Chapter 137: 1 throw

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven
Gu Shiba Niang sat at the table with paper and pen in front of her, but at this moment, she closed her eyes tightly, and the dusty memories of that life in her mind slowly opened. This time she did not have a trace of resentment, but grateful, grateful for what she had experienced. After all this, the heart-wrenching experience at this time seems to be extremely precious.With an excited mood, I carefully replayed all the memories.
After a long, long time, she opened her eyes, picked up the pen, held her sleeve with one hand, and slowly began to write. The tiny lower letters increased from less to more, and the writing speed gradually changed. The paper quickly piled up, and there was a thick pile in front of her. Zizhi, this is what she has seen, heard and known throughout her life, ranging from the days of Emperor Longqing to the three meals a day she ate in Shen's residence.
Although she was an ordinary woman to marry at this time in her life, but in any case, she also experienced things that everyone has never experienced now. To some extent, she can be called a prophet. .
Of course, in that life, because there was no such person as Wenjun King, naturally there was no memory of him, but this was not important.The important thing was that she did know some things that Wenjun did not know, which was enough.
"You people only recognize interests. As long as it doesn't matter to your own interests, it doesn't matter what people or things are. Then I will discuss interests with you. Only when you realize that you and your brother are tied to a rope can you let You are tempted..."
"Mother and brother, I have lost once, and I have died once. Although death is terrible, there is nothing terrifying if death is true. Since our destiny has to return to death, at least we can't die very useless... "
"These important officials, status and power are extremely important in their hearts. Only when they poke their pain, they will look at you directly..."
"Jun Wen, if you are like me and come here against the sky, you will be more concerned about your future destiny, and you know how powerful it is..."
"Even if you are not a person who is resurrected from the dead like me, that status, status and power are also a big deal for you. If you know that all of this will be taken away, I see how you can sit still..."
The candlelight illuminates the room red, and in this early spring night, it looks extra warm, but Gu Shiba Niang's eyes flashed cold.
All the information in that life about this time of the year has been turned from the depths of memory.The pressure of fate, the threat of death, and the dilemma of forcing no retreat have brought her ability to the limit.
She never knew that she remembered so many things, and she carefully screened and selected the capital that could be used to bet on the information that came in all kinds of things.
Accompanied by the writing of sheets of paper, the ink was used up again and again, and she had to pick up the ink stick to re-grind the ink again and again.
"A noble person like him is cold-hearted and cautious in his actions. My trip is really utterly absurd and absurd. If one word is wrong and one link is wrong, not only will he not be able to save his brother, but I am afraid I will not escape death...
Gu Shiba Niang's hands stopped, but eventually they continued to sharpen.
Since it was all death, my brother died because of righteousness, and he died because of his eldest relatives, and it was also death.Compared with the fate of the previous life, it is completely different.Although destiny can keep their results unchanged, the process is not controllable.
"From this point of view, you..." Gu Shiba Niang picked up the pen and pointed at the void, seeming to face the face of Leng Sen of Destiny, "You are not the one who can dominate everything..."
She laughed as she talked, and the sound spread outside the room, causing Ah Si, who was sleeping in the wheel guard at this time, to wake up, but found that there was a quiet night around, except for the bright lights in the lady's room reflecting the desk Outside of his figure, there is nothing unusual.
Rubbing her sour arms, Gu Shiba Niang threw all the paper in front of her into the brazier. The room was suddenly dense with smoke. She opened the window to let the night breeze clean the room, and Dongfang had already faintly exposed the white fish belly.
Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on this throw.
After closing the window, Gu Shiba Niang lifted the pen again, strung the thoughts in her mind again, bowed her head and wrote a line on a blank piece of paper.
When the morning light finally penetrated into the room, a carriage swayed westward from the front door of the outer building.
Wenjun Wang's Mansion, a team of soldiers and guards are being handed over, and the surroundings are inaccessible, cold and quiet.
The sound of carriages, from far to near, sounds particularly noticeable in the early morning.
"Who?" The soldiers shouted in unison.
"Junye, I'm Baohe Tang Wang Yizhang, here to deliver medicine to the medicine department." Wang Yizhang hurriedly got out of the car, and respectfully took out a vermilion cover post.
"It's Mr. Wang." Bingwei obviously recognized him, but he still accepted the post and carefully read the date endorsement on it. Then, with a wave of his hand, a small soldier passed in to the concierge.
Not long after, a man dressed as a servant came out with a habitual smile.
"The old gentleman is here, please," he said, pointing at the corner door.
Bingwei let him go, and Wang Yizhang got into the carriage. When he entered the door, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed the cuff. There was a thin letter, but it felt as heavy as a boulder.
After finishing the business, Wang Yizhang looked for an opportunity to see the servant at the side of the Wenjun king.
"Why are you here again?" The waiter saw him with a very ugly expression. He took out a silver ticket from his sleeve and stuffed it with Wang Yizhang.
This banknote was stuffed by Wang Yizhang. Seeing that he had stuffed it back, Wang Yizhang's heart was like a mirror.
It seemed that that day the servant really passed the words in, and the attitude of King Wenjun was just as he and Gu Shiba Niang guessed.
This servant is afraid... Of course it's not that he is afraid of taking the money he has entrusted, but that he is afraid of Wenjun Wang's attitude...
It seems that Wang Wenjun really didn't mean to see Gu Shiba Niang.....
Wang Yizhang hesitated for a moment, wondering if there is any need to deliver this letter in his hand. This class of nobles has clearly expressed their rejection. If you ask for it again, I am afraid it will be counterproductive, but it will be even more useless for Gu Hai...
