The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia nodded silently, and the emperor behind her anger interrupted her questioning: "Don't ask if there are any of these! First, confess the murder of the princess, one hundred fifty or ten!"

Lu Zhiyuan lowered his head and said, "I took the fake Jiuluan hairpin and hid secretly outside the princess's mansion, and followed her to Pingkangfang. The princess who was stuck on the road got out of the car and was smoothly led by me. I was in chaos. He took her to no one, confessed to her the crime of killing the **** in her house and that Sun Yanzi, told her that my daughter was wronged, and asked her to save Di Cui. But she didn't even look at it. I glanced at the grass on the ground and sneered. I knelt on the ground and begged her to let Dali Temple release Di Cui. But the princess was in a very bad mood, so we only asked us father and daughter to wash our necks and wait. Say... she said, not only you are going to die, but your daughter can't live!"

The emperor heard him tell about what Princess Tongchang looked like before she died. Sitting in a chair, he seemed to have his daughter's unbridled, proud and self-willed appearance in front of him again. The sharp and thin facial features are like the most easily broken ice, but they are still so stubborn and stubborn.

The emperor felt that his chest was so painful that he could barely breathe. He firmly grasped the arm of the chair and stared at Lu Zhiyuan, but he could not squeeze out a word.

"At that time, I was terrified. If the princess leaves, Di Cui and I will die... I have killed two enemies, and I am getting older. What does death matter to me? Ke Di Cui...Dicui is so young, just like the bud that she just pulled out, how can she die with me?" Lu Zhiyuan said here, finally turning back to the silence before, and he thumped his chest with his fist excitedly. As if to vomit the blood there, "At that moment, at that moment, I suddenly thought...Two people have died in connection with this matter...If the princess is also dead, it can be proved that she is in Dali Temple. Di Cui, she... is she innocent?"

Among the quiet people in the hall, Lu Zhiyuan's voice was hoarse and dry, but everyone didn't know how to respond.

"So, I just... caught up with her and pierced the hairpin into her heart..."

Concubine Guo Shu made a crazy cry, and she was about to rush to the hall. The **** and maid beside her hurriedly pulled her back, but couldn't stop her from crying, "Your Majesty, Ling Hui... Ling Hui died in the hands of such a villain! Your Majesty..."

The emperor sat on the chair, as if he could not hear or see at all. He just sat there, and the great grief overwhelmed him, making him unable to move for a while.

Huang Zixian whispered: "Lv Zhiyuan, the whole Chang'an City is saying that you dislike your daughter, drive her out of the house, and you are greedy for money and shameless... However, I know that all of this is just for you to protect your daughter Di Cui. In fact, from the moment she was insulted by Sun Feizi, you were already determined to take revenge. Wei Ximin is the **** of the princess mansion, and the princess mansion has the heart to protect him. You know that you can’t take the road of the government, the only way, Just do it yourself and committed suicide!"

Her gaze fell on Zhang Xingying, whose eyes widened in disbelief, and his face was bleak. After a long pause, she continued: "But you know, if this matter is revealed, not only will you die, your daughter" , Will definitely be implicated by you, and you will be exiled if you die. So the moment you made up your mind to kill, you drove Di Cui away. You threw a rope to her and forced her to seek death, which is actually I want to sever ties with her in public and let her fly far away without being involved. However, I think you must follow her secretly. Otherwise, how can you unbiasedly find Zhang Xingying's house and be bumped by Di Cui?"

Lu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said vaguely: "I...I went to Zhang's house to see her secretly several times. Although I was very careful, I was discovered by Di Cui once... So I said I was here to ask for a betrothal gift, thinking The Zhang family can’t make up so much money. I hope that Di Cui is safest to leave the capital and fly high. Who knows she is so stupid, I really think I’m the tiger wolf father, and stole the painting of Zhang’s family to me, saying It’s worth ten dollars. I said it’s not worth it, and she told me that there are three ways to die. I saw that the first one just seemed to kill a person with a thunderbolt from the sky, and I suddenly remembered the one I had just killed. Wei Ximin. So when I was killing Sun Leizi, I heard that he was not going out, so I was inspired by the second painting. No matter how the iron cage is, there are always gaps. And the craft I learned in the crossbow team just happened to be usable. On. As for the third picture..."

