Chapter Eighty-Nine—Be Honest

Listening to the voice before, I felt that the person who came should not be very old, but when I saw me, it still made Yang Fengqing look sideways slightly.

The person who came was the same age as him, and his figure was almost the same.

Exuding unruliness, standing in the lobby, as if desperate with everyone.

He looked at Yang Fengqing's eyes with more surprise.

Huaji took a step.

"Whoever is coming, don't hurry up and report your name!"

"Lin Dong, the defender of Shangqi City, is the commander of the Guangwu Army?"

"Just tell us why you're here, and don't waste time. ”

Lin Dong was slightly stunned, he thought he was straight enough, but he couldn't imagine that someone was more straightforward than him.

"We in the forest have no intention of being an enemy of the general, it's just-"

Yang Fengqing raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Oh? The middle-aged man who shouted at the end 'I am Lin Zhibi, the general of Zhonglin', is not your general of Zhonglin? It seems that he is really sorry to die, he dares to pretend to be the general of Zhonglin, and ruin our relationship!"

"He is indeed a person from our Zhonglin, but it is his good idea to lead troops to help Beilin. The head of the house was also very angry when he found out about this, and he had killed his group, and here was their head. ”

He opened the large wooden box he had taken from the carriage, and dozens of human heads were stacked inside.

There are men, women, and children, and the faces of every head are filled with endless resentment and despair.

There is also a note on the forehead, and if you look closely, you can see 'Lin Zhibi's mother Hua', 'Lin Zhibi's wife Liu' and so on.

Seeing that Yang Fengqing was just pondering but did not respond, Lin Dong continued to speak.

"If the general doesn't believe me, you can send an envoy to the capital with me to investigate. ”

"No, I trust you. Let's be honest, you've done so much, what do you want to get?"

"The head of the family doesn't expect anything, only hopes that this matter will not affect our relationship, after all, everything is a misunderstanding. ”

"Since it was a misunderstanding, and you also explained it, naturally it will not have any effect. ”

"Thank you for the general's magnanimity, this is the case, and the last general should go back. ”

"General Long, send General Lin out of the city. ”

"Yes!"

Liu Changan and the others looked at the heads, and then looked at Yang Fengqing. Ma Yi saw that no one spoke, so he started the conversation.

"Is what Lin Dong said credible?"

"These people are really Lin Zhibi's clansmen?"

"Could it be that Zhonglin really doesn't intend to be our enemy?"

Yang Fengqing smiled.

"It's just a delaying tactic! A dead general is more important than territory. But since they gave us such a nice gift, it would be a bit of a stretch not to accept it. ”

"Huaji, Tuoba Yuan!"

"The last general!"

"These heads and what Lin Dong said before are your best weapons, take them with you and do things!"

"Yes!"

"Liu Chang'an!"

"The last general!"

"You are stationed here, and in case of emergency, you can cut it first!"

"Yes!"

......

Ying Xuemei woke up slowly, her body was no longer cold river, and her ears were no longer the sound of roaring water.

After she returned to consciousness, what she had seen and heard before she fell unconscious was more bone-chilling than the cold river water.

Her heart was like frostbite and hurt her spinal cord, but no tears flowed again.

"It's all my fault for being too willful, Uncle Wang, they will-"

"I should be dead, right? That's fine, but I didn't avenge Brother Fengqing. ”

"Brother Fengqing-Brother Fengqing, where are you?"

Propping himself up, he made a movement, and there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

A maid opened the door and saw that she had woken up, looked overjoyed, and ran in to help her.

"Miss, don't move, lie down first, and the slave will go and tell the lord." ”

"I... Am I not dead yet?"

The halfway maid turned around and kept nodding.

"Miss is a nobleman, with God's help, how could it-"

Knock Knock Knock –

Xiao Lu appeared at the door with Bao Xing's support.

"Miss, you're finally awake!"

broke free from Bao Xing's support, stumbled to Ying Xuemei's bedside and fell down, covering his face and crying bitterly.

Ying Xuemei raised her weak hands in a daze and looked around again.

"I survived, Brother Feng, and Uncle Wang—"

"Xuemei!"

Even if the excitement and joy were suppressed, the cry was still much higher than usual, and it went straight to Ying Xuemei's heart.

After experiencing life and death, seeing her father again, with her tearful face, her old cheeks and white sideburns, she knew that he was so important to her.

The resentment against my father over the years is like a hole in a pottery vessel filled with water, which quickly passes away.

"Father—"

"Hahaha - it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up......"

......

But the joy of reunion after a long absence in the world must always be defeated by reality.

Ying Zuodong walked to the window and found that the autumn wind that he had not felt for several days had become more and more unscrupulous. Scrambled into the room through the open cracks, striking him in the chest.

I don't know if it's the effect of the drop in body temperature or why, but the feeling of heart congestion gradually becomes stronger.

Close the window tightly and open quietly.

"Xuemei, I will tell you something for my father, I hope you don't resent your father. ”

Ying Xuemei only heard a sigh in her heart, and a bad feeling swept through her heart.

"Father said it. ”

"I have promised Caiwen to marry you to him. ”

Ying Xuemei hadn't reacted yet, but Xiao Lu, who was lying on the side of the bed, opened her mouth first.

"No, sir, by all means! This is ......."

"Midori, don't worry about me, you go out first. ”

"Miss, but—but—"

In the end, Xiao Lu obediently went out with Bao Xing, just because of Ying Xuemei's expression.

Ying Zuodong thought that his daughter would cry and make a fuss, but at this time he nodded expressionlessly.

"The daughter is a little tired, and the father is busy with everything, so let's go back first. ”

"I still have something to say to you. ”

Ying Sakudong locked the door, and Ying Xuemei retracted the bed that would give her warmth.

"Everything that my father has done over the years is to find out why Old Man Yang was quietly given to die. ”

"Do you still need to investigate this? Although everyone is secretive about this matter, the high-ranking officials and local ministers in the capital, who doesn't know that it was Empress Lu who framed Grandpa Yang!"

"Xuemei, you are still too young! If this matter had been put two years ago, would you have understood? And I'm talking about finding out the reason why Old Man Yang was framed!"

Ying Xuemei choked.

"What do you mean, father?"

Seeing the mockery on her father's face, an unbelievable thought appeared in her mind.

"You've already thought of it, right? That's right! The reason why you know is because of your father!"

Although there was a guess, when I got a definite response, I was inevitably shocked and exclaimed uncontrollably.

"Huh, father, you-"

Ying Zuodong covered Ying Xuemei's mouth.

"Be quiet, are you trying to kill us?"

Ying Xuemei pulled away Ying Zuodong's hand.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

When Ying Zuodong saw this, his heart was sad.

Even his own daughter didn't believe that he did it, everything he did in the past in order to gain the trust of the Lu family can be seen how disgraceful the world is.