man sanctified in death row vest

Respect for 33 years.

January one.

There is no such thing as a holiday in the imperial court today, and all civil and military officials go to court early on time.

The emperor issued a decree in the early court, amnesty the world, and exempted [-]% of all taxes.

Amidst the admiration of all the officials singing their praises, the emperor ended his early court and retreated behind the scenes.

New year, new look, nothing happened last night.

The stranger Feng Bei was not only invited to the Zheng family's reunion banquet, but also stayed overnight at the Zheng family's house. The news quietly spread in the middle of the night as if he had grown wings.

It was originally a big deal, but many Ye Wei thought about it, and after thinking about it, it seemed that it was not a big deal.

Not the first time.

When Zheng Xiu woke up, he found himself lying in the room, sleeping alone.

I don't know who is so sensible and changed him into a new warm pajamas. Zheng Xiu rubbed his brows and woke up. Not long after, Erniang Zheng brought a bowl of hot and sour fish head tofu soup. sober up.

"Master, you don't look very well, did you not sleep well?"

Zheng Erniang asked softly.

Zheng Xiu shook his head: "Having a nightmare, I woke up in a daze several times in the middle of the night."

"Nightmare?" Zheng Erniang was taken aback, and quickly asked: "But you are still worried about the case of Princess Yurun?"

"No."

Zheng Xiu denied it, and while drinking the sober fish soup, he covered up his weirdness.

When he was listening to the four-person chorus last night, he fell asleep inexplicably.

Zheng Xiu had a dream: the beginning of the dream was good, the young man and Feng Bei rode their horses and galloped on the vast prairie, towards a valley where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

Feng Bei leads the horse, the young man sits behind Feng Bei, and the pony rides the big horse.Then, as I walked, the dream developed in a strange direction.

The young Lang smiled and said: "Sister Fengbei, I want to hug you and chase you to the sky."

Feng Bei smiled lightly: "Feng Bei is naturally willing in every possible way, but Feng Bei is worried..."

Boy: "Don't worry, we still enjoy this moment, this is a rare opportunity!"

Fengbei suddenly turned to look at the boy: "I like you."

The boy replied: "Ah this! What a coincidence! Me too... no! I like you more!"

Feng Bei stubbornly shook his head: "No, I have more!"

The teenagers were heartbroken and refused to accept: "I have more!"

Fengbei: "You can't have more than me, I'm already full!"

The boy sneered: "If you are full, then I am overflowing!"

People behave strangely in dreams, but they can't control it.

When Zheng Xiu dreamed of this place, he felt that he was about to wake up from fright.

However, Fengbei suddenly pulled the horse's rope and stopped the horse.

If the first part is a romance drama, the second half becomes a thriller drama.

The hills in the distance gradually turned into dust and scattered, revealing the gray abyss behind.

Feng Bei looked at the young man with cold eyes, his long black hair fluttering in the air, and said angrily, "Who the hell are you?"

She took off her gloves and scratched at the boy's face.

Zheng Xiu found himself transformed back into "Master Zheng".

An angry Feng Bei slapped himself into ashes all over the sky.

Feng Bei in Mr. Zheng's dream woke up with a slap, and when he woke up, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Are you sick?"

Only then did Zheng Erniang notice that the master was wet and drenched in sweat. She suddenly approached Zheng Xiu's face and pressed her forehead against it.

This is how Erniang took Zheng Xiu's temperature when he was a child.

I didn't feel that there was anything wrong before, but now that the two of them are getting close, a smell of lilacs blows over my face.

"It's not burning."

Zheng Erniang was relieved, and asked people to quickly boil a bucket of hot water for the master to bathe and change clothes.

While taking a bath, Zheng Xiu pressed his conscience hard, thinking about why he had such a shameless dream last night.

It stands to reason that you think every day... No, Zheng Xiu doesn't believe in thinking every day.He carefully recalled the plot of the dream, and suddenly slapped his thigh to understand.

Putting on a white velvet collar brocade jacket, Zheng Xiu looked handsome, stepped out of the main room, and went straight to the study beside him.

Using Zheng E's vest last month, he worked hard to copy a basketful of works.

Among them, Zheng Xiu copied a lot because the works of the great writer Ximen Bei have been developed very quickly.

Rummaging in the basket with a strange expression, Zheng Xiu found a book called "The Destiny of the Wild Wolf".

The book tells the story of a woman who was so angry with her husband that she ran away from home. She encountered wolves on the vast grassland, but was rescued by a savage and fell in love with the savage.

The savage and the woman galloped on horseback and uttered a wild and unrestrained line.

