Shang Fuyan was the minister of household affairs and a famous official in the Qing Dynasty who was praised by everyone in the court. In order to investigate the military pay embezzlement case, he went deep into the tiger's den alone and found the head of the third prince.
But the third prince's hand was longer than he thought. Before the evidence was presented to the imperial court, he himself was charged with embezzling military pay. The 300,000 taels of military salary approval that had been signed and pledged became his talisman, and he, the person who signed the pledge, became the scapegoat.
The nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the guillotine. The executioner's knife did not fall. From the direction of Chengtian Gate, a cold arrow came through the snow and nailed the executioner's right wrist. Junior brother Gu Chengfeng, who had not spoken to him for three years and had been trying to draw a clear line with him since their apprenticeship broke up, galloped thousands of miles from the border with more than 20 soldiers on horseback and kidnapped him on the execution ground.
Didn't you agree to draw a clear line? Why would you risk the whole world's disapproval for him?
What he didn't know was that the letter "Senior brother wants to draw a clear line with Gu Chengfeng" that Gu Chengfeng received three years ago was not written by him at all. The three years of cold treatment he thought were all fabricated by someone.
On the way to escape, they finally said what they had not said for all those years. But the pursuers didn't give them time. Qingyuan Crossing, thousands of arrows pierced the body.
Gu Chengfeng stood in front of him and held his hand with his last breath: "Senior brother... See you in the next life."
He squeezed the hand: "Okay. See you in the next life."
——But they didn't expect that they would really see each other again in this life.
