Chapter 47 Tragedy
It was hot, so I had to stop playing Cuju for a while.
There is a washing place in Yunyuan. Girls don't want to bathe outside. They are sweating all over, so they still need to wash their faces and change clothes.
When Qiu Heng came here for the first time, Feng Caixing was with him the whole time.
After changing clothes and going out, Feng Caixing pulled Qiu Heng and walked under the shade of the trees: "A Heng, are you tired?"
"I'm not tired. I just played for a short time."
"Then let me take you around and get familiar with Yunyuan."
"Okay."
The two of them walked slowly, with the sun blocked by the canopy of trees and the gentle breeze blowing, which made them feel somewhat comfortable for a moment.
"That's Yunyuan. If you were at home, you would have to stay indoors on such a hot day." Feng Caixing raised his head slightly to feel the breeze, "Ah Heng, you are good at making incense and playing Cuju well. Why? So awesome! ”
The fourteen-year-old girl started talking more: "Aren't you afraid that you were kidnapped by Xizuo that day? Did my cousin thank you properly..."
Qiu Heng looked at the person blocking the road ahead and frowned slightly.
Feng Caixing followed her gaze and his expression changed drastically: "It's you! What are you going to do?"
This dude deliberately hit Ah Heng with a ball on Dragon Boat Festival. Fortunately, Xue Huangcheng was there.
Cui Er approached and raised his eyebrows at the girl who looked like she was facing a formidable enemy: "I don't eat people, I want to have a few words with Miss Qiu Liu."
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Cui Er was worried about what excuse he was looking for, but he was suddenly reminded: "Yes, I just want to ask Miss Qiu Liu a few words for Han Ziheng. Han Ziheng and I have been playing together since childhood. What's wrong with asking a few words for friends?"
But let no one know that his request to marry Qiu Liu was rejected, that would be too embarrassing.
Qiu Heng pulled Feng Caixing: "Then let me have a few words with him."
"Ah Heng, this kind of person behaves in a disorganized manner -" Feng Caixing reminded in a low voice.
"It's okay, there are people everywhere, it's not good to let him keep shouting like this."
When Feng Caixing heard that it made sense, he stood aside.
"What did Second Young Master Cui want to say to me?" Qiu Heng asked after standing under the tree.
Looking at the calm girl, Cui Er was furious: "Qiu Liu, why did you refuse my marriage proposal?"
Qiu Heng was stunned.
She really thought that this dude was here for Han Ziheng. She thought that this man was quite friendly, but she didn't expect that it was for this.
"Why don't you speak?"
The girl who was stared at closely by Cui Er showed an expression that was hard to explain: "Marriage matters are all decided by the elders. Doesn't Mr. Cui Er know that?"
Cui Er sneered: "Does your grandfather look down on my family? It must be because you don't want to!"
Seeing how direct he was, Qiu Heng stopped being tactful: "Yes, I don't want to."
"Why? Are you happy with Prince Ling?"
Qiu Heng clenched his fist and asked with a smile: "Why did the Cui family come to my house to propose marriage? Could it be that the second young master Cui likes me?"
Cui Er jumped up as if he had been bitten by a snake: "You, you, don't talk nonsense!"
His heart was beating fast, feeling both the embarrassment of having his mind revealed and the anger towards Qiu Heng.
Qiu Heng knew that Cui Er would not admit it, so he even said: "I don't want to, and neither does Cui Er. Isn't it just right that the marriage doesn't work out?"
Cui Er was suddenly at a loss for words.
"If Mr. Cui has finished speaking, then I will leave. I don't want to keep my friends waiting for too long."
Cui Er looked at Qiu Heng with a cold face as he walked towards Feng Caixing and kicked the tree trunk.
The branches swayed, and several birds flew away in fright, leaving behind bird droppings that fell in front of Cui Er.
Cui Er: "..." Feng Caixing pulled Qiu Heng back. He quickly looked back at Cui Er and cursed in a low voice: "What a bastard. Ah Heng, I suddenly realized that Han Ziheng's unlucky situation has nothing to do with you. What a shame, why do I have the nerve to come here to trouble you?”