The later ending is still regrettable. The woman later found out that she was pregnant, so she went home and gave birth to the child.Later, the woman refused to give up the wild man in the wilderness, and secretly ran to the wilderness, and gave birth to a child with the wild man, named "Wolf". In the end, the wild man took the child into the mountains alone in order to complete the woman's family.

After re-reading "The Wild Wolf" silently, Zheng Xiu had the illusion that his conscience was polluted.

Shocked by the literary talent of the great writer Ximen Bei, and even more shocked by the story's unnaturalness, Zheng Xiu also understood the reason for his nightmare.Now Zheng Xiu probably knows that there can be some kind of connection between the thaumaturgy under certain circumstances.Zheng Xiu called this situation "squeezing wool".

This kind of law made Zheng Xiu feel that the system of thaumaturgy is quite weird. It is not so much a way to step into the extraordinary, it is more like an uncontrollable infectious disease.

early morning.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Zheng Xiu was refreshed and left the nightmare of last night behind.

Early in the morning, many servants came to greet the master one after another, and said with a smile, "Master is rich and lucky."

Fraternity, Servants, Squeaky Poppin' Lily, Cook, Joy, and more.

They knew that the master was always generous, so Erniang Zheng knew the customs of the Zheng family, so she had already prepared a stack of bank notes, and the master liked to wrap them in red envelopes and send them out.He said that giving money like this made him seem very arrogant.It is also a kind of happiness for rich people to spend money like water occasionally.

After throwing out thousands of taels of silver in red envelopes as usual, Zheng Xiu offered incense to the deceased father and the ancestors in the ancestral hall, praying for the protection of the ancestors.

It took Zheng Xiu nearly an hour for such a custom to come down.

On the way back from the ancestral hall, he ran into Feng Bei by accident. Just as Zheng Xiu wanted to take out a red envelope from his bosom, the last scene of the nightmare resurfaced before his eyes, making Zheng Xiu inexplicably feel a little guilty.So Zheng Xiu took out the hand that was in his arms.

Feng Bei was still dressed in black, with cloud sleeves and moon patterns, and long hair covering his right eye.

She was looking around in the yard, but Zheng Xiu couldn't see it well, it was too late to cut the trumpet, and the two were about to bump into each other in the corridor, so Zheng Xiu bit the bullet and stepped forward.

"Miss Fengbei, did you sleep soundly last night?"

"Marquis Zheng has a heart." Feng Bei replied indifferently, and then asked, "Excuse me Zheng... Where is Zheng E?"

Deep in Fengbei's left eye was a trace of regret.

I don't know what she regrets.

There is also a certain information gap between Fengbei and Zheng Xiu regarding the identity of "Zheng E".

Fengbei knew that Zheng E was Zheng Shan's son, but she thought that Zheng Xiu didn't know that Zheng E was Zheng Shan's son. She thought Zheng E had deceived Zheng Xiu into thinking that Zheng E was his son.

To put it simply, there is only one word: seniority chaos.

Hearing this, Zheng Xiu understood in seconds, and felt relieved.Fengbei actually knows how to cover Zheng E, it's an improvement.

Zheng Xiu made nonsense, saying that the children had a fuss last night and they still haven't woken up.

Fengbei immediately asked the young man where he slept and wanted to find him.

Zheng Xiu didn't dare to ask Fengbei to look for him, so he kindly invited Fengbei to have breakfast.

Feng Bei thought for a while, it seemed that having a reunion dinner at Zheng's house last night changed her opinion of the richest man Zheng Xiu's character, so it was inconvenient to refuse, so she reluctantly agreed.

Passing by the hall, Zheng Xiu saw the orange cat Xiaofeng and wanted to tease it a few times, but unexpectedly Zheng Xiu's approach frightened the orange cat, but Zheng Xiu was right in front of him. shivering in the corner.Zheng Xiu turned his head to look at Feng Bei, and remained silent. This Feng Bei scared the little cat.

On the reunion table, three or two cakes are served with delicate porridge.Zheng Erniang and other family members had already been waiting here, and bowed to invite the master and Miss Fengbei to take their seats.

During the meal, Zheng Xiu used his identity as "Master Zheng" to pretend to be casual and asked about Princess Yurun's case.

Feng Bei stopped drinking the porridge, looked at Zheng Xiu calmly, and after a moment of silence, said: "The matter of Princess Yurun has actually been found out, and it wasn't a thaumaturgy who committed the crime."

Zheng Xiu forgot to ask before, but now this is the first time he heard Feng Bei talk about the case himself, he was a little surprised and said: "Miss Feng Bei is so sure?"

Feng Bei was silent.

"If you have concerns, don't say anything."

"No." Feng Bei pulled back his left sideburns behind his ears: "The assailant snapped Princess Yurun's neck neatly. If I'm not mistaken, it was done by someone in the palace."