Chapter 64: Chen Qing

For a time, the needle fell in the small courtyard.
Even Qin Lanshang had thoughts after hearing Dr. Li's words, but the news came too unexpectedly, and she didn't guess anyway.
He staggered at the foot and heard the news of Ruan Feiyu's death. Qin Lanshang did not have the euphoria of the big vengeance that she had imagined before. No, isn't it okay when I leave? "
Lu Mingyuan said: "I didn't lie. Master really passed away. Just two days ago, he was stabbed to death in the palace of King Li ... I watched it with my own eyes."
Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "What's going on?"
"That night, Master and Li Wang negotiated the matter of returning to Beijing, and went into the room to rest. When I left, I asked Shen to find him." Seeing him sitting behind the desk, his head sagged, the seven tricks bleeding, dripping the books on the table ... "
Qin Lanshang was suddenly excited: "And then?"
Lu Mingyuan said: "I alarmed everyone in the palace, and the imperial doctor also came, saying that Master was killed by a master who hit the heavens with his palm."
Chu Xiwei raised his eyebrows: "With the power of Southern Confucianism, who can do this?"
"The medical doctor detected the chronic anesthetic in Brie, who wrapped the wound on Master, and he could slowly paralyze the warrior without knowing it within three hours."
Qin Lanshang's voice was hoarse: "The wound was wrapped by the prince of Li, did you not check it? If a heavy minister died in his own house, would the prince have nothing to do with it?"
Lu Mingyuan suddenly twitched his mouth: "Of course he can't get rid of the relationship, so he turned over the entire palace, but the doctor who wound up the wound had committed suicide and found Yu Pei of Duan Wang Chuyu in his residence."
As soon as this remark came out, all three were stunned. What happened to Duan Wang Yupei, they already knew. However, this thing should have been in the hands of Ruan Feiyu, how did it appear next to the poisoned doctor?
A mess in Qin Lanshang's mind, she looked at Chu Xiwei helplessly, but did not get a vision.
Ye Fusheng suddenly sighed and said, "I finally understand."
Qin Lanshang turned his head to look at him, Ye Fusheng raised his eyes and stared at Ming Yuan: "Ruan Xiang was not killed by manpower, he committed suicide ... right?"
Lu Mingyuan has not spoken yet, Qin Lanshang has widened his eyes: "What are you talking about?"
Before her words fell, Lu Mingyuan said, "Master said that Master Ye will definitely understand that it really is."
Qin Lanshang was so stupid that Chu Xi frowned slightly: "Speak clearly."
"Master resigned from Beijing six years ago and was assassinated on the road. Master did not mention the matter in order to take care of the overall situation, but the wound was not serious, but he was contaminated with the poison of the broken soul grass. Wearing Qin Lanshang, the sadness on his face solidified into a thick ink that would never fade. "Although it took many means in the past six years, Master's body has also deteriorated. The pharmacist in the academy said ... In the end, then Master sent someone to send a secret letter to His Majesty and offered to return to the post. "
Qin Lanshang did not understand: "If he knew his situation, why did he go back to the court?"
Ye Fusheng said lightly: "Because Ruan Xiang did not intend to really return to the DPRK, he only staged a show to deceive the world."
Chu Xiwei thought back and forth, saying: "Before I felt strange, at that time, the Emperor Li did not necessarily appear to be too coincident, and the Jiao accident happened suddenly, all the way to the mouth of the valley. When the opportunity came, they must have been badly damaged, but they had taken the path from the beginning. "
Qin Lanshang suddenly understood what she saw when landing Mingyuan, and the other party said: "Yes, although Duan Wang was quite ambitious during the period of the emperor, but also because Qin Gong's case converged his teeth, Master understands him, not I think he will still have the heart of rebellion now, otherwise he will not stay in Beijing for the long time.
Qin Lanshang: "So, what really cooperates with the funeral palace ... is it actually the King of Li?"
Ye Fusheng said: "Everyone has suspicions, so Ruan Xiang will do this drama and release the news that he wants to recover. The people who are interested will naturally hear the wind. This is to treat themselves as bait and wait for the wisher to hook."
"Master said that when he saw Duan Wang Yupei in the underground palace, he had already suspected King Li, because after Yu Pei broke down ten years ago, Duan Wang had repaired it, but with his arrogance, he would never use it to deal with him again. Intersect. "Lu Mingyuan lowered his eyes." After seeing the King of Rites at the Rest Hill, the Master of the Burial Soul Palace retreated without a fight, and Master has determined that it is him. "
Because of this, Ruan Feiyu despised them without any traces on the rest mountain, and separated them from each other in order to make them retreat.
Qin Lanshang murmured: "Why did he go with King Li? Why ... dying?"
"Silly girl, as you said just now, Ruan Xiang was killed in Li Wang Mansion. This thing is comparable to poking a hole in the sky." Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes, "If I'm right, I should be Li Wang that night." Before Lu Mingyuan went to find Ruan Xiang, he wanted to collaborate with him, but Ruan Xiang killed himself. "
Chu Xi raised his eyebrows: "The world knows that Nanru is about to return. His death cannot be overwhelmed. Even if Li Wang really didn't have his own hands, when he looked back, he might find that he had deployed before, so he could only Change plans and blame others. "
Lu Mingyuan sneered. The scholar's temper was unbelievably good. This sudden sneer was a bit harsh.
