Falling plum

◇Siwu◆

Although there was a lot of nonsense yesterday, Liu Wenqing got up earlier than Liu Wenze. He packed his bags and became a calm and self-sufficient Liu Wenqing again.

Liu Wenze looked at Liu Wenqing packing up the enshrined tablets, feeling a little strange, so he asked him, "What? Do you want to take them on the road?"

Liu Wenqing nodded. He walked hard alone, but compiling documents was by no means his job alone, nor was it his job to reverse the case.

When Liu Wenqing was about to put his own unpainted tablet in, Liu Wenze stopped him and said, "Don't take it, it's unlucky."

Liu Wenqing smiled softly, put the tablet back to its original position, and said yes.

Before leaving, Liu Wenqing said he wanted to visit Lu Jianyu. Bai Wei saw that Lu Jianyu was about to be killed, but he didn't stop Liu Wenqing from visiting the prison.Liu Wenqing stayed in the cell for a long time before he came out. He calmly glanced at Liu Wenze who was waiting by the carriage, and said, "Let's go."

Liu Wenqing nodded, and followed into the carriage.

The ice and snow melted in Muzhou City in the afternoon, which is the coldest time of the year and the beginning of spring in the coming year.

Liu Wenze got on the horse, pulled the reins and set off, followed by a mighty group of people, carrying Liu Wenqing's five years of persistence and hard work of many cold winter nights, and headed for Beijing.

But Liu Wenze never thought at the time that they were on a road of no return.

Along the way, Liu Wenqing's mind was very heavy, and he didn't even want to say a word to Liu Wenze. Liu Wenze thought he was very weird, but he thought that he had worked so hard to vindicate his case for so long, and he was in a bad mood, so he was also there. Inevitably, he was left alone in the carriage without bothering him.

Along the way, the people he stayed in Muzhou sent Feige letters every day, telling him what was going on in Muzhou.Every day when he received the letter, he felt more at ease. He told himself that everything was as he expected, and there was nothing to worry about.

But the right eyelid was still twitching.

They hurried on, and they arrived in three days after the five-day journey, and finally arrived at the morning of the day when they went to the palace to make a statement, but he saw the person who was supposed to be in prison walking out of the room where Liu Wenqing was resting.

"You are not Liu Wenqing!"

"Where is Liu Wenqing?"

◇Silu◆

In the early morning of that day, Liu Wenze brought Lu Jianyu to meet the Holy Majesty, stated Lu Xiang's grievances, and handed over the documents.Emperor Ming Hui just sighed and said that he would have another trial, but everyone knew that the emperor was moved.

Although Lu Xiang has passed away long ago, his soul is dormant in every corner of the Dachao Dynasty. He is everywhere - it will be a matter of time before he sees the sun again, so they all waited.

But Liu Wenze didn't have time to wait for the result, so he brought his troops and hurried back to Muzhou.

When he knew what Liu Wenqing had done, he even just sneered, and calmly took care of the rest of the matter for him, sending Lu Jianyu to the court, and stating Lu Xiang's injustice.

He was half wronged and half angrily thinking, Liu Wenqing had treated him like this, but he still had to clean up the mess according to Liu Wenqing's arrangement.

He hated Liu Wenqing to death, he never trusted him, never believed that he could protect him well, that's how he gave birth to Abao alone.The same is true for sending A Bao away, and the same for replacing Lu Jianyu.

Always going his own way, always making his own way.

He thought hard, Liu Wenqing, you better leave me safe, otherwise I will never end with you.

It was almost the beginning of spring, and there was already a sense of cold spring in the air, but the wind was blowing on his face, and it was still biting like a knife. He ran to death three horses along the way, and wished he could run back to Muzhou with wings.

But it's still a step late.

There was actually a sign of that day. He hadn't received the letter sent to him by his subordinates every day. He was anxious, but he smelled something unusual in the white plum blossoms that suddenly bloomed on both sides of the official road. .

The dead trees are in spring, and the white plums are blooming, as if to bid farewell to someone.

He didn't stop, and when he arrived at the city gate of Muzhou, he saw his subordinates who sent him letters every day standing at the gate, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.

"My lord, my subordinates are incompetent and failed to save Mr. Lu's life."

"where is he?"

Liu Wenze's tired legs were about to kneel down, but his mind was extremely calm.

He walked in such a hurry before, but the road to the execution ground was so difficult and slow, like a slow-moving old man, the last few steps, the imperial imperial censor almost crawled over on his knees like a dog.

The sky was dim, and the execution ground was completely silent. All the people had already dispersed, only the corpse wrapped in a straw mat in a pool of blood. He didn't expect that he could be so calm, but the hand he took off the corpse was not affected by the body. Controlled trembling.

He held the crazy shaking hand with his other hand, and after trying many times, he took it off smoothly, revealing the man's true face.Liu Wenqing's white lips were tightly pressed, his lips were very thin, it seemed that he was destined to be ungrateful and ungrateful, but such a person has been walking with heavy burdens all his life, heaven and earth, teachers and friends, but never thought about himself.

He looked at this ungrateful and ungrateful person obsessively, and remembered the first time he saw Liu Wenqing. At that time, he knew that Liu Wenqing was very good-looking, and even if he died, he would still be very good-looking.

The prisoner's body was covered in blood, like plum blossoms that were about to be dyed one by one. He wiped Liu Wenqing's pale lips with blood, and finally couldn't restrain himself from crying loudly.

He has walked so hard, he has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, he has overcome the time gap, from Shangjing to Muzhou, from midwinter to early spring, why he refuses to wait for him ?

He finally lost his elder brother who could pull up his sleeves, and his wife who said "but you are my wife".

All the dreams are appearing in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern at this moment. Liu Wenqing died in various ways, sometimes shot to death by random arrows, sometimes frozen to death in the cold night, and finally splattered with blood guillotine……

The dreams reincarnated repeatedly, but all the dreams were clearly telling him that Liu Wenqing was dead.

His worst nightmare finally came true once again.

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