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The plum blossom petals in Xixiuling are in full bloom.
It¡¯s early spring, but the suburbs of Chang¡¯an are like a sea of ??fragrant snow.
Nan Baoyi stretched out his hand, stared at the plum blossom petals falling in his palm, and gently smelled its sweet fragrance, feeling a little sour at the tip of his nose.
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When will this power game end?
How many more people will die?
She turned around and threw herself into Xiao Yi's arms: "Second brother, I'm scared."
There was a little bit of sobs in between the words.
She was afraid that she and her second brother would die violently, and that her family would be persecuted by Queen Shen.
It turns out that court games are not about being clever.
The struggle for power will bleed and lives will be lost.
Xiao Yi caressed her head gently, placed a silent kiss on her forehead, and whispered: "The ten southwest counties are my territory, and my army is stationed there. If Jiaojiao is afraid"
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Nan Baoyi raised his head and covered his mouth seriously.
The girl¡¯s phoenix eyes were clear and sparkling with a strange brilliance.
She didn¡¯t want to see such a world full of corpses and her second brother¡¯s hands stained with blood.
She is not sure whether karma really exists in the world, but she would rather believe it or not. She wants her second brother to be clean in his life. Even if he misses the throne, he still wants to become a famous official respected by thousands of people in history.
She raised her red phoenix eyes and said with a smile: "I'm not very scared. I'm just joking with you."
Xiao Yi silently touched her face.
In my heart, I quietly made a decision.
At this moment, a fast horse suddenly galloped over.
Shen Yichao reined in the reins and stopped in the middle of thousands of troops.
He glanced at the young man in a pool of blood and said loudly: "According to the imperial concubine's instructions, the third prince lit a beacon fire to gather troops and horses for the purpose of rebellion, and ordered the Jinwu Guards to arrest him in the sky prison and await trial."
However, the boy had already lost his breath.
Shen Yichao didn't dwell too much on Xiao Zizhong's matter.
He then looked at the surrounding aristocratic families and princes, and said: "The Queen is grateful for all of your hard work in coming to the capital. She has already prepared a sumptuous banquet in the palace. Please come to the palace to have a rest. After you have had enough wine and food, it will not be too late to return to the fiefdom." .¡±
The aristocratic families looked at each other, smiled and said yes.
The heads of the family and the princes entered the palace together, and a large number of local troops began to evacuate further away. The Jinwu Guards also left under the leadership of the Shen brothers.
Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi found Wen Zhining's tomb at the foot of Xixiuling.
The tomb is located under an old plum tree. It is simple but clean. It was written by Xiao Zizhong. The tombstone is also engraved with the four words "My Wife Zhining".
The two buried Xiao Zi again next to Wen Zhining's grave.
Nan Baoyi solemnly swept away the fallen petals, lowered her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes, and whispered: "On the first seven days, bring Ah Ruo over to worship, okay?"
Xiao Yi stood in front of the grave.
After a long silence, he nodded: "Okay."
When riding the carriage back to Nan Mansion, Nan Baoyi leaned in Xiao Yi's arms and said with closed eyes: "Second brother, there are actually a few doubts that I haven't figured out. Wen Zhining is not killing innocent people indiscriminately. It is impossible for her to Explosives are planted in the city.¡±
Xiao Yi explained calmly: "Tianshu reported that the person who buried the explosives was Wei Shaoqian. That guy has always had no conscience, and he has become even crazier since Qingyang left. It is not unusual to do such a thing."
"It turns out it's him"
Nan Baoyi was quite speechless.
She added: "On Yuan Ye, those assassins pretending to be actors were actually the private soldiers raised by the Wen family back then, right? After the Wen family was raided, they were exiled to northern Xinjiang by Queen Shen as border guards.
"It's just that I don't understand. Even if Wen Zhining, a mere girl, joins forces with the children from a poor family, I'm afraid she won't be able to rescue them back to Chang'an. Who can rescue them quietly and arrange for them to pretend to be actors and cause trouble on the night of the Yuan Dynasty? who?"
Xiao Yi bent his fingers and slowly tapped the low case.
A vague figure appeared in my mind.
He frowned and looked unhappy.
Nan Baoyi didn't notice his expression.
She sat upright and poured a cup of hot almond tea: "Before the incident happened that night, I met Ji Zhenzhen on the street, and she reminded me to be careful. Now that I think about it, the Zhao Qing she married was the one who took the lead in making trouble."??A scholar from a poor family, I once saw him outside Sili Yamen. She reminded me that I should come to her in person to say thank you. Let¡¯s talk to Zhao Qing again and see if we can bring him into our camp. "
Although the poor families are not as good as the nobles, the scholars in the poor families are worth winning over.
Xiao Yi was immersed in his own thoughts and only responded with a few words.
Nan Baoyi is an activist.
In the early morning of the second day, she prepared generous gifts and went to visit Ji Zhenzhen at Mengshan Academy.
It was not yet the first lunar month, and there was no one in the academy.
Passing through the courtyard planted with rugged ancient pines, she climbed the steps, but saw that all the maids and servants from the academy were missing. There was a lot of dust in the carved verandah, and no one took care of it.
The big red ‡Ö characters posted during the wedding were blown up by the cold wind, and the red silk hanging in the corridor fell crookedly to the ground, giving rise to a sense of desolation after the excitement.
Nan Baoyi frowned and lightly knocked on the door: "Miss Ji¡ª¡ª"
Before he finished speaking, the fan was suddenly opened.
Zhao Qing¡¯s angry face looked a little ferocious.
As if he didn¡¯t expect the visitor, Zhao Qing quickly put aside his ferocious expression and forced an elegant smile: ¡°Mr. Nan, what are you doing?¡±
His scowl and smile were twisted together, making him look particularly weird.
Nan Baoyi glanced behind him.
Although it was daytime, the room was dark and nothing could be seen clearly.
"You can only faintly hear the woman's sobs."
It¡¯s Ji Zhenzhen who is crying.
Nan Baoyi vaguely guessed something, and a cold dark light flashed across his eyes.
She remained calm and said with a smile: "I missed the wedding of Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Ji, so I came here to visit today. Can I go in and meet Mrs. Ji?"
Zhao Qing hesitated: "This"
Nan Baoyi also has an aftertaste and taste.
Taste the heart is not a fuel-saving lamp, and immediately sarcastically said: "My master wants to go in to visit his best friend, but why doesn't Zhao Langjun refuse? Men should be generous. If you are so stingy, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve great things in the future!"
I don¡¯t know that those words touched Zhao Qing¡¯s pain point, and his expression immediately became ferocious and twisted.
However, he quickly suppressed his anger and said with a smile: "Zhen Zhen is ill today and I'm afraid she won't be able to see the guests. I will tell her that Mr. Nan has come to visit today. Mr. Nan, can you please come down the mountain?"
Nan Baoyi said expressionlessly: "Taste your heart."
Changxin sneered and punched Zhao Qing to the ground!
Nan Baoyi gathered her skirt and stepped into the threshold calmly.
The windows in the house are tightly closed.
The light and shadow are dim, and you can vaguely see collapsed bookshelves, broken tea cups, and a mess all over the floor.
In the back room, Ji Zhenzhen was lying on the cold floor, her black hair scattered on the ground, her sleeves rolled up half way, her collar torn open, her skirt piled on her waist without dignity, her white and tender skin covered with bruises from the beatings of bruises.
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