Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 227 Zhao Mansion's Little Courtesy
Zhan Qingcheng took out a bracelet from his bosom, opened the mechanism of the bracelet, and clasped it on Su Fengjin's wrist with a click. The shape of the bracelet was extraordinarily delicate, the material was soft on the inside and the ring on the outside was extraordinarily hard. The solution, the bracelet is very difficult to open.

Zhan Qingcheng got up and took a step back, looking at Zhao Ruancheng: "Be nice to her."

"General Zhan, she is the wife of the lower official, and the lower official treats her well, but it is General Zhan. If it is inconvenient for the Japanese officials to be present tomorrow, I will not send General Zhan for a ride. The general has a good journey." Zhao Ruancheng's eyes darkened, He didn't believe it anymore, there are still people in this world who can save Zhan Qingcheng!

Zhan Qingcheng looked at Su Fengjin's side face, took a big cloak and put it on Su Fengjin's body, because of Su Fengjin's petite figure, the whole body was tightly protected by the big cloak, and when he covered his head, he was in a world of ice and snow , and will not feel cold.

Zhao Ruancheng's eyes moved slightly: "The Marquis of Diannan has already arrived at the palace, but he has not been summoned today, and he is still kneeling outside the hall at the moment, General Zhan, as I said, if you save me, you will regret."

Zhan Qingcheng frowned slightly: "The evidence! You and Taifu Fu colluded!"

Zhao Ruancheng chuckled lightly, with a gentle and refined face: "General, why do you have to say something so harsh, Zuo is just getting what you need from the Queen and Master Fu. If the general goes to the King of Hades, he can give Zhao's name and surname. Afraid, but Zhao is not afraid."

The warm yellow lamp in the prison swayed slightly, and Zhan Qingcheng reached out to pull the piece of robe in Su Fengjin's mouth, but because Su Fengjin was biting him to death, Zhan Qingcheng had no choice but to let go: "Let's go, If you dare to hurt her even half a point, even if I die, you will die badly."

Zhao Ruancheng adjusted his robe: "Farewell."

Those four people lifted Ruantang and left the jail together with Zhao Ruancheng, Fu Wenying wiped her face, glanced at Zhan Qingcheng, thanked her slightly, and left together.

The huge sky prison suddenly became silent, Zhan Qingcheng slowly sat down on the edge of the collapse, looked at the place where Su Fengjin had slept just now, and lay down beside it with his clothes on, stretched out his hand, and took out the Su Fengjin's favorite short story book "Painted Porcelain" began to read.

The hoarse voice and the correct tone of articulation resounded in the unwarmed dungeon: "... I remembered a similar scene, that year during the Lantern Festival, standing in a dimly lit place, I warmed her hands with my heart, and She smiled at me. That slightly bright smile also shone in my memory like a lamp. Before that, my memory was dark. After that, it gradually became bright and clear..."

The words were read very well, but no one agreed with them, and the voice of laughter was missing.

He thought, if Su Fengjin listened to this passage, would she laugh at that man for being sentimental?That memory was clearly nothing in the heroine's memory, but she never thought about it, and it warmed the emperor's sincerity.

This kind of reading was originally a banned book, after all, it involved an insignificant emperor. Although it was written by a dynasty many years ago, it was related to the emperor and would still be banned. I don’t know where Su Fengjin got the book. Such a godsend.

He sat there and read more than half of it. Anji stood beside Zhan Qingcheng, and glanced at Yazhu who helped the old lady out.

The old lady's face was serious. She had heard what she said last night, but now that Su Fengjin had left, she didn't say anything, but said: "Qingcheng, mother will go with you. Your uncle has already arrived in Chang'an City. I have been kneeling in the palace for a whole night, and I don’t want to see each other today, I’m afraid this matter will be more ominous now. You... can you really let it go?"

Zhan Qingcheng put the book into another uncut sleeve, and said calmly: "Mother and uncle go back to southern Yunnan, Anji will take care of everything."

The old lady said in a deep voice: "I am a member of the Zhanfu. How can I be greedy for life and fear death! Your father never wants to see me, but now it is better. I can ask him in person why he does not want to come to my dream .It's a good thing."

Zhan Qingcheng touched the sachet on his waist, and said lightly: "Mother doesn't have to do this."

Suddenly there was a loud voice from outside: "General, the time has come, I will come and lead the way for the general."

Those outside escorted were Xiao Fugui and Zhan Qingcheng's deputy general, Mu Hanqiu.

Mu Hanqiu clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth: "General! Subordinates, go down and argue with the old emperor! If you talk about loyalty, I will believe that other people in this world conspire against me, but I will definitely not believe in the general's rebellion."

Zhan Qingcheng shouted in a low voice: "Remember your identity! You are not fighting for me, you are fighting for Nanjin! For the land of Nanjin, for the people of Nanjin, how can you speak nonsense."

Mu Hanqiu held the spear tightly, his face contorted: "However, if you want to watch the general die on the guillotine with your own eyes, you can't do it! General, go away! All the culprits will be borne by you!"

"Ridiculous." Zhan Qingcheng stared at Mu Hanqiu who was crying, and said in a deep voice, "You have been with me for five or six years, and now you are still crying like a woman. You don't look like a general at all!"

Xiao Fugui coughed twice, and said softly: "General Zhan, isn't this Deputy General Mu a woman? Tsk, didn't the general notice it all these years?"

Zhan Qingcheng looked pale, and walked forward with a flick of his clothes.

Mu Hanqiu hastily followed: "General! All the ministers in the court knelt outside to beg for mercy, and now several batches of ministers have fallen ill. The general waits a little longer, and he will surely understand the general's loyalty today."

