Everyone in the Lu family was filled with sorrow; Ling Yun had a special feeling in his heart.
The price he paid to get to the bottom of this case is immeasurable.
What made him most sad and uneasy was Xiang Luo's death; and Miss Ding's misunderstanding of him.
It's not a misunderstanding, it's a deep hatred. For this reason, maybe Miss Ding will hate him all her life, and there will never be a chance to clear up the misunderstanding.
Sanctimonious, hypocrite, smooth talker, fake orangutan, pretentious... these are the words she used to scold him at that time.
How bitter and harsh, if she didn't hate herself so much, a virtuous, quiet, well-informed and courteous lady would not be so gaffe-like!
If Yuan Zhen could be given a fair verdict now, he would admit it, but what would be the result?
All the hard work was in vain! Thinking of this, he felt sad.
Unknowingly, I am the willow branch above the moon. In the clear and fragrant mist, he was alone on the steps of the back garden, setting up a glass of wine and drinking alone in boredom.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that there were a few lines in a little poem by King Luo Bin that suited his mood at this time:
It’s hard to fly in if the dew is heavy,
The wind is loud and easy to sink.
No one believes in Gao Jie,
Who expresses the heart. …
——Wang Luo Bin, "Song of Cicada in Prison"
Although he did not dare to claim to be noble, the poem "Who is the expression of the heart" was chanted in his mouth and came to his heart, but he was even more emotional.
"The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky." He didn't know how long he sat under the bright moon, but he felt that the moon full of pity could not hold his hands, and his clothes were wet with dew.
Returning to Baiyunxuan, he collapsed weakly on the bed. In the chaotic thoughts, sleep came over and everything was blurred.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a rustling sound in his ears; he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes for a while, and he even suspected that it was an illusion in his dream.
But later the alertness of the martial arts practitioners finally made him sober. He suddenly found a person standing in front of his bed.
The man was tall and handsome, with his back turned to him, as if he was writing something on the wall.
Ling Yun did not move. He just kept an eye on the form and watched the man finish writing the last word.
The man completed his task and seemed to be very satisfied with admiring his beautiful calligraphy again. Then he moved slightly and tiptoed out of the door.
Before he reached the door, he stopped.
Ling Yun didn't know when he was standing at the door.
This surprised him so much that he couldn't help but take a few steps back and murmured: "You..."
Through the bright moonlight, Ling Yun recognized the other party. It was the handsome young man in Tsing Yi whom I met in the silk and satin shop during the day. I couldn't help but be quite surprised: "Oh, it's you?"
The young man in Tsing Yi was a little embarrassed, smiled coquettishly, and wanted to slip out from the side.
Ling Yun stretched out his arms and said: "Stop, if you don't explain your reasons, you can't leave!"
The young man in Tsing Yi said aggrievedly: "What are you talking about?"
"What are you talking about? Why are you sneaking in here tonight? Who ordered you to come?"
The young man in green said proudly: "Who can instruct me? I am willing to do it myself!"
Ling Yun was a little puzzled: "Are you willing?"
The young man in green said: "What's strange about this? I'm not here just for money tonight!"
Ling Yun said: "You are such a heartless person. Isn't that enough money that I gave you during the day?"
The young man in green said: "Who cares about your gift? I came here tonight to return the property to its original owner. Look, I repaid you these twenty taels of silver. Aren't they all on the table!"
Ling Yun glanced at the tables and saw that there were indeed two white silver daggers shining brightly. He couldn't help but become more confused, "Where did you get this silver?"
"Hey, why do you speak so harshly? Of course this money belongs to me."
"Since you have money yourself, why do you still owe others debts?"
Unexpectedly, the young man in green denied it: "What? I owe a debt. Who do I owe it to? It's just..." He suddenly paused again.
Ling Yun said: "But what?"
But the young man in green said slyly: "I won't tell you!"
"Okay, if you don't explain clearly, then you can't leave here!"
The young man in green said angrily: "How dare you be rude!"
"Is it rude?" Ling Yun asked strangely: "Are you rude or am I? You entered a private house at night and committed adultery or robbery. Why can't I catch you?" After saying that, he grabbed the young man in Qingyi with a heavy elbow and grabbed him.
The young man in green stepped back and begged, "I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, just take a look at the words I left on the wall."
