Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Suddenly yelled at...
Jiang Wan felt a little aggrieved at being yelled at so suddenly. But when she looked up and saw Wen Shen's watery eyes, the grievance in her heart instantly dissipated without a trace, leaving only a soft feeling.
She was always eloquent, but now she was at a loss. She could only hug him silently and gently stroke his back like coaxing a child.
"Um... I didn't mean it. No, I did mean it, but oops." Jiang Wan slapped his head in frustration, not daring to look him in the face.
She paused for a moment, finally repairing the disconnected speech system: "I mean, the situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't have time to think too much. It's just... I just felt that you couldn't die."
"I can't accept your death, just like when you took Boss Xuan's blow just now at the cave entrance to protect me." Jiang Wan clutched the corner of Wen Shen's clothes and said softly, "But I will try to be more rational from now on. Can you...can you not be angry?"
After saying these words, she looked at him cautiously. She had a strong personality, never willing to give in, and had never been able to coax anyone. She had racked her brains to come up with these words, and she didn't know if they would work.
Soon she was no longer worried - the big golden retriever was unexpectedly easy to coax, and when he heard the words "I can't accept your death", he raised his head and looked at her eagerly, his wet eyes shining, covering up the grievance.
Jiang Wanxu hugged him, put his arm around his back and gently patted his back. This posture made the two of them particularly close. When Wen Shen raised his head, the tip of his nose almost touched her lips.
The scent of pine wood filled her nose, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She reflexively let go of Wen Shen.
Sitting down against the stone next to her, she could still feel the thumping of her heartbeat.
Wen Shen hesitated and moved closer to her, saying, "Before the Hundred Flowers Banquet, I went to the Huguo Temple."
Jiang Wan was stunned: "Why are you suddenly talking about this?"
Wen Shen: "The abbot of the temple is said to be very accurate in fortune-telling. I asked him about your origins."
"Such an important matter is at hand, and yet you're bothered to ask about this." Jiang Wan snorted, "Why, do you suspect my background is fake?"
"No, no." Wen Shen was a little panicked. "It's not about your background, it's about where you came from. I've never understood how you managed to open the locked box in the study that day when you went to Jing'an Marquis' Mansion, and where did you hide the letter to avoid being searched?"
"Your reaction to my handwriting was different from a few years ago. I wondered if you were the same Jiang Wan from before the He Guo case. So after returning to Beijing, I specifically checked your whereabouts since exile, hoping to see if there was anything suspicious."
Jiang Wan was startled. At noon in Kunning Palace, she had sensed his probing, but she hadn't expected him to be checking on her so early.
"The investigation results are negative, but I still feel that something must have happened to you... perhaps it's something that cannot be discovered by human power. I can only ask the abbot." Wen Shen paused, observing her expression carefully, "The abbot said that you are not in the cycle of reincarnation."
Jiang Wan's expression was thoughtful. She hadn't expected this answer—if the abbot's divination was accurate, it would indicate that she was a "person from another world," or a spirit possessing the original owner. If the abbot couldn't, then he could just make up a few seemingly profound words to fool her.
She was inclined to think that this abbot was quite something. As for why he wasn't in the cycle of reincarnation, she hadn't figured it out either.
Generally speaking, reincarnation in Buddhism refers to the process of life and death, in which the soul is reborn as another person after death, and the cycle of life and death continues.
Jiang Wan had a vague feeling that this might be related to the system's 3000-point threshold. Once he was done with overturning the verdict, he could go to Huguo Temple and ask around. If that didn't work, he could wait until he had accumulated 3000 points, and perhaps he'd find the answer.
There was no rush for these. Jiang Wan pulled himself out of his thoughts, only to hear Wen Shen ask cautiously, "You can still perform the Earth Spirit Ritual, you..."
Jiang Wan suddenly felt a little nervous. Did he guess that he had traveled from the present world, occupied someone else's body, and even cheated with the system?
Then, based on the cognition of this time and space, would he regard her as a monster? Would he hate her?
Jiang Wan thought, if she hadn't turned into an ultrasound detector in front of her, she could still argue for a while.
"Are you a goddess who came down to earth to experience trials and tribulations, but secretly retained your magic?" Wen Shen stared at her expectantly.
