He looked at the son in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't say a word.

On the contrary, it was the young man who spoke first, he lowered his eyes, and his voice was very light: "Mo Huai, order to go down and withdraw all the forces of Shangyang to Chang'an." ”

"All the forces?" Mo Huai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he rarely retorted: "With the account book, in another month, we will be able to find out——"

The young man interrupted him flatly: "All. ”

Mo Huai swallowed the rest of the words, the father of the son, Lord Xie, was framed for embezzlement, beheaded in the downtown area, his wife hanged himself, the whole family was exiled, and the family was ruined.

There is a complete chain of relationships behind it, and in the end, the clue is broken in Shangyang.

Most of the forces that Gongzi has cultivated over the years were all transferred to Shangyang a few months ago, just to find out the truth of what happened back then as soon as possible.

The ledger had only passed through his hand, and he had not seen its contents. It's just that the secret guard in charge of the ledger secretly told him that it will take another month, and he will be able to find out the traitor of the year by relying on the ledger.

Can...... Today's prince said to him that he would withdraw all the people in Shangyang.

Because of what, although Mo Huai knew it, he still couldn't help but want to refute a sentence or two. Childe has been worried about this matter all these years, and now that he has finally found a clue, how can he be hasty.

It seems that there is no need to look back, Xie Yuwan knows Mo Huai's reaction.

He didn't say a lot of things to Mo Huai, but said calmly: "She gave me that account book." ”

Neither of them needs to specify who 'she' is here. Mo Huai was stunned, but looked at the person in front of him with worried eyes. With such a clumsy lie, can Childe deceive him, can he deceive himself?

Even if they didn't have that side of the ledger, their people would look for clues in the Shangyang area.

One is for the things of the year; The second is to prevent the Son of Heaven from being jealous. Even if the son and the son of heaven are friends and confidants of each other, but after all, it is the supreme imperial power, how can it tolerate a little violation. Gongzi transferred all the forces back to Chang'an at this time, and those people would inevitably hear the wind and grass.

In this way, Gongzi took a leave of absence a few months ago, did not participate in the affairs of the DPRK and China, and avoided the corruption case of the Yin family, which became useless.

Mo Huai knew that things would not be so simple.

The next day, he heard the news that the old eunuch who was taking care of the prince in the abandoned palace had died violently. The old eunuch used to be the person next to Queen Yin, but later Queen Yin died in childbirth, and the old eunuch went to the East Palace to take care of the prince.

The crown prince was raised by him, and this is not too much.

A few days ago, the crown prince was deposed, and the old eunuch was the only one who stayed in the abandoned palace with the prince on the surface.

Now...... The old eunuch died.

Mo Huai sighed in his heart and looked at Gongzi next to a plane tree in the distance.

Later, he found that Childe, like the vulgar men and women in this world, tied the red cloth strip in his hand to the branch of the sycamore tree. It's just that others want to tie it as high as possible, but Childe is just tied in a short place.

He barely had to think about it to know what Childe had written.

Childe doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, he doesn't believe in it since he was a child, Mo Huai never thought that one day Childe would do such a thing because he loves one person. He walked over to Childe, ready to report the information coming from below.

Before he could get there, he saw strips of red cloth fluttering on the plane tree. Childe's words are easy to recognize, and when he saw the words on it, he was stunned for a moment.

The red cloth was floating in the wind, and the side that belonged to Xie Wanwan was written - "May Jiang Wu be happy and healthy all her life." ”

Mo Huai looked at Childe in the distance, the lights in the house were lit all night last night, and he didn't know what decision Childe made. It's just that he knows that from the moment the old eunuch of the East Palace died, the sky in Chang'an City should change.

Whether it is the prince or the Si family, after this, they will no longer have time to take care of Miss Jiang San.

He went down the mountain with his son, and heard Chenlian say that Miss Jiang San would not return to Jiang's mansion until tomorrow. He looked at the son on the side and said softly, "Childe, don't you stay overnight again?" ”

What he actually wanted to ask was whether he would go back with Miss Jiang San.

