Xie Changyan watched his tears drip into the cup, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

She was unable to question why the Supreme Emperor whitewashed the peace so much back then.

She was unable to determine whether the result of such a treatment was correct or wrong.

I always feel that things in the world should not be like this. At least, the laws of nature are clear, and grievances are just as unfair as grievances.

But now that she finally knows the truth, what can she blame?

Shouldn’t you blame Zhanghua for hiding in Fang Qingchi’s carriage?

Are you blaming the Dayan imperial examination system for inaccurately leading the wolf into the house?

Blame the deputy general of Binzhou for being stupid and obedient as accomplices of the tiger?

Or do you blame the tutor for coming too late?

Tracing the root cause, it seems that only the Fang Qingchi and Ruyimen can be blamed.

Zhanghua looked at Xie Changyan, his eyes flashed, and suddenly said, "But I'm not willing."

Xie Changyan raised his head and looked back at him straight.

"I was unwilling to give up, so that night, I walked into the prison where Fang Qingchi was imprisoned and killed him with the dagger he brought back from the ship."

Xie Changyan's breathing stagnated, and then, fresh air continued to pour into her breath, miraculously repelling her sense of powerlessness.

"I killed him, and I didn't wait for my aunt to come back. That was the first time and the only time I... killed someone with my own hands." After tasting the taste of murder, I realized the pain and the weight will last forever.

"Your Majesty..." Xie Changyan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently held Zhanghua's hand. These hands were these hands that avenged her father.

"After my aunt returned to China, she welcomed the body of the prince-consort Liang Tuo. She was happily trying to tell him that she was five months pregnant... After she knew the causes and consequences, she only asked me one sentence: 'Does Qingchi die?' I replied: 'General Xie is watching in the sky.' Since then, she has never spoken to me again."

He and the eldest princess have been separated from each other and have not been repaired yet.

But Xie Changyan burst into tears because of Zhanghua's words, "General Xie is watching in the sky."

The carriage was quiet for a long time, and the curtains swayed with the bumps, just like Xie Changyan's ups and downs at the moment. She had a lot of things to say, but didn't know how to say it.

In the end, Zhanghua spoke first: "From that day, I decided to... eradicate the Ruyi Sect."

Xie Changyan's heart trembled and he raised his eyes.

In his sight, Zhanghua's expression was extremely solemn and serious, but because of the clarity, he became close and gentle: "In addition to Ruyimen, we must first abandon King Cheng, and in addition to this, we must also pull out the Ruyi minions in Yan."

For this goal, Adou transformed himself into a good word - "Saintly Mo Yang, Good Words Kong Zhang".

He worked hard to govern and lie dormant for ten years. Within ten years, his national strength increased greatly, surpassing the Three Kingdoms and becoming the leader of the prefecture.

After he ascended the throne, he even used an iron fist to eliminate the Pang Yue clans associated with the Ruyi Sect and uprooted the Ruyi branch that had been nailed to Yan State for decades.

However, this is only the beginning.

Change taxes, open canals, promote imperial examinations, strengthen naval forces, and everything is moving forward in an orderly manner.

"Luckily, in the process, I found an allies." Zhanghua said this, but showed a little sadness, "He is... Feng Xiaoya."

Xie Changyan was a little puzzled. Although Feng Xiaoya’s reputation is famous, she is weak and powerless. What kind of help can it help His Majesty?

Zhanghua's eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked at her: "Do you know why you can leave Yujing safely and have no one to find fault with you all the way?"

Xie Changyan was stunned. He followed his intentions. Could it be that someone was going to deal with him? Is it Qiu Jiang?

At this moment, she discovered something - after the carriage left Wan Yulin, she went up the road and came to a peak.

Although it was the end of March, the spring scenery had not reached here. The trees on the top of the mountain were still withering, and some uncooked snow remained. Yujing was already dry and cold, but this peak was obviously much colder than the foot of the mountain.

Among the withered trees, there is a high wall. There is a family on the peak? Could it be another seclusion place for the Supreme Emperor?

Seeing her confusion, Zhanghua answered: "We are here now, Taohe Villa, the family garden of the Taifu. He once said that although he is in a high position, he is above ten thousand people, but the officialdom is beneficial to hide the dirt and dirt. Therefore, after he puts his scales into wings, he wants to live here and enjoy the coldness of the high place."

Xie Changyan was eager to say, "Mr. Feng is noble and noble, and he is indeed an example in the world."

However, Zhanghua's expression suddenly became sad, and he looked ahead calmly and did not speak anymore.

Xie Changyan didn't know what he said wrong, and was nervous. At this time, the carriage stopped in front of the door and Taohe Villa arrived.

An old woman in her seventies was waiting by the door. When she saw the two bowing and greeting them in.

The scenery inside the village is very desolate.

The moss and yellow leaves in the yard are scattered and the walls are scattered. Obviously, they are negligent in cleaning and care. Moreover, along the way, no one has been seen except this staggering old woman.

After Lord Feng retired, did he really live here?

The old woman walked to the gate of a courtyard, stopped and bowed and left, without saying anything from beginning to end.

There were several stones built together beside the courtyard wall. Zhanghua waved to Xie Changyan and climbed up the wall while stepping on the stone.

Xie Changyan followed him with suspicion, looked at him with a shock—

There was only a lonely cottage in the yard, and there was no view in the yard. The window was open, and a woman sat by the window, staring blankly at the desolate scenery, motionless.

——This person is nothing else, but Qiu Jiang, whom Weiling has never seen him again!

How could Qiu Jiang be here? Why didn’t she see others? The most important thing is, how could she become like this?

In Xie Changyan's memory, Qiu Jiang is a very special person. If you want to choose the beauty she has seen in her life, Qiu Jiang can rank second, second only to Xie Fanyi.

Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

Ruoguang said that Qiu Jiang was not as outstanding as his facial features, but he looked very pleasing to the eye when he was combined. And when the expression on this pleasing face was really eye-catching.

However, Qiu Jiang in the cottage was stripped of all expressions, like a stiff puppet with a loss of lift, without any anger.

"Your peace, thank her." Zhanghua whispered, "It was her who told her aunts and the others that you left Yujing, you are just an ant and are not worth wasting any effort."

Xie Changyan was stunned, and then he was shocked. Qiu Jiang was sitting on the fence of the stable, with her long legs swaying and smiling. Compared with the person in front of him at this moment, it seemed like a different life.

"What's wrong with her?"

Zhanghua was silent for a moment before answering: "She is a disciple of Ruyi Sect. Moreover, she is one of the seven treasures... agate."

Xie Changyan was shocked.
Chapter completed!