The guards brought by Cheng Yuan were all stopped outside the tent, and he didn't panic when he saw it, but smiled lightly and walked into the main tent alone.

Looking at his appearance, he is covered with a jujube-colored wide-sleeved crane and a jade pendant on his waist.

The clothes are fluttering, and there is no romance.

The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his eyebrows have the vitality of a young man, but they are not lacking in stability.

Seeing Xu Pei sitting on the head, he bowed calmly.

"Contemptible Cheng Yuan, on the order of the commander of our army, I would like to extend my greetings to Xin Zhaogong. ”

Xu Pei, the word letter Zhao.

If there is chaos today, the official positions of the various princes have lost much meaning.

Jiang Pengji is still a pastor in Maruzhou, but which state pastor has he ever seen that can capture northern Xinjiang, not only cripple people in northern Xinjiang, but also occupy other people's territory by the way?

Xu Pei granted Zhejiang County to guard, but there is more than one Zhejiang County, as well as Shanghai County and half of Zhangzhou.

The royal family is extinct, and Dongqing, as one of the five kingdoms in the world, is already considered to be destroyed in name and substance.

The country is gone, and many titles naturally have to be changed accordingly.

For example, Cheng Yuanjing called Xu Pei "Xin Zhaogong", which made him very ironing.

Of course, if you call it "Xu Gong", you can do it, but this is a taboo of the ancestors, and as a descendant, you can't offend the ancestors.

Xu Pei's expression softened a lot, and he tested Cheng Yuan with a smile.

Although Cheng Yuan is young and his talent is not as terrible as those demons, he is also a person who has endured several years of high-intensity work and can still deal with various strategists with ease.

A few words of greeting, like a few back and forth.

Xu Pei saw that the temptation failed, so he turned to play the emotional card, recalling the past of Huangshui with emotion, and caring about Jiang Pengji's recent situation.

Cheng Yuan dealt with them one by one, bypassing the small pit dug by Xu Pei.

Sometimes, the enemy's concern is not necessarily a concern, and it is very likely to be a big hole.

The lord's health is up to date, and the courtiers should keep their mouths shut, and they should not easily expose it, let alone let the hostile forces know the true situation.

Cheng Yuan coped with it perfectly, and Xu Pei didn't get any benefits here.

After a while, Xu Pei knew that he couldn't pry Cheng Yuan's mouth open, so he could only dispel thoughts that he shouldn't have.

His gaze moved to Han Yu, and the other party winked at him.

Xu Pei comprehended and asked straightforwardly, "Qing is not here just for greetings, right?"

Cheng Yuan pretended to be annoyed, raised his hand and patted his head, and blamed himself in his mouth, "Please forgive me for your sin, just now I saw you treating you so kindly, I was a little stupid for a while, and I forgot my intention, and almost delayed the big event." In addition to greetings, there is also a letter to be addressed to the letter Zhaogong. ”

Xu Pei endured the urge to twitch at the corner of his mouth, but said heartily on his face, "It's okay to do something, my husband and I hit it off at first sight and had a good conversation." If I really blame it, it is also my fault, how can I rely on Mr. Lai? I wonder who wrote this letter?"

Faintly, Xu Pei felt that this letter was the real purpose of Cheng Yuan's envoy.

After talking nonsense for a long time, it's finally time to get down to business.

Or—

The warm-up is over, and it's finally time to "see you in the poor dagger"?

Cheng Yuan looked at Xu Pei with a smile and said, "The person who wrote the letter is none other than Ling Wengong." ”

Ling Wengong?

Xu Fei?

Xu Pei is also a person with superb acting skills, and his reaction ability is breathtaking.

Hearing Xu Fei from Cheng Yuan's mouth, Xu Pei's eyes immediately turned red, as if he remembered the sad past.

When the elder brother heard that his younger brother died in his prime, he must feel uncomfortable if he has some feelings.

"Hear, hear that Lingwen is dead—"

Xu Pei's voice was hoarse and faintly choked.

