This sentence scared Ji Ling's ten-mother wife, Jiang, fainted on the spot. A soldier stepped forward to take a nasal breath and said, "Die!"

Ji Lingtian felt a smell of fishy and sweetness surge in his chest. He couldn't help it, and opened his mouth and spurted out blood.

Jiang's body was carried away by someone and threw it aside for a while. Ji Lingtian knelt on the ground and kowtowed at Xuan Tianming constantly: "Please forgive my life with your nobles, and Please forgive my life with your nobles!"

Xuan Tianming shook his head: "Being a traitor to Lao Ba, pretending to be Princess Ji'an and Ji Lingtian, this is a serious crime to destroy the nine clans. Don't be anxious, walk slowly on the road to Huangquan, your old and young king of Ji's family will send you there soon."

Ji Lingtian spit out another mouthful of blood! At this moment, he really wanted to be scared to death like his wife, but he was not very good today. He even vomited two big mouthfuls of blood, and he didn't even die of dizziness. He suddenly thought that this might be God's punishment for him, so he could clearly face his own death and the heinous mistakes he had made.

He was unwilling to give up and even if he died, he would have to take another cushion? He couldn't bear this kind of thing, and wasn't there anyone involved? He opened his eyes and pointed directly at Feng Jinyuan-"He and he also! He is also the culprit. Why didn't His Highness Nine kill him?"

Xuan Tianming didn't say anything. Feng Jinyuan greeted Ji Lingtian's gaze and said, "Don't compare me. Although I am the real Princess Ji'an's biological father, my daughter has never said a good thing to me. Based on my understanding of her, she will never tolerate anything in this matter. Lord Ji, you can take a step first. I will definitely go down to accompany you, but I just die early and die late. You won't lose."

Ji Lingtian had nothing to say. Feng Jinyuan was Feng Yuheng's father-in-law, and he said it was the father-in-law of the ninth prince. After all, he said this, what else could he do? The Ji family could not compete with the Feng family. So he lowered his head and recognized it.

Xuan Tianming did not delay. With a raised hand, a soldier immediately stepped forward to take Ji Lingtian and the officer who had already been frightened to the death to the death of Yao to the coffin. He then kicked the two of them and made them kneel down. Then, two people raised their swords and slashed them down without saying a word.

Feng Jinyuan watched Ji Lingtian's head fall to the ground, and even the official's head rolled to his feet. He kicked, as if he was kicking his future. I think that he would be like this in no time, right? The Ninth Prince has never ruthless in killing people.

He took back his mind and no longer thought about what was there. This is how people are. Once you are afraid of death, you will try your best to gain the bargaining chips for yourself. Once you take death lightly, there is no meaning to whether you live or not. He completed the funeral of Yao with the will of death, watched Yao's burial, watched the soldiers fill the soil, and erected monuments. Then he went forward, sprinkled the remaining paper money in his hand on the edge of the tomb, and knelt down and kowtowed three times, which was considered to have completed the entire ceremony.

Xuan Tianming bowed three times in front of the grave, stared at the tombstone for a while, and said nothing more. He turned around and turned away with his generals, without caring about Feng Jinyuan.

Until the people on the cemetery walked cleanly, and even the soldiers dragged away several corpses, Mr. Yin and Yang from Shaping City also took the reward given by Xuan Tianming and left. Feng Jinyuan came to his senses in a daze and found that he was the only one left in front of Yao's tomb.

This is an excellent opportunity to escape, but Feng Jinyuan knew that he would never be able to escape. The reason why Xuan Tianming was so cautious was able to leave him alone here was that he had already predicted all the possibilities, including his escape. Now this area is Xuan Tianming's territory, Feng Jinyuan knew that no matter where he ran, he would be caught soon, and he had no intention of running away. Those who used to be determined to save their lives now have no extravagant expectations for "living".

I am very grateful to Xuan Tianming for giving him such an opportunity to stay alone with Yao for a while. He didn't know what to say to Yao, and what he shouldn't do. He did everything he shouldn't do. He said 10,000 words of sorry, and it would not make up for the harm he had done to the mother and son over the years. Feng Jinyuan just missed Zi Rui a little. The child was so cute and beautiful, and was also a disciple of the imperial teacher Ye Rong. He should have held it in his hand and hurt him again and again, and even broke a finger.

Feng Jinyuan raised his hand, slapped himself in the face, and hugged in front of Yao's tomb and cried bitterly...

He sat in front of Yao's tomb for three days and three nights. During this period, he went to the small lake next to him to drink water several times, and didn't eat anything or sleep. He looked like a ghost, with deep eyes, and looked a bit scary.

On the fourth day, Feng Jinyuan finally got up, shook for a few times before stabilizing his body, and then left the Yao family's tomb step by step, but walked back towards Shaping City.

When Xuan Tianming met Feng Jinyuan again, he was in the tent outside the south gate of Shaping City. Although he was mentally prepared, he did not expect that this person could harm him like this.

