At dawn, in the palace.
"In the classroom, all the incense on the third floor was mixed with drugs by them," Xiang Yu explained. "They have their own antidote, and the incense does not penetrate the body, just to prevent the enemy from coming."
Jiang Heng touched Geng Shu's abdomen and confirmed that he had injured his internal organs.
Geng Shu coughed a few times, nodded, and drank the medicine prescribed by Jiang Heng, but in front of Xiang Yu, he behaved as usual.
"Has another accomplice caught it?" Geng Shu said.
"Escaped." Xiang Yu said, "The person who confronts the sword with you is a very good expert."
Geng Shu said, "You don't have to lift me up."
Geng Shu roamed outside the Great Wall, almost without a single defeat, to actually be injured in the palm of this nameless assassin, it was too embarrassing.
"Do you know who he is?" Xiang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.
"Could it be the mystery guest?" Jiang Heng said.
Xiang Yu explained, "No. But this person, who once assassinated your Yong Kingdom's late king Jue Lang, even when Geng Yuan and Jie Gui joined forces, couldn't help him, and he just escaped."
Geng Shu's expression changed in an instant.
"He assassinated Juicang?" When Geng Shu heard the news, he almost instantly understood who sent the assassin!
"Wait," Jiang Heng said, sensing the inappropriateness, "he tried to kill Juicang, that is to say, is he the enemy of Yong Kingdom?"
"This matter is complicated," Xiang Yu said. "It was interrogated from the mouth of the 'Little Er', and I can't make a conclusion at the moment. If you two are okay, you can go to the prison to see him and then make your own judgment."
Jiang Heng said: "For another day, my brother is still injured."
But Geng Shu said, "It's okay, let's go."
Jiang Heng wanted to stop it, but Geng Shu insisted, Jiang Heng couldn't persuade him, so he had to let him rest on his shoulders and go with Xiang Yu to the prison in the country of Ying.
"Your injury must rest for at least a month." Jiang Heng whispered to Geng Shu.
Geng Shu waved his hand, indicating that it doesn't matter to me, and at the same time implying that Xiang Yu was still there and that he didn't want him to know about his situation.
Jiang Heng knew that he was seriously injured, and he would definitely not be able to do it again this month.
Xiang Yu walked ahead and said, "It's a miracle that you didn't die after being hit by the shopkeeper."
Geng Shu said: "He really can handle it, but he is not good at swordsmanship. I asked for a bargain, and he recovered in a few days."
"How did you interrogate it?" Jiang Heng didn't know many assassins, but he knew that these people lived on the edge of the knife. They shouldn't say a word. Let them tell how many secrets.
"I had people search their room and found a lot of drugs." Xiang Yu said, "This person must be good at using poison, so he tried many drugs on him, and found that there is a drug that can It made his mind confused, like a strong drink, he said whatever he asked, but he didn't know which one was true and which one was fake, so I said I was not good at judging."
Xiang Yu came to the death row. Inside the dungeon, the little 2 had been tortured to the point of bleeding and dying. Ten fingers on both hands had been twisted and broken, and nearly a hundred steel nails had been slapped on his limbs from his wrists to his ankles.
Jiang Heng: "…"
This scene instantly subverted all Jiang Heng's impressions of Xiang Yu, and immediately made him feel that Xiang Yu was too cruel.
Geng Shu wrote lightly: "There is no need for this."
"Don't do this," Xiang Yu said. "We are the ones who died. He took the medicine in advance in the dim sum of Suzaku Palace. Fortunately, you didn't take it."
Xiang Yu ordered someone to bring a chair and let Geng Shu sit and talk, fearing that he would not be able to support himself. Geng Shu waved his hand, no need.
"Just ask," Xiang Yu stood aside and motioned Jiang Heng to be casual, "I gave him the medicine to hang him, and he won't die in a while, but I can't tell after today."
Jiang Heng looked at the bloody little Er who was nailed to the wooden wall. The little Er's eyes were full of hatred, and he stared at Jiang Heng with a painful voice in his throat.
"What's your name?" Jiang Heng said.
"Little Er..." Xiao Er said.
"They are a peculiar organization," Xiang Yu said. "They call each other by their code names, but I don't know their real names."
Geng Shu said, "Who is your master?"
"Mingsha Mountain, Blood Moon Gate." Xiao Er replied.
"Boom", Jiang Hengru was struck by lightning.
"Lun Taidong?" Jiang Heng said in disbelief.
"Do you know that place?" Geng Shu asked in surprise.
Jiang Heng's back was covered in cold sweat in an instant, and he clenched his hands tightly, unable to believe what he heard.
Xiao Er nodded slowly and groaned: "Let me die, let me die..."
Jiang Heng's legs were weak, he stepped back half a step, and the world was spinning for a while, Geng Shu immediately got up and said, "Heng'er?"
Jiang Heng shook his head with all his might, calmed down, and remembered what Song Zou said back in front of Ying Di.
"Our merchants have heard news that Blood Moon has reached an agreement with King Yong..."
Xiang Yuchao explained to the two of them: "In this organization, there are five known people: trackers, women, little two, grooms, and shopkeepers. You have solved four of them. The grooms escaped, and last night, they came to spread the word. Most of them are also one of them.”
