The Rise of Phoenixes

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Feng Zhiwei's eyes widened blankly, and the tears in the corners of her eyes had already dried up. She was only waiting for the flute at the moment, wondering what the next movement would be.

The sound of the flute rose again, slightly low, with a point of confusion but helplessness, which made the heart tight, Feng Zhiwei's fingers slightly buckled up, waiting for the flute to fall into eternal sorrow in his heartbeat.

However, the flute didn't go deep all the time, but gradually became gentle, soft and meticulous like the three spring drizzle, silently immersed in the wind with the wind, silent, not shaken, not captured powerfully, shallow and patient, wandering over and over again, like The breeze is cruising in the vast universe, nowhere to be found, but everywhere.

In that irrelevant tune, Feng Zhiwei suddenly felt tired and listened to this flute, like listening to the ups and downs of a person's life, and coming to the end to prosperity and hope that the years would be quiet.

The undulating sea of ​​mind, if it is illuminated by the moonlight, gradually becomes quiet.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The dream is faint, and there is the flute sound, so quiet, soothing for a long time without tire.

At dawn, Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes slightly, feeling full of energy and energy, and even his eyes were bright enough to kill.

Although she has never suffered from insomnia in the past two years, she has many dreams and nightmares. She has been tired and exhausted. She has also sought Zong Chen to take medicine and has little effect. That is a heart disease, she knows.

I listened to the flute in the dark night last night, and somehow took my mind, unconsciously fell asleep and did not even make a dream. This dark night was the best sleep in two years.

Recalling last night that I seem to have been hearing vaguely in my dreams, Feng Zhiwei secretly grateful. I don’t know how long the person has been blowing. This kind of blowing method is very hurting, but don’t need internal injuries. It was Zong Chen who didn't know where to learn new tunes. Feng Zhiwei was ready to wait for this to end, thanking him personally.

Hua Qiong looked at her with a good look and grinned: "Last night I heard the sound of Xiao, can you be noisy?"

"Do you feel noisy?" Feng Zhi looked at her in amazement.

"No, it's pretty good, but it doesn't feel much." Hua Qiong stretched out and stood up.

Feng Zhiwei didn't say anything in silence, and he wanted to know what tune was blown to whom. There was no suitable mood, and the feeling was different.

Last night, she thought something must happen, she didn't plan to close her eyes, she didn't want to be calm, she even fell asleep, and she didn't know how much effort Zong Chen had set up outside.

With a squeak, the door to the upper jail opened, and a man with an unrecognizable face stood at the door, shouting: "Shangshu Weizhi of the Ministry of Communication and the trial..."

Upon hearing the trial trial, Hua Qiong had a happy face and smiled: "Okay, trial trial!"

The trial of the three law divisions can at least prevent the family of the Penal Department from tampering with the confession of the file.

The sentence of trial is simple, and it is not easy to do it in this situation. Feng Zhiwei exclaimed again and smiled.

The shameless Peng Pei brought down a group of punishment agents, waved his hand, and the servant stepped forward to open the prison door, holding a set of ordinary chains in his hand, and raised a little to Feng Zhi, a little embarrassed: "This is It’s a rule that adults are wronged."

Feng Zhiwei smiled and stretched out his hand, then Gu Nanyi suddenly snorted coldly.

Yesterday, he broke the finger of a servant from a stone, and the servant shuddered, and he quickly touched a smaller chain on his body.

Gu Nanyi snorted again, looking down and looking on the ground, probably looking for stones.

The bureaucracy had no choice but to find a thin chain that was probably for women, and said with a bitter face: "Adult, this is the lightest..."

Feng Zhiwei smiled at Gu Nanyi and made a "waiting for me to go home" mouth style. He was very cooperative and put on shackles. Peng Pei and others had been standing on the steps far away and were roasting with fire. Hua Qiong of Walnuts is far away, for fear that the mad woman will lift the brazier to them when she raises her hand.

Hua Qiong grinned at them, thinking she was smart.

Feng Zhiwei was surrounded by a large group of escorts, and Hua Qiong suddenly shouted: "Peng Pei, I heard that your daughter is married to Rishi of Minnan and just had a son? Congratulations, I heard that your grandson was born seven pounds. Two? Very strong? Congratulations, I heard that your son has just made up the Treasury Secretary of the Ministry of Military Affairs? Fei Que, congratulations!"

Peng Pei, who was reported by Hua Qiong in three words and two words, was staggering...

The trial hall of the Three Law Divisions is still located in the Criminal Department, the chief of the Criminal Department, the trial of the Dali Temple Procuratorate, Hu Shengshan, Wu Yuanming, the two academicians, all the princes, and the **** Jia Gonggong, the **** of the Jiuyi Hall beside the Tiansheng Emperor-a very luxurious lineup Last time, a similar lineup was made when Wu Guo conspired against the case when he founded the country.

Several princes were alone in the case, lined up on the left side of the lobby, and were drinking tea slowly. Among them, Ning Yi couldn’t stop coughing, and the second prince squinted past, laughing and said: “What’s wrong with the sixth son, yesterday was too Hard work? Or did you not sleep at all last night?"

"Why is there a second brother?" Ning Yi clenched his fists, resting a few coughs on his lips, and his voice was a little hoarse. "I heard that the wives of the Xinna in Wangfu have been struggling with their families recently. The girl is lonely? The second brother has always been a dragon and a tiger. Why can't it be so rainy now? Haha."

The smile on the second prince's face froze-the concubines of the princes had Ji concubines, some of them were received, and some were sent by brothers. The former was okay, and the latter knew that it was a spy. I thought I had cleaned all the concubines in Jifu, and Ning Yi sent them to be sent by the idea. I didn’t want to listen to Ning Yi’s tone. I didn’t want to clean up. The concubines in his backyard often took the route of his wife. The next couples have contacts, and the sixth child knows!

He figured out how to go back home to clean up again, and then he forgot to continue to ridicule and sneer.

"The prisoner brought..."

A bunch of splendid crown princes on the seat all had their eyebrows jumped and couldn't help sitting upright, only Ning Yi was still leaning on her side, frowning slightly, and felt that this name was added to Feng Zhiwei. Not good.

The crisp and subtle shackles sounded, and Ning Yi's brows were wrinkled again. After seeing the light and shadow of the sunlight in front of the door of the hall, the young man in the robe was walking slowly.