It was only two years, but it seemed like a long time had passed.

Yang Shouwen was almost forgetting the letter that was burned by him and Yang Chenglie. However, when Yang Chenglie mentioned it again, Yang Shouwen immediately recalled it.

"Father, you mean"

"Do you still remember the handwriting of that letter? I saw that handwriting again a few days ago."

To be honest, Yang Shouwen could no longer remember what the handwriting of the letter looked like. However, he believed what Yang Chenglie said, because Yang Chenglie was indeed very outstanding in this regard. His ten years of career as a county magistrate made him extremely sensitive to some details.

"who?"

Yang Chenglie gently rubbed his cheeks, looking a little struggling.

Yang Shouwen looked at him and blurted out: "Is it related to the prince?"

"What nonsense? How could the prince be related to this matter?

You forgot that in the first year of Shengli, the prince had just returned to Shendu from Luling. Before that, his every move was under the surveillance of His Majesty. How could he do such a thing? Well, okay, I tell you, you are not allowed to tell anyone."

"I'm like the kind of person who doesn't keep the door?"

Yang Shouwen said, glanced at Yang Chenglie.

This also made Yang Chenglie feel a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and spit out two words from his mouth.

"Zhaowang."

To Yang Chenglie's surprise, Yang Shouwen did not show any surprise.

He looked very calm and nodded slightly.

Actually, this is not difficult to guess.

When he was in Changping, Yang Shouwen guessed that this matter was definitely not simple. Being able to allow Murong Xuanjun to send troops to rebel can make the children of nobles like Tang Boruo collude with him, and opening the city to surrender can make Hebei Road almost not resist, and making the Turkic soldiers move straight into this is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, and their background must be profound.

It is also for this reason that Li Yuanfang appeared in Changping.

It is precisely for this reason that Chen Zi'ang went to Changping to find letters.

It is precisely this reason that forced Lu Yongcheng to collude with the Sumo Marine people and even attack the county yamen.

At that time, Changping County was definitely a place where wind and rain gathered in all directions. It was precisely because of this that Yang Chenglie and Yang Shouwen and his son did not dare to make a statement after finding the letter, and even burned it quickly because they knew that it was very complicated.

"Father, can you be sure?"

Yang Chenglie took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "How can such a thing be so easy to determine?

However, based on my ten years of experience as a county magistrate, I can be sure that more than 80% of them are the handwriting of the Prince of the Prime Minister. I dare not say anything about this, and even your mother dare not tell me. Now that I can tell you, I feel much more relaxed in my heart.”

Yang Shouwen could understand Yang Chenglie’s feeling!

This matter was too big, so big that Yang Chenglie even felt unbearable.

Prince of Xiang, Li Dan, a royal nobleman and a great figure with a high reputation. Although Li Xian is the crown prince now, in fact, Li Xian has been away from the center for more than ten years and has no foundation at all. But Li Dan is different. He has always been in the center, and has a solid foundation in open and secret games. If Di Renjie had not been firmly supported before, Li Xian would not be able to hold the position of crown prince. The most important thing is that Li Dansu shows himself as a kind gentleman, and his reputation is also very good.

If Li Dan knew about it, even with Wu Zetian's protection, Yang Chenglie would be very dangerous.

After all, Wu Zetian is old and it is difficult for her to massacre the Li Tang royal family like she did ten years ago. If she attacked Li Dan, it would definitely touch the nerves of many people. Perhaps, Wu Zetian had known Li Dan's actions for a long time, but she could do nothing about it.

Yang Shouwen suddenly understood why Yang Chenglie had such a sudden decision to return to Hongnong Yang family.

It is not necessarily safe to have the Hongnong Yang family.

But without Hongnong Yang, his father and son would be even more dangerous.

Not to mention, this is a game. Judging from the current situation, the prime minister Li Dan may not be willing to withdraw from the competition and be willing to bow to Li Xian. If you think about it from this perspective, some things that have never been explained seem to have answers all of a sudden.

Why did those hijacked Yuanwendu treasure Yan Zhi reveal how Bo Lu broke through the strange behavior of Bomichuan and the Shule border army?

Yang Shouwen closed his eyes and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for Li Dan, others would probably not be able to do such a thing!

"Father, heaven knows the earth knows it, you know me."

After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, he picked up the curtain and got off the carriage.

"I want to walk alone. It's getting late, my father should go back early.

