The little boss looked back at the corpse and asked, "Who is that?"
Who is this person who does good deeds without leaving a name and sets fire in advance?
He glanced at He Lianrong.
"Are you sure?"
He Lianrong asked.
The man nodded vigorously.
He Lianrong said: "Just wait and see what happens!"
He looked at Yang Xuan and thought that from the beginning to now, this man had always been calm and unhurried, and he couldn't help but feel a shadow in his heart.
But after thinking about it again, he felt relieved again.
The little boss obviously also thought of this, "This matter is known to me and a few others. If Yang Gou wants to set up a trap, he must know this matter. So... is this God's will?"
There are many providences in this era.
When the Tang Dynasty was founded, Emperor Taizu was besieged in a desperate situation. Everything was fine except for water.
The army would be in chaos without water. Just when the enemy was waiting for the Tang army to collapse without a fight, it rained heavily.
Daliao also has such things, and there are quite a few of them.
"God's will!" He Lianrong's eyes became more fiery.
He was born in a poor household and suffered enough hardships since he was a child. Fortunately, he refused to be discouraged and found an opportunity to study. Compared with his classmates, he worked harder and was smarter. He passed the imperial examination before he was twenty years old and has been working since then.
Go to official career.
However, his poor background prevented him from finding support in the officialdom.
Some people say that if you have the ability, you can rise to great heights.
He Lianrong also thought so at first.
But when he entered the officialdom with great ambition, his fantasy was shattered by reality.
No matter how great your skills are, unless you can alert the emperor, you will only become the object of jealousy among your colleagues.
The only way is to find a backer for yourself.
He proudly refused.
Then he worked at the bottom level for many years.
It wasn't until the family was short of money and food that He Lianrong gave up his arrogance and sought refuge with a high-ranking official. From then on, he began to rise to prominence.
He realized a truth: no matter how great your ability is, it will be in vain if no one uses it!
You are very capable, but why should others use you?
Who in the officialdom does not form cliques?
To paraphrase a certain Daliao emperor once said: Every beggar has several friends. You are crazy to expect officials not to form cliques!
You are not mine, why should I reuse you?
If you want to be reused, you must first learn to bow your head.
Boss, I will be yours from now on!
Then, you can experience the joy of becoming a successful person without any skills.
ability!
That is an essential quality for people who do things.
What does the superior need?
It's not about doing things.
But be a human being!
Most capable people have a sense of arrogance and think they are awesome. Therefore, these people are unwilling to bow their heads and bend down to please others.
And for those who are willing to bend down, many people will succeed.
In other words, in some cases, capable people are unwilling to bend down and work hard.
But those who can bend can soar.
When He Lianrong thought of this, he couldn't help but feel happy in his eyes.
Before coming to Tanzhou, his patron talked to him and told him a lot. The most important thing was that he should make a career in Tanzhou and his patron would help him enter the Sixth Department.
He knew that after joining the Sixth Division, he had to follow the orders of his patrons. Wherever his patrons pointed him, he had to fight.
This is the price of success!
But at this moment, he was content with it.
Someone tied a rope around the ankles of the corpse and dragged it out with force.
"Look at the figure, she's a woman!" someone said.
It was impossible to see from the front, it was all black charcoal, and the corpse was somewhat curled up.
Yang Xuan found that his back wasn't burning much, "Turn over and take a look."
The burning smell was too smelly and difficult to wash off, so several sergeants worked together to pick it up with long spears.
The corpse turned over.
The clothes are in good condition.
The outer garment is Tsing Yi.
The underwear was exposed during the dragging process.
It's silk!
Yang Xuan turned around sharply.
Look at Changling!
Wang Laoer shouted: "That woman was wearing these clothes that morning!"
Everyone present at the time remembered it.
That beautiful maid's unbuttoned shirt is not what she looks like underneath!
this……
Liu Xiang shouted: "That's nonsense!"
"Old thief!" Yang Xuan sneered: "Check!"
"Who is he?" He Lianrong asked.
"These things must be done by two men."
"Wuzuo is his disciple and grandson!"
The old thief squatted beside the corpse, holding a branch and lifting up his underwear.
"Although she is a little bit mature, you can see that her skin was delicate before birth."
Slightly cooked...
Someone is retching.
He checked along.
"She's a woman! She's still a virgin!"
Wang Laoer muttered: "The soil is rich but not the people!"
Tu Shang's face turned dark, "Where did you hear this?"
"Where is the old thief!"
Liu Xiang sneered, "Where is Commander Yang's maid?"
