Chapter 117

It's almost midnight.

There is a vast expanse in the mountains. Outside the dilapidated temple, you can still see the people of Tianjiao guarding. On the one hand, they are on guard against people's sneak attack. On the other hand, they still have some hope for the people who went to the east gate before. Maybe they will come back soon.

But in the temple, it's just this fire.

Zhang Zha's eyes were in direct contact with Meng Yang.

You can see what the other party misunderstood by looking at it.

But he didn't explain. He just walked to the fire, sat down next to Meng Yang, picked up a branch, folded it gently and put it into the fire. The light of the reddish fire reflected on his cheek, but it seemed to be a bit lost when he was still.

At this moment, Meng Yang's hair, which covered his face, turned away a lot, revealing most of his face. He didn't see half of the ferocity. On the contrary, he had a kind of Zen like peace. He didn't look like someone who could kill more than 50 people in his family.

But how many of the real villains in the world clearly have a villain's face?

He had a smile on his lips.

His eyes swept over the sleeping people around him. He was not afraid that he would be heard by others. He said in a hoarse voice like sharpening his voice with a knife: "I heard it two years ago when I was not in prison. Gu Chunfang, a Henan Taoist, had a capable official under his hand. He had a good insight and was quite capable of solving cases. I've heard a lot about Mr. Zhang's honest name. I just didn't expect to meet you in such a place. Even people like you are in the same boat with Tianjiao. It's really... "

Later, he didn't say anything, but his "tut" was self-evident.

Meng Yang took a slightly thicker branch in his hand and gently waved in the fire. Then a little spark flew up in the heat.

People sitting on the side, cold also dispel a lot.

Zhang Zha's eyes fell on the branch in Meng Yang's hand. After listening to each other's words, he didn't speak for a long time.

It was not until I saw that the branch was licked up and burned by the fire, that I calmly said, "you are from Changping. You have a rich family. When you were 20 years old, you married a beautiful wife. Don't want to have two years, the wife will hang at home and die, a corpse two lives. When you are sad, you go up to the mountain to become a monk. Your name is "zhanchen". You are already a hermit. Unexpectedly, a few years later, I overheard that FAFU's wife was harmed by her family. One was to get her money, and the other was to marry you the daughter of a high official. In a fit of anger, you return home with your monk's sword in your clothes. In order to prevent people from escaping, you first set fire at the back door, then tie the door, and then force yourself inside. When you see one, you kill one, including your father, brother and nephew. The elder is 60 years old, and the younger is only 13 years old. Killed in the middle of the night, the only dog alive is a dog you raised many years ago. "

"Pa", the branch in Meng Yang's hand suddenly broke.

It broke and fell into the fire.

His eyes finally exuded a bit of blood, but he pulled the corner of his lip to smile: "it's worthy of being Lord Zhang, I know that."

Zhang Zhe didn't feel anything when he talked about these. He had dealt with too many tragedies. Even if he was compassionate, he would not be moved by his feelings. He just said, "you have been put in the prison for a long time. You were supposed to be executed after autumn. The file just passed through the Ministry of punishment. I work for the Ministry of punishment. Naturally, I've read your file. "

In other words, Zhang Zhe knows Meng Yang better than others.

This is what Meng Yang never thought of.

He suddenly felt a kind of unspeakable danger, and had a little fear of Zhang Zhe, the head of the Qing Li Department of the Ministry of punishment, who looked ordinary.

Zhang Zha seemed to have no sense of this fear. His pale and cold eyes reflected the fire in the temple. He said: "you killed more than 50 people in a family. The crime is true. No matter what the cause is, it's impossible to forgive. When the dossier was handed over to the Ministry of punishment, it showed you beheading after autumn. I didn't expect that I was pressed down and said that there were still some doubts and discretion about your wife hanging. I just put you in jail for the time being. Therefore, the matter has been put off till now and is still in the air. "

A man like Meng Yang can't be punished by death.

Although he was in danger, Zhang Zha didn't hide his love and hatred. Finally he turned his eyes and looked directly at each other and said, "I'd like to know who is standing behind you, who has such great ability to suppress such things as autumn resolution."

Meng Yang is still holding a branch in his hand. Although his peaceful face is a little dirty, it reflects the warm red light. He looks like a Buddha sitting high in the temple. He says: "Meng's home is in Baima temple. The monk who shaved for me has been studying Buddhism for four or five years. Mr. Zhang is so curious. May I have a guess?"

