Nirvana In Fire

Chapter 122: old letter

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When Yan Yujin was enjoying the singing and dancing in Prince Ji's mansion, Mei Changsu also secretly received a group of people in his own mansion. However, the air here is slightly more dignified.

"I brought a total of ten people. Although the martial arts are not very good, the good thing is that they are good at light skills, and they are masters of using drugs to poison. Sect Master Mei can use them according to his own wishes." The person who spoke was sitting in Mei Changsu The top of his head looks like he is in his sixties, with a thin body and snow-white hair, but his complexion is extremely ruddy. Compared with the owner of this house, he looks much more energetic.

"Thank you very much, Master Su Gu. This time I have to act in the name of the Master Gu. I'm really sorry." Mei Changsu smiled and bowed.

"What did Sect Master Mei say? Who am I, Wei Zheng? Did he call me my foster father for nothing? After I left the customs, I led the children to chase him all the way to save him, so what did he thank me for? Su Tianshu waved his hand cheerfully, "As for the name, just use it if you like it. With such a dangerous action, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will miss. No matter who gets caught, they will say that it is my Medicine King Valley." No need to implicate others. Anyway, our King of Medicine, Gu Tiangao, is far away, hiding in the miasma forest. I can afford it, but they can't afford it."

Mei Changsu smiled at what he said, and nodded: "This is true. I remember the first time I went to Yaowang Valley, it was dizzy, if it wasn't for Lin Chen, I probably haven't left by now. out."

Su Tianshu laughed for a while, and boasted: "But Sect Master Mei, you are really amazing, Young Master Lin only took you once, and the second time you broke my authority alone. If there are people like you in the court, just now I can't speak big words."

"That's the mercy of Master Sugu." Mei Changsu held the pot to pour tea, and asked again, "When Master Sugu passed Xunyang, how was the situation of the Yun family?"

"Don't worry, the Yun family has a good reputation, and there are people in the court. The Xuanjing Division has no interest in chasing them, so they have never been convicted of subordination, and they are under the supervision of local officials. The Yun family is Xunyang. For generations of prominent families, local officials can only turn a blind eye, but if you want to leave Xunyang to go out, I am afraid it is not convenient."

"That's good." Mei Changsu was slightly relieved and heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, Li Gang walked in and gave a silent nod. Mei Changsu understood immediately, got up and said, "Master Sugu, all the people who will participate in the operation tomorrow have been assembled. I'll accompany you to take a look?"

"Don't dare, Sect Master Mei, please." Su Tianshu also got up and gave in, and the two left the main house together and came to a small and clean hut in the backyard.

There were already about forty or fifty people in the house, who were divided into several groups to study a few plane drawings. When they saw them coming in, they came over to salute.

"Everyone has worked hard." After taking a seat at the large rectangular table in the middle of the room, Mei Changsu also reached out and flipped through the blueprints and asked, "Do you remember the entire terrain passage of the Xuanjing Division?"

"Yes."

"We have discussed all the details of the entire operation for a long time in the past two days, but today we have friends from Yaowanggu joining us, so I will repeat it again." Mei Changsu motioned for everyone to stand closer, with a calm and authentic tone. "Our action time is tomorrow's noon. At this time, the Xuanjing Division is changing shifts, and it has been agreed that Xia Dong will find a way to bring you into the gate. Wang Yuan, you are out with 15 people to monitor the surrounding situation and prepare to respond. Zheng Xuting leads 30 people. People will act with Xia Dong. Xia Jiang, Xia Chun and Xia Qiu will not be in the Xuanjing Division that day, so it will be smooth in the beginning. However, if you go to the outer courtyard of the dungeon at most, someone will react, and the hard attack will start from this time. Yes. You have to remember that Xia Dong will not help you, she will only stand by, all you need to do is open the dungeon, reach the captivity that Xia Dong said, and then rush out."

