Wei Lan is from Changping County, which has entered quietly.
When entering the city, Wei Lan noticed that Changping County was eerily quiet. The whole city is clean and tidy, but it is sparsely populated. People passing by are all sallow and emaciated, as if they have been malnourished for a long time.
Wei Lan asked the secret guards to find out the news separately, while she and Huan Heng went to the inn alone to wait for everyone to find out the news. After washing and eating, all the people who inquired about the news rushed back. Ran Mo was the first one to come back. Wei Lan was eating when she came. When she saw Ran Mo come into the room, she said, "You're back? Eat something first?"
Ran Mo's face was pale, and he waved his hands, looking as if he was about to spit out at any moment. Looking at her expression, Wei Lan figured it out: "Looking at the dead?"
"It's not just a dead person." Ran Mo's face was a little ugly, and she looked at the meat that Wei Lan was clamping: "Have you ever seen someone who eats a living person?"
Hearing this, Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, and felt that she couldn't eat her chopsticks. Ran Mo knelt down in front of Wei Lan, and said solemnly: "My lord, I think we have to leave the city as soon as possible. The disaster in Changping is far away." Much more than we imagined."
"Well...how much do you see?"
"Ten households are mostly empty, and there is a mass grave on the outskirts of the city, which is specially used to dispose of corpses, and it is densely packed with corpses." Speaking of this, the dyed ink surface began to feel bad again: "Some people are extremely hungry. the people who died, they pulled out of the pit... and ate..."
Wei Lan was not surprised when she heard this, she calmly took the sauerkraut from the plate without saying a word. Huan Heng's expression had completely changed, and he probably understood their situation in such a situation. As expected, Changping County was much more severely affected by the disaster, but it did not report it, which proves that the county guard here would rather take the risk of losing his head than let others know about the situation here. Then if they came rashly, they would have cast themselves in a trap.
"Alan," Huan Heng frowned, and said, "Shall we go?"
"Well... I think so too," Wei Lan squinted her eyes, but looked outside the house, and said helplessly, "But, can we leave?"
If Changping County planned and premeditated to conceal this matter, how could people come and leave casually
"This Changping prefect Zhong Nan is a classmate of my uncle?" She suddenly said something that seemed irrelevant. Before Huan Heng and Ran Mo could react, they heard footsteps outside the door. . The footsteps were steady and fast, and Huan Heng immediately heard that these were definitely not the footsteps of ordinary people, together with Ran Mo, he got up and went to the door, drew out his sword, and made a posture of guarding.
"Who is coming!"
Huan Heng yelled angrily, the footsteps outside stopped, and after a while, he heard a deep male voice saying: "Chen, Zhong Nan, the governor of Changping County, is here to welcome Master Wei Lan Wei!"
Ran Mo and Huan Heng's complexion changed, Wei Lan was already full, put down the chopsticks, lifted the jug, poured himself a glass of wine, and said calmly: "Master Zhong, you are welcome, please come in."
After hearing this, Huan Heng and Ran Mo looked at each other, but Ran Mo still stepped forward and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, a man in a red official uniform was seen kneeling respectfully at the door. Behind him were hundreds of soldiers, who formed two factions from the gate and stood all the way outside the inn. Wei Lan was unmoved by such a big gift, and knelt down by the table, with a calm and coquettish posture, and said in a calm tone: "Master Zhong came very quickly."
"The lower officials heard that Mr. Wei was coming, so they immediately made preparations. Changping County has no food in stock now. I wonder if you can use it well?"
Zhong Nan didn't seem to want to go around with her at all, and he told her clearly that he knew she was coming from the moment she entered the city. But he didn't care, and he didn't intend to hide it.
The inn was emptied by Zhong Nan long ago, only Wei Lan was full of people. Wei Lan took a sip of her wine, and after seeing the bottom of the wine glass, she finally looked up at the man kneeling on the ground.
"What is Master Zhong still kneeling for? Is he planning to do something to offend Wei Lan, to be ashamed of Wei Lan?"
"Master Wei is smart." Zhong Nan straightened up with a stern expression on his face: "Then Zhong won't make any detours. Zhong has prepared a glass of thin wine," and as he spoke, Zhong Nan ordered the wine to be brought up and presented to him Wei Lan made a gesture of "please" and said, "Master Wei, please have a drink with your face."
