In the ninth year of Yonghe, in late autumn, after several months, the Huainan rebellion case was finally concluded. After investigation, more than 30 people were killed, and nearly 100 officials involved in the case were arrested.
These officials were all appointed by the court after the King of Huainan was punished, but now they have committed heinous crimes, so naturally they cannot be forgiven lightly, and King Xiling also acquiesced to the court's right to dispose of it and did not interfere. The principal offender, Han Zhongwen, was dead and could not be held accountable, so he ordered dozens of repeat offenders to be beheaded on the spot as a sign of shock. After all arrangements were made, the doctor and the captain of the imperial censor set off first and returned to the capital.
Although the convoy was long, their journey was very fast, crossing mountains and fields, crossing rivers, and arriving at Chang'an in a few days.
Staying at the inn at night, and the entourage respectfully retire after reporting the trip, Su Shiyu turned around and returned to his room, and suddenly said meaningfully: "It seems that there are always people reporting matters at this hour in the past two days."
"Really? I didn't pay attention." Chu Mingyun sat at the table and casually flipped through the book.
Su Shiyu looked at the empty medicine bowl on the table, "Where's your medicine?"
"It's over."
"Where did it fall again?"
Chu Mingyun turned the book over a page without raising his head, as if he had never heard of it.
Su Shiyu sighed lightly, took the medicine pot and poured out another bowl. Just as it was placed on the table, a strong wind blew up, and the medicine bowl flew out and landed on the windowsill without spilling a drop. Su Shiyu was caught off guard, and then the whole person let him go, and he was pressed on the table in a whirlwind, facing Chu Mingyun with a smile on his back, looking down at him condescendingly.
"..." Su Shiyu said helplessly, "Is your injury already healed?"
Chu Mingyun put one hand on Su Shiyu's head, and the other hand took his hand and pressed it on his waist, smiling ambiguous, "I'm not sure if it's good or not, why don't you try it?"
After staying with Chu Mingyun for so long, Su Shiyu's understanding ability is increasing day by day. However, understanding does not mean that he can handle it. He had to turn his head uncomfortably, but Chu Mingyun squeezed Su Shiyu's chin and let him look at him, and suddenly said seriously: "Why do I think you have something on your mind these days? , still wondering who instigated Han Zhongwen?"
Su Shiyu's attention was diverted, and he couldn't help frowning slightly: "I thought about King Xiling, but after thinking about it, I think it's not, but I can't think of any suspicious people."
Chu Mingyun leaned over and kissed his shoulder and neck, "How do you say?"
"The game in Huainan is actually not very clever. It is more than enough to hide us who are far away in the capital. When facing the Shouchun city army, Han Zhongwen seems a little reluctant, so how can he deceive the king of Xiling? Judging from my situation that day, the prince and Han Zhongwen are still relatively familiar with each other, if that's the case, how could the prince who is in charge of Huainan affairs know nothing about what he does with one hand?" With such an extremely ambiguous posture, Su Shiyu pondered deeply. He got up and said, "But it shouldn't be King Xiling. He has no reason to do this. Huainan is already his fief, and the turmoil will not benefit him, but it will cause more damage. Besides, the prince did not appear at the banquet that night, and later You have also seen the correspondence between me and King Xiling, he said that the prince ran away because of some things a while ago, he didn't take care of Huainan himself, and he didn't know anything about Han Zhongwen..."
His voice suddenly trembled, it was Chu Mingyun who opened his mouth and bit his shoulder lightly, sucking and kissing, Su Shiyu clenched his sleeves tightly, but tried his best to stay calm, and continued in an orderly manner: "... Besides, just like you What I once said to Mrs. Han, Han Zhongwen alone cannot mobilize the rebellious party, then the other party must be involved with the King of Huainan, so that the rebellious party can be driven by him, but I can't think of who it is."
The small kisses went up his neck, Chu Mingyun laughed softly, and his warm breath fell on the side of his neck, "Why think so much, you are full of worries here, and he may not be able to sit there, after all The bigger the case, the easier it is to hide."
"Yes." Su Shiyu sighed, "There is no definite evidence, so we can't just rely on conjectures to make a conclusion."