Ling Yun glanced at it and saw a letter: "Silk Inn, thank you for solving the problem; I have twenty silver tattoos, and I will return the jade intact!"
The young man in green took advantage of Ling Yun's distraction, split the flowers and brushed the willows, twisted his body, and rushed out of the door.
Ling Yun jumped over the clouds with her thin chest, jumped in front of him, stopped him, and sneered: "Want to leave?"
The young man in green said angrily: "Why do you have to push people so hard?"
Ling Yun said coldly: "I'm serious. In fact, as long as you can go to Mr. Lu and explain the whole matter..."
The young man in green said stubbornly: "I don't!"
Ling Yun was waiting to ask further questions when he suddenly heard a loud noise outside.
Then, Yuan Ping burst in and said: "Brother Ling, something serious has happened!"
Ling Yun said: "What's wrong?"
Yuan Ping said: "Yuan Zhen...he escaped from prison and absconded!"
"What?..." Ling Yun's heart trembled and sank, "What about the others?"
Yuan Ping said: "The others are still there."
Ling Yun turned around and walked out; when he reached the door, he thought of the young man in green again.
This man was so cunning that he had already taken the opportunity to sneak out of the room and ran away.
Ling Yun was so confused at this time that he could not think about anything else. He and Yuan Ping hurried to the prison.
While walking, Yuan Ping briefly explained the situation to him: It was Dong Wu's turn to be on duty tonight, but he was absent-minded. He only left his deputy here and went out to have a few drinks.
When he returned, he saw the deputy lying on the ground twitching in pain.
After asking, he found out that Yuan Zhen pretended to be unconscious when the guards were bringing him food, and the guards came to check. He took the opportunity to turn the guards over with sesame seeds and escape...
Ling Yun said angrily: "Every suspect must be searched before being taken into custody. Why are things like incense still left on the prisoner's body now?"
Yuan Ping said: "That's right. And the sharp knife on the soul last time almost made a mistake; it was all Dong Wu, and all the prisoners were searched through him. Alas! Now that something like this has happened again, I'm afraid Big trouble..."
Ling Yun said with a heavy heart: "Let's not talk about this for now. Have you ever asked the jailer which direction Yuan Zhen went?"
Yuan Ping frowned slightly and said, "They were all intoxicated and dizzy at that time. How could they see clearly?"
Hearing this, Ling Yun felt his heart sink to the bottom.
The Purple Spring Palace is locked in haze. Who would have thought that Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen would make a desperate move and come to the inner garden of the palace in a desperate situation.
As worthy of being a Taoist priest who has been practicing for several years, he has quite a bit of light and refined immortality. His body is as light as a swallow, and he floats like an immortal. In a blink of an eye, he has arrived at the palace, the emperor's bedroom.
The tiles are cold and there are heavy frost and flowers; inside the palace, fireflies are flying.
Emperor Zhao Yu was about to go to bed when he suddenly felt cold in his body and felt quite uncomfortable.
Just as he was about to call the attendant, a sudden burst of cold air hit his face from the door, making him feel his head spinning.
Looking closely, I saw a Taoist priest in green with a sinister aura in his immortal style, standing in front of him as if he had fallen from the sky, holding a seven-star sword.
The emperor felt as silent as a cicada and kept calling: "Come here! Come quickly!"
The Taoist priest in green said numbly: "Your Majesty, you don't need to shout. All the palace guards guarding the door will not come to save you."
"What's the meaning?"
"The anger of a common man will cause blood to flow ten steps. Now the poor man can only ask the Holy One for help with his humble life and all his life."
The emperor said tremblingly: "Who are you?"
The Taoist priest in green said: "I am poor Taoist Yuan Zhen."
The emperor was shocked and said: "Are you Yuan Zhen?... What did you do when you broke into the palace secretly in the middle of the night?"
Yuan Zhen said: "Holy Lord, Pindao admits that it was Pindao who kidnapped Miss Ding, but the assassination of the eldest son of Ding Mansion was framed by Pindao; as for why he colluded with Tian Xiao and used hibiscus flower poison The hurtful thing is completely false and has nothing to do with Pindao!"
The emperor calmed down and said: "Do you want me to take back my will? This is absolutely impossible. As the king of a country, I can speak with pure words..."
Yuan Zhen said sadly: "Pindao also knows that this is impossible. But now Pindao only asks the Holy One to show mercy and forgive his soul, because he is innocent..."
