He didn't want to say this to Shang Jun at first. He cherishes Jun's kindness, but in this matter, it will only become a hindrance. They were already in it, and if they couldn't win, they would lose badly, and he didn't allow Shang Jun to suffer a little more damage.
Is he really provoking the Northern Army into Beijing? Shang Jun stared disappointedly at the handsome face he was familiar with but seemed unfamiliar at this moment, and asked sternly: "Do you know how many people will be displaced by doing this, and how many people will be starved and cold! No scruples, unscrupulous means, this Is that what you're doing now?"
The rebuke in Shang Jun's eyes deeply hurt Xiao Zongqing's heart, and the clenched teeth showed deeper marks on the already angular cheeks. Nodding stubbornly, Xiao Zongqing replied expressionlessly: "When necessary!"
"You..." He answered so calmly. Shang Jun was stuck in his chest in one breath, but he couldn't say a word! Now that he is the master of a sect, he can cover the sky with one hand, where does he need to listen to what others say, and take care of other people's life and death! The chest began to ache again, Shang Jun held his chest with one hand, broke away from Xiao Zongqing with the other, and turned to leave.
The pale face of Shang Jun made Xiao Zongqing panic, grabbed Shang Jun's wrist, and said anxiously: "Jun!"
"Let go!" He wanted to let go of his hand, but he grabbed it even tighter. Shang Jun closed his eyes tiredly, and replied coldly, "If you help me that way, then I tell you, I don't need it." After the earnest talk that night, he thought that San'er already understood his I mean, he still doesn't understand. Everything San'er did was for him, how could he not know it, but it was because of him that he was so sad and angry. It was he who made San'er become as crazy, selfish, and cruel as he is now.
Withdrawing his hand forcefully, Shang Jun walked towards the inn a little disheartened. Just as he walked to the door of the inn, behind him, a low roar made him tremble.
"Shangjun!"
Xiao Zongqing's eyes were fixed on Shang Jun's indifferent back, bloodshot eyes were all over his eyes, he was not afraid of Jun scolding him, yelling at him, or even hitting him, but he could not bear his indifference. The veins on the clenched fists burst out, but they kept shaking.
"What do you want from me to satisfy you!"
"You tell me-"
The low roar that was almost blown away by the cold wind was like a sharp sword, piercing into his heart little by little, and Shang Jun didn't even have the strength to lift his feet.
What does he want from him? He wanted him not to get involved in the vortex of this power struggle, and he wanted him to still be the free third son of the Xiao family. All of this may be his fault. If he hadn't told San'er the things that frustrated him back then, or if they had never met, would San'er be happier now
Too bad there is no if.
He knew that at this time San'er, he could never drive away again.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, like silky cotton wool, falling lightly and swaying in the wind, but unfortunately it is not beautiful, but it is cold. With all his strength, Shang Jun finally stepped forward and walked into the door of the inn. In the end, he did not look back.
Qin Xiuzhi had heard them arguing just now, and even if he couldn't hear what the quarrel was about, he could see clearly the roar and loss of control of Shang Jun. And at this moment, he passed him by. After a while, the sound of teacups shattering came from Shang Jun's room.
Outside the inn, the black figure stood for a long time in the dark night, let the cold wind raged and the wind and snow eroded.
Blind people can see that, between them - extraordinary.
Qin Xiuzhi, why are you deceiving yourself
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Dangdang.
In the dead of night, the light knocking on the door sounded particularly harsh, Yuhan's hand holding the pen paused, and a drop of ink dripped and quickly penetrated the back of the paper.
The sound gradually subsided, and two guards with knives had quietly appeared beside Yuhan, watching the door alertly.
Holding the pen, his hands never stopped, the tip of the pen swiped smoothly across the paper, and Yuhan asked impatiently, "Who?"
"Shangjun."
The clean male voice outside the door made Yuhan's hand holding the pen pause again, and the ink dripped again and soaked the back of the paper. Some helplessly looked at the ink-stained word under his hand, Yuhan simply put down the pen and waved to the guard next to him, who left the house as quietly as when he came.
Opening the door, Yuhan looked at the smiling man in a white shirt outside the door, and asked, "Young Master Shang, what are you doing so late?"
Shang Jun smiled and nodded, and replied: "There is one thing, I want to ask your opinion."
It is a fact that the North Army entered Beijing and the victims were scattered everywhere. He wanted to take this opportunity to try again whether the letter was worthy of his help.
The wind was howling outside the door, and Shang Jun's thin white shirt was blown away. Yuhan opened the door and said, "Come in and talk."