Wei Lan didn't speak, Huan Heng and Ran Mo looked around vigilantly, Wei Lan took the glass of wine with a smile, sniffed it under everyone's vigilant eyes, and then couldn't help laughing: "Good wine! It's really hard to change. Good wine!"
After speaking, Wei Lan raised her head to look at Zhong Nan, her eyes were filled with admiration: "For the sake of Wei Lan, Mr. Zhong was actually asked to find this seven-day drunk, which is hard to buy for a thousand dollars. Mr. Zhong really thinks highly of me!"
"Master Wei is a talented young man, so he should use the best of everything. Wine is the best, and poison is naturally the best."
Zhong Nan seems to have anticipated all of Wei Lan's behaviors, or has already regarded death as home, no matter what actions Wei Lan makes, it will not affect his decision.
The reason why they have been chatting with Wei Lan for so long is just to give Wei Lan a face.
He couldn't be punished as a doctor, and a child from a family like Yu Zhongnan always wanted to give the child of the family a face, even if he died, he wanted the other person to die gracefully.
Wei Lan naturally understood Zhong Nan's thoughts, she shook the glass of poisoned wine, but said: "With such a cost, where did Mr. Zhong get the confidence to think that Wei Lan will definitely drink this wine?"
"Master Wei, it's better to drink the wine in the glass, otherwise, Zhong will not know what he will do." After speaking, Zhong Nan looked up at Wei Lan, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "We are both A child of a family, I want to give Master Wei some face."
"I need you to save face?" Wei Lan sneered: "You dare to let me drink this glass of wine, so you don't worry about the wife and children you sent to the north?"
Hearing this, Zhong Nan's complexion changed drastically, and Wei Lan felt a contest in her heart.
In fact, before coming here, she only guessed that Changping was in trouble, but she never thought that Zhong Nan would embarrass her by coming up directly like this. Zhong Nan's behavior is no different from wanting his life.
But how direct is he? The whole thing seemed to be that Zhong Nan was waiting for her here on purpose. The wine that was prepared long ago, the poison that was prepared long ago, and even the time of her arrival were all clearly calculated by the eunuch.
Wei Lan thought about it, and felt that Zhong Nan was staying in Changping now, obviously waiting for her, and now the one who wanted to kill her was nothing more than her uncle and second uncle, and Zhong Nan happened to be his second uncle's staff, no It's hard to imagine that he belongs to the uncle and the second uncle.
But when he raised his hand, what did her uncle and uncle promise him to make him so determined
When Wei Lan thought about Changping's matter together, she understood.
The flood in Jingzhou, Changping suffered such a serious disaster, it is very likely that the county guard made a mistake. This mistake may be a major crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the family. Zhong Nan was desperate. At this time, her uncle and uncle offered him another olive branch, as long as he helped them kill her, they would keep the most important thing about this person.
One of the most important things for a person is probably his family. Whether it is from feelings or responsibilities, this is an existence more important than one's own life. Under the charge of ransacking his family and exterminating his family, the only way to help him keep his family is to send his family to Chen country or other small countries in the north. It is only for this reason that it makes sense for Zhong Nan to conceal the disaster and not report it. Such a big disaster obviously cannot be concealed, and Zhong Nan is just delaying time, just waiting... to send his wife and children out of Dachu.
Seeing that Zhong Nan was intimidated, Wei Lan couldn't help but feel that this person was a bit pathetic. She took her original glass of wine, played with it, chatted happily and said, "Master Zhong is my uncle's classmate, and my uncle promised you to protect you." His wife and children are well-rounded, and Mr. Zhong is so devoted to his life. He is really a kind and righteous person. It's a pity... "
"What's the pity?" Zhong Nan finally couldn't bear it any longer. He wanted to ask about his wife and children's parents urgently, but he felt that he would lose momentum in this way, so he could only hold back. Wei Lan looked at him with a smile, shook her head, and said with regret: "My uncle and uncle, I'm afraid I can even keep myself, and as for your wife and children, I can't keep it even more. Long before I came, My people have already rushed over, otherwise you think I dare to come to Changping like this?"