When he said this, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Dicui encountered this...We all sympathize with her. However, the princess is also considered unintentional after all. Qian Guansuo and her family are even more innocent. You should not involve them." Huang Zixia sighed lightly, "and What I admire most is that you pretended to be so good that you not only deceived us, but even your own daughter."

"Maybe...because I am really bad for Di Cui." His voice was hoarse and his eyes fell on a void in the sky. He looked there as if he saw his daughter standing in front of him, like a person who is about to die. The only thing left around him is mediocre, cherishingly, measuring his daughter's illusory face inch by inch. Huang Zixia heard his muttering voice, like a dream: "When I was just born, I didn't like this daughter... She was born prematurely, and Chunniang died of blood collapse after giving birth to her. I could only be stunned. Holding her just born, sitting on the bedside watching Chun Niang's face slowly turning white and then slowly turning blue..."

At that time, he looked down at the crying child in his arms, because of this crumpled little baby, his wife was gone. At that moment, he just wanted to throw the child to the ground in exchange for Chun Niang's life.

But, she was such a small, premature child, lying in his arms like a kitten, crying, her red face wrinkled like a frog, so ugly, so weak, so he could only He hugged her tightly, buried his face on her swaddle, and began to cry.

He was poor since he was a child, and worked as a soldier for another ten years. Only in his thirties did he meet Chunniang, the only woman willing to marry him. They were in a good relationship after marriage, but Chunniang never got pregnant. They burned incense and prayed, and finally had this child. Who knew that as soon as she arrived, they took away the person he thought he could accompany him to the end of his life.

What is even more annoying is that she is still a girl.

Boys can grow up by throwing them in the grass, and when they are a little older, they can take them into the water to fish and go up the mountain to shoot birds. Someone will accompany him to drink a pot of wine, work hard together, and boil with blood. This is his son, who will one day grow more luxuriant and robust than himself.

But he had only one daughter, soft as a rose bud, and would be blown away by the spring breeze if he was not careful. He could only ask Aunt Wu next door to help her take a bath, wash her daughter's wet pants in shame, and awkwardly put her ugly braids... She grew up day by day, from a premature baby who was skinned like a frog. Such a delicate and beautiful girl. This made him more and more worried. He didn't know who would eventually remove this rose bud and plant it in someone else's flowerpot. After that, whether she was in full bloom or withered, he could no longer protect it.

Why did Chunniang give birth to a daughter? What was left to him was destined to be lonely. His temper is getting worse and worse, he is more and more likely to yell at his well-behaved daughter, and he is more and more envious of people with sons.

In seventeen years, a single father pulled a child and raised her from a lump of meat less than four catties into a beautiful, considerate and capable girl. The hard work of these ten years is beyond imagination. He also guarded Di Cui who had a fever for one night and one night without closing his eyes; he also guarded Di Cui who was hanging out with others at the street and scolded him; The grass on her grave chatted with her, her daughter really looks like you...

He also went to find a woman and tried to give birth to a son, but that woman abused Di Cui behind his back, which made him unbearable, and finally drove her away by drinking madness. At that time, he was over fifty and finally died of this heart. He thought, maybe in his life, that's it. Lonely, dead, let Di Cui bury herself next to Chunniang, and spend her whole life in vain.

Time is so fast, in the blink of an eye, the daughter who is babbling like a powder and called Ada has become a girl who puts a white orchid in her hair. She is curled and tender, tender and bright. There are often teenagers who make an excuse to buy joss sticks to him. In the shop, just to take a look at her.

At that time, he was both worried and joyful. He critically sent away matchmakers one after another because he felt that no man in the world was worthy of his daughter.

However, what he didn't expect was that his daughter, who was smiling all day long, would suddenly encounter the most unbearable fate because of going to the princess's mansion to send joss sticks.

Sun Leizi preached the scandal everywhere, and the whole city of Chang'an was talking about his daughter's misfortune. Di Cui secretly hid the wax skewer and wanted to find Sun Feizi desperately. He found out that he was always staring at her, and took the wax skewer and gave her a slap.

That was the only time Di Cui had beaten her since she became a girl.

No one knew, he had made up his mind in his heart at that time.

