Suspect in Jinling

Li Mengliang stared at Kuang Jian's back for a long time, and said frankly amidst the drizzle: "I believe you can commute his sentence, and I believe you can persuade him to behave well in prison, but you have I never thought that he wouldn't have the fate to live until that time - the assassination of Wang Zhen made him poisonous, and he won't survive this winter, so what's the use of what you're looking forward to now."

The weather is so gloomy and cold, there is no shower or strong wind, but Kuang Jian's whole body is shaken, as if thunder has exploded in his ears——

"You, you said... what?"

"Shut up—!"

The setting sun was infinitely fine, and Sha Xiangyue in Hezhizhai suddenly stood up straight and touched Kuang Jian's forehead to stop his chattering: "I don't know if I'm sick or not? Don't worry about it. Any disease can be cured this winter!"

Li Mengliang looked at him quietly, and changed to a more believable statement by Kuang Jian: "Do you know how much painstaking effort it takes to train a person like Sha Xiangyue? Identity certificate, mental skills and martial arts, building French methods, strange gate organs... …Killing Xiangyue, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is invaluable, but why have I never assigned him a task after he arrived in Jinling? I would rather he be a chess player and have a romantic relationship with you than let him do it What?"

So many times of Shaxiangyue's thrilling attacks flashed through Kuang Jian's mind... He was desperately huddled in the warehouse, his body was filthy, his eyes were vigilant and confused... On the moonlit night in Huifu Lane in the west of the city, his five fingers Grabbing his clothes tightly like a rope, his pupils suddenly widened, and then he collapsed uncontrollably...

Kuang Jian's palpitations seemed to be in a nightmare. There were large blanks in his brain, and his whole body was numb. He just stood there in Li Mengliang's duty room, unable to move a step for a long time.

"He's dying."

Li Mengliang told him calmly, without any extra emotion: "Since Sha Xiangyue lost her hand last summer, she knew that she was going to die... Didn't Shi Yi from Hezhizhai tell you? He is with you Every day of your life, you may die suddenly. No one knows when he will leave. You are so persistent in wanting to commute his crime and sentence. Didn't he tell you that these things are meaningless to him at all? "

Sha Xiangyue didn't want to talk anymore.

Kuang Jian has his strong principles of not balancing good and evil, and his uncompromising character standpoint, so why didn't he kill Xiangyue?It was also a dark and rainy day. He sat on the bed and looked at Kuang Jian for a while, his eyes shifted obliquely, and he bent down to take the two official documents with the seal of Yin Tianfu, which could prove that he had committed crimes and meritorious deeds. Faced with Jane's face, she tore the two pages of paper into pieces with a "swish" -

The rapid rain fell in countless ways, hitting the mottled tile eaves densely, red like pigeon blood, green like cold emeralds, rustling and falling on the sky and earth, shattered into streamers overflow color.

Kuang Jian was in a trance for a while, and couldn't remember how he got out of Li Mengliang's duty room. He kept walking until he was in a daze, and when his heart sank, he sank to the bottom of the abyss.

The sky was gloomy and blue-gray, there were few pedestrians on the street, and white water vapor rose. He walked westward from Chongli Street, crossed Huaiqing Bridge, crossed Zhongda Street, and walked back to the small courtyard in Huifu Lane. The flower branches in the house were drooped by the rain, he pushed aside the wet sheets to dry, his footsteps seemed to be extremely heavy, and as soon as he entered the room, he opened all the cabinet drawers in the house, and the big table in the outer hall was full of piles. It was a wooden piece made by Sha Xiangyue, and the sawdust was shoveled into pieces. He pulled out the Baizi cabinet, the tool box, and Sha Xiangyue's favorite box, but there was nothing there.

He found himself in the bedroom involuntarily, the sky was dark, the gauze was hanging heavily, only a little rain came in from outside, and the clothes they changed were still scattered on the screen. Before going out the night before, Sha Xiangyue said After sending Mrs. Xu off, he came back and lit a lamp before leaving. At this time, it was one night plus half a day, and the candle had not been completely burnt out. In the dark sky, there was a dumb flame dancing.

Kuang Jian sat on the bed for the two of them and went to turn over the chest at the foot of the bed. His palms were cold, and he couldn't open it the first time, but lost his strength the second time, and the whole wooden drawer fell out. The small gems, the tortoiseshell box inlaid with jasper, and the seal of Tian Huangshi rolled to the ground in bits and pieces, making a crisp sound. Then, in the corner of the cabinet, Kuang Jian saw what he was looking for.