Xiao Fugui sneered and said: "Those people are not helping General Zhan, they clearly want to pile General Zhan into the fire pit. The more people go to hold him, the faster he will die."

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Xiao Fugui, but never thought that this Xiao Fugui had been a right-wing general for a few days, and his mind also became more sophisticated.

Zhan Qingcheng was locked in a cage, because it was the second day of the new year, many people on the road were going to pay New Year's greetings, people coming and going on the street saw this convoy, they all gave way for a while.

I think three years ago I was still cheering for Zhan Qingcheng's victory, but now in just a blink of an eye, the Zhan Mansion has fallen, and Zhan Qingcheng has also been charged with treason, it is really prosperous like fireworks, in a blink of an eye Fleeting, this Zhanfu is just a few words in that historical record.

Everyone sighed for a moment.

The carriage passed by Su Fengjin's Yunxiufang, and the ball was holding Huansha tightly. The sword in Huansha's hand was about to be pulled out to rob the prison cart. Zhan Qingcheng shook his head secretly at her, and the sword in Huansha's hand He smashed Wanzhu's foot, and Wanzhu jumped up hugging his feet.

Further ahead is the Zhuangyuan Mansion. The gate of the Zhuangyuan Mansion is open. Song Renyi sits on the rug, raising his wine glass towards Zhan Qingcheng in the face of the wind and snow, with a meaningful smile on his lips. Holding the wine cup and sighing: "You said that this Zhanfu is similar to that Qingxiangfu. The charges come quickly, and it only takes a few days to copy and kill."

Song Renyi's eyes were dim, and there was a graceful smile on the corner of his lips: "That's different. The Qing Mansion asked for execution on the same day, and the Zhan Mansion lasted for three or four days anyway."

The carriage slowly passed the Zhuangyuan Mansion, the snow fell a bit heavier today, covering the entire Chang'an City, covering up all the other colors, turning it into this mournful white.

Beyond Song Renyi's mansion is Zhanfu, and after Zhanfu is Zhang Jiquan's mansion.

The speed of the carriage was very slow, and Zhan Qingcheng was probably the only one who crossed the street without being smashed with eggs and vegetables. Everyone just stood at the corner, staring at Zhan Qingcheng from a distance, without saying a word , that look was the same as when he watched Zhan Qingcheng triumphantly return to court, full of strange admiration and admiration.

The carriage drove slowly past the Zhan Palace, the old lady stood in the prison carriage, staring at the seal on the vermilion gate, her face looked older and older.

As soon as the carriage drove past the Zhan Mansion, a plain white figure ran over from a distance. Because of the heavy snow last night, the snow was a bit thick, Su Fengjin threw her foot into the snow, and Zhan Qingcheng's heart was entangled Get up: "What are you doing!"

Su Fengjin struggled to get up from the snow, Fu Wenying and Zhao Ruancheng rushed out, pressing Su Fengjin from left to right.

Su Fengjin kicked in Zhan Qingcheng's direction: "You bastard, you bastard, you said you wouldn't abandon me, you said it, what are you doing, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

Zhan Qingcheng held onto the wood of the cage tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are not from Zhanfu, there is no reason to go to the guillotine with Zhanfu."

Xiao Fugui got off his horse, came to Su Fengjin's side, and said distressedly: "Sister, you can go back home with Mr. Zhao, the wind and snow outside is so heavy, you were seriously injured just now, how can you bear it?"

Su Fengjin kicked Zhao Ruancheng, struggling constantly: "Go away! Go away!"

Zhao Ruancheng was afraid of hurting Su Fengjin, Su Fengjin suddenly used the move Zhan Qingcheng taught her earlier, and bent his knees towards Zhao Ruancheng, Zhao Ruancheng turned pale, and squatted on the ground in pain, clutching his buttocks, Su Fengjin pushed Fu Wenying away and ran towards Zhan Qingcheng.

Zhan Qingcheng's heart felt as if being pricked by a needle, seeing the figure rushing towards him, his heart was in great pain: "Don't mess around, go back to Zhang's mansion."

"You said you would not abandon me, Zhan Qingcheng, you go to die, you go to die, don't come back after you go! Don't come back again! I will live a very good life, better than anyone else." Su Fengjin stared at Zhan Qingcheng and was exhausted.

Zhan Qingcheng shook the iron chain in his hand, the chain was so cold that it seemed to be covered with ice, he smiled and said: "That's very good, General Xiao, let's go."

Wanzhu and Huansha rushed over, supporting Su Fengjin from left to right. Wanzhu was going crazy looking for Su Fengjin. She knew that Su Fengjin had been transferred to the prison of the Criminal Ministry, and Lu Yuwei had also broken into the prison several times, but because of the heavy security, There was no success, but now seeing Su Fengjin, my heart finally dropped slightly.

"I don't like you, I don't like you at all!" Su Fengjin stared at Zhan Qingcheng's carriage, shouting hoarsely.

Zhan Qingcheng's back was straight and he didn't turn his head.

Since Zhan Qingcheng was the only one to be executed, there were many guards surrounding him. Su Fengjin stood where she was, pursing her lips so as not to let tears fall.

The team gradually disappeared from Su Fengjin's sight, and Su Fengjin hurriedly chased after it.

Wanzhu pressed Su Fenghu's palm so that tears burst into tears: "Miss, what kind of crimes have you suffered in the past few days? It turned out that it was the servant's fault. It would have been better if the servant stayed in Yunfu that day. Miss, You blame the servant, it is the servant who did not take good care of the lady, please don't do this, General Zhan is going to the guillotine, not some other place."

(End of this chapter)