Tranquility

"The most important thing in a person's life is to be calm and fearless. Have you achieved calmness and fearlessness?"

whose voice is this?

"Only by being calm can you be fearless. Ask yourself, are you calm when you sit down on such a family raid? Can you calmly face the relatives you have implicated? Your brother, son, nephew and niece, including you I’m your teacher. Well, well, well, it’s me, the teacher, who didn’t teach you well, and there’s nothing to say if I lose my life, I just feel sorry for those clansmen who were innocently implicated by you...”

"No, no, sir, I didn't plot against you..." Tangning wanted to shout, to defend herself, but her chest was tight, as if something was choking her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Zian, we agreed at the beginning that when I inherit the Zhennan Palace, you will find a vacancy in Kunnan, and we will live together, enjoying flowers in spring and cooking wine in winter. An'an lives a lifetime, how comfortable it is. But why? , you betrayed me, why did you compromise, with that son, what good does he do to you, is it comparable to the friendship I have had with you for more than ten years?"

"No, I didn't betray. I never thought about it. My heart has never changed." Tangning was even more excited. She just wanted to hug Xie Baiyun and retort loudly, but he exhausted all his strength, but still couldn't make a sound. .

"Daddy, Daddy."

"San'er, why are you so confused?"

"No! No! It's not like that!"

Tangning finally broke down. He suddenly felt a burning pain in his back. He sat up suddenly, covered in sweat, and there was still a little panic and despair in his eyes.

It took him a long time to realize that it was a nightmare. Tangning's beating heart finally stopped.

Tangning was covered in sweat and felt even more uncomfortable. She stood up and wanted to drink some water, but she saw Zhiwu huddled in a corner with her head down, trembling all over as if she was sobbing. Tangning stepped forward and said, "Master, Master Zhiwu."

Zhiwu raised his head abruptly. This raised his head, Tangning saw clearly what he was holding, and couldn't help but gasp. It was a piece of porcelain dripping with blood.

"You, what are you doing..."

Zhiwu's face was covered with sweat, his clothes looked like they had been fished out of the water, and Tangning's sweat was like drizzle compared to human beings.

Seeing Tangning stare at him, Zhiwu's voice trembled a little, but his tone remained calm, "Amitabha, you're scaring the benefactor. The poor monk is just scraping off carrion."

As he said that, he moved his left leg half a palm forward, this small movement was already the ultimate for him at this time.

Tangning hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw that the several wounds on the inside of Zhiwu's left calf, which had been scratched by the knife, had rotted and festered. The flesh and blood had turned outward, emitting a foul smell.

Tang Ning was stunned. It was easy to read this passage when there was an ancient practice of scraping bones to heal wounds. Only when I actually saw it did I realize how shocking it was.Tangning couldn't help admiring her, she looked at Zhiwu with admiration and distress.

"Master, won't they give you wound medicine? If this continues, your leg will be useless. They are too much, and they have no humanity!"

Zhiwu lowered his eyes and said: "As a prisoner, it is the son of the prince who is merciful if he can not be tortured."

Tangning has been in a coma for several days. Apart from waking up yesterday and saying a few words to Zhiwu, she hasn't looked at Zhiwu properly yet.At this moment, after hearing what Zhiwu said, Tangning took a closer look. Only then did she find that none of Zhiwu's exposed skin was intact. New and old injuries were intertwined and mottled. The ten fingers were red, swollen and thick, which was shocking.

Seeing Zhiwu's situation, Tangning realized that during the past few days of his illness, Zhiwu spent more energy and endured pain far beyond his imagination to take care of him. They just met by chance, but Zhiwu was able to take care of him like this. It is admiration and gratitude.

However, Tangning didn't say anything to thank her, she didn't say thank you for her great kindness, any words were powerless in front of someone with such character.

Tangning can only feel at ease when she repays her with sincerity. Tangning's previous messy thoughts of compromising with her son and committing suicide were deeply buried in her heart and she was ashamed to think about it again.

Regardless of Zhiwu's refusal, Tangning insisted on checking Xia Zhiwu's injuries. Except for his fingers being pinched by a splint, the others were all skin injuries. However, it took a long time and the minor injuries became wounds. Clean up the wounds has become an urgent problem to be solved.Fortunately, Zhiwu's physique is not bad, and he doesn't have a fever.

Tangning didn't care about 21, and grabbed the wooden fence and shouted, "Is anyone there? Is there anyone? The cell boss... Your Excellency!"

"What's the noise, it's so annoying..." At the end of the corridor, a figure appeared, "Fast, you're such a pariah."

"My lord, please give me some wound medicine. This master's wound really can't be delayed. If it is delayed for a long time, someone will die."

When the jailer heard that the voice came from the innermost cell, he thought of the instructions from his superiors to watch those two people so that no one could commit suicide. Although he cursed, he still walked quickly to the fence of the cell.

When Tang Ning got closer and saw Tang Ning, he couldn't help but look straight away. When Tang Ning was dragged in two days ago, it was too late for him to get close to the superiors. He didn't have the time to see who was in. Anyway, he was in this prison They are all dead.