There are some things that you, my father and son understand in their hearts, so don’t act rashly. I think Your Majesty may not be unaware of these.”

Yang Chenglie sat in the car and did not get out.

He lifted the curtain of the car and said in a deep voice: "Shizi, be careful too."

After saying this, for some reason, Yang Chenglie felt much more relaxed suddenly.

Maybe someone shared the secret with him, maybe it was because he found someone who could trust and even rely on.

Watching Yang Shouwen's back disappear into the vast night, Yang Chenglie suddenly smiled.

It is already mid-winter, and Taohua Valley is no longer as lush as the scenery.

The silver-covered and the fire-burning pear blossoms are a true portrayal of Taohuayu in front of you. The moonlight shines into the valley of Taohuayu, making it look even more cold.

The hut in the valley is still on, with lights on.

When Yang Shouwen returned to Taohuayu, it was already late at night.

The cold wind whistled, but after it blew into the valley, it became much softer. Yang Shouwen climbed onto the porch, and the door opened with a creaking sound.

"Master, why are you back so late?"

The one who opened the door was Feng Changqing, and his little face was a little anxious.

Yang Shouwen smiled, took off his bag and handed it to Feng Changqing, and walked into the house.

The charcoal fire in the fire pit was very strong, and an iron kettle was hung on it. The water inside was boiling and was steaming.

Mingxiu was reading a book on a white wolf-skin mattress sitting next to the fire pit, while Yang Shiliu was curled up in a corner and napping.

When Yang Shouwen came in, Mingxiu put down the book in her hand and said with a smile: "Qingzhi, it seems that you have caused a lot of trouble this time."

Yang Shouwen took off the mink cloak on his body and threw it to Yang Shiliu.

He walked barefoot to the fire pit and sat down, saying, "If you need nonsense, how can you get any trouble?"

Your Majesty just told me to be honest and not to cause trouble, and then let me leave, but after leaving Shangyang Palace, I met my father. After he sent me a ride, I felt frustrated, so I walked back to Taohuayu alone."

"Master, have you eaten?"

“Not yet.”

"The mutton soup made by Brother Sixteen tonight is delicious. I'll go and heat it up and give you a stomachache."

“Okay.”

Feng Changqing ran out happily, and Yang Shiliu also left.

"Brother Nu was called back by your father, which means that Ri asked Mori to bring Goku and the others here.

Xiao Gao didn't come because he was going back to assign tasks, but Taoist Yiqing never showed up, which made me feel a little strange. Logically speaking, if she knew you were back, she would definitely come to see you."

Yang Shouwen was stunned and looked stunned.

Mingxiu was right, but she didn't see Guer, which was indeed beyond Yang Shouwen's expectations.

He thought for a while and said softly: "It's almost dawn. When it's dawn, I'll go to Qingniu Temple for a walk."

Mingxiu nodded and picked up the book again.

Yang Shouwen couldn't help but say wonderingly: "Silang, don't you want to ask me what Your Majesty has said to me?"

Mingxiu smiled and said, "If you can say it, you will naturally tell me if you can't say it, and I asked you, wouldn't it make it difficult for you to do it?"

After hearing Mingxiu said this, Yang Shouwen couldn't help but smile.

"Those who know me are Siro."

Yang Shouwen said, taking off the iron kettle from the rack in the fire pit and pouring himself a bowl of hot water.

"Your Majesty looked very tired, and he also said a lot to me.

I think His Majesty is actually aware of many things, but it is difficult to decide Silang. I think His Majesty is old!"

Yang Shouwen suddenly lowered his voice in the last two words.

Mingxiu looked up at him, and from those two words, she also understood the meaning of Yang Shouwen.

Wu Zetian is old and often she may not be as decisive as before. In this case, the Ming family's actions will also be accelerated.

"Qingzhi, thank you!"

Yang Shouwen nodded and said nothing.

The two of them sat quietly beside the fire pit, staring at the red charcoal fire, thinking about their own thoughts.

At this moment, Yang Shiliu's shout came from outside the house: "Who is sneaky, why don't you come out for me immediately?"

"I'm looking for Elder Zhao Ji. I'm the slave in front of Taoist Yiqing, my name is Xiao Mantou."

A glutinous voice came, and Yang Shouwen had already grown up.

Of course he knew who Xiao Mantou was, the little maid who always followed Li Guer and had a chubby and round face.
Chapter completed!