But the young man with the poetry book in his hand just shook his head faintly, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were as calm as stagnant water.

Before Mo Huai could say anything, an old voice suddenly came from outside the car window: "Donor stay." ”

It was the voice of the abbot.

Xie Yuwan put down the poems in his hand and got out of the carriage. He looked at the abbot opposite, who for some reason had aged a lot overnight.

"Can the donor go to the back mountain bamboo forest with the old man?"

He didn't refuse, and said lightly: "Abbot, please." ”

The two walked to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and overnight, the lush bamboo forest was full of withered yellow leaves, and the ground had become a withered yellow piece.

The day before yesterday, Xie Xiangwan dug wine in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo forest was still lush at that time.

He looked at the abbot, "Is there a plague of locusts?" ”

He had only seen such a sight when he was six years old.

The abbot shook his head and kept plucking the wooden beads in his hand: "Donor, everything in the world has cause and effect. The cause and effect of this bamboo forest were determined before it even grew. Yesterday's lushness, today's withered yellow, only in a thought. ”

The abbot's eyes were full of unbearability, and after saying these few words, the flowers in his eyes turned a little old. Even in the summer, he was wrapped in a thick robe.

After just a few words, the abbot coughed. Xie Yuwan looked at it and felt that every word he said was overdrawing his life.

He felt that all this was somewhat familiar, whether it was the old abbot in front of him or the withered yellow bamboo forest. He couldn't find a single memory of it.

He knew he was missing something, but his face was so calm.

He looked at the abbot opposite him and bowed.

The gentleman is like jade, indifferent like the wind, he said softly: "I know below." ”

The abbot couldn't say anything more, he looked at the back of the young man who was walking away faintly, and said again and again: "Amitabha, Amitabha......"

Before the abbot could stop, blood was already pouring from his lips, running down his old furrowed face.

The little monk on the side couldn't bear it, so he could only turn around, this was the master's own choice, and he couldn't put his beak. I don't know how long I waited, and when there was a "bang-" sound behind him, the little monk hurriedly turned around and carefully probed the abbot's breathing.

When the tips of his fingers were still warm, the little monk burst into tears.

Is this the way Master chose? If it weren't for the son who stopped the words in the master's mouth, the master would reveal one more sentence, and the seven orifices would have bled to death.

Just like this bamboo forest, this is also the way of that son.

Looking at the withered yellow that fell all over the ground, the little monk recited the Buddha's words again and again.

*

East Palace.

Xu Shenli looked at the corpse of the old eunuch in front of him, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes.

The old eunuch died peacefully, with only a thin scar on his neck. But it was this thin scar that silently took the old eunuch's life.

Xu Shenli was silent, he knew that this was a warning from that person. This time it's just the old eunuch, next time ...... That's him.

Behind him appeared a person: "Master." ”

Xu Shenli's eyes moved away from the old eunuch, and there was a hidden anger in his eyes: "Who is the one who is good at making claims, so stupid, why do you want to provoke that madman, when that madman accompanied his father to fight the world, they didn't know the cruel methods he used?" ”

The man behind him lowered his head, seeing that his master's anger was getting heavier and heavier, he hesitated and said carefully: "It's the celebrity." ”

Xu Shenli smashed a stone directly: "Is he crazy?" I really think that Xie Yuwan has not moved the Si family all these years because of how powerful his stubborn father is, when he was not as good as others and was won the champion position by Xie Yuwan, he really thought that he was the one who won the top spot at the beginning, and now he has become the prime minister of the dynasty? ”

Looking at the old eunuch's corpse, Xu Shenli was furious.

How could he have a waste like Si Li who could not judge the situation, and was only raised by the Si family with a pair of skins, and such a simple thing could cause him so much trouble.

