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Chapter 222 Night Talk

Mingwei looked at Ning Xiu in front of her.

Judging from the music, exercises, and sect rules, there must be some kind of relationship between the two families.

But this does not guarantee that Ning Xiu is a trustworthy person.

Her mind was spinning, and she had an idea. She stared at Ning Xiu and slowly said the words: "I am the fortune teller."

Ning Xiu's brows moved slightly, as if he was a little confused: "Master of destiny?"

Mingwei asked: "Sir, haven't you heard of it?"

Ning Xiu shook his head.

Mingwei was indescribably disappointed.

She also thought that if Ning Xiu was related to her master, or even his master, then she would have found a relative by saying these two words.

But no.

"Girl, where are you from?" Ning Xiu asked again.

Mingwei put away his disappointment and replied: "Master Tian Shuzi..."

"What else?"

Mingwei spread his hands with a bit of self-mockery: "Other than that, there seems to be nothing much to say. Like the noble sect, the master is just a wanderer. If Mr. Ning hasn't heard of it, then I haven't heard of it either.

I know how to explain it."

Ning Xiu stared at her, as if thinking about the credibility of her words.

After a while, he looked at Yang Shu: "How long have you known each other?"

Yang Shu rolled his eyes: "You know her life experience, but you still don't know how we met?"

Seeing that he was fuming like a cat with fried fur, Ning Xiu could only turn back and continue to ask Mingwei: "Is your martial art passed down by your master?"

Mingwei answered calmly: "Yes."

"Can I ask how you practice your sonic skills? Some of the techniques you use are even something I have just scratched the surface of."

Mingwei answered without blushing: "Master said that my talent is far beyond ordinary people, and I understand very quickly."

"..."

Mingwei added: "You see that I don't have enough internal strength, so you should know that I don't have much time to practice martial arts."

Ning Xiu thought about it, but couldn't find a flaw. Fortunately, he didn't know that Miss Mingqi was an idiot, otherwise he wouldn't have let her go so lightly.

After listening to them talking for a long time, Yang Shu became impatient and knocked on the table: "Is that enough? You have finished asking, can you leave?"

Ning Xiu said calmly: "I came to see you today. I originally wanted to tell you that I found clues about your father, but it seems that you are not in a good mood..."

"What did you find out?" Yang Shu stood up suddenly, "Say it quickly!"

Ning Xiu asked: "Don't you tell me to get out?"

"..." Yang Shu said tentatively, "I'm sorry?"

Mingwei finally saw the word "satisfied" on Ning Xiu's expressionless face, and then glanced at her.

"She knows."

Ning Xiu's satisfaction was immediately replaced by a no, his eyebrows folded, and finally he chose to say directly: "You said that your father went out of the city to invite your grandmother back, right?"

Yang Shu nodded.

"That's the problem. I checked the manor and found that your grandmother was ill at the time, and your grandfather was with her. They didn't return to the capital until three days after the coup."

Yang Shu was stunned for a moment: "So?"

"I remember that your grandmother sent someone to protect Prince Sihuai, right?"

Yang Shu nodded, this statement is the official version.

"Since your grandmother and grandfather are both in the manor, who is the most legitimate person to command the army for her?"

After hearing what he meant, Yang Shu's complexion turned gray.

Ning Xiu continued: "Your grandparents gave birth to two sons together. The eldest son is your uncle. Because he was born weak, he hardly practiced martial arts. Therefore, their hopes were placed on your father, who taught you strictly from an early age. Do you think that kind of

Under these circumstances, what is the possibility that your father would fall off his horse and be seriously injured when he returned to the city?"

Yang Shu's lips trembled as he looked at him and said with difficulty: "You mean, my father went, went..."

"Going to save Prince Sihuai." Ning Xiu finished the words for him, "At that time, Prince Sihuai was demoted to a commoner, and his family moved to Yizhou. Unexpectedly, they encountered bandits on the road and everyone was in trouble. Afterwards, King Qin got

Crime, the so-called banditry, is actually a disguise."

Compared to falling off a horse and dying, this cause of death is obviously more reasonable and more honorable.

It’s just that Yang Shu really can’t understand——

"Prince Sihuai has been rehabilitated. If Mr. Yang dies because of this, there is nothing that can't be said, right? Why does the eldest princess never mention the real cause of his death?"

Mingwei's words made Ning Xiu raise an eyebrow.

"This is indeed a bit strange."

After saying this, Ning Xiu looked at Yang Shu again: "Is it really just the cause of your father's death that you asked me to check? If you don't explain your intention clearly, I won't be able to grasp the key points, and I may not be able to find what you want.

"

Looking at Ning Xiu in front of him, Yang Shu realized that he had made a mistake.

He had deliberately thrown such a thing in order to kill Ning Xiu. But in the end, it gave him a chance to pry into his true thoughts.

What he wants to investigate, of course, is not only the cause of his father's death, but also the mystery of his life experience that is implicated in his father's death. Does this matter have anything to do with the original King of Zhao? Did his mother really have an affair with him? He

Whose child is it?

But asking him to tell Ning Xiu everything honestly made him feel unhappy...

Why should this inexplicable senior brother interfere with his affairs?

He said it as if he was admitting defeat...

Mingwei looked at him, then at Ning Xiu, and suddenly smiled: "Let me tell you."

"Hey!" Yang Shu was a little panicked.

Mingwei ignored it, looked at Ning Xiu and said: "What he wants to investigate is not only the death of Second Master Yang, but also whether there are any old grudges in his family. The eldest princess and Marquis Boling went too suddenly.

He can't accept it."

Ning Xiu had no doubt: "So that's it. This is indeed a bit strange. Master and the eldest princess have been exchanging letters, and they made an appointment to send you here before she passes away..."

"Wait a minute!" Yang Shu heard something and shouted, "What do you mean send me there? What's going on?"

Ning Xiu shut up.

"Hey! Talk!"

Ning Xiu sighed: "Why do you think I came to the capital to look for you? Speaking of which, Master and you have only been together for a few months, and it has been more than ten years. In fact, the eldest princess has been begging Master that after she passes away,

Only by protecting you can I retain my status as master and disciple."

"..."

"The eldest princess passed away suddenly, leaving no words. Master told me at that time that he would come to the capital to see how you were doing. But at that time, Master himself was not in good health and could not make the trip..." He

Looking at Yang Shu, his expressionless handsome face showed a rare softness, "I must have made you suffer."

Yang Shu turned his head and hid himself in the shadows. It took him a long time to say: "What's the use of saying it now?"

Ning Xiu smiled faintly: "Master has gone now. He was thinking about you before he died, so I am here. Since you are suspicious of the cause of the death of the eldest princess, I will help you investigate. If anything happens in the future, just tell me directly.

, my senior fellow apprentices, there is nothing bad to say."

Ning Xiu was not a very affectionate person, but at this moment, he was following him everywhere. Yang Shu couldn't help but feel a little moved...

"Wait a minute!" He suddenly realized something, "You haven't told me yet, what does grandma mean by sending me there?"

I was almost knocked down by his tenderness and avoided the topic!


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