Before we even reached the door of the magistrate's office, we heard his hearty voice from afar, saying very happily: "I didn't expect that our small temple could also invite a King Kong like you."
"Sir, you are joking." This was the voice of a strange man.
I wondered in my heart, where did the airborne troops come from that made our county magistrate as proud as Liu Bei got Zhuge Liang? After a few steps into the door, I saw a tall, tall and impressive young man sitting on a chair in the hall.
Judging from my many years of experience in reading people, this person has a good temperament, a dignified appearance, and his clothes are not flashy, but he can be considered glamorous. Even if he is not a rich or noble prince, he is certainly not an ordinary person from a small place.
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At first, he was chatting with the magistrate. When I handed him the teacup, he glanced at me subconsciously. But with just one glance, he felt as if he had received an electric shock, and his whole body trembled.
The hot tea in my hand almost slipped.
I saw that his hand seemed to be stained with hot tea, so I quickly took the tea cup and put it on the coffee table: "Are you okay? Is it too hot?"
"Mrs. Zhao!"
Hearing him yell these three words almost hysterically, not only was I stunned, but even the county magistrate was stunned for a moment.
"Where...where did Mrs. Zhao come from?" My first reaction was to look back at the door.
Unexpectedly, he jumped up from his chair, approached me with excitement, danced and stared at me without blinking, and said loudly: "Mrs. Zhao, I didn't expect to meet you here!"
I was startled by his sudden appearance, and couldn't help but take a big step back, spreading my arms to keep a safe distance from him: "Hey, no, what are you talking about? What's the matter?
Madam, short lady’s?”
"Don't you remember me?" He still had a look of surprise on his face, and the whole facial features almost flew out of his face. "I am Han Fang, I used to be with Mr. Song!"
I rolled my eyes and asked awkwardly: "Is it... is it? But, who is Mr. Song...?" As soon as I said the words, I understood a little bit. It was probably all about the body I had before.
It belongs to the master.
"Of course it's your husband, General Zhao Changyuan!"
Han Fang's natural words made my whole body boil. The past that I couldn't trace even after racking my brains finally surfaced. Maybe I will no longer be a person with unknown origins.
"You can drink water randomly, but you can't talk nonsense." Even though my heart was boiling like boiling water, the remaining reason was still enough to keep me at least awake: "I... don't know... him at all..." This person named Han
For me, the origin is really unknown. Whether what he said is true or false is irrelevant for the time being. With the current situation of the Zhao family, I have to be more careful when dealing with this person. Who knows whether he is an enemy or a friend to Zhao Changyuan?
"This...are you really not Gong Yueyue..." He whispered hesitantly, sweeping away all my doubts. What I got in exchange was an even more intense shock.
Shouldn't the name Gong Yueyue be known only to me in this world? How have I ever told anyone?
Hearing this, the county magistrate sighed and said with a smile: "Maybe you have recognized the wrong person. Mrs. Zhao passed away two years ago. In addition, her surname is Gong, but our little girl's surname is He, who is the villager He?"
The adopted daughter of the family..."
Before the magistrate could finish speaking, I grabbed Han Fang's arm and asked in disbelief, "What did you just call me?"
"Gong Yueyue is Mrs. Zhao's maiden name." Han Fang looked at me steadily and asked cautiously: "Have you remembered it?"
I let go of my hand and backed away towards the door in a daze: "You guys, take your time with your tea." After saying that, I turned around and stepped out of the threshold.
It was probably my reaction that made Han Fang a little depressed. No one spoke for a long time in the room, until the magistrate broke the silence and comforted him: "It's Zhao You's fault to admit the wrong person. Maybe this girl and Mrs. Zhao do have something in common.
It’s similar, you don’t need to take it to heart.”
At this time, I pressed against the wall and listened carefully to the voices inside. Not long after, Han Fang gave a decisive answer: "No, sir. It's not similar, it's exactly the same. Mrs. Zhao and I have met more than a few times.
They even worked together. How could she admit her mistake? I just didn't expect that she didn't even remember General Zhao. How could she forget General Zhao? This is simply ridiculous! What a waste of the General's deep love!"
There was another brief silence in the room. Then the county magistrate broke the silence with a helpless tone: "Have you heard about the Zhao family's affairs?"
"I've heard about it for a long time, but so what? I never believe that Zhao Changyuan is a traitor! Someone must have framed him!"
Hearing this, I no longer hesitated, I set my mind straight, strode back to the house, and said to Han Fang: "Brother Han, please come out with me."
Han Fang touched his chin and asked thoughtfully: "Were there anyone else around at that time?"
"They are all dead. They were all burned to death." He Ben said, holding his arms and seeming a little nervous. It's no wonder that tens of thousands of Liao soldiers were burned to death here. Even if you are as brave as me, even now
The sun is shining brightly, but I feel chilly in my heart.
