Chapter 36 Chapter Thirty-Six

Jing Liang continued: "At that time, we were at war with Jiang Guo, and there happened to be a severe drought, so the king ordered to wish 'burning witches and praying for rain'..." "Ah?!" Gongzi Cong was shocked, "Could it be that you... the wound on your body is... but you are not a witch!" Jing Liang sighed: "Da Zhu palm sacrifices to natural disasters, and the turtle man palms the turtle divination. Everyone says that I am as beautiful as a demon. It is God's will for me to sacrifice. How can I not obey?" Young Master Cong frowned and asked, "Could it be that both Da Zhu and Gui Ren belong to Concubine Fan?"

Jing Liang nodded and said, "At first I thought that Concubine Fan was powerful in the palace, and they were just following her... After so many years, after thinking about all these things carefully, Da Zhu was determined to put me to death. I have nothing to do with him, the only person who can offend is Concubine Fan, then Dazhu must be with Concubine Fan!" Young Master Cong frowned deeply, and pondered: "Could it be...all these things are related to Dazhu..." Jing Liang's eyes were confused, he shook his head noncommittally, and continued: "Listen to me, let's read it together... Originally, the sacrificer must die when he burns the witch to pray for rain, but the gods have pity on him, and he burnt halfway through. The torrential rain extinguished the fire... and saved my life. Later, when I was recovering from my injuries, Empress Hua gave birth to the fifth childe, but the child was stillborn with a harelip, and the king was furious , thought that the heavens had a catastrophe, and many Zhan people, divination people, and turtle people were guilty. Although I did not participate in the tortoise divination of this matter, I was manipulated behind my back and I was also exiled."

Young Master Cong said: "Could it be... that the man behind the scenes is also Dazhu?" Jing Liang nodded slowly: "Apart from him, there will be no one else... On the way to exile, I was seriously injured and near death, and was abandoned in the wilderness. Fortunately, I was rescued by a perfect teacher of this 'Tongjiao', so I followed him to the I stayed in Shanlai for more than ten years... I thought this would be the end of my life, but I never expected to meet brother Cong again, God really treats me well!" Gongzi Cong listened, already shed tears: "But...all this is not ordered by Junfu...why do you hate Junfu?"

Jing Liang shook his head: "Your Majesty knows that your mother and concubine and I are close relatives. If he has the slightest heart to love your mother and concubine, he shouldn't treat me like this, let alone you!" Gongzi Cong sighed: "When you were young, you didn't call me Young Master, you only called me Brother Cong, because you hated Junfu, and you didn't want me to know your status as Young Master?" Jing Liang bowed his head and said nothing, and after a long time, he said: "Since the king doesn't care about your life or death, why should he let you bear the responsibility of a son? I would rather you are just my cousin's son and have nothing to do with the king..."

Gongzi Cong smiled wryly and said, "Uncle...you are not the same, these days...how can you bear to see me suffer like this? Why don't you have the heart to save me?" Jing Liang took the hand of Gongzi Cong, and cried, "I have no choice! Brother Cong, what can I do? My legs are already crippled, and my eyes are half-blind from the smoke. I have to walk a whole way out of the mountain. God, I have no strength to restrain a chicken, and I can't escape with you...Brother Cong, I'm sorry for you..." Gongzi Cong gently brushed away the tears streaming down Jing Liang's cheeks, and said with a smile, "Uncle, uncle...don't cry...I'm fine, I don't blame you..."

Jing Liang held the hand of Gongzi Cong tightly, as if he wanted to transfer the strength of his whole body, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Cong, listen to me, pretend to agree, save this life first." Gongzi Cong shook his head: "No, I can't be an unfilial son who harmed my father..." Jingliang said again: "Then hand over this jade, maybe the superiors will say that they will monitor you for a while, if they say they want to kill you, I have just prepared the medicine for feigning death here, so I should be able to hide it from them, after all I I have been here for more than ten years, loyal and loyal, they never thought that I would meet you... It's just that I will cause you to suffer... I gave the jade, and it was my own idea, and it had nothing to do with you, you never harmed the king , you are not an unfilial son."

Gongzi Cong grinned: "Uncle...you're not lying to yourself? The dark room has a heart, your eyes are like lightning...you can lie to yourself, but I can't!" Jing Liang took Gongzi Cong's hand, pressed it to his chest, and said in a sobbing voice, "Brother Cong... I will be an uncle and beg you on behalf of your mother and concubine, okay? Just agree!" Gongzi Cong also shed tears, but still shook his head lightly: "Let me think about it again, there are still two days left." Jing Liang hugged Gongzi Cong's head and cried, "But these two days will be tortured, how can you survive... how can you survive..."

Suddenly, with a thud, the jade hairpin that tied Gongzi Cong's hair came out and fell on the mat. Jing Liang picked up the jade hairpin, wiped it, and suddenly his whole body was shaken, and he asked in a trembling voice, "This jade hairpin... where did you get it?" Young Master Cong frowned, and said curiously, "What? Yan Wei gave it to me, and said it was given to her by her mother." Jing Liang took a closer look at the hairpin. It was a high-quality mutton fat white jade, with one end carved into a cloud pattern. In the center of the hairpin, there was a bit of bright red color, but it was not floating on the surface, but in the middle of the hairpin, like A piece of black ice contained a drop of blood.When worn on the head, it is hidden by the hair and cannot be seen.

