Supreme pardon

When Bai Tan woke up, he found that he had changed to a different place. There was a big black soft bed, a pure white quilt, and the bedside decorations that Mimi saw when he opened his eyes.

These were completely different from the hotel room where he had slept the night before. With a cleverness, he sat up in an instant.

Looking around in a daze, he didn't see anyone else in this black-and-white room, with his feet hanging down to the edge of the bed, he stepped on the plush carpet and walked all the way to the door, observing the movement around him while walking .

The dizziness in his head made him unable to remember what happened before. When he walked along the door, he heard a faint voice not far away.

He approached on tiptoe, clawed at the door frame, and cautiously poked his head out.

The outside turned out to be a larger room, covered with the same white carpet as the inside, and a large red table was placed by the floor-to-ceiling windows. From the transparent glass, you can see the blue sky and white clouds, and birds are flying in the air.

"It's a suite." He muttered, he didn't go out directly, but focused on sizing up Wen Ren Jue, who was standing with his back facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He didn't make a sound just now because he recognized that the speaking voice was very familiar.

No wonder the room inside had no windows. The moment he just woke up, Bai Tan almost thought that he was imprisoned in some kind of closed space again for no reason.

Since the inside is the bedroom, the outside is of course the living room, which should also mean a small conference room. There is a small long table in the corner, and seven or eight chairs are placed on each side.

The outer hall is much larger than the bedroom where I slept just now. Wen Renjue stood with a slender body against the light, holding the microphone in his hand, half leaning against the edge of the table, and the other hand casually spread on the table, not far from his fingers. A bouquet of tender yellow flowers is placed in a transparent vase.

I don't know who I am calling, but the tone is very low.

"You guys are moving faster than I thought."

"Well, I'm fine, don't worry." Tilting his head, Wen Renjue's eyes drifted away. After returning from the Colosseum, Xuanzi took him here. It is said that it is one of the mouse's dens, and he is said to let him live in it again. In the hotel, something is not right.

He doesn't care about the living environment, but he is happy to accept people's kindness.

The mouse was in the middle of the two lines of communication. As soon as his side was settled, the number from the thirteenth district in front came.

This time, in addition to Yan Zhen and other high-level leaders in the war department, Shu Yi was the leader.

Yanzhen's side is the key to the success of the strategy, Shuyi is not at ease, and must always be by his side.

Wen Ren Jue is also very cautious about this matter, naturally he will not object, and only tells Yan Zhen to protect good people.

Although he travels in style, he will not really lose contact.

"Yes, I'm mainly worried that the two on Jiang Baifeng's side will make contact first."

"Where are the people you met along the way?" Pointing at the table with the middle finger, Wen Renjue raised his head and moved his neck, casually asking softly.

Before approaching the thirteenth district, there must be no leakage of news.

Jiang Baifeng and Zhan Pei had to be caught off guard in order to have a disruptive effect.

"We try our best to avoid villages and caravans along the way, and if we do encounter them, we will clean them up." Yan said with a thick voice, "After the siege, if there is only a little wind, Zhan He can't wait to send someone out." Negotiations are required, Mr. Shu entered the city alone, negotiate with him, and cede Yecheng and Ningcheng."

"He didn't contact Zhan Pei?"

It was unlucky for Zhan Pei to think about it. He secretly mobilized a large number of people to the front line to negotiate with Jiang Baifeng from the tenth district. As a result, if he didn't pay attention, something happened at home.

In the other royal districts, maybe the situation is not so bad, but there is a younger brother in the royal city of the thirteenth district who is eager to show off and wants to have his own power.

The death of Xiao Sangyu, an insignificant plaything, seems to have failed to stir up any big disturbances, but a gap has arisen in his heart, and the long-standing cracks have been silently expanded without being touched.

"Sir, I don't know if we have been in touch, but a large group of people in the thirteenth district heard that we had secretly joined forces with Jiang Baifeng from the tenth district, and deliberately took advantage of the negotiation to kill their king while coming to the rear. After the siege of the royal city, people were in a panic, and they all gathered around Zhan He, who had long wanted to express himself."

"Zhan He thinks he has feelings for you, so he confidently proposes to negotiate. He wins us over first and then plans." Yan Zhen laughed again: "After the negotiation, he still insisted on talking to you once. .”

"This is for me to reassure him." The fragrance of flowers was in his nose, and Xuanzi put a lot of care into the management of the house.

Wen Renjue had already noticed Bai Tan's furtive and eavesdropping appearance behind him.

It's just that the phone was on, so he didn't worry about it.

All the calculations were exactly the same as what Shuyi had speculated before. Judging from the results, excluding Zhan He's careful thinking, Zhan Pei's trust in Jiang Baifeng was also very limited.