Han Fang walked over and moved away a few large rocks, and used the sheath of his sword to stir up the pile of rubble on the ground. The place originally buried by the ruins suddenly dented, vaguely revealing a hole the size of a manhole cover. The three of us quickly leaned forward to check.
, and sure enough, I saw a staircase winding down.
The Korean side said to me: "I understand, you should have just climbed up from below, otherwise you would have been burned to death like them."
Hearing this, I said nothing and started to crawl into the hole. He Ben quickly came up and stopped me: "Hey, don't go down, what if it collapses?"
I smiled, but said firmly: "I want to go down and see if there are any clues."
Han Fang took out a fire stick from the bag, handed the sword in his hand to He Ben, and finally said to me: "I'll go down with you."
When the two of us trudged over one rubble after another under the faint light of the fire, and finally reached the bottom of the stairs, we couldn't help but marvel at the extraordinary scene in front of us.
"This should have been an underground palace once. It was so huge." My voice echoed among the stone walls, sounding lonely and dull.
"Come and see, there is a stone chamber here." Han Fang stopped walking and suddenly pointed at the doorway beside him and called me over.
I looked around and walked towards him cautiously. "There's more than one stone chamber, haven't you noticed? It's everywhere. This is an underground palace, it's clearly... it's clearly a prison."
Why was I imprisoned here? It seems that another unsolved mystery is coming one after another. But what worries me even more is that the original owner of my current body is also named Gong Yueyue!
This is probably the reason why I chose to time travel to her. I guessed this in my heart, and before I knew it, I had already arrived at Han Fang's side.
The stone room in front of me is pitifully small. It can barely accommodate two people. The cold stone bed is the only facility that can be called furniture.
Could it be that I once lived here? That would be too miserable!
Thinking of this, I walked in silently, touched the cold stone wall, and finally sat on the stone bed. "Another Yue Yue, if you are alive in heaven, please give me some memories." I closed my eyes and thought in my heart.
I pray silently, even though I am an atheist at heart.
When I opened my eyes, the fire seal in Han Fang's hand was facing my line of sight, illuminating the stone wall opposite me.
"Gong Yueyue, I love you."
"I love you my wife."
These eleven large characters are neat and elegant, deeply engraved on the stone wall, and cut into my heart like scriptures.
In addition, Han Chenglie was not spared and was dismissed from office and imprisoned. His wife Liu Xinrui, Zhao Changyuan's sixth aunt, was temporarily placed under house arrest in the inner garden of Kaifeng Mansion because she was pregnant.
Fortunately, the in-laws of the Zhao family, such as the Liu family and Yang Guodong's family, are all high-ranking generals in the court, otherwise they might not be able to escape.
Liu's natal family has been guarding the south for a long time, and their reputation shocked the entire southern land and ensured peace. Everyone knew that the Liu family could not move at all. Not only that, when things took a turn for the worst, even Zhao Xiong's wife Liu
, and cannot be killed.
As for the Yang family, in addition to having a heavy army and all the men in the family having important military responsibilities, there is another important reason why they are safe and sound, and that is what everyone in the world knows - Zhao Changyuan's wife is dead.
Even so, at this time, both the government and the public, as well as people inside and outside the customs, were in tremors like the earth was shaking.
The emperor had not seen his ministers for several days. During the day, the civil and military officials still did not dare to slack off and waited outside the palace to be summoned. At night, outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, on the long stone steps, a large group of resolute and persistent generals were always kneeling.
Among them were the father and son of the Yang family and their nephews, Cao Rui, and some veteran generals who had followed Zhao Xiong's father in the wars in the north and south, and had made great military exploits, and were now powerful in all directions.
These people all rushed from the Central Plains and knelt for several days and nights. Most of them had no plot in their hearts, and only relied on a sincere heart to protect the life-and-death relationship hanging by the sword.
them.
"Oh, I really don't want to give up until I reach the Yellow River. General Yang, you and your family have finally separated from those bad guys from the Zhao family. What's the matter, do you still want to go in and accompany them? It's so unthinkable!"
Everyone went out in response to the call, and saw two scum, one civil and one military, walking out of the dim palace lantern corridor. The one who spoke was none other than Wei Tingyue, who had been kicked off the general platform by Pan Zhuqing. Standing next to him with a proud expression on his face, he was bulging his belly.
It was the Sixth Prince whose bride was seduced by Zhao Changyuan. Of course, this was just his baseless and groundless conjecture.
Yang Guodong and Yang Jinzhong are both mature and prudent people, and they never care about verbal gains and losses with others. But Yang Jinyi's temperament cannot bear the unreasonable provocation of these two guys. He is already full of anger, and he is just venting his worries. At this moment
How could he just give up? Without saying a word, he jumped up from the ground and punched Wei Tingyue in the face. (To be continued)