Jiaohua

Chapter 400
Zhao Ning nodded: "Well, sad."

She looked at the sea of ​​people, to be precise, the heavy snowfall above the sea of ​​people.

Zhao Ning already knew what these people wanted, and knew how to deal with them.

When facing Guan Shi Chu, she could still retain her thoughts, but now standing next to the girl, a sudden burst of hostility broke out in her chest, and she couldn't restrain it.

"Ali," Zhao Ning said, "Tell me, on the day Dingguo's mansion was ransacked, when the heads of the people in Dingguo's mansion were chopped off, did these people also look at it numbly?"

Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyes, closed his eyes because of the wind and snow, and looked at Zhao Ning's eyebrows.

Shen Lie also looked at her.

"There's a chill spreading from my chest to my limbs, and it's chilling down my back," said Zhao Ning. "Aren't people in the world stupid and vicious?"

When saying these words, Zhao Ning's eyes became far away, looking at the vast snow.

Those heavy snows, like low-lying haze, drifted across the world in clusters.

The heavy snowfall in Huzhou back then was even stronger than today.

The world of ice and snow, without an inch of hair, is her.

Her saliva is thick with phlegm, and she is spurned by thousands of people.

Although she loathed and hated those faces, she was too lazy to look back on them in the years to come, disdain to think about them, and felt tired and annoyed when she thought about them, but today, for some reason, she recalled them again.

Decades go by, so fast.

"To me, the world is an idler." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Zhao Ning paused and looked down at her.

"Idlers, that is, people of no importance," Xia Zhaoyi smiled. "I don't care what they say and do, and I don't eat it."

Zhao Ning also smiled: "I think so too, but what if these people have bullied you and done you great harm?"

Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly, looking at Zhao Ning.

"If the injury is unforgivable, then when you have enough ability, you can fight it with an eye." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"What if tens of thousands of people bully you?"

"As long as they are bullied, is there any difference between one or tens of thousands?"

"The law does not blame the public." Zhao Ning said.

Xia Zhaoyi paused, and said softly: "If the law is wrong, blame the public?"

She withdrew her gaze, looked at the heavy-hearted ministers on the snowy ground, and recited these four words lightly in her heart.

No, Xia Zhaoyi really wanted to say that there are only two types of people who can say the words "the law does not punish the public". Words, people who are capable and full of hatred, they will never be kind.

However, thinking about the word "full of hatred", Xia Zhaoyi's brows were full of confusion.

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly thought, second brother, is he really still alive?
Back then when she broke into Daping Square, she intentionally made a scene so that everyone knew about it, and when Shiwen came out, everyone in the world knew about her relationship with Dingguo Duke's Mansion.

During the day, she stood at the gate of Dongping Academy, although she was purely innocent and not for any purpose, but there are so many young sons here, where is her second brother?have you gone?Seeing her standing there, would he be curious about her identity?

Now, in front of the big stone bridge on the Zhao'an River, the flames on both sides are like daylight, and the crowds are like a sea. Where is the second brother?
brother...

Xia Zhaoyi didn't even dare to think about how the second brother felt when he faced the downfall of Dingguo's mansion alone.

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……

The front convoy moved forward slowly.

An Yuping was sitting in the dark carriage, and there was another person in the carriage, the prince of Xuanping Hou, Meng Xiaochuan.

The two did not speak, the wheels ran over the soft snow, and the bumps were not serious.

There was another sound of horseshoes outside the car.

There were too many horseshoes coming and going tonight, and there were even killings and screams, but there were very few people who opened the car curtains to look.

Everyone knows that no matter what happens now, they should protect themselves wisely, and if they can't see or hear, they will live in peace.

An Yuping didn't pay attention to it, but the sound of horseshoes stopped, and someone shouted: "Master An Shishi!"

An Yuping took a break.

Meng Xiaochuan looked at him.

An Yuping raised his hand and lifted the curtain to look out.

A soldier was riding on a horse: "Teacher An was kidnapped by a girl from the Xia family, and now he is kneeling in front of the Zhao'an Bridge to be sentenced. Taifu An looks very miserable. Master An, do you want to go there?"

An Yuping was shocked, and hurriedly got off the carriage: "What are you talking about, my father is in front of Zhao'an Bridge?"

The soldier got off his horse and handed over the rein: "Master An Shishi."

An Yuping looked down at the reins, paused, and reached out to take it.

"An Shishi," Meng Xiaochuan raised the curtain and said, "Are you going?"

An Yuping looked up at him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't go." Meng Xiaochuan said in a deep voice.

Although the heater in the car was burnt out, there was still residual heat. Now standing on the snowy ground, the wind and snow blew violently, and An Yuping's brocade robe and fox fur fluttered in the heavy snow.

His delicate eyebrows were frowned, and the elder brother's words sounded in his ears.

If the eldest brother is here, what will happen now?
Should it be expedient, or should...

But, that was his father!
An Yuping withdrew his gaze, quickly got on his horse, and rode away with his whip.

Meng Xiaochuan looked at his figure, shook his head, and lowered the curtain.

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……

The crowd is getting more and more chaotic and noisy, many people want to squeeze in, and the guards on the street can hardly stop them.

The open space left by the long queue was gradually surrounded by common people, and the crowd rushed to ask what to do.

Xun Fei sent hundreds of forbidden troops to stop them, and at the same time sent people to mobilize troops.

Zhu Xian did not continue anymore, because his voice was completely drowned out.

Now Zhu Xian was sitting on the carriage with his hands down, looking at the ministers who were still reconciling accounts, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

He looked up into the dark night, and really smiled, a knowing smile from the bottom of his heart.

Among these officials, the oldest is a veteran of the three dynasties, and the youngest is only in his early thirties. Everyone will not be clear about the so-called crimes of the Dingguo Mansion.

However, they are now helping to organize, bring to justice, and most importantly, witness.

"Master Zhu." Wei Zong said beside him.

Zhu Xian looked towards him.

"Wait for a few drinks?"

"Hahaha..." Zhu Xian laughed.

He looked at the soldiers and said, "Will they let us go?"

Today, he came here with the intention of dying.

"There are them." Wei Zheng looked at the girls and boys over there.

Zhu Xian also looked over.

"But it's very strange," Wei Zheng said, "Shen Langjun doesn't have a single entourage by his side."

"Ali." Zhu Xian said very lightly.

"Huh?" Wei Zheng raised his eyes to look at him.

"It's amazing," Zhu Xian patted the incrimination letter and indictment on the side, and said, "I've never believed in how far a person can be supernatural. Ever since I met her, I have believed it."

These evidences were sorted out by the girls. They are intricate, logical, and detailed.

Not to mention the time she spent, but Zhu Xian was amazed by the proficiency in writing and the refined expression ability.

(End of this chapter)