Yan Jue told Yuhua Fuxiang everything about the saint, except that she looked like Mo Shuruo. After discussion, everyone unanimously decided to believe Anal first. After all, she promised it herself, so it couldn't be the case.
Playing in the feast.
At noon on the second day, You Jiang came back from inquiring about the news and said that the chief priest also came here strangely.
Jiao Yinchang is indeed a Miao. To trace his life experience, we have to go back to six months ago. A rebellion broke out in northern Xinjiang, and Jiao Yinchang's family also participated in it. Although they went through several months of struggle, they were finally suppressed. The entire Jiao Yinchang clan
was destroyed. It is said that he was still being hunted after escaping from northern Xinjiang. He had no choice but to seek refuge with Liu Shi. He was originally a fugitive, but he took the position of a priest half a month ago. This alone is enough.
It makes people curious. Ordinarily, the chief priest of Northern Xinjiang would not agree, but just because Yin Sa recommended it and the saint agreed, he was inexplicably freed from this sin.
Among the three divisions, the strange rumors about the saint and the nvzhu are already unbelievable. This time, even the priests are joining in the fun. The ruling class in northern Xinjiang is undergoing a major change of blood, which is destined to be an uneven period. Jiao Yinchang's methods are ruthless, and he has just taken office half a year ago.
All the loyal ministers involved were killed. Some bosses were timid and turned to him in order to survive. People were panicked for a while, and in just half a month, the entire ancient city of Para was in chaos.
The newly appointed three ministers are colluding, and people with discerning eyes know it, but they dare not say it. The so-called officials protect each other is not false. Nvzhu relied on the recommendation of the saint to take office, and the saint was resurrected, and she relied on Jiao Yinchang to treat her. Although the saint was resurrected, it was not possible.
But it is better than trusting the other two divisions. In the eyes of the Miao people, as long as the saint still protects their people, they are willing to follow her.
However, Yanjue is a little worried. He is afraid that this saint is really Mo Shuruo. As long as he acts slightly differently from the past, one day he may not be able to stop everyone from talking. Northern Xinjiang is facing a catastrophe, and he doesn't know if he is lucky or unlucky.
, but let them bump into each other.
The time when Yu Hua was sleeping was still chaotic. She occasionally talked and slowly closed her eyes. Although Hua Ci could take care of him, he was still a child after all and could not stand alone.
Yan Jue sent Fu Xian back to the bed and lay down. He stood up and said to You Jiang: "I am not familiar with Northern Xinjiang after all, and I forgot to go to the Mo family to get some relevant records before coming here. You stay with me, senior brother, I plan to go see you first.
one person."
You Jiang said bluntly: "The city lord wants to find that Hou Jiajun?"
Yan Jue nodded, "Since he is loyal to Ana'er, and we want to help her kill Yin Chang, he will definitely be willing to help us when he finds out."
Hua Ci turned around and said, "Didn't Boss Qin say that this person is not easy to get in touch with? Although dad and junior brother, you chose to help that saint, you are just saying nothing. What if he doesn't believe you?"
It's just that I was too tight last night and didn't have time to explain the detailed method after I agreed. It would be difficult to see her again now, so I had to go find this Hou Jiajun.
You Jiang said: "What the girl said is right. City Lord, you sometimes don't know how to turn your words. If he asks why, you can't tell him the purpose of our coming to Northern Xinjiang. Why don't you let us come together? If there is any problem then,
, it’s better to act according to the situation.”
Yanjue thought for a while, then looked at Yuhua Fuxiang on the bed. He nodded and said, "That's fine."
The three of them asked Qin Yiyang about Hou Jiajun's residence, left the inn, and headed straight to the south of the city.
It is true that Hou Jiajun did not come from a famous family.
According to what Qin Yiyi said, they found a remote mountain village built by the river. There were about ten families living in it, all of them were lonely and elderly people with no one to look after them.
I casually asked an old man at the entrance of the village and went directly to the short house. Although it still looked dilapidated from a distance, the roof seemed to have just been renovated and the yard had been cleaned cleanly.
Hua Ci smiled sweetly and asked: "Grandpa, I wonder how my aunt is doing now?"
Hua Ci asked this question more than they thought. In the name of Hou Jiajun's friend, he came to visit his mother's condition. He should be concerned about his mother's condition. When he sees Hou Jiajun later, if he doesn't believe the reason for their coming here,
Talking about her mother's illness is also a way.
The old man enthusiastically said: "It's much better! Ever since Jiajun boy came back, his mother's illness has been as if she had taken a miracle medicine, and she has mostly recovered."
Hua Ci laughed with him. Thanks to her young age, her smile was innocent and cute, and she didn't think it was fake. "Where did Brother Jiajun go?"
Yanjue couldn't help but glance at her and smile. He said in his heart: He must praise her for her intelligence afterwards.
He and You Jiang both looked strange in appearance and imposing manner, so it was difficult for her to talk to them, and it was difficult for her, a child, to inquire about them.
Naturally, the old man didn't find it strange. Thinking of Hou Jiajun, he suddenly sighed, "In order to treat her mother's illness, Jiajun left Northern Xinjiang six months ago, but she never came back. Later, I heard people talking about Liu Shi
They were arresting people randomly and sending them to the army. He might have been forced to go to war. There was no news after half a year, so we all thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, two months ago, he came back again."
Hua Ci looked at Yan Jue in shock.
It was two months ago again!
The three of them were all speculating in their minds.
This timing is really weird. Is it really a coincidence?
In the blink of an eye, the old man led the three of them to the door of the courtyard and shouted inside, "Ayin, a guest is here."
