The study room is the place where Chizhao Proton reads and works on weekdays, and when he opens the door of the study, the furnishings inside are still the same, there are a few books spread out on the desk, there are still unused residual ink in the inkstone, and the bookshelf against the wall is full of books. （）（）

Xiling Lan frowned and asked Yuan Xuan in a low voice, "Chizhao Proton likes to read on weekdays?" ”

Yuan Xuan tried to recall, and said uncertainly: "I don't seem to like reading very much, but I have a certain interest in martial arts, and it is said that my favorite is to raise flowers......"

Xiling Lan nodded, and then looked at the study, and felt that something was wrong, there were many books in the study, and the furnishings were also normal, no different from the study of an ordinary scholarly family. () I opened the two books casually, but they were both books on the art of war, strategy, historical records, etc., and I looked at the degree of the old and new, and I still read them often.

Xiling Lan put down the book in his hand and took two steps back: "Look carefully at this bookshelf to see if there is a dark room behind it." "A person who is said to like to raise flowers on weekdays, there is not a single pot of flowers and plants in the study, and the books in the study are not much better than what she saw in Chu Tianmu's study, and there are even two extremely precious ancient books.

The soldiers behind him quickly emptied the bookshelf of books, leaving only the last highest one, which seemed to be inlaid on the bookshelf and could not be taken down.

Yuan Xuan first noticed that something was wrong, and motioned for the soldiers to retreat, he reached up, touched left and right twice, and heard a "crunch", and the bookshelf slowly moved away, revealing a secret door. （）

Pushing open the secret door, a foul smell came to my nose, which seemed to be a mixture of the rotting smell of food and excrement. Xiling Lan wanted to go in to find out, but was stopped by Yuan Xuan, and with a package of hems of robes, Yuan Xuan took the lead in entering the dark room.

It didn't take long for Yuan Xuan to come out, his face was very strange, and before Xiling Lan could ask, he was attracted by a person held by the soldiers behind him: "He Guangxi? ”

The one who was held in the arms of the soldier, his complexion was frightening white because he had not seen the sun all year round, and he seemed to be poorly nourished/good, and he was emaciated with only a handful of bones, if it weren't for the fact that the face was too memorable, I couldn't believe it.

In the flash of light, Xiling Lan knew that He Guangxi, who was strong in martial arts, was fake! She suddenly remembered Lao Qinglin's conversation.

"Young Master, do you really intend to risk your life? In fact, there is no such thing as a ......."

"Just make a stand-in and let whoever goes, young master, if you believe your subordinates, your subordinates are willing to ......"

Scapegoat! It turned out that what she bumped into in the old green forest was when the young master played the proton at the beginning, yes, in this way, she figured it out before and after.

Since then, the fake proton He Guangxi has locked up the real proton and pretended to be his existence for three years! Using the identity of the fake proton, he secretly conspired in Kyoto, tangled up the henchmen, colluded with the three princes and the Yuan Shizi Mansion, planned the Kyoto robbery incident, and stole all kinds of deadly handles of so many powerful ministers' houses**, forcing them to work......

The real He Guangxi has been tortured to the point of almost delirium, and when he asks him, he only knows that three years ago, he woke up from a nap and found that he was locked in that dark room.

Every three days, food and water would be brought to him, and no matter how much he pleaded, threatened with suicide, or tried to sneak out, he failed.

The one who gave him food was a mute man who never spoke, and would only silently come once every three days to deliver food and clean up the dark room.

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(Education 123 Literature Network)