Sudden HE with the villain

Chapter 19 My Prime Minister

This is Qingping's second visit to the dungeon of Dali Temple.

Dim, cramped, filled with the breath of death, is her only impression of this place.

The sound of footsteps gradually increased, and a thin mouse raised its head alertly. After looking at it for a few seconds, it quickly burrowed into the hole behind the withered grass.

The person lying on the straw was bloody and bloody, as if he was unconscious of everything around him.

Qingping stopped in his tracks and called softly: "Listen to the book."

After a long time, the man slowly raised his head, and the dim candlelight reflected his unrecognizable face even more ferociously.

His face must have been scalded by a soldering iron.It used to be elegant and beautiful, but now it is swollen and withered, and it is more terrifying than evil spirits.

His eyes were swollen and narrowed, Duan Xun couldn't see who was coming, he could only judge by his voice, and hissed back, "Junior Sister?"

"It's me... you suffered."

Duan Xun smiled with his mouth open, and immediately cried out in pain, "Hey, damn eunuch, you are so ruthless." He felt his hands being held by a pair of limp catkins, and the hot liquid dripped down On the back of his hand, he pretended to be relaxed, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister, don't cry, if I die for my country, I may not be able to leave my name in history. We have read so many books, isn't this what we are asking for?"

But the man cried even harder, and the sobs that had been suppressed for a long time came intermittently.

Duan Xun froze suddenly, then groped around frantically, and finally found the familiar hairpin on the hair bun of the person in front of him.

He sighed softly, held the woman's hand instead, and said softly: "Yan'er, don't cry, my heart will break if you cry."

Mo Yan put his hand on his face and said with tears: "Lingshu, you have to live well, you said you would marry me, you said so."

In the past, there was a wave of eyes, but now a fountain of tears.

Although Duan Xun couldn't see, he already guessed how embarrassed his daughter was at the moment.

"Yan'er, Yan'er," he held Mo Yan'er in his arms, "Death is inherent in a person, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. I am not afraid of death, but I have suffered for you, and I have suffered for you."

Even if many years later, his girl has married someone else, and his children and grandchildren are full, but when he thinks about today, tears may not flow down his face.

It is always the living who suffer.

"Duan Lingshu, you liar!" Mo Yan gritted his teeth, changed his usual gentle appearance, and only threatened viciously: "You dare to die! How dare you!"

Duan Xun sighed again, and pushed her away slowly but firmly, "Junior Sister, please take care of Yan'er for me."

Qingping nodded and said, "Okay."

"Family, country, world...Junior Sister, listen to books under the Nine Springs, and equal your victory with the teacher."

Qing Ping knew that he couldn't see, but he put his palms together and made a long bow to him, "I will do my best in this life to protect the world's oceans and rivers."

Duan Xun laughed loudly, "No one has died in life since ancient times, so keep your loyal heart to reflect the history!"

A few days later, a scholar named Li Xiaoyi surrendered himself to Dali Temple, saying that he wrote the poem himself, but Master Duan didn’t know about it—he heard that Ji Houfeng had died in prison, and he felt deeply that the treacherous official was harming the country, and he was furious. So he wrote this poem, printed and distributed many copies scattered in the city.

What he said was well-founded, but the officials only said that he was an accomplice of Duan Xun, and they wanted to put him in prison.

Li Xiaoyi understands that the truth is not important, what is important is the result that Jia Jinzhong wants, it is ridiculous that he thought he had done an act of righteousness, and he actually implicated a rare and good official.

"I'm a commoner, and my body is like weeds. What's the point of death? But adults are like the sun like the moon... I'm so tired of adults!" He wept three times, and died after touching the pillar.

Blood splashed high, staining red the plaque with the four characters "Mirror Hanging High" hanging on the government office.When the news spread, the public became indignant, and scholars all over the world pleaded for Duan Xun's order, and Jia Jinzhong became more and more notorious.

That night, Duan Xun died in prison.It was said that he suffered many crimes. When he died, his limbs were severed and his eyes were gouged out, but he still scolded the eunuchs, and before he died, he let out a long laugh, "It's worth the boy's head!"

After hearing the news, Mo Yan combed her hair in a bun in a woman's style, dressed in plain clothes and white gauze on her head, as if she were mourning for her dead husband.

Seeing her this time, Qing Ping did not try to persuade her, but his heart became more and more gloomy, and it was inevitable that he always had a cold face towards the little emperor on weekdays.

