Hezhou official station.

Heavy rain washed the thatched eaves, heavy rain outside the house, and light rain inside the house.

This low-slung house, which was originally used as a temporary place to store horse forage, has been converted into a prison cell.

Han Jujun sat silently leaning against the damp wall.

His hands and feet were shackled, and he was almost motionless with a thumb-thick iron chain tied all over his body.

Under the ragged clothes, the whip marks crawled deep and shallow on his strong chest, and his face was stained with blood. Only the eyes hidden under the withered grass are still resolute, like a rock in the wilderness that has been blown by wind and rain for thousands of years.

It is silent, it endures, it cannot resist, and it does not decay.

- full of a kind of heroic pathos.

At the other end of the thatched house, through several mud puddles from the rain, Gui Qian was crying on the ground:

“…… It's really not about hurting you. They said that you were bewitched by the demon girl from the desert, and you wanted to take the risk of robbing the court...... As long as you have a concern, you can change your mind before you can stop the precipice. ”

Guiqian has been here for an hour, and it has been nearly an hour since she knelt on the ground and cried and repented.

Han Jujun never looked at her deliberately, or deliberately didn't look at her.

This woman whom he once loved, longed for deeply, and hated from the bottom of his heart, was no different to him than a bundle of moldy hay soaked in the rain in the corner of the wall.

He didn't want to take a second look, and even hoped that there would never be such a person in his life.

"That kid, not mine." Han Jujun said the first thing Guiqian said after entering the door.

His voice was very generous, but the words he said were not emotional, not angry, nor sad, as if he was saying things that had nothing to do with him: "If there is no problem with the age of this child, then you conceived the child back then, when I was not imprisoned and Man Tao was still trying to find ways to fabricate charges against me." Your commitment to Him goes back even further. ”

"I'm sorry." Gui Qian cried and said.

She fell to the ground and wept bitterly, sobbing profusely, really sad. It's just that this kind of sadness and guilt, in the face of the experiences that Han Jujun has experienced and is experiencing, is too pale and hypocritical.

How much sorry it takes to fill the deep gulf that has been cut with fatal injuries again and again.

Eleven years ago, when he was framed and imprisoned, she turned to the arms of his boss, who framed him.

After eleven years, she reappeared, took the man's child, and sent him to death again.

"Let's go." Han Jujun said: "My understanding is meaningless to you. I don't need to resent you, you're already a dead man. ”

For the sake of his own stability and glory, trampling on the sincerity of treating her again and again, such a person, even if he is alive, what is the difference between death?

What's more, even this ugly body won't exist for long.

Is Mu Cangping someone to dance with? is involved in this conspiracy, and Guiqian's final fate is to be killed like many ungrateful and unrighteous betrayers.

If you're lucky enough, you might be able to keep a corpse.

In this regard, Han Jujun is powerless to interfere, and he does not want to interfere.

As a husband and wife, the last trace of affection for this woman left in his heart had been exhausted at the moment when he couldn't bear to make a move in the face of her poisonous son.

That was also the most wrong and regrettable decision in his life.

The rain was heavier, and the huts shivered in the wind.

An oil lamp flickered on the door and cast a shaking shadow on the wall, and for a moment, I don't know whether the oil ran out or was blown out by the wind. The dilapidated house leaking with rain water was completely plunged into darkness.

It didn't take long for the lights to come back on.

Even on this kind of wet and cold stormy night, the soldiers guarding did not dare to slack off a little. You must know that the person imprisoned inside is the culprit who killed the Empress Dowager's own nephew. Leaving someone to commit a crime, or making a person commit a little accident under the nose, is a felony of killing the head.

"Did you hear anything?" A soldier asked, frowning.

"No, what's the sound?" The soldier who was questioned looked puzzled.

The night was so quiet, so quiet that the occasional oil lamp blew up a lantern could make the hearts of these vigilant soldiers awe-inspiring.

He didn't hear anything out of the ordinary.

"Will you hear again?"

The soldier pricked up his ears and listened intently for a while, and really caught one or two murmurs, like human voices, sometimes there and sometimes not, as if coming from a thatched hut.

"Hey!" The soldier shouted inside, "What are you muttering about not sleeping in the middle of the night?" ”

He was met with silence.

However, when I heard it again, the sound was gone.

"It's really this grandson." The soldier smiled: "Pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night, I'm afraid it's not crazy, right?" ”

Some people feel very sorry, "What a well-known man, why did he think wrong and take such a dead end." What do you say this is a picture? ”

Dou Yan believed that he could not meet the Jizhou army, and the soldiers on duty at night were all the tiger soldiers he brought from Beijing.

As a royal guard directly under the successive dynasties, the Tiger Army is far superior to other armies in terms of status and armament supply. In the early years, it was also an iron army that could fight and dare to fight, but in the past few years, it has been governed to the point that it has not been able to achieve a climate, and it has been stabilized by the Tiger Battalion under Fang Xian's rule.

These sons and daughters of the honored relatives who have meritorious service in the family are not diligent in training, and they are all good at seeking pleasure and pleasure.

Someone answered: "It's not clear what the picture is?" Then Chang'an's Jin Lao Liu is a well-known beautiful man himself, how bad can his mother-in-law be? I saw it, the big breasts, and the ass, the waist! It's a pity that she is blind, if she is not blind, with such a hook of her eyes, maybe the big guys are now squatting in prison to accompany the surname Han. ”

Everyone laughed: "It's you kid, I think everyone is like you, and you won't die when you see it." "What you say, my heart itches." "If you want me to say, there are more than a dozen brothers, all of them are as strong as cows, I'm afraid that little girl can't stand it."

Another burst of profligate laughter.

"I heard that she is still a woman. The women of their tribe can all dance. You said that the little waist twisted up, what kind of taste it must be - even death, it is worth it! Haha-"

Han Jujun sat in the darkness with his eyes closed, as if he was deaf to the vulgar and obscene conversations and laughter outside the door, and only silently recorded those voices in his heart.

He was a long-term soldier who did not believe in Buddhism or Allah. However, at this time, he was praying devoutly, as Qu Yu'er had done, with his palms upward, his eyes closed, and he prayed in a low voice.

At last, he opened his eyes, sat still for a long time, and whispered a word. It's like saying it to yourself, to someone, or to some invisible force.

"Do not kill yourselves, for Allah has mercy on you."

He repeated: "Do not kill yourselves, Allah has mercy on you." ”

The guards laughed uncontrollably, oblivious to the fact that inside the hut, a man who had once been so strong and proud, was fragile and humble repeating the same sentence.

That's a sentence from the Koran.

The first time Han Jujun heard this sentence was when he said a lot of words to her after Cangping handed over Qu Yuer's scissors in the small courtyard in Yuzhou.

It says: Do not commit yourselves, for Allah has mercy on you. Whoever commits this prohibition for transgression and unrighteousness, We will cast him into Hellfire, and it will be easy for Allah.