"This... This is the betrothal gift that the king gave to Concubine Fan back then! She and your concubine have one each, and the one of your concubine's is green, but hers is only red." Jing Liang was obviously very surprised. Gongzi Cong frowned deeply: "Are you reading that right?" Jing Liang said: "I will never be wrong! When the betrothal gift came home, I snuggled up to my cousin...your mother and concubine, and played with it for a long time...I often see Concubine Fan wearing it in the palace..." Young Master Cong grabbed the hairpin, frowned and said, "Could it be... Yan Wei is Concubine Fan's daughter?"

Jing Liang said: "I have heard rumors that the young master Heng was not born to Concubine Fan, but she obtained it by stealing her daughter... So after the matter was revealed, she was imprisoned by the king and put to death. Could it be... what you said Yan Wei, is that the princess who exchanged with Young Master Heng?" Gongzi Cong held the hairpin tightly, his hands were trembling, his face was terribly pale.After a long time, Young Master Cong Chi gave a chuckle, and knocked on the stone wall with the hand holding the tail of the hairpin, and the hairpin broke into two pieces.Gongzi Cong threw down the half-cut hairpin, said in a muffled voice: "I'm tired..." and passed out again.

There was a sound of footsteps, Jing Liang was startled, and hurriedly exited the cell, closing the door behind him. I saw a man in white swaying over carrying a food box, it was Tong Shui. "Delicious food is here! Today is the Shangsi Festival, and I made delicious food especially for you!" Tong Li said cheerfully while putting the food box on the table. Jing Liang frowned: "You're very unfamiliar, why didn't Kun Thirty-san come over?" Tong Su smiled and said, "I'm new to the mountain, and I'll take over from him to deliver meals in the future." Jing Liang said lightly: "You put it here, go back first, and come to get the food box next time." Tong Shi smiled again: "How can that be done! This is a delicacy specially prepared for the Shangsi Festival, you must listen to me clearly." Then, he opened the food box and took out the contents one by one. "This is tauzhen, but it's not made of meat. It's made of honeycomb, but it tastes exactly like meat! This is liver, which is made of bamboo fungus wrapped in pickled dodder melon and roasted. This is... ... Hey! What's wrong with that little brother? Is he sick?" As he spoke, he put down the food box and rushed into the cell. Jing Liang hurriedly blocked the door, angrily said: "He is a repeat offender, you are not allowed to enter without permission, leave quickly!" Tong Shu smiled all over his face: "Always listen to me, such a well-prepared dish." At this moment, Gongzi Cong groaned slightly, as if he had woken up. Jing Liang was afraid that Mr. Cong would say something he shouldn't have said if he was half-drowsy, so he hurriedly opened the door, walked over to hold his hand, and said softly, "Are you awake?" Then he said in a very low voice. Sentence: "There are outsiders, don't talk too much." Tong Shu looked into the prison room, but saw a person lying on the mat with a little blood on the white clothes behind his back, but he couldn't see his face at all. He couldn't help being a little disappointed, and then he introduced loudly: "This is a honeycomb made of honey." ; this one is liver glutinous rice made of bamboo fungus and dodder melon; this one is pickled, not beef and mutton, but lotus root; It's made from thinly sliced ​​mushrooms..." Gongzi Cong suddenly raised his arms, straightened his upper body, and said, "You...you come and talk, I can't hear you clearly." Tong Shui was overjoyed when he heard Gongzi Cong's voice, and hurriedly dodged into the cell, Jing Liang stretched out his hand to stop him, but he bypassed him lightly and cleverly. Seeing Gongzi Cong's face, Tong Shui was overjoyed, he put his hand on Gongzi Cong's armpit, smiled and nodded. Gongzi Cong brushed aside the messy hair covering his forehead, looked at Tong Shu's face carefully, and stretched out a hand to stroke along Tong Shu's hairline, as if checking whether this person was really Tong Shu or someone else. Changing into his appearance, Tong Shu couldn't help but smile wryly, this son Cong's suspicion is still so serious. "Are you Tong Rate?" Gong Zi Cong seemed to be in a daze, and said these four words softly. Tong Shi was in a hurry and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so he immediately wanted to turn around and restrain Jing Liang.But he heard Gongzi Cong say again: "He is my uncle, one of my own..." Tong Lv then stopped. Gongzi Cong asked again: "Did your father send you to save me?" Tong Shui said, "Yes, I'm with Li Qichen." A weary smile broke out on Gongzi Cong's face: "That's the menu for your first meal in Yin Valley, thank you for remembering it." Tong Shui said angrily: "Nonsense, our first meal was mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and rainwater. I haven't settled the bill with you yet! I knew you were suspicious. I worked so hard to win your trust." Done so much." Gongzi Cong said softly: "I'm sorry...for troubling you..." As he spoke, he closed his eyes, and two lines of tears rolled down from his eyes. Seeing him like this, Tong Shui was at a loss, "Have you been tortured? Is it very painful?" As he spoke, he lifted the silk garment covering Gongzi Cong's body. As soon as the clothes were opened, the wounds on Gongzi Cong's body were exposed. They were criss-crossed, blue and purple, new wounds overlapped with old wounds, and many skins were torn and bleeding. Up to the shoulders, there was not even an inch of intact skin.After seeing it, Tong Shui took a step back in shock, his face flushed red, he turned around and grabbed Jing Liang's lapel, and said angrily, "Who did this?! How could you treat him like this!"