As she said that, Wei Lan picked up the wine, with a cold smile in her eyes: "I can drink this glass of wine." She stared at Zhong Nan and raised her glass: "Just see, Mr. Zhong, do you want me to drink it?" drank."
Zhong Nan didn't speak, he looked at the half-smile eyes of the person in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a little panicked. The reason why he stayed here was because Wei Yan promised him that he would send his wife and children to Chen Guo safely. When the incident happened, he knew that he was doomed, and he only hoped that his family would not be implicated, but now that Wei Lan told him so calmly that his wife and children's lives were in her hands, he suddenly didn't dare to gamble.
If his wife and children are not in Wei Lan's hands, then he will trap Wei Lan in Changping. As long as Wei Lan does not appear in Shengjing, then Wei Yan will naturally come to negotiate with him. At that time, he will just confirm Wei Lan's words . If his wife and children are in Wei Lan's hands... Wei Lan is dead, and all his previous achievements will be for naught!
He dared not gamble, nor could he gamble. So after thinking for a while, Zhong Nan took a deep breath, looked at the other party's determined smile, and finally said: "This glass of wine is not good, I would like to ask the prince to come to the sheriff's mansion and try the good bar below."
Hearing this, Wei Lan laughed loudly, stood up straight, flicked her wide sleeves, and said in a coquettish manner: "Let's go! Let's go and taste the wine of the Changping County Governor's Mansion."
After speaking, Wei Lan stepped forward, and Huan Heng, Ran Mo and the others withdrew their swords and followed behind Wei Lan. Wei Lan and Zhong Nan walked side by side, with their hands folded in their sleeves, clogs on their feet, their faces like jade crowns, even in such a situation of life and death, they didn't panic at all. This is the real aristocratic demeanor, Zhong Nan couldn't help sighing secretly, although this Wei Lan was born in a family of military generals, her romantic demeanor does not fall into any century-old aristocratic family. Even if Wang Xie Lanfang is here, I am afraid that he will be overwhelmed by this demeanor.
In this way, Wei Yan and Wei Lan are indeed not the same people on the stage. Thinking of his classmate, Zhong Nan couldn't help sighing, feeling that he was somehow wronged by being involved in the dispute in the Changxinhou Mansion.
"Master Zhong, Changping suffered so badly from the flood this time, maybe it has something to do with the unfavorable construction of the embankment?" Wei Lan walked with Zhong Nan on the road, looking at the yellow and emaciated victims by the roadside, she sighed a little: "Master Zhong, do you know?" , how many more people are you going to die with this pressure?"
"Why don't I know?" Zhong Nan smiled, and there was bitterness in his eyes: "But if someone Zhong can pay for this crime alone, I will naturally not be afraid of life and death. But if I report it in time, my wife and children will be afraid. It’s because they don’t even have time to get out of Dachu.”
"Changping County, it's been nearly two months since the disaster." Wei Lan didn't want to argue with him about right and wrong. The money for building dams is also swallowed. What is the use of talking about morality with such an official? Wei Lan could only take advantage of him not being on guard, and set up some more words.
Seeing Wei Lan's cooperation, Zhong Nan felt less alert, so he said truthfully: "Indeed, Changping County was actually the first town to be hit by the disaster."
"After the flood, if the corpses are not properly placed, the plague will easily occur. Master Zhong, how did you deal with those corpses?"
Thinking of the corpses that Ranmo said today were placed in the pit, and some villagers used them to share food, Wei Lan couldn't help but feel a little worried, but Zhong Nan didn't seem to have thought about these problems at all, and frowned: "The next official will let people All these corpses were buried outside the city..."
"This is absolutely impossible!" Wei Lan's expression turned serious: "My lord should let the people burn these corpses immediately, and then let the medical officer distribute the medicinal materials..."
"Master Wei," Zhong Nan showed a strange smile when he heard these words, "Are you persuading me to seek help from the court? Do you think there are still many grains, medicinal materials, and daily necessities in Changping County? "
Hearing this, Wei Lan understood Zhong Nan's attitude, shook her head and sighed, but said, "Master Zhong, you are so confused. If you immediately looked for a backer after the incident, why are you here?"
