Chapter 61: It is my honor to die at your hands...
"Dead? Xia Feng was surprised, pushed away the spoon that reached his lips, and got up to go out.
"Ah Feng, do you want to go like this? Xiao Mingchen grabbed her, with an unconcealable smile in his eyes.
Being pulled by the sleeves, Xia Feng was careless for a while, and almost tripped.
She wore a maxie skirt, with a circle of roses embroidered on the spacious cuffs, and her hair was in a bun that was high and low on both sides, which was not symmetrical.
The reason is that after the two got up today, Xiao Mingchen stopped her from practicing swords, saying that she had learned a new French style with her grandmother and wanted to practice her hands.
His Royal Highness King Ning also pays attention to the atmosphere, and needs to be matched with clothes that are suitable for the situation before it can play smoothly. Xia Feng was forced to change into a skirt with cuffs and a mop hem, but unfortunately Xiao Mingchen played abnormally, and after pulling her hair three times, it was still crooked.
Xia Feng glared at him strangely, turned around and went into the inner room to change clothes.
She didn't pay attention to the people who followed behind her, took care of herself and took care of her own bun, found a short arrow sleeve, and said while changing: "I was careless, the Huaiyuan Mansion prison was heavily defended, and actually let Wei Yu die."
"That day Wei Yu has been trying to sow discord, and he wants to lead you to suspect that I am a Qiang subordinate. Xiao Mingchen thought silently for a moment, shook his head and denied himself, "No, it's not enough. Not only did he want to frame me, he even wanted you to kill me. Why is that, what does he know and what purpose does it have?
"I haven't been able to figure this out. Xia Feng sat in front of the dressing table, and just picked up the wooden comb when someone picked it up. She looked through the copper mirror at the long-standing man behind her: "To say that he is honest is simply bullshit." But if you say that he has bad intentions, it is not true. He has been talking for so many years, except for blocking me from time to time, he has not done anything else that is unconscionable.
Xiao Mingchen knew that she was just talking to herself, did not answer, and carefully combed the black hair in her hands.
"If it weren't for Yanzhou's fake sound to rectify salt and iron, I would have forgotten that there was such an uncle as him. Xia Feng frowned, "Wei Yu and Aunt Wei and I are both related by blood, if I don't toss such a thing, I will never make a mistake for no reason." You say, what the hell is there in the steppe that makes them risk their lives and do not have a conscience?
"It's hard to speculate. The hardest thing to figure out in this world is the human heart. Xiao Mingchen pinned the white jade hairpin for her, "The Wang family was like the sky and rich in the sky, but Wang Mao secretly colluded with Nai Man. The grassland is barren and far from Shengjing, and what Wang Mao wants is by no means gold and silver fame and fortune. You say, will it be related to that weird Qiang evil art?
Xia Feng's eyes lit up: "It is possible, Gongchen is deeply accomplished in the trickery of the Qiang people, and when he returns to the camp one day, he will show him that piece of ink jade."
After
she said that, she stood up, and saw that Xiao Mingchen seemed to have reluctance in his eyes, and grabbed him: "Go, Your Highness, come with me to take a look." Wei
Yu died a strange death, and after examination, he could not find any fatal injuries and showed no signs of taking poison. It was as if he had died suddenly, without the slightest sign or cause.
Xia Feng lifted the white cloth and looked at the old man who was over half a hundred years old with white sideburns and a embarrassed face, and his heart was sour for a while: "When did he die?"
"Back to the marshal, when the jailer inspected the cell this morning, he told him that he was unresponsive, only to find that the person was already cold, and it is speculated that he probably lost his breath in the early hours of this morning. Tang Zhen said, "Recently, the prison has been strictly guarded, day and night. The subordinates made sure that no suspicious people entered last night, and nothing unusual happened.
"Why not, just locked up a bunch yesterday." Moreover, if he quietly cut himself, the guards are afraid that it will be difficult to detect. Xia Feng's words changed: "How many family members were arrested yesterday?"
"There were forty-seven people who were removed from the house slaves who made trouble yesterday, and the four of them who led the disturbance were detained separately, and the rest were all detained together.
"It's those four leaders, all of them are young people from various families, right? Xia Feng lowered his face and said in a harsh tone: "Tie them all to the torture room for interrogation, torture them, regardless of the means!" No
matter the means, the four words scared Tang Zhen. The four young people in the lead are all sons and brothers with heads and faces of the family clan, and there are many involved behind them. What's more, since ancient times, there has been a saying that doctors cannot be punished, and if they really interrogate them by any means, they will completely tear their faces with the family if they cause human lives.
Wei Peihe was somewhat backboned, at first he held it hard, and he was beaten to cry and cry later, but he just shouted that he didn't know anything. He was arrested to save talents, of course, it was impossible to harm Wei Yu.
The other three were different, and within a few strokes they began to bite each other in a mess. Among them, the whitest white face came from the Zhou family, and he was sure that it was Wei Pei and the plot of the Wei family's property, so he deliberately made such a scene and killed the head of the family, Wei Yu.
Xia Feng calmly sat on the side and watched, and Xiao Mingchen also sat next to him. He was a little uncomfortable seeing this bloody scene, but he still sat hard and carefully observed the reactions of several people.
