Cui Yixiao and Lu Hanjiang discussed it for a long time. There was no major conflict between the two about the decision to deal with Qing Xian'er. The main point of disagreement was how to deal with it.
Cui Yixiao is a believer in efficiencyism, so his idea is not to do anything fancy, just wipe the neck and throw it into the wild, and wait for two days for the wild dogs on the mountain to destroy the corpse for them.
It's a pity that Cui Yixiao didn't mean what he said.
Lu Hanjiang said that this was inappropriate. Li Yan, the protector of the Xuantian Sect, had been kind to Qing Xian'er in raising her, and she had not yet avenged her for killing her father. How could they steal her love? This was too rude.
"Tell her the news about Li Yan's death at the hands of the Xuantian Sect," Lu Hanjiang thought for a moment and said, "By the way, tell her that Li Yan entrusted her to our Jinyi Guards before he died. We thought that Protector Li died a heroic death, so if
She wants revenge, and we will definitely help her."
Cui Yixiao was stunned for a moment and asked: "Sir, is it true?"
Lu Hanjiang waved his hand and said proudly: "In addition to providing people, effort, money, and fame, we can give her whatever she wants. Lao Cui, it is only natural for people to avenge their father. We must not be stingy to save the world.
People always say that we are killing the donkey."
"...I understand, I understand." Cui Yixiao's eyes twitched. Sir, you are still as generous as ever.
"Old Cui, you didn't say that I was stingy just now, did you?" Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows and said.
"Of course there is no such thing," Cui Yixiao immediately patted his chest and assured, "Your Excellency is generous and generous, and he always builds bridges and repairs roads without neglecting others. He is an upright, generous and righteous man, and I have always admired him despite his humble position."
"Well, that's good," Lu Hanjiang patted Cui Yixiao on the shoulder: "Remember, next time you talk nonsense, don't stare blankly, as this will be easy for others to see through."
"Ah...thank you for your advice, sir." Cui Yixiao couldn't help but bowed down to receive the instruction.
Then, Cui Yixiao took advantage of the situation and asked: "Sir, what if the girl doesn't want to?"
It is a fact that people in the world value love and righteousness, but it is also a fact that the Xuantian Sect is arrogant. Qing Xian'er does not look like a stupid Qing who is ready to attack when her brain gets hot. If she chooses to hibernate temporarily, then
Wouldn't it be that all their preparations were in vain?
"Then you think of a way to persuade her - say something serious," Lu Hanjiang coughed and said, "I think that girl seems to have a lot of feelings for Li Yan. I estimate that there is a 70% chance...
...If you really can't say anything, then you can find a way to use other names to get rid of her...anyway, don't die, we are here."
Speaking of which, Lu Hanjiang was quite helpless. He took the two girls out. Although there was a lot of fun on the road, there were still some unfree parts. For example, when killing people, he had to avoid them.
Shang Luo has almost become a black man, so it doesn't matter, but Princess Yongle still has a childlike innocence that makes people helpless.
Since Qing Xian'er was sent here, Lu Hanjiang didn't find anyone to detain her. They didn't even reveal their identities to each other. It was just a case of you fooling me and I fooling you.
In this situation, Shangluo can be said to be like a fish in water. Since she entered the world, her experience has been almost the same as that of Lu Hanjiang. She has used various masks and false identities to show off her identity, so there is no need to say that she is uncomfortable.
But Yongle was different. They had already had a relationship with Qing Xian'er at the scene where the two of them had a big fight to recruit a bride. After the other party arrived here, with Shangluo as a bridge, the three of them quickly got in touch.
.
It's not that they were very good, but at least Lu Hanjiang could occasionally hear one or two words related to Qing Xian'er from Yongle's mouth.
This is very troublesome. If Qing Xian'er is killed with a knife now, if the princess's blood is splashed all over, wouldn't it be embarrassing for everyone? After all, it is the person who caught the eye. No matter how secretive Jin Yiwei is, the other party is so unclear.
With Bai Di gone, Yongle would still become suspicious no matter how naive he was.
This kind of thing does not require any evidence, just a suspicion is enough. Considering that the princess does not have a strong heart, it is more appropriate for Qing Xian'er to die outside. It is best to have a serious explanation. If she was taught by Xuantian
If they are sent together to meet his adoptive father, everyone will be happy.
Wait, when will I actually start thinking about such boring questions? Lu Hanjiang suddenly woke up from his thoughts. He blinked in surprise and looked down at the stone table where he had eaten only one piece.
pastry.
Under Cui Yixiao's surprised eyes, he broke off half of the pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it carefully, he slowly frowned.
"a bit sweet......"
Lu Hanjiang swallowed the pastry, and then said to himself: "It's true that there was too much sugar. It's a shame that I was able to eat it just now..."
Cui Yixiao didn't follow Lu Hanjiang's brain circuit. When he saw that the other party was looking at the cake in his hand without saying anything, he tentatively cupped his hands and said, "Sir, if there are no other errands, will you go down and prepare now?"
"Well, wait."
Lu Hanjiang put the remaining half of the pastry back on the plate, and then said to Cui Yixiao: "I suddenly realized that what you said, Old Cui, is quite reasonable. How about we compromise."
After Cui Yixiao was stunned for a moment, he quickly bowed and said: "Please give me your instructions."
Lu Hanjiang clapped his hands and shook off the cake crumbs on his hands: "You first persuade the girl to avenge her father. If she refuses, then simply do it with one knife and don't waste time on other things. Well, the revenge for killing my father is not
We all share the same fate, if she is so unkind and unjust, then we can be regarded as worthy of being the protector of the law."
"I understand, I understand." Cui Yixiao responded and stepped back.
Lu Hanjiang nodded, and then ordered his servants to prepare tea. He sat down at the stone table in the yard and stared at the half piece of pastry in a daze.
After a while, accompanied by the faint fragrance of gardenia, the maid in a sky blue dress brought tea. She whispered: "Please have some tea, sir."
This familiar smell made Lu Hanjiang move his eyes slightly. He remembered that this seemed to be the spice commonly used by Princess Yongle.
Lu Hanjiang looked at the familiar person in front of him, staring straight at the delicate daughter, making him unable to raise his head with shame. After a while, he suddenly said: "Are you...?"
The blush on the maid's face quickly faded, and she hurriedly said: "Master, I am personally serving the lady..."
"Oh," Lu Hanjiang hammered his palm, then said with a smile, "You are Amber, right."
Vanilla's face turned pale again, and she said aggrievedly: "This slave is Vanilla..."
Lu Hanjiang made a surprised expression, then took a sip of tea, paused, looked at the maid beside him who had not left, and asked: "Well, what else do you want?"
Vanilla took a deep breath, then plucked up the courage and said, "Master, today's cake, what do you think it tastes like?"
Lu Hanjiang glanced at the remaining half of the plate and showed his white teeth. When Vanilla seemed to be encouraged and showed expectant eyes, he said honestly: "Ah, it's too sweet, and I don't like the shape very much. Why?"
If I want to wither into a flower, I think it would be great if I make it look like a bear. By the way, you know, a bear, it’s that kind of..."
"Woo - I made the master laugh. I will go back and practice my cooking skills now!" Vanilla had a sore nose, picked up the plate, turned around and ran away.
Lu Hanjiang looked at the vanilla disappearing like the wind, shook his head and shrugged, drank all the tea in the cup, and slipped out of the yard humming a little tune.