've been here on an errand for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen someone who has committed such a big crime and can get out alive." ”

In the corner, the rat quietly poked its head out, sniffed left and right, and when it saw that there was no danger, he got out again, picked up the last piece of meat that had accidentally fallen when he had just fled, looked around again, and once again burrowed into the hole without making a sound.

(End of chapter)