Wang Si, who was sitting in front of the table, held his pen in his right hand, calmed his mind and carefully recalled the two words taught to him by good people. Then he waved his pen and began to practice the homework and name left to him by good people every day.

Since Wang Yi praised Wang Si on the carriage that time, she thought that she had entered a state of mastery, that is, the kind of master who could cheat food and drink in Dajiang Town with a mouth.

On the paper, dragons and phoenixes danced, and ink traces left traces. Wang Si shouted loudly and wrote the last stroke. The little guy sat upright, put down the brush, picked up the paper that was as long as his height, and began to indulge himself.

The word meaning is full and connotation is the essence. It is deeply understood by Wang Haoren. I am really talented and invincible in the world...

Wang Si used all the praises he could think of in this life, but he always felt that something was not happy. Wang Si had a pair of foreheads and said good people had to share good things.

Wang Si folded the written words and held them in his hand, and was about to find Wang Yi. Wang Si, who had just stepped out, saw Qin Keqing walking over with food, waving the paper in his hand, and his two braids swayed with the little guy's movements, "Sister Qin, Sister Qin, come and see the words I wrote today."

Qin Keqing, who was carrying the food, replied, and then returned to the house with Wang Si. For this cute little girl, when Wang Yi took her back to the courtyard, Qin Keqing liked this little guy from the bottom of her heart and took the initiative to ask Wang Si to sleep in the same house with her.

Wang Si put the written words on the table and carefully spread them out again. The two words that Wang Si thought were perfect appeared in front of Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing looked at the words written by Wang Si, grinned at the corner of her mouth, held back her smile, nodded, and expressed her agreement.

When Wang Si saw Qin Keqing's appearance, he looked at Qin Keqing happily with big eyes, "Really, really."

Qin Keqing looked at Wang Si's appearance and could no longer help but smile. She lay on the table, smiling from ear to ear.

The little guy Wang Si said ah, sat there, with his head hanging down, and his two braids hanging aside, feeling depressed.

Qin Keqing knew that his actions just now hurt Wang Si, so he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Wang Si's back, "Wang Si actually, you wrote well. When Xiao Yi was as old as you, he could only write one word."

Wang Si, who was a little depressed, was intrigued when he heard Sister Qin telling a good person's story, and chased Qin Keqing and asked, "Is Sister Qin really? Tell me about good people."

An autumn rain and a cold.

It was still the sun in the sky in the morning, but now it is dark clouds outside, and the world is covered with gray, and it is slowly starting to rain in the sky.

Wang Yi and Wu Yong were sitting in the carriage, and the two were speechless.

The carriage walked through many streets, and most people ran to watch the debates of the Three Churches. There were few pedestrians on the street, and the carriages were driving very fast.

Wang Yi did not ask why Wu Yong was wearing eunuch's clothes, nor why Wu Yong wanted to see him. He just sat in a carriage and looked at the light rain outside through the window.

"Sir, we're here."

Outside the carriage, the coachman's voice sounded, and Wu Yong, who was sitting inside, responded, "You go to the street corner to watch first, don't anyone come here."

"Yes, sir."

Wang Yi lifted the curtain and the coachman was thinking about walking towards the intersection of the street. The street was not far from Ziwu Lane, but it was a bit remote. The crowded along the way, and Wang Yi did not see a single merchant.

Wu Yong jumped out of the carriage behind him and walked in the alley with a familiar carriage. The light rain in the sky hit Wang Yi's face, and his clothes were a little wet. In the rain, Wu Yong walked forward in a big red robe, ignoring the light rain in the sky.

The shoes on Wang Yi's feet were stomping on the rain falling on the ground, forming a small puddle, and also stomping on Wang Yi's heart.

At the end of the street, there was a man leaning against the wall. The man had black green on his face caused by excessive blood loss. Looking down, there was an extremely miserable wound on his chest. His clothes were all broken, and the bones and internal organs could be seen vaguely.

That's Wu Qi, he can't die anymore.

He widened his eyes and looked ahead, dying with his eyes open.

Wang Yi clenched his palms angrily, while Wu Yong, who was walking in front, squatted down slowly, closed Wu Qi's eyes slowly. He took out a white cloth from his arms and slowly covered Wu Yong's body.

"Do you know who did it?"

Wang Yi felt anger begin to burn in his heart, and he wanted to avenge Wu Qi.

Wu Yong turned around and looked at Wang Yi, who didn't know if it was tears or rain on his face, "Why don't you ask me why I know that Wu Qi died here?"

Wang Yi glanced at Wu Yong and knew about Wu Qi's death. In addition to being angry, Wang Yi was more self-blame, "I will not interfere with you or ask, but if one of you dies, it is my responsibility."

Wu Yong began to sneer, and then developed into Wu Yong holding his abdomen and laughing, "Wang Yi, who do you think you are, the savior, or the immortal in the sky?"

"It's really ridiculous."

Wang Yi didn't say anything because Wu Yong was right. He was nothing, just a small Jinyiwei, and he couldn't do anything. The powerlessness and helplessness began to intertwined in Wang Yi's heart.

"The four of us came to Chang'an City in spring to the autumn, and for a total of 297 days. Everyone is investigating the truth in different ways."

"Wang Yi, the little girl, didn't know what method she used, actually became Zhang Juzheng's daughter. She never left the door every day and became a eldest lady, but she did not deviate from the plan that year."

Wu Yong pointed at Wang Yi with a calm expression, "You, Wang Yi, I originally agreed to go to the academy to study, and then enter the Ming Dynasty court and start from the inside. But now, you have become the Jinyiwei and the lackey of the court."

Wu Yong patted his chest and pointed at his big red official robe, "Where I, I have become a human being, no ghost."

"Wu Qi is dead, I feel more distressed than you, because he is my brother."

"He and I joined the Changle Gang, the largest gang in Chang'an City. We fed horses together and urinated for others. I was clever and gradually changed from a horse feeder to the gang leader's groom. Because my brother was honest and did not understand the rules of the gang, he was beaten and thrown into the stable when I went out for a mission for three days. When I came back, my brother was about to be trampled to death by the horse."

"The gang leader wanted to send my brother away because of this. I just knew that if I didn't come forward, my brother would die. So I knelt down outside the gang leader's room like a dog and pleaded with him. After spending all my savings, an old man in the gang was finally willing to say something to me."

"In this way, my brother survived, and I was blindfolded and brought to a secluded courtyard where countless people of my age were locked up."

"But the food there is good, with big fish and meat every day, and enough wine and pipes, but none of the children are happy, and they are all crying."

"After asking someone, I knew what the group of people caught us together. It turned out that the number of eunuchs in the palace was not enough, so I asked us to charge the numbers."

"Next, as you think, purify your body and enter the palace. I am not as good as death."

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and Wu Yong's face was covered with ferociousness.

Wu Yong roared at Wang Yi and kicked Wang Yi on the body. Wang Yi's body flew out and fell into the heavy rain. Maybe he felt that this was not satisfying, so Wu Yong ran to Wang Yi again and kicked Wang Yi on the body.

After not knowing how many feet, Wu Yong sat on the rainy street, gasping heavily.

Wang Yi fell to the ground, but the rain fell on his body without stopping it.

He raised his right hand to wipe off the water droplets on his face, who didn't know whether the rain or tears were. He tilted his head and looked at Wu Qi, covered with white cloth, with guilt in his eyes.

At that time, I took the three of them and agreed to take revenge together for the sake of the relatives of the Prince of Qi's Mansion, but now I kill all the people below. One of the real people behind the scenes sat high above the temple and the other sitting in the censorate, continuing to harm the country and the people.
Chapter completed!