Jiang Xuening really thought about it: if he is a bad person, he should take precautions before it happens and be in danger in his infancy. Since he knew that Zhou Yin had done evil in his previous life, why would he not dare to get rid of him in this life before he grows up, so as to avoid the calamity of today
But if she was really a villain, how could she save You Fangyin
If you save You Fangyin, it will prove that she is not a bad person. Not being a bad person, and not getting rid of a person for a future mistake he might make before he still makes a mistake.
So after thinking about it, it became a dead end.
She is such a person, so these things must happen.
If you have to get to the bottom of it, maybe it's-
She is not strong enough.
But if this is the case, the world is too unreasonable. Wasn't the marriage between Xiao Yan and the two clans not strong? Xie Ju'an had a deep blood feud, and had endured humiliation for more than 20 years; were Shen Lang and Shen Jie in their previous lives not strong enough? Once the court is overturned, it will die in the palace, or die of illness on the dragon couch.
Whoever is strong is only strong for a while.
The east wind prevails over the west wind, and the west wind prevails over the east wind.
No one can really be stronger.
How can the truth of the world be judged in terms of strength or weakness
Before leaving, Xie Wei seemed to see the confusion lingering in her heart, and only said lightly: "The truth of the world should not be judged by strength or weakness. However, without strength, there is no reason. The weak always like to talk to the strong. Reason, but truth is never on their side."
After speaking, he looked back.
The door slowly closed again.
There was silence all around.
Jiang Xuening closed his eyes, as if he could hear the sound of thoughts floating in the dust.
After sitting for a long time, she slowly supported the ground, got up, picked up the plate of peach cake that Xie Wei had put on the side, and ate a few bites.
At dusk, she finally came out of the house.
The maids hurriedly went to cloth dishes.
Jiang Xuening drank the soup first, then ate a bowl of rice with the dishes. After washing up, he called someone to find Daoqin.
Hearing that Jiang Xuening was looking for him, Daoqin was stunned for a long time before coming all the way with anxiety, but when standing under the steps, the scene of You Fangyin's death that day couldn't help but come to mind.
He dared not speak.
It's just that the door was only half-closed, and it was not closed. Jiang Xuening buried himself in writing something in front of the desk. When he looked up, he saw him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Come in."
Daoqin's hand holding the knife tightened tightly, her lips pursed into a compressed line, and she finally walked in silently.
There is ink on the desk.
The three brief letters had been written. After Jiang Xuening waited for the ink to dry, he folded the letterheads, put them in three different envelopes, pasted them with varnish, and handed them to Daoqin: "Once Zhou Yinzhi returns to Beijing, Xinzhou will It will be very troublesome. You have been with your husband for many years, and you are very skilled in martial arts. You should have a good ability to adapt, so I want to entrust you to handle this important matter. "
Daoqin took the letter and looked at her.
Jiang Xuening continued: "Among the three letters, one was written to a non-prime son, who you might know better than me; the other was to Zheng Bao, who should have become the eunuch in the palace by now. , is a person who 'drops the kindness of the water, the spring of the spring'. The foundation of Mr. Xie in Beijing will not be completely removed so soon. After handing over the two, secretly coordinate the Beijing-China affairs and arrest someone for me."
Daoqin was stunned.
Jiang Xuening looked up at him and said word by word: "It's a woman, in Zhou Yinzhi's backyard, it should be his concubine, she has followed him since she was not yet prosperous, and called her 'Yao Niang'. I don't know if she has any Give birth to an heir for Zhou Yinzhi, if you don't have it, then take it with you."
Daoqin asked, "What about the third letter?"
Jiang Xuening got up, walked to the copper basin filled with water, and dipped his ink-stained fingers in, his voice was calm and unwavering: "After catching Yaoniang, leave it to Zhou Yinzhi."
Under her eyes, there was unprecedented indifference.
Daoqin was silent for a long time before saying, "Yes."
Jiang Xuening said: "It's not too late, you can leave as soon as possible."
Daoqin stood still and seemed to have something to say.
But when the lips were divided, the throat felt astringent, and in any case, those words could not be said.
What's the use of guilt
You Fangyin can't come back.
Jiang Xuening closed his eyes slowly, thinking of that pure silly girl, who couldn't bear to win others even at the leaf card, and almost couldn't hold back her emotions.
After a while, she forced them down.
Then he said to Daoqin: "You are not wrong, and there is nothing wrong with goodness. The only faults are those who do good by others and do their own evil. Fangyin won't blame you, but she must hope you help her get justice."
