Ji Xianzhi handed over the silk book in his hand.

Ning Nanyou frowned and opened the silk book tied by a thin rope. A line of beautiful fonts came into view.

"Lord, it has been several months since he left, and now it is time to go to this book. Kuaiji Water Pavilion is fine. I have nothing to do with it. I have been guarding the miscellaneous things in Guanzhong and have entered Qianji. Although it is difficult to find the old friend's file, I also find something. Now I learned that Jiang Chengyi's name is Mengzhi, who visited Luoyang in the name of the Pavilion Master. I used a trick and got a secret from Xue Bi. At the end of the third year of Yongning, Dou Xunen's death was a little strange, so I led Qianji to visit everywhere. I hope you know."

Ning Nan was worried and caused a stir. Yan Chunniang's message made him confirm his guess half a month ago.

Sure enough, the reason why Dou Xunfen used Cheng Yue and Sun Chi to force Zhao Fu to attack him was related to Dou Xunen, who died at the hands of a bandit.

Seeing that Ning Nanyou's face was not good, Ji Xianzhi thought Yan Chunniang had sent back some bad news, so he hurriedly asked, "But is there any abnormal movement in Kuaiji Water Pavilion?"

Seeing Uncle Ji’s face full of worry, Ning Nanyou shook his head and said, “No. Uncle Ji, why did Anping Hou want to kill me? I think there is a conclusion about this matter.”

Ji Xianzhi was stunned and was about to continue asking, but Ning Nanyou handed the silk book back.

He hurriedly took it and looked carefully.

After a while, Ji Xianzhi had goose bumps in his heart. He stared at the three words Dou Xunen written in Yan Chunniang's silk book. He couldn't help but think of the old things that happened back then, and his guesses made him even more and more shocked.

"Zhou Yuancheng said that the Qianji Office of the Shui Pavilion was almost the news that Ye Kong Pavilion received with him. Knowing that Anping Hou Dou Xunfen secretly attacked you. In this way... Shui Pavilion is now looking for the incident of Dou Xunen being killed by bandits on his way home from the suburbs of Luoyang, seventeen years ago... It is also related to Anping Hou?" Ji Xianzhi asked.

Ning Nanyou nodded and said, "If it doesn't matter, there is no need for Qianji to check the old story of Dou Xunen's murder."

He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, and the questions in his heart became deeper and deeper.

Why did Dou Xunfen attack him?

What is the mystery about the events back then?

"Uncle Ji... I'm sending a message to Jianye and ordered Zhou Yuancheng to carefully investigate Dou Xunen's death." Ning Nanyou was eager to know the answer, and the light in his eyes darkened, deep and unpredictable.

Ji Xianzhi nodded in a hurry, then bowed and mentioned something: "Don't the lord want to know... why in a small town like Quanling, there is a volume of ancient books "Tianrui" treasured by Mr. Shen? The old slave searches for them have resulted."

Ning Nanyou's expression immediately became nervous and asked urgently: "But sir has been here recently?"

Ji Xianzhi nodded and replied: "Master Shen has indeed come to Quanling."

Ning Nanyou looked happy, his eyes shone, and he asked carefully for a moment: "Where is the sir now?"

"Master Shen..." Speaking of this, Ji Xianzhi suddenly hesitated, and saw Ning Nanyou's anxious expression, and then said: "Master Shen is now... it is Changshan Hou Jiacheng..."

This made Ning Nanyou stunned and immediately denied: "No way! How could he go to Mingyuan Mansion to be the headmaster? The husband and his father have had a quarrel... He has been extremely disgusted with the actions of our three brothers over the years... How could he be willing to serve his third brother?"

"Lord, the Battle of Quanling... Master Shen and Marquis of Changshan were in Zhang's private residence... The old slave has found out. At this moment, Master Zhao was exiled because Marquis of Changshan... He also followed him to the bitter and cold land of Youzhou border..." Ji Xianzhi told the man in front of him the content of the file presented on Ye Kong Pavilion intact. Seeing his disbelief and panic, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Don't think too much about lord... Maybe Master Chen just wants to stare at Marquis Changshan for his lord..."

Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes and said to himself: "Mr. I'm afraid I'm not helping me stare at Ning Nankun."

His lost appearance made Ji Xianzhi sigh slightly.

"There must be his reason for Master Chen to do this... The lord is suspicious and thoughtful, but he will misinterpret the Master's intention."

"Uncle Ji, I insisted on investigating the teacher's case back then. I used all means to kill many people. The husband was very disappointed with me, thinking that I had never inherited the teacher's legacy... nor did I learn a trace of kindness from the teacher. Later, I insisted on avenging the teacher... and put all my efforts into making arrangements... so that the husband could no longer bear it, and forced him to go to Jizhou.

Now that the gentleman has joined my third brother's disciple, I think he is trying to stop me from taking revenge."

Ning Nanyou suddenly felt ridiculous. He looked at Ji Xianzhi with cold eyes and said lightly: "Sir, please pity those who were killed by me... But who will pity the teacher? The teacher also pity others back then... but what did you get?"

Ji Xianzhi was speechless and silent.

