Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 6
The darkness in front of him suddenly faded, and the light of the torch was extremely dazzling.

Du Yi looked up, and saw a prisoner with a fierce face holding a torch into the execution room, and tore off the rag from her mouth.

"Wronged!" Du Yan shouted: "The Du family is wronged!"

"Miss Du, don't shout." Someone outside the execution room suddenly said leisurely: "This is Jingzhao Mansion. If you are a smart person, you should know that shouting is futile no matter what."

There were entourages lighting lanterns around this man, illuminating his blue official robe, slightly upturned beard, and the mocking look on the corner of his mouth.

It was Jingzhao Mansion Facao Jiwen.

When Du Ai saw it, he spat and scolded: "A lackey! A lackey who asks for a cockfight!"

"Call me, yes." Ji Wen shook his head and said, "Call the right minister, no."

"Snapped!"

The prison guard in the cell immediately stepped forward and slapped Du Yi hard.

Only then did Ji Wen continue: "This year I got a nickname, no, it's half, the so-called 'Luo Tong Ji Wang', where 'Ji Wang' is my legal net."

"Hey, cruel official, not ashamed, but proud."

"You are a great beauty, I advise you not to try my French net." Ji Wen touched the blood on the doorpost, rubbed his fingers gently, and said to himself, then asked: "The prince sent someone Burn the evidence that Liu Ji made friends with ministers for him?"

Du Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you want me to recruit..."

The jailer grabbed Du Yu's hair and asked, "Did the prince send someone to destroy the evidence?!"

"Slow down, slow down." Ji Wen scolded: "I don't know how to cherish the beauty. Mrs. Du has to be kept as a witness, so how can I torture her?"

Then, he changed the subject and shouted: "Come on, bring it in!"

The door of the torture room was opened, and there were loud scolding and crying outside.

The jailer dragged a naked, bloody woman in.

Du Yan looked at it with fixed eyes, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

"Flowing wine!"

"Bastards! You bastards! Let her go!"

"..."

Liu Shang was obviously in great pain, his voice was useless from crying, and even moaning seemed hoarse.

The blood continued to flow down, gradually dripping all over the floor.

Ji Wen gave two "tsk" distressedly, and said: "Miss Du, you don't have to cry for this cheap maid, it's not worth it. She has confessed, and the official knows who burned the evidence, but there is only one witness to prove that the matter is true." Instigated by the East Palace."

After finishing speaking, he asked Liushang: "Tell me, Xue Bai, the arsonist, was he sent by the crown prince?"

Liuzhang made two "cluck" sounds in his throat, and cried in a hoarse voice: "Yes... yes..."

"It's useless for you to say, you're just a lowly maidservant, I want your wife to tell you."

Ji Wen smiled, turned around, looked at Du Yu, and asked, "Really?"

Du Yu couldn't stop crying, she kept shaking her head and said, "Don't do this!"

Ji Wen stepped forward, stroked her hair, and said softly: "Your useless husband Liu Ji has confessed enough crimes."

There was a stench coming from his mouth, and Du Yan wanted to gag, and cried, "No."

"The whole family of the Du family has also been taken to prison, and they are being tortured at this time. A serious crime of copying and beheading the whole family cannot escape."

"Do not."

"Poor, the beauty is unkind, you are the only one who can save the Du family." Ji Wen said, "I'll ask again, did the crown prince send Xue Bai to destroy the evidence?"

"Please...please..."

"You still want to protect the prince?"

Ji Wen pretended to be surprised.

"Strong support? It's useless." He walked up to Liu Shang, stepped on her head, and said with a smile: "In my eyes, the crown prince is not afraid, so you fight with me? Once you step on it, you will know what an ant is." Just ants."

"No!"

Amidst Du Yu's cries, Ji Wen had already lifted his foot, and then stepped on it heavily.

It's like trampling an ant to death...

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A few ants originally hibernated in the burrow, but their homes were dug up by innocent people. They had to crawl around in a panic on a piece of newly dug up land, and burrowed into the soil again.

The snowflakes are still floating, and gradually, this small piece of new soil is covered with a thin layer of snow.

There is a large tank buried in the ground.

It was completely dark in the vat.

Qing Lan's tears had already wet Xue Bai's front.

"Don't cry, you'll consume too much oxygen and kill us."

