Huaibi

The bottom of the dungeon is always as cold as a deep winter regardless of the seasons. The cold and damp invade from all parts of the body, wrapping one's body in damp and cold. After being trapped for a long time, it seems to be immersed in the spring stream all the time.

Cold sweat rolled down the corners of his brows, He Jinyi couldn't open his eyes, and tried to open a gap, looking vaguely at the blazing brazier, thinking that the rare warmth in this prison came from here.

The place where the welts were all over was like a burning pain, and the blood on the arm rolled along the elbow to the fingertips, dripping out a small piece of dark red on the ground.

He Jinyi didn't feel aggrieved at all, but he listened to the question in his ear amusedly: "It's a good thing you said today, so you can suffer less pain ...Young master He should save it, the prince is so precious and full of favors, how could the emperor let him hide traitors by his side?"

The voice was close at hand, the whip in the speaker's hand was stained with blood, and he raised his chin a little.He Jinyi smelled the pungent smell, and the tone of the yin and yang became more and more ruthless: "After all, what is the intention of the He family to try their best to get close to the prince?"

He Jinyi couldn't bear to laugh for a while, he closed his sweaty eyelids, and then opened it to look carefully. The facial features in his eyes were particularly strange, and he said that he was interrogated by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but he just pointed at this person casually under the pretense. A row of unscrupulous villains came to make him unhappy.

He struggled to open his lips. He could not bear to breathe out the pain when he was being whipped just now, which wasted half of his strength. At this moment, he slowed down and finally responded: "For... Tian Xing You Dao... It's not easy to save a position... For the prince By the side... there is no such thing as a villain..."

As the words fell, there was only the sound of cracking wind, a whip fell hard on the shoulder, and the tail of the whip swept across the side of the neck, leaving a scarlet blood mark in an instant.

The person in front of him wiped the long whip leisurely with a wet handkerchief. The handkerchief was stained with salt water, and the end became more stained and bright red.He Jinyi looked at him for a long while, half an inch of his eyes were still focused on contempt and contempt, which completely irritated him.

The whip was like iron, and its strength was getting stronger, almost pulling his three souls and seven souls away. He Jinyi felt that his bones were cold, while the skin and flesh outside his bones were as hot as scorching. He suppressed the muffled groan firmly in his throat.

"Master He won't say anything, so don't blame me for serving you like this. If you are alive, it won't be too late to find me to relieve your grudge."

When He Jinyi was in a daze, he still heard the ridicule in his ears, and couldn't help gritted his teeth and chuckled.

It doesn't matter if you have life or not. What people feel sorry for is never the end of life, but something that can't be expected.

Even though he suffers from the pain of not being able to get the completeness of the He family, and the pain of not being able to stay with Ping Huaizhen, he still definitely wants to get the prince's destiny, to hold the country in his hands, and to get the poisonous insects, snakes and ants of this dynasty, which will be overthrown.

I would like to seek the day when Ping Huaizhen ascends the throne, and finally there will be a wise king to shine on the sun and the moon, and no more injustice will fall into the world.

The smell of blood lingered in the execution room for more than an hour.

He Jinyi consciously returned to the cage, and he did not know when he had returned to the prison cell, with a clean mattress under his body, and there was an imperial physician beside him for diagnosis and treatment.The blood in his chest before he fell into a coma was gone, and the refreshing medicinal fragrance was faintly exuded from his nose, and ointment was carefully applied to the wounds all over his body.

At that moment, hope suddenly arose in his heart, he turned his eyes to look for it, and originally hoped to see Ping Huaizhen by his side, but after searching for a while, he was finally disappointed.

It has become a luxury to see more than once in life.

Outside the prison is the dark night.

He Jinyi just didn't know that the person he wanted to see again just left him.

Ping Huaizhen can't stay here for a long time, apart from seeing with his own eyes that his life is not in danger, he even has a few words with He Bingrong, and will protect him to leave soon.

Ping Huaizhen can't wait any longer, now that He Jinyi is no longer safe in prison, the Ministry of Criminal Justice intends to harm him, so he can't even reprimand him for abusing lynching.

This bright-hearted young man has helped him fight against the sixth prince several times, how can those people not regard him as a thorn in their side?Especially Concubine Yi, I'm afraid she had deeply planted this hatred ten years ago.

The crime is still pending, and the sentence is pending. Ping Huaizhen fears that He Jinyi will be tortured until the end of the matter.

But it's not difficult to bring him out alone. This bottomless prison has held countless death row prisoners for many years, but if you find someone to reward him, you can make him replace He Jinyi.The difficulty is that the torture room pressed him for interrogation again, and the two confronted each other, and he was seen through.

In order to solve this problem, only the crime of rebellion can be settled as soon as possible.

He Bingrong sat quietly beside his son, put his palm on his forehead, and accompanied him all night in silence.

Spring outside Beijing begins, new leaves and flowers shatter under the iron hooves, and the horses are stained with fragrant juice, but the horse riders have no time to take care of the long-lost spring scenery in the north, galloping all the way through the city gates, not paying attention to the defenders inside.

