Chapter Eighty-Nine: Shi Qiao is Dead
Soon after Mao Xiaotao went, Chen An came. Knocked on the door at the door, got Qu Xiaobai's permission, and only entered the door, he stood outside the screen and asked, "Madam, are you looking for a little one?" β
"It's nothing, I just want to ask what happened to Zhu Changbai last night, I heard that his brother is also here, right?" Before Qu Xiaobai asked, he suddenly changed the question.
She suddenly woke up, and if she asked Yang Ling's whereabouts bluntly, she was afraid that it would arouse Chen An's suspicion.
Chen An said: "Zhu Changsong didn't have any strength, I heard that the county commander was dealt with according to the law, and there was no favoritism." β
Yang Ling didn't let him say that he had given a death order, and he didn't dare to disobey it.
"Oh. What does the law say? I'm a country woman, so I don't know much about this. β
"I don't know much about the little one, but I saw that after the trial in the middle of the night, the official dragged Zhu Changbai, who was almost half dead, away, and I heard that it was ...... During the trial, Lang Jun also turned out the evil things he had done before, and the county ordered the master to go back for a retrial. β
Whether Chen An really didn't know, or was he deliberately playing Tai Chi, Qu Xiaobai couldn't tell for a while, so he said in a very casual tone: "Did you Lang Jun go to the county for this matter?" β
She also thought in her heart, Yang Ling rode out on horseback, either to the village or to the county, and after thinking about the current matter, it was the most likely that he would go to the county to do this.
"Lang Jun only said that he would go to the county and not have to wait for him to come back, but he didn't say anything specific."
"Well, then you can go down."
Qu Xiaobai retreated from Chen An, guessing in his heart that Yang Ling was going to do this, but he calmed down, and it was not too early to see that it was getting dark outside, Lin Pei and the little maids had already finished work, Zhang came in and asked her if she was in charge of the lamp, she ordered Zhang to palm the lamp in front of her eyes, and took out the "History of the Great Liang Dynasty and the Wild" to look through.
Yang Ling, but it was not as she guessed, she went to the county order to track down the case. That case was settled last night, and the next case has nothing to do with him.
The county seat, Fuyuanju.
This is a high-end restaurant, the second floor of the restaurant is full of well-soundproofed boxes, the shopkeeper took Yang Ling to the second floor of Tianziju, Tang Muqiao has been waiting in the room.
Yang Ling waved his hand and instructed the shopkeeper: "I didn't call you, you don't have to come up." β
The shopkeeper is sensible, and the guest has such a request, so naturally there is something important to talk about, nodding and bending over, exiting the room and closing the door.
Yang Ling bolted the door casually.
Tang Muqiao had already ordered a few kinds of wine, food, and snacks, and a jar of good wine, and made a gesture of please, "Sit down and have a drink." β
Yang Ling walked over, sat down opposite him, and looked at Tang Muqiao's gaze a little complicated, "Should I call you Tang Muqiao, or should I call you Shiqiao?" β
Tang Muqiao smiled leisurely and gave him a glass of wine, "You should naturally call me Senior Brother." β
"Yes. Then let me ask in another way, are you Shi Qiao or Tang Muqiao? β
"Shi Qiao is dead, I'm Tang Muqiao."
"Understood." Yang Ling picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, and pushed the empty glass in front of Tang Muqiao, who filled it for him and pushed it to him.
"Before Master dies, what do you have to say?" Yang Ling looked at the clear liquid in the cup and asked.
"Nope."
Yang Ling was stunned, raised his eyes, and looked at Tang Muqiao, his eyebrows frowning deeply.
Tang Muqiao poured a glass of wine, as if to give himself courage, uncovering the past that had been covered in dust for a long time, "Master Zhongjian, you also know, after you passed out, I want to take you and Master to escape together, after all, the assassins had no combat power at that time, and they couldn't stop us, but Master refused, he said, all assassins must die, so Master took me and killed all the assassins, but Master also ...... I exhausted my last breath, and in the end, I couldn't even leave a last word. β
Tang Muqiao choked slightly, and looked at Yang Ling's gaze, which was also so complicated that people couldn't distinguish the color.
Yang Ling bit his lip. After a while, he asked with difficulty: "The assassin is there to kill me?" β
Tang Muqiao lowered his eyelids, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he just nodded and replied, "Yes." β
"Who am I? Master built Zixu Villa for me, and trained so many masters to protect me, those assassins who came to assassinate me, all of them are strong in martial arts, and there are so many of them, second senior brother, what kind of identity will attract so many people to protect me desperately, so many people desperately want to kill me? β
Yang Ling's eyes were a little gloomy.
For these many questions that have been buried in his heart for a long time, he wants to know the answers, but now he is afraid to know the answers. But in the end, he chose to ask.
If you don't have the courage to face this, what can you talk about loving a woman?
Tang Muqiao looked at him, "I said that Master didn't leave any last words before he died, and I don't know much about your life experience. β
Yang Ling did not doubt his words.