He wants to keep his daughter; he wants to return blood with blood to clear the shame that Di Cui bears; he wants to dispel her nightmare and let her live again.

"Why, the emperor's daughter, just because she is in a bad mood, she can dictate my daughter's fate and throw my daughter to jail?" In Lu Zhiyuan's eyes, muddy tears slid down his wrinkled cheeks, dripping. Falling on the green brick floor. He seemed to be talking to himself, and said very lowly, "Seventeen years, I spent seventeen years to raise my daughter from such a small baby to such a good woman... My whole life, Just such a child, I'm just the cheapest craftsman, I can't give her noble family, can't give her monstrous power, can't give a full house of wealth... But even if I lose my life, I must let my daughter. , Live well!"

Huang Zixia only felt a warm blood surge in her chest, making her eyes sore and burning. She was holding back her tears, but she couldn't help but the figure of her father appeared before her eyes.

When she was in Yizhou, after being blamed by her father, she reluctantly refused to eat. Mother brought the soup cake and persuaded her to eat it. She turned her head, but happened to see her father hiding under the tree in front of the court, paying attention to her secretly.

When she saw him at a glance, his father suddenly turned his face, pretending that he was just passing by, and walked to the depths of the courtyard.

She still remembers that Nikko cast the shadows of the branches of the garden tree on her father's body. The clear shadows didn't bother me at the time, but at this time, she still remembered them, as if the shadows were not reflected. On her father's clothes, it was painted on her heart with blood.

She didn't know how long she had been in a daze, but Li Shubai touched her lightly, and she recovered.

Lu Zhiyuan was still kneeling in the hall, and the guards had put him on shackles.

Cui Chunzhan sat in the hall, slammed the gavel, and then paused before asking: "Kneel down the prisoner, you killed Princess Tongchang, the **** Wei Ximin of the Princess's Mansion, and the resident Sun Feizi of Daningfang in the capital. The evidence is conclusive. The evidence is complete. Yes, do you want to do it?"

"Yes." His voice was decisive and clear.

Cui Chunzhan glanced at the back hall and saw that the emperor was still sitting motionless in the chair despite the violent chest rise and fall, then turned his head and asked Lu Zhiyuan: "What else do you have to say?"

Lu Zhiyuan was silent for a moment.

Standing diagonally behind him, Zhang Xingying opened his eyes wide, expecting that he would turn his head, talk to himself about his daughter, and tell him that he would entrust Di Cui to himself.

But no, Lu Zhiyuan finally shook his head silently.

Cui Chunzhan looked at the emperor again. The emperor's face was still blue and white, but his breath finally calmed down. His lips moved slightly, and he said four words to Cui Chunzhan: "Ling Chi will be executed."

Cui Chunzhan was taken aback for a moment. Before he could speak, he only heard a "plop". Lu Zhiyuan's face was blue and purple, and he fell to the court.

In the confusion of exclaim, Zhou Ziqin was the first to run, and quickly probed his breath, then opened his mouth and looked at it, stunned.

Huang Zixia quickly asked: "What's the matter?"

"He should have hidden the poison wax pill in his mouth a long time ago. I don't know when he bit him. Now he has... died from the poison, and there is no cure."

Huang Zixia squatted down blankly, looked at his dark and purple face, and was silent.

Zhou Ziqin glanced at her and said in a low voice, "Also."

She sighed and stood up to report to the emperor. The emperor's hand gripped the handrail, and the veins appeared, and she furiously said: "Dead? Just like this, how can I vent the hatred in my heart!"

Concubine Guo Shu cried: "Your Majesty, doesn't he still have a daughter? This kind of thief...he must die and not live in peace!"

The emperor asked sternly: "Where is his daughter? He ran away, and I want his daughter to suffer all kinds of cuts for him!"

Zhou Ziqin jumped up in fright at once, Huang Zixian's eyes were quick, and she grabbed him and motioned him not to move.

"Your Majesty..." Cui Chunzhan said with a horror, "It is his daughter Lu Dicui who was ordered to be framed by your majesty after just... fainting."

The emperor then remembered the incident before, and he was furious, but because it was his own will, he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent, he threw his sleeves and shouted: "Search now! Turn the entire capital city over. Come and catch her too!"