64. Crying
As Su Zheng finished speaking, Yun Zhihe basically understood the matter. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, placed the hairpin in Su Zheng's hand, and turned to leave.
Ah Zhi was a little confused, "Miss..."
Yun Zhihe turned around, brows furrowed. "Go to the town at the foot of Heitu Village and assist General Lou in apprehending the thieves. Imprison them and place them under strict guard for interrogation."
He left only this sentence and quickly rode away.
Meng Xiaojiao waited for a long time, leaning against the mountain gate with her head lowered, her eyes half-closed as if she was asleep. She suddenly woke up when she heard the sound of "thump thump thump" of horse footsteps.
Seeing Yun Zhihe returning on horseback, his eyes turned red and he rushed forward to hug her.
"You, where have you been? I thought you left..."
There was a cry in his voice.
Yun Zhihe pinched his shoulders and lowered his head to inquire, "Young Master, I heard that Yu Shan went out to scramble for goods a month ago. Did he bring a group of girls with him?"
Meng Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Although she didn't know why she was asking, she still answered, "Sister Yu Shan heard there was a job running goods, so she took a bunch of young women from the village and left."
Yun Zhihe's eyes darkened, his voice a little hoarse, "How many people did you take with you?"
"About... sixteen or seventeen."
The bodies of the bandits left behind from the attack on the Su family's carriage were exactly... sixteen.
Things are clear at this point.
She closed her eyes.
...The only one missing is Madam Li.
In the following time, she ignored Meng Xiaojiao's obsession and investigated each household according to the list he gave her.
Seeing her cold expression, Meng Xiaojiao also shut up and followed her silently, listening to her questions over and over again. At the end of the day, it was already dusk when Yun Zhihe finished questioning the last family.
She raised her eyes to look at the rosy glow of the sunset.
As expected, the families of those daughters who were sent out have received arrears from Madam Li in recent days, saying that it was the money earned by her daughters who were away from home.
But the amount was not the huge sum of money that Su Lin brought to find the miracle doctor. Instead, it was a normal and somewhat generous salary. I guess the rest... was in the hands of Madam Li.
Meng Xiaojiao watched her busy for a long time, then looked at her indifferent expression, feeling a little panic in her heart, and looked up and asked.
"You... Zihe, what happened? Why are you like this..."
He asked with some stammering. During the few days he had been with Yun Zhihe, she had always been polite and he had never seen her look so indifferent.
Yun Zhihe pursed her lips and shook her head. She lowered her head and touched Meng Xiaojiao's head, "This matter... is not convenient for you to know."
Then she raised her foot to leave, and Meng Xiaojiao suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes.
"Where are you going?"
His brows furrowed slightly, and his voice trembled slightly. For some reason, he just felt that he couldn't let Yun Zhihe leave.
Before Yun Zhihe could speak, Meng Xiaojiao suddenly put her arms around her waist and rested her head on her back.
"Don't go! Don't go..." He bit his lower lip and lowered his eyes. "Tonight, you and I will get married, okay?"
"Our wedding clothes are ready, and my sisters have also packed up and left the bridal chamber... I..." His voice was slightly tearful, "I, I even stole my mother's wine for the wedding. You, you can't leave..."
Yun Zhihe was a little stunned. She could feel the tears of Meng Xiaojiao oozing out from behind her.
She took a deep breath, turned her back to him, and spoke softly.
"Xiao Jiao, I... you go tell Head Meng that the emperor has ordered the suppression of bandits. The army has already assembled in the west of the city and will attack tomorrow. Tell her to be prepared."
"Seriously?"
Meng Xiaojiao was stunned, and the emotions in his chest suddenly became a mess. The hands around Yun Zhihe's waist loosened. He hadn't opened his mouth to ask a few questions, but he knew that the matter was urgent. He glanced at her and ran quickly to where Meng Le lived.
He was panting and gasping for breath as he ran towards the top of the mountain.
The people around him saw him and asked jokingly, "Hey! Young Master! The bridal chamber is ready. When does it start?"
"Hey... Young Master, where are you going so soon?"
…
The road was noisy and bustling, but Meng Xiaojiao ignored it all.
Blown down by the strong wind were his tears. Although he was willful and spoiled, he was not stupid. Now he knew that Yun Zhihe was not as innocent as he seemed.
Why did she know about the imperial court? Was she an undercover agent in the village? Was she... coming to harm them?
Would he be able to see her again...?
Meng Xiaojiao raised her hand to wipe away her tears, gritted her teeth, and her sharp canine teeth pierced her lower lip again, leaving a fishy and sweet taste in her mouth.
At this time, Yun Zhihe's expression became even colder as he listened to Azhi's report.
She guessed correctly. A month ago, a man in black came from nowhere and asked Madam Li to find a dozen people in the village to transport goods. It looked suspicious, but the man in black was generous, so Madam Li ignored the suspicion and happily accepted the money to go to the village to find a dozen people.
Among them is Yushan.
Yun Zhihe walked towards the cell and interrogated him personally.
Madam Li cried heart-wrenchingly, with tears and snot streaming down her face, and grabbed Yun Zhihe's trouser leg.
"Sir! Sir, I really don't know! I just looked for a few people!"
