Xiao Qinghuan

"He Liuyun can't stay anymore." Jiang Xiaohan was silent for a moment before opening his mouth, his voice was very low, with a strong sense of fatigue: "Ning Zheng hid the imperial decree because he made up his mind to get rid of Xie's family." But the Xie family must not just fall, if the Xie family falls, there may be chaos in the frontier."

If Xie Yongming just wrote a letter to express his feelings and refuted an ordinary edict, then that would be fine, but this is the imperial edict written by Ning Zongyuan himself, and Xie Yongming dared to write a letter to refuse to return to Beijing, so he would be suspected of supporting himself.

To put it mildly would be disrespectful, but to put it more seriously, he could even be charged with treason.

Xie Yongming, as the first-rank protector of the country, can naturally appeal for grievances in the court, but who can believe that the imperial decree is hidden in the interlayer of the wooden box and has not been seen by him.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if someone believes it, is there anyone in this divided court who can speak for him.

Both Ning Zheng and Ning Yu had their own calculations, their eyes were fixed on the supreme position on the Nine Layers High Platform, and they would even use any means to achieve their goals.

The one who dared to attack the frontier defenders, and the one who raised private soldiers with the intention of plotting rebellion, were indeed Ning Zongyuan's good sons.

All the bastards who have caused trouble in the world.

Jiang Xiaohan's chest hurt from their anger, and he forced down two cups of tea to suppress the nauseating feeling.

But he doesn't even have the right to be angry, and the happiness and anger of the superiors don't belong to him.What's more, now Jiang Ying was standing by his hand, staring at him with burning eyes, and the subordinates who came from afar were kneeling in the hall, waiting for his orders.If he gets upset himself, he may not have to fight this battle again.

Outside, the twilight was slanting to the west, and the fire clouds dyed half of the sky crimson, as if the flames were flying into the sky.

—he couldn't wait any longer.

Jiang Xiaohan suddenly realized this clearly, no matter how much he didn't want to, how reluctantly, he still had to throw himself into that pit of fire, just like He Liuyun and Wen Zui, to stir up the water in the pool even more -- even if he still had to be between the two in the end. Choose one of them, at least, he will keep Xie Yongming.

"Jiang Ying." Jiang Xiaohan finally said, "Go and send a message to Wei Shen."

Jiang Ying already understood what he meant, and asked in a low voice: "The people over there—"

"It was an accident." Jiang Xiaohan's eyes fell on the large red clouds outside the window: "There will be no advance warning of accidents, right."

This is to bury people together.

He Liuyun believed in Buddhism, so his ancestral hall would not be poorly built. According to what Jiang Ying knew, there were many people there, at least two hundred people.

Jiang Xiaohan's face was cold, as if he wasn't the one who just gave the order to die.His gaze blankly crossed the city, pierced through the layers of fog, and looked towards an unknown place.I don't know if it was Jiang Mo's illusion, but he always felt that Jiang Xiaohan's eyes were covered with a thick layer of sadness.

Jiang Ying was silent for a moment: "Yes."

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes were heavy, and his voice was steady: "It is imperative to test Wei Shen, but this matter cannot be neglected. Let our people go too."

"Yes."

Jiang Xiaohan would always leave a way out for himself when doing things. If Luo Suifeng hadn't suffered like this, Jiang Xiaohan would have just blown up the shrine, and then brought He Liuyun back to Beijing for trial for dereliction of duty.He used this as an excuse to discuss conditions with Ning Zheng, but with Luo Suifeng's behavior, He Liuyun would definitely not be able to live.

He Liuyun is more scheming than Wen Zui, after all, Wen Zui is only running around for his nephew, after all, it is the honor and disgrace of the clan.But He Liuyun's heart is wilder than Wen Zui's, not only does he want to reach the sky in one step, he even wants to take advantage of Ning Zheng.

Da Chu must not have an emperor who is controlled by others.

The matter of the military register has become He Liuyun's greatest hope. As long as Ning Zheng is alive, he will be able to turn around one day. Even if Jiang Xiaohan arrests him or tries to get the original military register, it may not help.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he must not let He Liuyun return to the capital alive, even if there will be trouble if he is killed, he must be shut up forever in Pingjiang City.

Just being found out what is the use of building a living shrine, He Liuyun can bite back, saying that the local people were grateful for his kindness and built it for him spontaneously.

Only by making this matter a big deal, and putting it to death on He Liuyun's use of power for personal gain, can this matter be firmly nailed to Ning Zongyuan's suspicious deathbed.

Jiang Xiaohan never thought about how to guess the thoughts of the two princes, and he didn't need to guess this.If Jiang Xiaohan really wanted to do something, all he needed to do was hold Ning Zongyuan's mind.

Ning Zheng wanted to use Xie Yongming's disobedience to resist the edict, so Jiang Xiaohan could only return him He Liuyun who committed the crime of usurpation.

In the blink of an eye, Jingzhong, Pingjiang and Anqing Mansion had already formed a line in Jiang Xiaohan's mind. He closed his eyes, and countless possible changes had already appeared in his mind.

He remembered these changes one by one in his heart, and tried his best to find a solution.

It was already halfway through August, and there were less than three months until the sixteenth of the winter moon. The time was too tight, and it seemed to force him to not relax for a moment from now on.

The setting sun outside the window had already slanted by half, and the original orange-red sky had become thicker. Jiang Xiaohan looked over from the government office, and felt that it looked like sticky blood.