"We... are going to die..." Qing Lan was so flustered that she couldn't stop crying, "I don't want to die..."

"Then don't cry, don't talk." Xue Bai said sternly, "Save your breath."

"we've already……"

"Cry again?" Xue Bai said viciously, "If I kill you, I can save half of the oxygen, and I can even tiptoe you."

Qing Lan hiccupped in fright.

Immediately afterwards, she felt Xue Bai's hand touch her shoulder, go up her neck, and caress her face.

"Don't... I'm really scared..."

She wanted to refuse, but froze in fright, her fingers and toes were terribly numb.

Until Xue Bai touched her bun and pulled out her wooden hairpin.

With her hair falling down, Qing Lan was at a loss, and tremblingly said: "What... are you doing?"

"Pull the hemp rope."

Xue Bai's tone was rapid, he tried his best to adjust his breathing, and stuffed the wooden hairpin into the gap between the cover plate and the tank mouth.

A boot is stuck in the gap.

He just took it off Qing Lan's feet casually, and stuffed it in while the soil was not filled.

Bind the large cylinder and the wooden cover with hemp rope, the hemp rope is easy to slip in the arc, and just before he pushed the hemp rope loose, maybe the cover can be pried off a little.

After playing for a while, Qing Lan suddenly said: "I...my little finger can stick in..."

"Turn the rope," Xue Bai said.

He began to scrape the soil outside the gap with a wooden hairpin.

Compared with the coffin, the vat is much higher. If it is buried in a pit of the same depth, the soil layer above the vat will be much thinner than the coffin.

Xue Bai was very thankful that those people didn't put the vat upside down too hard.

He scraped the soil around the cover into the tank little by little, hoping to give the cover some room to shake.

The wooden hairpin struggled to move through the gap, and a few grains of soil landed on Xue Bai's face.Compared with the entire soil layer above, these small grains are really a drop in the bucket.

After scraping for a long time, Xue Bai's fingers were so sore that he tried to push the cover hard.

There were a few rustling sounds, and more soil fell down.

"It seems a little loose?" Qing Lan said pleasantly, "I feel the hemp rope."

With this little hope of survival, both of them cheered up, looking for a more comfortable way to apply force, and clinging to each other without caring.

"Cough cough cough..."

More and more dirt fell into Xue Bai's mouth and nose.

"Cover your face." Qing Lan said.

In the darkness, she pushed Xue Bai away with her hands, untied the belt on her body and handed it to him, then tore off the Caijian skirt and tied it on her face.

After a long time, Xue Bai stepped up his movements, and stuck the wooden hairpin between the cover and the mouth of the cylinder to see if he could pry the cover.

Apply force carefully.

There was an unexpected shaking of the cover.

"Pull the hemp rope again, I pried it off."

"it is good."

Finally, they made a small gap above the cover.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, the wooden hairpin broke.

"You look for it." Xue Bai continued to insert the half of the wooden hairpin in his hand, pinching it with his fingers to pry it with difficulty.

Qing Lan hurriedly touched the other half, groping Xue Bai's body for a while, and said happily: "There is a wooden stick!"

"Don't pull it out." Xue Bai said angrily.

Qing Lan pulled out lightly twice, froze for a moment, and gave up resentfully.

After groping for a while, she whispered, "I found it."

"It can't be pried anymore, let's scrape it."

The two could only raise their hands and scrape the dirt in the gap above bit by bit.

The mud fell all over their bodies, and was shaken by them to the bottom of the tank.

Progress is slow and the process takes a long time.

They maintained a half-squat posture, their legs were entangled, and their upper bodies were close together. Their hands could only go around each other's backs to scrape the upper gap with difficulty.

Every breath seemed long, and my whole body was so sore that it seemed to be broken.

It was clearly winter, but the tank was getting hotter and hotter. The sweat of the two of them flowed together and wet the fallen soil below.

Gradually, the fallen soil under his body became very thick and was compacted by their buttocks, and the space in the big tank became smaller and smaller.

The cover still won't move.

"Shake the soil."

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Bai felt the weight of the soil on his body, and panted.

Qing Lan didn't cooperate with shaking the soil, she was spread out on top of him, she seemed to have passed out, and twitched from time to time.