The clothes hanger made of rosewood, the bed made of cherry wood, the big quilt covered with ginger and yellow clouds, the bed sheets made of purple brocade and silver, such bright and full colors, trapped in such a gloomy room, his fingertips trembled for a moment, and he stretched out his hand to hold it. The long painting scroll that lives in the box, full of guilt, took out——

"What's good-looking? Tell me, is the painting good-looking? Or is the person good-looking?"

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it is heard in the ear.

Just on this couch, outside the screen were the guests of their residence, and inside the screen were them playing quietly, Kuang Jian lay on Sha Xiangyue's lap, couldn't help but tugged on his sleeve, once and for all.Sha Xiangyue was ridiculed by him, so she shoved Kuang Jian directly, turned over and sat on his waist, and said viciously: "If I die in the future, I will take this painting into the coffin! Even a ghost will read it every day, Catcher Kuang, let's go!"

The quilt on her body was soft and slippery and cold, soaking in little by little, just like the body that Sha Xiangyue once touched.

Kuang Jian laughed, stroked Sha Xiangyue's back and rolled over, "I can't see, you still think about such a long-term thing..." Then he grabbed his vitals, put his lips against his ears, and pressed Go down, breathe into his ear hole...

Kuang Jian, if I die in the future... I will take this painting into the coffin.

Kuang Jian, if I die in the future... I will take this painting into the coffin...

In the small courtyard of Huifu Lane, a dark figure sat stiffly on the low couch for a long time, staring at the scroll, motionless: He said he would draw another one for him, but it turned out that he made a mistake, this is not a long-term matter.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, Chongli Street, Zhenfusi, Chuihuamen.

What the limbs and bones touch is the cold air flow, which is so cold that people can't breathe, and they shudder hissingly.

Outside the Chuhua Gate, another hurried footsteps rushed over, followed by Jin Yiwei's chaotic dissuading voice. Just half an hour after Kuang Jian left, the rain soaked the hem of the visitor's Greenland Babao Zhuanghualuo. Jin Yiwei Chasing the intruder's footsteps in a panic, shouting: "Madam, please allow your subordinates to inform—"

The woman didn't stop, her clothes fluttered, and she almost lost her composure to go in. On the corridor, one door after another was pushed open, causing the guards in the room to stare at her, but she still couldn't stop the madam from walking. For some unexplainable reason, the woman stopped suddenly after pushing open the three doors, turned her head to look at a value room in the corner, and then walked straight over. When I was alone, I couldn't help standing up suddenly——

"My lord, Mrs. Pang, she..."

Xiao Qi, who was chasing after him, wanted to explain that the person who came was the wife of the original commander after all, and he couldn't stop him, but suddenly caught the officer's gaze and closed his mouth knowingly.

Li Mengliang stood inside the house, while Qin Shi stood outside.

A distance away from the three-storey house, no one spoke, just watched quietly... one year, two years, three years, five years, ten years, 11 years, how long has it been, when the summer rain falls, Aroused the dust and smoke of the years, so many deep friendships, fleeting between life and death, a woman who has been married for more than ten years, how could she expect that the person back then would be able to come back to life...

Xiaoqi knew what was going on, and retreated silently, but the two of them didn't move or speak, for a moment, there was only the sound of rain in the sky.

Yingtian Mansion a few hours ago.

"One summer five years ago, I was very impressed." Liu Lier slowly talked about the private banquet that mentioned Li Mengliang, and said clearly: "Master Pang was not there that night, only the Hu brothers, they Talking about the esoteric sect that the imperial court placed in the Taiping Sect more than ten years ago, he handed me a box and said, "This identity does not need to be restored in the future", and then talked about the marriage of this esoteric sect with the eunuch Tang Guan. , the tone is full of sarcasm...

"They said that the fathers of this secret school had a good time, and they were married to the county king, but later their family fortunes fell, and he was the only one left to serve as the captain. This person accepted the secret appointment of Jinyiwei at first, and he was eager for quick success and quick profit. The problem is that in the future, I can marry my fiancée as soon as possible in a prosperous and prosperous manner, but it is not as good as the sky, a contingency change, position and wife, after all, it will be cheaper for others."

Yu Daijiao asked: "Then do you know who his fiancée married in the end?"

"knew."

Liu Lier replied seriously: "You know her, and Kwong Catcher must know her too. This woman finally married Pang Zhengying."

Life and death, gain and loss, suddenly become intertwined and chaotic after more than ten years.

Yu Daijiao opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Yes..."

Liu Lier nodded deeply: "Yes, it is the Lord of Rong'an County, the Qin family."