Jun Jiuling

The sound is gentle but with the clearness of the juvenile. It sounds like a breeze in a dark and depressed cell, which makes people feel shocked.

The old lady is not only a shock, but the whole person is shaking, and she can't say what the lips are shaking.

"Little brother!" Fang Yuxiu has already shouted, watching the young people who did not know when they came over and stood behind them.

The cell was dark, and although it had adapted to the light, she still could not see the young man's face.

This boy is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar with the sound, strange is like.

She has never seen the younger brother standing.

In the dark cell, he couldn't see his clothes, and he saw him standing quietly, and he immediately described it in four words.

The scenery is beautiful.

Her younger brother is the most beautiful and beautiful in the world.

Fang Yuxiu only shouted the younger brother's two words, and the tears flowed out and choked.

Fortunately, Fang Yuxiu shouted a younger brother, otherwise they were not talking to the women of the old one and the other two. The officials on the side did not know who the person was.

This is the young master of the Fang family.

The officials present and the entourage examined him.

Sure enough, it’s just that the skinny little looks thinner than the same age, and it’s been a disease for ten years.

"Second sister." Fang Chengyu shouted to Fang Yuxiu, "Let your grandmother sit down."

Fang Yuxiu raised his hand and rubbed his tears and nodded to support the old lady.

Mrs. Fang is like a child who can't walk. She hasn't been so obedient when she is so big. She is helped to sit down and sit down.

"Chengyu." She finally said dumbly, "You are back."

Fang Chengyu’s laughter is.

"When the matter over there was finished, I immediately rushed back." He said, "Grandma, second sister, let me rest, give it to me."

The tears that Fang Yuxiu stopped stopped blurring his eyes again.

Mrs. Fang also feels that her throat is hot.

After so many years, I never thought I could hear this sentence.

Let's rest and give it to me.

This party can only hold and hold her, and when she is old, she will give her daughter-in-law to continue doing what she has done.

If you are tired, you can’t think about it and you can’t stop.

She thought that this sentence could not be heard in this life.

I didn't expect to hear it so soon.

“Yeah,” she said. “Let's go.”

Fang Chengyu responded that he did not go straight to the prison. Instead, he was sitting next to the courtesy of several officials.

The officials did not speak, and Fang Chengyu did not say anything grateful. After the ceremony, he turned and walked into the cell.

The railings in the cell were unloaded, and the original narrow space became slightly more open.

At this time, there are two people tied to the criminal frame here, it is Li Xianling and Song Yunping.

The two had been half-closed and dead. After Fang Chengyu came in, they opened their eyes. Because they knew that Fang Chengyu was cured, they didn't feel shocked. Instead, they sneered a few times and closed their eyes.

Fang Chengyu stopped in front of the Li County Order.

"You don't have to plan to say nothing, waiting for someone to speak for you," he said.

Li Xianling just smiled and didn't lift his eyes.

"I don't know where I offended you, your family is so harmful to me." He said, "What are you saying, I have nothing to say."

Fang Chengyu looked at him and nodded.

"Yes, what we say is what we are, so we intend to convict you for rebellion," he said.

The eyes of Li Xianling are slightly enlarged.

Fang Chengyu did not give him the opportunity to speak.

"Li Daren, you are a 20-year-old scholar, and he has been an official for more than 20 years." He said warmly, "I definitely know what it means to betray."

He said that he pointed his finger in one direction.

"You will be beheaded in the East Street of Yangcheng. You don't need to **** to Beijing, don't review it."

Said and smiled again.

"That means we don't give you the chance to see others and talk."

Li Xian made a sneer in his eyes.

"When did Yangcheng have a Shanxi king?" he said faintly.

This made the officials sitting around look awkward. In fact, their original look was not very good, just as the waiting officials said, the three generations of the suffering tribe were almost folded in the hands of the people. Clear and understandable.

But when asked, how can you be more embarrassed?

Also convicted and asked to come out.

The eyes of the people faintly looked at a man sitting in it. The man was about fifty, describing the leanness. At this time, he looked solemn and could not see the anger.

This is the Taiyuan prefect of Ma Shengzhi.

This time he was leading, but since he entered the cell, he did not say anything.

The same is true now, and there is no light cough or a word to remind attention.

He did not speak, and other officials also took back their eyes.

Fang Chengyu still looks the same, and does not seem to feel that he is not suitable at all.

"You don't have to think that this is appropriate." He looked at Li Xianling and smiled. "You just need to know if we can do this. We have done so many things, adults. There is also a score in my heart."

Let's take a few steps back.

"Not much gossip, Li Daren, so you said that you were staring at our family more than 20 years ago and planning?"

Listening to Fang Chengyu said that Mrs. Fang sat up straight from the chair.

"Whatever you say." Li County said not salty and not light.

Fang Chengyu did not care about his death.

"I got your resume." He said, it seems that thinking is also narrating. "You were a senior in the 20s, and you have served as the main book of Lu Ting, Taizhou, the army, the county of Anyang, the county of Anyang, the county magistrate, the county. Huijie judgment."

He said fluently, and at the same time reached out and gently clicked in front of him, and finally stopped.

"Today, Yangcheng County."

For three to five years, the first two years have passed.

"And the place where you have been in the past looks carefully in Henan, Shanxi."

Fang Chengyu took a stroke.

"As a result, you have met the Henan military commander Wang Caijun, the uncle of Wang Jiang."

I heard Li County smile here.

"You have studied my resume very well, but what about it? I only met with your family when I came to Yangcheng. As you said, I have lived in so many places and many people have met. There are mixed cultures and martial arts, and there are many rogues in the cellar. What are the problems? Do you ask the officials present who don’t know some military commanders?” he said.

Fang Chengyu shook his head at him.

"No, no, there is no problem with this. If there is a problem, it is that others have been promoted by the camp, and you have stayed in this place for so many years."

He reached out and drew a circle again.

“The place near our home is an official, and it has never changed in more than 20 years.”

Li Zhixian laughed and said, Fang Chengyu waved his hand.

"I know, these are all fine," he said, looking at Li Zhixian again. "You have never had any involvement with our family for the past 20 years, except for one year."

one year?

The people present were looking at Fang Chengyu.

"You have a cousin who used to be a county magistrate in Dongping. In Yongxian for three years to Yongxian six years, when you joined the Taizhou army, it was coincidentally."

He looked at Li Xianling,

"You just stared at my great-grandfather at this time."

Fang Chengyu’s great-grandfather was a native of Dongping County. When he was 30, he left his hometown to come to Shanxi.

Li Xianju haha ​​smiled.

"What does this have to do with me? Is it true that my cousin has been a county magistrate of your family? I should have a deep hatred for you?" he said, "Is your family a victim of paranoia? See who is harming you." People, you ask, are the officials here, or their relatives, have any relationship with Dongping County?"

This is indeed ridiculous, and the officials present here have low opinions.

Mrs. Fang looked at Fang Chengyu with some concerns and some anxiety.

Fang Chengyu's face is still mild, looking at Li Xiaoling's order.

"Forever five years, you have been to Dongping County," he said.

"Jokes, can't I go?" Li County sneered.

"September 18, you are in Funiu Mountain." Fang Chengyu said, "You saw it, right?"

When the words were exported, the old lady stood up fiercely, and Li Xianling finally changed.