He didn't stop him from revealing his identity, and he didn't pay too much attention to him during his days in Yangshutun, which is enough to show that he didn't know much about his background and didn't know much about his master's mind.
Yang Ling pondered for a moment and said, "How much do you know, can you tell me?" β
"I really don't know more than you do. When Master was alive, he once told me that the purpose of my life is to protect you, and no matter what the circumstances, I can't let you have any problems. That's it. β
A wooden expression appeared on Tang Muqiao's face, and Yang Ling knew that no matter who it was, he would not be too happy to be arranged with such a fate. It is understandable that Tang Muqiao has such an expression.
Yang Ling raised his wine glass, put it to his lips and took a sip, spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and said, "You are Tang Muqiao now, you are no longer Shi Qiao, and your past identity and responsibilities have nothing to do with you." From today on, you are you, I am me, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, and we have nothing to do with each other. β
No matter what kind of identity it is, it shouldn't bring innocent people to it, and at this point, Yang Ling and his master have different ideas.
Tang Muqiao still had a blank expression, "A teacher for one day, a father for life, I will not bear Master's orders." β
"Master, because I tried my life, and so many fellow brothers died because of me, Tang Muqiao, I don't want anyone to die because of me." Yang Ling's expression was also cold, "I still have a few questions to ask you, and after asking them, you should not know me, and we will cut off our robes from now on." β
"Although you and I are brothers, from childhood to adulthood, the master has instilled in me the idea that you are the master, I am a servant, I am also a servant in Mufu, and I am a servant horizontally and vertically, so I still obey the master's orders. It is also avoided to be called unkind, unjust, disloyal, and unfilial. If you have anything to say, just ask, I naturally know everything. β
Tang Muqiao was very stubborn, which was very different from his style in Mufu, and Yang Ling couldn't control his thoughts for a while, so he skipped this question for the time being, and first raised the question in his heart: "What did you mean by saying yesterday that you didn't let me be with my wife?" β
"Since you don't know my background, how can you be sure that I will harm her?" Yang Ling stared at Tang Muqiao's eyes and asked.
"Although I don't know your background, I also know that you have a blood vengeance, and this revenge will not be so easy. I occasionally heard Master mention one or two sentences, and he said, "If you want to restore your identity, you have to go through a bloody storm, and you may not succeed yet." You can see that you love her very much. She will drag down your revenge, and you, too, will cost her life. β
As if he had seen through what Yang Ling was thinking, before Yang Ling could speak, he cut off his retreat: "Don't think that everything will be fine if you give up hatred, your identity is a war." Now that you have revealed your clues, I believe that someone will come to the door soon, Yang Ling, don't you want to know your life experience? I'm sure someone will tell you the answer soon. β
"Knowing that I am not a fool is exposed, what kind of disaster will it cause, but you didn't stop it, so you fought this idea?" Yang Ling's tone was cold.
Tang Muqiao just took a sip of wine indifferently, put the wine glass on the table with a "click", and said in a depressed tone: "I didn't force you." It's all your own choice. If you regret it, you can't blame me, right? β
"I don't blame you, and I don't regret the choice. If I could force those people to show up, I wouldn't be able to ask for them. Now, let me ask you the second question, what did Mu Nanyun do when he approached me and my wife? β
The depression on Tang Muqiao's face became even worse, "I'm ashamed to say that I haven't found out what happened to him so far." β
He glanced at Yang Ling, quickly avoided Yang Ling's fierce gaze, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, before saying: "Mu Nanyun came to the border three years ago, what happened to the master three years ago, I always felt that there was something related to it, so I sneaked into the Mu Mansion, but I didn't find any clues in the past three years. β
Wine is a good thing to strengthen courage, he drank another glass, and continued: "Mu Nanyun is brave and resourceful on the battlefield, he is a good general, and his private life is unruly, but he is actually very noble and arrogant, and he has not touched any woman in the past three years. β
"I have one thing, he asked for orders to come to the battlefield three years ago because he wanted to escape from his fiancΓ©e, the current fifth princess."
Yang Ling was puzzled: "Is there any man in the world who doesn't want to be a horse master?" Why did he run away? β
Tang Muqiao asked rhetorically: "Then do you want to be a concubine?" β
Yang Ling shook his head, "I'm an ordinary person, how can I have such a mind?" β
"Then what if you were given a chance to choose between your wife and the fifth princess?"
Yang Ling stared at Tang Muqiao.
Whether he was tempting or gossiping, such a question was not even nonsense in his eyes.
"In the future, let's be your Tang steward with peace of mind." Yang Ling dropped a sentence lightly and stood up, "My question is finished, Tang Muqiao, goodbye." β
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back.
Tang Muqiao didn't chase it. He knew that it would be useless to catch up now, and that time would arrange everything and everything.
Yang Ling came out of Fuyuan Residence, looked at the night, it was already very thick, he didn't go to greet Qu Xiaobai when he came out, it was a negative move at the time, now thinking about it, I can't help but regret it, if that girl thinks too much...... She's still hurt on her body, but don't do something stupid like last night.