"Relying on the mountain?" Zhong Nan was slightly taken aback, but Wei Lan smiled: "Master Zhong thinks that this Changping county was hit by a disaster, which is a major event of extermination. But when these things spread to the court, it was just a sentence in the memorial That's all. Don't talk about other people, even if Master Zhong finds me, Wei Lan, to save Master Zhong's life, Wei Lan can do it."
Hearing this, Zhong Nan couldn't help but his face froze, but he smiled with difficulty: "Your Majesty Wei, stop lying to me."
"Lord Zhong," Wei Lan waved her fan, with a hint of sneer in her eyes, "My uncle is almost forty years old, but he is only a senior minister of the fourth rank, and he is only seventeen years old, and he is already a sixth rank Shang Shulang. The reason."
Zhong Nan didn't speak anymore, he looked at Wei Lan, but felt a little uncomfortable. He knew that what Wei Lan said might be quite credible. The proud son of heaven like Wei Lan has always walked a different path from the mediocre one like him. He has stayed in Jingzhou all his life, and from being dispatched in his teens to now, he is only a sixth-rank sheriff. Wei Lan's life path is beyond his lifetime.
Seeing Zhong Nan's expression, Wei Lan knew that he was already thinking about it. Now she just wants to persuade Zhong Nan a little bit, and at the same time send a message to the outside, waiting for someone to rescue her.
If it doesn't work...you can only forcefully break out of Changping City.
Wei Lan thought secretly, and went back to the Sheriff's Mansion with Zhong Nan. At night, she still slept in the same room with Huan Heng, but Huan Heng was a little uneasy, and when it was late at night, he was still full of energy. Wei Lan woke up in the middle of the night and saw that Huan Heng hadn't fallen asleep yet, sitting cross-legged on the bed with a sword on his lap, she couldn't help but bewildered and said, "What are you doing?"
"Watching the night." Huan Heng opened his eyes, with some worry in his eyes: "I always feel that something is going to happen tonight."
Huan Heng has always had a beast-like intuition. Because of this intuition, they have avoided catastrophe on the battlefield many times. His intuition is not so much a talent, but because he grew up on the battlefield and cultivated a sensitivity to killing and blood.
Hearing what Huan Heng said, Wei Lan immediately became vigilant. Seeing the slight turbulence of the wine on the glass, she immediately raised her sword, turned around and opened the door. Huan Heng followed Wei Lan with his sword and walked out, calling Shang Ranmo. As soon as the three of them left the courtyard, they saw Zhong Nan approaching Wei Lan in a panic, and said anxiously: "Master Wei, those lowly people are rebellious!"
Wei Lan was not surprised by this result, but she never thought that this riot would come so coincidentally and so early.
Outside was the sound of mobs banging on the door, Wei Lan turned to look at Huan Heng.
"Aheng," she sighed helplessly, "I'm going to trouble you again, and fight with me again."
Hearing this, Huan Heng raised his beautiful eyebrows, drew out his sword, but said: "I can't ask for it!"
Xie Zichen didn't sleep well that night.
After Wei Lan left, he actually didn't sleep well, but for some reason, that night, he actually dreamed that Wei Lan was covered in blood, saying goodbye to him standing under the peach blossom tree. He frantically rushed towards Wei Lan, only to see Wei Lan falling straight down from the cliff!
Xie Zichen woke up suddenly from his sleep, and found that it was only midnight, Xie Tong heard Xie Zichen's voice outside, and asked worriedly: "My lord, did you have a nightmare?"
Xie Zichen panted slightly, he bent one foot, put his hand on his forehead, and calmed his crazily beating heart.
Isn't it just to help a disaster, what a big deal? No matter how Wei Yan is, he is just a grasshopper, what can he do
Xie Zichen comforted himself, but still couldn't help getting up, put on a long gown and came to the door, and said to Huan Heng: "Go, let me ask someone to find out about Wei Shizi."
After he finished speaking, he lost his sleepiness, so he simply went to the bedroom and began to read the previous news over and over again.
When Wei Lan arrived in Jingzhou, she was received by her cousin, and then went to Anping...