Daoqinyuan was still tense, but when she heard this, the tip of her nose suddenly became sour, her eyes were wet, tears fell, and she fell on the back of her hand.
He knelt on the ground with the knife, but said: "The knife and piano will not be humiliated!"
Then he got up, said goodbye to Jiang Xuening, and strode out the door.
From Xinzhou to the capital, the world is in chaos.
Zhou Yinzhi even felt like a dream on the way.
Obviously everything was fine when he arrived, and the news of the victory at the border was spread everywhere, and the scholars, peasants, and businessmen were all delighted. come.
And the further east you go, the more refugees there are.
Finally, the day before he entered the capital, he felt that he was safe. Even if the people from Xinzhou wanted to chase him, he could not chase after him, so when he was changing horses at the post house, he asked, "I came back from Xinzhou all the way and saw that there were There are countless refugees, what's going on?"
It was rare for the postmaster of the posthouse to receive such a high-ranking official, and for fear of not being able to serve him well, he hurriedly flattered: "Oh, you went to the border before, I'm afraid you haven't heard of it yet? It's said that the Heavenly Sect is causing chaos in the south, as if to— "
Zhou Yinzhi's heart skipped a beat: "Reverse?"
The postman didn't dare to say anything, got close, and smiled shyly: "Xiaguan doesn't dare to talk about it, all the refugees outside are spreading the rumors like this, and they can't tell where the rumors come from, so they all run north in fright."
"… "
Zhou Yinzhi's face suddenly turned cold, he grabbed the reins with one hand, and the force was so strong that the rough edges of the reins almost fell into the palm of his hand.
Yicheng was frightened by him.
Zhou Yinzhi didn't say any more. After changing horses, he didn't even want to stop and rest. He directly urged the horse to go to the official road and arrive at the capital at the end of the day.
The first thing is to go home.
Under Yao Niang's service, she didn't care to answer her concerns, changed into a clean court dress, and brought the seal that was not stained with blood but seemed to be stained with blood, and immediately entered the palace to see her.
When people arrived at the gate of the palace, they were encountering Dingfei Shizi, who was hanging around and walking out of the palace.
This incompetent dude is still taking eight-character steps.
He is rich and noble, with a dozen jade pendants hanging around his waist. Those who know him say that his status is different from others, but those who don't know are afraid that he will think that it is those liar hawkers on the street who come out to sell a nest of junk.
Seeing Zhou Yinzhi, Xiao Dingfei raised his eyebrows, looked at him without any hesitation, and said hello with a smile: "Oh, isn't this Commander Zhou? They all came back from Xinzhou. But you didn't come here by chance. , it's burning inside."
After all, it was the emperor's former benefactor.
In the past two years, he has taken a leisurely job in the Ministry of Rites in the court, and has made friends with a group of powerful children who usually do not do serious business with him. Gotta get drunk.
Although Zhou Yinzhi is not a person with clean methods and good character, he does not want to deal with such people more, not to mention that Xiao Shu hates this brother who is not dead, and he will never have a deep friendship with Xiao Dingfei.
So at this moment, he just nodded lightly.
Without even saying a word, he walked past the other party and entered the palace.
The situation in the Qianqing Palace was really bad.
Before he got close, he heard Shen Lang's furious voice: "What a heavenly religion! What a heavenly religion! Even if you eat the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard, you dare to make a comeback! Don't even look at what a group of refugees and bandits can become. How did the late emperor tell this group of chaotic officials and thieves to subdue the law, how can I tell them to come back and forth now! Come on, go to Xuan Guogong Xiao Yuan!"
Zheng Bao hurried out of the door.
Run into Zhou Yinzhi head-on.
Zhou Yinzhi has always been polite to the people who serve the emperor, so he gently cupped his hands and lowered his voice: "Eunuch Zheng, where is the sage?"
Zheng Bao glanced at him and said, "The urgent news from an hour ago, the army raised Jinling, and the Heavenly Sect went against it."
You Fangyin was buried on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.
Although the news of the gradual chaos in the south was late, it also spread to Xinzhou one after another.
There was the imperial court before, and then there was the heavenly religion.
The world will be in chaos, and the people of Li will be uneasy.
Not to mention the displaced people, they couldn't even help the coffin back to Shu. After many calculations, they could only find a place with good feng shui outside the city of Xinzhou to bury the person.
