When the inner room was taken to the county government, my heart was full of uneasiness and confusion.
He looked at the county magistrate with a blank look and asked stammeringly: "County, county magistrate, what's going on?"
The county magistrate's face was terrifying. He shook his sleeves hard and shouted angrily: "Hmph! You dare to ask!"
Then he waved at the yamen runners on both sides, "Get back!"
The yamen runners quickly retreated with good training, and the only county magistrate and Li Zheng were left in the lobby.
The county magistrate stared at Li Zheng with anger, and asked gritted teeth, "Do you know who the person you are meddling in other people's business?"
Li Zheng was frightened by the county magistrate's appearance and replied tremblingly: "Little, I don't know."
The county magistrate slapped the table suddenly and shouted: "That's the Prime Minister!"
When Li Zheng heard this, his eyes were almost glaring out. His mouth was wide open, his face was full of horror, and his body involuntarily took two steps back, and he cried in his heart: "Oh my God, is it true? Why did I provoke the Prime Minister!"
Li was standing there, and suddenly the scene of dealing with Xi Yu was flashing like lightning in his mind.
The majesty in every move and the unique temperament, no wonder I thought it was so aura at the beginning.
Li Zheng's body began to tremble involuntarily, and his teeth couldn't help but giggle.
His lips trembled and his voice trembled, and his county magistrate asked: "Sir, what should I do?"
The county magistrate also looked like a dirt at this time, staring at Li Zheng in anger, shouting loudly: "What should I do? You asked me what to do? You caused such a big disaster, and this time I will also cause me a lot! I want to ask you what to do!"
As he said that, the county magistrate paced back and forth in the hall anxiously, and fine beads of sweat had already oozed out of his forehead.
He was full of fear on his face, his eyes were full of panic and helplessness, and he said in a crying voice: "Sir, I really don't know that it is the Prime Minister. I know that I am wrong. Please help me!"
The county magistrate stopped, glared at Lin Zheng fiercely, and sighed helplessly, his eyes full of despair and confusion, and he murmured to himself: "What should I do now, what should I do..."
Li Zheng's face turned pale in an instant, his legs became weak, and he knelt down to the county magistrate with a "thump", and shouted in a crying voice: "Sir, please save the young man!"
The county magistrate raised his foot and kicked him hard, widened his eyes and said viciously: "Get up! Now you must take all your blame on yourself!"
Li Zheng widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and said tremblingly: "Sir, you are going to let the young man be a scapegoat!"
The county magistrate snorted coldly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said, "Hmph, there is nothing you can do about it! If you don't agree, not only you, but your family will have something to do! As long as you agree, I promise to protect your family and take good care of them!"
Li Zheng's face was full of despair and pain, and tears were circling in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, just staring at the county magistrate blankly.
After a while, Li Zheng let out a sad whimper and said in a crying voice: "Sir, the little one... the little one agrees, whimper..."
After saying that, he sat on the ground crying.
The county magistrate frowned when he looked at his appearance, and said impatiently: "Okay, stop crying, handle the matter for me!"
While the county magistrate and Li Zheng were having a conversation, a dark shadow lurked quietly in the corner, listening to their conversation clearly.
After hearing this, the dark guard flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
Soon, he came to Xi Yu, knelt on one knee, and reported respectfully: "Prime Minister, the county magistrate and the Li are talking..."
Xi Yu looked calm, and a faint curve curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Oh? It's not as expected."
His eyes were deep and sharp, as if everything was under control.
The secret guard looked up slightly and asked curiously: "Prime Minister, you knew they would be like this for a long time?"
Xi Yu smiled lightly, a wise light flashed in his eyes, and said leisurely: "Hmph, how could I not know their thoughts and methods? From the very beginning, I guessed that they would do this."
He raised his head slightly, with a confident and calm expression.
Then he waved his hand and said, "Continue to stare at them and see what else they can do."
The secret guard responded and quickly left to carry out the mission.
Li Zheng was taken to prison by the yamen runner with a depressed look on his face, while the county magistrate came to Xi Yu in fear and fear.
The county magistrate bent and asked flatteringly: "Prime Minister, do you see if you can go out now?"
Xi Yu looked cold and nodded slightly.
Sitting inside was watching Xi Yu from the small window of the cell, his face was extremely ugly, his eyes were filled with regret and fear.
Xi Yu walked out with Tuoba Yu expressionlessly, and Tuoba Yu's face also had a hint of gratitude.
The county magistrate quickly followed behind and said while laughing, "Prime Minister, I have arranged a residence for you and your wife, which is absolutely comfortable. In addition, the trial will be held tomorrow, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
Xi Yu didn't say anything, but just walked straight forward, while the county magistrate followed him step by step, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.
