Zheng Shangming stepped away.

He still has something he has not said in his heart. However, even if you, Jiang Wang, create legends now, they are only at the level of the inner palace.

 After the outer building is Shenlin, after Shenlin is Dongzhen, and after Dongzhen is Yandao. This world is too vast! The great power is too great! Can you really change some things?

Zheng Shangming, who once resolutely refused to rely on his father's halo, joined the army incognito, and stubbornly fought alone, in Wen Lianmu's game, in front of the Marshal's Mansion, all his pride was smashed by Wang Yiwu's fist.

 Since then, he decided to join the Qingpai system and adapted to Beiya as quickly as possible.

 Today he and Jiang Wang have different choices, but he did not make the choice just today.

 Whether this is growth and transformation, or compromise and decline, it is difficult to say clearly.

 Everyone lives in his own moral system.

 All the struggles, beliefs, excuses... throughout one's life are just to justify one's choice.

 Sometimes people change just overnight.

 But there are always people who never want to change.

maybe?

 Buddhists say that when a flower blooms and falls, a world has come and gone.

Who can be sure that he is not the man in the flower?

Jiang Wang sat quietly in front of the stone table in the courtyard, raised a finger again, watched the flame flowers bloom and fade in the wind, and appreciated the mystery of Taoism.

Perhaps today was not a suitable day for practice. Not long after, Butler Xie came to report that there were guests at the door.

 A name card, beautifully made.

 Visitor, Yang Jing, Biwu County.

Jiang Wang shook off the fireworks and frowned slightly.

Zheng Shangming's visit was expected, but Yang Jing was unexpected.

 Unexpected things always result in a lack of sense of security.

 Even so, he got up and went out to greet the guests himself.

 In any case, it was indeed abrupt that he came uninvited last time. The other party also gave him face and did not argue with him. It was unreasonable that when the other party came to visit, he started to put on airs.

 He still can't show off that kind of music.

He, Sir Jiang, is usually arrogant only among good friends. He can occasionally get angry and get angry, and Xu Xiang does these things to harm his friends.

Yang Jing was dressed in black today and looked solemn. He did not bring any entourage and stood alone outside the door. His bow and sword were put away, but his aura was still undiminished.

Jiang Wang took a few steps to welcome him out: "I don't know if the distinguished guest is here, but Jiang is not far away to welcome him!"

“Sir, you are very polite.” Yang Jing looked at him and asked, “How are you talking in the back room?”

 Jiang Wang immediately turned sideways: "Come to my courtyard!"

Fortunately, Chongxuan Sheng is not here today, otherwise he might come to stir things up. The fact that his shadow guard was beaten in Biwu County made him very unhappy.

 The two of them walked into the courtyard, front and back.

Yang Jing didn’t even say a word of greetings, he simply said: “Gongsun Yu is dead.”

Jiang Wang was suddenly startled: "How did you die?"

“I don’t know.” Yang Jing said, “That’s why I came to Zi.”

Linzi is so big!

 There are so many dignitaries!

Yang Jing’s plain words conveyed the feeling of a lonely man with thousands of troops marching alone.

 It seems that he and Gongsun Yu are really very good friends.

 Jiang Wang said seriously: "It has absolutely nothing to do with me. I promise that I had no knowledge of his death."

Yang Jing said: "Otherwise I wouldn't come to your house alone."

 It seems that he has already checked it in private...

Jiang Wang thought for a while and then asked: "When did you die?"

Yang Jingdao: "After you left, I went to stay with him for a while. At that time, he was in good condition and was still reading. When I arranged a new hermitage the next morning and went to pick him up, there was no one there.

.There were no external injuries, Tongtian Palace, and the five palaces were all shattered and he died."

“What did your brother say?” Jiang Wang asked.

Yang Luo, the governor of Biwu County, is undoubtedly a figure with great political weight. If we can take advantage of his influence...

Yang Jing said quietly: "Gongsun Yu is my friend, not my brother's friend."

“I made a mistake.” Jiang Wang admitted that he was wrong.

 But in fact, the murderer of Gongsun Yu’s death is not difficult to guess.

The people who would kill Gongsun Yu at this time were just a few groups of people who wanted to find out the truth and those who wanted to cover up the truth.

Since Jiang Wang did not take action himself, only the people from Lin Youxie's side, Zheng Shangming's side, and the real culprit of Concubine Lei's assassination were left.

