Chapter 2: Guilt

In the Gangneung prison, those ruffians and hooligans were all locked in the top cell, and there was a commotion for a while. Several jailers shook out several explosions in the air with long whips in their hands, and the cell was instantly silent.

Except for Hua Wenxuan, who was seriously injured, several disciples of the Ceyuan were taken to the deepest part of the prison with the jailers. They descended layer after layer of narrow passages, the light getting darker and darker, and the air suffocating. Yun Qian took a few deep breaths, looked at the dejected senior brothers, and was silent for a while.

"Fuck, get your pig hands out of the way! Get out of the way! Yun Che was handcuffed with his hands, but with one kick he kicked a jailer who tried to get close to him into a corner.

Yun Qian is fifteen years old this year, the youngest of the senior brothers in the Academy, but he has a delicate mind. He hurriedly went over to help the jailer up: "This big brother, are you okay?" β€œ

The jailer shook his head gratefully.

Yun Che glared at Yun Qian dissatisfied, and Yun Qian explained in a low voice: "Big brother, I know you're in a bad mood. We're going to get it back today! Daddy has imprisoned us here, but he is also protecting us. When we go out, we will teach them to pay back tenfold, but for now we need to be patient, and we must not make any more extraneous problems. ”

"Yes, yes, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, for now, let's settle down and try to get out as soon as possible." Sixth Senior Brother Zhou Wuming echoed. Yun Qian nodded at him. Among several senior brothers, this week's senior brother is the most knowledgeable about judging the situation.

"Two cowards! But Yun Qian is right, we will pay them back tenfold! Especially that bullshit stabbing history, damn it, I'll kill him sooner or later! Yun Che said fiercely.

"Hehe, what kind of assassin is Lord Shi, you have to be careful when walking at night in the future" Fifth Senior Brother Liu Yu smiled gloomily.

"Yes, not only do you have to invite him to eat stuffy sticks and bricks, but you also have to set fire to his house to relieve your hatred!" The second senior brother Bai Feng's face was full of resentment.

This boy didn't know how thick the sky was, and he only asked the accompanying jailers to listen to it and secretly frightened, hoping to hand over these hot potatoes quickly.

As he was talking, a jailer came up to him, clasped his fists and said, "Young masters, the prefect has ordered you to be wronged and temporarily separated." With that, the five were each taken into a cell.

As the heavy iron door closed, Yun Qian felt cut off from everything outside. The cell was closed on all sides, airtight, and stuffy. Fortunately, there is a little coolness under this dungeon. If it's stuffy and hot, it's going to pass out. Yun Qian thought so in his heart, and stared blankly at the flickering oil lamp on the table.

It was so quiet that Yun Qian could begin to hear his own breathing and his own heartbeat, which made him a little restless. He stood up and took a sip of water, thought about what had happened today, and then twisted a sword trick and made a gesture.

The swordsmanship he made looked a little sluggish than those of the senior brothers, but it was even more tricky.

Xu Yiyang, the gentleman of the Academy, was also a world-famous figure in the previous dynasty. He created a set of swordsmanship called the Nineteen Styles of the Moon, which is extremely elegant and elegant. Several senior brothers, especially the fourth senior brother Hua Wenxuan, highly respected this set of swordsmanship. They are all sons of a family, in addition to picking provocations and fighting ruthlessly, they also have to talk about a little demeanor at other times.

Yun Qian didn't think so. Swordsmanship is such a thing, as long as it is fast and ruthless, it is enough. One day, Yun Qian secretly told the third senior brother Chu Xi about this idea. Chu Xi streamlined his swordsmanship into nine styles and taught it to him. This was the sword technique he had just used, which he called the Nine Moves of Cutting Trees to himself.

Speaking of the third senior brother Chu Xi, Yun Qian felt that he was not a person, but an immortal. His face is like jade, his eyes are like fireflies, and he has a crazy face that makes women jealous. The third senior brother is only two years older than Yun Qian, but he is a genius, with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, riding and archery, swordsmanship, and strategic formations.

On weekdays, Yun Qian and the wild and uninhibited senior brother Yun Che are a little incompatible, but these three senior brothers Chu Xi are even more incompatible with them. The third senior brother was cold and indifferent by nature, and he was very disgusted with Yun Che's behavior, and he never gave anyone a good look, and Yun Che and the others were a little trembling in front of him. It's just that Yun Che was subdued by Chu Xi's three moves, and his position as the boss in the courtyard is almost unsafe.

Yun Qian was not very afraid of Chu Xi, he knew that the third senior brother was actually a good person. Although it is unattainable in front of people, in fact, the heart is the best. Whenever Yun Qian is in trouble, he will always help silently, but he does not ask for anything in return. Just today, when Yun Qian was punished by Mr., the third senior brother pretended to ignore it at first, but in the end, he couldn't help but open his mouth to hold grievances.

Yun Qian thought about it, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the heavy iron door of the cell was pushed open at this time.

The person who came in was none other than Yun Lingsong, the prefect of Jiangling.

"Father." Yun Qian knelt respectfully in front of Lord Yun.

Yun Ling stepped back from the jailer, pushed the heavy iron door shut, turned around and helped Yun Qian, and said warmly: "Qian'er, get up." ”

Yun Lingsong looked at Yun Qian, his nose was sour, and he burst into tears.

"Fatherβ€”"

"Qian'er, I'm fine" Yun Lingsong wiped his face with his sleeve, tried his best to control his trembling voice and said, "Qian'er, although you are not born to me and my wife, you have grown up in my mansion since you were three years old. My wife and I treat you as if you were our own. You are delicate, well-behaved and sensible, and you can do everything given to you in an orderly manner. And your unsuccessful eldest brother is stubborn and doesn't look at it, and causes trouble all day long. If you hadn't been there to persuade him from time to time, I'm afraid that the house would already be restless. Alas, it's also my fault for my negligence in discipline, and now I actually let him cause a big disaster, and accidentally killed that Wang Qianhu..."

