Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

The roster that Feng Lin ordered the Zhenfu Division to look for contained detailed records of Gao Zheng's placement of monks and Taoists in various Buddhist temples since the 45th year of Qingyuan.

The old man and the young man of the Gao family are suspicious in the same strain. Gao Zheng and Na Ge Shizhong were in jeopardy when they were in Jizhou, and later promoted him to become a Beijing official. It was because they saw that the two had a deep relationship, and they were sure that the other party was determined not to dare to survive. Sell ​​yourself out.

However, he miscalculated a bit. For those who fall into the hands of King Yan, survival is not only a delusion, but also a kind of suffering.

He also gave up his delusions when he didn't want to suffer, and confessed to the Jizhou bandit case before his death. He conspired with Gao Zheng to conceal more than 500 documents, and claimed that Gao's father and son's criminal evidence over the years had been hidden in a book. in the roster.But at the same time, he admitted that he didn't know where the roster was hidden.

Yang Dazhi searched for many days but found nothing. When no one was there, he held the flagon and frowned, and sighed heavily at the cumulus clouds in the sky.

A sigh of deep winter.

The weather was sunny for a while, and it snowed again in the evening.It's not big, every grain melts when it sees the soil, making the path in front of Zuixianju very muddy.

The felt curtain of the warm sedan was pulled aside, and a small white sheepskin boot with pinched gold and moon was stepped out.Wang Yunping stood in the crushed snow, his slender figure was as clean as snow.

Holding a silk umbrella, she leaned towards her brother beside her, and asked softly, "Lang'er, it's snowing so hard, why did you bring me here?"

The marriage was stranded due to rumors, and the groom was frightened and sick. Wang Yunping could only stay in the post house and wait for the news. From sunny to snowy, from autumn to winter.Fortunately, she has a chaste temperament, apart from worrying about Gao Zheng's illness, she has no other superfluous complaints.

Seeing the question, Wang Lang replied sullenly: "I see Tian'er is stuck in that palm-sized post house. He eats and sleeps, and he is almost free. I heard that the Qionghua brewing in this restaurant is absolutely overwhelming in the capital, and there are fresh ones. You can listen to the excerpts. Even if my sister can endure the loneliness, you should take pity on me."

Wang Yunping couldn't help smiling, and lightly poked his temple with his raised finger, "You."

It is said that they are here to listen to an opera, and once the door is closed, the thousands of machines downstairs are separated from the outside world.There was only green smoke curling freely in the room, Wang Yunping was wondering, when he heard a familiar voice from the partition wall.

She recognized the owner of the voice almost without hindrance.

Five years ago, amidst the uproar, it was this voice that woke her up from her great panic, "Ma'am, is this your jade hairpin?"

After three months, she secretly went back to Jishan again without telling her family, and this voice whispered softly in her ear: "I will go to Beijing to take up a post in the near future, and I will give you a lock of jade light as a token of her intentions."

Wang Yunping unconsciously turned the jade bracelet on his wrist, and blinked his pair of indifferent pupils, most of the joy in his eyes disappeared.

Because she heard that voice yelling another name: "Yu'er, you let me go, I also have difficulties about what happened back then, I, I don't really want you to die."

The tone was sad and trembling, accompanied by the upside-down drunkenness, Wang Yunping was very surprised, shouldn't Gao Zheng be lying on the couch at this moment to rest, why would he go to a restaurant to get drunk in a snowy day?

Slightly startled, a lotus root white figure approached, with a face like a crown of jade, beautiful and beautiful, with a mole of tears at the end of the eye, just like Xue Rong's beauty.Wang Yunping felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met him. He only heard Lang'er calling him "Mr. Cang".

"Does the county lord want to ask, who is the person talking to the county master?" "Mr. Cang" asked pleasantly.

The window was not closed tightly, and amidst the lights, Wang Yunping was shocked by the snow wind that came in from nowhere, and his face became a little hazy.She turned her head indifferently, and said to Wang Lang: "Close the window, remove a few candles, so that no one will notice that the partition has ears."

"The county lord is so calm." Cang Lang scribbled a compliment, and then changed his tone, "The person who is apologetic is the proprietress of this restaurant, Yushi. She has a younger brother called Xiaoxiang, whose dharma name is Kongkonger. Five years ago Died in that Jizhou banditry."

Hearing the name "Kong Kong'er", a childish face instantly appeared in Wang Yunping's mind. In her unbearable memory, the little novice was pushed against a tree and abused vigorously, and the broken red sandalwood beads were everywhere. Rolling wildly, it seems like the turbulent tears of the Buddha under the fright and anger.

Wang Yunping didn't make a sound, just quietly put down the "thing of love" in his hand, and let out a sigh of relief.

Since they are siblings, they look somewhat similar, right?Living people don't need to confess with tears, but if they mistakenly recognize the dead because of drunkenness, that's another matter.

Sure enough, a sharp female voice sounded again: "Let me go, who will let my brother go? He used to believe in you like he believed in gods and Buddhas, but what did you do? You put shackles on him and pushed him to the Those beasts, you killed him, you killed him!"

"I can't help it, Yu'er, I can't help it." Gao Zheng seemed to be drunk, still confused between reality and fiction, and muttered in his mouth: "Father forced me, he said that I was the only son from the Gao family, Eldest brother is a sick man who can’t be counted on, and third younger brother has a bad background and can’t stand on the stage. I am his only successor. I must carry the lintel of the Gao family. You, you know too much, I really can’t stay.”