"The anesthetic on the medicine cloth was given by Master himself." He whispered: "Actually, I dived into the Master's room very early that night, listened to him and me telling me all kinds of things, and then watched him change his palm to cover the spirit. , I ca n’t make a sound, I ca n’t move, I have been hiding on the beam of the house ... The king of rituals came, he was frightened, and then he was furious, and he took away the jade pendant that Master was holding in his hand. The doors and windows pretend that they have never been. "
He whispered, Qin Lanshang only felt horrified, and Lu Mingyuan continued: "After he left, I sneaked back into his house, and no one found me. When Shen Shi went to see Master, he pretended to be terrified. Come ... King Li is really ready to kill people and kill his mouth, leaving Yu Pei to marry the king. Master is right. "
Qin Lanshang murmured: "Why did he do this?"
Chu Xiwei said: "Because the two tigers fight, there must be a wound."
The king of rituals made the funeral palace under the guise of Duanwang, and released news to attract the old party Yu Yu, one for persecution and the other for marrying. Ruan Feiyu was forced to run out of mountains and rivers all the way. To return to the dynasty alive, only to collude with him is his purpose.
If he succeeds, he will get the help of Southern Confucianism. Those who are in the world will not be together, and they are happy; if they fail, they will try to kill people and kill their enemies, and then lead the disaster.
"Duan Wang has lived in Tianjing all these years, which does not mean that he is a tiger with teeth extracted. Don't forget that among the emperors of the first emperor, he was the first person to touch the military power." Ye Fusheng tickled his lips. "The first emperor Although he has passed away for a long time, the old party is still the majority in the court. After all, the wings are not strong, even if there is a means, but in many ways, there is still more than enough strength ... Ruan Xiang ’s existence has always been the upper arm of today, but he It is not long before you die. If you do n’t want the new law to be hindered by these people, you must leave new help for the present before death. "
Qin Lanshang twitched: "Duan Wang ?!"
"The king of rituals designed himself to protect himself. At this time, he could have been big or small, but at this stage, no one would dare to bear the crime of killing a heavy minister and intending to rebel." Lu Mingyuan raised his head and slowly grasped his fingers, "Master uses his own The fortune-teller calculated Duan Wang so that he who had intended to stay out of the situation had to take action to protect himself. However, after all, King Li was well prepared. If Duan Wang did not want to be framed and restrained, he could only surrender to the present and become a new heavy minister. However, To get the letter today and to persuade Duan Wang, we must rely on the secret letter written by the Master before he died. "
Ye Fusheng's mouth turned upside down: "The letter is in your hands."
Lu Mingyuan said: "Yes, I must return to Samadhi College as soon as possible, and send my heart to send these two letters secretly, but at this juncture, Li Wang was already suspicious of me, and naturally would not let me go."
"So he only let us stay here for three more days, just to be your answer, and use the power of the Hundred Ghosts to protect you back to the Samadhi Academy." Chu Xiwei sneered a little, and there wasn't much anger. "The imperial court has its own power. In comparison, the rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes after all. The burial palace dare to intervene in the rebellion is already a scum of the rivers and lakes, but to deal with it also has to rely on the power of the rivers and lakes, the hundred ghost gates are sent to the door again, which is very suitable ,right?"
Three birds with one stone, even one's own life can be used as a chess piece, and the whole body can be moved with one shot. Throughout the world, there is only one Nanru.
It is a pity that such a person who calculates the latitude and longitude is finally gone.
Qin Lanshang's throat choked, and she finally said, "He clearly said that he would give me an explanation ... He is a Southern Confucian, how can he miss the appointment?"
"Speaking of that, Master once told me to tell the girl Qin something." Lu Mingyuan reached into his arms and groped, and kept talking: "The girl wanted to know that Master's real name is 'Zhou Shen', then tell the girl one more thing ... … Forty-five years ago, Qin Jinghu, the father of Qin Gong, cut his head as a plan to win the trust of the anti-king, named Zhou Ye, and was the biological father of Master. "
Qin Lansang shook his body, and listened to him again: "In the thirty thousand Qin family army submerged by the walking jelly on the Anxi Mountain more than thirty years ago, the military master Zhou Xi was the elder brother of the master and the last relative."
Chu Xiwei's eyes flashed in shock, and Ye Fusheng's expression also changed.
I saw that Lu Mingyuan took out a yellowed hand-booked book from his arms. It was the one that Ruan Feiyu had never left before, but it was stained with a small piece of red on it. I don't know if it was Lu Mingyuan's blood or Ruan Feiyu.
He held the book with his hands full of blood, sweat and dust and handed it to Qin Lanshang, saying, "Master's confession to the girl is in this book."
Qin Lanchang was stunned, and reached out tremblingly to pick it up, and then suddenly shrank back, his face was not as white as usual, and his voice was shaking: "I, I don't want it! You let him speak for myself! I don't watch!"
Lu Mingyuan said in a deep voice: "Girl Qin, please take it."
Qin Lanshang looked at Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng. They didn't look at her. They silently reached a default, and asked her to take the confession by herself with both hands.
She has no retreat, nor can she retreat.
When Qin Lanshang took the book, he almost dropped it on the ground, flipping through his fingers several times before turning the first page.
She finally knew that this was not a book, but made of dozens of letters.
There are thirty-seven letters in total, but the payment has only the same name, Zhou Shen.
There was only one person receiving the letter, Qin Hebai.
The payment time was from the time he changed his name to Ruan Qingxing's door, to the beginning of this month, one letter per year, not falling for one year.
Suddenly she had a feeling that she was not reading the letter or the so-called confession, but the wind and frost of the past 37 years.