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Although the Qin family is not a prestigious family in Qinghe County, it can also be called a temporary choice in the local area. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe old man of the Qin family is martial, bold and generous, kind and charitable, and his reputation in Qinghe County is very good.

However, Qinghe is known as the first county in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are not many people with backgrounds and backgrounds, and the Qin family naturally can't hide the details of its start from pirates after all, and it is already known to everyone later.

Then, one day, the Qin family was speculated, and the wealth accumulated over several generations made the eyes of many people who claimed to be rich wide-eyed. The old man of the Qin family was beheaded, and the young lady of the Qin family was also exiled in the Qinglou, and the world could only sigh and sigh, scolding for evil and evil retribution, and then sighing for a thin life.

Qin Feng also felt that his life was thin. lost his mother when he was a child, and when he became an adult, his family was degraded, and the pain was difficult to explain. But for the last trace of incense of the Qin family, in order to let the uncompetitive younger brother have a chance to get ahead, Qin Feng swallowed his tears and went to Mingyue Tower, ignoring those disdainful or disdainful eyes, still proud as before, just like his own father, that rough man, still holding his head high on the execution ground, and scolding loudly, "The fate of this dog, the god of this dog, Lao Tzu doesn't deserve to die!"

Fortunately, there is always someone who cares about him, and when he takes someone to fire the Qin family, he is helpless and sad, and when he sees himself in the Qinglou, he is in pain and full of pity. From beginning to end, there was no disdain and contempt, which may be the reason why he was able to insist on a clean slate in such a filthy environment as Mingyue Tower.

This man is called the king who does not repent.

This man who called the king unrepentant is going to die.

Qin Feng spread out a page and thought silently, yes, he was going to die.

Although the old man of the Qin family is illiterate, he has never relaxed the education of his children, and invited Xixi for a son and a daughter early, Qin Feng is smart and studious, and she is also a rare woman who can read and hyphenate at the beginning.

Qin Feng grinded it well, felt a little strange when he picked up the pen, tilted his head to look at the tip of the pen, and began to write a letter to Chu Nan.

"Lord Chu"

Qin Feng suddenly became a little angry after writing these three words, what Lord Chu, it is just that he has a good background to have today's status, what is it compared to Wang Buregret, who climbed up by his own ability?

Qin Feng tore the page fiercely, gasped violently, slowly calmed down his excited emotions, and began to write again on another piece of paper:

"I'm leaving"

Qin Feng looked at the three words that were written a little crookedly, and thought in a daze, yes, I want to leave this sad place. The people you want to see the most are already dead, and there are only some hateful people left, so what's the point of staying?

Qin Feng sighed and wrote slowly:

"Thank you Lord Chu for taking care of me, but I don't dare to accept Lord Chu's help anymore because I have no relatives and no reason. Although Qin Feng said goodbye this time, Lord Chu didn't have to worry about it, and he didn't regret that he still had an elderly mother at home, and Qin Feng went to serve the elderly. ”

Finally, I have some feelings, and the writing is much better. Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"No regrets have never promised Qin Feng, but when Qin Feng is not ashamed, he is willing to be a surviving person who does not regret it, and he will provide for his parents to the end. ”

Qin Feng felt a little sweet in his heart, and then he was sad.

"I don't regret that I'm going to be beheaded, but since Qin Feng witnessed the scene of his father's beheading more than a year ago, Qin Feng no longer has the courage to go to the execution ground to see even a single glance, I don't want to see it if I don't regret it.

Qin Feng wiped his eyes, his expression was a little cold, and he muttered: "Qin Feng and Wu Wu are both small people, without the family background of Lord Chu and Miss Lin, the young master of the Zhang family can humiliate Wu Wu in every way, and even if he does not regret it in prison, he will suffer a lot, and he will not be able to live in peace when he dies." As he spoke, Qin Feng's hands didn't stop. Looking at the words of self-pity and self-pity on the paper, Qin Feng shook his head with a smile, and felt a pain in his heart when he saw the last word of death, thinking of Wang Buregret's miserable appearance in prison, there was a thick resentment churning in his heart.