Cheng Yuan sighed, "Ling Wengong, he made white silk with silk, hung it on a big tree in the farmer's yard, hung himself on a stool, and hanged himself. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Pei cried bitterly, wailing Xu Fei's name in his mouth.

Many people were infected by his sadness and silently reddened their eyes.

Xu Pei cried bitterly and said, "I am like brothers and sisters with Ling Wen, and the scene of my classmates studying in the past is still vivid. Elegant poetry gathering, hand in hand to swim together, the water flows, the wine together. It's a close relative of the same clan, although there is a discord, but it doesn't end there——"

No matter who comes, seeing Xu Pei crying so sincerely, even if Lang's heart is like iron, it will have to be transformed.

Cheng Yuan also showed sympathy on his face, but no one knew what he thought in his heart.

"Duke Xin Zhao and Duke Ling Wen have a deep brotherly relationship. Now that the Si people have passed away, please don't be too sad. ”

Xu Pei's other courtiers also followed to comfort him, and Xu Pei stopped his tears and restrained the grief on his face.

He asked Cheng Yuan, "Can Mr. bring Ling Wen's suicide note?"

Cheng Yuan took out a letter from his arms.

Han Yu took the letter and handed it to Xu Pei.

Xu Pei hurriedly opened it, but there was only one piece of bamboo paper covered with Xu Fei's private seal.

Except for the private seal, there is not a word on this paper, not even a single stain.

"What do you mean, messenger?"

Xu Pei changed his name, and his tone was a little annoyed.

Cheng Yuan was unhurried and said mournfully, "Duke Ling Wen is now out of business!"

Out of business?

Xu Pei said angrily, "How can Ling Wen be out of business? He has a lot of heirs under his knees, and his three sons and three daughters are still alive, how can he be out of business?"

Han Yu's heart was cold, Fang Cai's guess had been confirmed.

Cheng Yuan said, "The mountain urn city is broken, and the chasing soldiers are like a net of heaven and earth, endless. Ling Wengong broke through the siege several times and fought hard, and was accidentally separated from his wife and children. In order to find his wife and daughter, he had to turn around. However, God played tricks, not only did he not find his wife and daughter, but he encountered several waves of pursuers. After a fierce battle, only two guards remained. There are chasing soldiers behind, and there is no way forward, so Duke Wen has to hang himself!"

Xu Pei subconsciously wanted to stop Cheng Yuan, but he knew that if he scolded him, he would admit the notoriety of forcing his siblings to death in disguise.

Cheng Yuan continued, "Ling Wengong's wife and daughter are also ill-fated, after they were separated from Ling Wengong, they unfortunately ran into bandits. The evil bandit killed three innocent children without ***, and cut off the blood and incense of Duke Wen. The two daughters-in-law also died young. Thanks to Ling Wengong's wife protecting her life, this delayed time, and waited for the arrival of the army to keep the only trace of blood. ”

Three sons and three daughters, five died.

The sons who can inherit the bloodline are all dead, and there is only one concubine left, isn't it a dead family?

Cheng Yuan said calmly, "The daughter of Duke Wen, grief the desolation of her deceased father's knees, and dare to borrow the name of her deceased father to ask for an heir from Duke Xinzhao and continue the bloodline of the second room of the Xu family." If there is no filial son to fall into the basin, it will be difficult for Duke Wen to sleep underground. ”

Xu Pei's eyes widened in shock, and he finally understood what was going on with the "suicide note" in his hand.

This is not just a piece of paper, it also carries the lives of Xu Fei's family.

Xu Pei stared at Cheng Yuan, as if he was going to gnaw off his flesh and blood, with a heavy killing intent in his eyes.

Cheng Yuan was not sad or happy, like a hermit who stayed out of the matter, looking at all beings coldly.

"As for the heir, I still have to discuss it with the elders of the clan. I won't be reluctant, but let my heir inherit Lingwen's house, if it is not handled properly, outsiders will think that I maliciously robbed the second house property. Xu Pei said, "My niece is Ling Wen's bloodline, and I am her uncle." The death of his father has something to do with me. I can't sit idly by and let her go away—"