Once here, there is no information. But Anping...
Xie Zichen looked at the news about the flood in Jingzhou and always felt that something was wrong. Both Anping and Changping are downstream. Why is Anping so badly affected, but Changping has no news? Ah Lan is so smart, she must have thought of this question... Did she really go to Anping? If you go... Anping County Sheriff is directly related to his cousin, so he should report it as soon as possible. His information network is all sent by flying pigeons. When Jingzhou arrives here, the news will not exceed one day.
If Alan goes to Changping...
Xie Zichen filtered through the officials of Changping, and immediately remembered that the governor of Changping was Wei Yan's classmate. And a few days ago, Wei Yan seemed to have just accepted this classmate and sent some beauties to him, and then Wei Yan gave those beauties to his subordinates who went to Chen Guo...
To Chen Guo!
Xie Zichen opened his eyes suddenly, feeling a little flustered in his heart. He made a vague guess about Changping's situation, but he was not sure. After fidgeting for a while, he immediately began to write quickly, applying to his chief Wang Nan and His Majesty, and wanted to go to Jingzhou to help Zuo Weilan.
After thinking about it, he was worried that they would not agree, so he sent letters to Xu Fu and Wang Xi respectively, asking them to say something nice for him.
After all this was done, it was finally dawn. Xie Zichen's heart beat faster and faster. He couldn't restrain his urge to go to Jingzhou right away, so he made a decision and said to Xie Tong: "Get ready, we will go to Jingzhou after I go to court."
"My lord, are you too impulsive?" Xie Tong frowned, and said a little uneasy: "You are leaving, the Changxinhou Mansion..."
If something happens over there, I'm afraid no one will care about it. If Wei Shizi came back and saw that his young master didn't take a good view of Changxinhou's mansion, he would probably blame him.
Xie Zichen closed his eyes. He didn't know that he had to stay in Shengjing before someone would show up to Changxinhou's mansion at a critical moment. But the uneasiness in his heart was unbearable. He always felt that if he went later, he would lose something very important.
He took a deep breath, and then said: "You call Lin Xia to the mansion, I have something to tell her after the court."
After speaking, he got into the carriage. Before the court, he informed Wang Nan that he wanted to go to Jingzhou. Wang Nan cherished this junior very much, and couldn't help but worry a little: "This matter has been handled by Wei Shizi, and you still have a few cases in your hand. Even if you go to handle it , The credit belongs to Wei Shizi, Zichen, I know you have a good relationship with Wei Shizi, but you still have to think more about yourself."
"My lord's heart, why doesn't this minister understand?" Xie Zichen lowered his eyes bitterly, "But Wei Shizi and Zichen are life-and-death friends, and once saved him from a difficult situation. Now that Wei Shizi is away, Zichen feels uneasy. I can't bear it anymore, I want to go and have a look. As for the promotion, I don't want to be a quick one."
Hearing this, although Wang Nan felt a little regretful, he couldn't help feeling more fond of Xie Zichen. He valued affection and righteousness, neither arrogant nor impetuous, this is a rare young man. He didn't make things difficult for him anymore, so he laughed and said: "Fortunately, Wei Shizi is a man, otherwise, with your appearance, I thought you were going with your wife."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen froze, and was afraid that Wang Nan would see something, so he said without a trace: "My lord is joking."
Wang Nan agreed that Xie Zichen had mentioned this matter in the early court, but the emperor was not very happy about it. For a flood in Jingzhou, it is enough to go to Wei Lan, so why let Xie Zichen go again. The emperor was about to ask Xie Zichen to take back his intentions, when an eunuch rushed in hastily.
"His Majesty!"
The eunuch seemed to have received some great news, rushed into the hall anxiously, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Changping County is rebellious!"
Hearing this, the crowd was in an uproar, but everyone only focused on the word "reverse". Only Xie Zichen noticed the place name, and said coldly, "Where did you say it was reversed?!"
"Changping County..." The eunuch looked like he was about to cry, and continued: "And, Wei Shizi...Wei Shizi died in the riot!"
If the rebellion of Changping County caused an uproar, then the news of Wei Shizi's death made the whole hall quiet.