Chu Mingyun kissed Su Shiyu's chin, paused for a moment, and walked past his face with his eyes at this distance, and kissed again, his lips and tongues touched, Su Shiyu gasped, but pushed him away. .
Su Shiyu looked at Chu Mingyun, "You really poured the medicine."
Chu Mingyun: "..."
Chu Mingyun now finally knows what it means to regret it. Since he was injured that night, Su Shiyu refused to share the bed with him again, for fear that he would encounter Chu Mingyun's wound in his sleep. He used it skinless and shameless to act like a hooligan, only to get Su Shiyu to nod reluctantly, but that night Su Shiyu insisted on guarding him all night without closing his eyes, so Chu Mingyun had to agree to sleep separately. So for many days, he could only simply kiss the addiction, and his mood was complicated and slightly sad.
"The injury still needs to be thoroughly taken care of, so as not to accumulate old injuries and damage the foundation in the future." Su Shiyu said seriously.
"...Okay." Chu Mingyun sighed resignedly, let go of Su Shiyu, took down the bowl of medicinal soup, and drank it with a frown. He turned to look at himself Su Shiyu, and couldn't help laughing, "Shiyu, why do you still have this expression and don't give me a smile?"
Su Shiyu didn't answer for a while, Chu Mingyun stepped forward, reached out to hold Su Shiyu's face, stared at him with a smile, and then suddenly pinched his face and rubbed, pulling his lips into a stiff arc, very Satisfied: "Come on, have a laugh."
Su Shiyu wanted to pull his hand down, "…Let go."
"Hey, don't frown, can't I let you squeeze it back?" Chu Mingyun let go of his face with a smile, and held his hand against his face.
"Do you think I'm as naive as you?" Su Shiyu laughed and pinched his face with his fingers. Chu Mingyun hooked the corners of his lips, closed his eyes obediently, and looked like he was being rubbed by Jun.
Su Shiyu was suddenly speechless.
He was really worried, but it wasn't just the case.
The bright moon was shining brightly outside the window lattice, the distant mountains showed dark outlines, the bells of the mountain temples were vaguely heard in the distance, and the majestic Chang'an City was already in sight.
The moon will be broken, the mirror will be split, and the curtain will come to an end.
Empty is sober in this life, knowing it is fake, but it is like drinking poison to quench thirst, and the deeper and deeper.
… and you are a dream that can’t be expected, and greed for a while is enough.
He finally raised his head slowly and cherishly and placed a kiss on Chu Mingyun's forehead, then let go of his hand and turned to walk out, his voice was as gentle as usual, "I can go back to Beijing tomorrow, rest early."
Chu Mingyun pressed his fingertips on his forehead, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at his back, and smiled silently.
He stood alone in the wilderness, the pouring rain poured down the sky and the earth, the broken battle flags and the dead horses were mixed, the blood and cement water pooled and flowed along the edge of his boots. Someone called him, he turned around, but was suddenly lifted by a hand around his neck.
The man's face was twisted and ferocious in front of his eyes, his feet were hanging in the air, his hands were tightly grasping each other's fingers, his throat hurt like a knife, and he couldn't spit out a single syllable. The white tent swayed in his sight, and he heard the man's mockery:
"Little girl, save your energy, I don't want to hand over you after you are disabled."
Almost suffocating, the voice lingered and drifted, suddenly far and near.
The man's hand suddenly lost strength, he fell to the ground and barely stood up, the hot and sticky neck blood splashed all over his face, causing his stomach to burn and churning, almost vomiting. He watched the human skull roll away, bumping into the feet of someone in the distance before stopping.
Su Jue glanced down, then raised her eyes to look at him. He knelt down and said in a low voice, "Father."
"He lied to us and killed them, all seventy-one..."
"What seventy-one people, where are the seventy-one people?" Su Jue interrupted him and scolded: "That's the four thousand people under your account! He killed them? You killed them. them!"
"...Father?" He stared at Su Jue blankly.
"I taught you that battle formation, you broke it, you can win, why did you lose?" Su Jue approached step by step, "You have ears and eyes, you can see and break, why give up your own judgment and rely on trust? Other people's words? Who is the leader of the four thousand soldiers?!"
