The joke about tofu brain softened the stiffness of the atmosphere a little, but it could not solve the essence of the problem. This point, both of them can actually understand in their hearts.
Considering Ning Yi as a "madman", for Chen Fan, perhaps he was only able to find some reasons to convince himself when things were impossible.
If others were here, they might not believe what Ning Yi said, the hope of family idyllic and seclusion, but Chen Fan could feel it more or less. Of course, during the time he met in Hangzhou, he probably just felt that Ning Yi was somewhat contradictory. This kind of contradiction is reflected in many people. Watermelon raises a knife to rebel but thinks of Datong. He once felt lost because of the corruption of the rebel army, and Ning Yi... This guy finally thought, actually only Simple and peaceful life.
Up to now, looking back on the way forward, there is a bloody storm by the side of a few people. The changes around the other party, the turbulence of every incident, is no less than his own. His conspiracy and betrayal in Hangzhou destroyed the whole Liangshan's ruthlessness, including the madness that once overwhelmed Sikongnan, Lin Yechan and others this time. , At the end of the day, this guy said that what he hopes is only to return to the countryside... He even killed his master not long ago.
In terms of simple morality, Chen Fan also knows that he can only do it at this time and kill him, because his father's hatred is not shared.
But on the other hand, Chen Fan knew clearly that he couldn't kill him here. From the beginning to the end, the other party chased after him, all with sincerity. Considering himself a brother and a watermelon as a family, this mentality may not have changed much before and after he swung the knife. Chen Fan could even clearly know that at that time, Master was already dead. If Ning Yi didn't rush there, if he didn't do it himself - it was a very simple decision, and the price paid was at most that Master delayed a little bit. To die is to take a little risk of being captured—the other party also understands this. But he still got his hands on it. This move, for my side, is still out of the consideration of not increasing the risk and letting the situation be broken immediately...
this matter. Watermelon can also understand. Understandably one thing. Confession is another matter.
He put his emotions on the court. Asking Ning Yi for the elm cannon is an excuse to divert hatred, but this kind of excuse. In fact, he can't deceive anyone, and he can't convince himself. Ning Yi once said that smart people are not happy. If he didn't kill Ning Yi, Chen Fan could only bear the guilt and guilt he felt towards Fang Qifo. Ning Yi could know their emotions, but he would never apologize for the incident. Helpless, as for watermelon, I could only suffer in these two emotions for a long time.
Being able to understand these things, but still babbling on tofu brain jokes, Chen Fan can only regard him as a lunatic.
So he put the booklet in his arms and stood up. The atmosphere of harmony between the two can only lead to the deepening of guilt, so he can only leave: "I heard that Fang Shuchang and Qian Luoning are in your hands."
"I'll make arrangements." Ning Yi nodded.
"An account book on Master Deng's body has already flowed out. An Xifu is still here with an account book. But I don't know where he is." Chen Fan walked to the door, "If you think this news is useful, then Pay more attention."
Ning Yi at the table nodded, and when Chen Fan was about to reach the door, he suddenly said, "Where's Sister Qian'er?"
"Um?"
"I didn't see her that night, and I remember you liked her."
Ning Yi smiled, and at this moment, Chen Fan only showed a slight, genuine smile.
"She was waiting for me outside... Back to Miaojiang. Of course, we haven't, uh... um." Shrugging slightly, Chen Fan shook his head, and when he closed the door, he settled for a while, and said in a low voice, "Next In a few years, I'm afraid we won't see each other again, watermelon too, what do you want to bring her?"
"...I'll go find her."
Chen Fan waited for a moment, listened to Ning Yi did not speak, finally opened the door and left here.
Under the leadership of Zhu Biao, he walked out of the small tortuous yard and returned to the far darkness when someone was waiting for him by the side of the road. The woman asked him something, he walked forward, shook his head, his eyes and steps seemed to have a heavier burden and weight than before.
After Chen Fan left, Ning Yi sat at the desk for a while in the room. He closed his eyes and seemed to be falling asleep. After a long time, he stood up from there and opened the window, which was a shallow pond. The night is already deep, and in the darkness, the fireflies of mid-spring pass by. The town sleeps peacefully in the dark, the mountains in the distance are silent, and the stars are thin.
Under the thin starlight, in the dim foothills hundreds of miles away, the girl led her companions and continued to trek to the south.
The foothills turned in front, and in the direction far away from the foothills, in the waterway of the big river, the lights of the ships were drawn.
In such a quiet spring night, every window, every bit of light, seems to carry weight, sometimes they are still, sometimes they meet. Like every trajectory of life, in such darkness, we don't know how they will turn or collide, and what they carry is far more than those precious joys and pleasures. , each of us also bears the weight of defeat, the weight of danger, the weight of humiliation, the weight of pain. Only when the light passes by and the dawn of a certain day comes, the morning breeze washes away a lot of everything that we once thought was important but actually insignificant, and we may be able to precipitate from it...
the weight of life.
The trend-setters of the old era are gone, and time is here, turning a new page.
