[Langya Bang] Qi Ye Zhenzhen

After the new year, there was news that Princess Jing was ill again from Prince Jing's mansion.

I don't even know, how many times she has been sick since she gave birth to twins.All the uncles who knew about Yan Mansion wished they could all move to Prince Jing's Mansion for permanent residence.

Day after day, it's the fifth day of the new year.

Xiao Jingyan went to the Su residence, and Mei Changsu was waiting for him.

"How is the princess?"

"Ah Zhen's golden needle sealed the acupoints, and it has been hidden from the imperial physician." If Yan Zhen hadn't repeatedly promised that it would not harm the body, otherwise Xiao Jingyan would not have agreed to it, "Where is the sir?"

"Everything is ready. Marquis Yan has also agreed. Your Highness just needs to wait." Mei Changsu was rarely in a good mood, looking at the cold weather outside, he narrowed his eyes.

The Hanzhong Temple in the west of Beijing is destined to be restless.

"Brother Xia came here on horseback?" Yan Que greeted, "Probably because the Hanzhong Temple is hard to find, there are too many branches along the way, Brother Xia, you who came on horseback arrived later than me who took a sedan chair. "

"I don't know if it's Yanhou, you go first?" Xia Jiang replied coldly, ignoring the Taoist who came forward to help him lead the horse, and handed the horse to Xia Chun, who tied the mount with his hands and strode forward come over.

"You all don't need to be here anymore, let us take care of ourselves." Yan Que just sent the temple master away with one word, but when he turned his head and saw Yan Yujin, his face sank, and he said, "I brought you here today to kneel sutras, why? Still following me? Go ahead!"

"Father," Yan Yujin said coquettishly, "Do you really want to kneel all day?"

"Kneel for two more days!" Yan Que glared at his son, and was about to get angry when Yan Yujin saw that the situation was not good, so he ran away in a flash. Seeing how alive and kicking he was, did he really go to kneel? , I'm afraid I can't tell.

"This kid," Yan Que sighed, and said to Xia Jiang, "I can't help it, I'm too spoiled for him, and I can't bear any hardship."

"I think Yujin is alright, it's quite similar to Yanhou when you were young."

"When I was young, how could he be such a dude?" Yan Que refuted with a smile, his eyes locked on Xia Jiang's sight, and said intentionally, "But children always grow up too fast. If Brother Xia's son is still there, I'm afraid there will be some hesitation." Is it that big?"

Xia Jiang's heart suddenly felt like being pricked by a needle, and there was a sharp pain, but he forced his lips to hold back, and did not show it on his face, but said coldly: "Brother Yan, you invited me here to stand Was it discussed here?"

"How dare you," Yan Que raised his hand to give way, "Guannei has prepared a clean room, please."

Xia Jiang walked silently, and accompanied Yan Que to an independent bright clean room in the backyard.

A Xiaodao boy was guarding the outside, presumably at the master's order to serve the tea.

Yan Que only ordered him to put down the tea set, and then sent him out of the hospital. He held the pot himself and poured a hot cup of tea for Xia Jiang.

"The tea here is a must, brother Xia, try it?"

Xia Jiang looked directly at him, ignored the politeness at all, just reached out to catch it without drinking, and asked directly in the first sentence: "Brother Yan said in the letter that he knows the whereabouts of a person I have been thinking about all the time, what does he mean? But the child?"

Yan Que didn't answer him right away, but took two sips of his teacup, and Fang slowly put it down, "Brother Xia, in order to be a confidante, he didn't listen to the advice of his old friends and abandoned his wife, which made her He ran away with his son and disappeared.

Now that things have been going on for many years, is it still only the son that is on my mind, and not the wife of the original spouse? "

"This is my family business." Xia Jiang's voice was icy, "Don't worry about it."

"Since you don't want me to worry about it, why do you come as soon as you see the letter?"

"I just want to ask a question, since you refused to tell the whereabouts of the child back then, why are you suddenly willing to tell me today?"

Yan Que looked at him steadily, and heaved a long sigh, "As expected, you thought that we refused to tell each other back then, but in fact... Mrs. Sister-in-law left resolutely, and never told anyone about her whereabouts."

Xia Jiang sneered suspiciously, "Really?"

"I think Mrs. Sister-in-law must have been extremely chilled at the time..." Yan Que looked out of the window with a gloomy expression, "Because of my momentary kindness, I rescued a woman who had been subjugated into slavery from Ye Ting, and took good care of her, like a sister, like a mother. Thinking that there are people in this world who repay kindness with grievances and have no heart... How can Mrs. Sister-in-law trust others after being hit like this? Not telling anyone her whereabouts is probably because she wants to completely cut off the past..."

