Xiucai took the pen and paper and spread it out on the table, Xu Mingyuan thought about it, picked up the pen and began to write a letter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Mingyuan put away his pen, blew the ink on the paper, rolled one of them into the special thin bamboo tube made by the Yuntai Division, and handed it to Xiucai, and the other was sealed in a kraft paper envelope and handed to Xiucai, "The secret letter flying pigeon in the bamboo tube was sent to Liu Simiao, and the letter was sent to Zeng Kuan, the dean of Chongzhou Academy in Shuzhou City. ”

"Okay." Xiucai nodded in response, and seeing that Xu Mingyuan had no other instructions, he left quickly.

"When Madame gave birth to you, she often told me that she didn't know who you would be like when you grew up, but now it seems that you are not like both of them, but like both of them. These eyes are like a husband's, this nose is like a lady's, there are few men in the world who can compare to you. Nie Shuangniang looked at Xu Mingyuan, a little distracted.

Even with the thickness of Xu Mingyuan's face, being praised by Nie Shuangniang like this, he couldn't help but blush, looked at Nie Shuangniang and blinked: "Aunt Nie, did you like my father back then?" ”

"Yes, it's a pity that Jun gave birth to me and I was not born, my husband was already with Mrs., you said it was pathetic." Nie Shuangniang looked at Xu Mingyuan with a resentful expression and said.

Xu Mingyuan laughed dryly twice, and squeezed his eyebrows inside, "Isn't Xiucai very good?" can be literate and martial, this kind of strategy is much more powerful than the gang of people in the Yuntai Si Qinglong Room. ”

"What you can't get is always in turmoil, and what is favored is indifferent, people, it's always like this." Nie Shuangniang also glanced back, shook her head slightly, and continued: "This is a song that Mr. hummed before." ”

"Aunt Nie, then I'll go upstairs first, and I have to get up early tomorrow." Xu Mingyuan picked up the wooden box and walked upstairs, their relationship problems were too complicated, and it was better for him to mix less.

Back in his room, Xu Mingyuan closed the door, walked to the table and put the wooden box on the table, rubbed his hands, hesitated, but still opened the box and took out the two letters inside.

Two letters, different handwriting, one graceful and resolute, the other casual and leisurely.

Xu Mingyuan sat down at the table, took a deep breath, and opened the letter written by her mother first with slightly trembling fingers.

In one night, the lights went on and off several times, and a figure sat at the table, never closing his eyes all night.

The next day, Xu Mingyuan put the two letters back into the small wooden box, closed his eyes and rested for a while, and went downstairs with the wooden box.

"They didn't die, they went somewhere we couldn't go." Seeing Nie Shuangniang, Xu Mingyuan said the first thing he said.

Nie Shuangniang was slightly stunned, and then showed a happy smile, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she nodded and said, "That's good, it's okay if you can't go." ”

"Aunt Nie, you can help me keep this box for a while, and when this time is over, I will come to the inn to get it, maybe I will live in this inn with you in the future." Xu Mingyuan handed the box in his hand to Nie Shuangniang.

"If you can give up the glory and wealth of Chang'an, Aunt Nie will naturally have no problem vacating a yard for you and Miss Zeng to live in, even if you give birth to a few little dolls in the future, you don't have to worry about it." Nie Shuangniang took the wooden box and said with a smile.

Zeng Qingyi happened to come down the stairs, and when she heard Nie Shuangniang's words, her pretty face turned red, but she didn't refute it.

After breakfast, Xu Mingyuan and Zeng Qingyi got on their horses and left directly, rushing in the direction of Chang'an.

Passing near Liangzhou City, Xu Mingyuan set off a signal fireworks of the Yuntai Division, and it didn't take long for someone from the Yuntai Division's Suzaku Room to come to see him.

Xu Mingyuan asked him to contact all parts of the north to prepare horses along the way, and at the same time report the news from Chang'an in real time.

"You go back to Chang'an first, don't let the Zeng family get involved in this matter too deeply, especially your father, if you can't do it, tie him up, it's better than being beheaded." Not long after leaving Liangzhou City, Xu Mingyuan looked at Zeng Qingyi and said.

"If the war starts, will many people die?" Zeng Qingyi looked at Xu Mingyuan and asked.

"Which war didn't kill people, but this time more people may die, Emperor Yan and my father didn't do that authentically, what kind of feelings are not eradicated as soon as possible, and the people and soldiers are still suffering." Xu Mingyuan shook his head, and said slightly mockingly: "But in the eyes of those people, the people have never been a problem that needs to be considered, but they are just chess pieces." ”

"Then I'm leaving." Listening to Xu Mingyuan's words, Zeng Qingyi nodded, the red snow in his hand came out of the sheath, stepped out, stepped on the sword body, the long sword was like a rainbow, and in an instant, it flew out dozens of zhang, and then disappeared into the sky.

Xu Mingyuan took Zeng Qingyi's horse, flicked the whip, and galloped along the official road that extended towards Chang'an.

He also wanted to walk with a sword like Zeng Qingyi, and he could reach Chang'an in one day, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, although he could hover in mid-air for a while, but in terms of speed, he was not as fast as a galloping horse.

The two horses were transferred, and when they were almost exhausted, they also arrived at the next post station, and the people of the Yuntai Division had already prepared the horses for transfer.

Early the next morning, Xu Mingyuan finally received the bad news, Emperor Yan died, and an edict was made to pass on the throne to the eldest prince Yan Heisheng.

And Xu Mingyuan also got another secret report from the Yuntai Division, yesterday King Xiang planned to enter the palace, and was finally blocked out of the palace gate. An assassin entered the palace, and Hengguo Gongwenfu was killed in the chaos, and the assassination was quickly quelled.

The Queen Mother and the Second Prince have disappeared, and the Xiangwang Mansion is closed and does not accept guests, only entering and not leaving, and the spies in the palace are unable to pass on the news, and it is inferred that they may have gone out of the city.

After all, the worst-case scenario is that Emperor Yan died, and Yan Hei was promoted, and this matter was not too unexpected by Xu Mingyuan.

However, the Queen Mother disappeared one after another with the second prince and King Xiang, and it seems that they still refuse to give up on this throne.

Chang'an is not chaotic, and the general trend is still there, but now the courtiers in Chang'an who support the three factions are estimated to have made a mess. The young man, who was only ten years old, was probably standing next to Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was soft on the outside but very resolute on the inside, and was at a loss.

Chang'an is not in chaos, but the world will be in chaos.

The strongest walls, if they are dug up, will only collapse faster.

Xu Mingyuan shook his hand, turned the secret letter in his hand into powder, slapped the horsewhip on the horse's buttocks with a snap, and continued to rush towards Chang'an on the already exhausted black horse.

During this period, Xu Mingyuan used the network of Yuntai Division and Yunjige to write several letters and send them out. It is difficult for martial artists to disrupt the country, but sometimes they are still very useful, especially when the strength of those warriors is about to go beyond the scope of human beings.

Three days later, a majestic city appeared in Xu Mingyuan's sight, running for several days, only sleeping for two hours a day, although Xu Mingyuan had already entered the realm of Yipin, he still felt exhausted. (To be continued.) )