"I'm here!"
Jiang He'er walked out, stood behind Yang Xuan, and whispered: "It's the person from the morning."
Yang Xuan asked: "Where was that woman this morning?"
Of course he's dead... Liu Xiang glanced at the little boss, "What do you mean?"
Han Ji appeared on the opposite side and smiled at Yang Xuan.
An unbridled smile.
Yang Xuan said: "Please see me again."
Liu Xiang shook his head, "Inconvenient!"
"Then I think you and others did this!"
The three envoys were stunned at this moment.
Who did this?
Yang Gou, it’s possible!
But judging from Yang Gou's past methods, he would not handle this matter so badly.
And Beiliao...
I can’t tell!
Now just wait for the evidence to appear, and then everyone will do whatever they have to do!
Liu Xiang nodded, "Bring it here!"
After this incident, Yang Xuan was done with it.
The last nail is missing from the coffin board.
That woman is dead, so let’s use her for the last time!
Those who go will come back soon.
"Gone!"
"Look for it!" Liu Xiang shouted sharply.
A group of sergeants rushed into the camp and searched every tent.
"No!"
You have fallen into the trap. There must be a spy inside... Liu Xiang said, "Shijun Yang, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter and give you an explanation."
Yang Xuan came over.
The three envoys all understood at this moment.
This is a trap.
Not only did he want to trap Yang Xuan, but he also wanted to trap them.
Damn it!
Liuxiang, what a vicious method!
But they are the three dogs of Daliao.
Dare to be angry but dare not speak!
Yang Xuan walked to Liu Xiang.
He glanced at Changling behind him.
Raise your hands.
Swing it down hard.
"Crack!"
…
"The Eagle Guard needs a shake-up!"
With a bruised face, Liu Xiang wished he could strangle the little boss to death.
The little boss turned pale, "No need to say, I know."
He knew that there was a high probability that he would die.
But how did this get leaked?
He tried to figure out the people who were traveling with him and those who knew about this matter, but he still couldn't find a clue.
Liu Xiang said to He Lianrong: "I will naturally take responsibility for the crimes that I should take. After this incident, the three major ministries may be separated."
He Lianrong nodded, "I'll think of another way..."
"The princess is out." Someone outside said.
It is already afternoon now and the sun is setting in the west.
"The princess made an appointment with Yang Xuan." He Lianrong's heart moved.
The same is true for Liuxiang.
If the failure of the Immortal Dance made the two of them somewhat suspicious of Changling, then their doubts were gone at this moment.
"The princess didn't know about the arson." He Lianrong said.
"Yes!" Liu Xiang nodded.
The princess' suspicion has been eliminated.
"Your Majesty will be furious about this!" He Lianrong said, "As the governor of Tanzhou, I have a heavy responsibility!"
——This matter is your Liuxiang plan. If it fails, don't drag me into taking the blame.
Outside, Changling slowly walked out of the camp.
Yang Xuan was outside, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Princess."
"Um!"
The two walked side by side slowly under the sunset.
"What happened today made you laugh."
"The two countries will use all possible means to fight against each other. I understand this."
"It will be bad luck if you go back to Liuxiang."
"Why does the princess care about this?" Yang Xuan pointed to the sunset, "Look, under such a magnificent sunset, shouldn't we talk about romance?"
Changling looked up slightly and said, "It's beautiful."
The two stood in the sunset, silent.
The sky was burned red by the setting sun, and the rays of rays shone in all directions, reflecting the surrounding clouds beautifully.
A few birds flew by and chirped crisply.
"They will be very happy when they are full. Many times, I am quite envious of the birds."
Changling's eyes were calm, revealing a sense of loneliness.
This is what literary young girls are like!
"Don't think about why people live. You will naturally understand these truths when you get older."
"How do you know I'm thinking about this?"
"Because I thought about it too."
"Hey! Then what do you think people live for?"
Of course there is no point in living.
However, if you cannot answer this to a young literary girl, you will get contempt and a blank stare.
"Everyone will give a different answer, but Changling."
"Um!"
"No matter how you live, as long as you can feel at ease, then this is the meaning of your life."
"Is it just peace of mind?"
"right."
"Peace of mind is hard to come by."
"Yes! People are busy with fame and wealth all day long and cannot calm down. If the heart is not calm, there will be no peace of mind."
This should be a reliable way to deal with young literary girls, right?
Yang Xuan added, "The place where you feel at ease is your hometown."
There was no movement behind him for a while, and Yang Xuan slowly turned around.
Changling looked at him with tears streaming down his face.