The county magistrate hurriedly returned to his residence. As soon as he entered the door, he breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and found that his clothes were almost wet.
He frowned and shouted impatiently: "Come here, hurry up and change your clothes for the county!"
The servant next to him hurried forward and changed the wet clothes for the county magistrate.
At this moment, the wife of the county magistrate also walked over quickly. Her face was not as arrogant as before, but with a kind of eagerness and a very good temper, she grabbed his arm tightly, and asked hard, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"
The county magistrate sat tiredly on the chair, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then slowly said, "Madam, don't worry, I am taking all the responsibility."
As he said this, a hint of gratitude and relaxation flashed in his eyes.
When the lady heard this, her eyes lit up and asked, "Really? That's great! Then there should be no problem after that, right?"
Her face was full of anticipation, and her eyes were fixed on the county magistrate, as if she wanted to see more information from his face.
The county magistrate frowned and said with some uncertainty: "It should...it should be no big problem, as long as there is no problem in the middle."
After saying that, he sighed again and leaned on the back of the chair, as if all the strength in his body had been pulled away.
The joy on the lady's face gradually faded away, and she became worried again. She frowned tightly and said anxiously, "What if Li Zheng didn't agree to us? Also, even if he agreed now, what should we do if he regrets it temporarily?"
When the county magistrate heard this, his face that had just relaxed became cold again.
His facial features seemed to be twisted, his face became very ferocious, and he said with gritted teeth: "Hmph! If he dares not agree or repent temporarily, I will kill all the family members of Li Zheng! None of them will be left!"
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.
The lady was startled by the county magistrate's appearance, and unconsciously took a step back, and stammered, "Don't be so fierce."
The county magistrate gasped and said viciously: "Hmph, there must be no trouble at this critical moment, otherwise we will all be done!"
After saying that, his eyes were still staring ahead, as if he was planning something terrible.
It was late at night, and the county magistrate and his wife were lying on the bed, but that night, the county magistrate and his wife tossed and turned, unable to remain at all.
Suddenly, she sat up suddenly and grabbed the county magistrate's hand tightly. Her eyes were slightly red and her voice was trembling, "Husband..."
The county magistrate was startled by her sudden behavior, looked at her blankly, and frowned and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"
The lady's eyes were full of panic and worry, her lips trembled slightly, and she said anxiously: "Husband, I am really very strict with you on weekdays, but... but I love you in my body and mind. I really love you very much. I am afraid that I will lose you."
When she said this, her tears rolled in her eyes and her face was filled with horror.
The county magistrate couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw the wife like this. He stretched out his hand and patted her hand gently, and said softly: "Madam, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there will be no trouble."
But the lady still held his hand tightly and refused to let go. She said in a crying voice: "I am really scared, my husband, I don't want to lose you."
Her eyes were full of attachment and reluctance, as if the county magistrate would disappear from her eyes at any time.
He comforted softly: "Madam, don't panic, don't panic. For your husband, there will be no trouble. We will definitely overcome this difficulty."
The lady leaned in the county magistrate's arms and sobbed slightly.
"Husband, I really regret how harsh I was to you on weekdays, always demanding you many times, and often losing my temper. I really know that I was wrong."
Her face was full of regret and self-blame, and her eyes were dull.
The county magistrate gently stroked his wife's hair and said softly: "Madam, don't say these stupid words again. I know your feelings for me. What are the past? It's all over."
The lady raised her head, looked at the county magistrate with tears in her eyes, and choked and said, "Husband, I will treat you well in the future and will never be willful again. I really cannot be without you."
The county magistrate looked at his wife's pitiful appearance, and he felt pity in his heart, nodded and said, "Okay, madam, I believe in you for you."
The county magistrate felt that the wife was like a different person. He could not believe his eyes.
The lady was a little relieved and leaned against the county magistrate, as if she could find a sense of security in this way.
The county magistrate also hugged his wife tightly. In this quiet night, both of them were filled with attachment to each other and concern for the future.
On the other hand, Xi Yu and Tuoba Yu settled down at the residence arranged by the county magistrate.
Tuoba Yu frowned, kept slapping the wind in front of his nose with his hands, and said with disgust: "Oh, the smell in this cell is too big, I have to take a shower quickly." As she said that, she began to prepare to fetch water.
Then, she looked at Xi Yu who was standing aside and said in a playful manner: "Husband, please watch me here."
Xi Yu shook his head helplessly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He walked slowly to the door with his hands behind his back, raised his head and looked at the stars in the night sky quietly. His eyes were filled with distantness and depth, and he replied softly: "Okay, hurry up."
He stood quietly, his figure seemed a little lonely and upright under the moonlight.
After a while, Tuoba Yu walked out after taking a shower with a refreshing look.
While wiping her hair with a towel, she walked to Xi Yu and asked, "Husband, do you want to wash it too?"
