The scorching sun shone on the ground, perhaps knowing that it was the end of life, and the autumn cicadas in the trees around them hissed and screamed, breaking the deathly silence here.

In the makeshift hut, the man sat upright, guarding the body wrapped in a white cloth in front of him.

Someone was walking anxiously outside.

"This can't be done, people who have been soaked in the water can't be put away, let's bury them quickly." An old man whispered.

The middle-aged man in the official uniform glared at him.

"You go ahead and say it." He shouted in a low voice, pointing to the footprints on his body, he was kicked out by a small military attaché, it was a great shame, if it weren't for the face of the soldiers, he would have thrown his hands and left, "I won't go in." ”

The old man sighed in embarrassment, and looked inside again.

"Do you want to get some salted fish again?" He whispered.

Under the scorching sun by the river, a wooden barrel was put down heavily, and a piece of soup and rice was spilled inside.

The two disciples lying on the ground, as well as Ah Hao, were motionless, and seemed to have lost their breath.

"Give me food! Get me up and eat! Aru shouted, "Get up for me!" ”

Ah Hao started crying again.

"Sister, let's die, let's die." She wanted to speak, but because she didn't eat water and rice, she didn't sleep, so her mouth moved and she didn't make a sound.

"Rise up, no one is allowed to die!" Aru stretched out his hand to pull them, and then looked at the few soldiers who followed behind him.

This is the person Jiang Hai arranged to watch them.

Look at this red eye. The woman with split lips and a pale face looked at her, and the soldiers couldn't bear to look at each other.

"Pull them all up and pour them all in!" Aru shouted.

The soldiers were stunned, but still did as they were told.

"No one is allowed to die, none of you can die!" Ah Ru personally scooped a bowl and forced Ah Hao to pour it into his mouth, "She saved her life, not yours." It's hers, don't think about spoiling it! No one is allowed to spoil it! Give me all alive! Give me a good life! ”

Listening to the crying and shouting here, the people in the distance couldn't help but bow their heads and turn around.

"My lord, my lord, I found this..."

Jiang Hai, who was standing by the river, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow, was shouted. A small soldier jumped off his horse, holding a cloth bag in his hand.

"This was salvaged from over there." The little soldier held it up and said.

Jiang Hai stood on the edge of the grass hut, glanced at the man sitting upright inside, looked down at the things in his hand, and stepped in.

Chang Yuncheng didn't raise his head or move, he just sat still, his hand stretched out in the white cloth. Holding the woman's swollen and cold hand tightly.

It's like that time, the woman was beaten, and she fell asleep like this and couldn't wake up, so he held her hand like this. Talk to her and she'll wake up...

Yes, she'll wake up...

“。。 Freshly painted house, already dry. The furniture is also put in, you can see if it is okay..."

“… Hurry up. Don't sleep, the house furniture and wages are waiting for you to pay, I don't have any money..."

Looking at the muttering of the man in front of him, Jiang Hai only felt a sore throat.

"Your Excellency." He knelt down and grabbed Chang Yuncheng's knee, "My lord, don't do this, Madam, she is already gone, you let her go with peace of mind." ”

"Get out." Chang Yuncheng said.

Jiang Hai shook his head and picked up the cloth bag in his hand.

"This is something found, ma'am..." He choked up.

The five words of Madame's things finally made Chang Yuncheng's eyes move and turn around.

But Rao was like this, and he still didn't let go of his hand.

Jiang Hai lifted the cloth bag, and the scalpel was exposed.

“。。 Stuck in the cable, it should be Mrs. to cut the rope. But.... Jiang Hai said in a low voice.

In the dark waters, the woman struggled to cut the ropes wrapped around her legs, and again, and again, and again, until...

Chang Yuncheng stood up abruptly, and grabbed the scalpel with his withdrawn hand.

“。。 It's just that something else can't be found... Only this..."Jiang Hai continued with his head down, and then he saw blood dripping from the ground in front of him, more and more drops.

"Your Excellency!" Jiang Hai jumped up in fright, only then did he see that Chang Yuncheng actually grabbed the blade of the knife directly, he held it tightly, getting tighter and tighter, and blood gushed out of his palm.

"My lord! What are you doing! Jiang Haihai went up and grabbed his hand and tried to break it open.

Chang Yuncheng's hand was clenched tightly, not moving at all.

In the middle of the struggle, there was a chaotic footstep outside, and then a group of people rushed in.

Jiang Hai was stunned for a moment, looking at these obvious strangers, people wearing factory guard clothes.

"Take it away." Said a man at the head.

Are you going to take the adults away? Jiang Hai was startled, and subconsciously blocked in front of Chang Yuncheng, but when he saw that those people didn't look at them, he directly lifted the corpse wrapped in white cloth.

"What for?" Chang Yuncheng shouted loudly and stepped forward to stop him.

"Lord Chang." The man at the head took out a scroll from his arms and shook it open, "The Holy Decree has an order..."

Divine decree?

Jiang Hai hurriedly knelt down, pulling Chang Yuncheng at the same time, Chang Yuncheng grabbed the white cloth package with one hand and knelt down.