The emperor said: "I have just said that this is absolutely impossible."
Yuan Zhen said: "This is my only request. If the Holy One does not allow it, I will have the courage to offend Long Yan and splash the king with blood from his neck within ten steps!"
Zhao Yu knew that he had encountered a desperado. A good man does not suffer immediate losses. He had no choice but to say: "Okay, I promise you: I can only forgive one soul."
"I want to see him leave safely with my own eyes." As he spoke, Yuan Zhen took a few steps forward. At this time, he was only a few feet away from the emperor.
The emperor saw that the other party's eyes were straight and full of murderous intent, and he might die at any time, so he said helplessly: "Okay, I promise you."
After that, he ordered Feng Lin, the deacon and eunuch, to ask Lu Wenzheng to bring his soul.
At this time, Lu Wenzheng was worried about Yuan Zhen's escape from prison. Suddenly he heard that the eunuch Feng Lin in the palace had passed the order, and he immediately had a premonition that something was not good.
He could only let Ling Yun and Yuan Ping bring their souls, and the four of them came together to see the emperor.
After hearing the emperor's wishes, everyone was stunned for a moment, as if they did not understand what the emperor meant.
The emperor was anxious, "Lu Wenzheng, didn't you understand what I said?"
Lu Wenzheng calmed down and ordered helplessly: "Commander Ling, take your soul out of the city immediately."
Ling Yun responded, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried. I thought: The crime of the soul is not worthy of death, and it is unjust to sentence him to death. But I also thought that the fault of indulging the prisoner so easily was the negligence of the people of the Lu family, and I felt very heavy in my heart.
But now, whether he was happy or worried, he couldn't help himself. He could only unconditionally obey the arrangements of the Holy Emperor and Mr. Lu.
Without saying a word, he walked out with his soul in mind.
His heart didn't move at this time. He turned around and stared at Yuan Zhen with tears in his eyes. He choked and said: "Father..."
Yuan Zhen's heart is as sharp as a knife. He suppressed his grief and anger and said calmly: "Haier, go! Remember, my father has placed all his hopes on you! Don't live up to my expectations for you. If I can see your mother one day..."
My heart trembled: "Don't mention her!"
Yuan Zhen had no choice but to remain silent. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Ling Yun and said: "Commander Ling, success or failure, everything depends on you. When you leave the city safely, bring Hai'er back with the word 'peace' written by himself on his lapel. Only Dao dares to end everything on his own. I believe in your character and integrity. Go!"
Ling Yun took his soul with him on a horse and left the capital. He was holding the emperor's Shang Fang sword, and wherever he went, there was no obstruction. All the soldiers and guards held their breaths and did not dare to say anything.
The scene outside the capital is very different from that inside. The fortresses are deserted, reeds are overgrown everywhere, and nameless insects on the mulberry forest are chirping distractedly.
Xiaoguandao in August.
Ling Yun dashed forward, but even though he was rubbing shoulders with the soul sitting in front of him, the two of them didn't say a word.
Even now that the lawsuit has been going on, the two of them still can't tell whether they have more kindness or hatred towards each other.
At this time, we had traveled less than ten miles out of the city. Three cold stars suddenly flew out of the mulberry forest beside the road like shooting stars, and there was a cold wind.
What kind of hidden weapon is this?
His mental and physical injuries have not healed, and his movements are slow; but this hidden weapon is aimed at him!
Ling Yun had quick hands and quick eyes, and his strikes were like lightning. He raised the sword in his left hand, knocked off two swords, and raised his hand to catch the next one.
It's a rouge button.
Rouge button? He searched every corner of his mind: Does this hidden weapon seem to be the unique hidden weapon of a certain female evil star in the world?
When he saw this thing today, he knew that this female evil star must be showing up. He shouted sternly: "Who is it, come out!"
There was a burst of laughter in the forest, and under the moonlight, a charming shadow of Pingting flew out lightly. Although her face was covered in black clothes, she looked even more beautiful and hazy under the watery moonlight.
"The wind blows the fairy's mantle fluttering, just like the colorful feathers dancing." Although the beauty is beautiful, she is murderous.
Behind the woman in black, there are two attendants and assistants, a man and a woman, both wearing black clothes and covering their faces.
Ling Yun asked: "What do you want to do here?"
The woman in black pointed her hand at her heart and said in a hoarse voice: "I just want this person's life!"