White Horse Temple, monk Yuanji.

Isn't that the national teacher who was granted by emperor Shen Lang?

Shaving is mostly true.

But Zhang Zha didn't answer, because it wasn't as simple as what he saw. If monk Yuanji did this, it would be too obvious. The civil and military officials of the whole dynasty were watching.

*

after winter, it's late at dawn.

But Xie Wei didn't sleep very well at night. He was used to getting up early. When he opened his eyes and got up in his clothes, it was still dark outside. He coughed a little after going out on a snowy night yesterday.When Jianshu heard him get up outside, he asked someone to come in and serve him.

Hearing his cough, Jianshu said, "the Medicine Doctor Liu prescribed for you is very good. Let someone fry it for you."

Xie Wei lightly frowned and said, "no need."

After a little washing, he went to the front of the case and turned up the things piled on the desk. It was just that these were either official documents of the court or secret reports of Tianjiao. At a glance, everything was disgusting.

The sword book is ready for Tianjiao to report the matter. Looking up, Xie Wei sat in front of the case for a long time. He couldn't help wondering and said, "the gang who broke the prison just left. There's a sign left at the gate of the city. It looks like they're going to Yanzhuang. The head of the sect personally ordered another group of people to meet them at their temporary foothold, but it's not known who they went to. I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll beat the grass and scare the snake. I haven't asked much. Do you want to ask? "

Xie Wei did not pay attention, suddenly asked: "nothing else?"

The sword book was stunned.

Xie Wei coughed twice again. The light of the light shone on his white face. The outline of his eyebrows and eyes showed some lingering illness. He didn't want to do anything serious. He just pushed all the papers in front of him, got up and went back to the front of zhuoqin hall. As he walked, he said: "the festival is the first month, and it's not a few days. There's one thing. You should ask someone what little girls in Beijing love. I'll come up with a list of birthday rites. I'll think about it. "

What does the little girl love?

Birthday gift?

Who has a birthday in the first month?

After searching his mind, Jianshu didn't remember who was born in the first month. However, when he thought about the word "little girl" used in Xie Wei's words, he suddenly understood it and was surprised.

He didn't dare to shout in front of Xie Wei as Lu Xian did. He only dared to shout in his heart for a while, but he didn't show anything on his face, as if he had taken on an important task. He solemnly said, "yes."

It's still dark in the lute hall.

Xie Wei walks in and lights the light.

The beech board on the platform in front of the window has been made according to the shape of the piano, but it has not been spliced and painted. He put the lamp on the windowsill, rolled up his sleeve and took a knife, but when Fang wanted to carve out the details, he had a big finger.

It suddenly occurred to me that although the little girl's Qin was an ancient one, the old one was the old one. No matter how well she was raised, there might be something wrong with it. Since ancient times, "new is better than old" seems to be a fallacy. It's probably good to have a new piano as a birthday gift. Unfortunately, I'm too busy recently and I'm too slow. I'm afraid her birthday is over before the piano is finished.

It's just a thought that goes through my mind.

After a meal in his hand, Xie Wei buried his head to play the lute.

Jianshu always feels that he has something in his heart, but when doesn't he have something in his heart? Although the affairs of marquis Yongyi's residence are not dangerous, they can even be regarded as a wonderful move. They are only waiting for the day when they will be used in the future. However, in the end is to leave the house, left the capital, Mr. face not to say, secretly only afraid of accumulating too much unhappiness.

He did not dare to ask what to do with the things piled on his desk.

Had to wait at the door, also dare not disturb.

At such an early time, most people haven't got up yet.

It's quiet all around.

So once there's a footstep, it becomes very obvious.

Sword book just stand out soon, heard such a footstep sound, open from the front yard.

It's a servant.

When he came to zhuoqin hall, he said in a low voice: "someone outside the door asked to see him. He said that he had something important to report. Please spare time. The other party claimed that he was Zhou Yinzhi, a thousand households of the royal guards."

Zhou Yinzhi?

I've heard about this man's sword book, but he didn't leave a good impression.

When he heard it, he frowned and said, "what's the matter?"

"No," he said

Jianshu guessed that Xie Wei was missing, but they had never contacted him before, and they didn't dare refuse him as others did. So they came in again to ask Xie Wei.