Xi Yu was still looking at the starry sky, shook his head slightly when he heard this, and said in a plain voice: "No need, I won't worry."
Tuoba Yu shrugged and said nothing more, putting the towel aside casually.
Then the two of them found a place and started to rest.
Tuoba Yu quickly lay down, closed his eyes, and in a short while, a uniform breathing sound came.
Xi Yu sat quietly on the chair, closing his eyes slightly, as if he was resting his mind, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Under the faint moonlight, his face seemed particularly quiet and mysterious.
On the other side, in the dim temple, candlelight sways.
Several black-clothed assassins walked in with a cold expression on their faces, and their footsteps were particularly clear in the quiet temple.
Wuyou was standing in front of the Buddha statue, and when he heard the movement, he turned around, his face full of surprise.
One of the assassins said coldly: "This old monk committed suicide because of shame. We have sent his body back to you."
The assassin also told about what happened back then.
Wuyou widened his eyes, his face full of shock, his mouth slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, "This... how is this possible..."
The assassins did not say anything more. After putting down the corpse, they left quickly as Tathagata.
Only Wuyou stood there in a daze, looking at the old monk's corpse, his eyes full of confusion and disbelief.
His body trembled slightly, as if he had not yet come back to his senses from this huge impact.
After a long time, he slowly squatted down, reached out his hand and gently stroked the old monk's face, his eyes gradually turned red, and he murmured: "Abbot...how could this happen..."
After learning about the old monk's death, Ouyang Linlin hurried to the meditation room and found Wuyou, who was standing next to the old monk's body.
She walked to Wuyou with concern, gently held his hand, and said softly, "Wuyou, don't be too sad." Her eyes were filled with heartache and pity, and her brows frowned slightly.
Wuyou raised his head, his eyes were empty, and he murmured: "Donor, abbot... he left like that."
After a while, Ouyang Linlin saw that Wuyou had calmed down a little, then stood up and returned to her room.
As soon as he entered the room, Xiaohong couldn't wait to meet him and asked anxiously: "Miss, how did that old monk die?"
Ouyang Linlin sighed and said slowly: "I heard that she had done something ashamed, so she committed suicide."
When she said this, there was a hint of solemnity and emotion on her face.
Xiaohong opened her mouth in surprise, "Ah? Something shameful? I didn't expect the old monk to do it too..." She shook her head, her face full of incredible expressions.
Ouyang Linlin looked at Xiaohong with a serious face, frowned slightly and said, "Xiaohong, don't talk casually. That's someone else's business and has nothing to do with us." There was a hint of majesty in her eyes and her expression was very serious.
After hearing this, Xiaohong nodded quickly and responded obediently: "Yes, Miss, I understand."
She lowered her head, a look of knowing her mistake appeared on her face, and her hands unconsciously fiddled with the corners of her clothes.
Seeing Xiaohong's appearance, Ouyang Linlin's tone eased a little, and continued, "Just do our own things well, don't meddle in other people's business."
Xiaohong nodded vigorously again, looked up at Ouyang Linlin, and said firmly: "Don't worry, Miss, I won't say anything anymore, I will definitely listen to the lady." After saying that, a well-behaved smile appeared on her face.
It was late at night, and Ouyang Linlin was lying on the bed, but tossed and turned, without any sleepiness.
She opened her eyes and looked at the dark ceiling, feeling very upset. She sighed softly and murmured to herself, "Oh, I'm afraid I can't sleep tonight."
Involuntarily, Xi Yu's figure appeared in her mind again, with her handsome face and upright figure.
Her eyes became a little resentful, her brows frowned slightly, and she said softly: "Xi Yu... I really envy Tuoba Yu. I can be with him, but I don't have such treatment."
As she said that, her eyes were slightly red and she showed a hint of sadness.
She bit her lip, her face full of helplessness and melancholy, "Why can't I..."
She turned over, still without sleepiness, and the sorrow in her heart kept surging like a tide.
In the temple's Zen room, candles sway.
Wuyou's face was sad and his eyes were slightly red. He sat around several monks.
Wuyou said heavily: "Dear brothers and sisters, let's start preparing for the funeral for Master tomorrow."
His voice was a little hoarse, his eyes were filled with pain, and his brows were frowning tightly.
One of the monks slammed the table suddenly, stood up, and said with a angrily eyes: "No! You can't just forget it! We can't believe the one-sided words of those assassins! The master cannot die so unexplainedly, we should take revenge!"
His face was full of anger and reluctance, his fists were clenched tightly with his hands, and his body trembled slightly due to excitement.
Another monk also echoed: "Yes, Brother Wuyou, we can't give up so easily. We must find out the truth and avenge our master!" He had a serious expression and a firm look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!