The correct strategy for the master of the world

On the third day after returning to Xiaoqingshan, Wen Renxi received a letter from the capital, and there were four large characters written on the golden paper—the distinguished guest has arrived.

The word "Gong Jiu" is written on the signature.

Isn't it a distinguished guest?He smiled, the letter in his hand turned into ashes in an instant, raised his eyes to meet Lu Xiaofeng's, and asked, "Do you want to go together?"

Lu Xiaofeng scratched his head and lay on him naturally: "Of course."

Outside Jinling City, several small green cloth sedan chairs were carried in from the side. It was said that they were the concubines of the lord, and they were not allowed to be on the stage.

Most of the peasant households live a peaceful life, and after discussing it for a while, it dissipates.

Several tied-up women were dragged out of the sedan chair and stuffed into rooms. The outer walls were all made of stainless steel. There were no windows, and there was only a small door with more than a dozen locks on the outside. Even if the people with wings can't escape.

Wen Renxi stood in front of the door, holding a candlestick in his hand, and Lu Xiaofeng stood beside him, feeling a little gloomy.

Inside the red shoes are his friend Aunt Gongsun and his former lover Ouyang Qing. Although Wen Renxi is closer to him, he still feels uncomfortable facing this situation.

"You don't want to go in." Wen Renxi lit the candlestick and gently leaned over to kiss his forehead, without any desire, just to comfort him.

Lu Xiaofeng held his hand: "Go in."

Wen Renxi then laughed, and stroked his frizzy head: "You wait for me outside."

Seeing his reluctance, he added: "When I come out later, someone has to support me, right?"

……

The heavy iron door squeaked open and then squeaked shut, the room was pitch black, the only light was the candle in Wen Renxi's hand, illuminating a pair of longing eyes.

Gong Jiu has no habit of mistreating captives, especially captives wanted by others. Not only did he not treat them badly, but he also provided them with good food and drink. In this cell, there is everything except no light, high beds and soft sleepers. Brocade clothes.

I haven't seen her for a few months. Aunt Gongsun has lost a lot of weight, but she is still shockingly beautiful. Her black hair is tied up in a high hairpin, her vermilion lips are light, and her black eyebrows are light. She still maintains the only decency left in such embarrassment.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, the girl is so relieved." Wen Renxi put the candlestick on the table, "I don't know if it is the same as me, loves deeply, hates it so much that I can't sleep at night."

His voice was shallow, and half of his face was indescribably weird under the candlelight, making one's heart chill for no reason.

Aunt Gongsun knew that it would be difficult for her to get out from the day she fell into a whole, so she just sighed: "Thousands of mistakes are all the faults of my family. I just want to make you happy. If you want to do it, please do so."

Eyes closed tightly, neck raised slightly, like a dying swan, exuding a sense of desolate beauty.

Wen Renxi stretched out his hand and gently stroked her beautiful cheek: "How beautiful, the more beautiful a woman is, the more cruel her heart is, the ancients never deceived me."

Aunt Gongsun did not move, only to see a drop of tears slowly slipping from the corner of her eye: "I killed the man, and the debtor has the debt. My sisters also ask Your Excellency to let them go."

"A grievance has a head and a debtor..." Wen Renxi put his hand on her throat, "It's such a good sentence that a grievance has a head and a debtor. If you can say this, don't you feel guilty?"

His voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be able to see Zhang Fang's unwillingness to die in pain before his eyes. When he dreamed back at midnight, Zhang Fang's helpless screams would often echo in his ears, haunting him one after another.

Hate, how can you not hate it, hate it to the core, hate it so much that you want to eat its flesh and lay its skin on it.It was an unprecedented hatred, forcing him to bid farewell to the brightest time of his childhood—in the cruelest way, how could he not repay her gift in the cruelest way.

"Since ancient times, the only thing that has been difficult is death." He spoke softly, with a three-point smile on his face, as if the one in front of him was his long-lost lover. "Just letting you die like this makes you look like a hero."

Aunt Gongsun trembled slightly, and asked, "What else do you want?"

"Do you think there is a way in this world that can make you feel that living is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than death?" Wen Renxi was in a trance, as if asking her, and as if It is asking and answering, "Before you die, you can sincerely beg and repent."

"I hunted you down because you killed someone," he said. "You died not because you offended someone you shouldn't, but because killing is wrong, and you will be punished if you make a mistake." , as it should be.”

