In ancient times, the architecture of the royal family was built to face south, and the imperial palace was naturally built in accordance with this rule. However, there was a very high mountain to the north, and the entire imperial palace was backed by this mountain. Looking from afar, it was very solid.
But few people know that the heart of this northern mountain was hollowed out like the Xutian Cave, but no defensive fortifications were built, but instead it was made into a mountain prison.
This mountain prison is ten miles deep. The mountain is carved into rock and the walls are made of solid stone. There are more than two hundred cells of different sizes. There are no windows. The doorposts of each cell are barbed. The ground is filled with dirty and cold water. There are always miserable and desperate wails from the death row prisoners, just like in purgatory.
This is where death row prisoners are held. The methods of execution vary according to the severity of their crimes. The severity of their punishment determines whether the prisoner is held inside or outside. The layout of the entire prison is intricate. Let alone running, even if you go from one room to another, you will get lost if you don't have someone to lead you.
At this time, the four envoys from Qian Zhou were imprisoned here, each in a small cell next to each other, but their hands and feet were locked with iron chains, so they could not get together to the side of the cell no matter what.
The smell of decay spread arrogantly, spreading into the thin air, and seeping into people's flesh bit by bit, silently.
Feng Kun sat on the ground with his back against the stone wall. The dark water soaked his shoes and socks. The moisture seeped into his body, stinging his legs and causing a dull pain.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up the roaring thunder and hit the thick stone wall fiercely, rumbling and shaking the earth.
There was a bloody wound on the arm of Emperor Qianzhou's uncle Feng De, and blood kept oozing out. No one applied medicine or bandaged him, and just let the wound get red, swollen, and inflamed little by little in such a harsh living environment. He could even imagine that the wound would rot soon, and then spread to the entire arm until he would be rotten to death.
He gritted his teeth and turned to look at Feng Kun in the cell next door. When he saw his short son, he became even more angry. "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. Now that you're here, you're not even aware of your own limitations and you're trying to rob and kill the Princess of Ji'an County. Are you crazy?"
"Hmph!" Feng Kun snorted coldly, "If you are afraid of death, then don't come to Dashun. Now that you are here, you must be prepared to fight to the death. Are we just going to wait foolishly? You always talk about opportunities, but you have been in Kyoto for a month and I haven't seen you make any plans. Father, opportunities can't fall from the sky for no reason. We have to find them ourselves! If it weren't for the long whip in the hand of the Ninth Prince, the old emperor of Dashun would have died in my hands!"
"Bullshit!" Feng De was so angry that he really wanted to strangle his short son to death. "What's the point of saying it's not this or that after the fact? Failure is failure. We are done for this time."
"Just confess." Feng Kun had no fear of death. He had been a dwarf for half his life, which was enough. It was a pity that he couldn't find someone to take the blame. "Qianzhou has been suppressed by Dashun for so many years. Every year, they have to send the best things to Guanghan Sijiaer. But even though the emperor dotes on her, he dare not leave some for her. Not only that, the three provinces of the Northern Boundary are a shame for Qianzhou. Doesn't father want to see the three provinces of the Northern Boundary return to Qianzhou in his lifetime?"
His words also stirred up the emotions of Xing Haisheng and Chang Da, and they also spoke up: "Yes, instead of living a cowardly life, it is better to fight to the death."
"I don't believe that Qian Zhou can't defeat Da Shun with the current strength of the army. Didn't our sharpshooter seriously injure the Ninth Prince?"
Feng De was the oldest and most rational of the group. Listening to the three talking to each other, he kept shaking his head, "You're crazy! You're all crazy! Now the four of us are in death row, and Kang Yi and Ru Jia outside are also doomed. Kun'er, Kun'er, you loved Ru Jia so much, but in the end you hurt her."
Feng Kun gritted his teeth, and a trace of pity finally emerged on his face. He had no children in his life, so he loved Ru Jia as his own daughter. Now that something happened, I am afraid that Ru Jia is not having a good time. "I hope she can escape from the palace." Feng Kun tried to comfort himself, "I went to see her a few days ago. Her injuries have almost healed and she has no problem moving. Jiaer is a smart child. I told her that if anything happens on our side, she should run away immediately. We have four shops in Beijing. No matter which one she runs to, the people there will do their best to protect her back to Qianzhou. What's more..." He sneered, "If our secret agents in Beijing start a rebellion, they can just cooperate with us from inside and outside. The palace has the power of the prince Xuan Tianye, who has been preparing all the time. As long as Qianzhou moves outside, his men will definitely take the opportunity to rise up."
"So what if he becomes powerful?" Feng De said helplessly, "It's not like we haven't visited the Third Prince before. He was so badly injured that he couldn't leave his bed. Even if he becomes powerful, can he still be the emperor?"
"Why do you want him to be the emperor?" Feng Kun sneered, "Use him to get rid of my obstacles. It's time for me, Qian Zhou, to take charge of such a large area of Central Plains land of Dashun."
Feng De kept shaking his head, repeating the same words: "Crazy, you are all crazy."
