The figure crying for mercy was dragged out, and the wails rang out a few times outside the hallway. The lamppost in the hall of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was burning quietly in the cover, and the unfolded picture scroll was slowly put away in Gao Muen's hands, and the slender figure walked across the red carpet in the first place.

“.... A scholar is simply a fool, he was used as a shield by Feng Bao, and he still doesn't know, what is the use of staying in the world, he really can't guess it? How can a hundred households in Dongchang recommend a flat-headed common man to come over for no reason, and he doesn't even have the guts to meet this governor..... It is ridiculous to make a plan to slaughter the village. In this world.... People everywhere have their own thoughts, and they only have themselves in their eyes..."

The fingertips then slowly slid over the face of the woman in the painting, and muttered between her lips: "...... It's just that you don't ask for anything, and you won't ask for anything from our family...... Wife. ”

"Put it away..... Keep it safe. ”

At this time, Bai Ning said.

Compared with the pain caused by the fight with Zhihui's thousand-handed Rulai palm in the Shaolin Temple before, it is not as big as the slight sourness in my heart. The scroll slowly folded up, the lights reflected, the shaking painting shook in front of his eyes one after another, and the woman in the painting seemed to be alive and smiled.

"Xianggong.... You see.... The butterflies caught by Xifu are compared with the exquisite ones, who catches the most beautiful ......" vaguely, as if the stupid woman's voice echoed in Bai Ning's ears.

The scroll was folded, his fingers felt empty, he made a fist in the air, and for a moment he trembled, he fell behind him again, and sat down again in the first place in the hall.

"That's... Governor, do you want Cao Qianhu to give Feng Bao..."Gao Muen put away the scroll and whispered, comparing the action of cutting his neck.

When his men rested, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door and a fan said, "Lord Overseer, that man died after three swords, and the slave had no choice but to cut off his head." ”

As he spoke, the man leaned to the side, and another man took two steps forward, holding a wooden plate with a bloody head on it, his expression distorted with pain, and it was obvious that he had suffered some terrible punishment before he died.

"Hmm..."In the dim light, Bai Ning stared at the dead man's head and waved his hand: "Chop up his body and feed it to the dogs....."

At the door, the two of them withdrew with their heads in their hands.

The door was closed, the wind running in was stopped, Bai Ning turned his eyes to the eunuch holding the painting scroll over there, and picked up what the other party said before: "Feng Bao still has merit to Dongchang, he dares to fight with the Jurchens, and if he hurts one eye, our family can't blame sinners, from the perspective of Dongchang, he did a good job and is also very conscientious, and he will probably be the same as him if he is the governor, after all, only the dead can keep secrets, plague, rabies and such things, even if others know that we are used to deal with the Jin Kingdom, but they will really understand, how many are there?" At that time, Dongchang will definitely become the target of public criticism, and even in the court, it will not be able to gain a firm foothold, and the woman on the Jinluan Palace is probably the most desirable to see. ”

With that, he closed his eyes, and the room fell silent.

Puff puff......

The moth came out of nowhere and kept hitting the paper cover of the candle. Bai Ning leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and when he opened them after a while, he sighed: "...... As Ben said before, you have no selfish heart in the world. ”

Over there, the eunuch next to the lamppost was stunned, and then laughed dryly: "Hehe.... The Overseer is kidding, how can I be selfish....."

Bai Ning's indifferent gaze did not look at Gao Muen: "Those women you have gathered, really don't know anything about Bendu?" just open your eyes, close your eyes, and just want to see what you want to do, after all...," he stood up, ".... After all, this person thinks a little differently from ordinary people..... This governor is a eunuch, and he sends women to our family... Or a group. ”

He smiled suddenly, and smiled coldly.

"O Overseer.... You have wronged me, everyone knows that the family members of the criminal officials will be charged with that... That's somewhere.... Anyway, they are all going to be ruined, and I feel that it will be difficult to live if I go there, and I will save them from fire and water by the teachings of the Governor. ”

Gao Muen was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground holding the painting scroll, cried out in a difficult way, kept wiping his tears, and then peeked at the figure over there, and then took two steps forward, and put his head at Bai Ning's feet and rubbed it.

“..... Governor, I really didn't persecute them, those women came with me voluntarily, I don't believe it, and when I return to Bianliang and let them come and talk to the Overseer in person, you will know that I am innocent. ”

The lights flickered, looking at the short and fat figure rolling under his feet, he suddenly felt that he had not been beaten to death by Gao Yu, and he should have relied on this shameless trick.

Then, Bai Ning lowered his head and scolded Gao Muen in a deep voice: "Get out." ”

"Okay. ”

Gao Muen immediately held the painting scroll, his head stood on the ground, rolled up, and the moment he arrived at the door, Bai Ning suddenly said again: "Stop." ”

By the door, the rolling figure immediately sat on the ground, looked back tremblingly, and suddenly shouted out in a scattered voice: "Governor.... Overseer.... Your face.... How your face is moving on its own. ”

Bai Ning's figure stood up, his originally feminine face, his muscles were slowly squirming, and as he walked, the sound came out of his mouth.

"Go down and make arrangements, don't follow anyone around, Ben Du wants to use Feng Bao's face to lure them out. ”

"It's... Yes..."

Gao Muen opened the door tremblingly, immediately rolled out, stood up and took the door leaf, and ran away in a panic.

The figure turned, and a white-eyed one-eyed face that was the same as Feng Bao looked hideous in the light of the candlelight.

Xiangzhou, in a corner of the city.

The door of the firewood room creaked open. The moment the figure walked in quickly, the figure emerging from the shadows immediately greeted him and helped him sit on a dilapidated stool.

"Daddy... You're hurt. In the dark, the female voice said anxiously.

Zhou Tong rubbed the woman's hair, "A little injury.... It'll be fine soon, I haven't eaten yet, and when my dad comes back, I bought it easily, you can taste it. ”

In his arms, he took out two large white steamed buns, which were still warm.

The old man tore off the small piece and put it in the woman's mouth, and his voice was very gentle, "How is it, isn't .....it sweet? When you're hungry, you're more precious than anything else. ”

Zhou Tong smiled and took a bite himself.

"That's daddy... Kill that eunuch and Mu Yang?"

"No.... Dad didn't expect that in the past two or three years, everyone in Dongchang would have a little martial arts, even if they were weak, but once they came over, Dad was a little overwhelmed. ”

With worry in her eyes, Fleur touched his injured leg, "Let's not take revenge..... There are a lot of them, and only my father here knows martial arts, and he can't beat them. ”

"It's okay.... Dad didn't believe it, the eunuch could bring one or two hundred people with him in the last thatched house. Zhou Tong took another piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into Furui's hand, "More than 100 people in the village, they didn't die in the hands of the Jurchens, but they died in the hands of their own people, my father can't swallow this breath in his heart, it's not easy to live, and he will kill ..... if he says kill."

At the thought of the death of the villager, the woman could no longer speak without revenge.

"In the past few days, Dad is looking for another opportunity. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he quickly ate the steamed bun in his hand, fell asleep on the dry firewood, and fell asleep.

In the dark, Fu Hui didn't eat the steamed bun in her hand and put it into her arms, ".... Save it for tomorrow for Daddy. She whispered to herself.

On the dry firewood, the old man flipped it, but sighed.

PS: One more, the last chapter yesterday was not explained clearly, in fact, the content of the two chapters was streamlined, blended together, lest friends think that the spring breeze is dragging the number of words.