The woman in front of her was still so beautiful, being hunted down, feigned death, and being imprisoned didn't affect her grace and beauty, who would have imagined how dirty and filthy she was inside, Wen Renxi's eyes were a little dazed.

"If when you die, what you regret is that you killed someone you shouldn't have killed instead of doing something you shouldn't have done, then it's meaningless for me to kill you."

"If you don't realize how ugly and vicious you are, death will only give you relief."

Unable to control, uncontrollable trembling of her body, the only thing Gongsun feels at this moment is fear, the frenzied fear coming from all directions, from every pore, from the seam of bone, from any loophole that can be found, drilled into her body.Limbs and bones, internal organs are all painfully mixed together.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to beg, she wanted to kneel on the ground and weep, and when she opened her mouth, the fear invaded from her mouth, making her unable to make any sound.

She finally realized what kind of monster she had provoked. The chase that made her back shiver was already merciful.

"I don't want to give you relief." The mocking voice rang in her ears, and she couldn't help but open her eyes, and what she saw was a very beautiful face.

Clean, noble, and almost divine, the moment you see it, you will only think of the clear and shallow ripples when the first snowflakes fall on the unfrozen river at the beginning of winter.

Cleaner than anything, it also means crueler than anything, inferior to the innocence of children, who can tear off the wings of butterflies with a smile for fun, that is the calmness that Qianfan has seen through all the world, can be gentle and tolerate any filth, and With the same face to cleanse the filth - in the most cruel way.

The eyes are the deepest cold pool, reflecting her appearance, an ugly and unbelievable appearance that has never been seen before.

"No...no..." She opened her mouth, forcing out a broken voice from the deepest part of her throat, intermittent like a dilapidated bellows.

Wen Renxi took out a letter, unfolded it in a serious manner, tilted his head and read to the flickering candle: "Gongsun, since he committed the crime seven years ago, he has killed more than [-] innocent people and injured more than [-] people. None of his properties have been registered with the government, and he has evaded taxes of more than [-] million taels of silver."

He shook a stack of letter papers in his hand: "I have those who want more details, as many as you want." He sighed, "I wanted to kill you, but if you die like this, those hundreds of people will die." Where should I report my grievances, and who should I report to?"

"When I learned the art of divination, the first sentence I memorized was the reincarnation of heaven and retribution." He stood up and raised his hand to touch Aunt Gongsun's dantian. After a scream, decades of cultivation were wiped out.

"What do you want?" She clutched her stomach, her eyes full of resentment.

For a woman of her age, the loss of internal strength not only means that she has lost the tools to protect herself, but also means that she will age at the fastest speed, and she will no longer be able to keep her current beauty.

For any woman, this is tantamount to disaster.

"It's troublesome for me to kill you, but I'm not reconciled to other people killing you." Wen Renxi smiled, "Fortunately, I have a friend who hates people like you to the bone, and I will definitely give you to him. I'm very relieved."

"My sister has no grievances or enmities with you, so why are you pestering me endlessly!" Aunt Gongsun hissed.

"No injustice, no enmity?" Wen Renxi turned around and wanted to do something, and couldn't help laughing, "The Yanhong girl from Nanwang's mansion, the Ouyang girl who gave me Sipa, the proprietress in the teahouse, and the bhikkhuni in the pharmacy, if you say there is no grievance No hatred, I'm not a fool."

"Heaven reincarnates, retribution is not good." He opened the door and walked out, "If you do evil, you will be rewarded."

The door creaked shut, and the candle on the table was faltering, just like the life of Aunt Gongsun.

Lu Xiaofeng always thought that Wen Renxi was joking when he asked someone to help him, but he never thought that the figure would sway when he walked out the door, his legs went limp and he fell straight into his arms.

"Wenren!" He knelt down halfway to support his body. The man seemed to have been exhausted in that room, leaving only an empty shell, no matter how much he shouted, there was no response, even The back that was still straight at the moment was barely supported.

Anxiously trying to pull the person lying in his arms out to see the situation, but his hand was opened, so he had to carefully hug the person on his body, like coaxing a child, while slowly patting the back, repeatedly saying "It's okay It's okay, it's over."

After talking over and over again until the end, he didn't even know what came out of his mouth.

