originally knew that the two of them didn't do anything good in Jingzhou, but after reading the whole story, it was shocking, and they couldn't even eat.

What robbed the people's daughters, snatched people's wives and concubines, and even destroyed the tragedy of no less than six cases, those people who scavenged from the people, the people's fat and people's ointment, in Jingzhou, there is no need to spend, more nourishing than the emperor of the soil, Jingzhou has become the back garden of the two of them, and they can take whatever they want.

The people of Jingzhou are miserable, and the officials can't tell if they are suffering, just because the silver they send to the prime minister's mansion every year is enough to block any sluggling sent from Jingzhou to Beijing.

If there are still people who dare to risk death to deliver news, they either fell into the stinky ditch and had an accident, or they were accused of committing suicide in fear of crime, and they died in a variety of strange ways, even their families did not let go.

If it weren't for the fact that the Qingshan faction already had news points in Jingzhou, where would anyone dare to say such a thing.

The sky in Jingzhou is gray, and the people can't see the blue sky and white sun, only the water is in dire straits.

Shu Miao only felt that her chest was so stuffy and swollen that she couldn't even breathe. She tried to calm her mind, sat down and moistened her pen, thought about it, and picked up the pen and wrote it on a piece of paper in small letters.

For a whole day, she did not eat or drink, and completely wrote down the crimes of Yang Wanguang and Cao Wenyi in the form of official performance appraisals. After putting aside the pen for a while, blowing the ink, and re-examining it again, Shu Yao only felt that his heart was beating hard, and he had never been so excited and agitated.

She wants to make their crimes public, let them be condemned by the whole world, let them shout and beat them like rats crossing the street, let them lift stones and shoot themselves in the foot, and let them be punished!

When the ink was dry, she stamped it with a large seal that she had imitated, and folded the paper, put it in a special parchment bag, and sealed it with wax, as her father had taught her.

It was not early, and Shu Yao was about to settle down simply, when he suddenly heard a sound of wings fluttering outside the house, followed by the cooing of pigeons.

Shu Yao hurriedly opened the window, and a snow-white pigeon was parked outside the window. She reached out and grabbed the pigeon, took a small paper tube from its leg, released the pigeon, and turned to look at it in the light.

There was a line of words written on the note: The clouds of the road are far away, and Yi Yun can come.

The depression of the whole day suddenly turned into an arrow at this moment. She stroked and stroked the note in the palm of her hand, carefully folded it into a small Fang Sheng, and put it into the hollowed out gold and silver incense ball that Shen Junzhuo had given her before.

She wants to take good care of every word that Shen Junzhuo gave her, and when they are old in the future, they will take it out again, it will definitely be a different taste.

She held the incense ball in her hand, fell asleep slowly, and had a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, a carriage stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and thick mats were laid inside, and tea sets were placed, and even incense was smoked. Ren Dart Head sat on the wheel, quietly waiting.

When Shu Jiao got down the mountain, she saw the car and knew that Shen Junzhuo had arranged for Ren Dart to pick her up, and she felt warm in her heart.

No matter how many things and how many people in this world make people feel cold, there are always people who he lights a lamp in her heart and warms her.

Bluebird sent her to the car, and the surrounding woods rattled, and he knew that those were the guards who had always followed her, guarding her day and night.

He pretended not to know, and handed the rest of the green dream back to her. He is a master of light skills and poisoning, and it is inevitable that his heart will itch when he sees such a miraculous medicine, and Mr. Mo Li can't see it, so he only smiled and told him that this medicine is not appropriate, and when this time is completed, he can give him other prescriptions.

Although he doesn't have any big ambitions, the bottom line of the rivers and lakes still has to be talked about, otherwise he won't be reused by Yao Wei.

The carriage was bumpy all the way, and Shu Yao also knew that someone had been following her to protect her, so she amplified her courage to rush overnight, and the original three-day journey took only two days to arrive.

It's just that when he arrived at the ten-mile long pavilion used for farewell in the city, the carriage slowed down.

Shu Yao was aware, brushed the ground and lifted the curtain to look out, and saw a remnant sun shining between the sky and the earth, the emerald green bamboo was blown by the breeze, and a long road led to a slightly dilapidated pavilion built on a high place, in which sat a person, wearing a cyan robe, was playing a tune with a horizontal flute.

The sound of the flute was melodious and melodious, becoming clearer and clearer as the carriage approached.

When he reached the end of the road, Shu Yao stopped the carriage, got out of the carriage himself, climbed the stairs, and walked towards the pavilion.

The evening sun gilded everything with a layer of gold, and a breeze blew from the bamboo forest, dry and cool, blowing the corners of her robe, dancing and flying.

When she got closer, the sound of the flute stopped, although Shen Junzhuo's face became more and more white as jade in the light of the remnant sun, the smile on his face became one with this comfortable evening, where is there still the arrogance of the generals, they are all elegant and gentle scholars.

A few strands of his hair fluttered gently in the breeze, across his forehead, and playfully touched his cheeks. With a smile on his face, he looked at Shu Jiao who came over.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, but as refreshing and pleasant as a crescent moon, although she is dressed in men's clothes, she can't hide her demeanor. The light gray robe, which was obviously wide on her body, was quite weak.

Shu Yao walked towards him step by step, the corners of her mouth were raised high, she really didn't expect that he would go ten miles out of the city to meet her, there was a place in her heart that was ringing with a clear spring, the clear spring was bubbling and flowing, moistening her whole person, and the bumps and pain along the way became indifferent.

When he entered the pavilion, as if they had just been separated, he smiled and said:

"It's back!"

She also smiled and nodded, and said:

"It's back!"

He reached out, took her hand in the palm of his hand, and pulled her to stand side by side, without the slightest strangeness of saying goodbye.

She stood in the pavilion with him, and from here, she could see the green mountains in the distance, and the misty foot of the mountain gradually became red in the evening sun, and the glow gradually covered the sky. Birds returning home at night flew by, scattering a crisp birdsong.

At this time, it seems that all troubles can be left behind. She shook his hand back, his palm warm and dry, and she rested her head gently on his shoulder, and in the dilapidated and lonely pavilion, the mountain breeze blew over their shoulders and blew their robes fiercely.

Shu Yao thought, no matter how much darkness and hesitation there is in this world, as long as he is by his side, her heart will not be afraid, she will not be lonely, only stability and peace remain, which makes her whole person indifferent.

Shen Junzhuo pointed to the green mountains and said:

"In the future, we can build a house in that mountain, by the mountains and rivers, so comfortable."

Shu Yao looked at the direction he was pointing, nodded solemnly, with a soft and comfortable smile on his face, and followed him to imagine the future.

The dusk passed quickly, and the sun struggled helplessly, but still set.

(End of chapter)