Hua Zhen shook his head. "I don't know either. When Miss Yunlan first came to Yandu, she wanted to ask Martial Saint Fang Tianhua to help her seek justice, but unfortunately, Fang Tianhua also met a tragic end. Some people say that the death of Alliance Leader Fang was also caused by your mother's madness. At that time, the entire martial arts world was hunting down your mother. Your mother returned to the capital several times to try to find evidence, and fought countless times during that time. Who injured her is probably still a mystery now!"

Lin Yu frowned, his eyes sharpening. "If you don't know, why are you covering up all the clues?"

If someone hadn't wanted to cover this up, Feng Jiu wouldn't have had to run out of clues halfway through her investigation.

But how many people in Yandu possess this kind of strength?

Now it seems that it is most likely related to the Divine Blood Family!

Hua Zhen quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand. The reason the Divine Blood Family did this is actually to protect Miss Yun! The Divine Blood Family has always had doubts about Miss Yun's madness! They didn't intend to take advantage of her misfortune!"

"The ones who truly wanted to kill Miss Yun were actually the ancient martial arts families! Given the circumstances at the time, if they had found out Miss Yun's whereabouts, her life would have been in grave danger! Moreover, if the Divine Blood Family hadn't let her off the hook, do you think she could have escaped beyond the Great Wall so easily?"

Lin Yu was stunned.

Think about it carefully.

Hua Zhen's statement is reasonable.

At least for now, he has not found any flaws.

However, in his heart, he still couldn't believe that his mother was a madwoman.

The events of that year were far more complex than they initially thought!

The ancient martial arts family's pursuit of the mother was by no means solely for seeking justice for the Duanmu family.

Because at that time, my mother was holding a priceless treasure: the Qiankun Fan!

It's highly likely that the ancient martial arts family wants the treasure map on the Qiankun Fan!

He'll go south sooner or later to get to the bottom of this!

call!

Lin Yu took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

Looking at the Grand Secretary and Hua Zhen again, he couldn't help but say, "You're telling me all this, but your purpose isn't so simple, is it?"

According to Hua Zhen's previous statement, the Southern Ancient Martial Arts and the Northern Divine Blood have been in opposition for thousands of years. Originally, the marriage of his maternal grandparents eased the tension between the two sides. However, now that the Yun and Ao families have both been destroyed, the bond between the two sides has been severed, and the relationship will most likely return to what it was before. It may even be more tense than before.

The Grand Secretary did not deny it, but sighed and said, "You're right. In recent years, the influence of ancient martial arts has infiltrated the core of the financial system and gradually gained control of the nation's lifeline. This has led to a widening gap between the North and the South!"

"Originally, this wouldn't have been a problem. The important thing is that they are too lenient with their descendants and collateral branches. The negative impact of their foreign policy, capitalist mindset, and dominant values ​​is enormous! They turn a blind eye to the infiltration of external forces, and there are even traitors among some of the ancient martial arts collateral branches! They have been completely corrupted by capitalism and are numb to it!"

"Even in some affluent areas, a distorted value system and a sense of superiority have developed. Some people collude with the United States and Japan, harm their own people, and leak domestic secrets. This is intolerable!"

The Grand Secretary said calmly, "Based on five thousand years of experience, we have concluded that if we want to continue to grow stronger, then power must be centralized! If we allow them to continue to run rampant, in just a few years, our dragon will be devoured, our civilization will be dismembered, and everything our ancestors worked so hard for will be destroyed in an instant!"

When he said these words, the Grand Secretary's eyes showed deep worry and exhaustion.

Even in a high position, one should still be concerned about the people!

He was seriously ill, yet he had to work until midnight every day, and even lying in bed, he still found it difficult to sleep.

Lin Yu nodded.

He deeply understood what the Grand Secretary was saying.

The world has changed.

I don't know when it started, but it's been changing subtly.

Like a frog being slowly boiled in lukewarm water.

By the time it was discovered, the disease was already terminal.

Society as a whole is obsessed with money and fawns over capital. Moral values ​​are declining.

This is certainly due to human nature, but it is also inseparable from external influences and the influence of capital.

Lin Yu slowly picked up the token on the table and said, "Thank you for telling me about my mother. As a citizen of Great Xia, I will never allow anything to harm my country! I will accept this imperial inspector position!"

Seeing Lin Yu's determined gaze, the elder was overjoyed, and the weight in his heart was finally lifted.

"Young man, I knew I hadn't misjudged you! In this era, there aren't many people who recognize their ancestors and have a sense of mission..."

...

It was already dark when I came out of the compound.

Lin Yu refused Hua Zhen's offer to see him off and left Beijing alone.

Swish swish swish!

As soon as they arrived outside the city, a group of tough-looking figures appeared, their faces tense.

Feng Jiu was the first to walk over. "Young Marshal, are you alright?"

Lin Yu shook his head blankly.

They continued walking towards the outskirts of the city.

Feng Jiu was very confused. Having followed the Pavilion Master for so long, this was the first time she had ever seen him so absent-minded.

However, he didn't dare ask. He could only silently follow behind with his men.

After leaving the city, they arrived at a high hill, where Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back.

Gazing at the setting sun on the horizon.

Close your eyes, and the sunlight falls on your face, so gentle, like a mother's hand.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and his eyes had regained their luster.

Upon seeing this, Feng Jiu quickly came over. "Young Marshal, did you have an unpleasant conversation with the Grand Secretary?"

Lin Yu shook his head and took out a red token.

Feng Jiu's eyes widened in surprise, "This... the Imperial Inspector of Eight Prefectures? Young Marshal, you've been promoted!"

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