The stiff back under his hands softened little by little, and finally collapsed under the weight. Wen Renxi hugged him desperately, like a drowning person hugging the only driftwood.

The robe was soaked in moisture, and the person in his arms stubbornly refused to raise his head, only the tiny trembling of the back silently told the master's emotions.

He has always been such a calm person, and he manages his emotions almost strictly. It was the first time Lu Xiaofeng saw such violent emotional fluctuations in him, and the almost inaudible sobs suppressed in his throat were nailed into his heart. The softest place.

"I'm still here, it's all right." The futile verbal comfort had no effect, he lowered his head, kissed Wen Renxi's hair over and over again, and stroked his hands back and forth from his back to his neck.

How long they sat at the door, he had no memory, except that when he stood up at last, his legs were so numb that they didn't look like his own.

After venting for a short time, Wen Renxi's mood returned to calm, only the eye sockets were a little red, revealing the master's not so calm mood.

"Let's go." He turned around without any hesitation in his steps.

"Just leave like this?" Lu Xiaofeng looked back hesitantly, always feeling a little uneasy.

Wen Renxi turned his head, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't leave, you will have nothing to eat."

Looking back and smiling, it was as if the ice and snow had just thawed and the spring flowers were blooming. Lu Xiaofeng lost his mind when he saw it, and it took him a while to chase after him.

This night on Xiaoqingshan, the bed rang again all night, Lu Xiaofeng was so dazed by Wen Renxi's rare initiative and strength, he was tossed so hard that he could only lie on the bed and sob.

Skin-to-skin contact is a kind of confirmation, confirmation that each other still exists, mutual warmth, mutual tolerance, confirmation that besides hatred, there is something else that can fill oneself up.

It's great to be able to embrace you in this prosperous world.

……

Half a month later, the government posted a notice announcing that all the criminal gang Red Shoes who had been in the south for many years had been brought to justice. Because of the vicious circumstances and the huge amount of money involved, they will be sent to the capital for trial by the emperor himself. Everyone is welcome to come and watch. Revenge for those who have resentment, revenge for resentment.

In just over a dozen days, Aunt Gongsun's hair had turned gray. When she saw Wen Renxi standing by the side of the road, she went crazy and wanted to rush up, but was blocked by the railing of the prison car.

She never thought that she would be handed over to the government, the government!Relying on her own force, she has never valued the government!

Humiliation and hatred grew like vines in her heart, devouring her atrium.

Hate, hate.

Wen Renxi and Lu Xiaofeng followed the prison car on the road together to prevent any accidents on the road, but they never showed their bodies from the beginning to the end, and only followed them to the capital secretly.

They were inconspicuous. I don't know how many people in Jiangnan who had been harmed before, dragged their families to Beijing, just to see with their own eyes what happened to their enemies.

"Distressed?" Wen Renxi leaned against the tree, staring indifferently at the prison cars surrounded by the people.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced complicatedly at the haggard people below, and turned his head away with some reluctance: "Good and evil will be rewarded, and we will only be to blame."

Speaking of which, He Gu was the person they killed, He Gu the person whose family was ruined by them, Lu Xiaofeng had also killed someone, and had blood on his hands, so he knew better, once he loses the bottom line, People can't be called people, they can only be called animals.

I know in my heart that after all, there are still distant relatives, and it is difficult for sensibility to be controlled by reason.

Wen Renxi covered his eyes with his hands, lowered his head and kissed his pale lips.

……

Don't wait for autumn, make a decision.

The guarding people snatched the meat from the corpse like crazy, howling and weeping on the ground, Shan Hu Long live kowtowed their heads and kowtowed their foreheads, and then rushed all the way back to their hometown to place in front of their relatives' graves to comfort their spirits in heaven.

……

The green smoke is curling up, still in front of Zhang Fang's grave, Wen Renxi folded a branch of peach blossom and put it on the tombstone, the flower is blooming brightly, just like meeting at the beginning of the year, young and young, just like a tree full of peach blossoms.

The pot of peach blossom intoxication was prepared by Lu Xiaofeng, the light red wine liquid can still see the peach blossom petals that are about to dissolve.

The grass is long and the warbler is flying, eyes are green, and the wind blowing on the face brings warmth to the leaves.

"Spring is here." He sighed.

"Yes, spring is here." Lu Xiaofeng raised his head, smiling brightly.