At the end of the day, it is the most comfortable time for the sun in the imperial study, the autumn breeze is not cold, the sandalwood is overflowing, and the fragrant West Lake Longjing makes the whole person refreshed. Zhu Xingzhan's face was also better when he reviewed the recital.

Shang Pingrong was dressed in the official uniform of Xing Wei Mansion and came to return to his life, "Your Majesty." ”

Say. Zhu Xingzhan did not look up, the brush was stained with cinnabar ink, and he drew with his hand on the fold.

"Back to Your Majesty, when Ouyang Ze and Li Zifeng met, the minister was always outside the door, and there was nothing suspicious about the conversation between them. Shang Pingrong replied truthfully, "It's just gossip." ”

"Are you on an errand in Xing Wei Mansion on your first day?" Zhu Xingzhan stopped what he was doing, his face was a little gloomy, and he stared at Shang Pingrong and said, "The last time Li Zifeng sneaked into the secret prison of Xing Wei Mansion to meet Wan Ziyu. Except for Xu Xiangkun, who is the initiator, who of you has noticed it?"

The last time Li Zifeng disguised himself as a jailer and quietly met with Wan Ziyu, Zhu Xingzhan had already noticed it when he arrived at the cell of Xing Weifu, it was not that he was unwilling to care, but that he was done in that kind of place, which did not have the slightest effect on Zhu Xingzhan's plan.

Shang Pingrong knelt on his knees and arched his hand, "It's the minister's negligence, and the minister will arrange a retrial of Li Zifeng." ”

"No need. Zhu Xingzhan refused, "I know what kind of person Li Zifeng is, I guess you have heard about him from other people's mouths." Zhu Xingzhan's eyes were a little strange, as if he intended to remind.

"Yes. Shang Pingrong was in a cold sweat.

"I see that he is almost recuperating, so idle, it is really cheap for him, just pick a hard job in Xing Wei Mansion and let him do it!" Zhu Xingzhan always stared at Shang Pingrong, and the reminder in his eyes was even stronger.

Shang Pingrong was stunned for a moment, seemed to understand Zhu Xingzhan's meaning, and replied, "The minister obeys the order." ”

Zhu Xingzhan frowned, and didn't want to bother to say anything more. Continuing to review the folds, he said in a deep voice, "Stand down!"

After Shang Pingrong left, Zhu Xingzhan thought for a long time, and instructed He Sheng, who was waiting on the side, "Pass the decree to transfer Xu Xiangkun, the former leader of Xingwei Mansion, from the vegetable garden to the Xingwei Mansion Miscellaneous Courtyard to be accompanied by Li Zifeng." ”

The miscellaneous courtyard of Xing Weifu is a place for prisoners to do hard labor, and the work is dirty and tiring.

"Yes. ”

Li Zifeng has been in prison for half a month, and he can finally breathe fresh air in the hospital for a long time, although the work is indescribable, but at least there is no need to be in a daze in the cell all day long, the key is that he does not have to wear heavy shackles.

"This is it, you should wash all your clothes today!"

Li Zifeng was cleaning the toilet when he heard the jailer's order to others. Although the jailer's tone was as arrogant as ever, Li Zifeng could hear that there was a hint of dodging and weakness in the jailer's voice.

Who is it? Li Zifeng's brows tightened, and he suddenly thought of someone, Xu Xiangkun!

Looking back uncertainly, sure enough, it was him, after Xu Xiangkun listened to the jailer's instructions, he also saw Li Zifeng in a blink of an eye, and the corners of Xu Xiangkun's mouth rose slightly, as if he had reunited with friends after a long absence.

The miscellaneous courtyard of Xing Weifu is very large, and there is some distance between the toilet and the place where the clothes are washed, Xu Xiangkun deliberately made a detour, took the opportunity to fetch water, walked to Li Zifeng's side, and said while fetching water, "Long time no see." ”

Li Zifeng's eyes were sour, and he stared at Xu Xiangkun for a long time, Xu Xiangkun wanted to be thinner than before, and his expression inevitably revealed haggardness, it seems that the life in the vegetable garden is not easy. Li Zifeng sighed slightly, and said with guilt, "It's me who has troubled you." ”

"Now that you live in Xing Wei's Mansion as you wish, are you satisfied?" Xu Xiangkun looked inexplicable, picked up a bucket of water, and poured it into the toilet that Li Zifeng was cleaning, with a sharp movement, and no splashes came out.

