Haofeng Temple is the residence of Zheng Guogong and his wife.

After the dinner, Zheng Guogong Wei Qin immediately went to the garden, after entering February, his heart blossomed in turn, and recently he spent the rest of his time in the garden except for eating and sleeping.

When Wei Shuyi came to Haofeng Courtyard, only his mother Duan was sitting in the hall.

Wei Miaoqing, who heard that his brother had returned home, followed closely.

「…… How is it? Is there any news from Sui Ning? Did Xu Zhengye really attack Luoyang?"

Duan hurriedly asked, "I heard from the second uncle that above the court this morning, those officials were talking about Sui Ning's article? Phew, these things have their own ghosts! Since mentioning that Ci Feng Sui Ning is a general, he has been picking thorns everywhere! According to me, I really wronged them only in Beijing, and I really should send them to Luoyang, anyway, the knives of the rebel army are cut down, and their mouths are blocked! Then again, you just let them take the opportunity to arrange Sui Ning and General Chang Da? You're tearing it up...... Are you going to stop their foul mouths?"

"......" Wei Shuyi didn't have time to answer this series of questions, only to hear Hou Lang follow-

"Speaking of Chang Niangzi's writing, there are a lot of sour words around!" Wei Miaoqing said angrily: "That day, the Wu family's eldest Langjun was in Dengtai Building, what did he say in public, Chang Niangzi's text is not orthodox enough, every word is just wild words, saying that it is a text, it is clearly to strengthen his reputation, and he is advocating and circulating it all around, which shows that the atmosphere in the literary world is really worrying now, which makes him very disappointed......

He also wrote, "He also wrote one, but the writing is orthodox, so orthodox that people can't read it even by pinching their noses, and as soon as the text is opened, the sour taste can be transmitted out of Jingshi!" If it is crumpled and thrown into the hen's nest, the chicken will be smoked to tears, and it will never lay eggs!"

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Anxious: "Then how can we get away with the guilt?"

"There's only one possibility." Wei Shuyi said, "Unless, she can kill Xu Zhengye with her own hands as she said in the text."

"As soon as Xu Zhengye dies, the rebellious army will inevitably be defeated, and at that time, she will not only have no fault, but will have merit, and there will naturally be no more questioning voices in the court."

When big words come true, it is not a big talk, but a great achievement.

Wei Miaoqing frowned tightly: "...... According to my brother, is it possible for Chang Niangzi to kill Xu Zhengye?"

"Judging from the current known situation......" Wei Shuyi shook his head, "There is no such possibility."

Xu Zhengye has passed Xuzhou, and she is still pursuing in the rear, it is difficult to catch up, let alone crossing thousands of troops and horses to kill Xu Zhengye?

Xu Zhengye will not give her this opportunity.

Even the Xu army did not need to break through Luoyang, but only needed to break through Bianzhou...... Bianzhou will be ordered to defend to the death, and once there are tragic deaths and injuries, her crime will be convicted.

「…… How can this kid be so careless, why do you have to be a hero and make such an essay to give people the opportunity to make a fuss in vain!" Duan's worried: "It is said that Xu Zhengye was provoked to Luoyang by an article by her, so it is not her fault, but also her fault!"

Uncle Wei thought for nothing, was she really unaware of the current situation?

"What then?" Wei Miaoqing was so anxious that she began to babble nonsense: "...... It's time to send a heavenly fire down and stop Xu Zhengye and them, so that Chang Niangzi can catch up and cut him down with a sword!"

Uncle Wei looked at her worriedly, "...... Why don't you go and ask the Buddha?"

Wei Miaoqing's expression perked up, and she immediately got up: "Yes...... I'm going to burn incense!"

Seeing that his sister left so solemnly, Uncle Wei rubbed his temples.

If his sister really becomes the crown princess in the future, or even a ***, he really can't believe what a miracle it will be.

If she faces the harem competition for favor, she will probably choose to lack a heart between playing with her heart and not having a heart. Between being framed and being framed, choose to show your eyes.

Faced with such a daughter, Duan's was rarely silent.

Wei Shuyi motioned for Changji to close the door of the hall.

Duan subconsciously looked at his son who suddenly became cautious, and was about to speak, only to hear Wei Shuyi speak in front of him: "It is not impossible for Chang Niangzi to kill Xu Zhengye."

"Just as no one believed before, she was able to kill Ge Zong and Li Yi with her own hands." Wei Shuyi said: "What seems impossible to others, but she can always do it......

"Has Mother ever wondered why this is?"

Duan looked at him puzzled for a moment: "Everyone in the world is Tao, is it because he was born with talent and talent?"

"But in my son's view, the ultimate talent that can truly amaze the world should be glimpsed at a young age, and it will not be too late to suddenly appear one day 16 years later." Uncle Wei Yi said.

Duan was stunned.

Uncle Wei said slowly, "I guess that the source of Chang Niangzi's "talent" may lie in the fact that she has experienced things that ordinary people can't imagine."

