At the wide Meridian Gate, Qinxin's voice was as weak as an oriole whose neck could be broken at any time. But no matter how weak the bird was, it still wanted to flap its wings and fly before it died, "A few years ago, when the Headmaster was drunk, we accidentally heard that he had buried something in the mausoleum of the late emperor — that stone tablet. In fact, we know that in the past few years, he had countless thoughts of not caring about anything and risking his life to take revenge on the court. But because he was burdened by us, he was afraid that we wouldn't be able to survive in this cannibalistic world. So, time and time again, he forced himself to restrain himself. He waited for ten years, waiting for us to grow up, waiting for his hair to turn white.
In the years that followed, we couldn't help but wander around the mausoleum. At that time, we were ignorant and didn't know what we wanted to do. Until one day, we found out that the vegetable seller, Li Yu, was secretly doing business with Liu Laosan. Then an idea suddenly appeared in our minds. Maybe this was an opportunity given to us by God? He was hinting that the time had come and we had grown up. We had waited for so many years. If we missed this opportunity, we might not have any hope in our lives. So, we followed Liu Laosan's vine and found Ling 'er. Liu Laosan … Liu Laosan … "
Qinxin's nails dug deep into the flesh of her palm. She looked at Liu Laosan and his wife with resentment and said angrily, "What a beast! Ling 'er had just been picked up by them. She was full of satisfaction and gratitude and treated them as the Bodhisattva who saved her life. She was completely unguarded against them. Even when she was tricked into signing the marriage contract, she felt that her life was saved by them. Marrying their stupid son was a matter of course to repay their kindness. At first, when I approached her, she refuted me and said that I was trying to sow discord. But a few days later, this bastard surnamed Liu revealed his true colors! He actually took advantage of the fact that he was drunk to think of the same thing as his idiot son … Ling 'er had smashed her own forehead open in order to scare them off and escape with all her might … That time, we brought Ling' er and hid outside for two whole days. After that, even though the one surnamed Liu had restrained himself, he still beat and scolded her. Relying on the marriage contract in his hands, he basically did not treat Ling 'er as a human being. Tell me, do you think that this kind of bastard deserves to die? Not only does he deserve to die, any kind of death is not excessive! "
Ning Shu sighed. "So you set them up?"
Qinxin nodded expressionlessly, "That's right, for the sake of avenging Ling 'er, and for the sake of avenging ourselves. We discussed it with Ling 'er and had her pretend to return to the Liu Family. After that, she would take the initiative to help the Liu Family's husband and wife every day. She would do the laundry, cook, and push the cart to deliver the groceries. She never complained about being tired, and gradually lowered their guard. Until that night, when Liu Laosan was secretly delivering vegetables for Li Yu, Ling 'er secretly hid Shaoyuan and Zimo in the vegetable cart, and then sneaked into the imperial mausoleum. "
Ning Shu frowned. "How did you know the layout of the Imperial Tombs?"
"We found it in a book hidden by the Headmaster. He didn't want us to read it, but we still found it."
Looking at the extremely thin and weak children in front of her, as if they would be blown away by the wind, but on the inside, they were as tenacious as a group of green bamboos. No matter how strong the wind blew, they clenched their teeth and refused to give in. Ning Shu's heart couldn't help but ache. "So, during those two days, the two of you were hiding in that clock tower?"
Zimo continued, "That's right, the light at the top of the clock tower was dim. Our bodies were small, so as long as we lay there motionless, no one would discover us."
Feng Zheng, who was sitting on the judge's seat and listening attentively, couldn't help but stroke his goatee. He asked doubtfully, "How did you copy the handwriting on those blood letters? That's exactly the same as the previous Emperor's calligraphy! "
Zimo said disdainfully, "Shaoyuan is very powerful. He was as smart as the Headmaster since he was young. As long as he saw the words, he would be able to copy them. In these years, we have traveled all over the capital and looked at the stone tablets, plaques, and other handwriting left behind by the previous Emperor. Shaoyuan easily pieced together those words."
Ning Shu's puzzlement was finally answered. For a moment, she didn't know what expression to make. If the previous Emperor, whose handwriting was so ugly and unique, and who especially liked to leave "peerless masterpieces" everywhere, knew that he had been schemed against by a few half-grown children so many years after his death, how would he be so "surprised" that he would vomit a big bucket of blood?
However, when she looked at Shaoyuan's right hand, which could no longer hold the brush steadily after his index finger was cut off by her own hands, she felt a sharp pain in her heart and was filled with endless regret.
She lowered her voice and said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that if you are discovered, you will die?" Not to mention the guards surrounding the Imperial Mausoleum, if the person ringing the bell inadvertently raised his head and looked at them casually, their lives would be as insignificant as ants.
The children said in unison, "What's there to be afraid of? If we die, we die. We should have died ten years ago!"
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