“… After the county lord of Qi's Yueniang Lu Hall, he returned to Beijing for a burial. The man simply recited, took the decree, and turned away without saying a word.

Behind him, the guards raised the corpse again and followed.

"Don't take her away!" Chang Yuncheng shouted and grabbed it.

"Chang Yuncheng, do you want to resist the order?" The head of the factory guard shouted.

Chang Yuncheng couldn't hear or see, he just hugged the corpse wrapped in white cloth in front of him.

"My lord, my lord, you let it go. I can't resist the order..."Jiang Hai shouted, hugging Chang Yuncheng's leg.

Chang Yuncheng raised his foot and kicked him away, not only him, but anyone who approached was kicked away by him.

Seeing that a group of people couldn't get a single corpse, the head of the factory guard was greatly annoyed.

"Are you all dead? Do you want to resist the decree? He shouted.

The prefect of the prefecture was the first to react, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded his subordinates, and all the soldiers of the prefecture and city rushed over.

Shouting, pulling, pulling, hugging, pressing...

Chang Yuncheng watched as the corpse in his arms was carried away. Loaded into the car...

He stretched out his hand desperately, but in vain...

I haven't seen it for more than a day.,It's like every other three autumns.。。

The woman said with a pitiful look on her face.

However, Chang Yuncheng, you are the only one, unique, irreplaceable, if I don't have you, I won't be there anymore.

It's gone...

No more....

Chang Yuncheng buried his face in the flying dust, his body curled up, and all he held in his bloody hand was the scalpel.

Early September. In Yongqing Mansion, as soon as Chang Yunqi walked out of the house, he was a group of small servants.

"Congratulations to the third young master for the fifteenth place in the township examination of high school, Yayuan, and the Beijing newspaper has been listed in the yellow armor." Everyone shouted in unison.

Chang Yunqi smiled and raised his hand.

"Reward." He said.

The two little girls who followed behind him immediately took out the red envelopes that had been prepared with a smile, and the little girls laughed and snatched them.

"Third Young Master Xie reward..."Everyone said in a mess.

"Hey. In a few days, you won't be able to call the third young master. The little girls said, with a bit of unconcealable pride.

The little guys coaxed again.

"Thank you."

Dingxi Hou has already declared the prince to the imperial court again, and it will be decided in a few days.

Chang Yunqi just smiled slightly.

"There is no reward for this thanks, young master, I don't have much money." He laughed.

These words caused another burst of laughter, and Chang Yunqi turned his head, with a shallow smile on his face. Soon it was gone.

"Young master, Master Hou said that he had ordered the kitchen to prepare a banquet, what else does the young master want, just say it. Because he was not feeling well, he did not come back at Xishan Manor. A steward hurried in and said.

Chang Yun nodded, said with a smile that he understood, and watched the steward retreat. He looked back at the great mansion.

The house, the house. It feels like it's...

"Young master, are we going out to eat?" The little guy followed Chang Yun out of the door and asked.

Chang Yun nodded.

"Where are you going? The small ones go first. The little maid said happily, "Now that the young master is also the prince of the world, what do you want to eat, let's wrap the whole floor down..."

Chang Yunqi glanced at the little guy.

"Not all princes like this, I am me, he is him, I am the prince of the world, and it is not him." He said lightly.

This is him, me, and mine, which makes the little guy confused, but sticks out his tongue and doesn't dare to say more.

Chang Yunqi walked slowly, and the streets were bustling.

Yes, he is not him, even if he is no longer the prince of the world, he still does not have what he has.

There was a sudden commotion in the street, and a crowd of people rushed over and crowded the people on the street.

Chang Yunqi also avoided the side of the road with the crowd, watching a group of men cry and run over.

A group of men ran down the street crying like this, which made everyone amused and curious.

"What's going on?"

"Dead dad?"

"Then you can't die together."

"Don't talk nonsense, those are the disciples of the Thousand Golden Hall..."

Qianjintang?

Chang Yunqi raised his eyes to look at the group of people who ran over, and there was a commotion behind him, this time no one ran, but two disciples staggered forward with an old man in their arms.

"Doctor Liu!" People on the street recognized each other and greeted each other.

Liu Pucheng, who has always been kind and polite, was not aware of the greetings on the side of the street, his face was sad, his steps were hurried but unsteady, and then he looked at the two disciples with sad expressions, and there were tears on their faces.

"What's going on?"

There was a lot of talk on the streets.

"I've heard, I've just heard that the people of Qianjintang are all going to the capital, saying that Qi Niangzi is gone..."

Soon news came from the side, and the sound caused the street to explode.

"Impossible!"

"What a joke!"

"No kidding, no lie, the corpse has been transported to the capital! The emperor also posthumously crowned the county lord! You see, the Qianjin Hall has been hung with filial piety! If it weren't for Qi Niangzi's accident, how could they be filial piety! ”

With a click, Chang Yunqi, who walked out of the crowd a few steps away, hung the folding fan in his hand on the ground.

He turned to look at the shouting crowd with shock and unconcealable fear.

Are you kidding!

Are you kidding!

How could she die! How could she die! (To be continued)