After running around for days and finally returning to his hometown, General Yuan rushed to the outside of Yuan Mansion, looked half-eyed at the impersonally surrounded man with long spears, angrily drove his horse to the foot of the imperial city, reined in the reins and stopped.

The imperial decree under the city wall has been exposed for ten days and has become obsolete. The corners of the paper are slightly curled by the wind, and the words on it are like swords. They want to kill his loyal soul and kill his heart.

During the past ten days, the spring breeze has not stopped, blowing the word "rebellion" to the southwest, and brought back the arrest warrant.

General Yuan didn't look old in half a hundred years, he was still full of vigor after riding a horse for several days, he laughed wildly as if he was facing an enemy, if it wasn't for the bitterness in his words, it would be hard to feel the injustice in his heart.

There are many soldiers and guards behind him, they have surrounded him in the blink of an eye, swords and soldiers are facing each other, and there are ordinary people outside who are irresistibly curious, and the spectators are blocked, so he ignores it, laughs loudly and shouts to the imperial city: "For half my life in the Yuan Dynasty, I fought south and north and fought in the north. Wherever the battle flag passed, the enemy was always intimidated. In this life, we opened up borders, pacified wars and chaos, were loyal to the emperor, sheltered the country, and were open and frank. How could we suffer innocent injustice. Think of me The Yuan clan is full of magnificence and light, from the middle-aged men to the youngest, women and children, all may die in battle, and must not be humiliated in the sect!"

After the words fell silent for a while, General Yuan turned over and dismounted from his horse, the weapon on his waist fell to the ground, and there were two loud bangs.

All the people around listened solemnly, and at the end, only one of the guards walked out and bowed to him respectfully: "General Yuan, you have offended me."

He refused to respond, and entered the imperial city with him.

The vermilion city gate was closed heavily, blocking out the sun for the next day.

General Yuan made an impassioned speech outside the imperial city, but he didn't say a word again, even though he was taken away with others, he sat in prison.

Surrounded by damp, he could vaguely hear the ghostly screams that continued all day long, as if he was in hell, but he didn't frown an inch, and only asked before the man left: "Return to the emperor, and speak for me!" .Yuan wants to ask for a holy face. Now that I am about to die, I should die innocently."

Hua Luo raised his eyes, and through two prison doors, he caught a glimpse of his murderer.

The old things of the past were brought to light in an instant, and General Yuan was angry from his heart, and was about to scold him, but he heard He Bingrong sneered: "Why does General Yuan insist on facing the saint now? If you listen to my advice , why commit yourself to prison today."

These words were so weird, he was originally full of indignation, but he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

The man who detained him hadn't gone far, General Yuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he only thought that He Bingrong lost his nerve, spat secretly in his heart, closed his eyes and ignored it.

The smell of medicine wafted from time to time in the filthy place, and the jailer took the money and delivered a bowl of warm medicine to He Bingrong before Emperor Hongxuan heard the news.

He Jinyi didn't wake up until his father helped him up, and he groaned in pain. The welts on his body were still painful like ants, and even if he moved half an inch, he would sweat profusely.

He Bingrong persuaded him warmly, and brought the medicine bowl to his lips: "Come, take the medicine while it's hot."

The voice hit my ears, as if returning to my ignorant childhood.

At that time, whenever He Jinyi fell ill, his parents would always take care of him kindly, coaxing him to take the medicine so that he could recover quickly...but why recover now?Dying people don't need to be taken care of so well, it's just futile for Ping Huaizhen to send the imperial physician to see him, it's unnecessary.

However, He Jinyi didn't say what was in his heart, and still drank the bitter soup with his brows.

He Bingrong's eyes were full of peace of mind, and he helped him to lie down again. The sunset outside the prison window was about to fade away, and the new night was coming. I didn't want to be in this place where the sky and the sun are hard to see. hour.

"My father once taught you the way to be a human being, do you still remember?"

There was still astringent and bitter taste in his mouth, He Jinyi listened to He Bingrong talking to him as soon as he fell asleep, and immediately responded in a low voice: "Remember, father has taught children many times that if you behave yourself, act upright, and your heart is upright, you will be upright." body, you are a gentleman."

He Bingrong nodded in relief, and slowly patted the back of his hand hanging by his side. After a while, he said with a smile: "As a father, I will teach you an old saying, 'Your body and skin are affected by your parents'. In the world, you should know how to avoid disasters and avoid disasters, and take care of yourself, so that you can live up to your kindness."

He Jinyi didn't know why he was so sleepy, and suddenly he was about to fall asleep. Hearing this, he froze for a moment, and felt a lot of panic in his heart.But drowsiness swept over him, his whole body was weak, he even lost his voice when he spoke, and opened and closed his spare lips twice.

"father……"

He Bingrong reached out and covered his eyes that he wanted to open.

If there is a heavy curtain covering the sky and the earth, no matter how difficult it is for He Jinyi to respond, he will fall into a coma.