The person behind Xu Shenli said carefully: "Otherwise, we will-"

Before he could say a word, Xu Shenli had already thrown a jade pendant over, and his eyes were deep: "If you say this today, you will go and die yourself." Are you crazy to be his enemy? ”

"Then, we-" His subordinates were a little panicked, he never thought that Xie Yuwan would kill the eunuch who grew up with his master since he was a child, and his master still had such an attitude with him.

"Go and make amends, let the Si family come to the door to make amends, go to give gifts, go to give gifts to Miss Jiang San."

Looking at a group of straw bales under his hands, Xu Shenli's whole person was gloomy. Remembering that it was because of the trouble caused by his useless brother, his brow deepened a little.

If he hadn't taken care of his father, he would have killed the waste without ink on Xu Yan's chest long ago.

Thinking of this, he looked at the corpse of the old eunuch on the ground, and was still stunned for a moment. He half-knelt down and closed his eyes for the old eunuch. The man who found the old eunuch told him that when he saw the old eunuch's body, the old eunuch still had porridge cooked for him in his hand.

Xu Shenli lowered his eyes and clenched his hands uncontrollably.

*

The next morning, Chenlian knocked on Jiang Wu's door with a bowl of somen noodles.

The door opened after a long time, Jiang Wu was silent with a pair of eyes, and said softly: "Chenlian, good morning." ”

Chenlian bent her eyes and smiled, even if her young lady was not in a good mood, she would still greet her gently when she saw her every day.

She handed over the somen noodles in her hand and let Jiang Wu take a look.

The somen noodles are wafting with the fragrance of bamboo, and if you look closely, there is a faint layer of bamboo shoots on the somen noodles. Somen noodles already have a unique fragrance, but now they are mixed with finely chopped bamboo shoots, making them perfect for an early morning meal.

Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment: "Is it the bamboo forest in the back mountain?" ”

Chenlian nodded: "Well, it's raining these days, and when the slave went to see it today, he found that there was some bamboo." The slave said to the monk that the monk agreed, and the slave picked some. Today's somen noodles are made by the slave himself, but they may not be delicious, do you want to try it? ”

She looked at Jiang Wu with sparkling eyes.

Jiang Wu naturally responded softly and let go. Chenlian walked past her with the somen noodles and looked at the bamboo in the somen noodles. It's not a lie, but this bamboo was not picked in the past two days, and she went to look for it on the first day after the heavy rain. Today, when she wanted to look for something fresh, she found that the bamboo forest had died.

This was the first time she had seen a dead bamboo forest, and an old monk and a little monk sat next to her, taking turns chanting for the bamboo forest.

Chen Lian looked at her hands, there was some blood last night, a person like her could not understand the compassion of Buddhism. Thinking like this, she turned around and looked at Jiang Wu with a smile: "Miss, come quickly." ”

Jiang Wu sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks, and took a bite.

Chenlian sat opposite her, holding her hands, and looked at her with bent eyes: "Miss, is it delicious?" ”

Jiang Wu raised her eyes and nodded: "It's delicious." As she spoke, she picked up another bite and put it in her mouth.

Chenlian blinked: "Miss, is it really delicious?" ”

Jiang Wu swallowed the half-cooked noodles in her mouth and whispered, "Some are undercooked, but the cooked ones are delicious." ”

Chenlian suddenly laughed, and then stepped forward to hold her hand: "Miss forgive the slave, the first time the slave did it, it's normal to be half-baked." But is the cooked part delicious, the slave is still very powerful. ”

She blinked and looked at Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu took another bite into her mouth, and for some reason, she remembered the half-cooked porridge on the cabin that day.

Chenlian still whispered in her ear: "So Miss, if the noodles are not cooked, tell me, just like Miss should tell others if she is unhappy." It's okay to tell the slave, it's okay to tell the orange candy, it's okay to write to tell the aunt, don't keep it in your heart. ”

Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and responded softly.

Chenlian laughed again: "Miss is also a little liar, but it's okay, slave doesn't mind." ”

She took a white crescent candy from her sleeve, placed it next to the noodle bowl, and blinked.

This one was really picked up by her who went down the mountain overnight.