chasing autumn

After Yu Huolian sent the injured Fang Xu back to Fang Mansion, she returned to the main altar.

After some searching.

Zhan Hao is not in the main hall, but in the martyr's tomb.

The rain had stopped, and the mild sunlight fell through the gaps in the thick clouds and sprinkled on the raised mounds.

The air was heavy with silence and death, and the withered grass trembled and trembled in the bleak wind.

Zhan Hao, who was sitting on the stone bench, felt footsteps behind him, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a majestic and cold voice, "How did you come in?"

"I came from... the back mountain..."

"The secret way of the back mountain?..." Zhan Hao snorted weakly, and lowered his eyes silently.

Yu Huolian stood not far from Zhan Hao, raised her eyes, and quietly looked at the mounds in front of her.

——The first time I thought about life and death was here.

At that time, he was still young, so he really regarded this land as a cemetery in the deep mountains.In a dark and cold night, Zhan Hao once abandoned him here, and that night was spent running and crying in fear and panic.

However, he later learned that what was buried here was the heroic spirit who shed blood for Infernal Affairs.Thinking about it this way, I am not afraid anymore.

Whether to live or die, there are always some unclear boundaries, maybe there is only a gap between worthwhile and unworthy.One side is death, the other side is mourning.

Zhan Hao breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes flashed, "Have you seen the emperor?"

"Yes."

Yu Huolian regained her composure and pondered, and replied in a deep voice, "The emperor plans to meet with the Liao delegation outside the palace, and I have already left it to me to arrange it."

"Outside the palace?..."

Zhan Hao turned his head and gave him a cold look, and smiled, "Leave it to you to arrange it? He trusts you quite a bit!" Zhan Hao got up, with an indifferent expression, and stood with his hands behind his back.

Zhan Hao's eyes and words made Yu Huolian startled slightly, a little doubt appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared soon.

Yu Huolian pondered: "It's just that the emperor didn't give up the idea of ​​reconciling with Liao. He seems to want to avoid the war..."

"It's natural, Zhao Zhen, he, has always been seeking peace with Gou An!"

A trace of hatred flashed across his eyes, and Zhan Hao proudly raised his head, "Unfortunately, he doesn't know that those "Liao envoys" have been replaced by ours!"

"Did dad...kill those Liao people?..."

Zhan Hao said bitterly: "How can the Liao dog set foot in my Central Plains?!" Zhan Hao paused for a moment, then said meaningfully, "I have ordered people to properly arrange the corpse of the Liao envoy, and I will let him go when the time comes." Zhao Zhen had nothing to say, so he had to order a war, pour all the power of the whole country, and avenge the blood stained palace! As long as there is a war at the border, the troops from all over the country will evacuate and gather under Chen Fang's hands, it will be our chance to start an incident!"

When Yu Huolian heard Zhan Hao's words, cold sweat broke out on her head, and she fell silent for a moment.

Zhan Hao frowned slightly, turned around slowly and put his hand on Yu Huolian's shoulder, and said emotionally, "Success or failure depends on one action! Huo Lian, at this step, is on the cusp of the storm, and there is no way to retreat! "

Yu Huolian lowered her eyes, frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I understand what father means."

"You just understand."

Slightly relieved, his eyes flickered, and he pondered for a while, Zhan Hao looked at him closely and said in a deep voice, "Three days later, I want the emperor to meet the "Emissary of Liao" at Yaohua Palace in the residence hall." See."

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Soon!almost there!

I have waited 20 years for this day, no matter success or failure, the long road has finally come to an end!It's time for a result, isn't it? ...Qiu Niang...

Zhan Hao sat on the wicker chair in the yard, holding the letter Qiu Niang left him before leaving, which he had read over and over again.

"Do you think that once you leave, I won't let myself die so easily?..."

Zhan Hao put away the letter, "The kit is lost, I don't know who hid it and what purpose it is...

You don't let me hurt Huolian.I don't know how long I can keep this secret..."

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Two days later

Yu Huolian arranged for the emperor to meet with the embassy, ​​and after reporting to the emperor in the palace, she went back to Chunshan Shuyu.

Yu Huolian thought all the way:

Will father reveal the dead body of the envoy of the Liao Kingdom to the world?Let the peace talks fail and intensify the contradictions between Song and Liao?Then the border war broke out and the people suffered?

What will happen tomorrow? ... He was not sure yet, and he didn't dare to think about it.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, Fang Li greeted him with anxious eyes.

"Little Li, why are you here..."

Before Yu Huolian could finish speaking, Fang Li went around behind him, touched the center of his back, lost his mind for a moment, and his face turned pale.

Yu Huolian turned around and wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Huo Lian," Fang Li looked up into his eyes, collected himself, and said with a serious expression, "I don't want to influence your decision, but I also don't want you to be kept in the dark." Still a little hesitant, "I...I..."

Yu Huolian frowned, "Xiao Li, what happened?" Yu Huolian lowered her head, and then noticed the book in her hand, ""Governance"?... This is left to me by my late master Book, haven’t I already told you?” Yu Huolian took the book, looked at it, and smiled at Fang Li, “Xiao Li, why did you tear it apart?”

"Because... because I found out that there is something hidden in this book,"

Fang Li handed him a picture, Yu Huolian looked at her, and unfolded it gently, "This is...the bone-touching picture?..."

"Huolian, you are the eldest grandson."

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next morning

The breeze is blowing, and the rare warm sun in autumn.

The sky is as blue as washing, and it looks spotless, with faint clouds and some dazzling white light.

In the octagonal pavilion, Zhan Hao stood by the railing, looking at the mountain scenery leisurely, with a pensive expression on his face.

He was thinking, after today, whether many things can be let go, it's time to let go...

For Qiuniang, for Huolian...

Since Qiuniang left, Zhan Hao felt that the days passed quickly, as if a day passed in the blink of an eye.Sometimes, he even has some inexplicable worries, as if time is flying fast and will soon lose control, like a wild horse that has run wild, and he doesn't know where it will go.

However, whether it is success or failure, Zhan Hao is not worried, what worries him is——

Huolian, if you can really complete this last task...

Thinking of this, a white carrier pigeon suddenly flew outside the pavilion, and the sound of flapping wings made Zhan Hao frowned.

Hastily took the note tied to the pigeon's foot, slowly unfolded it, and suddenly grasped it tightly into a ball of paper, and crushed it into pieces in an instant.

Qian Fu ran over from outside the pavilion, "Sovereign! All the sub-rudders in the capital related to our gate have been sealed up by the Kaifeng government!" Qian Fu saw the paper foam flying from Zhan Hao's fingers, and said doubtfully, "The suzerain has already knew?……"

"The logo of our sect is hidden so deep, how could it be... who did it overnight?" Zhan Hao paused for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened, "Fang Xu again?!!"

Qian Fu replied: "Fang Xu brought people from Kaifeng Mansion to arrest him. Now more than half of the brothers in the capital have been taken away, even magpies and hunchbacks..."

"The magpie and the hunchback were also taken away?!"

Zhan Hao's empty eyes suddenly ignited deep anger, his face turned from pale to gloomy, and the corners of his lips were pulled slightly, full of sternness, "It seems that someone can't wait! Bao Zheng, if you dare to arrest my subordinates, then Take your master to arrive!"

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