sinking into sand

In the past few days, the rain on the Lijiang River seems to be a little less.

A lot of things have indeed happened in the Lijiang River recently, especially those places that have always been affluent, such as Ping'en Square, or Fu'an Square, after all, those places where the threshold is so high that ordinary people can only look up to.

People died in these families, and quite a few died, so they hung up white flags and lanterns one after another and came out.Looking from the corner of the street, there are big white lanterns hanging on both sides of the neat white marble streets, and there is a big inscription on it, which makes people feel flustered.If you stopped occasionally, you could hear the sound of mourning and music and the sound of chanting scriptures one after another, which would be even more depressing.

In a family, the head of the family lost his son, and his wives and concubines were crying, so he sat down on the edge of the main hall.He's an old man, and he doesn't often express his emotions in front of people. His eyes are red now, and he looks pitiful.

The servants of this family also knew that the master's family had suffered a catastrophe in recent days, so they were extra careful when doing their work, for fear of being angered.

After waiting carefully for half a day, suddenly there was a sound from the back door, and someone knocked desperately on the door.

The boys working at the back door were startled, and they carefully peeped out through the crack of the door. When they recognized the person coming, they were frightened out of their wits, and ran towards the main hall screaming.

"Master! Ma'am! It's amazing! The servant who followed the young master is back!"

In the past few days, no one in the mansion dared to speak loudly, and his sound caused a thousand waves of shock.The old man who was sitting slumped in the main hall all day long saw a little light in his cloudy eyes, and was supported by his servants to the back door.

The door had already been opened, and a man covered in mud was kneeling on the ground. When he saw the head of the house coming, he immediately stepped forward crying and shouting: "Master! Master! You want to avenge the young master! Master!!"

This kind of thing happened to more than one family in Lijiang City.

In the Jinzhan Pavilion, the first floor of the small building in the middle of the lake became very lively.

Originally, this place was only where Yu Wangling lived temporarily. Although he dealt with some chores on weekdays, it was still within Jinzhan Pavilion's business, not too much.

It's just that in the past few days, the official documents and affairs that should have been sent to Prince Li's Mansion and the Lijiang Mansion were also sent to Yu Wangling's desk.

Xiang Feibai now not only has to take care of the chores in the outer sect, but also serves as Yu Wangling's master, so he is several times busier than before.So when Xie Jingrong bumped into him at the gate of Xiaozhu in the middle of the lake, he didn't even complete the salute, so he rushed to other places.

Yu Wangling was able to devote more effort than him, he kept the pen in his hand, and he could remember to appease Xie Jingrong, and said: "His Royal Highness, forgive me, this kid has suddenly raised his status, and he is still a reckless person at heart. .”

Xie Jingrong didn't care about this kind of thing, said it without any hindrance, and sat down opposite Yu Wangling's desk.

Yu Wangling saw that he seemed to have something to ask, so he opened his mouth first: "What. General Zhai went out again?"

"Well, he went to inspect it himself." Xie Jingrong said, "In the past few days, there have been a lot of trivial matters in the Lijiang River. I am afraid of conflicts, and the other city defenses have to go over."

After Xie Jingrong answered, he looked at the government affairs that Yu Wangling was handling with some boredom, and asked, "It's just to restrain the nobles of the Li River, why kill so many people?"

When Yu Wangling heard him say this, he felt a little funny.

"Since ancient times, powers have changed and dynasties have changed. How can there be bloodshed?" Yu Wangling said lightly: "The current court is weak, but when the Daji Dynasty was established back then, there was no less bloodshed. His Royal Highness said this Yes, isn’t there some reason.”

Xie Jingrong was choked by this sentence, and was a little embarrassed, but in the end she was still worried: "It's not that I don't really understand, I just think that so many people have died, if there is a riot, I'm afraid there will be bloodshed."

Seeing him like this, Yu Wangling smiled and shook his head: "His Royal Highness, kindness is a good thing, but sometimes too much kindness is not the attitude that a superior should have."

Xie Jingrong also laughed: "Don't make fun of me, who really thinks I'm the prince? I really thought I was here to attend Shaomiao's funeral. After staying here for so many days, I didn't know that Zhai Su and I were married until that day. What is the plan of the Yu family?"

As he spoke, his smile gradually faded: "Is the world going to be in chaos?"

Yu Wangling did not speak, and continued to reply to the official document in his hand. After a long while, he answered slowly: "The world is chaotic or not. There is Jinzhan Pavilion in Lijiang River, and Jingyang Palace in Dingzhou. No matter what, His Royal Highness lives here. Behind the palace walls, what is there to worry about?"

Xie Jingrong naturally heard the perfunctory and sarcasm in these words, but he didn't care, and smiled: "If it were Shaomiao, he wouldn't say that."

Yu Wangling also smiled: "He wouldn't say that, he would say yes, even if troubled times come, the prince will be fine until the guards in front of His Highness die, so don't worry."

His words were still sarcastic, but after the words came out, he and Xie Jingrong laughed together.

Xie Jingrong burst into tears with a smile, and said, "It's true, that's what he said in the study back then, it's hard for you to remember."

Yu Wangling also smiled, but quickly withdrew the smile and said, "Maybe he won't say that now."

Xie Jingrong wiped away the tears from his laughter, turned his head to look at the lake outside the window, and asked, "Since this is just a game, is he still alive?"

Yu Wangling's expression moved slightly when he heard the words, and he raised his eyes to look at Xie Jingrong.

Xie Jingrong has a handsome and gentle appearance, with only a clear and youthful air.When looking sideways at the lake like this, he looks even more ignorant of worldly affairs, a little naive.

Yu Wangling smiled lightly and said, "His Royal Highness, do you hope he is alive?"

"Yes." Xie Jingrong answered quickly: "He is a poor man, he shouldn't die."

Yu Wangling smiled, stopped talking, just bowed his head and started dealing with government affairs again.After a long while, I finally answered Xie Jingrong's first question: "His Royal Highness, don't worry. In a few days, the Lijiang River will be safe after the handover of the military camps and troops is clear."

Xie Jingrong hummed, and after hearing what he said, she no longer pursued Yu Shaomiao's matter.

The sun crossed an inch to the west, and someone from the small building in the middle of the lake hurried over with a piece of letter paper.

Seeing the color of the letter paper, Yu Wangling's eyes deepened.He took the letterhead and opened it, and there were only two sentences on it.

All the outposts in Ziwei City have been paralyzed.

Counter-terrorism.

In another place, in the dark alley of Pingchunfang, there is an extremely inconspicuous courtyard.

The courtyard was surrounded by other street shops on all sides, and one had to take a detour behind a certain shop to get in.It is not visible from the street alone.

There is nothing very interesting in this courtyard, but an old peach tree, a dry well, and a few dirty bucket utensils.

However, looking down this dry well, there is another secret door at the bottom of the well where the dead branches are buried.

The secret door opened, walked inside, turned a few turns, and there was another downward staircase.

Going down the stairs, you can see the fire, and there are faint sounds of gold and iron and noise.

In the room under the stairs, Yu Sha held the dagger to the throat of the strong man opposite, and stepped on his chest.

This strong man had three broken ribs, and his mouth was full of blood.Yu Sha was also injured, but compared to the tragic situation of this strong man, it was much better.

He blankly glanced at the surrounding people, and said dumbly:

"Who is next, let's go together."