Although Li Tai delayed for three days, on the tenth day of the lunar month, Yiyu bought a ready-made cemetery for Lu Zhi in Longquan Town, and after repairing it, he still sent the body that had been stored for a few days to the town.

The people of the Lu Mansion in Longquan Town didn't know yet, and after getting up early in the morning, they were told the bad news by Yu Yu for a long time, whether it was false feelings or true feelings, in short, there was a cry in this mansion.

On a clear morning, at the foot of Zhennan Mountain, including the Cheng family and the Lu family in the capital, dozens of relatives, friends and servants, with haggard bodies and white clothes, supported the coffin all the way, and buried the coffin that outsiders thought was filled with clothes inside, but it was actually Lu Zhi's body The coffin was buried in the tomb, and finally let the deceased be buried in the ground.

Although it was inconvenient for Li Tai to show up, he still found the great Confucian of the Beijing Central Rite Department to privately officiate the funeral, and invited two great Zen masters to come and chant in the Tianhe Temple, which was no less than the actual temple. capital city

When everything was taken care of, it was already evening, Li Tai did not live in the town, but returned to the capital alone, before leaving, Yu Yu proposed to see the masked man who was injured after accompanying her to break into the prison at night a few days ago, but was told that the person had left on his own the day before yesterday and was missing.

This made Yu Yu worried, firstly, she wanted to apologize to him in person and then thank him, and secondly, the other party had promised to tell him who Lu Zhi was killed by after escaping from the prison that night, and who was the person she saw in prison holding Lu Zhi into the fire that night.

What made her haunted was that Lu Zhi was also accused of being a murderer until he died, and he couldn't even be buried, especially after seeing the unrecognizable terrifying corpse today, which made her make up her mind - to overturn the case.

A simple banquet was set up in the town's mansion to entertain the guests who participated in Lu Zhi's funeral, Cheng Xiaofeng was drunk, and pulled her to cry in a low voice before leaving, although the girl's innocent feelings were never had a chance to say it again, but Yiyu knew that this feeling had been clearly conveyed to her eldest brother.

Seeing off the guests, Ping Tong took care of the people in the front yard to clean up, and Ping Hui followed Yu back to the north courtyard, waited for her to wash up briefly, and then went to bed to rest.

According to her habit, she put a candlestick next to the bed, checked the doors and windows, and Pinghui watched her cover the quilt and fall asleep before leaving the house.

Not long after she left, Yi Yu sat up from the bed, put on her clothes, took the anti-thief medicine powder and sprinkled it on the doors and windows of the house, and then went to pick open a stone brick under the bed, and took out the thing hidden there—Yao Buzhi's box.

After that, she had been reciting all night long, she had never dared to look at the poison on the white silk, for fear that she had taken a detour, but now, the heavier the responsibility on her shoulders, the farther she had to think about it.

She thought about it for three days, and when she learned that Lu Zhi's life was hopeless, she began to think about why Lu Zhi was framed to death, why the Lu family was taken away overnight, why Gao Yang and Changsun Xian disdained her repeated difficulties, and then recalled that in the small village back then, why did the Wang family and daughter dare to frame them, and why their family of four was not at peace wherever they went.

Is it because Lu Zhi is not smart enough? Is it because Lu was wrongly loved? Is it because she misbehaved and made people hate? Lu was wrongly loved? Is it because she misbehaved and made people hate?

"No......" As dawn grew outside the window, Yi Yu carefully folded the white silk that had been memorized, put it into the flat box, and selected two of the remaining six poison seeds in it and moved them into another wooden box.

With a "click", he re-covered the pitch-black flat box and held it in his hand to look at it. Cover it freshly and look at it in your hand.

Lu Zhi is smart enough, and Lu's love and family affection are not wrong, and she herself never thought of provoking those people. This is a dynasty in which scheming and force are in power, and if it is passive, it will only be beaten.

All along, Lu Zhi is the only one who is growing rapidly, but once Lu Zhi falls or he is not there, it will go wrong. Now that I think about it, why did Lu Jun go away to travel and have no news, after experiencing so many changes, she suddenly saw clearly, Lu Zhi is growing, and Lu Jun is not looking for a way out for himself, and one day he can make up for Lu Zhi's vacancy.

People only find themselves inadequately when they need it, and that's what she did. Qinqi, calligraphy and painting can cultivate sentiment and allow her to settle in this Chang'an City, but what can really save her life and save people is something else. Now her own ability is insufficient, and she is like this.

Yao Buzhi was lame in martial arts, but he was able to escape from Li Tai and Hongzhuang's pursuit with Yao Ziqi, because he was both medical and toxic; Han Li was able to settle in the Northwest Trade Route in troubled times, and after being controlled by Hongzhuang for many years, he was able to find a free body and kidnap his beloved woman, because he was able to write and martial arts, and he was able to scheming; Lu Zhongzhi was able to go back and forth after leaving Beijing for many years, and his prestige still exists, because he knows the art of power and has a degree of advance and retreat; The third princess was able to rank among the founding merits of the country as a woman, and the women did not let her eyebrows, because she could fight well and had a noble status.