"Princess!"
What's going on?
Yang Xuan thought it was his words that angered her.
"The place of peace of mind is my hometown." Changling said, "I have never found the feeling of peace of mind. Just now, I found it."
…
Changling's followers were pulled a little far away.
"Get closer!" Chen Qiujian said, "Be careful that Yang Dog is not good for the princess!"
Zhan Juan sneered, "When he took the princess as a hostage, he would have had all the disadvantages along the way, so why bother now!"
Chen Qiu: "..."
He thought about that early morning.
When he saw Chang Ling emerging from Yang Xuan's tent, he felt that torturous feeling.
Now, that familiar feeling is back.
Only two figures could be vaguely seen ahead.
It seems a little close.
"Yang Xuan is a great talent, and the princess likes poetry, so she is close to him." Zhan Juan explained.
The princess likes literature, and the entire upper-class circle knows this. When preparing for Princess Shang, Mrs. Chen also asked Chen Qiuhaosheng to make up for her lessons, at least to learn how to appreciate poetry.
But Chen Qiu tried to patch it up, but it ended up on the maid's belly.
The last ray of sunset sank below the horizon.
"What a pity." Changling said regretfully.
"There will be more tomorrow." Yang Xuan comforted.
But Changling remained silent.
"Princess, come back!"
Changling did not move, "You said that the Tang Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty might be at peace, just like brothers."
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain... Yang Xuan said against his will: "It should be possible!"
"If possible, I would like to visit Datang."
“Welcome.”
"Is Chenzhou interesting?"
"It's interesting where there are people."
Changling thought about this sentence for a while.
"I heard that you offended Yang Songcheng?"
"Um!"
"Aren't you afraid of future troubles?"
"There are many things that need to be done before they are discussed."
"That is... just ask about right and wrong, not the consequences?"
"Yes." Yang Xuan said: "It is said that there is no end in Beiliao. Lin Ya and others are fighting endlessly with your father. If you are among them, you may also be implicated."
"No one dares to kill me." Changling smiled at him in the night, "My biological mother is just a concubine.
My father had several sons. As I remember, the brothers were quite harmonious among themselves.
At that time, the prince acted like an elder brother and took them to study.
At that time, I was thinking that these good things might last for many years.
But I don't know since when, discord arose between the prince and his father, and several brothers also turned against each other and attacked each other.
I thought it was just a moment at first, but as time went by, the conflict between them became more and more intense. I was at a loss and didn't know why.
Later, I realized that power was at work."
Yang Xuan couldn't help but think of the Tang Prince.
"Desire is fascinating."
"Yes! For the sake of power, they put aside the relationship between father and son, brother and family. So, I hate those men who are crazy for power! But none of those powerful children are like this."
Yang Xuan suddenly realized.
It was after witnessing this that Changling became disgusted with all kinds of ugliness in the world. Therefore, she would rather pursue some illusory things and turn herself into a female literary youth than enjoy the so-called glory and wealth.
Yang Xuan said sincerely: "They are not worthy of you!"
Such a Changling, those powerful children are indeed not worthy of her.
"Do you think so too?"
"right!"
Changling was silent for a moment, and his tone suddenly became relaxed, "My father probably wanted to make up for the mistake of treating me as a chess piece. After he returned that time, he found many powerful children for me, but I didn't see any of them."
"You're still young, don't be in a hurry."
Changling nodded, "Yes! I'm not in a hurry."
She suddenly said: "It's a little cold."
The night wind on the grassland made people's clothes flutter. Yang Xuan's energy and blood were strong, but he felt nothing.
But Changling folded his arms, looking frail.
Yang Xuangang wanted to say whether to go back.
"Zitai."
"Um?"
"The moon is out."
Yang Xuan raised his head.
Changling raised his head.
The two stood facing each other.
"The bright moon was there at that time, and it illuminated the colorful clouds as they returned." Changling murmured.
This is a poem Yang Xuan composed casually when the two of them went on a night out last time.
"Princess."
"Call me Changling!"
What happened to her? Yang Xuan was a little surprised, "Changling!"
"Zitai, tell me, how wonderful it would be if there were no more disputes in this world?"
"Yes!" But Yang Xuan knew that this was just a sweet dream.
"I'm a little cold."
Just as Yang Xuang was about to speak, Chang Ling gently leaned into his arms and stretched out his hands tremblingly.
Hugged his back.
Trembling:
"Zitai, the sunset is gone."
"There will be more tomorrow."
"But it's not you who will watch the sunset with me tomorrow."
