When the news was delivered to Wan Wan, she read it over and over again.

It's really turned over and over. She turned the page upside down, shook it a few times, and confirmed it with great disappointment—it was only this one, and there was only one message written on it.

Only Zhao Zijing came. Didn't Feng Qingcheng follow?

Wan Wan shook the page again. The paper is still the same one, and the words on it are still the same, and there is no extra line.

Zhao Zijing's invitation to Zhao Zixuan was unknown to others, but Wan Wan got the news from Zhao Zixuan. This time Zhao Zijing traveled north, thinking that this is why.

Wanwan's guess is very accurate and reliable. When she handed the news to Zhao Zixuan, there was no surprise on his face.

After reading the news, Zhao Zixuan said to Wanwan very calmly: "In two days, accompany me to Qingshui Village." ”

Qingshui Village is a somewhat deserted small village, and its original name was unknown. Since the beginning of Zhao Zixuan, Qingshui Village has had something special. The village is divided into two, bounded by the river that flows through the village, with the north belonging to Zhao Zixuan and the south to Zhao Zijing.

Now that both sides are stationed there, the name Shimizu Village is known.

Wan Wan understood, "Where are you going to have dinner?" ”

"Eat?" Zhao Zixuan smiled and said, "Eat." ”

Estimating in her heart that it was not an easy meal, Wan Wan immediately quit the palace and ran back to the Simen Mansion to prepare. Figuring out the terrain around Shimizu Village, the condition of the personnel in the garrison, and some of the gadgets for attacking and defending themselves will take time.

After she left, Zhao Zixuan continued to deal with the official documents piled up on the desk. Thin or thick paper books are arranged according to classification, but they are not neat, and they even look a little messy.

These piles of slightly messy folds still got such treatment because they were important, and those that were not important were thrown aside by Zhao Zixuan, and those that seemed useless nonsense to him were thrown directly to the ground.

Every morning and evening, there will be a waiter to put away the folds on the ground and take them to the dining room for fire, which is also a kind of thrifting behavior.

The sun outside the hall is scorching, and the sun has sunburned the willow branches to the point of weakness, and occasionally there is a hint of wind and a perfunctory posture of swinging.

There was no ice tank in the hall, and the doors and windows were wide open, and the temperature was only slightly lower than outside.

The fold that Zhao Zixuan was looking at was very thick, and the handwriting on it was neat and rigorous, which he was familiar with.

The text was submitted by Meng Zheng in prison, and he did not defend himself or mention a single injustice. Every word is analyzing Zhao Zixuan's situation, every word is incisive, and he puts himself in his shoes.

This is a detailed plan, and it is not difficult to achieve a situation of separating the river with Zhao Zijing and ruling according to the policy.

Zhao Zixuan read it twice, and finally he closed the fold and slowly raised his hand. The hand froze in mid-air, neither throwing it out nor taking it back.

The sound of cicadas outside the hall came and went, and the hustle and bustle was in pieces, and it did not stop for a moment.

After a long time, the hand holding the fold moved slightly, and the paper swept through the air to set off a slight gust of wind, and fell to the ground with a "pop".

The sun gradually moved westward from the sky, and the light tilted so that it shone into the small window of the prison, casting a square spot of light on the ground.

Meng Zheng sat cross-legged in the middle of the cell, looking up at the small window. He sat up straight, his expression rarely changed, just quietly watching the sunlight expand and shrink inch by inch, and watch the sky turn from blue and white to pale orange, and finally to a thick black.

Meng Zheng pulled off the hairpin on his head and made a mark on the ground beside him. There were already many scratches in that area, and each scratch represented a day.

Since that night his identity was revealed, he has been imprisoned here. Except for the brocade clothes of Tianmen who came to ask, no one else came. The attitude of the jailer was still respectful and polite, and the cell he was given was also the best one, but he didn't say anything to him.

In such an environment, Meng Zheng also failed to calm down.

He is different from Zhan Xiaofeng. has planned step by step to this day, in order to repay neither gratitude nor revenge, he enjoys the pleasure of playing with the world. But when his identity was revealed, he unconsciously brought eight points of sincerity to Zhao Zixuan's words.

Meng Zheng despised his true intentions very much, but it was difficult to erase the affection for many years.

His heart is conflicted and complex.

Occasionally, he wondered what would happen if his identity wasn't revealed. I thought about it many times, and the answer was the same. When the world is in chaos and the Zhao family collapses, he will still support Zhao Zixuan and gain a long-term foothold in this northern land.

The answer was the opposite of what he had intended.

Meng Zheng sat quietly for a few days before asking the jailer for pen and ink, and wrote a fold with great sincerity, which was regarded as repaying Zhao Zixuan and his confidant.

Whether to accept or not to accept is all between Zhao Zixuan's thoughts.

When the text is handed out, time becomes slow and tormented.

Meng Zheng couldn't help but laugh at himself. It turned out that he was not as crazy as he imagined, and he still had a little hope after all.

Zhao Zixuan has come to this point, and the most rational choice is to release him from prison, completely subdue him, stabilize the court of the northern capital, and then use the agitation of the four gates to attack Zhao Zijing. In this way, he can sit firmly on the throne.

Time passed little by little, and Zhao Zixuan did not appear, nor did he have any will.

Nothing has changed, just like the previous days.

This ending was also expected by Meng Zheng, he re-arranged the hairpin, tidied up the hay in the prison, and prepared to lie down and rest.

He has been operating in the north for many years, and if he is suddenly imprisoned, the court will not be peaceful.

Zhao Zixuan will eventually meet him.

Meng Zheng lay down, and just as he closed his eyes, he heard a sound of footsteps. At first, he didn't care, he didn't want the voice to gradually approach the cell he was in. Then the chains on the door cracked.

Meng Zheng sat up, and sure enough, he saw several jailers opening the cell door.

He smiled slightly, and his heart was even more determined.

Just before his smile was set, he realized that there was something wrong with the expressions of the jailers. They looked at him with a look of no longer respectful and polite, but with a ruthlessness and hatred, as if they were going to eat him alive.

Immediately, the jailers quickly dodged away, and the two brocade-clothed people stepped in like a fast wind, and without saying a word, they picked up Meng Zheng and stepped out like the wind.

Meng Zheng only felt that there was a mess in front of him, and he was thrown into another prison before he had time to see anything clearly.

The prison was colourful and very different from the one he had been in before. Red, green, yellow, white, black, gray...... Either from the torture instrument or from the human body, it looks like hell when you look at it.

In the corner of this prison is a large cauldron, under which the firewood is boiling. On the top of the cauldron hung a rope a person, the flesh was blurred, bruised and swollen, and the appearance could not be seen clearly.

There is a chair on one side of the cauldron, and the person tied to the chair is still clean and distinct.

This person Meng Zheng is very familiar.

I couldn't think of something for days, but I finally had an answer - no wonder his identity was revealed, it turned out that it was this person.

Originally, he looked down on Huo Yanlin. It's just that among the people he can use, only Huo Yanlin has a face that is not greedy, lazy and obedient.

He is not greedy, lazy and obedient, but unfortunately he is stupid, stupid and incompetent. As soon as he was released to implement the plan, he was completely exposed and confessed.