"I asked someone to investigate. The case you are supervising recently is the death case of Feng Guzhi, the eunuch in charge of the Changsheng Palace." Yang Jing asked directly: "I want to ask you, what does this case have to do with Gongsun Yu?"

Is it related? Why did you go to Biwu County so hard to find him?"

Without knowing the specific circumstances of the case, his question went straight to the key. Because the murderer was probably from Biwu County for the same reason as Jiang Wang.

"Gongsun Yu was a confidant of His Royal Highness Eleven and a frequent visitor to the Changsheng Palace. I went to Biwu County specifically to ask him some questions about the Changsheng Palace." Jiang Wang said seriously: "I don't know the specific details of the case.

It's convenient for me to tell you. But if you can help provide some clues, maybe I can find the real culprit faster."

Yang Jing was noncommittal and asked: "With your current status, power and responsibilities, why did you go to Biwu County to investigate the case secretly? This case is probably not as simple as the death of Feng Gu. Who are you against?

?Is anyone spying on you secretly? Is it possible that the murderer was Gongsun Yu who tracked you down and found him?"

Jiang Wang was glad that Chongxuan Sheng was not here at first, but now he wished that the fat man was here.

Yang Jingzhen is not a simple character!

Many people rumored that he was just a fledgling under the wings of his brother Yang Luo, but after personal contact, Jiang Wang found that this man was clearly well-founded, courageous and resourceful.

  Not only can he take care of his friendship with Gongsun Yu, but he can also try to put aside his responsibilities so as not to affect his brother who is the county guard. He can also get close to the core of the problem with keen eyesight...

 Speaking of the fact that he intentionally left his brother alone, did he also sense the danger in this matter?

After thinking carefully for a while, Jiang Wangcai said: "I really can't tell the details of the case. This is Qingpai's rule. As for the possibility you mentioned... I really can't rule it out. Brother Yang, please don't worry. Gongsun Yu's death,

I will definitely give you an explanation."

"Gongsun Yu was my friend and died in my manor." Yang Jing said quietly: "I came to Zi to give myself an explanation."

"Then you should cooperate with me." Jiang Wang said sincerely: "The murderer killed Gongsun Yu probably because he knew something. I am responsible for supervising the handling of the Changsheng Palace case throughout the whole process. I am in Beiya and in the court.

There are people everywhere. Chong Xuan Sheng lives in my house, Shimen Li and I are close friends, Yan Fu is my best friend, Zheng Shangming and I have a deep friendship... No matter who the murderer is or what forces are involved,

I will definitely get to the bottom of it and find out the truth."

Jiang Wang kept pulling at the tiger's skin here, and he didn't know which words touched Yang Jing.

 After being silent for a while, he finally said: "But Gongsun Yu didn't tell me anything."

“Just say what you know.” Jiang Wang said quickly.

 “Where do you want to start?”

 Jiang Wang thought for a while and asked, "When was his tongue cut off?"

"On New Year's Eve last year, Gongsun Yu came to see me..." Yang Jing said slowly: "At that time, his tongue had been severed."

 New Year's Eve in the year 3918 of the Dao calendar was the period of war between Zhuang and Yong...

 I have worked hard and walked all the way without stopping, and today I suddenly realized that so many things have happened this year.

Of course, Jiang Wang could not forget that rainy night, never. But obviously, on that New Year's Eve, the story that changed Gongsun Yu's life had also happened.

 What happened in the Changsheng Palace on New Year's Eve in the year 3918 of the Dao calendar?

“How did it break?” Jiang Wang asked.

 “That’s what I asked him at the time...”

Yang Jing looked at the texture of the stone table and fell into memories: "It was snowing that night, very heavy snow. I drank too much and went back to my room alone. He was waiting for me in my yard. I was very happy. What could be better than

What makes me happier when my friend comes to see you on a snowy night? I asked him if he wanted to drink. I said that I hunted a very fat deer. I said that a famous guy came to the city a few days ago. He has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. You are here just in time.

I scolded him so much...but he just opened his mouth and showed me his severed tongue."

“What’s going on? I asked him what was going on. He didn’t respond at all.”

"I was very anxious and angry. I said I wanted to kill people, and I had to kill a few people. My heart was burning like a fire!"

"The yard was covered with snow. He squatted down and wrote a line on the snow. I have been sensitive to my tongue all my life, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to stop talking, so I cut off my tongue to clarify my intention. I will never speak again in this life."

“That line was quickly covered in snow, and he never communicated with me again.”
To be continued...