"Ah Feng, this person. Xiao Mingchen pointed to Zhou Xiaobai's face who was shouting.
"What do you say? Xia Feng looked at him.
"He is very unusual, others will be inconsistent and confusing in their peers in a hurry, not logical, but he is different. The framed is more real than the real thing, and there are no loopholes. Although his panic and fear were intense, they only surfaced on his face, indicating that he had this emotion and did not distract at all.
Xia Feng stood up, pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, approached Zhou Xiaobai's face, and pressed it against his trembling neck: "What is it called?" "
Zhou... ZHOU Lian.
Xia Feng smiled contemptuously: "Which eye do you not want?" "
Spare your life, marshal spare your life." Zhou Lian's white face was verbose and trembling, "I don't know anything, nothing." It was Brother Wei Xian, it was he who called us... Come here. He said that the family is both prosperous and detrimental, and he tempts us to follow him in doing this illegal deed.
"Oh, right eye. After Xia Feng finished speaking, he raised his hand and poked straight at Zhou Lian's right eyeball. With a harsh scream, she only cut the corner of Zhou Lian's eyes, and said impatiently: "It's boring." The
two people next to him saw that Zhou Lian was targeted by Xia Feng, and hurriedly fell into the well: "It's Brother Zhou, it's him!" It was he who instructed his family slaves to do something to Lord Tang, and it was also he who incited the people and provoked trouble. "
You guys... You are spewing blood! Zhou Lian cursed.
Xia Feng ignored them, beckoned to the fierce wind next to him, and instructed in a low voice: "These torture tools in Huaiyuan Mansion are all small troubles, when we go out later, you focus on giving this Zhou Lian some means, otherwise it will stain His Highness's eyes." "
Yes. Li Feng replied respectfully.
Xia Feng obviously felt Xiao Mingchen's discomfort with this bloody scene, so he pulled him to the front yard to bask in the sun.
Today's weather is very good, the chrysanthemums in the courtyard are blooming, and the two have known each other for almost a year.
"Is it better? Xia Feng looked at him with concern. Suddenly felt that this person in front of him was only suitable for the scenery and the moon, the years were quiet, and all the fame and fortune in the world, intrigue, were all tarnished to him.
"It's okay. Xiao Mingchen's face turned slightly pale, and he shook his head, "It doesn't taste good inside, it's just stuffy, it's not in the way."
"You..." Xia Feng hesitated, and asked a question that he had always wanted to ask but couldn't say: "Do you think that I hate hands and are not close to people?" She
actually wanted to ask this question all along, she had countless lives on her hands, and even killing people in front of King Ning happened from time to time.
Xia Feng has always wanted to know what Xiao Mingchen thinks about this, and every time he wants to ask, he will feel that he is pretentious, and he still asks out of his mouth.
"How could I think that? Xiao Mingchen was surprised for a moment and replied seriously, "No, you are fine."
"Seriously? "Xia Feng raised his eyebrows and teased, "Aren't you worried that my six relatives won't recognize it one day and do something to you?"
Xiao Mingchen moved closer and touched her forehead: "It is my honor to die at your hands." "
Rhetoric. Li
Feng's unscrupulous torture made Zhou Lian have qi in and out, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
He shrunk on the ground, covered in blood and flesh, and spoke intermittently: "I... I don't know who she really is, a woman who is behind the restaurant in Liuyun Lane every time we meet. Insert a seasonal flower in the corner to convey the message. She wore a veil and wrapped it tightly. I only take money to do things, and I really don't know who it is. "
If you say it earlier, you won't be like this sooner." Li Feng shook his head, "You can't die for the time being, let's live for a few days, the marshal said that he can't give you a pain." Zhou
Lian convulsed violently after hearing this, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
Xia Feng listened to the return of the fierce wind, and pondered for a moment: "Find a few people who can change their faces, and pretend to be these four people to go back to each house." Let the rest of the people go, don't spread the news that Wei Yu is dead. When the wind was released, it said that I could not bear the pressure of the family clan and was forced to release people. The restaurant in Liuyun Lane went up to arrange flowers and sent people to squat day and night in secret. "
When the people heard that the sons and brothers of the four families who were making trouble, they were all released, and they all played angrily and cursed in their spare time. Spread ten, ten, and the news spread quickly.
They have the best and worst memories, and not long after the farce subsided, they were already engaged in their livelihoods, and they had long forgotten about a group of jumping beam clowns.
In the backyard of the Liuyun Lane restaurant, a woman in a cloth skirt carefully opened the back door, looked around quietly, and immediately closed the door and locked it after confirming that there was no abnormality.
The coarse cloth neck sleeve she pulled up covered half of her face, revealing the upper half of her face as thin as wood.
"Come out. She walked into the courtyard and whispered, only the autumn wind swept the leaves around, there was no movement, her face couldn't help but tighten, and she said coldly: "Come out, don't pretend to be a ghost!"
"Pretending to be a ghost? Xia Feng sneered and slowly paced out from under the porch, "Isn't this what you are best at, girl?"
Aunt
Wei's face changed suddenly, her sunken eyes shrunk together, and she took two steps back: "You, why are you?" "
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