Duan listened in a fog: "What could that be?"

Wei Shuyi shook his head: "Ordinary people can't imagine that although my son is very human, he can't come up with an answer for a while."

"......," Duan wrinkled his eyebrows and thought for a moment, "Or...... As the text says, the Salvation Immortal instructs?"

This sounded very absurd, but at this moment, Wei Shuyi's eyes narrowed slightly...... Immortals?

"My mother used to accompany Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess Chongyue, so Her Royal Highness the Prince-to-be also knows a lot...... In my mother's opinion, is Chang Niangzi more like the eldest princess, or more like His Royal Highness the first prince?"

This question was very sudden, and Duan's eyes twitched: "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

Wei Shuyi saw her reaction in his eyes: "I once heard that General Ah Dian say that Chang Niangzi is very much like His Royal Highness the First Prince, very similar."

Duan's breathing stopped for a while, and many chaotic pictures began to emerge in his mind.

In the past, those things that were automatically amazed by her attributed to "fate" are in

At this moment, he suddenly changed direction and rushed towards another exit.

"Did Mother think of something?"

"I ......" Duan wanted to speak, but she couldn't explain it too carefully, after all, she couldn't expose Her Highness's secrets, so thousands of clues were omitted, leaving only an incomparably divine sentence: "Then according to what you say...... Could it be that he was possessed by His Royal Highness the First Prince?"

No wonder she guessed like that, after all, she was a complete theist!

This absurd speculation, which also lingered in his heart for a while, made Wei Shuyi's breathing stop for a moment.

Outsiders only say that he has no resemblance to his mother, but there is one thing that he has been exactly like his mother since he was a child, and that is to be afraid of ghosts.

The premise of fear is faith.

I believe that there is a possibility of such things in this world.

Wei Shilang, who had always been as stable as an old dog before Mount Tai collapsed, forced himself to calm down at this moment and asked, "Mother, can you tell us about the basis for such a guess?"

He clearly saw his mother, who rarely used his brain, and showed a demeanor of rapid brain dredging.

Duan's expression was already a little flustered: "Mother knows some of the old habits of His Royal Highness the First Prince...... When I thought about it, I felt that it fit perfectly!"

For example, the box she dug was really just a dream for His Highness...... Or is His Highness right in front of her?!

This speculation made Duan almost faint.

Wei Shuyi still has a desire to verify: "What are the old habits? Can you elaborate on that?"

Duan's categorical words: "No!"

She is already in a mess, and she has to cover the secret for His Highness, but her disgusting son is still here asking questions, and her brain is already on fire and smoking!

Faced with her son's incomprehension, in the end, it was her own family, she simply said bluntly: "Anyway, I said fit, you just listen, and Hugh has to inquire about anything else!" There are some things that I can't say to you clearly, but because they involve the private affairs of the deceased, I have sworn never to divulge them!"

and said very simply and rudely: "If you don't want your aunt to be killed by thunder, you will have to worry about the funeral at home tomorrow, so don't ask questions!"

「……？」 Uncle Wei rarely showed a demeanor as if he had been tortured.

Duan Shi no longer cared about his life or death, and began to walk around the hall with a handkerchief: "How can this be, is there really such a thing as borrowing corpses to return souls...... Those words...... Is it real?"

Hearing the words "borrowing the corpse to return the soul", Wei Shuyi couldn't help but think of some of the words he heard when he interrogated the kidnapper couple in Hezhou.

- "I looked like I was already dying...... Who knew that he was suddenly alive again!"

- "Youkai! It must be a youkai!"

「……」

Those words that he didn't think he heard at the time suddenly made him have a completely different state of mind and a cold sweat at this moment.

Uncle Wei swallowed his saliva very slowly, raised his sleeves, and slowly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I don't know how long later, the door of the hall was pushed open with a "squeak", and both mother and son were like frightened birds, with a miserable white face, looking in the direction of the door in horror.

Zheng Guogong, who was humming a little tune, walked in and was stunned when he saw this: "...... What's the matter?"

Duan: "You...... You're going to push the door in a dignified way!"

Zheng Guogong's face is full of innocence, this is his yard!

He did not refute, but chose to go against the grain, and only asked uneasily, "But what is wrong?"

Why do his wife and son, who have always been calm and calm, look like they have seen a ghost?

"None...... Nothing." Wei Shuyi stood up and forcibly saluted his father: "Father and mother rested earlier, and my son retired."

"This ......"

Zheng Guogong looked at his son who left with empty steps, and his heart rose to his throat, even Zigu is like this, and it is still called "nothing"?

"Madam...... although he himself was trembling, he still held the trembling Duan, helped the person to the inner room, and asked in a low trembling voice, "Madame, tell me truthfully, do you care for him...... What great things have you committed to exterminate your family?"

Although he is an elegant man who can only appreciate flowers...... Okay, he'll admit he's just a piece of crap, but he's a waste who has to know, right?