And what about her? Where is her path, without Lu Zhi's resourcefulness, without Lu Zhongzhi's heart of power, and without the noble background of the third princess, how can she go on?

Gripping the wooden box in her hand tightly, it was not until it made a "squeak" sound that Yi Yu let go of it, got up from the chair, walked to the soft couch, picked up Lu Zhi's clothes that had accompanied her to sleep in the past few days, held them in her hand, and said softly:

"Big brother, don't worry, my mother and second brother, I will find it back, I will become stronger, strong enough to help you wash away your grievances, strong enough to live bravely, strong enough not to be bullied, strong enough to protect the people you love, and live seriously instead of you...... Big brother, brother and sister for many years, I know you won't leave willingly like this, then you just watch, you look at me in the sky, okay... This is the last time I will cry in front of you, and after that, I will never cry easily again, I will do it, please look at me... Look at me... Big brother..."

Buried in the clothes in his hands, Yu Yu unabashedly let out a broken cry, and in that cry, the grievances, pains, and loneliness seemed to be about to explode at this moment, overdrawing them.

I don't know how long it took, but in the half-open window, a hint of gold penetrated into it, and the east was bright.

Chang'an City, big and small, the first day of the new year, the fifteenth go.

This is a children's nursery rhyme, the source is also adults, referring to the fact that there are too many new things in Chang'an City, and the first day of the new year is quite amazing news, and when it comes to the fifteenth, if there is a fresher one, it will be forgotten by people who are too addicted.

On the fourteenth day of the lunar month, only half a month has passed since the death of the eldest grandson, and only ten days have passed since Lu Zhi was convicted.

In the morning, there was always a lot of activity in front of the gate of the National Prison, with rows of horse-drawn carriages parked on the side of the road, and groups of students dressed in various colors walked into the red-headed gate.

The carriage stopped at the corner of the street, and Yu Yu lifted the curtain, looked at the school not far away, lowered his head and tidied up the dark gray regular clothes on his body, and jumped out of the car.

"Miss, the prince said that at noon, the commander will send someone to pick you up, and the little one will not come." The groom who drove the car was from the Wei Wangfu, and Yu Yu had only met her twice, once the day before yesterday to follow Li Tai to Longquan Town, and once when he ran from Beijing to the town early this morning to pick her up.

In the past few days, she has lived in Longquan Town, and in the past few years, Li Tai's official duties have become more, and after Lu Zhi was buried, the two have only met three times and eaten three meals.

"Well, I see, thank you." The etiquette was not strange, and the other party thanked him, and the other party's face immediately showed a little flattered, and he stood on the side of the road in a daze, watching her enter the gate before driving the carriage away.

Since the beginning of the lunar month, after half a month, Yi Yu came back to class, I thought that the people in this school would make a fuss, but until she walked to the door of the academy, she didn't see a few people pointing her out, but this situation stopped in front of the Bingchen Sect.

As soon as she entered the door, the chaotic church just now quieted down, and after a while, the students present all turned their heads and ears, looking at her with disdain, with a little disgust, especially the eldest Sun Xian in the back row, a pair of watery eyes were frozen cold.

Yi Yu didn't see it, glanced at Du He's empty seat, and walked to her seat, but it was still half a foot away, and she saw clearly her former luxurious, now messy mahogany bookcase.

The idle books and the paper that practiced calligraphy were torn into snowflakes and sprinkled on the tabletop, and the ink was splashed layer by layer, and even some were splashed on the wall on the side.

This is not the most excessive, Yi Yu walked to the front of the bookcase, reached out and opened a piece of paper scraps on the table, and saw that on her originally smooth bookcase, someone did not know what kind of knife she was holding, and carved rows of walnut-sized words with different handwriting, such as-

"The brother is a murderer, and the sister can be good at it", "Who dares to be in the same room with such a wicked person"

Yi Yu pushed these shredded papers together with a cold face, and when he saw the big words in the middle of the desktop clearly, his eyes flashed fiercely-

Killing pays for life, the sky has eyes, the fire burns his body, and he is loaded quickly

"Who carved the words on my bookcase?" After recognizing some handwriting, Yi Yu turned around, looked at the fourteen and fifteen-year-old girls in the classroom, and asked with a normal expression. ”

Whispering, everyone looked at her, but no one answered, Yu Yu didn't ask a second time, and flicked the bookbag and waved the snowflake-shaped shredded paper on the desk like a hill, and in an instant, half of the room seemed to be snowing in black and white.

When everyone looked at each other, he picked up the ink cartridge on Zhao Yao's case in the back row, walked to the back row of the teaching house, looked at the face opposite with cold arrogance and contempt, raised his hand and splashed the ink in his hand on that face.

"Ah" Changsun Xian exclaimed in surprise and covered her face, Changsun Xi looked stunned, and the students in the teaching house came back to their senses and were stunned again.

Just as Changsun Xian wiped the ink around her eyes in a panic and glared angrily in front of her, she was dangerously pointed at the tip of her nose by a slender finger.

"I'll just say it once, don't mess with me again."

(Thinking about a layout, the result is ** software paralysis, 3000 big points into more than 5000 words, it's late, I will make up two more today) ()