Xue Bai was dizzy, his fingers were weak, and when he got anxious, half of the wooden hairpin fell off, so he couldn't touch it in the dark.

He tapped on the cover.

The soil fell down rustlingly, but the shaking could not reach the bottom of their bodies, so it gradually buried their intertwined legs and their waists.

When the fallen soil was about to bury his chest, Xue Bai felt his internal organs being clenched, uncomfortable, weak, and confused.

A sense of suffocation came, and he finally despaired and wanted to give up.

Suddenly, as if he was recovering his memory, he saw some images in his mind... The carved and painted building in Pingkang Square, whose neck was severely strangled, he struggled desperately, but he could only see a pair of terrified eyes. .

is fright.

What is the murderer afraid of?
After that, he fell into a coma for a moment, and when he tried to recall, there was only the memory of Xue Bai from later generations, and the strong fear of death.

Suddenly, the will to survive drove Xue Bai to fight hard.

"Sususususu..."

The soil fell like snow.

Something cold landed on Xue Bai's neck.

He couldn't help but slam the cover hard.

"Boom."

It was as if a weak heart was beating again.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, a little bit of light came in, like rice grains in the original deep darkness, extremely precious.

"Oh!"

A little bit of light like a grain of rice was diffused and became a ray of sunset glow.

Xue Bai felt a hand gripping his internal organs slowly loosen, which frightened him so much that he didn't dare to move.

He thought of the memory of when he was suffocated just now, and suddenly felt confused.I don't know if I was a young man living in the Tianbao era and had a long, long dream when he was dying, or a soul from a later life occupied this body?
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, is it Yefeiye?
No matter what, you have to work hard to live.

Xue Bai was panting, his nose kept opening and closing, sweat dripped on Qing Lan's loose black hair.

"Huh...huh..."

Qing Lan was also panting, and opened her eyes, as if she had been drunk and woke up in the sunset.

~~
The sunset glow sprinkled on the spotless promenade.

In front of the steps, Li Jingzhong swept the snow off his red robe, took off his muddy boots, went up the corridor, and walked to a wing room in the backyard.

The furnishings in the wing room are simple, but elegantly placed, with a slight fragrance floating.

A middle-aged man is standing in front of the window with his hands folded, admiring the snow.

He didn't wear a scarf, showing half of his white hair, and his back was hunched.

Just showing his back gives people an endless sense of fatigue.

"Your Highness." Li Jingzhong leaned down and called softly.

Li Heng didn't answer, and murmured to himself, "Flying from the east to the shrike and flying from the west to the west, meet Huang Gu and Zhinu."

He let out a long sigh, and the white air dissipated in the sunset, feeling affectionate and helpless.

Li Jingzhong showed sadness in his eyes, and said: "The people have been settled, the old slave has found a secluded place, and no one will disturb him."

"Be sure to take care of her daily life, food and clothing are indispensable."

"Please rest assured, Your Highness." Li Jingzhong said: "The important thing is that Your Highness must take good care of your body, and don't be sad and hurt yourself."

"Isn't it sad? People make swords and I make fish."

Li Jingzhong lowered his body even lower, solemnly comforting him, "Your Highness is not a fish above you, but a potential dragon."

"Heh, Qianlong, even the last bit of decency..."

Li Heng said, suddenly choked up.

Tears fell on the window coffin, and one hand held it, fingers pinched the mahogany angrily, and the fingertips were pale because of too much force.

"He refused to give me even the last bit of decency, forced me to divorce my wife twice, and taught the world how to think of me?!"

"Your Highness." Li Jingzhong said softly, "Your Highness, please be patient... After all, there will never be a Shou Wang who is ashamed, let alone a deposed prince and the other three."

Li Heng was speechless for a moment.

Li Jingzhong cleared the phlegm, and his face became more sad, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Today's group of traitors are blind. They mistook Qianlong for a snake, and they won't die if they beat a snake. When Qianlong takes off in the future, they will definitely kill this group of traitors!"

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It was late and snowy.

The snow fell on the plum branches in the courtyard, covering Chang'an City and the farther suburbs.

In an uninhabited wilderness, a roar suddenly sounded.

A small patch of snow was arched up.

A hand protruded from it, and then someone crawled out of the ground with difficulty.

Like a humble ant.

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