"Master Huang, the king's meal is ready, you can take it over..."
A little waiter said outside, interrupting the conversation between the two, Huang Na waiter seemed to be relieved, and hurriedly asked Wang Yizhang to go back, he personally took the tray in the hands of the little waiter, and went inward.
The scent drifted by Wang Yizhang's side, and he immediately distinguished that it was not food at all, but medicine.
"Oh, it's not good..." He suddenly clapped his hands, frightening the little servant who was about to lead him out.
"The shopkeeper Wang, what's the matter? But what's left?" The little servant has gained a lot of benefits from Wang Yizhang every day. He likes this God of Wealth and has a good attitude, so he immediately asked with concern.
"The mountain ginseng I sent in last time was a bit wrong. I sent some new ones specially this time. I forgot to tell Master Huang, don't use it..." Wang Yizhang said.
The little servant was taken aback, "Oh, why didn't you say it earlier, it's already used..."
He turned around and ran back, "Quick, quick, go tell Master Huang..."
Wang Yizhang naturally followed behind him.
Wenjun Wang’s Mansion is an old house newly built. The garden pool, pavilions and water pavilions are simple, exquisite and surplus, which is really pleasing to the eye. However, the people who live here are not necessarily in a good mood. A county prince usually lives in a few small palaces outside the Queen Mother's palace.
The waiter Huang walked along the corridor in the lake with a pallet holding a tray, looking at the lake pavilion with layers of curtains hanging in front of him, and once again adjusted his clothes.
As soon as he was about to open his mouth for instructions, he heard the sound of pedaling footsteps behind him.
"Master Huang...Master Huang..." The voice that deliberately lowered but wanted him to hear followed.
The mantle couldn't stop the voice at all.Neimai Huang couldn't help but get angry, and turned around to reprimand the unruly boy, but saw Wang Yizhang coming tremblingly, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"You, you..." He couldn't help stammering and ignored the rules. He walked a few steps, grabbed Wang Yizhang's wrist, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be foolish..."
"Master Huang, this is the case. I'm here to tell you that the quality of the ginseng I sent last time is not good. If you use it, first use the ones I sent this time..." Wang Yizhang didn't seem to understand what he said. Said hurriedly.
Naibu Huang couldn't say whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or raise his sigh.
"You...you...you dare to send it if you are not in good condition..." He had to say angrily, looking at the tray in his hand, and felt that advancement is not a retreat nor is it.
A gust of wind blew and lifted the curtain up.
"What's the matter?" A cool voice came from behind the curtain.
Huang Nei waiter hurriedly bowed and wanted to answer.
Wang Yizhang has already rushed down to his knees, "The Baohe Tang Wang Chapter has disturbed the county king."
The servant Huang, who was a good servant, naturally understood Wang Yizhang's purpose immediately, and couldn't help glaring at him bitterly, and motioned him not to talk nonsense.
The voice behind the curtain was silent for a moment.
"Wang Yizhang, for the sake of your Baohetang, you can really afford it..." The voice came over without delay, but with the sharp cold wind, it lifted the disguise of the outsider.
"Please forgive the county king!" Wang Yizhang said immediately, prostrate.
I can’t say that I’m surprised, but I don’t think there is anything to be surprised. This young princess is obviously not easy to fool. Information they couldn't ask for, not to mention that Gu Shiba Niang was still the leader of the party.
"In that case, I will help you, fulfill you, and make people unable to repay your favor in this life, how?" The voice in the curtain seemed to have a slight smile, but it was a cold smile.
Only if oneself is dead, can others be unable to repay the favor...
For a county prince, letting a merchant die is a very simple matter.
The sweat on Wang Yizhang's forehead immediately came down.
The waiter Huang on the side glared at him even more. You should be reminded again and again not to say nothing, you don't listen, now it's okay, let yourself in?
"Untouchable King Xie..." Wang Yizhang gritted his teeth, took out the letter from his sleeve, and held it up high.
There was a slight laughter in the veil.It sounded through the ears of Wang Yizhang and others, and the laughter was a bit weak.
The laughter soon fell silent, and then there was silence.Just when Wang Yizhang's nervous legs trembled slightly, the princess finally spoke again.
"Take it in."
This sound was like a natural sound. Wang Yizhang only felt relieved and almost collapsed on the ground. Gu Shiba Niang said, as long as Wenjun Wang is willing to accept the letter, everything will be fine.
But if Wang Yizhang knew what was written in the letter, he promised that even if he died, he would never pass the letter.He soon understood this. Before he let his breath to the end, there was a sudden cry from the curtain.
"Bold!"
With a bang, the curtain was pulled open, and a violent breath came out.
Wang Yizhang was stunned to see that the elegantly furnished hall was already a wolf, the quaint low table was overturned, the exquisite tea set was broken to the ground, and one was wearing a purple and gold crown ~ EbookFREE.me ~ wearing a vermilion robe The young Qing Jun stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Wang Yizhang with his midnight eyes.
"I'm so brave, come here, and arrest the Xiang girl from Jiankang Gu family!" he said in a deep voice.
Apprehension? Isn't it an invitation? Even if it is not an invitation, it is always okay to pass it? It turned out to be an arrest!
How is this going?
A piece of thin paper drifted in front of Wang Yizhang in the wind, he lowered his head, and then took a look, but his eyes went dark and he passed out.
"...June of the seventh year of Jianyuan, Wenjun Wang did not..."
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Didn’t check, there is a typo tell me, tomorrow night...
I went out for six days. Fortunately, I have the Internet, but I can only write every night, so the next week, the update will be very late, please don't wait, look at the next day