The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 384:
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Feng Zhiwei opened her eyes wide in confusion, the tears in the corners of her eyes had long dried. At this moment, she was only waiting for the sound of the flute, wondering what the next movement would be.
The flute sounded again, slightly low, with a bit of confusion and helplessness, which made people's hearts tighten. Feng Zhiwei clasped her fingers slightly, waiting for the flute sound to sink into eternal sadness in her own heartbeat.
However, the sound of the flute did not remain low, but gradually became gentle, soft and delicate like the drizzle in three springs, sneaking in with the wind to moisten things silently, not shaking with alarm, not seizing forcefully, shallow and patient, lingering over and over again Meandering, like a breeze wandering in the vast universe, nowhere to be found, but everywhere.
In such a casual melody, Feng Zhiwei suddenly felt tired. Listening to this flute performance was like listening to a person's ups and downs of his life's mental journey. At the end of the day, prosperity will fade away. I hope the years will be quiet. .
The ups and downs of the sea of mind gradually become peaceful as if being illuminated by the moonlight.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In the dream, there was still the faint sound of the flute, so faint and tirelessly comforting for a long time.
At dawn, Feng Zhiwei opened her eyes and felt full of energy and energy, and her eyes were so bright that they could kill someone.
Although she has never suffered from insomnia in the past two years, she has been dreaming a lot. She is plagued by nightmares and mentally tired. She has also asked Zong Chen to prescribe medicine, but it has little effect. It is a heart disease, she knows.
Last night, I listened to the flute in the dark cell, and somehow I got in tune with my mood. I fell into a deep sleep without even realizing it. I didn’t even have a dream. This night in the dark cell was the best sleep I had in two years.
Recalling that she had been vaguely hearing the sound of the flute in her dream last night, Feng Zhiwei was secretly grateful. She didn’t know how long that person had been playing. This kind of blowing method is very harmful to the body, but it is better not to cause internal injuries. I think someone with such skill and level can , it was probably Zong Chen, and he didn’t know where he learned the new tune. Feng Zhiwei planned to wait for this matter to be over and thank him in person.
Hua Qiong saw that she looked good, and said with a smile: "I kept hearing the sound of the flute last night, did it bother you?"
"You think it's noisy?" Feng Zhiwei looked at her in surprise.
"No, it sounds good, but I don't feel anything." Hua Qiong stretched and stood up.
Feng Zhiwei remained silent, thinking about what tune he was playing to whom. If he didn’t have the right mood, his feelings would naturally be different.
Last night, she originally thought that something was going to happen, so she didn't close her eyes. She didn't want to be calm. She even fell asleep by herself. She didn't know how much effort Zong Chen put into setting up guards outside.
With a creak, the cell door above opened, and a man whose face could not be seen clearly stood at the door and said loudly: "The Minister of Rites, Wei Zhi, will interrogate..."
Hua Qiong's face lit up with joy when she heard the words "conduct trial!" and said with a smile: "Okay, convene trial!"
The joint trial of the three judicial divisions can at least prevent the Ministry of Punishment and the family from tampering with the confessions in the case files. It is impossible to extort confessions through severe torture.
It is a simple sentence to review, but it is not easy to actually do it in this situation. Feng Zhiwei was lost in thought for a while and smiled.
Peng Pei, with a sullen face, came down with a group of chiefs of the Criminal Department. With a wave of his hand, the yamen officer stepped forward and opened the cell door. He held a set of ordinary chains in his hand, raised his hand to Feng Zhiwei, and said a little embarrassed: "This is a rule. If you feel wronged, you will be fine."
Feng Zhi smiled slightly and stretched out his hand, but Gu Nanyi suddenly snorted across from him.
He broke off the yamen servant's finger yesterday with a stone. The yamen servant trembled with fright and quickly touched another pair of smaller chains on his body.
Gu Nanyi snorted again, lowered his head and searched on the ground, probably looking for stones.
The yamen servant had no choice but to finally take out a thin chain that was probably for women, and said with a grimace: "Sir, this is the lightest one..."
Feng Zhiwei smiled at Gu Nanyi, mouthed "Wait for me to go home with you", and cooperatively asked people to put on the shackles. Peng Pei and others had been standing far away on the steps, away from Zheng Zheng. Hua Qiong, who was roasting walnuts over the fire, stayed far away, fearing that if they came closer, the crazy woman would lift the brazier onto them.
Hua Qiong grinned at them, thinking you were smart.
Feng Zhiwei was escorted out by a large group of guards. Hua Qiong suddenly said loudly: "Peng Pei, I heard that your daughter married a Minnan Li family and just gave birth to a son? Congratulations, I heard that your grandson was born. Seven pounds and eight taels? Quite strong? Congratulations, I heard that your son has just filled the post of treasurer of the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War? He is a fat vacancy, congratulations!"
Peng Pei suddenly staggered when Hua Qiong reported everything about his family in a few words...
The interrogation hall of the Three Law Divisions is still located in the Ministry of Punishment, with the Ministry of Punishment presiding over the trial, the Dali Temple Metropolitan Procuratorate co-hearing, the two great bachelors Hu Shengshan and Wu Yuanming, all the princes, and the great **** Jia Gonggong of Jiuyi Palace next to Emperor Tiansheng hearing the trial - quite a lot A luxurious lineup. The last time there was a similar lineup was when Wu Guogong was planning a rebellion at the founding of the country.
Several princes, one by one, lined up on the left side of the lobby, all drinking tea slowly. Among them, Ning Yi couldn't help coughing. The second prince looked sideways and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the sixth man today?" , was it too hard yesterday? Or didn’t you sleep at all last night?”
"How can the second brother be so hardworking?" Ning Yi clenched his hands into fists and put them on his lips to cough a few times, his voice slightly hoarse. I guess it’s because I’m lonely in spring? My second brother has always been very energetic, so why can’t he catch the rain and dew now? Haha.”
The smile on the face of the second prince froze - the princes all have concubines in their palaces, some are taken in by themselves, and some are given by their brothers. It doesn't matter the former, but everyone knows that they are secret agents. The second prince originally thought that he had cleaned up all the concubines in the palace, but all the concubines that Ning Yi sent over had been dismissed by other ideas. He didn't want to listen to Ning Yi's tone, but the concubines in his backyard often acted like wives. , and had contact with the female relatives of his subordinates, and Lao Liu actually knew about it!
He was thinking about how to clean up again when he returned home, so he forgot to continue sarcastic, and just laughed and fooled him.
"The criminal was brought to..."
The eyebrows of the princes and officials with brilliant feathers on the seats all jumped, and they couldn't help but sit up straight. Only Ning Yi was still half-leaning, frowning slightly, feeling that this title was added to Feng Zhiwei. It really doesn't sound pleasant to my ears.
The crisp and subtle sound of shackles sounded, and Ning Yi frowned again. Then he saw a young man in plain robes walking slowly in the light and shadow of the sun in front of the hall door.