Death still smells the fragrance of proud bones (1)

Luo Shaohua, the secretary of Dali Temple who had disappeared for many days after going out on business, also came back suddenly.

Luo Shaohua saw that Xue Zhengwu was holding the handover order stamped with the Great Seal of the Governors of the Three Provinces and the Jade Seal of the Holy Emperor, and his heart blossomed.

After an edict from the Holy Emperor, they could only stop everyone, even if they were as noble as King Jin and the Great Prince, they could only keep them out.

In this case, Chai Xintong also lived a few days in peace.

The more they chatted, the more they found that the poems and books in this little gentleman's belly could not be exhausted, and the more they admired this little gentleman, and even waited for Chai Xintong to eat a good meal every day, and then sat on the ground, sat outside, and listened to Chai Xintong talk about various historical books.

Of course, in this way, his treatment is much better, the handcuffs and anklets are open, and he can move freely in prison.

As soon as the day arrived, Chai Xintong looked at the sunlight shining in from the window, counted the hours, and muttered to himself: "In another hour, Xian'er will get married." ”

Today's meal came much earlier than usual, and the little jailer gently put the brocade box containing the food on the ground, not daring to disturb Chai Xintong.

This matter became more and more intense, and in the end, the eldest prince came out to refute the rumors and was drowned out by the saliva of the people.

Because most of them are ordinary people at the bottom of society, they will deeply sympathize with those who are oppressed.

The little jailer heard about these things, and also learned from some channels that Mr. Chai was arrested for "assassinating" the Holy Emperor, and the evidence was conclusive, but he still wanted to believe that Mr. Chai was framed.

In the distance, there was a commotion and footsteps, and he knew that someone had come to pick up Mr. Chai. They all heard that Mr. Chai was going to be beheaded today.

He didn't know what to say, he looked at the straight back sitting on the straw mat, with a pen holder next to it, and a few books, this moment was quiet and beautiful, and the little jailer couldn't bear it

The heart is disturbed.

Xue Zhengwu, the secretary of the criminal department who was wearing a court uniform, walked over, the little jailer lowered his head in fright, and did not dare to make a sound, he made up his mind that he would not disturb Mr. Chai.

After a long time, Chai Xintong finally sighed.

Xue Zhengwu looked at Chai Xintong, who turned his head unhurriedly, and he also had a little admiration in his heart.

However, this little gentleman smiled faintly at himself, brushing the long hair scattered on both sides, as if he was getting up early to go to school, and he didn't feel the fear of death at all.

"Lord Xue is here to take me, right?"

"I think it's going to the single willow tree, where you can see the imperial city in the distance. ”

"Mr. Chai, please. ”

The little jailer's eyes were a little red, and he raised his head and looked at Chai Xintong in confusion.

"In this life, when you leave, as long as you are frank and open. ”

The adjutant beside Xue Zhengwu wanted to shackle Chai Xintong, but he didn't expect this criminal department secretary to suddenly shout angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Chai Xintong smiled slightly, thought for a while and said, "Take it, but can you agree to my request." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Chai Xintong looked at the food box on the ground, and there was also a pot of wine next to it.

Everyone was shocked, only Chai Xintong still had a faint smile on his face, and the jailers of Dali Temple and the original prisoners all glared at each other, looking at the criminal department Shangshu who suddenly changed his face with red eyes.

"The little gentleman saw him off, how could he drink this bad wine. Old man, take a sip with you!"

"Ah, I forgot it, I don't know how many years ago the Holy Emperor gave me the wine, today, let's taste it!"

He turns

He turned his head to the people in prison and said: "You should have a clear conscience when you die, I, Chai Xintong, have never been sorry for anyone!"

"If you have a clear conscience, why bring these things!"

As he reached the door, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Chai Xintong paused, his eyes were slightly red, and he whispered, "Thank you!" Then, he strode out of Dali Temple.

Xu Changan was lying down, and a flowery, play-like face appeared in front of him, he was startled and rubbed his eyes.

Xu Changan was a little surprised, didn't he say hello to Xue Zhengwu, why did this Xue Pan still come out.

Xu Changan sighed: "Chai Xintong has nothing to do with you, why bother?"

Xu Changan nodded.

Xu Changan was speechless for a moment.

Xu Changan's eyes changed and he stared at Xue Pan.

Xue Pan immediately took the mask and waved his hands and said, "Just kidding, joking." ”

Xue Pan put the mask in front of Xu Changan's eyes as if offering a treasure.

"Guan Ye. Xu Changan asked lightly, when he was young, he also liked this Guan Ye very much.

"This is Guan Ye of Yi Bo Yuntian, my father gave it to me. ”

"Senior Xue, since you don't want to, then how can I, Xu Changan, embarrass you!" he said secretly in his heart, he glanced at the horse he brought and the two horses brought by Xue Pan, he just wanted to go to danger alone, but Xue Pan wanted to go to the battlefield with him.

Xue Pan turned around, Xu Changan used all his strength to slash at Xue Pan's neck with a knife, Xue Pan's eyes were black, and he mixed up.

"Neither you nor your father live up to this mask. As he spoke, he gently put the mask on Xue Pan's face, he took two steps forward, suddenly turned around and chuckled: "Stinky boy, it's quite suitable!"

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(End of chapter)

A sword Chang'an