Autumn rain moistens the thick moss. The greenery is dark and enchanting in the middle of the night. Inside the high walls, is the death row of Chengguo. Beyond the outer wall, the small urn city, the inner wall, and the great river ditch, it is a flat land. The grass grows haphazardly, because it has drunk the blood of men, and it is taller, tougher, and darker than its counterparts outside. Such a frenzied weed, surrounded by a row of 10, a total of 10 rows, a neat hundred bluestones, did not dare to touch on those stones.

There are shallow marks on the stone pier from the kneeling of the condemned prisoner. The reason for such a big battle is that most of the families who can be executed here are the Chengguo Ministers' clans, and when something happens, they are the nine clans of Zhulian or at least the three clans of Yi - 100, which is occasionally not enough. The lawn is surrounded on three sides by stone cells three stories high. The rain is like embroidery, and it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in three days, but unfortunately the people of the Bai family will never be able to make it. In the largest cell to the west of the death row, Dacheng is the first class of the first class, the plum blossom minister, and the prince Taibao - Bai Shen, Bai Da's family, 56 people, will be beheaded at dawn.

8-year-old Bai Yi snuggled in his mother's arms. She has a small, white porcelain-like face, almond eyes, and although she is in the cell, her hair is smooth and neat, all of which are the love of her mother. Ever since the decree of the beheading came down in the evening, my grandfather had been silent. The ladies in the houses were tired of crying, but no one slept. Now, only the eldest uncle and the second uncle still make a sound.

"The Bai family has been an official for generations, full of loyalty, I can't figure out why the emperor is so ruthless! From my father and uncle to us, all of them were gentle to their subordinates and customers, and I couldn't figure out who wanted to harm the Bai family! ”

This is the voice of the uncle.

The second uncle sighed, "I'm even more incomprehensible, my father has been in charge of intelligence all his life, and this change of annihilation has come so quickly that we don't even ......have the strength to fight back."

The choked response was interrupted by the creaking open door. The jailer hunched over and brought in a man. The faint light of the lantern reflected the man as an ethereal silhouette. The silhouette quickly floated over, crying and kneeling in front of his grandfather.

"Lord Bai, it's too late for your subordinates!"

The grandfather in white looked fixedly, and the visitor just raised his head. "You are the son of Qin Chu!" Grandfathers recognize the identity of the person.

The man surnamed Qin kowtowed three times in a row, and raised his head again, "Lord Bai really has a good memory." Back then, it was Lord Bai who saved the little father. The little one has come to repay the favor! The Qin family doesn't have much ability, they went bankrupt in exchange for some gold and silver, and now they have asked someone to take away a child of the Bai family! Eun Gong, please choose one! ”

This sentence, like a dry and irritable flame, crackled and ignited the air in the death row room. In the generation of white clothes, there are 9 boys with brothers and cousins, and at this moment, no one speaks, no one talks, just stares at his grandfather. Grandfather did not hesitate, and called in a low voice: "Baiyi, you come here." ”

The mother's stagnant eyes suddenly shone brightly, and she let go of her hands in white clothes and pushed her to her grandfather's side. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to question or reprimand. Grandfather took the little hand in white and touched her bun again, his eyes were full of love, "Child, remember, this uncle of the Qin family took a big risk to save you, follow him, don't make a sound, don't cry, don't look back, don't involve the jailer uncle and the Qin family." Whoever raises you in the future will be your father, understand? ”

"Understood," Bai Yi nodded, "don't make a sound, don't cry, don't look back, don't bother others." Bai Yi repeated his grandfather's words, but at the same time, he glanced back at his mother—the promise to his grandfather should be fulfilled after this glance.

"Lord Bai, but—" The jailer handed over the little hand in white, but the Qin family did not dare to take it. "The Bai family's incense needs a boy to renew it!"

Grandfather smiled and shook his head, "Look at these boys—they are worthy of being the descendants of my Bai family, which one is good." If it is released, it will be good in the future - which one doesn't want to avenge the old man? When the time comes, it is bound to be a bloody storm. Why bother? The Bai family has been loyal to the emperor for generations, and in the future, there will be no rebels and thieves. Take this girl out. Raise her well, get married, have children, and live a peaceful life. The son of the Qin family, the old man, thank you! ”

The grandfather arched his hands, and the aunts and uncles understood the words, and only then did they really despair. The uncle of the Qin family couldn't care about emotion, pulled up the white clothes and left in a hurry. In the death row cell, as the youngest cousin cried, he cried again.

In that cry there were the voices of mother and father. Bai Yi did not look back, did not cry. She listened to the sound of her own breathing, held the hand of the uncle of the Qin family tightly, and quickly evacuated from death row.

The rain stopped, but the road was still wet. The uncle of the Qin family walked through the field with white clothes, and the green smoke-like moon sent a cold and terrifying figure to a large and a small person. The man was dressed in a black nightcoat, his eyes burning with the light of the sword. The uncle of the Qin family pulled out the short sword he carried with him and protected the white clothes behind him, "Who are you?" Does it have to be so desperate? ”

"That's right, even if a girl is raised, it will be a disaster." After the man in black finished speaking, he flew and stabbed. This man is a professional killer with great kung fu. The uncle of the Qin family couldn't make 10 moves, so he fell down with a sword. The white clothes pounced on the corpse of the uncle he had just met, and his warm hand had just protected him.

He died, to repay the favor, to make a promise.

The killer's job was not done, and his sword was aimed at the white clothes.

There was a muffled sound, and it was the sound of entering the body, and blood splattered out, splashing the little pointed face of the white cloth. She held the hilt of the Qin family's short sword in her hand, and the person who hit the sword was the killer.

"You, you-"

The killer was not dead, his eyes were filled with horror and hatred, and he waved the sword in his hand, wanting to kill this terrible 8-year-old girl once and for all. A long black nail flew in and drove into the killer's neck. He didn't move, and then he fell, carrying the white coat, which was still holding the hilt of the dagger, to the ground.

Another pair of warm hands picked up the white clothes, gently broke her small hand holding the dagger, and wiped the blood from her face for her. The white clothes trembled and were taken into his arms. This person did a good job and left with a white coat in his arms. Let the white clothes release the cry, I can't hear it at all.

There is a small boat bent by the river. Bai Yi drank hot water and ate a piece of lotus root flour cake. She looked at the white-faced man in front of her and asked him softly, "You killed the killer?" Saved me? ”

"Yes," the man smiled, very kindly.

"You're not a Southerner."

The man laughed even deeper, "You're so smart." I'm a Liguo. Liguo, in the far north. My name is Yu Wenxing. What about you? ”

"Yuwen is a nobleman of the country, my grandfather said it." Bai Yi put down the pastry and looked at Yu Wenxing.

"Yes, you are in Chengguo, and there is no possibility of living. I came to Pingdu to do business at the behest of Lord Hou, the general of the Great Pillar State of Liguo, and I will go back after the matter has been completed. You don't have parents anymore, and I don't have a daughter, would you like to go back to the north with me? In our capital city of Datong, I have a home, which is a big house. I have a son, 9 years old, who is your little brother. ”

Grandfather's advice sounded in my ears: "Whoever raises you in the future will be your father, understand?" ”

Bai Yi couldn't help but think about his biological father. She bowed down according to her own upbringing, and whispered: "My daughter is in white clothes, and I have seen my father. ”

Yuwenxing took the white clothes in his arms distressedly, "In the future, you will be Yuwen Baiyi." ”