Li Zifeng frowned slightly, "Why do you want to help me?

Li Zifeng has vaguely heard the jailer talk in the past few days, saying that after Xu Xiangkun was arrested by Zhu Xingzhan, he was sent to the vegetable garden to farm in the name of ventilating the news and suspected of committing rebellion, and his family property was confiscated.

Xu Xiangkun fetched another bucket of water and carried it, looking at Li Zifeng's eyes, covered with a little loneliness and a little playfulness, "Li Gongzi boasts of having a good memory, how can he forget about it?"

"What's the matter?" Li Zifeng searched his entire mind, and he didn't remember that he had ever known someone surnamed Xu.

"The answer to the question of 'why should I help you?' You better think about it yourself!" Xu Xiangkun said, "But whether you can remember it or not, at least I fell to this point for you, if we go out one day, you will take me in, a homeless person!"

"Shall we go out again? Maybe we'll live like this for the rest of our lives. Li Zifeng suddenly said to Xu Xiangkun's back, meaning something, he remembered some things when he was a child.

Xu Xiangkun stopped and sighed silently, "Don't be so decadent, the days still have to look forward." ”

Sad emotions came to his heart, when he was a child, under the torment of the hard days in Hongyuan Villa, he remembered that there was once a little friend of the same age as him who said to him at night: Don't be decadent, life must go on.

Li Zifeng stood up and asked Xu Xiangkun word by word, "Then why is your surname Xu?"

This sentence touched Xu Xiangkun's most sad past, "It's hard to say." ”

Then, Xu Xiangkun left without looking back, Li Zifeng looked at his back and said to himself: Long time no see.

If the jailer took care of Xu Xiangkun, but he was not so polite to Li Zifeng, a tall jailer saw that Li Zifeng had been stunned, and shook his hand with a whip, accompanied by a scolding sound, "I was lazy and chatting just now, and I was in a daze at this time, if you can't finish cleaning these toilets, you don't want to eat dinner!"

It was a slightly cool night, the wind in late autumn was even colder, the bleak moonlight was almost invisible, a black shadow quietly crossed the sky, skillfully walked through the front and back gardens of the huge Qingping Palace, and finally fell in the back garden of the palace, hidden on a century-old pine, observing the movement around the back door.

The patrol guards walked through the back garden with neat steps, everything was normal, but the black-clothed man who was watching always felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, and the seemingly quiet back garden seemed to hide a little murderous aura.

When the guards on duty took over, there was a gap, and the man in black looked at it, and the guess in his heart was even heavier, and sure enough, the person who made him feel full of murderous aura came out, a man dressed in a cloak and wearing an iron mask.

The black clothes on his body blended into the vast night, only the iron mask, glowing with cold light, the man in black held his breath and concentrated, pinching the pine needles tightly with one hand, while carefully identifying it, watching the figure of the black cloak about to disappear into the night, the man in black did not hesitate to track the past.

When they chased to the city gate, the originally closed city gate opened a small gate for this person to enter and exit, and the black-clothed people were shocked, it seems that the situation in Wei'an City is much more dangerous than expected.

The man in black didn't dare to chase after him anymore, so he had to find a foothold to stop, his eyes swept around, and quickly flashed into Cai's snack shop, which was still lit up and received night pedestrians to rest temporarily.

After the boss Cai Kun arranged the last wave of guests in the front hall, he went to the door panel. After returning to the house alone. When he lit the candle and was about to wash and rest, a gust of wind blew inexplicably, and the flames on the candlestick shook violently, Cai Kun trembled, and suddenly saw a black-clothed masked man standing in front of him.

Before Cai Kun could shout, a cold short sword was placed on his neck, "Don't move!"

Cai Kun stopped moving, "This good man, where are you? If you want money, there are some in the drawers of the cabinet." Cai Kun only thought about being a hero at this time, not suffering immediate losses.

Although he was making life-threatening actions, there was no murderous intent in the eyes of the black-clothed masked man, "What's the matter? Boss Cai, who dared to break into the prison of Xing Wei Mansion, was afraid of me at this time, the robber?"

Cai Kun's expression tightened, only to feel that the voice of the masked man in front of him was a little familiar, and when he was thinking hard, the man in black withdrew his short sword and took off the face covering, Cai Kun's eyes suddenly widened, "It's you?!"

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