At this time, the people in Medicine King Valley showed the expression that they wanted to ask questions, Mei Changsu smiled slightly and turned to him: "Although Xuanjing Division has a lot of troops, there is only a narrow corridor at the exit of the dungeon, and it only takes four or five You can defend yourself for a long time. However, when you are ready to break through, you will need to rely on the friends of Medicine King Valley. If it is on the battlefield, these poisonous powder medicine insects cannot stop the attack of the army, but in the Xuanjing Division They are very useful in relatively narrow places. You are all masters of one in a hundred, as long as the opponent's position is a little loose, you can break through. This is the route I choose to go out," he quickly pointed his finger on the drawing. Jumping, "From here to the back door, although it is a little farther than the front door, there is no open space all the way, which restricts the crossbowmen. When they use strong bows to seal the passage, they will use the powder smoke pills of Thunder Fire Hall, but in fans While keeping the opponent's field of vision, you must also rush forward in the smoke and dust where you can't see anything. Qin De, these ten of yours are all masters who have no eyes and are better than those with a purpose. Once you get out of the gate of the Xuanjing Division, it's easy to do later."

"Why?" Su Tianshu asked, holding his beard, "When you get outside, the place is empty, and the advantages of the Xuanjing Division's large number of troops can just be used. How can it be better?"

Mei Changsu said indifferently: "Because that day... the giant thief who had been tracked by the patrol camp for a long time will reveal the whereabouts, and the two groups of people who are chasing each other will crowd together, and the scene will be chaotic. For us, the more chaotic it is of course. the better."

Su Tianshu immediately understood and laughed: "As you can imagine, the situation must be very interesting."

"As for the follow-up concealment, it has been arranged properly, so I won't say more." Mei Changsu glanced around, "Finally, I just want to reiterate the request that sounds a bit outrageous, that is, I need you all to be safe. Back off, it's better not to leave anyone behind. Understand?"

"Yes!" The room suddenly sounded a low but firm answer.

"Do you have any questions?"

After a moment of silence, some people continued to ask questions about various assumed unexpected situations. Mei Changsu pointed out the solutions one by one. Seeing his calm and easy-going appearance, he obviously did not know how long he had been thinking about it and how much effort he had spent. .

"Sect Master Mei is really a genius," Su Tianshu listened for a while, and couldn't help but sigh, "You can also think of those things, my old man is really convinced."

"In the end, this is like fighting a small battle," Mei Changsu smiled, showing a slight look of fatigue, "integrate your own forces, understand the enemy's ins and outs, and use the battlefield terrain to design corresponding tactics. Predicting the possible process of the advance of the war... These are actually the most basic techniques of using arms, what's so strange?"

"Hehe, Sect Master Mei is too modest." Su Tianshu said, reaching out to take his pulse, shaking his head, "But when it comes to maintenance, you are too poor. Didn't you sleep last night?"

Seeing Li Gang and Zhen Ping looking at him questioningly, Mei Changsu quickly said, "Sleep, of course."

"I'm afraid I didn't fall asleep." Su Tianshu affirmed, "I brought some medicine and put it at Dr. Yan's place, you can take a dose and go to sleep. These children are not small, so don't worry. Once you have enough energy, you will be able to sit in town tomorrow."

Knowing his good intentions, and since he was really sleepy, Mei Changsu did not refuse. After getting up and instructing Li Gang to entertain the guests, he took Fei Liu back to his room.

No one knows whether he slept well that night, but at least on the surface he seemed to be sleeping peacefully, breathing calmly, without overturning, and he was wrapped in a thick quilt, as quiet as an old monk who had entered into meditation. After midnight, the snow finally fell. It was not dense and not big, and it shattered on the roof tiles. The sound sounded like needles, and it kept hitting until dawn.

In the early morning of the fifth day of the fifth day, the snow began to catch cold rain, and the cold wind became a little tighter. Amidst the rain and snow, a woman wearing a bamboo hat and scorpion appeared on the other side of the street, and walked slowly step by step towards the just opened Dongcheng Gate. The officers and soldiers guarding the city all bowed and saluted her, with a bit of awe in their expressions, watching the Mirror Envoy, who must leave the city in filial attire every year at this time of the year.