"Sometimes Qin Feng is thinking, if Miss Lin is changed, will Zhang Mingtan dare to flirt, or if Lord Chu kills Zhang Mingqin, will the Chu family save Lord Chu's life? Qin Feng thinks that the Chu family will, because the Chu family has the strength to negotiate conditions with the Zhang family, at least they can give Lord Chu a chance to live. But he doesn't regret that he has no chance, because he, like Qin Feng, is just a small person. ”

Qin Feng's hands were trembling when he wrote the last three words "little person", and the three words were written vaguely, and even accidentally dripped a drop of ink, which was extremely dazzling on the white rice paper.

"I don't regret mentioning Master Chu to me from time to time, saying that you are all kinds of extraordinary, and how good your friendship is. He didn't regret it in prison and still said that you were the one who understood him. But Qin Feng doesn't understand, I have always thought that even if the friendship between men cannot live and die together, for the sake of righteousness, they can at least save each other without hesitation in a critical situation. ”

Qin Feng was a little excited, trembling and writing quickly:

"But Lord Chu didn't! Lord Chu obviously had the ability to save his life without regrets, but he chose to stand by and watch as he died without regrets! Qin Feng was just a weak woman, and she never knew what Yi Bo Yuntian was, but she also knew that Lord Chu's actions would never be worthy of these four words!"

After writing these Qin Feng had some happy feelings, he was about to leave, maybe he would never see each other again in this life, did he still need to worry about anything? Qin Feng continued to imagine a little crazy:

"If he doesn't regret surviving, Qin Feng will be incognito with him, never show up again for the rest of his life, go to a place where no one knows, go to a place where the Zhang family can't find it, don't ask for green mountains and green waters, and even Qin Feng is willing to be poor mountains and bad waters!"

Qin Feng finally shed tears, dripping on the ink-covered rice paper and blurring a piece of handwriting, Qin Feng wiped his tears, and wrote indifferently:

"Qin Feng knows that he shouldn't complain, let alone hate, Lord Chu has Lord Chu's considerations, he must pay attention to the influence, and take care of the overall situation, although Qin Feng doesn't understand this. Looking at the remaining space of a page, Qin Feng thought for a while and continued to write:

"Qin Feng doesn't understand a lot of things, I don't understand why the Qin family was raided and the real people behind the scenes were unscathed; I don't understand why the people of the Zhang family can be rampant and bully others, and others have to swallow their anger; I don't understand why there are so many injustices in the world since the heavens are clear!"

Qin Feng remembered the situation of Wang Buregret, picked up his pen and crossed out the passage he had just written, and wrote with a sigh:

Qin Feng suddenly understood, these are not to blame anyone, only Qin Feng and Wu Fei are small people. It's like a big fish eating a small fish, it's nothing for a big man to kill a small person, and a little guy killing a big guy is a taboo and deserves to be tortured to death. If we don't regret dying, Qin Feng will die after all, if we see each other again in the next life, Qin Feng can only pray that we will no longer be little people!"

Qin Feng let out a long breath, waited for the ink to dry, carefully folded it and put it in the envelope, and quietly put it on the table in Chu Nan's room.

It was noon, the sky was clear, but Qin Feng didn't have much warmth. In order not to make the guards suspicious, Qin Feng didn't even pack the most basic luggage.

Qin Feng brought the tea to Yang Lin's house as usual, looked at Yang Lin who was napping with a book, put down the tea and carefully retreated.

The guards obviously didn't pay much attention to this maid-like role, Qin Feng, who looked calm, walked out of the door of this huge mansion smoothly, looked back, and somehow remembered his father who was dead and still blind, and his steps became more and more resolute, and then Qin Feng burst into foul language for the first time in his life:

"The fate of this dog!"

(To be continued)