The muscles on Xia Jiang's cheeks twitched twice, and then forced to tense again, his tone was still indifferent, "If that's the case, why did you ask me out again today?"

"Be at peace first." Yan Que glanced at him, and said in an unhurried manner, "My wife didn't tell anyone when she left. It's true, but five years ago, she still sent me some news."

"Why is it for you?"

"Maybe I'm the only old friend in Beijing." Yan Que's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he sharply crossed Xia Jiang's face, "Brother Xia's own handwriting, how can you forget?"

Xia Jiang ignored his provocation and asked, "What did she say?"

"She said that her son died before reaching maturity due to a cold illness, and she was also seriously ill for a few days. She only hoped that the old friend in Beijing would offer sacrifices to her in the Qingming Festival..."

The teacup in Xia Jiang's hand shattered at the sound, and the hot tea overflowed between his fingers, but he didn't seem to notice it, he just fixed his cold eyes on Yan Que, and gritted his teeth for a long time, "Do you think I will believe it?" ?”

Yan Que took out a pale yellow envelope from his pocket and handed it over, "Believe it or not, see for yourself. Even if you are brothers and sisters of the same school, you can still recognize her characters..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xia Jiang pulled the letter away and opened it hastily to read it. Before he saw half of it, his lips were already blue and white, and his hands seemed to be convulsed, tearing the letter paper to pieces.

Xia Chun was on the side, moving his lips, but he didn't say anything after all.

A look of sadness appeared in Yan Que's eyes, and he sighed: "This is almost her last relic, and you can really tear it apart."

Xia Jiang didn't listen to what he was saying at all, pressed his hands on the table, pressed in front of him, and said angrily, "Why didn't you inform me then?"

"This letter was written to me, and it didn't say that I should notify you." Yan Que's expression was still uneasy, "So whether to tell you or not, it is up to me to decide. What did I do at the time?" I didn't even want to tell you, but today I suddenly wanted to, that's it."

In the first moment, Xia Jiang, who had been severely hit by the sudden bad news, seemed to be irritated. His red face, trembling body, and deep handprints on the table all showed his emotional tension. violent turmoil.

But Xia Jiang was Xia Jiang after all, after the first wave of anger rolled over, he immediately began to try hard to contain all the emotions that were exposed, hiding only the deepest trace of resentment in the bottom of his eyes, and slowly sat back.

"Yanhou," the head of Xuanjing Division, who had regained his indifferent expression, adjusted his tone, making it light and trembling, "It seems that Prince Jing is planning to go to prison today, right?"

If Xia Jiang spit out such a sentence suddenly in order to surprise Yan Que by surprise, he can be said to have failed completely.

When it comes to that unmoving and calm kung fu, there are few people in the world who can match this once powerful Lord Marquis, so even the most venomous eyes in the world can't detect a trace of dissatisfaction on Yan Que's face at this moment. Appropriate expression, although he is not really indifferent to this sentence.

"Brother Xia, what are you talking about? Prison robbery?" Yan Que raised his eyebrows and asked, with an appropriate depth of surprise.

"Of course it's to save Wei Zheng, that lieutenant general of the Chiyu Battalion. The dungeon of Xuan Jing Division is not easy to break into. Prince Jing won't dare to do anything unless he lures me out." Xia Jiang looked at Yan Que with a cold face. Leng Ji asked, "When did Marquis Yan start working for Prince Jing? You have been hiding the truth all these years. Even I really thought...you've become depressed and reclusive. After all, it's Weng son-in-law."

"You are self-righteous, and the problem of using yourself to judge others has not changed." Yan Que's eyes flashed coldly, "For you, maybe there are no crimes in this world that you can't prove, but only crimes that you can't think of. Don't you think you're a little crazy for imposing the charge of hijacking a prisoner on a prince without evidence or evidence?"

"Have I wronged him? Could it be that he won't go to save Wei Zheng?" Xia Jiang raised his chin slightly and looked at Yan Que, "I'm afraid that he really shrinks his head back and ignores Deputy General Chi Yan. But I believe Prince Jing's temperament will not let me down like this."

Yan Que thought for a while, then nodded happily, "You're right, Prince Jing's temperament seems to be like this. But he's not stupid, you Xuanjingsi is such a dragon's lake and tiger's lair, even if he wants to break into it, he's probably powerless. .”

"That's why I said, Lord Hou, you came forward to lead me away," Xia Jiang said as he narrowed his eyes slightly again.

"Prince Jing won't go to prison." Yan Que said calmly, and he added some tea for himself, "Although he is stubborn, he is not unreasonable. Although you don't value friendship, he has affection in his heart, so naturally he doesn't It would be so stupid. Brother Xia is so impatient, did he arrange something in Xuanjing Division's dungeon?"