"As expected," he said

There are only a few reasons why the officials of the central government come to visit him. After a long time, they get tired of him. If he has nothing to plan for, he is always more willing to be on his own and does not care about other people's affairs.

Let alone today.

As soon as I hear the sword book, I will go out and send Zhou Yinzhi away.

Only when he came to the door did Xie Wei stop his knife.

He said suddenly, "call someone in."

Jianshu couldn't understand why he changed his mind again. He was stunned for a moment and then responded. He ordered someone to lead Zhou Yinzhi in.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Yinzhi was still wearing the clothes of last night. The collar of the flying fish suit was stained with sweat and fog.

Talent comes in from outside, Xie Wei sees that he didn't seem to sleep last night.

Otherwise, there is no need for the royal guards to dress like this in the morning.

He only asked: "Xie Xiang has nothing to do with the royal guards. Zhou Qianhu came to look for him before dawn. What's the most important thing?"Zhou Yinzhi is indeed the first time to visit Xie's house.

But what happened last night is far beyond his ability to deal with now. Seeing that the sky will definitely not find Jiang Xuening's whereabouts, he knows that he must inform others. But do you want to tell Jiang Boyou first? Zhou Yinzhi did not dare. Once the matter is revealed, one is to secretly find a relationship and send someone to visit Yongyi Marquis's house in the dungeon. The other is that the official girl's whereabouts are unknown. He can't afford to go away with any fame, and he may not be able to solve the problem.

Sitting in that cell for half an hour, he was so cruel that he simply worshipped Xie's house.

No one else, just a bet!

Xie Wei is Jiang Xuening's husband in FengChen hall. The girl in the boudoir is young, but she knows many things in the court. The last time she redeemed a letter from Tianjiao, he didn't understand Jiang Xuening's intention, but she faintly feels that she has a lot to do with Xie Wei, the prince's young teacher.

It was one of the "three orphans" at that time.

If Xie Wei is willing to take action, he will be more secure than he himself.

Zhou Yinzhi's eyebrows were dignified and even awe inspiring. As he bowed to Xie Wei, he closed his eyes and said, "the Tianjiao rebellion broke the prison. Miss Jiang ER was in the prison at that time, and now her whereabouts are unknown."

"Cha!"

There was a sharp sound in the quiet hall. It was the carving knife in the hand that made a rough mark on the piano board. It fell deep into the board. Even the pulp of the right finger was worn and bleeding.

This piano can't be made.

Xie Wei's mind suddenly came up with such an idea, but his eyes stopped for a moment on the deep mark, then slowly turned his head, staring at Zhou Yinzhi, as if he didn't hear clearly, and gently asked: "who did you just say?"

*

it's also early morning.

The rest people in the broken Temple wake up one after another.

The fire of the fire also went out, leaving only a little reddish embers.

The white fog submerged the surrounding mountains, and changed the distant mountains and near shadows into black, white and gray. However, in the thick fog, there was no lack of the sound of horses' hooves.

The watchers outside the temple have been waiting for a long time.

Hearing the sound of the horse's hooves, he said, "here we are!"

When they heard this, they were all excited.

Jiang Xuening had a good night's sleep. Just after waking up, she opened her eyes and sat up. Then she felt a robe slip from her body. She noticed that Zhang Zhe was no longer in the room. This robe on her body was clearly the one he wore yesterday.

There was a little chill on the robe.

She was stunned for a moment, and gently stroked the fine stitches on the collar and sleeve of her robe. She felt her heart beating, sour and astringent. I'm very happy to see him again, but God treats her so well that he even gives himself a chance to share his troubles with him

Jiang Xuening suddenly laughed. Although she was sore after sleeping, she still went down to bed neatly, folded the dress twice and went out of the room.

But now people are standing outside the temple.

At a glance, Zhang Zha was still standing inside the threshold, but she also looked out. Yesterday, Meng Yang, who seemed to have caused a thrill, still sat in the corner, almost in the same posture. He didn't know whether he had not moved for a night or he had moved and sat back.

Anyway, Jiang Xuening doesn't care.

She walked right by the man and came to Zhang Zhe: "Mr. Zhang, clothes."

It seems that the person from Tianjiao has arrived.

Zhang Cha was thinking about who would be coming. When he heard the voice, he saw that the girl who woke up had already stood beside him. The bed was uncomfortable last night, and her sleeping posture was not very good. There was a reddish sleep mark on her left face, like a pillow or a red mark left by his collar.