Yun Qian looked at Master Yun, his heart was furious, and he cried: "Father, today's incident is all because I didn't take good care of my brother. In the morning, my husband had a premonition that something would happen, but I was too stubborn to delay the time. Although it was not my intention to kill that Wang Qianhu, it was indeed my brother who instigated him to do it. Speaking of which, today's events have come to this point, and most of the fault lies with me. I'm sorry for you, your mother, and your eldest brother! β€œ

"Qian'er, don't say that. I'm afraid that today's matter is a bureau that has already been set up by others, but Che'er's kid is so arrogant that he really drills into that set. Zhang Shunde, the assassin of Jingzhou, was a small official under my rule back then, just because he was too greedy and insatiable, and he suffered some hardships at my hands. Now that feng shui is taking turns, he actually climbed on top of me with the help of nobles! Master Yun laughed at himself, and then said bitterly, "My Yun family has been passed down for three generations, and Che'er is my only hope. Now that he has made such a big mistake, the surname Zhang can just take advantage of the topic. I think my Yun family's bloodline is going to be lost in my hands! ”

With that, Yun Lingsong knelt down and cried with tears in his eyes.

Yun Qian came back to his senses, and said in a hoarse voice, "Father, what did you say?" Do you want to punish the eldest brother with a capital crime? ”

Yun Lingsong's eyes flashed with tears, and he said tremblingly: "He killed someone, can't he pay for his life." That Wang Qianhu is an officer of the imperial court, if I shield him, this matter will be caused by the Chang'an court, and I am afraid that my Yun family will be ruined. Today's events, the best result, I'm afraid, is to send a son of my cloud to the guillotine. It's just the blood of my Yun family~"

Yun Qian was a little moved when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Yun Lingsong with a torch, and said with a sad smile: "When I was three years old, I was an outcast, if it wasn't for my father to take me in, how could I be today." My father and mother treated me as if I were my own, and I knew it. The eldest brother is the bloodline of the Yun family, and my cheap life is really incomparable. Father, Qian'er is willing to take all these charges and die on behalf of his eldest brother to repay the Yun family's kindness. ”

"How can this be done, you are my son like Che'er. How could I let you die for him! Yun Lingsong looked at Yun Qian and said.

"I've made up my mind."

"Qian'er, have you really thought about it?" Yun Lingsong stared at Yun Qian for a while, then took out a brocade silk from his bosom with his trembling right hand and said, "Qian'er, this confession has been written, if you are willing to save your brother, then draw a charge on it." ”

Yun Qian bit his finger and pressed it without thinking about it.

Yun Lingsong took the brocade silk and put it away carefully, lay on the ground and slammed his head three times at Yun Qian, and said heartbreakingly: "Qian'er, you have not been able to repay my Yun family's kindness to my Yun family for generations. Don't worry, after you leave, my wife and I will burn more silver tickets with you, so that you can live a good life over there. β€œ

Yun Qian felt exhausted at this time, and collapsed by the wall and said with a faint smile: "Lord Yun, don't say it again." Presumably, the eldest brother is impatient to stay in this time, so you should take him back quickly. I have confessed my sins, and I will never repent! β€œ

Yun Lingsong wanted to say something more, but seeing that Yun Qian was already impatient, he bowed down and quietly retreated from the cell, and then took the heavy iron door with him.

Yun Qian looked at the ceiling, and said that people would be nostalgic for this time before they died, and the picture in front of him was like a marquee, but he didn't want anyone, but felt a little relaxed, and slept quietly.

In his sleep, he dreamed of his eldest brother, his husband, and his third senior brother. He dreamed that he was lazy and dozing off in the school, and the third senior brother walked up to him and slapped him. Ruthless and fierce. When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw the handsome face of the third senior brother appearing in front of him, and the flickering lights of the cell flickered behind him.

Yun Qian touched his face, it was a hot pain, he looked at the third senior brother in front of him, and he didn't know where the courage came from, and said angrily: "What are you doing to sleep well, what are you doing to beat me!" ”

Seeing him half-asleep and half-awake, with an angry face on his face, Chu Xi was angry and funny, and said coldly: "You sleep quite peacefully, if you sleep for a few more hours, you will be able to sleep here for a long time as you wish!" ”

Yun Qian was reprimanded by him, and his sleepiness dissipated a little more, and then he was surprised: "Senior Brother Chu Xi, why are you here?" ”

"If I want to come, I can come. Look at your stupid appearance, I'm afraid that I won't know if I'm sold, and I'll lose the face of my hospital when it spreads. Chu Xi stared at Yun Qian condescendingly.

Yun Qian was also a little annoyed, and said mockingly: "The third senior brother came to see me laughing." I'm fine here, but you've disturbed my dreams. You are really very capable, you can enter and exit this Jiangling felon's prison cell whenever you want, and you can slap people at will. This prison is run by your family! β€œ

The palm-sized red mark on Yun Qian's delicate face was like fire, and there were two faint tear stains.

Feeling Yun Qian's anger, Chu Xi also felt a little excessive, and his momentum softened a little and said: "Little junior brother, I also slapped you in a hurry because I told you not to wake up for a long time... Don't blame me. I'm actually here to get you out. β€œ

Yun Qian was indignant in his heart, and said sarcastically: "I'm getting in the way of sleeping here?" If you can't wake up, you will start beating people, everyone says that you are a humble gentleman on weekdays, but who knows that you are as hot as a woman! ”

Chu Xi didn't answer for a long time, Yun Qian looked up curiously, but saw that his snow-like cheeks were flushed as drunk at this time.