He wanted to laugh, and asked Feng Jinyuan why he didn't run away and made himself like this again. Whose sympathy was to win? But he was no longer the ninth prince who was young, and his "abusiveness" was still there, but he was less willful. Under such political situations, in such two or three years, he thought more about things, and the whip in his hand was no longer as casually as before. But this was not a soft heart, nor was it a coward, but learned to further weigh the pros and cons, and learned to think about problems from more perspectives. Whenever His Highness, the King of Imperial King, took action, his subordinates would have a life.

Just like when he faces Feng Jinyuan now, he no longer has the spirit of being so dedicated to avenging Feng Yuheng for revenge. He only feels that things in the world are impermanent. He actually sees the coming of spring and autumn, and the flowers fade and bloom from this person.

He asked Feng Jinyuan: "Don't you say anything to save your life?"

Feng Jinyuan thought about it and thought of something, so he said, "When Qianzhou's eldest princess Kang Yi married me, I was confused by power and didn't think much about it. But later I lost the position of prime minister. After analyzing it from beginning to end, and after some investigation, I realized that you all wanted to find a map of Qianzhou. You think that map is in my hands, and even the Qianzhou royal family thought that things are in my hands, so they sent Kang Yi to come over and get close to me on the grounds of getting married, but in fact they were searching her Qianzhou things in my Feng Mansion... right?"

He took the initiative to mention this, Xuan Tianming didn't hide it, nodded and said, "That's right." But then he sneered and said, "But this is not included in you. I know that you don't have that thing in your hands."

Feng Jinyuan was stunned: "Why is Your Highness so sure?"

Xuan Tianming curled his lips and smiled evilly: "Because I know you so well. If you really have such an important thing in your hand, you would have used it as a bargaining chip for a long time, and it would not have fallen to the current level."

Feng Jinyuan smiled bitterly, only saying that this is the most willful Prince Nine who everyone thinks is the most willful one who can see things clearly. Indeed, if he really had that thing in his hand, the Feng family would not have ended up in such a situation. At least he would have taken it out and fought for another glimmer of hope for the Feng family.

"Yes! I really didn't. Your Highness didn't kill me when he was in the cemetery that day. Now I'll give you a good word!" Feng Jinyuan knelt down, his body spreading his deathly aura, and there was no chance at all.

Xuan Tianming looked at him, and the purple lotus on his eyebrows bloomed even more beautifully. Feng Jinyuan knelt on the ground and waited for a long time, but the sentence he finally waited for was: "I won't kill you. As for your life or death, let Hengheng deal with it!" After that, he stood up and left, leaving Feng Jinyuan alone in the handsome tent, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Feng Jinyuan survived, but he lived completely differently from before. He didn't know what was wrong, so he started to change his mind. He lived in the military camp and did not live in vain. Every day he went to Shaping City to help the soldiers fetch water, and then carried it over one load after another. He had never done such a job. At first, he always had to sprinkle half a bucket of money, but this person had a strong understanding. After a few times, he mastered the trick of carrying loads, and the water he picked up would not spill as much as before.

In addition, he also took the initiative to talk to the soldiers and taught some young soldiers to recognize and write. Many soldiers learned to write their own names under his guidance.

Those who came out to fight were all rough people. They wanted to earn some military pay to help their families because they had never been to school, and they were even more illiterate. At first, some people scoffed at Feng Jinyuan and had a bit of prejudice. But gradually, when they saw that some young soldiers could write their names, they felt itchy and no longer rejected Feng Jinyuan, and took the initiative to find him to learn to write names.

Feng Jinyuan refused everyone, taught happily, and even wrote suicide notes for some soldiers in need. These soldiers understood that every time they went to battle, it was possible that it would be the last time. No matter how overwhelming victory was, there would be casualties. They were afraid that they would not come back next time they went to the battlefield. Now there was a "sir" like Feng Jinyuan, so they simply wrote suicide notes.

The soldiers agreed to keep the suicide note close to their bodies. No matter who died, as long as the brothers next to them were capable, they would take the suicide note out of him and carry it on their own. In the future, they would be better than having no strength left behind.

Feng Jinyuan also gained a better understanding of life through this suicide note incident, and for him, he became more open-minded. He felt that if he had the opportunity, he should have written a suicide note, but after thinking about it, he didn't know who his suicide note could be left to. There were no one in the Feng family. It can be said that in the past, everyone who was close to him died one by one. If his suicide note was delivered to Fandai, he would not have to be thrown into a group with his temperament?

Feng Jinyuan smiled bitterly and warned the soldiers of the big and thick, over and over again: "No matter when, you must treat your family well, and be fair to any child." He even told everyone his experience and told everyone not to be like him.

He Gan told Xuan Tianming what Feng Jinyuan had done recently. Xuan Tianming was fresh at first, but as he listened, he was also extremely sighing...
Chapter completed!