Yun Zhihe sneered and kicked her away, "How much silver did you embezzle?"
The black-clad man's plan was to find a dozen bandits in the mountains, kill them secretly, and then frame them for the kidnapping and murder of the Su family. The huge amount of treasure in the Su family's carriage was supposed to be paid to Madam Li to the people in the village as real evidence of the bandits' "murder for money." However, Madam Li was too greedy and embezzled a large amount of money.
She knelt down and kowtowed, choking with tears.
"My humble servant, I really didn't know that it was the money that could be used to commit murder! I was just greedy and took the silver, thinking that it was just a gift from a fool. Oh, oh, oh, my lord, please spare my life!"
The sound of her kowtow was loud and blood oozed from her forehead.
Yun Zhihe looked at her deeply, then turned to Azhi and said, "Keep an eye on her, don't let her die."
As soon as she stepped out of the dungeon, she saw Lou Zhi leaning against the wall, his head lowered, the bandage biting his teeth, his arm exposed, bandaging the wound on his arm, which was oozing blood.
Yun Zhihe was stunned. He walked forward and asked, "General Lou...how did you get injured?"
Lou Zhi loosened his teeth and looked up at him, his face showing a cold and indifferent expression, which seemed particularly bewitching in the dark night.
"Yes... I was cut by her knife while catching a thief."
Lou Zhi is very skilled in martial arts, and this little thief can't hurt him no matter what.
But Lou Zhi's face was expressionless. At that time, he was thinking about Meng Xiaojiao's words. Meng Xiaojiao's voice was clear and unrestrained. She whispered in his ear every day, "You should agree to our marriage. The wedding dress is ready..."
……chatter.
In such a trance, my arm was scratched.
Lou Zhi lowered his eyelashes, and the moonlight shone into his eyes, which were dim but seemed to be glowing.
She reached out, bent down to take the other section of the bandage, and without saying a word, bent down to bandage his wound.
Their faces were close together, Lou Zhi also lowered his head, and their breaths intertwined.
He was probably stunned by the sight, then sniffed the fragrance of her hair with a slight attachment, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
"I've always...admired the General."
Her voice was clear and soft, as if it was a casual chat between friends, with a slight smile at the end.
Lou Zhi was stunned, then opened his eyes, widening slightly.
"Tough and calm, she remained calm in the face of injustice, with a proud and awe-inspiring character, no less than any other woman."
She finished bandaging the wound and tied a knot.
"I don't cry out in pain, I don't express my hatred, I never speak."
Yun Zhihe lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes rustling.
"But as a man, this is already the greatest difficulty."
"Although the general is a little older than me and was just joking, he looks innocent...how should I put it..."
She pursed her lips, hesitant.
The moonlight was scorching, shining upon her and lingering with her fragrance.
"But still... a little, rely on others."
"A little..." Her voice was soft, with a hint of tenderness at the end.
“…Don’t fight it alone.”
"Sometimes... it's better to cry like a gentleman."
Yun Zhihe's words were not inexplicable.
But she still remembered that she and Lou Zhi were in the same room at that time. He slept on the bed and she slept on the floor.
In the dimness of the night shift, I could hear his sobs and whispers.
"Don't...don't come over..."
"I'm not... a natural-born killer..."
“Mother, mother…”
…
Yun Zhihe opened his eyes and looked at the eaves. He stayed awake in the middle of the night and heard the dawn. His fragile and helpless voice was filled with great pain and crying.
She lost her father to a difficult childbirth when she was young, her mother didn't love her, she grew up on the battlefield, soaked in blood and bones, lost her mother on the way, and her family fell into poverty. She never married a good man, and was beaten every day. Her body was covered with scars, blooming behind her like the most corrupted flower.
Later, he killed his wife and was exiled, and climbed up alone on the border.
Slander and contempt all weighed on his back.
His expression has always been like this, calm and dull, just like the scar above his eye, even the unforgettable pain is swallowed down his throat.
...The building is just like this.
The evil spirits in hell should not be loved by anyone.
Lou Zhi paused, his breathing still, then stretched out his fingertips, seemingly looking blankly at the tears wiped from them.
Yun Zhihe looked up and saw his tears flowing down like broken strings, hidden in the moonlight, flowing to the corner of his jaw, to the tip of his chin, and then falling into the palm of his helplessly opened hand.
Tick-tick, especially warm.
Lou Zhi pursed his lips.
His voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be feeling helpless and depressed.
"No, no... I didn't... cry, I..."
He lowered his eyes guiltily to hide his dark uneasiness, and his voice sounded like he was apologizing. Only in this way did he seem to deserve a bit of sympathy.
"……Feel sorry."
Standing humble and independent with his back to the world.
There was the flesh and blood of countless people on his shoulders, and then Xiao Qinnan's sharp hands reached out, scratching his face, roaring at him to go to hell and never come back.
He was not dragged into hell, but calmly and peacefully walked towards the opposite side of everything without saying a word.
The flesh and blood behind him was clamoring that he deserved to die.
He doesn't deserve love.
He finally burst into tears, and no longer begged for mercy humbly.
"……Feel sorry."
"Feel sorry……"
"I don't know why... I can't stop..."
Sobbing soundly.
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