Unexpectedly, the person who came in this time is so good-looking. The top card in Zuiqilou is incomparable. Just looking at this face alone, the possibility of this person getting out alive is very high. He doesn't know what Shizi thinks, but if he changes If it were him, he would be reluctant to kill such a beauty.

Everyone loves beauty, and the jailer felt inexplicably better when he saw such a beauty, and his tone naturally eased a lot: "What's the matter?"

Tangning smiled politely and said, "My lord, look at the two of us, this master is covered in wounds, and the wounds are rotten. If he doesn't apply the medicine, he will die. Look at me again," Tangning said, giving the bloodstained back He saw that I was injured on my back, and I guess I will be like the master soon, sir, can you give us some wound medicine and some clean cloths."

As she spoke, Tangning touched her body, hating herself for being too frugal. She only touched a jade pendant around her waist, and quickly handed it over, "This is a thank you gift."

The jailer finally turned his gaze from Tangning's face to his jade-like hand. He grabbed Tangning's hand and touched it again and again. To be able to touch the hands of such a beauty, and to be imprisoned in this kind of prison, the status of the person is not ordinary. Tangning can see that he is a scholar, maybe a high-ranking official, or the male favorite of a high-ranking official. The jade pendant is worth a few hundred taels.

The jailer held onto Tangning's hand even tighter, and said, "This jade pendant looks good, it seems you are sensible, wait, I'll bring you some medicine tomorrow."

The jailer tangled with Tangning for a while, and finally couldn't help pinching Tangning's face before leaving reluctantly.

As soon as the jailer left, Tangning immediately lowered her face and rubbed her hands on her body. She was not without humiliation, but thinking that what she had endured was much lighter than Zhiwu, at least being touched twice was neither painful nor itchy. It seemed that she had some scruples and didn't dare to go too far. Tangning felt relieved.

After doing a good job of psychological training, Tangning raised her head and looked at Zhiwu, who was looking into Zhiwu's deep eyes.

"Thank you, poor monk, for your benevolence." As he spoke, Zhiwu wanted to kneel down and kowtow regardless of his leg injury.

Tang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said: "I should thank the master. I have been sick for the past few days and the master has taken care of him tirelessly. Besides, I asked for medicine because I was injured myself. Thanks to the master, Zi'an Really ashamed."

At this time, Mr. Pei, who had already escorted the princess back, finally finished his backlog of work, and excitedly came to Tangning with some wine.

"What? Master Tang is missing!" Mr. Pei said in shock.

"Yeah, I heard that when it rained heavily two days ago, I was in a hurry to get out of the city, but I disappeared on the road for some reason. I heard that I got lost, and I ran into a ghost hitting the wall." A neighbor next door said.

"That's right, Mr. Tang may not have lost several people in that area. It is said that someone saw it with his own eyes. An old farmer disappeared suddenly while walking."

"Hey, stop talking, it's so scary!"

"What about his family?" Mr. Pei immediately thought of Tangning's son after digesting the last message.

"Hey, I heard that everyone has gone out to find Mr. Tang."

"How come?" Mr. Pei frowned.

"How did he go missing?" Princess Fushou almost sneered, "A living man, with a coachman, would get lost in the outskirts of the city a few miles away, only a ghost would believe it."

"Why, you've fallen in love with that kid." Concubine Zhong, who was sitting by the side, took a sip of tea and smiled softly at her daughter.

Now Princess Fushou really sneered, and said sarcastically, "Could it be that my concubine wants me to be a widow!"

A trace of heartache flashed across Concubine Zhong's well-maintained face, and she hurriedly said: "Of course not, I'll send someone to ask, you are my only daughter, this is on our own ground, you just want the moon in the sky , Mother Concubine has to pick it off for you too."

As he spoke, he instructed Mr. Pei who followed silently, "Mr. Pei, go and find out where that Tangning has gone."

Although the princess calls her Mr., but Mr. Pei's face is full of respect, his usual gentle and elegant temperament has faded a lot, which makes the melancholy hidden in his eyes stand out even more, but all this is seen when he looks at the princess. , covered by that undisguised love.

Mr. Pei only replied: "Yes." Then he pulled away.

Only then did Princess Fushou smile with satisfaction, "My daughter really envies that there is Mr. Pei by her mother's side. It would be great if Tangning could be like Mr. Pei."

Concubine Zhong finally smiled when she saw her daughter who had been indifferent since she came back, and said happily: "My daughter is so good, it is his blessing to see him, and it is too late for him to be happy with you for the rest of his life. When someone comes , I will ask your brother to transfer him a position and make you a clerk."

Princess Fushou put down his face immediately, "No, a twisted melon is not sweet, what future will there be with me, I hindered his future, how can he be willing to be with me. He is the second Sanyuan Jidi in Dazhao. "

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, he will do whatever you ask him to do." Wang Hao coaxed quickly.

After Mr. Pei left, he didn't come back until before dinner. He lowered his head and said, "Princess and princess, Mr. Tang has been imprisoned in his private prison by His Majesty. Without His Majesty's approval, even a lowly official can't bring someone out. "