Everyone couldn't help being stunned, they didn't react at all, it was just disaster relief, why did such a talented and amazing young man die there? Even the emperor sitting high above couldn't react for a while, but after a long time, it was Xie Zichen who said, "Say it again, Mr. Wei, which Mr. Wei?"
When he spoke, his whole body was trembling faintly, he could only feel the blood rushing up, and his throat was filled with fishy sweetness. Wang Xi saw that something was wrong with him, quickly stood behind Xie Zichen, supported him and said, "Brother Xie, don't panic, let him explain clearly first."
"Yes," a cold voice also came, but it was Su Cheng standing above, and said coldly: "I don't believe this is Wei Shizi, you servant of the message, please speak clearly!"
"Yes...it's Wei Shizi." The eunuch who delivered the letter shivered under the cold eyes of several people, but still mustered up his courage and said: "It is the son of the Changxinhou Mansion, Mr. Wei Lanwei, who was arrested during the riots." The mob chased him to the cliff, and together with Mr. Huan, he fell to his death!"
"What did you say?!" This time, it was the emperor who was furious.
If Wei Lan was a pity, then Huan Heng's death in the south would be a catastrophe for him. Huan Song has always been on the verge of making a move, but he had no reason to go south. Now that his son died in Jingzhou, not to mention that he put this son on top of his heart, even if he didn't care about Huan Heng, it was enough for him to go south.
Everyone here has the same idea as the emperor. Changping County is reversed, but it is just a county; Wei Lan is dead, but it is just a prince. But Huan Heng is different, Huan Heng is a proton of the balance between the north and the south, if Huan Heng dies, to Huan Song, it is no different from killing an envoy.
"Find it for me!" The emperor clenched his fists: "If you are alive, you want to see people, if you want to die, you want to see corpses. If the corpses are not found, no one can say that they are dead!"
Hearing this, Xie Zichen's eyes lit up suddenly.
Yes, if you want to see a person, if you want to see a dead body, if you don't find it, no one can say that Wei Lan is dead.
She must be alive and well. How could such an intelligent person like her die in a riot? She wanted to accompany him to be an extremely human minister, a person who would pour power into the court and take over the Han Dynasty. He reached that position in his previous life, and in this life, he will also lead her to that position.
She will not die, nor can she die!
Thinking of this, he immediately knelt on the ground on one knee and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Xie Zichen asks for orders to thoroughly investigate the disaster relief case in Jingzhou and find out the whereabouts of Prince Wei and Prince Huan."
"Go!" This time, the emperor replied simply: "Take my sword, and I must bring Huanheng back to me!"
"Yes." Xie Zichen took the emperor's sword, but couldn't wait for a moment. He directly asked for leave and went outside the palace. When he arrived at the mansion, Lin Xia had already arrived. Seeing Xie Zichen walking in with a cold face, Lin Xia said nonchalantly, "Mr. Xie..."
Thinking that she still owed him two million, Lin Xia felt afraid to face this person, very worried.
However, Xie Zichen seemed to have completely forgotten about the two million. While instructing Xie Tong to prepare things, he said to Lin Xia: "I am going to Jingzhou. During my absence, you must pay attention to Chang Xinhou's diet. There is a person in Chang Xinhou who was disabled because of poisoning, so I will disable you!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Lin Xia was so frightened that he plopped down on his knees, never thinking about how the young man in front of him could have such a terrifying aura. Seeing Lin Xia kneeling down, Xie Zichen closed his eyes, aware of his gaffe.
"Young master!"
When the two were talking, Xie Tong also got the news, he came in with panic on his face, and said, "My lord, the spy said Wei Shizi..."
"She's fine!"
Xie Zichen opened his eyes, interrupted Xie Tong's words, and turned around to get his things. But for some reason, Xie Tong actually felt that the steps of this usually calm young man were a little messed up.
Lin Xia stared blankly at Xie Zichen's departure, and finally came to her senses, turned her head and said, "What's wrong with your son?"
"The news from my spies," Xie Tong frowned, "It is said that Wei Shizi encountered a riot in Changping, was chased by the mob to the cliff, fell off the cliff... died..."