"...It's me." He leaned down, his thin body trembled slightly, his forehead pressed against the rough ground, his chest was sore and painful, but his eyes were dry and bitter, "It's my fault."
Su Jue said nothing, looked down at him, and after a long silence stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Look up and see, do you want to make another mistake?"
He raised his head hesitantly, and looked in the direction Su Jue pointed. The human head was still in the same place, but the face on the human head changed dramatically.
It was Chu Mingyun's face.
The bloody aura rushed up from his throat instantly, and he staggered back in horror, and rolled down the cliff with one foot empty.
The jagged rocks cut him with blood, and he finally fell to the bottom of the cliff, and his bones seemed to be broken. He saw the two people standing opposite each other on the foggy cliff, and the cold light flashed by, and the three-foot green front penetrated the chest of one of them, and the man fell from the cliff and fell heavily beside him. .
The fog was thick on the cliff, and it was hard to see his face, but he could only see that there was a red lotus-like blood on the corner of the sleeve of the sword holder when he turned around. He turned his face to look beside him, an identical face reflected in the pupils of that pale face.
Su Shiyu suddenly woke up and sat up. The midnight was silent, and he could only hear his own breathing. He put his hands on his face, and felt the cold sweat on his forehead. He closed his eyes tightly, and his voice trembled slightly.
"… can't be wrong again... Father, I can't be wrong again."
The estimated itinerary was good. The next day just after noon, they returned to Chang'an.
Qin Zhao was out on business when he received the news and rushed back immediately. At the entrance of the mansion stood a maid in blue, waiting. As soon as she saw him dismount, she hurriedly greeted him, "The chief is back! Your lord is waiting in the study, so you can go over when you return to the mansion!"
Qin Zhao walked quickly to the study, pushed open the door and entered, "Brother, you are finally back."
"Well." Chu Mingyun looked down at the document.
Qin Zhao stopped, suddenly aware of the strange atmosphere, and said strangely, "Senior brother?"
Chu Mingyun slowly lifted his eyes, raised his hand and threw the stack of documents on the table, and said without any emotion: "What's going on?"
"what?"
"I won't say anything about the fact that the forces in the DPRK and China were dismantled into a pile of loose sand. I just ask you, who would have dared to transfer Zhou Yi back from the Western Border without my permission?" Chu Mingyun said coldly, "Because of the death of Princess Loulan Only then did I find an opportunity to let him take charge of the troops and horses in the Western Border, and now that the situation has stabilized, I have been transferred back, what is this, that I have given away a bargain in vain?" He looked directly at Qin Zhao, "Who gave the order, you? Why didn't the letter mention this?"
Qin Zhao was stunned, "...Isn't that what you meant?"
Chu Mingyun frowned, "What do I mean?"
"Everything is done according to your instructions, and it's still the same as before. These are all instructions in your letter, and it's also about transferring back to Zhou Yi..." Qin Zhao looked at Chu Mingyun's expression, and gradually lost his mind. He took out a secret order and handed it, "I received this not long ago."
Chu Mingyun opened the secret order, and his face completely sank. After a long time, he lowered his eyes and said softly to himself: "...So it was for this when he disappeared."
"Who?" Qin Zhao's heart shuddered, "Senior brother, isn't this...you wrote it?"
There was a piercing crack, and the letter was torn, and snow-white was scattered all over the place.
"Can't think of it?" Chu Mingyun looked at his hand, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice, but it contained a slight grit of teeth, "Yeah, I can't think of it either. Not to mention how to stop the black feather bird, in this world , The handwriting and tone are so similar that even my junior and junior brothers can't tell the truth from the fake, who else could it be?"
Qin Zhao still found it hard to accept, and hearing that he had no clue, but looking at him like this, an answer could not help but come to his mind for no reason, "...Su Shiyu?"
Chu Mingyun glanced at him.
Qin Zhao sighed: "Senior brother, I said earlier that I killed him..."
Chu Mingyun didn't say a word, and suddenly walked out. When passing by, Qin Zhao turned around and wanted to hold him, but his hand was empty, and he looked surprised, but in the blink of an eye, Chu Mingyun was no longer in the courtyard, and it was empty only with dead leaves falling from the branches.