"How many of you are there?" Geng Shu asked the young man.
"Twelve people..." Xiao Er said slowly, "Please, kill me..."
The torture method used by Xiang Yu has made him want to die. The wounds on his body are not the most terrifying, but the most painful thing is the powder in the wound.
The appearance of Xiao Er reminded Geng Shu of the three local ruffians he killed when he was in Xundong. Mrs. Zhao asked him to cut wounds on the three of them and fill them with honey. If they did, the expressions on the faces of those people who could not bear the torture and their dying expressions would be no different from the prisoner in front of him today.
"Impossible, impossible..." Jiang Heng said to himself.
"You know them?" Geng Shu said, "Heng'er?"
With fear in his eyes, Jiang Heng looked at Geng Shu and nodded.
"I'm... I... heard." Jiang Heng said, "No, there must be something wrong, it can't be them."
"Don't be afraid, Heng'er," Geng Shu said, "no matter who it is, don't be afraid."
When Geng Shu spoke, the pain broke out, but he barely endured it.
"At the moment, there are still eight people in their remaining party, not counting the words of the sect master." Xiang Yu added, "If the goal is not achieved, I think they will not give up. The problem now is who is the master behind it. Who… "
Xiang Yu's voice seemed to be far away, and Jiang Heng could no longer hear anything else.
Why? Why are you killing me? What did i do wrong
Jiang Heng thought over and over again, this group of people was actually sent by Juicong? Juicong had no reason to kill him.
Jiang Heng lost his soul for a while, but Geng Shu held his hand.
"Heng'er." Geng Shu said seriously.
Jiang Heng shook his head and said nothing.
"Master Jiang has eyes?" Xiang Yu asked again.
Jiang Heng glanced at Geng Shu, Geng Shu knew that he had something to discuss, but he still had something to ask.
"Who asked the shopkeeper to stab the juice back then?" Geng Shu said.
"I don't know... I don't know..." Jiang Heng murmured.
"There's one more question," Xiang Yu said. "It's not clear yet how the groom can get into the palace. I suspect someone will answer."
In the usual Jiang Heng, he might find the clue soon, but today he is so chaotic that he can no longer think about it calmly.
"That's your business." Geng Shu said solemnly.
Holding the shopkeeper's corpse with his hands, Xiang Yu pulled away the white cloth and asked them to confirm.
"This shopkeeper may know." Xiang Yu said to the second child again, "The shopkeeper is in your door, who is the oldest in the queue?"
"Place... three." Little Er was dying, "Let me die..."
Xiang Yu gestured to Geng Shu, and added: "There is also a masked person, if he is still in Jiangzhou, according to your description, his identity should be above the shopkeeper, that is to say, the door owner, the masked person, the shopkeeper, you A sword stabbed to death the third killer in the Blood Moon Gate."
Geng Shu said solemnly: "But there are still eight people behind. Luntai East is too far away, I can't personally go to the Western Regions and kill their sect master."
"Yes, we can't take it lightly." Xiang Yu replied, "Not to mention that it is someone else's territory, but don't worry, the Central Plains is our place, and they can't take advantage of it."
"Let's go." Geng Shu stood up, held Jiang Heng's shoulder, and said, "Heng'er, go, go home and talk slowly."
Jiang Heng nodded reluctantly and sighed.
Xiang Yu knew that they must have something to discuss and would not hold back.
"I killed this person?" Xiang Yu said.
"As you like." Geng Shu said indifferently.
Jiang Heng returned to the bedroom, suddenly exhausted, and said, "I want to sleep, brother."
"Sleep," Geng Shu didn't ask Jiang Heng why he was so sluggish, but said lightly, "Brother sleeps with you."
On this day, the spring rain was falling outside, washing the green leaves in the Ying Palace so brightly.
Jiang Heng couldn't accept that the main messenger behind this group of assassins was actually Juicong, which made him feel betrayed by his own country.
He didn't even know how to tell Geng Shu that it was his adoptive father who was so gracious as a mountain, and now, the other party's goal was to kill him. Even at the cost of turning against Ying Guo.
Why? Jiang Heng was very tired. He didn't want to think about anything anymore, and fell asleep in Geng Shu's arms. I was afraid that when he woke up, even Geng Shu would disappear silently and leave him.
The next day, it was still raining after Jiang Heng woke up, and there was no one around him, which made him wake up suddenly.
Geng Shu was comparing the prescriptions to prepare medicine for his wounds. Hearing the voice, he looked back, supported him, changed his clothes, and let him wash up.
"You rest." Jiang Heng felt Geng Shu's pulse and confirmed that his injury was improving, but the fog in the south in the spring was heavy, and it was really not a good place to heal.
"Eat something first," Geng Shu said, "you are very tired these days."
After having breakfast, Jiang Heng's mood improved. He remembered what happened yesterday and began to think about the details. He knew that Geng Shu noticed that something was wrong with him, but he didn't ask. He just stayed by his side in silence. Geng Shu has always been clumsy when it comes to emotions, and he never comforted people, just like the day his mother left, he would only silently accompany.
