Unconsciously, the white horse passed through the gap, and as the day approached, Yangzhou City was already lit up and ready to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. The inn on the street was already overcrowded, and the Confucian scholars, businessmen and tourists who came from all over the country were ready to enjoy the style of Yangzhou in the first day.

In Yangzhou Mansion, it is a normal place, Wei Jin stood on the lookout of Yingtian Pavilion, overlooking Yangzhou City, his hair was gray, and he was melancholy. Since Ying Tianyang went, people went to the empty building, white candles and tears, Wei Jin often climbed the building to look far away, as if Ying Tianyang was beside him......

"Alas, general, the snow is flying, and I am dazed for another year......" Wei Jin pulled his cotton robe tightly, and said sadly.

There was a sound of footsteps.

"The old man is gone, the manager must take care of his body." Han Chufei came lightly and took a blanket to put on Wei Jin.

"Hey, aren't you in Jiangzhou?" Wei Jin was surprised.

"Just rushed back......" Han Chufei sniffed and said.

"Is something wrong?" Wei Jin asked hurriedly.

"Hmm......" Han Chufei's eyes trembled, and he looked away, hesitant.

"Say it." Wei Jin smiled, walked into the house and sat down by the brazier, and poured a cup of hot tea for Han Chufei.

"I just wanted to ask what you mean...... Han Chufei said cautiously, took the tea and sat down.

"You shouldn't be such a character......" When Wei Jin heard this, it turned out that he had no confidence again, and he couldn't help but wonder, with his understanding of Han Chufei, he shouldn't be so indecisive,

"The stakes are high!" Han Chufei said with a straight face, he knows that if it is successful, Yangzhou will be reborn, and if it fails, it will be a catastrophe...

Wei Jin looked at Han Chufei, and thought about it, he was still young......

"At that time, the marshal rode into Yangzhou alone, at that time, the strong and powerful, the family fight, Yangzhou can be described as a chaos, the official is not official, the people are not the people, the marshal saw this, he borrowed his strength, relying on the hands of several big clans in Yangzhou to pacify the other forces, and then used these people to check and balance each other, only to initially decide Yangzhou, those big clans are also very admired by the marshal, therefore, the government and the people are concentric, Yangzhou from decline to prosperity. Now, the old handsome immortal has passed away, and this drawback has been exposed all at once. The clan is sitting big and suppressing the new lord, this is the beginning of the turmoil......" Wei Jin said carefully, and his words were serious.

"Why not, it's just that if you want to move them now, if you don't have a lot of determination, I'm afraid something will happen." Han Chufei was worried, he knew that once there was a change, the consequences would be unimaginable, not to mention Luoyang Mansion, after all, it seemed that there should still be a tacit understanding, but what about Qingzhou Mansion? This is a force that I don't know much about......

"So, a quick fix, hit the nail on the head!" Wei Jin gestured with his hand and said fiercely.

"That's where the marshal is...... After all, this is to the root......" Han Chufei confirmed again.

"Hahaha...... Youngster...... You still haven't seen Childe clearly...... For so many years, the old man has always thought that he was dumb, but he never thought that he could endure it for many years, and now he speaks again, what does it mean? Do you really think that it is enough to kill one Zhao Hao, one Sun Xiao, Li Hui, and Qian Hu? When Wei Jin said this, he smiled bitterly, relieved but a little uncomfortable.

"What do you mean......" Han Chufei was surprised for a while, he had never thought about this, he had always thought that Gongzi was a mute, but he didn't expect to speak suddenly that day, and he was also very shocked at the time, but then everything was complicated, so he didn't have time to think about it.

Wei Jin nodded slowly, and his heart was teachable.

"In the past, Lao Shuai has always been thinking about the eldest prince, and he often talks about it, but after so many years, he has not been found, and everyone feels hopeless, but Lao Shuai has always believed that he will come back, and it is also the reason why he has not established the prince of Yangzhou Mansion for so many years, so the little prince has been living in the shadow of the eldest brother he has never met, and if he is someone else, I think, it will be a little sad......" Wei Jin sighed helplessly, he persuaded the old handsome back then, no matter whether the eldest prince can be found back or not, it is better to establish the prince first, But the old handsome is too obsessed......

"Alas...... So, in the end, didn't the old marshal set up a little son? Han Chufei didn't know the situation before he died, but he knew that if he didn't give up his obsession in the end, the little boy suddenly became ...... Well......

"No, the old man actually regrets it...... At that time, there was no need to stand or not......" Wei Jin sighed heavily.

"Then at least it can give Childe some comfort." Han Chufei couldn't help but say.

"Yes, maybe, it's right not to comfort him......" Wei Jin remembered what Ying Qiong said on the night of the battle against Sun Xiao, and at that moment, he understood the last intention of the old man.

Han Chufei was confused, he couldn't understand Wei Jin's words, but he pondered to himself.

The tea is boiling hot, and outside, the snow is charming...

"When the marshal left, he didn't bring a sword." Wei Jin suddenly said leisurely, he called Han Chufei for a long time and didn't figure it out, so he nodded.

Han Chufei's brows furrowed deeply, looking at the steaming teapot in a daze.

Wei Jin looked at it, got up, wrapped himself in a blanket, walked out of the house, and went downstairs, he wanted Han Chufei to figure it out by himself.

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In the house, the rockery and fake water have long been covered in silver, and the white lanterns at the corners of the eaves are swaying in the wind.

Wei Jin lit incense in front of the mourning hall and bowed deeply.

"Old handsome, our days are over!"

Wei Jin said in a deep voice.

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…… A crackling sound pulled Han Chufei back from his sluggishness, and when he saw it, it turned out that the water in the pot was boiling dry, and he took the pot down, and the flame that had been suppressed for a long time ...... Rubbing up suddenly, arrogant.

Han Chufei was stunned for a moment.

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He set up the teapot, filled it with new charcoal, got up, and walked away quickly.

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Mourning Hall.

"Report, deputy governor, the governor is gone."

A soldier at the door reported in Forex.

"Hurry or slow?" Wei Jin didn't look back, and asked leisurely.

"Burning ......," the soldier said, scratching his head.

After hearing this, Wei Jin nodded and smiled, waved his hand, and the soldier retreated.