They galloped out of the city and reached the plain. Chao Haisheng dismounted and knelt heavily facing southwest.
He Yanting was a step behind him and knelt silently beside him.
In this direction, his master's wife and younger brother are buried.
Chao Haisheng buried them back in his hometown.
"You go to worship every year, right?"
Chao Haisheng suddenly spoke.
"Yes," He Yanting said softly, "I'm afraid you'll see us, so it's late at night."
Chao Haisheng didn't say anything else.
This is precisely the reason why his murderous intent towards He Yanting has weakened. No murderer would offer sacrifices to the people he killed year after year, day after day, and be so devout.
It’s all because he doesn’t know people well!
If he had seen through those people's evil ambitions earlier, none of this would have happened. Even if they died miserably now, what difference did it make? His Xuniang and A Yuan would never come back.
…
Xiao Chuji was carried here by a captain, and Jiang Kang'an was stunned for a long time before he reacted.
The captain abandoned his men and ran away. Xiao Chuji's face turned red with humiliation, and he kept drooping his head, intending to bury it in his chest and suffocate himself to death.
Now when Jiang Kangan looked at Xiao Chuji, there was no longer any ripple in his heart.
But he wasn't magnanimous enough to let him go just like that.
After watching for a while, Jiang Kangan said slowly: "Then let you go through what I went through before and that's it."
Jiang Kangan had him sent to a secret manor, where he kept a close eye on him and did not allow him to commit suicide.
With his legs paralyzed and unable to get out of bed, Xiao Chuji bit his tongue several times, but was discovered and rescued in time. Later, the guards tied a cloth in his mouth. Anyway, he didn't need to talk to anyone.
…
When Jiang Zhiyu heard the news that Xing Maozhi was injured, he first went to the Xing Mansion to see him, prescribed some medicine, and used the emperor's money to comfort Xing's wounded heart. Then he went to the imperial prison.
When Ayiduo saw her, she mumbled some Southern Gu dialect, and her expression showed that she was cursing very dirty. After she had satisfied herself, she said in Tianqi dialect: "You untrustworthy Tianqi people!"
Jiang Zhiyu: "I promised not to stop you, and I didn't tell anyone else. Besides, my eldest brother was guarding the door, so I really didn't know anything."
She was already prepared to come back and see the chaotic situation, and she was thinking of taking the opportunity to have a drink.
Who would have thought that not only was Ayiduo unable to do anything, but her personal freedom was also restricted.
"I've always been very curious. The Wu clan originated during Pangu's nirvana, and their origins lie in the heavens and the earth. Their witchcraft is so powerful that it can reach the heavens. And you, on the other hand, master the art of resurrecting the dead. Logically, the inheritance and memories are all there. How did you let witchcraft gradually decline?"
These words were like a poke in Ayiduo's lungs, and she exploded instantly!
"Everything requires talent, and witchcraft is no different. Furthermore, witchcraft requires not only talent but also a strong constitution. Do you think it's easy to find someone like that?"
"Do you still remember your childhood?"
"Can you remember trivial things so clearly?"
"If it's been like this for more than a decade, what about hundreds or thousands of years?"
She gripped the railing tightly, her fingertips turning white. "Since you also know witchcraft, what will I do to you if you just let me go?"
"Your physique and talent are both excellent. If you are willing to learn, you will definitely open up a new world!"
Jiang Zhiyu looked at her with a half-smile: "That's all. I'm afraid that before I can finish learning, someone will take over my body and revive me."
Ayiduo's smile was uglier than crying: "How could it be? Reincarnation requires a ceremony. If no one performs the ceremony, even if I have great abilities, I can't take possession of it out of thin air."
Jiang Zhiyu nodded suddenly, and said loudly: "Then your Majesty will be relieved."
Ayido was stunned as the emperor slowly walked out from the darkness.
"Are you plotting against me?" Ayiduo glared at Jiang Zhiyu.
"It's just a few words, how can it be called a conspiracy?" Jiang Zhiyu smiled and suggested to the emperor: "If Your Majesty is still worried, I have another solution."
After hearing so much, the emperor was no longer worried, but he still cooperated and asked, "What's the solution?"
"Resurrection, resurrection, as long as she is not dead, where does the soul come from? I think this place is good, enough for her to live to be a hundred years old."
Aiduo looked at her in disbelief: "Bitch! What did you say?!"
The emperor looked at her with disdain. "Let's do as Zhiyu says, but this enchantress is known for her ability to charm people. Order them to build walls around these walls, leaving only a small opening. Bring her water and food every day to ensure she survives. That's enough."
Ayiduo's eyes showed fear.
"If she's sick, give her one of these pills. If she insists on being taken away, just ignore her. Do you understand?"
The jailers responded in unison.
Ayiduo's eyes also changed from panic to fear and despair.
“No…don’t…”
"I'll give you whatever you want, just don't lock me up!"
"Come back! Come back!"
…
The other Nan Gu people and Dai Qin were all executed. Jiang Zhiyu pleaded for Casas. Considering Casas's merits, the emperor sent someone to Nan Gu to convey the news to him. That night, Casas left Nan Gu.
He Yanting listened to Jiang Zhiyu talk about what she saw and heard in Nan Gu. When he heard the end, his eyes changed.
Jiang Zhiyu keenly sensed his change and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Wuming, didn't go with you?"
"Who is that?" Jiang Zhiyu was even more confused than him, and had obviously forgotten.
He Yanting: “…”
After explaining Wuming's origins in a few words and mentioning his request for Wuming to follow, Jiang Zhiyu waved his hand and said, "It was just me and my second brother when we left. He probably saw that I didn't know and ran away."
"Just run away, it's not a big deal."
He Yanting narrowed his eyes slightly.
Life returned to peace. After the Wala side was settled, Jiang Wenjing and Xiao Lingyu returned to Beijing to report on their work. He Yanting, who had signed the non-aggression agreement, was also present. When the ministers heard about the non-aggression agreement, they immediately began to condemn it, but they were all blocked by He Yanting.
"Although the battle against the Oirat wasn't a disastrous one, it was a protracted one. Furthermore, if the other two countries had joined forces at the time, whether they could have defeated the Oirat, and how long it would have taken, remains unknown. Lord Liu speaks so righteously, could it be that he's confident enough to use an army of tens of thousands to fight against the combined might of the three Mobei tribes?"
Lord Liu choked suddenly.
"Continue to pursue the victory. Are we pursuing victory or a trap? You all far away in Shengjing seem to know it much more clearly than I, a general on the battlefield."
"If your skills on the battlefield were as good as your current skills in talking, then what would He have to do? Tianqi would have unified the world long ago. Or, in ten years, you could go to the battlefield and fight in person?"
After hearing these words, the ministers who had been so passionate just now suddenly became silent and dared not even to breathe.
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