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The sun was getting warmer, and the morning breeze was blowing the pink and yellow petals. On the 23rd day of the second month, the process of the Ministry of Punishment was over. Ning Yi and others packed up and drove the motorcade to Jiangning.
In the past few days, except for one attack by gangsters. Apart from the chaos that caused the two criminals from the Secret Investigation Division to take the opportunity to escape, nothing more happened. The criminal department escorted the captured Yongle bandits to Beijing, and the chilling atmosphere that had been shrouded in the vicinity of Sipinggang for more than ten days finally began to dissipate. However, due to the cleaning of Sipinggang during this period of time, the security of the prefectures and counties in this area has become quite good in the following one or two years.
The battle on the edge of the Dabie Mountains has since spread among the green forests. It directly strengthened the gold content of the name Ning Yi in the green forest. After all, after the Battle of Liangshan. Due to the limited time of dissemination, the means of dissemination are also limited. In the south, there may not be much real feeling about this name. After hearing about Liangshan. Some feel that there is another powerful person in the arena. Some are thinking of going to the capital to take other people's heads and gain a good reputation. But after this, such delusional people will probably decrease a lot.
For some green woods well informed. For a power with deep roots, the reappearance of Sikongnan, Lin Yechan and others is also news that cannot be ignored. However, those who know the background of this group of people are already in the minority in the arena, and the news that this group of Manichaeans came out and immediately shriveled in the hands of the demons increased the power of the demons in the eyes of others. As for more Greenwoods, what they received at first was just a ridiculously ridiculous message.
That was Lin Zongwu's battle post to challenge Zhou Tong.
Just like the initial reaction of the Secret Investigation Division, a small number of people in the Green Forest who heard the news just laughed at first. Soon, though, they'll feel the waves of the name.
At the end of February, this group of people returned to the Green Forest under the name of "Great Bright Sect". The leader, Lin Zongwu, chose the simplest and most direct way to appear in front of everyone. While fighting Zhou Tong, he sent the battle posts one by one to the famous sects and masters in the green forest, and then challenged them one by one from south to north.
Although this kind of behavior is suspected of provoking the world, the Daguang Sect itself does not act chaotically. The members of the church fight injustice and help the poor and weak. For some green forest cottages that behave ferociously, it has been wiped out overnight. Although the leader Lin Zongwu came to challenge the family, he always maintained politeness. After the two sides fought, the other party realized that he was extremely skilled in martial arts. Impressive.
The people of Green Forest are fighting for face, their skills are not as good as others, but the other party treats them with courtesy, and many masters and masters also borrow the donkey. After the fight, he claimed his failure on the Green Forest, and praised the opponent's art and character, and the Great Bright Sect, and under this operation, it expanded rapidly.
Of course, these are later stories.
At the end of February, when the name of the Great Bright Sect first appeared, Ning Yi had already arrived in Jiangning. When they left Jiangning, the relationship with the Su family was a bit stiff for a while, but this time, the Su family almost went out of the city to welcome them. The one standing in front of them had a small knife on their face. Scar, but Xiao Qi, who still looked cute, saw the convoy approaching, and there was already a long time ago jumping and beckoning.
At the same time, Bianliang, the right prime minister's house.
Regarding the situation of the First Battle of Sipinggang in the south, they were summarized one by one in the study of the prime minister's mansion. Two days earlier, Qin Siyuan had actually read them one by one, and he even talked to Yao Zunian about Ning Yi's death with a smile. The handling of this matter - for them, a little green forest turmoil is actually nothing, Ning Yi's methods and changes in this matter are worth seeing. As for some of Ning Yi's intentions in it, it may be hidden from others. , but most of them couldn't hide from Qin Siyuan, but Ning Yi didn't cross the line, so the other party thought it was okay.
What came here today is a new piece of information, which Yu Ji Kun brought in with a cold face, obviously having read it. Qin Siyuan was processing the official document, and his eyes darkened after reading it.
"Who is the person behind this Lin Zongwu? Have you found it?"
Ji Kun said in a low voice, Qin Siyuan nodded and thought for a moment.
"We have the background, and so do they. Since this matter hasn't come to the fore, we can't take it too seriously when dealing with the Great Bright Sect. The matter of Lulin is still handed over to Liheng. But this news..." Qin Siyuan pointed out He said, "Press it down for the time being, don't send it to the south, there's no need for Liheng to see it... Anyway, he and these people are already dying."
"Yes."
"...The remaining two people in his family, settle down properly."
- On February 27, Hao Jinhan's family, who was ordered to transfer the former head of Chongping County of the Secret Investigation Division, including Qi's eldest son, second son, and three apprentices, were killed in their hometown, Shuanghao Village, 300 miles away from Chongping County. Only his daughter Hao Yaomei and son-in-law Chen Sinong survived. The murderer has not yet been determined, but judging from some traces left in the local area, it should be Lin Yechan's revenge.
Not long after, Qin Siyuan indicated another time, and Ji Kun nodded and left. A piece of information was kept in the corner of the library of the Secret Investigation Division and sealed up.
Exit, close the door, the light fades away. Quiet in the library, what is sealed here and accompanied by floating dust is only time... (...)