The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 378:
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When their eyes touched, Feng Zhiwei suddenly smiled softly.
Her smile was not as distant and indifferent as usual, like looking at flowers in the mist, as close as it was actually far away. Instead, it was gentle and gentle, with watery eyes, a hint of relief and joy. Ning Yi's heart trembled when he saw this, and he remembered this in a daze. It has been a long time since I saw her. The last time I saw her was in Nanhai more than a year ago. She was seriously ill and bedridden. She personally served the soup and medicine. Every time I gave her medicine and wiped her mouth, she smiled softly.
That smile softened the setting sun and rippled the stars and the moon, and made people's hearts leap into the floating clouds, rippling around them. Even if they fell asleep at night, they would still be dreaming, which was still sweet.
Afterwards, that smile became a memory. I thought about it over and over again in the cold night, and finally started to wonder whether that smile never really existed, and was just my imagination.
Now, we finally meet again.
Although that smile was as short-lived as a spark in the midst of heavy siege, he couldn't help but curve his lips slightly, gently lowered the sedan curtain, and smiled slightly in the darkness.
Feng Zhiwei and Gu Nanyi got into the specially-made iron carriages of the Ministry of Punishment respectively and drove towards the Ministry of Punishment. A thousand guards escorted them all the way. There was only a gap in the carriage for ventilation. Halfway through, Feng Zhiwei heard something above her head. There were three slight snatching sounds.
She stretched out her fingers and clicked on the roof of the iron carriage and responded. There was a sound of wind passing above her head.
Zong Chen brought someone to protect her along the way, but she could not enter the Penal Department prison for a while. Zong Chen asked if he could find a way to sneak in from the guards now, but Feng Zhiwei refused.
After a while, the song of birds came again, and the car went a little further. When it turned a corner, it suddenly lurched.
The guardsmen hurriedly protected the two vehicles tightly, and then gathered together to see what was going on. They found that an iron tenon on the side wheel of the carriage was a little loose, and hurriedly knocked it tight with a knife.
A group of people poked their buttocks and looked at the bottom of the carriage. They didn't notice that someone was falling from the branches of the big tree on the roadside like fallen leaves. They fell together like springs. Two small bottles had fallen from the gap in the roof of the carriage. Go down.
Feng Zhiwei hid the vial in her sleeve.
The carriage arrived at the Ministry of Punishment very quickly. Without getting off the car, it walked directly inward and then down. Listening to the sound, it turned out that it was the heaviest death row set up underground by the Ministry of Punishment.
A sneer appeared on Feng Zhiwei’s lips.
Ordinarily, with her status, she is on the same level as the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. The usual saying is - invite me to drink tea. Although it is not really tea, it is appropriate to be given a separate room with all the utensils. At most They just don’t have freedom, and when the trial starts, they are politely invited out, and no one will show their face - they are all high-ranking officials, and the forces behind them are intertwined. Who knows if they will one day make a comeback and settle the accounts thirty years later? Who knows if there will be any tyrannical forces backing it? Even if you are about to go to the execution ground, you will be given good food and drink for the last journey. This is the routine way for the officials of the Three Laws to mingle in the officialdom.
But when it comes to yourself, there is an exception.
Wei Zhi was an independent man, with no support from all sides, but with an astonishing power. In the final analysis, he relied on the love of Emperor Tiansheng. Once Emperor Tiansheng showed any signs of not wanting to be seen, of course everyone would fall to the ground.
Emperor Tiansheng may not have issued an order to embarrass himself, but there are too many things that go against the will in the officialdom. As long as someone with a heart can delay it for a few more days, will he fall into the Ministry of Punishment and be a mermaid?
What's more, isn't this Minister of the Ministry of Justice the former Minister of the Ministry of Rites? It was too coincidental that she had come back and missed him. I am afraid that this person would also be angry with her.
All the way down, the carriage finally stopped. When Feng Zhiwei got out of the car, a guard from the Royal Forest Army was waiting at the door. He said politely but indifferently: "Sir, the rules of the Ministry of Punishments are here. Please be patient." He said that he held a black cloth in his hand. The article shook.
Feng Zhiwei let him blindfold her eyes without any objection. Gu Nanyi refused to be approached and grabbed the belt to tie it up.
As they walked further and further down the stairs, they felt they were being led into a cell. Feng Zhiwei suddenly stopped and said, "Where is Brother Gu?"
"Sir, you should know the rules. Accomplices must be detained separately." One person replied stiffly.
"What accomplice?" Feng Zhiwei suddenly turned against the good talk along the way and sneered, "The trial of the Third Law Division has not yet begun, I have not yet resigned from my position, and His Majesty has not issued a decree to convict me, so where is the case? Where did the crime come from?"
There was silence for a while, and there seemed to be some vague noise. Then the voice was the same as before, slightly gentler, and said: "I made a mistake, my lord, please forgive me, but Mr. Gu is very skilled in martial arts, and your Majesty has personally asked that he not be in the same cell with you. Detention, please don’t embarrass us.”
"Okay." Feng Zhiwei said, "Lock him opposite me. I want to be able to see him at any time."
Gu Nanyi suddenly said: "If you don't agree, I will kill you immediately."
The man was startled. Looking at Gu Nanyi's expression, he knew that this kind of person would not lie or give in. He seemed a little hesitant and turned his head to ask for instructions. After a while, he replied: "Then I have to ask Mr. Gu. Wear heavy shackles, otherwise it will be difficult for the officials to agree to this matter."
Feng Zhiwei frowned slightly. She was worried that the jailer would harm Gu Nanyi by putting the shackles on and off. She was about to say forget it, but Gu Nanyi immediately said: "Bring it here."
After a while, several jailors came over. The sound of the shackles behind them was dragging on the floor. Listening to the breathing, they knew that these were the heaviest black iron shackles in the Ministry of Punishment. Thousand-year black iron, even several people could not lift it. Once the shackles are put on the body, an idler will be exhausted to death overnight, and an expert will be slaughtered.
Feng Zhiwei didn't want Gu Nanyi to be pinched by these villains, so she immediately said: "That's all, just take care of where you are, sir."
She thought that as long as she was not handcuffed, Gu Nanyi's martial arts skills would prevent anyone from being harmed even if they were not in her sight.
Gu Nanyi immediately said: "No, opposite side."
Then Feng Zhiwei warmed her hand, and Gu Nanyi had already held her hand. God knows there were so many people, and he was surrounded by black cloth. How could he find her hand so accurately? Gu Nanyi held it tightly. She exerted some force with her fingers, and heat penetrated her skin. Feng Zhiwei heard a low voice, forced into her ears.
"I couldn't be there last time, but I want to accompany you this time."
Feng Zhiwei was startled, and then understood that he was referring to the time when he was interrogated in the secret cell in Pucheng. He must have hated and blamed himself for not being by her side that time. Listening to his tone now, it was a little bit... Rejoicing and joyful.