He took the robe in a daze.

But the robe was stained with the fragrance of the girl. He held it in his hand, but he did not put it on himself.

In the thick fog outside the temple, the comer finally appeared.

It turned out to be a team of capable people.

A group of more than 20 riders, two of them leading in front of the temple, can be said to have stopped in front of the temple at a high speed.

Huang Qian immediately went up and said, "Uncle Zuo Xiang, it's definitely not a childe, but I'm waiting for you."

The first two riders are one old and one young.

Feng Mingyu, the old man dressed up as a quack, was sent to Tongzhou branch by Jinling commander-in-chief to take charge of the affairs of the branch. Most people in the sect call him "Zuo Xiang Da Ye". Zuo Xiang is Zuo prime minister, and "Da Ye" is a common name in the quack, which shows his high status.

The little one is a handsome face with outstanding features, wearing a beautiful dress and a sword. He is a romantic Ranger. A pair of peach blossom eyes captivating, only the corner of the eye that the flow of Guanghua, let the girls see is also blushing heart.

When other people see it, they can't help saying "what a good talent".

Jiang Xuening's face suddenly changed when she saw it, and a sense of chilly came up from the bottom of her feet to the back of her head. She couldn't help but draw a little at the corner of her mouth: No, how could it be him!The little one is not someone else. It's the Xiao Dingfei she knew in her last life!

Feng Mingyu's position was higher and his body was old. He couldn't bear the jolt of the horse. When he came down with the hands of the people beside him, he didn't look very well. He just gasped: "if it wasn't for the order of the head of the sect, who would be in this dangerous situation. How about Mr. Gongyi? "

It was only then that he had time to scan his eyes.

However, it can be seen from this that the situation is not right. In addition to the original people, many of them are still wearing dirty prison clothes.

Huang Qian knew that things were difficult, so he rushed forward and told Feng Mingyu in a low voice about last night.

Xiao Dingfei also dismounted and naturally stood by to listen.

Jiang Xuening stood by Zhang Zheshi's side, and clearly saw that Huang Qian's eyes looked at Zhang Zheshi several times when he was talking, and her heart jumped up: in the last life, she knew that Xiao Dingfei had countless ties with Tianjiao, but she didn't expect to see it with her own eyes in this life! This man will go back to Xiao's in the future. His position is so important. Does he know the identity of the real dujun mountain man!

After listening, Feng Mingyu's two gray eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and subconsciously looked at Zhang Zha behind the crowd.

Xiao Dingfei also heard clearly.

But

Dujun mountain people?

He picked his long eyebrow gently, pressed his sword around his waist and walked two steps under his feet. He stood in front of the temple and looked up and down at Zhang Zhe. His lips were filled with cynical banter. He said, "are you the" dujun mountain man "in our sect?"

Zhang Zha frowned when he heard Huang Qian's cry "Dingfei childe". Then he looked at the figure coming out of the thick fog. His words, deeds and every move were opposite to the Dingfei childe who came back to Xiao's in his memory of the last life, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

How can this man appear in Tianjiao?

Eyebrow light Cu, he wants to say what, however at this time Jiang Xuening standing beside him but without forewarning pulled his sleeve, pulled.

He subconsciously took back the words he was about to export.

It's not a big move, but it's not a small one when it's solemn around.

Xiao Dingfei stood close by and noticed easily.

He couldn't help but take a look. Unexpectedly, he didn't know. When he looked at the "boy" standing next to him, his face was dirty, but his facial features were very beautiful. The fingertips were white, the nail powder was transparent, and the snow skin in the UN pressed collar could be broken. It was so delicate that he could imagine the taste of soul selling.

Women?

Xiao Dingfei is not a serious person. When he sees something important, he throws it behind his head. A pair of beautiful peach blossoms have a little interest in his eyes, but his eyes fall on Jiang Xuening. He doesn't turn away: "I didn't expect that he could take a woman when he was so desperate. What do you call a girl

Yesterday someone saw that something was wrong with Zhang Zha, either a girl or a little white face.

But they are all old people, and no one is going to break them.

How can I expect that this day's teaching is not the origin of "Ding Fei Gong Zi", who claims that the other party is a woman, and even directly accosted her name?!

Jiang Xuening suddenly thought: this bad embryo should be sent back to Xiao immediately, so that the family will know what is retribution!

The bug has been changed. Zhang Zhe really knows Xiao Dingfei.