And Jiang Baifeng must have been puzzled by Monk Zhang Er when he faced this sudden situation. Facing the life and death of the king's district, no one dared to make a "happy" decisive decision.

"Is he still there?" Wen Renjue asked with a smile, not wanting to make things difficult for his subordinates, as he was reporting the latest situation and because Yan Zhen couldn't stand Zhan He's request.

"Yes, it's still outside the door."

"Let him answer the phone." The tone was a bit like that of a servant, Yan Zhen heard the words of the master in the microphone, and very contemptuously signaled to the guards beside him, letting the restless waiting outside the door to come in.

The door opened, and Zhan He, who was wearing a long black coat, walked in quickly.

Wen Renjue heard a faint conversation coming from the microphone.

"Is it your king?"

"Yes, my lord said it was a pleasure to speak with you."

After a rustle, someone took the microphone.

"Hello...is that Boss Wen?" After thinking about the words, Zhan He finally called out with some hesitation.

Wen Renjue was leaning against the edge of the table, without any mask on his face, his long and narrow eyes were full of coldness, but the words he said were extremely kind on the contrary, "Long time no see, brother Zhan?"

Hearing Wen Renjue's soft question, the tension on Zhan He's face disappeared instantly.

He also hesitated before calling out that somewhat affectionate title.

But it seems that Wen Ren Jue really has some kind of friendship for him.

"Thank you for your willingness to give up the alliance with the tenth district. Mr. Shu said it was your intention." Holding the microphone in his hand, although he was forced to cede two cities, Zhan He was still very grateful.

No one had explained to Wen Renjue, but just by lowering his eyes, he figured out the ins and outs.

It must be that Shu Yi was afraid of agreeing too happily and arousing suspicion, so he deliberately exposed himself.

"When you lived in my king, we met so many times. To be honest, I have always felt like you. I have nothing else in my life, but I really admire people who value affection, although..." sighed softly , Wen Renjue's tone instantly became low, "I'm very sorry about laughing at Sangyu, but I can't forget your appearance. I respect you."

After some compliments, Zhan He, who was holding the microphone, instantly blushed.

Yan Zhen who was standing beside him couldn't hear clearly, but showed no expression.

But Bai Tan, who was holding on to the door frame, froze instantly.

He had never heard Wenren Jue speak in such an emotional voice, it was really... unspeakably weird, and disgusting...

When the subject changed, Wen Ren Jue didn't seem to care whether the listener was moved or not, and his aggravated voice became solemn, showing the majesty of his king, "I didn't take advantage of you for nothing, I'm the weakest of the three parties, so some I hope brother Zhan can understand the tricks and means. It is imperative to unite with the Tenth District. Now that you have agreed to cut the city, why should I continue to mess with the Tenth District? What I am worried about is that your brother will turn the beacon against me at that time. I am not afraid to say it You are joking, with the second city of Ye Ning in hand, I have some confidence to face your brother, to tell you the truth, my subordinates in the royal district are weak, and I really don't want to fight anymore after this long battle."

Showing weakness is extremely sincere.

Bai Tan was confused when he heard this, but felt that Wen Ren Jue's pretentiously strong voice made him feel uncomfortable all over.

That person didn't think about Chengfu, let alone how Zhan He felt when he heard Wen Renjue's words, but facing a room full of his subordinates, he still choked up his sobs with emotion.

"Don't worry, as long as I can successfully rescue my brother, I will definitely persuade him to join forces with the Seventeenth District again to deal with the Tenth King's District."

No one knows how to pretend to be false. They knew that the person on the other side of the microphone could not be completely sincere, but the two men holding the microphone actually fell in love with each other, and said a few words softly before hanging up the phone.

Bai Tan listened eagerly, he could only hear Wen Ren Jue's voice, he didn't know who was on the other side of the microphone, but thinking of Wen Ren Jue's cold heart, one day he could still be so emotional... Although he didn't feel like talking, he His curiosity swelled rapidly.

I can't help it at all.

I wish I could stick my ear to it, and unconsciously, more and more body was exposed from the door frame.

He was still holding the microphone in his hand, but in fact the person on the other side had hung up for a while, Wen Renjue stared silently at the white clouds outside the window, with a flat expression, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Have you heard enough?" The three words that came out of his lips were different from the previous emotional words, with a cold meaning.

Bai Tan unconsciously continued to tie her ears.

I didn't even notice that the man said this to himself.

Wen Renjue can imagine his stupidity without turning around, it is obvious that he is not in a good mood now.

"Bai Tan." With his back still turned, he called out a name, which was extremely gloomy.

"Ah?!" He later realized that Ren Jue was talking to himself, and with the sound of the microphone being thrown on the table, Bai Tan stumbled out in shock.