In the end, the old man was helpless and helpless, staggering in his footsteps, and sang with a heart full of sadness: "Ten meritorious deeds mistakenly slaughtered the minister, and I am alone outside the gate of hell..."

The husband and wife looked at each other with tears, and then sang the last sentence together.

"Tearful eyes see tearful eyes; heartbroken people send, oh, heartbroken people..."

The scene was at the extreme of sorrow and joy for a while.

Several officers imprisoned Lu Sheng and exiled him to the gate of hell, and the husband and wife suffered a lot.

Ten meritorious slaughter ministers, alone outside the gate of hell.

Weeping eyes, weeping eyes, heartbroken people send heartbroken people.

In my ears, there is still the aftertaste of the singing at the end of the play.

Lu Jinxi only felt an inexplicable chill rise under his feet, and the melon seeds in his hand had long since been peeled, and had been sitting for a while.

She couldn't help but looked down.

Gu Chengqian, the imperial master of the dynasty who ordered this play, sat on the master's chair.

From start to finish, it didn't move.

From Lu Jinxi's point of view, he could not see his face, and of course he could not observe the expression on his face at the moment.

The only thing that can be seen is the Princess Yongning next to her.

Hearing the end, she slowly turned her head and glanced at Gu Chengqian, her eyes were as deep as a sea.

But nothing was said.

Looking back, Princess Yongning only put one end of the wine cup, covered her big sleeves, and drank the wine. Taking advantage of the moment when she was slightly drunk, she put the wine cup on the case with a slap, and shouted with a loud laugh: " it is good!"

"boom."

In the field, thunderous applause and applause followed.

Lu Jinxi was in the seat, and there was no other voice in his ears. Seeing the excitement on the field, he felt a little colder.

This play seems to have a hidden mystery.

But, who can figure it out?

The entire Shadow Bamboo Building has returned to its previous atmosphere.

Everyone started to push the cups again.

The noise continued to spread, crossed the west wall of the garden, and spread to the streets outside the wall.

a horse.

A person.

A brocade box.

Gu Juefei led the horse and held the brocade box from Huishengtang, and stood outside the high wall for a long time.

On the face of it, there is no longer the joy of returning home, nor the anxiety of seeing old friends, and even the complexities of returning to the world after six years...

also completely disappeared.

At this moment, there was no expression on his face.

The eyes are cold, and the heart is also cold.

Every line on his eyebrows was as sharp as a frost blade and icy cold, soaked in blood, condensing a deep evil spirit.

A blue robe, all alone.

"Ten meritorious slaughter ministers, alone outside the gate of hell..."

The gentle and tortuous Kunshan accent still seems to reverberate in my ears.

Chaotic thieves!

Dare to be called a hero?!

Gu Juefei couldn't hold back and sneered!

In the voice, there is absurdity, ridicule, contempt, and even...

Disdain!

"Snapped!"

The brocade box of Huishengtang was picked up by him with one hand and smashed into the corner!

With a bang, the bottles and jars flew out together with the scribbled prescriptions, all smashed to pieces and shattered to pieces!

The horse was frightened and had to avoid it.

But Gu Juefei, who was furious, didn't move, his five fingers as slender as jade bamboo still held tightly.

The reins were immediately in his palm, and a half-deep bloodstain was drawn!

Gu Juefei turned back and scolded it loudly: "You want to be blind too?!"

There was no trace of anger on his calm face.

There is only a cold forest.

This voice seemed to carry a frightening deterrent force.

The fierce horse, who was struggling just now, did not dare to move for a while, and bowed his head towards Gu Juefei.

"Tick."

Blood stained the reins and slowly fell.

In front of Gu Juefei, there are dirty prescriptions, broken brocade boxes, and broken bottles and jars...

A mess all over the place.

But it didn't mess with his mood at the moment.

He looked at the horse that was finally obedient, his eyes were cold and still, but his heart was boiling with anger...

Just like before, six years ago.

Chapter 33 Gu Juefei's Return

It's time to blink.

A bit of twilight had already been added to the sky, the warm sun was hidden among the layers of clouds, and there was a bit of coolness in the blowing wind.

Wan Baochang, the chief steward of the Grand Master's mansion, paced back and forth outside the mansion gate, only to feel that his heart was already waiting.

There is no new news from the Jokhang Temple.

Everyone in the capital knew that Gu Juefei had gone down the mountain, but now they were outside the gate of the mansion, and they didn't wait for anyone.

Is he going back or not?

Wan Bao often thought of it, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He raised his eyes again and looked at the street at the door, and he could almost overlap the scene he was about to see in his mind——

Empty streets in the afternoon with few pedestrians.

There was almost no sound, only the gentle Kunshan dialect that faintly came from the garden.

Nearby buildings are stacked on the horizon, turning into a dull shadow...

This time, it seems to be the same.

no difference.

In addition to the street, there is one more horse and one person.

Wan Baochang has been disappointed too many times, so he has become accustomed to accepting the fact that "the eldest son hasn't come back", and is habitually turning his eyes away.

However……

One person, one horse?!

In my mind, lightning flashes in an instant!

After being disappointed for too long, the sudden hope almost didn't blow Wanbaochang unconscious!

He stopped his tendency to withdraw his gaze and turned his head, and hurriedly looked in that direction again, almost flashing his neck!

It's the same scene just now.

The long street is paved and there are few people.

The afternoon sky shone white on the road, and the rut marks left by the horses passing by on the long road became more and more conspicuous, showing a strange whiteness.

That dark blue figure just happened to be stepping on the rut print on the side of the street, leading the horse to come.

This time, it was much closer than the previous glimpse.

Wan Baochang had already seen clearly the facial features of the person who came, his eyes widened and his mouth opened for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

The two hands, which had always been steady, also trembled.

"Big, big son!"

Finally called out!

The voices got hoarse.

After being stunned for a long time, Wan Baochang couldn't help but flash a few tears in his old eyes, and quickly ordered a few servants who were already dumbfounded at the door: "Hurry in and report to Taishi!"

After speaking, he hurriedly ran down the steps of the door.

At this time, Gu Juefei led the horse and happened to arrive in front of the steps.

He had a warm expression on his face, and no anger could be seen on his face. When he saw Wan Baochang down, a three-pointed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Go slowly, be careful you fall."

It's that familiar voice!

The clear and clear land is like spring water in the mountains, and like the elegant rhythm blown by a jade flute, it flows out so lightly, calmly and calmly.

When Wan Baochang heard this voice, he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

For many years in the mansion, although he was the big housekeeper, in truth, he was just a servant who ran errands with the master.

But the eldest son treats him with all courtesy.

Sometimes cough twice inadvertently, and can receive the medicine he prepared the next day.

One or two days of concern may be faked.

But after ten or twenty years, who can pretend?