Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1723 Yan Shifan's legacy

The criminal jail, there is a gloomy breath here.

Yan Shifan squatted in the corner of the dead prisoner's cell, and the whole person looked dull. It was no longer lost Zhang Kuang when Xiao Ge was old.

Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is the suffering of waiting for the death process.

Since he was sentenced to special officer by the court with the charges of "the prisoner". During the period of waiting, he had been cut several times in his dream.

Finding people in the world, he has lost such a field.

He is undoubtedly lucky, born in an official home.

His father is an authentic Hanlin official. His mother is a devout believers who believe in Buddhism. The two are even more affectionate. Even if the mother has not giving birth, the father not only did not choose to rest her mother, but also did not have the room.

His birth is destined to be the most festive thing in the Yan family. Father, who has been over 30 years old, does not have to be criticized for the sake of Chuanzong. The mother can also explain to the ancestors of the Yan family.

His nickname "Qing'er" was doted by his parents. Although he failed to break through in the imperial examination, he entered the career path smoothly with his father's grace.

He stepped to the high position of the Zuo Lang of the Ministry of Industry. He even poured power through his father's authority, and even entered the cabinet in the name of serving his father to become a veritable "Little Pavilion".

It was just that his father would grow old. The enemy hiding in the dark is already ready to go, and he became the target of political opponents. Not only was he exiled to Leizhou, but his father also surrendered the throne of Shoufu because of him.

I thought he stayed honestly in Jiangxi Division and had the shelter of his father. He could be able to live a few years. If he couldn't live, he could still escape to the sea.

However, he never thought that he was still light. Xu Jie, the old man, was hidden deeper than he thought, but he had to set him to death.

When I arrived in the capital, I thought it would be safe and sound, but many things were ready at the beginning.

Then, then

In the conspiracy of the conspiracy that has always been proud, it was a thorough defeat, and it became Xu Jie's padding stone that was the first auxiliary.

In the days when he was held in prison, he always recalled the scenery of his father when he was in power, but every time he woke up, he always trapped in this prison, so he only wanted to paralyze himself with alcohol essence himself.

Then, then

Thinking of wine, Yan Shifan couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face. He fell into the yellow sand rice that was placed from the horizontal wood interval at noon in front of the bowl. This is his current treatment.

The world is cold and the human feelings are weak, but so it is too much.

"Ah ..."

In the cell next to him, Luo Wenlong was already a cold, and he was tired in the haystack, like a poor worm.

The sunlight from the wall hole slowly disappeared, and the entire cell became dark, and the candlelight outside suddenly lit up, indicating that the evening was coming.

Well ...

The sound of a metal iron chain sounded, the gate was opened, and the prisoner led two prison strokes and walked in with meat dishes, and a pot of wine was placed next to the dishes.

"Who sent it?"

At the beginning, there would be many officials who met each other to visit, but now they have already lost no one, but Yan Shifan has inquired about it.

Looking at Yan Shifan, who looked at the unkempt, it seemed to be smiling and smiled: "This is the last meal. Everyone often said that the broken rice! Yan Shifan, you can be on the road with peace of mind, be a good person in the next life!"

In that rich meat bowl, there is already a piece of raw meat of white flowers.

Yan Shifan's nose was sour, but he didn't wait for him to vent. There was a cry of crying sky next to him. Luo Wenlong's emotions had collapsed at this moment.

Luo Wenlong is really innocent. In fact, he didn't do anything. He just followed Yan Shifan to drink a few more wines. As a result, he had to accompany Yan Shifan and was sent to the broken side.

Yan Shifan saw that Luo Wenlong cried so heartbreaking, but suddenly didn't want to cry, but he didn't have any appetite, but he had a great change of his attitude towards him.

: "Come with a pen and pen ink!"

He hesitated for a while, but still agreed to the authenticity: "Wait!"

According to the previous regulations, the prisoner can leave a family book. In fact, this book is also a testament. When his family received, his head had already moved.

After much, I sent a pen and pen ink, and a wooden board was also sent as a temporary desk.

Yan Shifan was laying the paper on the wooden board, grinding the ink show, and the tears fell down, but he endured his tears, and he wrote on the paper: "

If you have to come after the afterlife, you are willing to be the son of the father, serve your parents, and do not ask about the court ... Today, the Temple of the Ling Enlian Temple requires 730,000, and his father slaughter the country for 20 years.

Father has a good strategy, you can present it from His Majesty! "

After writing, he put the paper carefully and put it neatly, and then put it in the letter in person. He immediately opened the eye cover with his left hand and buckled the eyes of the eyes with his right hand.

Naturally, this is not a real eye, but a false eye bead he found in the past. The material is extraordinary jade, which is directly placed on the envelope.

When I came over to collect the dishes, I saw that the eyes on the envelope were startled first, and then they understood again. He took the eyes and envelope. Thanks to Yan Shifan, he left.

Then, then

Because of the excessive force, Yan Shifan's right eye shed a blood and tears, but he didn't regret it. This was probably the last thing he could do for the Yan family.

He was obese and walked slowly to the main hall of the outside. This is the formal rest of their jailer. Although it can't be talked about, it is also clean. The candlelight shines brightly like daylight.

Just here, a middle -aged man wearing a four -grade official uniform is sitting in front of the table. The desktop is placed with rich wine and vegetables, and there are several food boxes next to it.

"Master Xu, this is Yan Shifan's family book!" The prison walked towards this middle -aged man, and the letter from his arms looked at the letter with a smile on his face.

Xu Yan stopped the chopsticks, reached out to pick up the letter, took out the letter paper and glanced, but directly put it in his arms, and at the same time he took out a piece of silver from his arms and lost his head.

"Thank you Master Xu for rewarding!" Jailou took the silver with both hands, seeing the eyebrows and dancing in response.

"Remember, no matter who can visit!" Xu Yan stood up from the wine table and warned carefully.

The prison is naturally allowed to be allowed.

Xu Yan took a few steps and saw several tanks on the side, but could not help but be angry. He kicked his kick at the box angrily, but the food box did not move, but he painted him with his feet.

Disclosure, the whole face grinned.

"Master Xu, are you okay?" Seeing this, I looked forward to asking.

Xu Yan pointed at the food tanks that gave Yan Shifan, and looked at his teeth: "Throw all of me out to feed the dog!"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next