Chapter 129 There is Uncle Huan here, who can be named Zuihou?
The rising sun is red between the clouds.
When Yu Qiansi turned into the alley leading to the door of her house, she saw Boyi in black clothes at the end of the alley standing in front of the door, his shoulders slightly moist, as if covered with dew.
He didn't see himself, he just lowered his eyebrows slightly and stared at the unknown place on the bluestone.
She paused slightly and subconsciously wanted to turn around. For a moment, his black eyes locked on hers, making her feel weak for no reason.
The two of them faced each other calmly across the alley for a long time. Yu Qiansi's shoulders slumped, and she bit her lower lip and walked towards him as if resigned to her fate.
"Master Jade, it's so early."
There was a hint of coolness in these words, and she stumbled, feeling even more guilty.
Yesterday, he was focused on relieving her worries, and left in a hurry after receiving her order. It was only halfway through that he came to his senses and realized something was wrong. After finishing everything, he hurried back, and sure enough, there was no one in the sentencing office, and there was no one at home.
Just now I saw what she hurriedly hid behind her back but couldn't cover it up completely. She really went into danger alone...
"Bo Yi, didn't you rest last night?" She smiled with a stiff face, but it made him even more angry.
"Master Yu, my subordinates are here to report. Through the assistance of the Ministry of Household Affairs, Lin Xiaosheng's true identity was found last night, and the relevant people have been detained in Dali Temple. I will resign first."
Not only did he call himself "Master Jade", but he also called himself "subordinate". This is really annoying.
Seeing that Boyi was about to leave, she subconsciously stopped him, but when Boyi really stopped, she didn't know what to say.
Boyi looked up and saw that she seemed to be confused, as if she didn't understand why she was blocking his way. He sighed and smiled bitterly: "Actually, you don't have to explain anything. I just don't understand why you always do it for others.
Going through life and death without caring about your own safety? Yu Qiansi, when will you figure it out... You don't owe anyone."
Having said that, he didn't wait for Yu Qiansi to regain her senses, and passed her by, dragging her feet slowly away. The moment they crossed paths, the crisp and familiar fragrance around her mixed with the faint scent of agarwood actually became a little more...
Bitter.
Yu Qiansi remained frozen in place until he walked away. But she couldn't figure out where the unreasonable emptiness in her heart came from.
Ever since she became a member of the Yu family, she has always been like this. But now someone told her that she didn't have to live like this. She subconsciously wanted to refute him, but she couldn't seem to find any reason.
However, if she hadn't come back to life like this, she wouldn't be who she is today.
It wasn't until the bustle outside the alley seemed to become more noisy through the mist that she suddenly came back to her senses and realized that the sun was getting higher. She had been standing in the sun, and a fine layer of sweat had formed on her back.
The late summer sun was still so harsh that it made her feel dizzy.
But now is not the time to think wildly, today is the last day. Now it is time to close the net, but there is still one thing that is not clear yet.
She returned home and packed up the things that Boyi had left behind when he went to Yunzhong City the last time that Boyi had hurriedly hid behind her. After washing herself, she returned to the Criminal Division.
After listening to what Yaoguang said, everything was basically as she thought.
Lin Xiaosheng, whose surname is He, was one of the gentry who became increasingly lonely due to the influence of the Cheng family ten years ago. Zeng Meng Zuyin entered the official position, but because of his low position and good looks, he was ostracized by no one in the court who could trust him. He later resigned and ran away.
Determined to create a new world without relying on his family, he changed his name and joined Xiang Jiajun.
Yaoguang was puzzled: "My lord, I treat General Xiang well. If so, why does he still collude with Northern Qi?"
"If you consciously have ambitions, join an already prestigious general, and achieve a little success under his halo, will you want more?"
Yao Guang was also a military commander in the military camp and immediately understood what she said.
For He Xiaosheng, who consciously strategizes, he is definitely not satisfied with this. But for one day, he will never be able to go further.
Yu Qiansi was very pleased to see that he understood everything: "Yes, if General Xiang is gone, he will select new generals on his own, lead Xiang's army to defeat the enemy, resist the enemy, and at the same time use the continuous war in the north to improve the generals."
His position in the court is naturally... greater than that of a dispensable military advisor."
Therefore, what was stolen could only be the map of Longyou Road that had nothing to do with the northeastern region where Xiang Jiajun was stationed. In this way, the war could be directed elsewhere, and the war in other places could be used to contain the imperial court, and he could use a steady stream of
The military pays and weapons provide self-reliance.
Yaoguang couldn't help but frown, not daring to think about his next plan in detail.
"Lord Si Yin, what should we do next?"
"The top priority is to find out the whereabouts of the map."
She thought for a while and continued: "If this kind of thing is to be taken out of the capital, it will just be cut into small pieces and hidden in the clothes. I will write a note and report it to Your Majesty, and set up checkpoints everywhere to check thoroughly." This method
Although it cannot necessarily prevent the map from being lost, it can definitely hinder them from sending the map to the Northern Qi.
As long as it is delayed for a period of time, the garrison at Longyou Road can be informed and have enough time for them to make subsequent responses accordingly.
After instructing Yaoguang to hand the zhezi into the palace, she went to the backyard alone to see Ma Jian.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Ma Jian had already regained his composure. He was holding the Yuli Pavilion sign that Yu Qiansi handed him tightly in his hand. He didn't know how long he held it, but he felt that he had not moved.