On this day, the little emperor still announced that she would come to play the piano in the imperial garden. At the same time, the courtiers hurried over to speak, saying that the floods in the south of the Yangtze River had caused the people to suffer, and countless people died of starvation. They asked the court to allocate funds for disaster relief.

The little emperor blinked and asked very puzzled, "Why don't you eat minced meat?"

Qingping's hand playing the piano suddenly pressed down, the sharp strings cut his fingers, and blood dripped down the pale and slender fingertips.

The little emperor hurriedly took her hand, breathed lightly, and asked in a painful voice: "Teacher, does it hurt?"

I don't want Qingping to just push her away fiercely, and scolded in a cold voice: "Fun Lord!"

The little emperor fell to the ground and hit his ass.She was stunned for a moment, then stood up again immediately, grabbed Qingping's sleeve, and asked foolishly, "Teacher?"

Seeing that she was so dull and shapeless, Qingping thought of Ji Houfeng's three broken fingers for a while, and Duan Xun's bloody shape for a while. The bloody book on her chest was like a branding iron, causing her unbearable pain.But seeing her frowning tightly, the little emperor was worried, so he slammed into the muzzle of the gun eagerly.

"Teacher, how are you?"

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

The little emperor was knocked out by the slap, and five bright red finger marks immediately appeared on his snow-white face.She covered her face, unable to speak for a while, tears streaming down like a spring.

Jia Jinzhong ran over with small steps, looked at the little emperor's swollen face, felt sorry for him, and hurriedly shouted to the palace man: "Hurry up and call the imperial doctor!" Then he shouted to Qingping: "Bold!"

Qingping also looked down at her trembling hands in disbelief, her expression was a bit dazed, and after a while, she gave a bleak smile and knelt down towards the little emperor.

"Your Majesty has injured the Holy Body, please give me death."

"Teacher," the little emperor cried aggrievedly, "Why did you hit me?"

"For the people of the world..." Qingping remained unchanged, "I don't regret it, I just ask His Majesty to grant me a death."

The little emperor stomped his feet angrily, "I don't want to see you again!" After speaking, he turned and ran away. After running not far, he turned his head and shouted at the palace guard: "You, you are not allowed to arrest the teacher! She did not damage the Eucharist! She did not beat her." I don't!"

This sentence shut up Jia Jinzhong, who originally wanted to order Qingping to be imprisoned.He looked down at Qingping, and said with a sneer: "Master Zuo, don't act recklessly just because His Majesty favors you."

Qingping lowered his head, showing no expression.

Jia Jinzhong was concerned about the little emperor, and after throwing a few threatening words, he went after her.

As soon as he entered the Golden Dragon Hall, he found that the hall was in a mess, all the antique vases had been broken into pieces, and the palace people stood aside, not daring to breathe.

The little emperor shrank in the corner, his shoulders trembling.

Jia Jinzhong avoided the debris on the ground and walked over slowly, "Your Majesty, please apply the medicine first, okay?"

After hearing what he said, the little emperor threw himself into his arms and asked, "Father Ya, why did the teacher beat me?"

The child in his arms seemed to have been greatly wronged and wanted to seek a little warmth and comfort in his father's arms.Jia Jinzhong thought of the scene of his daughter throwing himself in his arms and acting like a baby when he was not in the palace, and recalled the love he had served the little emperor for all these years, and felt that his always cold heart was softened by her crying, "Your Majesty, be good, let's stop crying ah."

The little emperor grabbed the hem of his shirt, cried so hard that he almost died, and said intermittently: "I, I... like her so much, why, why did she hit me?"

"Good, Your Majesty, good..."

After being comforted for a long time, the little emperor calmed down, and finally he was willing to follow Jia Jinzhong out of the room, and sat down obediently so that he could be given medicine.

The ointment was as clear as snow, like suet white jade, but when the little emperor saw it, he couldn't help but think of the snowy muscles and bones under Qingping's red court clothes, so tears flowed down his face, washing away the ointment on his face.

"Yafu, I don't want to see Teacher anymore! I don't want to see her again!"

A dark light flickered across Jia Jinzhong's eyes, but he still smiled kindly on his face. While carefully rubbing the medicine on the little emperor, he asked tentatively, "Then His Majesty wants her to be imprisoned?"

The little emperor thought for a while, frowned sadly, and shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, the teacher will hurt. But when I saw the teacher, I also hurt. What should I do?" Suddenly her eyes lit up and she yelled Said: "I want to demote her!"