The moon is pale.

Ling Shuangshuang's face was even more pale and terrifying, even calmer and terrifying, she was inadvertently bumped into by Xi Xiaoying when she killed her husband, and she didn't have the slightest sense of fear, she carefully picked up a handful of loess, sprinkled it on Wen Liangyu's face in the pit, and said lightly: "Ying'er, you are obedient, close your eyes, don't look, don't look at him again." Ying'er, he's damned, he's been lying to people all the time, he's been hurting people...... Now, I'm finally well-behaved, and I won't run out to deceive and persecute other people's girls anymore......"

"Ahh

Ling Shuangshuang wanted to stop the girl's yelling, but it was too late, and Xi Xiaoying ran out like a ghost.

Soon, Ling Shuangshuang heard the noisy voices of the neighbors nearby, and asked with Baozheng's exclamation: "Little girl, where did you kill someone?" Countless footsteps rushed here, Shuangshuang closed her eyes, let out a long sigh, and finally sprinkled a handful of soil on Wen Liangyu's corpse......

The case of Ling Shuangshuang's murder of her husband caused a sensation in "Beiliang County".

Such a beautiful and hard-working woman turned out to be a ruthless husband-killing shrew, which made the idlers in the whole "Beiliang County" city come to the spirit, and on the day of the arraignment, the county government was surrounded by water.

To everyone's surprise, in the three sessions of the county order, the chief arrest, and the capital prison, Ling Shuangshuang was surprisingly quiet, she did not have the despair or splattery of ordinary female prisoners after being accused of killing her husband, she calmly responded to all the questions raised by Lord Xi Qinggu, the county magistrate in the hall, decently and without leakage.

"Three adults, I killed my husband Wen Liangyu...... Yes, I smashed his head from behind with a stone pestle that pounded beans. Facing Xi Qinggu, the commander of Beiliang County, Ling Shuangshuang did not shirk it, and admitted the charge of murder in one bite.

"Prisoner Ling Shuangshuang, why did you kill your husband?" Xi Qinggu was slightly surprised, this elegant and demure woman in the hall had an indescribable nobility, not at all like a murderous and evil woman.

Ling Shuangshuang paused, didn't answer, and said for a long time: "No, the two husbands and wives had a quarrel for a while, and he started beating me...... I picked up the pestle and smashed it on the back of his head. ”

The idlers gathered in the market under the lobby exchanged their heads and discussed: Look at this vicious mother-in-law, with fine skin and tender meat, who killed her father-in-law, and she still doesn't care so much when she speaks! What a vicious woman's heart!

Although the county magistrate Xi Qinggu had some doubts in his heart, he always felt that there was another hidden story behind the case, but the prisoner's rigorous and impeccable confession made him really unable to think of anything that could be cross-examined.

When the arrow was thrown into the hall, the crowd of onlookers let out a roar of applause, but the face of the prisoner did not change at all, as calm as a pool of autumn water.

Ling Shuangshuang was handcuffed and temporarily escorted back to the women's prison, a sturdy female cell head took the female prisoner to send a bowl of white rice and two large plates of hot dishes, and the female cell head commanded with an emotionless face: "Hey, you will be on the road later, eat this 'severed head rice'!"

——In the prison, even the most vicious officials and officials will be a little benevolent when dealing with death row inmates who are about to go to the execution ground.

In the damp and gloomy death row, Ling Shuangshuang looked at the food without any appetite, put down the dishes and chopsticks after eating a few bites, asked the female prisoner for a basin of water, and began to carefully freshen up.

"Hehe, I killed someone, my sister is really at ease. Suddenly, she heard the voice of Miss Xi in her ears, Ling Shuangshuang turned around in disbelief, and in the dimly lit prison, she really saw Xi Xiaoying standing there pretty, her face haggard and inhuman, accompanied by a thin old man, it was really the county magistrate Xi Qinggu who had just asked in the hall. The prison guards next to them all retired at some point.

"How did you get in?" Ling Shuangshuang blurted out, and then immediately understood in her heart, this girl was Xi Qinggu's adopted daughter.

"Ying'er came to see you die!" Suddenly, Xi Xiaoying's voice became indescribably vicious and angry, and she continued: "I want to watch you die!

The fourteen-year-old girl's eyes flashed with a terrifying light, she coughed violently, like an angry bird, and threw herself on the cold iron fence without hesitation, and reached into the women's prison with all her might, desperately trying to catch Ling Shuangshuang, she coughed and screamed hysterically: "You say, you say, you, why are you...... Ahem, why, kill my Wen Lang...... I want to watch you...... Ahem, watch you die!"

"Ying'er, Ying'er, you have to take care of your body. Xi Qinggu hurriedly went up to support her daughter, took out a square handkerchief to cover the corners of her mouth, and saw that Ying'er could barely stand up straight because of coughing, and sighed again and again: "Ying'er, you are too willful...... Come on, help Miss go back to the room to rest"

- Enxiang's envoy has arrived in "Beiliang", Ying'er's marriage is personally decided by the father, at this critical juncture, I must not let this wayward girl continue to be so willful, ruin the future and not worry, harm the life of the whole family, how can it be a joke?

Ling Shuangshuang sighed slightly, looking at Xi Xiaoying, this fourteen-year-old girl was obviously deeply stimulated by seeing her lover's sudden death, and immediately identified herself as a heinous murderer.

- That's fine, I don't need to explain, the little girl is terminally ill, and her time is short, so let her always keep the perfect shadow of a lover in her heart!

The maid helped Xi Xiaoying away, and the poor girl was already weak and unable to walk because of her sudden illness.