Thousands of family fortunes were emptied for the imperial court;
The Salt Farm Chamber of Commerce has no news at all.
At this time, Ren Weizhi, who had been drinking for a few days, was carrying out the funeral, and when he woke up, he saw the pale sky outside, heard the noisy movement, and followed him outside. When the coffin was lifted into the car, there was an illusion that a dream had returned to the past.
Alone, hanging in the shadows.
Nothing but myself.
Jiang Xuening also stood beside the coffin.
Even the awesome Mr. Xie came.
When Ren Weizhi walked over, he stared at Jiang Xuening for a long time, thinking that if Fangyin hadn't come this time, perhaps this disaster would not have happened. But without Jiang Xuening, Fang Yin would not have been saved.
It wasn't until he started singing that he was in a trance.
The boss Ren, who was once down and out and turned upside down with his bold silver stocks, was bookish, but he returned to his original down and down appearance, holding the tablet and walking in the front.
Out of town.
Buried.
Burial.
A new grave stood at the foot of the mountain, and paper money flew all over the sky.
Jiang Xue quietly watched the loess pile up higher and higher, and finally buried the coffin completely.
Xie Ju'an and others looked at her from behind.
However, she crouched in front of the newly carved tombstone, gently reached out and touched the rough stone surface, and said, "I have something I want to tell Fangyin alone, so please leave me alone for a while."
Everyone was speechless.
Ren Weizhi turned around and left first, as if staying here for an extra moment would be a torment.
The rest looked at Xie Wei.
Xie Wei was silent for a while, knowing that he was going to leave Xinzhou soon, and how much weight You Fangyin held in her heart. In the end, he didn't say much. He only ordered a few good soldiers in the army to watch from a distance. I waited with the others and waited on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain.
No one spoke.
However, most of the time passed, just when Xie Wei wanted to ask Yan Lin to go up and take a look, there was a sudden scream of anger in the mountain forest: "Who is it?!"
The sound of swordsmen clashing suddenly rang out!
Everyone felt their scalps explode, and they were shocked.
Yan Lin's reaction was extremely fast, and he dashed forward without even thinking about it! It didn't take a while to get to the new tomb, but I saw dozens of people with black scarves and masks rushing out of the dense forest that overlapped the mountain, fighting with the people who were guarding around them.
These people are holding weapons with strange shapes, and they are even more treacherous.
The end is cruel and vicious!
It's all blood droplets!
Yan Lin couldn't care less, and glanced at it, where was Jiang Xuening's trace in front of the original tombstone? !
There was a vague figure in the forest on the opposite side and quickly left.
Today is a funeral, and it is outside the city of Xinzhou. Who would have imagined that someone would be ambushed here without knowing it? There are few people in the group with weapons. People in the army are better at group battles and fighting tactics. If they fight alone, how can they compare with these vicious people who lick blood on the rivers and lakes? For a while and a half, they couldn't help them, and they were dragged by this group of people, watching the figures in the mountains disappear quickly!
"Ningning—"
Yan Lin's eyes were about to split, and a sword slashed open the chest of the masked man in black scarf in front of him. Hot blood splattered all over his face, but he didn't even wipe it, he forcibly cut a bloody path and chased into the forest. go!
The whole cemetery was like hell for a while.
The swords meet, the limbs mutilate.
Blood splattered.
A few drops fell and splashed on the brand-new tombstone that was just erected today, and also stained a page of paper lightly resting on it with mottled blood.
Xie Wei's injury has not yet healed, and when he followed, his footsteps were a little more hurried, and he accidentally affected the wound, and there was a hint of bright red in his waist and abdomen.
Seeing this scene, what else did he not understand
At this moment, I only feel that there is nothing in the world, only the cold and chill, and the wind is like a knife!
He stepped on the lying corpses under his feet, walked through the cross-flow of blood, stood in front of the tombstone, picked up the page, and slowly opened it.
Haven't seen this handwriting for many years.
In this letter, the person who wrote the letter did not call him "Young Master", but called him Du Jun!
"In a world of great strife, gather righteousness and rise up; you originally received favor, but you retaliate with revenge. You can still survive if you turn back from the sea of hardships. On the 22nd of the first month, Luoyang will be divided into rudders, waiting for you alone, as many as you should die!"
"Wan Xiuzi..." With a pale face, he laughed abruptly, but the back of his hand holding the page had faint blue veins protruding, and said slowly, "Zhengchou can't find you, so I'll bring it to the door myself."