Duan, who had nothing to say in his heart, pushed him away, staggered to the bed, buried his head in the soft pillow, and cried loudly.

Zheng Guogong froze in place, and there were only two words left in his mind - it's over.

……

Wei Shuyi, who was regarded by his father as "committing the crime of raiding the family and exterminating the family", came out of Haofeng Courtyard, only to feel that there was a cold attack from Sen Ran behind him from time to time.

"You ......," he looked at Changji beside him, "You walk behind me, help me watch some."

Changji subconsciously glanced behind him, what did Lang Jun ask him to look at?

He just wanted to ask, but he heard his own Langjun say warily, "Don't ask anything."

Changji: "...... Yes."

Wei Shuyi walked a few steps, and when he passed a fork in the road, he suddenly stopped.

After a few moments, he diverted.

「…… Brother?" In the Buddha hall, Wei Miaoqing, who was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue with great piety, saw people and was quite surprised: "Brother also came to ask the Buddha to send down the heavenly fire?"

「…… It's not." Wei Shuyi tried his best not to change his face and said, "I just suddenly want to put on the incense."

Wei Miaoqing was surprised, winked at him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother is here to ask for the safety of Chang Niangzi, right?"

Hearing those three words, Uncle Wei was excited, and the incense in his hand almost fell.

Wei Miaoqing looked at him teasingly, and said that she didn't like Chang Niangzi, and she was obviously more nervous than anyone else.

With this in mind, Wei Miaoqing looked at her brother with the eyes of "see how long your mouth is still hard" throughout the whole process.

For the first time, Wei Shuyi didn't care to perceive the eyes of the people around him.

After the incense was put on and left the Buddhist hall, Wei Shuyi's mood calmed down a little.

The incense is really useful......

He comforted himself so.

So, as usual, he went back to the courtyard to bathe and change clothes, and after half an hour of official business, he went back to the bedroom, folded his clothes and lay down to rest.

Just told the little guy: "I don't need to turn off the lights, I still have something to do......

And he said, "Let them take turns to keep watch outside and not to leave."

The little guy didn't dare to ask more about the reason, but he was vigilant in his heart, Lang Jun confessed like this, could it be that he had a premonition that there would be assassins at night?

The little guy didn't dare to be careless, so he immediately went down to arrange this matter, and deliberately found the strongest nursing home to guard.

Uncle Wei lay on the bed, tossing and turning until late at night, finally closed his eyes, suddenly opened them again, and sat up.

Wrong......!

If she was borrowed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to return her soul, then ......

Of course, there are very few such strange things to happen, and Zi is silent, he just said, just in case, in case......

If it's true, then what she ...... inside "her" is actually a man's soul?!

Man!

He actually ...... to a man?

Uncle Wei sat stiff for a long time, and his expression changed as if he had been struck by lightning.

Immediately, he felt that he did not fit to endure such a terrible feeling of helplessness alone, so he dragged another person out—this matter...... Cui Ling'an, does he know?

He even wanted to write a letter to Cui Ling'an immediately, the kind of eight hundred miles that was urgent!

……

The spring festival is divided into three tests, each of which lasts for three days, for a total of nine days.

Before the end of the Spring Festival, Cui Ling'an, who was far away in the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate, did receive an urgent secret letter of 800 miles from Beijing.

To be exact, a secret purpose.

……

On the same day, Cui Jing secretly left the north, led a light horse, rushed to Hedong Road, and went all the way south.

"Then again...... How did Governor Cui anticipate that there would be a secret message for him to leave the North?" After Cui Jing left, Qin Duhu asked Cui Jing's desk in confusion.

Cui Dadu left very suddenly, without a word.

But the record office next to Cui Dadu quickly came over, so Qin

Only then did Du Hu know that it turned out that Governor Cui had already arranged the affairs after he left the northern border, and he just ordered the record office to tell him about the arrangements.

The recorder shook his head as well.

Yes, how did the Governor not know the prophet?

Is it thousands of miles away, and still be able to predict where the divine will is? Or is it ...... I've been ready to help that Chang family girl for a long time?

……

However, Cui Jing had only been away for five days, and suddenly one of his henchmen and light cavalry was wounded and returned, and it was very difficult to support him to return to the outside of the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate, that is, he fell off his horse.

When Qin Duhu heard the news, he saw the light cavalry who was being helped into the mansion in the front yard.

Seeing this, Qin Duhu's face tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the light cavalry.

"Qin Du Hu ......" The cavalry was seriously injured, and when he saw Qin Du Hu, he finally spoke with difficulty, "We...... There was an ambush."

Qin Duhu's expression changed drastically: "How could it be...... The Governor of Na Cui ...... at this time."

"Governor, something happened......

When the cavalry said this, he passed out completely.

Qin Duhu's face was pale, and his body stiffened for a while.

Now something big is going to happen!

……