Hearing this, Lin Xia finally understood Xie Zichen's loss of control. She opened her mouth, flustered, but didn't know what to do.
If Weilan is really killed... the Changxinhou Mansion... can it still be saved
If the Marquis of Changxin cannot keep it, Wei Hua...
She didn't dare to think deeply, while Xie Zichen changed his clothes inside, listening to their words, his hands trembled slightly.
He told himself over and over again.
This is impossible, how is it possible.
However, the dream of last night is still vivid in his mind, Wei Lan fell from the cliff, right in front of him. Her smile, the doting and nostalgic gaze in her eyes.
Xie Zichen put on his belt and slowly closed his eyes.
For the first time, he felt that he was such a weak person, and one day, he would be so afraid of something.
He didn't dare to go out, and stood alone in the room, thinking that he had already lived to be over forty years old, if he still cried in front of people, it would be a shame.
But he didn't know how to hold back the panic in his heart, he took a deep breath, rubbed the jade pendant on his waist, and repeated it. After a long time, he finally opened his eyes and walked out.
Before going out, he saw Wang Xi, Lin Che, and Su Cheng rushing to his door.
"This is the token of my Wang family, this is from the Lin family, and Ji Shao's and Ruan Kangcheng's." Wang Xi handed the two tokens to Xie Zichen with a solemn expression: "If you can use them, you don't have to worry about it. Now The most important thing is to bring Ah Lan and Ah Heng back."
"This is my king's." Su Cheng also came up and handed him a token, with a rather ugly face: "This king doesn't believe that she will die, so you look for it carefully."
Xie Zichen was not polite, he put all the tokens in his arms, lowered his eyes, and said hoarsely: "I don't believe it either."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and said solemnly: "I'm leaving now, Changxinhou's Mansion, I will trouble you to take care of it."
"Don't worry." Wang Xi nodded: "If we can take care of you, we will definitely not stand by."
"Everyone's kindness today, I will never forget it. The Changxinhou Mansion entrusts you, if there are other uses in the future, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate."
Xie Zichen bowed his hands and thanked everyone. He knew Wang Xi best, and he was good at dancing. Although he promised now, there is no benefit in the court. Who really does much for whom? If Wei Lan really died, no one would offend others for a dead person.
except him.
Fortunately, he is alive, and he made this promise to everyone, which is also a gesture. Even if Wei Lan died, Xie Zichen would still be behind him in the Marquis of Changxin.
Hearing his words, everyone was clear-headed. Wang Xi nodded, sighed and said, "Zichen, don't worry, go find Alan."
Xie Zichen nodded, he didn't want to talk too much, he took his men and rode the horse, and rushed out immediately.
There was a fire in his heart, which was so scorching hot that it hurt him unceasingly. He couldn't stop, he traveled all the way day and night, except for the necessary daily rest, there was almost no time to stop.
His palms were rubbed red, and the skin was all torn. The guards who followed him were all exhausted, but no one dared to say a word.
After five days and five nights journey, they arrived in Jingzhou, knocked on the gate of Jingzhou City in the middle of the night, Xie Huai hurried to greet him, and saw this travel-laden nephew at a glance.
He remembered seeing this nephew in Shengjing back then. Although he was not very favored, he was clean and handsome. And the person in front of him was dressed in black clothes stained with dust, his face was haggard, his eyes were black and blue, it was obvious that he hadn't had much rest.
"Zichen..." Xie Huai didn't know what to say for a while. He knew that Xie Zichen had a good relationship with Wei Lan, but he never thought that when the news of the young son's death reached Shengjing, it was not this person who rushed all the way to Shengjing. The eldest son's family, but his own nephew.
"Where is she?" Xie Zichen saw Xie Huai, and this was the first sentence he said.
He hadn't had much rest for five days and five nights, and he couldn't fall asleep. When he closed his eyes, his eyes were filled with the image of that person falling from the cliff in his dream. He is afraid, he is terrified, so if he can stay awake, he will not close his eyes.
In fact, he couldn't hold it anymore, but he always felt that everything had to have a result. He looked down on the emperor, but there is a saying that is true, life is to see people, death is to see corpses. They said she was dead, there must be some evidence, right
So with a hoarse voice, he asked again with difficulty: "Where is she?"
