As if curious, Emperor Jianyang behind the table put down the book and raised his face.

The book is spread out, densely packed with pictures.

Not a word.

"Did the national teacher kill someone?"

He looked at Jiao Xuan fixedly.

Jiao Xuan was rarely stunned. Qi Yuanzhang was obviously killed by the Restoration Army, what does it have to do with him? It is impossible for the emperor not to receive the news, but when he received it, he came to ask him like this, what does it mean?

Jiao Xuan sighed and asked rhetorically: "Why did the emperor say this?"

Emperor Jianyang lowered his head again.

If the answer is not satisfactory to him, it is not as interesting as the book on the table.

He didn't look at Jiao Xuan again.

Jiao Xuan stopped talking.

Only Xiao Zhu, walking on his short two legs, paced back and forth in the hall. The shoes on his feet were light and soft, and he walked without making a sound.

After a long time, he spoke: "The national teacher must be very wronged in his heart, right? Obviously, Jing Ningbo, who was killed by the Restoration Army, was questioned like this......

"But this matter is definitely not aimed at the national teacher. ”

"It's just a bit of an accident. Xiao Zhu didn't look at Jiao Xuan, his eyelids drooped, as if he was dozing off, "I thought that there were not many remnants of the Restoration Army, but I didn't expect that there would be such a lifeless murderer who would dare to assassinate in broad daylight." ”

Jiao Xuan sat on the chair and listened to him speak slowly, and his face finally showed two points of old age.

Although he was not young, his spirit never looked like that of an old man, until this time, tiredness emerged from the depths of his body, and little by little he crushed his shoulders.

The old man's voice was also tired.

"It was an accident......

When Xiao Zhu heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at him, looking up and down: "That tower is good, but it is too conspicuous, if it wasn't for the tower, Jing Ningbo might not die." ”

This is talking about the harmfulness of his pagoda -

Jiao Xuan squinted his eyes and did not answer.

Xiao Zhu continued to himself: "I heard that Elder Sun Ge is also present?"

Jiao Xuan nodded and said the word "yes".

Xiao Zhu sighed and said faintly: "It's really distressing." ”

After that, he suddenly stared at Jiao Xuan and asked, "National Teacher! Jing Ningbo once said that you suspected that he had an affair with the Restoration Army, but now you are still suspicious?"

Jiao Xuan was silent for a moment.

"People are dead, and now they are suspicious or not, what difference does it make?"

This seemed to be asking Xiao Zhu, and it seemed to be asking himself.

Xiao Zhu touched his chin: "Speaking of which, the living are not to be afraid, and the dead are suspicious." ”

Jiao Xuan bent down on the chair, leaned his face closer to Xiao Zhu and said, "Jing Ningbo came to look for the emperor before, I don't know what he said?"

Hearing the words "Emperor", Emperor Jianyang, who was reading a book behind the long table, suddenly sneezed heavily.

Xiao Zhu, who was originally standing in front of Jiao Xuan, hurriedly rushed over, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Emperor Jianyang: "Where is the discomfort?"

Emperor Jianyang shook his head vigorously.

Xiao Zhu looked at him worriedly, as if he was looking at a fragile piece of porcelain.

He turned around and greeted Jiao Xuan: "The national teacher come and take a look, isn't the emperor sick?"

Jiao Xuan straightened up from his chair and approached Emperor Jianyang.

Look and hear, and don't fall.

Emperor Jianyang's body has always been taken care of by him. Those imperial doctors in the Shang Pharmacy Bureau have never been close to Emperor Jianyang's body.

Jiao Xuan lowered his hand calmly and said, "It's okay, the emperor's body is still very strong." ”

Xiao Zhu breathed a long sigh of relief.

He lay beside Emperor Jianyang and said softly: "If there is no national teacher, what can we do......

Jiao Xuan took a step back, retreated to the table, smiled and said, "The ministers will always be with the emperor." ”

Xiao Zhu put his face on Emperor Jianyang's thick arm and said softly: "What does the national teacher think Jing Ningbo said?"

The smile on Jiao Xuan's face stiffened slightly: "The minister can't guess." ”

Xiao Zhu said: "Actually, it's nothing, Jing Ningbo is crying, just saying that you are suspicious of him and he is wronged." ”

Jiao Xuan said: "Really?"

Xiao Zhu's eyes changed: "The national teacher doesn't believe it?"

Jiao Xuan lowered his eyes and smiled: "How can you not believe it, what else can someone like Jing Ningbo say." ”

He was laughing.

Xiao Zhu was also laughing.

But the atmosphere is no longer the same.

Jiao Xuan knew that the thorn that Qi Yuanzhang planted in his heart had begun to make the surrounding flesh and blood inflamed, fester, and ach.

The human mind is such an easily manipulated thing.

Even he couldn't escape.

And pain is so subtle and complex, so subtle that it is often difficult to speak, so complex that no one can truly empathize.

Jiao Xuan's pain can only be tasted by himself.

……

For the first time in her life, Taiwei realized that her mother might be calmer than her.

She and her mother suffer because of the same person, but the pain is not the same. Close as they are, they are connected by blood, and it is impossible to fully understand the pain in each other's hearts.

A woman who once thought she was crazy now looks more normal than anyone else.

Taiwei stood there, looking at her mother from afar, and suddenly remembered the "nightmare" she told herself, the story of how she fled with the whole family after her husband's death-

At that time, my mother's situation was far more difficult than now, right?

But she held on.

If it weren't for her daughter's tragic death in front of her, she wouldn't have collapsed.

For her now, Qi Yuanzhang's death is the third time.

Anything, after three times, it should be numb.

Taiwei came back to her senses and felt a little cold on her body.

She was still disheveled and barefoot.

Embarrassed, like a madman.

Qi Mo always called her a little madman, but now she really looks like a madman.

Taiwei looked at her mother.

The mother's eyes were red, and after crying, she began to deal with the aftermath in an orderly manner, and she had not yet looked at her. Mother was disappointed in her, wasn't she?

She clearly promised her mother that she would change her father's fate.

But she didn't do anything.

A cold wind blows.

Taiwei stepped back into the corner.

A large piece of rain covered her with residual heat. She turned her head and saw Xue Huaijian's face. He hasn't left yet.

"Let's go back. ”

Taiwei looked into his eyes and said lightly.

Xue Huaijian didn't move.

Taiwei leaned against the wall, she was cold, she was hungry, she was so tired that she could barely stand.

People were coming and going not far away, but no one paid much attention to them. At this time, nothing strange seems to be strange.

Taiwei coughed twice in the wind.

The throat is itchy, dry and astringent.

She struggled to ask, "The 'twelfth floor' where he went alone?"

In other words, what about the national teacher?

Xue Huaijian sat on the railing, he was also tired.

Two unkempt, tired-looking men looked at each other as if they were looking at strangers.

Xue Huaijian shook his head: "Elder Sun Ge is also present. ”

Taiwei was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Sun Jiehai?" suddenly his expression changed, and he asked sharply, "Is Sun Jiehai dead?"

Xue Huaijian frowned and said in a low voice, "It's dead." ”

Taiwei grinned when she heard this, as if she was smiling, but she didn't look good at all.

The corners of his mouth quickly fell back into place.

She took off the big hat and handed it to Xue Huaijian, still saying the same sentence in her mouth: "Go back." ”

The Qi family's affairs.

He didn't have a reason to stay here.

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