At the end of the second year of Yangjia, the five marquises, together with Huai Wang Ningzheng, Taiwei Deng Guozhong and the Deng clan took advantage of the general Yueqi's expedition to fight with the Qiang clan, and stole the symbols of the Changmeng army controlled by Yueqi, and ordered 50,000 troops to gather outside the capital, slander Yueqi and colluded with the Lu family, Lu family, and Murong clan to rebel. Emperor An of Wei ordered the killing of the rebel army. When the old general Yue won the Qiang clan and led his troops back to the court, he learned that the four tribes of Yue, Lu, and Murong were confiscated and destroyed. He shed tears on the deer platform and wanted to touch the pillar to follow him.

At that time, when the Huns invaded the border, no one in the Wei Dynasty fought. Yue Qi reluctantly asked for an order and wanted to fight for the crime. He rushed to Bingzhou without stopping. During the war, he died at the hands of the Hun King Ashanda. He was picked up by the brutal Huns and his right leg was cut off. His body was tied to the horse by the brutal Huns. He was dragged dozens of miles in the yellow sand, and blood was spread all over and was dismembered by the five horses.

He was obviously a loyal martyr, and he sacrificed his life on the battlefield. He guarded the city and protected the city land of ten thousand people. After his death, he was brought to the name of a traitor, his family was confiscated and his family was exterminated, and he was scolded by ten thousand people.

The head of the Lu family, the prince's tutor Lu, who had created the popularity of the capital, also died tragically in this conspiracy.

When the incident happened, Ning Nanyou was eleven years old.

My father was not happy, and my mother was seriously ill. What Ning Nanyou could rely on was Ji Xianzhi, who had been by his side since childhood, and his teacher Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's death dissipated the only light in Ning Nanyou's dark life.

After this, his heart was filled with hatred.

Ji Xianyilu came with him, seeing his pain, regret and loneliness. He could not persuade him, nor did he dare to persuade Ning Nanyou to let go of his hatred.

He knew that this was Ning Nanyou's obsession throughout his life. Ning Nanyou, who had been worn out all his hopes, could only survive in this life based on this obsession.

"If sir insists on opposing me, then let him object." Ning Nanyou suddenly laughed, and a deep chill flowed out of his dark eyes. "I must take down Deng Guozhong's head. I will let him speak to the teacher's tablet in person."

He was paranoid, dark, and even had a certain degree of pathology. The shining cold in his eyes made Ji Xianzhi tremble.

"Master." Ji Xianzhi called out, and suddenly found that there was nothing to say. He could only bear the timidity and said tremblingly, "No matter what, the old slave will be with the lord. He will never leave him."

Ning Nanyou stared at his firm expression, and his heart was slightly touched. Inexplicably, what the little girl said when he ran out to chase Jiang Chengjia that day.

"Yes! You are indeed the son of a slander! What does a good or bad person have to do with his life experience? Even if you have done something unforgivable in the past, I firmly believe that since I marry you, one day in the future, I will eventually change you."

Such words echoed in his ears, making him feel even more ridiculous.

His life was already covered with blood, and he could not be washed away in this life, and no one could save him.

After a moment, Ning Nanyou turned the ring on his thumb and said tiredly: "Uncle Ji, I'm tired. You go down."

After Ji Xianzhi retreated, Ning Nanyou calmed down alone.

After all, Chen Youzhi was both brother and friend to him. When he knew that Chen Youzhi had worshipped Ningnan Kun Mansion, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was crushed to pieces.

In this world, there is another missing person who silently supports and protects him.

...

When Jiang Chengjia came out of the South Courtyard, it was already dark. She and Li Xiangjun served Cao's illness. She had a meal at noon. Because she had not eaten in the morning, she became tired now. Her brain ached faintly, and she felt that her head wind had just stopped was about to attack again. She finally got rid of Li Xiangjun. She walked all the way to the stove and kitchen in the East Courtyard, wanting to make some food by herself.

Qianshan has not been in the room for the past two days and has been following Ji Xianzhi and Biyun to handle affairs in the mansion. I think in two days, the income and expenditure books and various documents of the whole mansion will also come to his hands. If he doesn't take advantage of this period of time, he will be afraid that there will be some headaches in the future.

She hurriedly passed by the corridor, which attracted the attention of Ning Nanyou, who was relaxing alone in the courtyard.

Seeing Jiang Chengjia hurried to the East Courtyard, Ning Nanyou knew that she had gone to make food again. But today, he had no intention of following him and taking a look.

He leaned against the stone slab under the corridor, staring at the last bit of red sun on the edge of the sky in a daze.

"Brother Zhao! Brother Zhao!"

Suddenly, a gentle call came from my ears.

He woke up and looked down at him. He saw Li Xiangjun wearing a light-colored velvet coat, wearing a scarlet fairy skirt inside, standing in front of him and looking at him nervously.

"What's wrong with you? So distraught?"

"Is it Sister Jun?" Ning Nanyou's voice was a little hoarse, and he replied tiredly, "How could Sister Jun be here?"

"Did Brother Zhao have dinner?" Li Xiangjun asked softly.

He shook his head silently.

Li Xiangjun immediately felt helpless: "Why are you so unrespectful to your health as before? Let's go, I'll take you to eat."

Ning Nanyou said lazily: "I don't have an appetite today...Sister Jun, forget it."
Chapter completed!