Xi Qinggu went out and called someone to help her daughter out, and when she turned around, she suddenly saluted Ling Shuangshuang and said, "Miss Ling, no matter what, our Xi family is very grateful to you for not publicizing the matter of the little girl in the court." ”

Ling Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man's face covered with years of wind and frost, sighed softly, turned his head, and did not speak.

Xi Qinggu took a long look at Ling Shuangshuang's back in the women's prison, turned out of the cell, and saw a person standing next to the brazier at the end of the corridor.

The man turned around, his stature was slightly taller than the average person, but not too tall. He had broad shoulders and a thin waist, and seemed strong and strong, especially when dressed in black silk.

His eyes are big and bright, full of enthusiasm and sunshine.

It was a young man with an empty sleeve on his right hand, a knife in his left hand, and a bright red silk scarf tied to the handle of the knife.

When he saw Xi Qinggu, not only did he have a smile in his eyes, but he also showed a gentle and chic smile on his face.

Xi Qinggu took a few steps forward, bowed down and saluted, "Luo Dao King!"

The young man smiled "haha", and asked in a warm voice, "Master Xi, have things been arranged?"

Xi Qinggu humbly saluted: "The orders of the red man in front of Xiangye, how dare you slack off on your humble duties?" Qinggu has already found a female death row prisoner who is the same size and posture as Miss Ling and escorted to the execution ground. ”

The young man smiled and said: "Thank you Master Xi for your help, the day before yesterday, the official of the ancestral hall of the Jingshi Rite Department was worried about the vacancy, and Zhengxi will say a few words for Master Xi in front of the Xiangye seat." ”

When Ling Shuangshuang in the women's prison heard the sound of footsteps and raised her head to see the young and warm face that had inadvertently slipped into her dream several times, she couldn't help but exclaim: "It's you?!"

......

When the prisoner car went to the vegetable market, the prisoner's wife was covered with a hood, and Jiang Chop, the chief executioner of the county town, carried a ghost head knife tied with red silk, standing lifeless behind the prisoner car, and a large group of people stopped to watch on the street.

"This little lady often walks the streets and sells bean curd, and she is beautiful! How can she kill people?"

"It's so fierce! I heard that he used a stone pestle to break the skull of his own official!"

"Tut-tut...... Yes, it's hard, and I admit it in one bite, but it's a pity that such a little beauty did it......"

There were people whispering in the crowd of onlookers, all of whom were a group of green-skinned scoundrels in the market, who had nothing to do, and simply rushed away to watch the excitement.

Under the escort of a cadre of officials and officials led by Ao Jintie, the chief catcher of the leopard's head and eyes, the prisoner car slowly led people through the "Liangcheng Inn", and a group of green-skinned scoundrels in the market coaxed and embraced, and rushed to the execution ground outside the city.

In the shadows at the base of the inn's walls, dozens of swordsmen dressed in tatters either closed their eyes or scratched their heads to catch lice, oblivious to the bustle of the market, and did not even bother to lift their eyelids.

At the head of the Liangcheng building, two men who had been reunited after a long absence, were drinking, one black and one white.

"Three months ago, I was just like them. Luo Zhengxi stood in the golden sunlight, looking at the knife hand in the shadow of the wall downstairs, and said with a lot of feelings, the empty right sleeve floated without wind.

Leng Beicheng's eyebrows locked slightly, and he coughed lightly: "Now it's not a pity to say goodbye, the head of the Xiangfu guard, the 'one-armed knife' in the 'Eight Great Sword Kings' of the Jingshi, even Xi Qinggu's old man has to respect you for three points." ”

With a warm smile as always, Luo Zhengxi said: "When I first arrived in Beijing, I had no relatives and ran into walls everywhere, which was very sloppy. On a rainy night, I fainted on the side of the street hungry, and it was the Xiangye car and horse team that rushed to the morning to pass by and found me. Xiang Ye appreciated me very much and gave me a chance to learn from the martial artists in the house, and I went all the way from ordinary guards to 16 levels in a row, and I also sat in the position of 'Sword King'. ”

Leng Beicheng groaned slightly, and said: "Although I have always disliked Cai Jing, there is one thing about him that I admire and admire, that is, recognizing talents, cherishing talents, using talents, and valuing talents." The reason why Cai Jing has today's status and achievements is by no means fortunate. ”

Luo Zhengxi said with a smile: "Zhengxi went to Beijing on a business trip this time, and he was ordered by Xiangye to arrange the marriage between Miss Xi and the second son of the Nangong family. ”

Leng Beicheng raised his glass and said: "The officialdom of the Beijing division is not as reckless as the rivers and lakes, intrigues and tricks abound, brothers are open-minded, remember to be careful everywhere." ”

Luo Zhengxi also raised his glass and said: "The mountains are high and the waters are long, you and my brothers are separated, and each of them is cherished." ”

At this time, a woman in Tsing Yi with rouge tears in the corners of her eyes and a black veil stepped forward silently, silently filled the two empty cups with wine, and walked away silently.

"Frost Girl...... Uh, no, Miss Ruoshuang, I'm tired. Luo Zhengxi got up and thanked the woman in Tsing Yi who was standing silently at the railing, and the woman bowed slightly, which was a reply.

- I know, from the very beginning, I knew that under the sun, the young man named Luo Zhengxi, with his clear eyes and a smile, was so beautiful that it didn't belong to me.

Looking at the slender and haggard figure that refused to be thousands of miles away, Luo Zhengxi's heart hurt slightly.

- Maybe one day, he will be bold enough to ask her, "Are the rouge tears in the corners of your eyes delicious?" (end of volume)