Entering the room, Shang Jun glanced at the desk covered with rice paper, and a few lines of cursive script that were vigorous but not very smooth jumped in front of him. At this time, I still have the mind to practice writing, which is good.
Standing in front of the desk, Shang Jun didn't even greet him, he said straight to the point: "The northern garrison has heard the news of your distress and is approaching Tiancheng, and at the same time it will drive the poor peasants to move south. Because of the influx of refugees, grain merchants are secretly stockpiling rice, and the price of rice is high. It's soaring. I don't need to say more, you know how hard people's lives are."
"Is there such a thing?" Yu Han's face was full of surprise, but he didn't respond immediately, frowning for a moment, he walked back to the desk, picked up the brush still dipped in ink, and said, "I will immediately repair the book, the commander of the Northern Army. They stopped the march and let the people go back to their homes."
Shang Jun lightly pressed Yuhan's hand and reminded: "The closer the northern army is to Tiancheng, the safer Prince Rui will be. If you want to force the palace, the greater your confidence, and the more chaotic the domestic situation, the more beneficial it will be. Raising troops to replace it, Prince Rui can reconsider."
Saying so, Shang Jun has been carefully observing every expression and movement of Yuhan. The country will be in chaos, and there must be a bright master in charge of Cang Yue. He couldn't make a wrong choice.
Yuhan sighed softly, put down the pen, and said softly, "Call me Yuhan, Yuhan is my handwriting." From the first time he saw him, he had never deceived him, but he kept provoking, testing and even provoking him. ridicule him. Looking directly into the eyes of Shang Jun, Yuhan replied without hesitation: "Although I dare not say that the purpose of seizing the throne and contending for the king is entirely for the sake of the people, I will never fall into the fire and water of the people because of my own selfish desires. It is completely justifiable for Hai to retake the Cang Yue River!"
His frank answer was in line with Shang Jun's wishes, but Shang Jun was a little curious, what made him so confident, "How can it be justified?"
Looking at Shang Jun Qingming's eyes, Yuhan replied: "I just haven't found such a thing yet, as long as I find it, I can prove that I am the lord of Cang Yue."
What can prove that he is the king? The few lines of words left by his mother suddenly flashed in his mind, and Shang Jun's face changed slightly, he thought about it secretly, and asked in a low voice: "What did you say, but the first emperor's personal edict and Fengguo jade seal?"
Shang Jun knew that asking this question also meant that he had decided to stand in the same direction as Yuhan.
Yu Han stared at Shang Jun in horror, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, how did you know?" He also learned this secret from the censor's doctor, Mr. Huang Qihuang three months ago, and it was precisely because he knew this secret, Long Chimu could not keep him. But these are the secrets of the court, why did the Shangjun know? Did Xiao Zongqing tell him? So how much does the silent door know
Yu Han was shocked, but Shang Jun sneered in his heart. Just the names of these two things cost his family more than 100 lives, how could he not know! Ignoring Yuhan's eagerness to know the answer, Shang Jun secretly adjusted his breath and made sure he was calm enough before asking in a deep voice, "Do you remember Wu Zhengting?"
"General Wu?" The death of General Wu not only shocked Cang Yue, but even Dong Yu and Yan Rui couldn't believe it. Only after Lord Huang Qi's explanation did he understand that the Wu family had broken through this great secret, and they had a lot of troops in their hands. Only death can make the superiors feel at ease.
Yuhan nodded and replied with a sigh, "All Cangyue people respect General Wu, how could I forget him. You learned about the last edict from the two young ladies of the Wu family, right?"
Shang Jun thought for a while before replying: "Yes." He didn't want to mention "Miss Wu family", it would be easy to reveal his identity, but obviously Yuxin knew, so it seems that he must be from Huang Qi, Gao Haiming, The three of Li Ling found out, because he only told the three of them.
"You are General Wu's—"
Shang Jun did not wait for him to finish his question, and then he said: "General Wu has the grace of life for me. He was bright and upright throughout his life, loyal to the country, but he was wronged by this injustice. I swore at his grave to avenge him. Xuehen, return the Wu family's innocence."
"So it is. Where are the two ladies of the Wu family? Are you okay?" No wonder, at that time, he asked for justice, but why didn't the Wu family find anyone, but only the Shangjun
"After the disaster, they were isolated and helpless, and finally found me. After clarifying the whole story, I sent them to other countries for recuperation. Now everything is fine." Shang Jun walked to the wooden chair beside the round table and sat down. Next, he casually said it, as if he didn't want to talk about it.
He was obviously reluctant to disclose the situation of the two young ladies, and he was very protective. Looking at Shang Jun's incomparably beautiful profile, indifferent and alienated but unusually attractive, Yu Han suddenly realized, could it be that Shang Jun is Miss Wu's sweetheart? The prospective son-in-law of General Wu? It is no wonder that he will bear the grudge of the Wu family with all his might, and it is no wonder that Miss Wu told him the secret.