About an hour later, a young master of the Xuanjing Division came over on horseback and asked, "Has Lord Xia Dong left the city?"

"Yes, it's been almost an hour." The captain of the guard who greeted him and replied thought that the other party was going to chase Xia Dong, and hurriedly answered while waving his hand to signal his men to move out of the way. But the young palm envoy only listened to his answer and turned his horse's head back.

After returning to the Xuanjing Office, Shao Zhang envoy walked directly into the main hall of the first statue. Xia Jiang was wearing a half-old jacket and was reading a booklet. The Shaozhang envoy stopped and said in a low voice, "Sir, Lord Xia Dong has indeed left the city."

Xia Jiang didn't have any response yet. At this time, another young master also hurried in, bowed down in front of the steps, and said, "The first one, that Su Zhe went out from the West City Gate. He disguised himself very secretly and almost concealed it us."

Xia Jiang snorted and waved the two to back off. He flipped through the booklet thoughtfully and read it again, his expression was a bit strange, it seemed cruel, and it seemed to be a little painful. After being out of his mind for a while, he quickly walked outside the hall, ordered to bring his mount, and immediately got on his horse and left the Hanging Mirror Division with a whip.

Almost at the same time as Xia Jiang went out, a sedan chair was also carried out from Marquis Yan's house, followed by a large cart of incense sticks and papyrus, with Yan Yujin's horse-riding guards at his side, and he went to the Hanzhong Temple in the west of Beijing, look. It looks like it's going to be a legal act.

But when we arrived at Hanzhong Temple, there seemed to be no preparations here. When the Lord of the Watch came to greet Hou Yan, his expression was also very confused: "Master Hou didn't say that he was coming today? The old man was frightened, and he didn't prepare anything..."

"You can prepare a clean room and some hot tea. I want to entertain a friend." As soon as Yan Que finished speaking, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him. Looking back, Xia Jiang had already arrived.

"Brother Xia came here on horseback?" Yan Que greeted, "Probably it's hard to find this Han Zhongguan, and there are too many branches along the way. Brother Xia, you, the one who came on horseback, came later than the one sitting in the sedan chair. "

"I don't know if it's Marquis Yan, why don't you go first?" Xia Jiang replied coldly, ignoring the Taoist who wanted to help him lead the horse, he tied the mount by himself, and strode over.

"You don't have to be here anymore, let's take care of ourselves." Yan Que just said a word to send the Guanzhu away, but when he turned around and saw Yan Yujin again, his face suddenly sank, and he said, "I brought you here on kneeling, why? Still following me? Come to the front!"

"Father," Yan Yujin said coquettishly, "Do you really want to kneel for a day?"

"I'll kneel for two more days!" Yan Que glared at his son, and was about to get angry, but Yan Yujin saw that the situation was not good, and he had already run away. , I'm afraid I can't tell.

"This child," Yan Que sighed and said to Xia Jiang, "I can't help it, I spoil him too much, I can't bear the slightest bit of hardship."

"I think Yujin is fine, he looks like Yanhou when you were young."

"How could he be so playful when I was young?" Yan Que refuted with a smile, his eyes locked Xia Jiang's line of sight, and said intentionally, "But children always grow up too fast, if Brother Xia's boss is still there, I'm afraid there will be Yu too. Is he that big?"

Xia Jiang felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a needle, but he pursed his lips and forcibly held it back, not showing it on his face, but said coldly, "Brother Yan, you asked me to come here to stand on the ground. Did you talk about it here?"

"How dare you," Yan Que raised his hand to give in, "The clean room has been prepared in the Guan, please."

Xia Jiang walked silently, and accompanied Yan Que to a separate bright clean room in the backyard. A little Taoist boy was standing outside, presumably serving tea on the orders of the master. Yan Que only ordered him to put the tea set down, and he was sent out of the hospital. He held the pot himself and poured a hot cup of tea for Xia Jiang.

"The tea in this view is a must, brother Xia try it?"