He choked up in his throat, sniffed his nose, and raised his voice, "But Yu'er, I will avenge you for those bandits who treated you like that, really. The horse bandit cut off his head with a sword, and broke his hands and feet, this way of death will make him never climb out of reincarnation!"

Snow fell through the window, but Wang Yunping seemed to be wrapped in snow water, melting bit by bit, soaking into the marrow of the muscles.

Before that, she always thought that Gao Zheng chased for several miles to get back the jade hairpin that was taken away by the horse bandit for her.

"What's the use!" Yu Feirou raised her voice sharply, "Do you know that Saburo knows that you are obsessed with the position of Commander of Jin Yiwei, and he offered to go to Beijing with the mission five years ago to save you This matter."

Silence, endless silence, only breath and sound intertwined here and there, each harboring a period of unspeakable grief.

"I..." Gao Zheng's tone suddenly became low, almost whispering: "I know. As soon as the transfer order came, I went to Yu'er's grave and told him about it."

Wang Yun's face was pale, and his thin figure flickered suddenly.

"Sister!" Wang Lang rushed over to help her steady.

Wang Yunping carelessly touched Wang Lang's hand on the elbow, and tightened his onion-like nails, as if only in this way could he find support for himself.

"I, I thought, that time he made a special trip to say goodbye to me..."

"Sister," Wang Lang let her pinch, his eyes were fierce under his bushy eyebrows, "As long as you say a word, this marriage will be irrelevant."

Cang Lang looked at her, with infinite regret in his eyes, but only sighed desolately: "The marriage between the county lord and the Gao family has not yet been agreed, and there is still time for everything."

Wang Yunping gradually let go of his hand, Yurunzhi embraced the candlelight, the very thin masseter muscles stretched on his cheeks, and then disappeared.She patted the back of her younger brother's hand in relief, and said to Cang Lang very calmly: "Sir, I will remember the five high schools alone."

After finishing speaking, she didn't look at him, didn't have time to take the umbrella, and swung downstairs in a daze. Tonight, she was a goddess who was wronged and infatuated, and finally returned to where she came from in a heavy snowfall.

Wang Lang chased after him, and when he came to the door, he suddenly paused, turned around and cast a glance at Cang Lang, many emotions were built up, intricate and difficult to fathom.

Cang Lang met his gaze calmly: "If you can't find the way back, just tell me, for the sake of old friends, I am willing to help you."

The major general was a bit of a road idiot when he was young, and only a few people knew this secret.Wang Lang didn't ask how Cang Lang got the news, his face turned red and he turned around and ran away.

Under the lamp of Rudou, the two people who were both drunk at the desk sat on one side, unaware of the changes on the other side of the wall.

Yu Feirou resisted the urge to tear the person in front of her into pieces. She still remembered Cang Lang's exhortation, saying word by word: "If you still have a little bit of conscience, light an ever-burning lamp for my poor little brother. The daylight illuminates my own sins..."

After speaking, there is no more sound.

Gao Zheng, who was still reeking of alcohol just now, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils slid left and right, and stopped at the half-covered key impression on Boss Yu's cuff, and sneered.

This stupid woman, thinking that she can sneak into the Gao Mansion and steal the roster by stealing herself out to drink, is simply ridiculous.Gao Zheng stood up, smoothed off the last crease on the skirt, and looked down at Yu Feirou's heart with contempt and pity.

If it wasn't for this face that resembled Xiao Yu'er, he wouldn't have let her go again and again, and wasted a lot of talking.Gao Zheng raised his finger, traced the eyebrows, the eyes, and the lips as if they were engravings, and gradually took on the meaning of nostalgia.

What he said just now, at least seven or eight points of sincerity, made it so moving.Gao Zheng is not someone who indulges in love, his love was squeezed by the heavy burden on his shoulders until there is only a little left, and it was all given to the child who looked up to him five years ago with light in his eyes.Xiao Yu'er was Gao Zheng's beloved in the first half of his life and the second half of his life, but after the end of his love, it was nothing more than that.

Gao Zheng went to the window and pushed Qu Shu away, the snow wind came in, he whistled.

Just now, Gao Zheng used some confession to make Yu Feirou believe that he was really drunk, so he carved the key of the private treasury without knowing it, and handed it out while the wine was warming up.Counting the time now, King Yan's men and horses should have already entered the urn.

Gao Zheng guessed Feng Lin's intention the moment he heard that he was secretly arrested.King Yan wanted the roster, so he gave him the roster, and the price he paid was trespassing on the ancestral hall of the saint's late biological mother, the Empress Dowager Gao.

It is much easier to transform a house than to change half a lifetime.

Although this stupid woman has nothing but a portrait of Xiao Yu'er, it is more than enough to serve as a secondary mouthpiece.Thinking of Xiao Yu'er, Gao Zheng's cold heart suddenly softened a little.

A dark shadow hangs from the eaves of the building.

"What did you say?"

Knowing that nothing happened in the Gao mansion tonight, Gao Zheng was really surprised, and a bad premonition immediately rose in his heart.

After half a stick of incense, there was a sound of horseshoes in the tower where the keys had been released. Xiao Qi lit up the lamp and saw clearly the warrant of the boss, and hurriedly shouted to let him go.

The city gate was opened with a bang, and the snow particles hit the cheeks, which were quickly melted by the body temperature and turned into a few fine lines suspected of cold sweat.There are endless gullies hidden in the road ahead, and the horseshoes are stretched out, and the orb on the top of Pujue Temple is in the distance, shining brightly.

Panting, Gao Zheng reined in and reined in his horse, and went straight to the main hall, unaware that behind him, the fine snow covered the horse's hoof prints, and also erased a series of shallow footprints...

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