Jiang Xiaohan looked at the gorgeous clouds and fire outside the window expressionlessly, his expression was calm, without any emotion, as if the [-] lives he had driven to a dead end in an instant were just wisps of dust.

Jiang Ying has been with him for six years, and every time it comes to this kind of time, she still can't figure out what he is thinking.

And Jiang Xiaohan was thinking about Yan Qing.

These days in Pingjiang are undoubtedly the most relaxing months for Jiang Xiaohan in these years.Yan Qing is clean and upright, which makes him addicted to it.But Jiang Xiaohan was always aware that what Yan Qing saw was just the tip of the iceberg, and those who were buried deep under the blade and blood were the real him.

Just like today.

He could kill two hundred people without blinking an eye, just to kill He Liuyun in a legitimate way.He's done this a lot over the years, but never once has he felt so tired.

But Jiang Xiaohan had to do this again. If the Xie family collapsed, more than 200 people would definitely die. Jiang Xiaohan buried himself in the sense of powerlessness brought about by this "have to".

Bitao's silver hairpin appeared in Jiang Xiaohan's mind inappropriately - the evening wind in Liujia Village is a bit less sensual and sticky than Pingjiang's. A few traces of sweet-scented osmanthus honey.

Jiang Xiaohan seemed to be thinking about Yan Qing, but he didn't seem to be thinking about anything.

Jiang Ying had already withdrawn to arrange the next thing. After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mo walked in softly and changed him to a cup of warm tea.

Cheng Yuan was not in Pingjiang City, so Xie Jue naturally had no other place to go. Apart from staying in the government office, he just went out to drink tea and listen to books. Jiang Mo watched him for two days and saw nothing unusual, so he went with him.

Jiang Xiaohan closed his eyes half-closed, and leaned back in the spacious chair with closed eyes and rested his mind.Perhaps what Yan Qing said was right, he did suffer from overwork, plus he had to worry about the situation in Beijing every day, he was getting tired more and more easily in the past few days, and his chest was always tight.

"Young master." Jiang Mo walked up to hold his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "The arrangements are made at the other end of the Shenwei camp, and no one will gossip in front of General Xie. Our people outside have also arranged Let's rest in the back hall, you don't have to worry about it, young master."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiaohan responded, "...how did you deal with Xie Yao's body?"

"Our people left in a hurry, but I haven't heard of it. But now the Xie family can't take care of themselves, and the husband's family is likely to take care of it." Jiang Mo said: "But you don't need to worry, Xie Yao's husband's family is Xie Yongming's direct line. I will definitely not treat her badly... It's just that resistance and disobedience are already a certainty, what will the young master plan to do."

This sentence hit the nail on the head, if it was just a matter between Ning Zheng and Xie Yongming, Jiang Xiaohan could still intervene.It's just that the real imperial decree has been found out now, but this matter is not easy to handle. Now I can only take one step at a time and try to reverse the case for Xie Yongming.

"For the current plan, we can only know what will happen in the future when we return to Beijing to meet His Majesty." Jiang Xiaohan sighed, "Is Ah Qing back?"

Yan Qing took Jing Zhan out to practice these few days, and he has not been at home for two or three days. Yesterday, he sent a message to Jiang Xiaohan saying that he would be back today after finishing the work in the suburbs of Beijing, so Jiang Xiaohan asked this question.

"I came back at noon." Jiang Mo said hastily: "My lord is busy, so I didn't come to tell you."

Jiang Xiaohan opened his eyes when he heard the words, Jiang Mo knowingly let go of his hand and took two steps back, waiting for his order.

"In that case, I'll go back to the mansion first." Jiang Xiaohan stood up, remembered something again, and said, "I and Xie Yao are like sisters and brothers after all, you go to the river and put a lamp for her for me."

"Yes." Jiang Mo agreed: "Don't worry, my lord, it must be done well, and there will be nothing missing."

Yan Qing is not in the mansion these few days, Jiang Xiaohan is often busy, Jiang Ling is bored in the mansion alone, finally hoped Jing Zhan back, the little girl immediately dragged his brother like a madman and refused to let go, insisting on going to the courtyard catch red carp in the pond.

Jing Zhan was full of resistance, and looked at Yan Qing in embarrassment.

It's a pity that the little youthful spirit in Yan Qing's bones suddenly became troublesome, and he thought it was funny. In addition, he felt sorry for the little girl's loneliness in the house, so he spared Jing Zhan's half-day homework and asked him to coax his sister.

Jing Zhan had nothing to do, he rolled up his trousers with a bitter face and led Jiang Ling to fish in the pond. Jiang Ling jumped up and down happily, directing left and right, almost directing Jing Zhan into the mud.

In the end, the red carp was not touched, but the broken lotus in the pond was brutally murdered, and there was almost nothing left.

Yan Qing was afraid that the two of them would drown in the excitement of playing, so he didn't go back to the house, and sat in the yard watching the two children laughing and playing.

After a while, a person suddenly swaggered in from outside, standing at the entrance of the courtyard and looking around.

Seeing that his face was pale, Yan Qing couldn't help frowning and asked, "Who is it?"

His tone was not kind, and he seemed to startle the man. The man hurriedly bent over and took a few steps forward, and said in fear: "The little one is here to deliver a message to you. There are still some important matters in the lord's office. I won't be back until later. I'm afraid." You are in a hurry, so you can speak first."

Yan Qing's complexion eased when he heard the words: "Got it."

The author says:

Thank you Ziqi for feeding the fish food~Thank you very much~