Xia Jiang looked directly at him, ignoring the politeness at all, only reaching out to catch it, not drinking, the first sentence was to ask directly: "Brother Yan said in the letter that he knew the whereabouts of a person I have been thinking about, referring to But child?"

Yan Que did not answer him immediately, but took two sips of his own tea cup, and then slowly put it down, "Brother Xia didn't listen to the advice of old friends for the sake of confidante, and he ignored his wife, which made her He ran away with his son and disappeared. Now that it has been a matter for many years, is it still only the son, not the wife who was originally married?"

"This is my family business." Xia Jiang said in a cold voice, "Don't worry about it."

"If you don't want people to worry, why come when you see the letter?"

"I just wanted to ask, since you refused to tell me about the whereabouts of the child back then, why are you suddenly willing to tell me today?"

Yan Que looked at him steadily, and sighed deeply, "You really thought we wouldn't tell each other back then, but in fact... Mrs.-in-law left decisively and didn't tell anyone her whereabouts at all."

Xia Jiang sneered suspiciously, "Really?"

"I think Mrs.-in-law must have been extremely chilled at the time..." Yan Que looked out the window with a gloomy expression, "Because of her kind heart, she rescued the woman who was a slave from the Ye Ting, and took good care of her, like a sister and a mother, but I didn't expect that There are people in this world who repay kindness with grievances and have no heart. … After Mrs.-in-law was hit by this, how could she trust others? If she didn’t tell anyone about her whereabouts, it probably meant that she wanted to cut off the past completely…”

The muscles on Xia Jiang's cheeks twitched twice, then forcibly tensed, his tone was still indifferent, "If that's the case, why did you ask me out again today?"

"You can rest for a while." Yan Que glanced at him, and said slowly, "Mrs.-in-law didn't tell anyone when she left. It's true, but five years ago, she still sent me some news."

"Why for you?"

"Maybe I'm the only old friend left in Beijing." Yan Que's eyes turned sharp and sharply crossed Xia Jiang's face, "Brother Xia's own handwriting, why have you forgotten?"

Xia Jiang ignored his provocation and asked, "What did she say?"

"She said that Ling Lang died of a cold illness and he died underage, and that he was seriously ill and had no time to spare. I hope that the old friend in Beijing, Qingming Hanshi, can sacrifice her for one or two..."

The teacup in Xia Jiang's hand shattered, and the hot tea overflowed between his fingers, but he didn't seem to notice it, only staring at Yan Que with a bone-piercing gaze, he gritted his teeth for a long time and said, "Do you think I will believe it? ?"

Yan Que took out a slightly pale yellow letter sleeve from his arms and handed it over, "Believe it or not, see for yourself. You are brothers and sisters from the same school, even if you don't have the kindness of husband and wife, you can still recognize her words..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Jiang had already pulled the letter away and hurriedly opened it to look at it. Before he could see half of it, his lips were already blue and white, and his hands were like spasms, tearing the letter into pieces.

With a sad look in Yan Que's eyes, he sighed, "This is almost her last relic, and you can really tear it apart."

Xia Jiang didn't listen to what he was saying at all. He pressed his hands on the table, forced him to face him, and said angrily, "Why didn't you inform me at that time?"

"This letter was written to me, and it didn't say that I should notify you," Yan Que's expression was still unhappy, "so I should decide whether to tell you and when to tell you. What did I do at the time? I didn't even want to tell you, but today I suddenly wanted to tell you, that's all."

In the first moment, Xia Jiang, who had been hit so hard by the sudden bad news, seemed to be enraged. His red face, trembling body, and the deep handprint on the table all showed his emotional state. violent turmoil. But Xia Jiang was Xia Jiang after all. After the first wave of anger rolled over, he immediately began to work hard to restrain all his exposed emotions. He only hid the deepest resentment in the bottom of his eyes, and slowly sat back again.

"Marquis Yan," the head of Xuanjing Division, who had recovered his indifference, adjusted his tone to make it seem light and trembling, "It seems that Prince Jing is going to go to prison today, right?"