Yu Qiansi sat on the ground like last time and got straight to the point: "Your Majesty has decreed that tomorrow the court will make a statement on the case of Zhaixing Tower and the Ministry of War. If you tell the truth, I will ask the Holy One to give you more time.
, we can also investigate the case in the palace openly and thoroughly."
"No need..." Ma Jian lowered his head and his voice was as hoarse as dead wood: "I believe you...even if I die, you will definitely be able to find the murderer and avenge her.
Is it right?"
Yu Qiansi was shocked: "What are you doing?"
"Everyone says that the owner of the Jade Hall is unparalleled in intelligence. I didn't expect you to even think of this." Ma Jian smiled miserably: "She has lived a miserable life... I don't want her to be trapped until she dies.
In that cage... I am willing to bear all the blame for the crime. I only ask Lord Jade to choose a good place with a wide view for me and bury her there."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He fixedly looked at Yu Qiansi, like a faint will-o'-the-wisp in front of the tomb at midnight.
Yu Qiansi closed her eyes and did not answer. After a long time, she slowly spoke, but she bypassed this matter and talked about the previous topic: "The Yuli Pavilion only helps the sufferer to investigate the truth and will not interfere in the prison sentence."
The two green fires in Ma Jian's eyes flickered and were about to go out. But even so, he remained determined.
"What I want is not the death of the murderer. I want him to suffer so much that life would be worse than death."
For the sake of her freedom after death, would he rather not have the chance to hear the truth with his own ears?
She slowly exhaled a breath, wanting to spit out all the anger and sadness she had felt over the past few days. But those sadness and melancholy were firmly settled in her heart, like a pool of stagnant water that exuded a foul stench, but showed no signs of escaping.
She suddenly felt thirsty in her throat. It might be better if she had a jar of strong wine at this moment.
"Okay, I promise you."
Only then did Ma Jian reveal a slight smile, with a hint of the bright smile of the past. It was as dazzling as looking directly at the scorching sun on a spring afternoon, causing tears to well up in her eyes.
She stood up holding her palms together, nodded solemnly and left slowly.
But there was no relief from the depression in my heart, and my steps gradually became hurried. When I returned to Fajintang, I couldn't wait to find someone to buy a jar of wine, and drank a few sips with my neck raised.
She had long known that the world was miserable, but recently she felt particularly powerless. The emotions that were pouring out like wildfire made her almost collapse.
After drinking a lot of wine in a row, I forced the warmth in my eyes back.
The more she drank, the more sober she became. She stood in front of the bamboo wall holding the wine jar, piecing together all the complicated clues in her mind.
She took another sip of strong drink, let out a breath, squinted her eyes to look at the sunlight on the porch, and saw Boyi standing there for who knows how long.
He was also holding a jar of wine in his arms, and the old gray marks on the jar were stained on his black clothes. He clearly looked embarrassed, but his figure was still upright.
"Why are you here?" She tilted her head, confused. She thought he was angry this morning.
"Come to drink with you." Boyi opened the mud seal and sat down, as if all the unpleasantness in the morning had not happened.
He secretly looked at Yu Qiansi, only to see that her features were clear and her pale eyes were like the morning light in the mist of the sun, which was intoxicating. He pursed his lips tightly, and the remaining embarrassment in his heart had long since dissipated.
Thinking back carefully, his mood in the morning was more like emptiness than anger. He knew her temper well, but he made it difficult for her because he was worried for no reason. It was really his fault. What's more, she
He went to Yunzhong City alone because he was worried about his safety. After thinking about this, he immediately went to the old winery, poured the new wine he brewed into the old jar that had been soaked with old spirits for many years, and rushed there to find it.
she.
Yu Qiansi smelled the aroma of the wine, looked at the small jar of wine in her arms, and instantly felt it was boring, threw away the wine in her arms, and sat next to him.
"Actually, I've always been curious." Boyi planned to find a tea cup to pour wine, but Yu Qiansi was already holding the wine jar and started drinking.
"What are you curious about?" After a few sips of good wine, she sighed with satisfaction, bringing back the scent of lotus flowers in the evening breeze of the summer lotus pond.
"I thought that the Xinglin family would avoid seeing anything in the cup as a scourge."
The pear dimples at the corner of Yu Qiansi's mouth were looming, and her expression was slightly bitter: "My family's... family rules do not allow drinking, so my dad has always been sober, and has been sober all his life...
....”
But all he got in the end was betrayal.
"...But then, I met a man. He was drunk every day holding a broken bowl, lying on the street, sloppy, and smelling sour. But there was something on his face that I had never seen before.
He looked happy. He said this was the best thing in the world. I didn’t understand the power of the thing in this broken bowl, so... I took a bite while he was drunk and fell asleep."
Boyi found it interesting and asked with a smile: "Then...you can't help yourself?"
Yu Qiansi pushed the wine jar back, and Boyi followed her example, holding the wine jar with both hands and looking up and taking a few sips, feeling much better.
"No," she said with dissatisfaction, her face collapsed very vividly: "It's so spicy that my face burst into tears, and it choked me so much that I almost coughed out my heart, liver, spleen, and lungs."