A woman soon came out. She was dressed in coarse linen clothes, but she looked very energetic, and she didn't appear to be sick at all.
The woman looked at the three of them and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"
"Hello, madam." Yanjue nodded in greeting, "We are your son's friends."
"Friend?" She was stunned, but she didn't even doubt it, "Jiajun went out and hasn't come back yet, what do you want to do with him?"
You Jiang said: "It's some chores around the saint. I need to deal with him."
"That's it."
The old man was also a sensible man and said, "I have to feed the livestock, so I won't talk to you anymore."
Hua Ci smiled and waved, "Goodbye, grandpa."
It was not good to continue standing in the yard when everyone was here, so the woman stretched out her hand and said, "Sit inside first. Jiajun went out hunting and will be back in a while."
The three of them thanked each other and went into the house to sit down. Hua Ci and the woman chatted all the time. After Yan Jue drank two cups of tea, she suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves outside the house.
Seeing someone, the woman said happily: "My son is back." After that, she got up and left the house, and the three of them followed.
The man shouted from a distance, "Auntie." In a blink of an eye, he stopped at the door and turned over. When he saw the three strangers, he asked in a bad tone, "Who are you?"
The man in front of me is tall, upright, and in his prime. He moves quickly and seems to have good martial arts skills.
Hua Ci suddenly said in surprise: "Brother Jingyan!"
Yan Jue was guessing which kung fu he had learned. After all, people in northern Xinjiang didn't pay much attention to martial arts. When Hua Ci shouted, he couldn't help but cast his gaze on his face.
On that day on the battlefield at Baiyue Pass, Xiang Jingyi's face was covered in blood. Yan never saw his appearance clearly. There was no contact with him for a while and he did not recognize him.
Hou Jiajun was still cold, but there was confusion in his words: "Are you calling me?"
Hua Ci spent seven or eight days with Xiang Jingyi when they were in Qing'an. They had exactly the same facial features and body shape and it was impossible for her to admit his mistake.
"Don't you remember me? I am Hua Ci."
He shook his head, "I don't recognize you."
"How is that possible?" Hua Ci looked in disbelief. "You obviously..."
"Looking at the way you are dressed, you should be from the Central Plains. If nothing happens, leave here quickly." He looked at the three of them and was too lazy to talk to them anymore. He helped the woman walk into the house, "Mom, let's go back."
The woman turned around frequently and asked strangely: "Aren't they your friends... They said they want to explain the saint's affairs to you?"
His steps suddenly stopped, his expression darkened for a moment and then returned to his original state, "Mom, please go and rest first. Since you are a friend, I will entertain you myself."
"Don't you need my help?"
"Don't worry."
The two of them were deeply affectionate as mother and son, and supported them back to the house. After a while, Hou Jiajun came out again. Looking at the three of them, he frowned and said, "Have you seen the saint?"
Yan Jue originally didn't believe that Ana'er was Mo Shuruo, but then he learned that Hou Jiajun resembled Ji Xiang Jingyi. All the coincidences made people suspicious.
He probed: "Why did you appear in Northern Xinjiang?"
Hou Jiajun paused and replied wittily, "I should be the one who should ask this question. What do you want to do when you come to Northern Xinjiang!"
You Jiang said: "We came here today, so naturally we have something to disturb us. This matter is confidential. It's about the saint. You don't want us to talk here."
Mentioning the saint seemed to have stepped on his weak spot. Hou Jiajun frowned and didn't know what he was thinking before he agreed, "Follow me."
The four people returned to the house. For safety reasons, even the doors and windows were tightly closed.
Hou Jiajun sat across from the three of them and said expressionlessly: "Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
Yanjue tapped her fingers on the table, "Before that, I want to know, are you really Hou Jiajun?"
There was no timidity on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or not. "What do you mean by that?"
"I think you know what I mean." Hua Ci tugged at the corner of Yan Jue's clothes and nodded at him. Since she didn't admit her mistake, Hou Jiajun was lying. Yan Jue stood firm, "You don't have to do it again.
Pretend, I know you are Xiang Jingyi. But why did you become what you are now, and Saint Ana'er..."
"What on earth do you want to say!" Hou Jiajun interrupted him loudly, "I have lived here for more than 20 years, and I don't know Xiang Jingyi you are talking about at all. I just want to know why you came to see me.
The reason is, I don’t want to hear you say some unintelligible things.”
He was determined not to admit it, and there was nothing they could do.
"I came here because of a deal with Saint Anael."
"Deal..." When mentioning the Saint, Hou Jiajun's expression became more cautious, "What deal? Why didn't I know."
"Of course you don't know that we formed a temporary alliance."
"What did His Highness ask you to do?"
Yan Jue said: "What you most want to do right now."
Hou Jiajun lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head, "Priest?"
"She is indeed a personal guard." He praised, "You understand her very well."
You Jiang faked a cough and raised his hand to touch his nose.
Yan Jue glanced at him strangely.
He probably didn't realize how jealous his words were.
Hou Jiajun didn't think as much as You Jiang, "Then what did she promise you?"
"You don't need to know this."
When I didn't know it at first, I wanted to start with Hou Jiajun, but things are unpredictable, and planning to kill Jiao Yin Chang is already a headache. If Qilinjue is mentioned again, Anal will definitely not keep his promise. No matter whether Hou Jiajun is Xiang or not
Jing Yi and at least Yan Jue knew that the current Ana'er was definitely not the Mo Shuruo he knew, so it was best for no one to know the purpose of their coming to Northern Xinjiang.
"This deal is not a good deal for us. But since I have agreed, I will definitely do it. You need to tell me everything about the ordinary things."