"Take off your anger."
"That's right, that's how they are." Feng Caixing immediately accepted this reason.
With Cui Er out like this, he lost interest in continuing to visit. After saying goodbye to Princess Rong Ning, the two got on the carriage of Changchun Marquis Mansion.
"When the weather gets cooler, there will be many competitions. Ah Heng, you must participate."
"Okay."
The carriage headed towards Uncle Yongqing's Mansion first. Feng Caixing had a lively temper and kept talking all the way until a rapid sound of gongs sounded outside.
"Why is it so noisy?" Feng Caixing lifted the curtains of the car and looked around. He tugged on Qiu Heng's sleeves and said, "Ah Heng, look, someone is throwing burning paper everywhere!"
It happened that the wind picked up, and a piece of paper fluttered and fell near the carriage.
"Hey, it doesn't seem to be burning paper." Feng Caixing became curious and asked the maid to pick up the paper that fell on the ground and look at it.
It was an ordinary piece of hemp paper, with many words written on it, and the handwriting was a bit messy.
Please...you...Collect_6Ⅰ9ⅠBookⅠ(Six\\\Nine\\\Book\\\!)
"I am Wang Ping from Fengzhou. The dog thief Yuan Chenghai stole my wife and occupied my ancestral grave... I had no way to ask for help, so I went to Beijing to complain. Unexpectedly, the officials protected me and forced me to come here..."
Feng Caixing's face changed as he read it, and he looked at Qiu Heng.
Qiu Heng's face didn't look good either, and he looked out the window.
Is this Wang Ping the same as Tao Da and the others?
"Ah Heng, is the man riding the bay-red horse Yuan, Yuan Chenghai?" Feng Caixing, who was squeezing by the car window with Qiu Heng, asked in a low voice.
"It's him. That day he was assassinated on the street and caused congestion. I was riding in the car with my grandmother." Qiu Heng said, trying to look forward.
There were a lot of people in front, some watching the fun, and many guards standing around to protect Yuan Chenghai in the middle.
The man finished scattering the hemp paper filled with accusations and banged the gong hard to block Yuan Chenghai's path. Seeing a group of guards approaching in a menacing manner, he raised his hand and threw the gong.
Qiu Heng's heart sank, and he had an ominous premonition.
"Who are you? How dare you slander——" Before the leader of the guard could finish his words, he saw the man take out a dagger and immediately reached for the knife on his waist, "Protect your lord!"
The man stabbed the dagger into his belly fiercely, and stared at Yuan Chenghai who was sitting on the horse amid screams.
"Tie Yuan, even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go!"
He slowly fell to the ground and stared at the clear sky with his eyes wide open.
The ground in the capital was flat, hot and hard, but he only felt cold, his body was cold, his heart was even colder, and the high and bright sky turned gray in his eyes.
Hometown is better, where the flowers are red and the willows are green, and the grass is long and the orioles are flying.
It's spring...
The man gradually lost his breath.
Amid the noise, Yuan Chenghai looked extremely ugly: "Go and take back all the hemp paper he scattered!"
One by one, the guards walked towards the spectators and shouted at them to hand over the hemp paper they had picked up. Those who were afraid of causing trouble hurriedly handed over the paper, while others who were brave enough hid the hemp paper and quietly left in the chaos.
Feng Caixing saw the man die tragically with his own eyes, as motionless as a clay sculpture.
"Caixing, are you okay?" Qiu Heng asked softly.
"No, it's okay." Feng Caixing came back to his senses, wiped the end of his eyes subconsciously, and felt a wet hand.
Her eyes fell on the hemp paper that she had just placed casually, and she suddenly picked it up and stuffed it into her sleeve.
The little girl who had never seen such a tragic scene had her heart beating like thunder. She looked at Qiu Heng nervously: "Ah Heng, you can't leave it to them, right?"
Qiu Heng's eyes also felt a little wet.
"Yes."
(End of chapter)