Thinking that she had guessed the relationship between the Shangjun and the Wu family, Yuhan no longer bothered about it, and asked the question she was most concerned about: "About the Yuxi and the will, do you have any news? I only listen to Lord Huang Qi. It was mentioned that the Miss Wu family once said that Madam Wu left a blood letter before her death, which recorded the fact that Long Chaomu usurped the throne and the location of the jade seal and edict."
"I've read the blood book. But it only mentioned the imperial edict and the Fengguo jade seal hidden in the phoenix coffin, and the mysterious stone as the key. There is nothing else. Have you heard of these two things?" Yuhan lived in the palace since childhood. , I hope he can know some clues, even a little bit.
Unfortunately, Shang Jun was disappointed. Yuhan shook his head blankly and replied, "Phoenix coffin? Mysterious stone? I have never heard of it in the palace for so many years, and I have never heard it from my father. Can't you find it at all?"
"About the phoenix coffin, there is no news or record at all, and Xuanshi does have some eyebrows." Under the expectation of Yu Han, Shang Jun replied: "Xuanshi is a fairy stone handed down from ancient times, and legends have this spirit. Stones, you can find the fairyland on earth. I guess, this fairyland on earth should be the phoenix coffin known to the late emperor. Before the late emperor died, he had a close relationship with a warlock. After the late emperor died, he disappeared. Xuanshi It is very likely that it belonged to a warlock, but it has been almost 30 years since the death of the first emperor. The warlock was over a hundred years old at that time, and he has long since disappeared. It was hard to find out that the warlock had two disciples, but I searched for three years. , still nothing.”
With that said, the Warlock may have been a hundred years old. Yuhan asked, "Who are the two disciples of the warlock?"
"It is said that the eldest disciple is a genius doctor, and the second disciple has never been mentioned or known for many years. It is extremely mysterious. I have searched almost all the people who can be regarded as genius doctors in the world, but I still can't find it. After all these years, Long Chimu has also been looking for it. He must know more about Xuanshi than us. We must be faster than him. If the will and the jade seal fall into his hands, it will be extremely unfavorable to you. "
He naturally understands this. He has frequent contacts with the generals under General Wu, and they also hold grudges against Long Chimu's actions, but they say that he will never be a rebel and rebel against the party. If he can't show his will to prove that he is Cang Yue The main lord is destined to not receive the support of the Wu family army.
"Not even the silent door?"
Shang Jun shook his head and replied helplessly: "The power of the silent door in Cang Yue is greater, and the disciples of the warlocks should be from Dongyu." The silent door has been investigating these years, and the one that has been found the most is Long Chi. The fact that Mu usurped the throne and forced the palace, still knew very little about the situation of Xuanshi and the warlock.
Originally thought there would be hope, but now it seems that there are many difficulties, the fog continues, and both of them are a little depressed.
Yuhan suddenly stood up, smiled heartily, and said, "It doesn't matter, we can find Xuanshi slowly. At the very least, the existence of these two things proves that I am not a rebel and rebel. I will write a letter to the Northern Army first. General, the refugees must first allow them to go home, so that they will not die in a foreign country. Then sneak back to Tiancheng and wait for the opportunity. As for the warlock disciple, let's ask Fengyulou for help."
Shang Jun nodded with a smile and replied, "Well, I will talk to Shen Xiaoyun."
Standing behind Yuhan, watching him calmly write the secret letter to the generals of the Northern Army, Shang Jun suddenly felt much more relaxed. This person has his own laws in dealing with things, has compassion for the people, and is not discouraged in the face of difficulties. This time, he should have chosen the right person.
After he finished writing and carefully sealed the letter, Shang Jun said lightly, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."
"Shangjun."
Shang Jun was about to open the door when he heard Yuhan's voice, turned around, and Yuhan suddenly said to him seriously, "Thank you."
Shang Jun looked inexplicable, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for your loyalty and courage."
Loyalty? Shang Jun laughed, his father might be happy to hear it, but he himself didn't feel anything, because he did not have the so-called loyalty and courage. If possible, he hopes that he is still an ordinary woman who is free and easy.
With only a slight smile, Shang Jun turned and left without replying.
Yuhan looked at the proudly leaving back, and frowned gradually. He has seen so-called people who are indifferent to fame and fortune. They don't like to ask about world affairs and are arrogant. Obviously, Shangjun is not. He has also seen people with high morality. Neither do you.
Merchant, what kind of person are you
Would such a person be used by him