"That's right. Do you think that breaking through the dungeon means that Wei Zheng can be found? Yanhou, did Prince Jing tell you how he plans to get rid of himself after he kidnaps Wei Zheng?"

"Although Prince Jing and I are Weng-in-law, we have no relationship." Yan Que replied coldly, "And I believe that Prince Jing has done nothing illegal. Brother Xia, you think too much."

"You are still so ignorant of current affairs." Xia Jiang stood up after uttering such a comment, walked slowly to the window, pushed open the plain paper window sash, propped it up with a stick, and took a deep breath of the cold and damp air , "This Taoist temple in the mountains is cooler than the city. No matter what kind of noise, it can't come here, what a pity, a pity?"

what a pityIt's a pity that the noise can't pass through? "

"Yes," Xia Jiang said indifferently, "It's too far away, I can't see or hear, I wonder if the Xuanjing Division has already started to be lively?"

Yan Que looked at the shadow of the sun. At most, it was half past noon, and the action should not have started yet.But the journey from the Taoist temple to the city is an hour and a half, so everything is irreversible.

"It's a pity that I have a good dungeon," Xia Jiang turned around, "There is no Wei Zheng in it, but a fire mine is buried. Once the fuse next door is ignited... imagine it. As long as blood and flesh start to fly inside, I won't believe in Jing After Wang got the news, he still held his breath. There are so many people in the patrol battalion outside Xuanjing Division, more than half of them are now led by King Jing's trusted generals. Could they bear to watch? As long as King Jing Once the people get excited, they rashly increase the number of troops, and more and more people will join in, and the matter will naturally become bigger and bigger, and it will be difficult for him to get rid of it. And I will never give him any more Any chance to cleanse yourself."

Yan Que lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time, then Fang slowly raised his head: "Brother Xia, I just want to ask you a question."

"please say."

"Have you ever wondered where your apprentice Xia Dong was when the fire and thunder's fuse was ignited?"

Xia Jiang pursed his lips tightly, and there was hardly anything that could be called emotion in his eyes.

"Her recent performance has disappointed me. She is no longer a qualified mirror."

"Master! Dong'er..." Xia Chun shouted anxiously, but kept silent under Xia Jiang's stern gaze.

"In your eyes, is she just such an existence? Is it just such an existence that she learned art from you when she was a child, and has always respected and obeyed you? Always use, deceive, and use again, until she has When I realized that I couldn't use it anymore, I would destroy it..." Yan Que said every word, sad and helpless, "Xia Dong is so unfortunate that he fell into your sect, and so unfortunate that he didn't see your face clearly in time. "

"You started to speak badly," Xia Jiang was unmoved at all, "Why, a little bit impatient? It's not too late to regret it now, Yan Hou, you have already chosen a wrong position back then, do you want to do it again? Wrong once?"

"Right and wrong are only in your own mind. If you think I'm wrong, why don't I think you're wrong." Yan Que shook his head and sighed, "But I want to tell you that you don't have to believe in giri, but it's best not to despise giri, otherwise, you will eventually be defeated by love.”

Xia Jiang raised his head and laughed, and he stopped laughing for a long time. He calmed his breath and said, "Are you only getting older these years? How can you still say such naive words? In fact, you are the ones who are defeated by love. You should be There are those who win, but they give up by themselves. It was like this back then, and it is like this now..."

Yan Que turned his head to look at Riying again, drank the last cup of tea, and stood up.

"what are you doing?"

"I can go, I can't stand staying with you for a moment longer." When Yan Que answered, he didn't even look at Xia Jiang, and walked out while talking, and finally walked out of the yard without looking back.

Xia Jiang didn't expect him to end the meeting so simply, he was surprised and confused.

After following him out to see, Yan Que went straight into the sedan chair and ordered people to return, without any intention of trying to play any tricks, and he felt a little uneasy.

When Xia Jiang's master and apprentice came back to their senses, their horse had disappeared.

Xia Jiang and Xia Chun hurried back to Jinling City, Yan's father and son watched Xia Jiang's master and apprentice walking away.

"You have visited Zhen'er, how is she?" Yan Que asked about his beloved daughter.

"My sister looks good, but she's a little weak because of the golden needle."

Yan Que nodded, looked at his grown-up son, and said in a sad tone, "You know everything?"

"Yeah. Daddy." Yan Yujin never thought that his mother was actually killed by Xia Jiang, and he also clearly understood that without the emperor's order, Xia Jiang would not do this.

If it weren't for the vigilance of the mother's death, the father would not have escaped the world of mortals for so many years.

"Daddy, my heart has been suffering all these years."

Yan Yujin said something in a low voice.