"Wei Shizi's body...has not been found yet."
"Then how dare you say she's dead?!" Xie Zichen suddenly raised his voice: "There's no corpse, how can you say she's dead!"
"Zichen..." Xie Huai sighed, "That's the cliff, everyone watched her jump off with Huan Heng. I'll take you to see her relics..."
As he spoke, Xie Huai went forward with the lantern in hand, walked a few steps, saw Xie Zichen still standing where he was, and asked, "Zichen?"
Xie Zichen came back to his senses in a daze, nodded, then numbly followed Xie Huai forward.
Xie Huai brought him to the room where Wei Lan lived before, pushed open the door, and said with some regret: "When Wei Shizi came, he lived in this room. Others brought her relics back, and I don't know where to put them." Where is it, I thought you would come to take a look, so I left everything in this room."
Xie Zichen didn't speak, he immediately saw the small fan on the bed and a white shirt that was torn with blood.
That small fan was given to her by him, and it was twirling in her hand on weekdays. He still remembered that when the emperor called her into the palace, she asked Ranmo to give him the fan, so he told her that if she didn't die in this life, don't return the fan to him.
But at this moment, the fan was placed on the bed intact.
Xie Zichen didn't dare to go over, so he stood quietly by the bed, looking at the small fan, feeling that after a while, that person would sit on the bed, cross his legs, turn the fan in his hand, and then look back at him, She raised her eyebrows and looked flirtatious, and then said in that gentle and doting tone: "Zichen, why are you crying?"
You see, it is so easy to like someone, and it is so easy to get used to someone.
Xie Zichen laughed softly, couldn't help but took two steps back, and covered his eyes with his hands.
Xie Huai was a little worried, and couldn't help but said: "Zichen, I know you have a deep affection for Brother Wei Lan, but since the deceased has passed away, it's better to mourn."
"Brotherly love..." Xie Zichen murmured, and said with a sneer: "My love for her... is brotherly love..."
As he said that, countless images of that person flashed back and forth in Xie Zichen's mind.
That year when she came on horseback, she stretched out her hand to him, with her sleeves fluttering; that year under the peach blossom tree, she pressed him under the tree and kissed, with lips and teeth together; In the middle of the year, everyone went boating on the lake, and she was wearing moonlight, drinking a glass of wine.
He remembered her kiss, her smile, and her flirtatious look as she rolled her wrist to cover her head with a small fan.
He thought it was a restrained, shallow liking.
But at this moment, I finally understand that some people will quietly invade your life without saying a word, entangle you, hold you tightly, and then take root and sprout. From then on, your life is with her, and your heart is with her.
Throughout this life, life and death are inseparable.
Xie Zichen laughed loudly, weeping in his mouth, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight down!
Xie Tong, who was behind him, had quick eyes and quick hands, and supported him, but saw that handsome young man had already passed out.
On the other side, Huan Heng helped Wei Lan wash the clothes and hang them on the bamboo poles.
Wei Lan bit her watermelon, looked at Huan Heng's laundry, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Ah Heng, your clothes, what's the difference between washing and unwashing?"
"Oh, don't be picky." Huan Heng was a little impatient: "I'm already good at washing clothes. Ah Lan, how long are we going to hide here?"
"When?" Wei Lan narrowed her eyes, looked at the sun above her head, and said slowly: "Let's hide until... when the uncles do it."
The author has something to say:
[Small Theater·Impression Survey]
Mo Shubai: May I ask Alan, what kind of person is Xie Si in your heart
Wei Lan: Zichen? I think he is a very clean, pure, gentle person.
Mo Shubai: Please raise your placards, do you agree with Wei Lan's point of view
Everyone: She is probably blind.
Mo Shubai: Then, I would like to ask Zichen, what kind of person is Wei Lan in your heart
Xie Zichen: She is a very gentle, considerate, caring and respectful person.
Mo Shubai: Please raise your placards, do you agree with Xie Zichen's point of view
Lin Xia: I have something to say.
Mo Shubai: Tell me.
Lin Xia: Please send Xie Zichen to the Imperial Medical Office, he must be blind.