But he knew better than anyone back then that Mrs. Zhao would not come back.
However now...
"Brother?" Jiang Heng said.
Geng Shu turned his back to Jiang Heng, was boiling the medicine, and looked back at him.
"What?" Geng Shu said.
The two looked at each other in silence, Jiang Heng suddenly understood something - Geng Shu knew! He already knew it!
"You..." Jiang Heng's voice trembled a little and said, "Do you know in your heart who sent the assassins?"
The atmosphere seemed to freeze.
"Yes," Geng Shu said, "my father."
Jiang Heng didn't know how to face Geng Shu at this moment, so he turned his head consciously. Seeing Jiang Heng's performance yesterday, Geng Shu knew that although he did not know how to know it, he had already deduced the truth.
"I just found out," Geng Shu said. "I guessed it from another thing. I'm afraid you will not feel well. After thinking about it for a few days, if you don't know the details, I will tell you."
Jiang Heng got up, Geng Shu hurriedly put down the medicine, reluctantly chased after him, and took Jiang Heng's hand.
Geng Shu: "Listen to me, Heng'er, listen to me!"
Jiang Heng turned his head and looked at Geng Shu. Geng Shu looked at him seriously. For a moment, Jiang Heng recalled the countless pasts they had died together, and he knew that Geng Shu would never stand on Juicong's side.
"I...it's nothing," Jiang Heng said a little sadly. "It's just that I can't accept it. It'll be fine in a few days. After all, I killed him too. Everyone... evened out."
That was Jiang Heng's self-comforting words, how could this be the same? When they assassinated Juicong, they used to be enemies, but now their relationship is very different. Jiang Heng is an important minister of Yong State. He gave almost everything he had to Yong and Juicong. His talent, his ambition, and even his Geng Shu.
"Listen to me." Geng Shu knew that his death was a test, and he had to explain it to Jiang Heng.
Geng Shu asked Jiang Heng to sit down.
Jiang Heng shook his head and said, "No need to explain, brother, I'm too simple."
Jiang Heng began to reflect on himself. He was really too simple. Compared with the day he left the mountain, he not only did not improve at all, but under the protection of Geng Shu, he became more naive than before. Trusting Juicong was a fatal mistake he made. .
"I'm sorry," Geng Shu said seriously, "I'm sorry, Heng'er. I didn't know he was such a person."
Jiang Heng smiled and felt that there had always been a gap between him and Geng Shu, and that gap was Geng Shu's attachment to Yong Guo. During the five years they were apart, Geng Shu was adopted by Yong and grew up. They owe Yong national conditions, and this will never be bypassed.
But Geng Shu's last sentence made Jiang Heng understand that for Geng Shu, he was always the most important person in his heart, and he never changed, neither in the past nor in the future.
Geng Shu said: "I thought a lot along the way. Before the assassin appeared, I made a decision, Heng'er..."
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"After leaving Luoyan City this time," Geng Shu finally said to Jiang Heng earnestly, raising his hand at the same time, as if proclaiming an oath to him:
"I don't plan to go back."
The spring breeze blew, rolling the peach blossoms in the rain, flying into the hall, swirling and falling in front of the two of them, and the wet petals fell into Jiang Heng's cup.
"Brother will not let you go back there again. Everything in the past will have nothing to do with us from now on."
Geng Shu's voice echoed in Jiang Heng's ears, as if letting him see Luo Yan's changes in time.
The high shore is the valley, the deep valley is the mausoleum, the world has changed several times, and the sea has become a mulberry field.
"I always remember what I promised you. I want to take you to see the sea and go anywhere you want, whether in China or the Western Regions, as long as you want, as long as you like."
"I will accompany you," Geng Shu said, "just like what I said in front of my wife, I made an oath."
"Okay." All Jiang Heng's troubles disappeared without a trace, and he suddenly looked away, restoring his youthful smile.
"I like it very much." Jiang Heng thought for a while and said again.
Geng Shu looked at him calmly, looking at the person who had the strongest connection with him in this life, he was very distressed at this moment, because Jiang Hengshang did not know what was waiting for him.
I don't even know how much he has lost.
Does not having something mean that you haven't lost it
Yong Guo, the prince, parents, family... These should all belong to him, but he never got any of them. Juicong took everything that belonged to him, gave him the death of his parents, the disintegration of his home, the pain of war and the loneliness of his childhood, gave him a confused identity, and now deprives him of himself, even when he thought about it in Luoyang. The last bit of warmth that I held tightly is also dissipating little by little in this world of great contention.
Now Juicong still wants to take his life.
But in the face of so many injustices, Jiang Heng has never complained. He has endured everything calmly. As long as he is given a little bit, he will cherish it very much.
Geng Shu thought: Because of me, this is all because of me.
Geng Shu has always been very clear that it is all because of his existence that Jiang Heng feels that everything doesn't matter, as long as they can be together, nothing else matters.
So Jiang Heng smiled, just like before, and said to Geng Shu: "Think about it carefully, there is nothing to be dissatisfied with."
"It's good, I like it."
—Volume 5.Column Royal Wind.End-