As they were talking, there was another noise from the prison, as if the gate was opening, and then someone came in pushing and shoving.
The four of them looked up at the same time, and soon they saw the prison guards walking in with a man who was handcuffed and shackled just like them.
The prison was very dark, with only a dim wall candle burning every ten steps. However, the people of Qianzhou still recognized the new prisoners - Kang Yi.
Uncle Feng De subconsciously rushed to the door, but as he moved, the chains binding his hands and feet tightened. He could only run two steps forward at most, and then he was pulled back by inertia and fell to the ground.
When Kang Yi heard the noise, he turned his head to look at him. His emotions fluctuated slightly, but he calmed down immediately.
She was imprisoned next to Feng Kun, and her hands and feet were also tied with iron chains. When the prison guards closed the cell door and left, they left a message: "Next, the only one left is Princess Rujia."
Kang Yi's nerves trembled, and a look of sadness finally appeared on his face.
"Zhaojun." Feng Kun called her.
Kang Yi turned around, but her face was full of disappointment. She said to Feng Kun: "You are too impulsive. My efforts were in vain. Now I just hope that Ru Jia can escape this disaster. As long as she can escape back to Qianzhou, there is still hope of survival."
No one expected that the dignified Princess Rujia of Qianzhou had escaped by hiding in the garbage truck of the imperial palace. When she crawled out of the foul-smelling garbage, a heavy rain poured down instantly, which made her feel very refreshed.
She simply used the rain to wash herself clean, and ran away while getting wet. The direction she fled was actually the Feng Mansion.
She didn't know what happened to Kang Yi. Although she knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster, she still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Dashun would consider the face of the prime minister and give Kang Yi a chance to live. As long as her mother was alive, she was not afraid of anything.
Ru Jia ran towards Feng Mansion in the thunderstorm, and had to avoid the searching officers and soldiers from time to time along the way. She could not remember how many times she fell. She would open her mouth and drink a few sips of rain water, and then run towards Feng Mansion with all her strength.
Finally, Feng Mansion was within sight, but she found that many soldiers were surrounding the gate. She hid in the dark and peeked, and saw Jingzhao Yin Xu Jingyuan entering Feng Mansion to search the house, and heard the old lady say that she wanted to ask the government to annul the marriage certificate and divorce Kang Yi.
She was dumbfounded. The Feng family was so heartless. It seemed that her mother had been captured. Ru Jia thought, such an important matter must have been brought to the palace, right?
Suddenly she felt a little regretful. Why did she run away? If she hadn't run away, would she be with her mother now? Although she was stubborn, she had never done anything big alone. At this moment, she suddenly felt like she was the only one in the world, helpless, and everyone was her enemy, hoping she would die. She had to hide everywhere to save her life.
But how long should we hide?
She took one last look at the Feng Mansion, gritted her teeth, and climbed down from the big tree.
Her clothes were torn to pieces, and she was barely covered in summer clothes. Fortunately, it was raining heavily, and besides the soldiers who were searching for the remnants of Qian Zhou's gang, even the ruffians had gone to find shelter from the rain, so no one would pay attention to her.
Ru Jia forced herself to calm down and think carefully about an address that Feng Kun had whispered to her when she met him several times before. That place was in the capital of Dashun. On the surface, it was a snack shop, but in fact it was a base planted by the Qianzhou people. Feng Kun said that the base had been infiltrated into the capital for many years and had never had any problems. When her life was at stake, she would go there, and the people inside would naturally recognize her as a princess.
Ru Jia gritted her teeth, estimated the direction, and started running towards the shop again.
While Ru Jia was running outside like a savage, the Feng family finally waited for Feng Jinyuan to come back.
Everyone in the mansion was as happy as if they had seen their backbone when they saw him. Jin Zhen couldn't control herself and threw herself on him and burst into tears, crying, "Master, I'm scared to death."
Feng Jinyuan was upset and had no intention of coaxing her. He pushed her aside and quickly walked up to the old lady and said, "Mother."
The old lady nodded and said nothing else. She just pointed at the Cheng sisters and said, "From today on, Jun Man is the mistress of my Feng family and your legal wife. Jun Mei is your co-wife and her status is equal to Jun Man. Jin Yuan, do you have any objection to my arrangement?"
How could Feng Jinyuan have any objection? This was something he had been thinking about all night, so he nodded immediately: "Mother is wise, this is very much what my son wants." Just like four years ago, the mother and son worked together to use the method of raising another wife to express their attitude to the royal family and the entire Dashun.
Besides, Ru Jia, who was running towards the base, finally reached the door of the shop with almost her last breath of strength. She remembered Feng Kun said that if something happened to the shop, the people inside would take down the red cloth sign hanging outside the store. She looked at the bamboo pole beside her tremblingly, and saw that the red cloth was still there, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to raise her hand to smash the door, before her fist could even hit the door, the door of the shop was suddenly opened from the inside. Ru Jia never expected that what she saw was Feng Yuheng's pretty face.
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