"Pfft..." Jiang Wan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the tension in her heart dissipated. She reached out and gently poked his forehead, her voice full of laughter: "I haven't listened to such boring stories since I was five years old."
"Actually, I am..."
Jiang Wan's lips were still moving, but no sound came out. Realizing this, she quickly closed her mouth, a chill creeping down her spine. As her eyes closed uncontrollably, she subconsciously grabbed Wen Shen's hand.
The system voice in my mind became sharp: "Warning! Warning! The host must not reveal the existence of this system, nor the identity of the traverser, otherwise you will be immediately wiped out!"
She was forced into the system just now, and it was not until the system broadcast ended that she regained control of her eyelids and slowly opened her eyes.
Wen Shen's palms were broad and warm, gradually soothing the fear brought to her by the system.
Looking at the face in front of her that was so beautiful that it was hard to describe in words, she tilted her head slightly, her tone tinged with a hint of grievance: "...Can you please not ask?"
He wrapped her cold little hand with his warm palm and said softly, "Okay."
After a pause, he added, "I'm here."
"Then don't tell anyone else. Just the two of us know, okay?" Jiang Wan felt a slight warmth in his heart, and the uneasiness gradually faded away. "Otherwise, I'll be in trouble."
Wen Shen looked at her, with something sticky in his eyes. The evening breeze from the mountains blowing through the treetops could not blow away his gaze that was sticky to her.
Jiang Wan's cheeks felt hot when he looked at her. She couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to lower her head, but he held her chin with one hand, so she had to continue looking at him.
Wen Shen said: "Miss Jiang, I like you."
Jiang Wan stared at him blankly, not saying a word.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Wen Shen was like a prisoner waiting for trial. Every second he waited was a second of suffering.
"I... I am not in the cycle of reincarnation, and I can't tell you who I am. Do you still want to be with me?" Jiang Wan said.
So that's what you're worried about. Wen Shen heaved a sigh of relief and looked at her seriously: "Yes."
"No matter who you are, I want you."
He didn't know how long it took, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the Jinyiwei's firelight approaching from the foot of the mountain. His anxiety grew, and he even began to think about how to save himself.
Suddenly, someone hugged her waist tightly. Jiang Wan buried her head in his chest and murmured "hmm".
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Shen Jianqing led 10,000 imperial guards to search the mountain and found a secret passage halfway up the mountain, where many prohibited weapons were placed.
The Imperial Guards carried the weapons out, and people from the Ministry of Justice were counting the number of weapons nearby. The old Shangshu Wei Jingming, who was nearly sixty years old, wiped his sweat and directed the work.
An hour earlier, he had been enjoying dinner at home when he suddenly received an imperial edict, stating that an important matter required him to immediately bring his men to the palace. Terrified, he abandoned his unfinished West Lake vinegar fish and, without even changing into his court attire, donned his moon-white casual attire, summoned a few men on duty at the Ministry of Justice, and rushed to King Zhou's palace.
As a result, when he arrived at the palace gate, the old minister was shocked again.
Ten thousand Imperial Guards were arrayed in neat rows outside the palace, all mounted and fully armed. Outside the square formation, the Imperial Guards' commander, Lord Gao, and the Jinyiwei's commander, Lord Shen, were talking in low voices, their expressions serious.
The old minister's heart was pounding. What kind of serious case would require the dispatch of ten thousand imperial guards?
Seeing him approach, Lord Gao bowed and saluted from his horse. "Time is pressing, so I'll have to ask Minister Wei to ride with me. I'll tell you the details on the way."
Then Wei Jingming heard about the biggest case in his 30-year official career.
The third prince hid thousands of private soldiers in Fangshan.
It's said that this was discovered by Uncle Wen and Lord Shen. Uncle Wen personally went up the mountain to search for the hidden troops and hasn't come down yet. When His Majesty learned of this, he immediately dispatched 10,000 Imperial Guards, accompanied by the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Guard, to investigate the situation, demonstrating the importance His Majesty attached to this matter.
The crime of harboring private soldiers is a serious one, a crime of conspiracy to rebel. Without absolute certainty and definitive evidence, no one would dare bring a case before the Emperor. Since Shen Jianqing dared to request a thorough investigation, there must be a basis for it. This matter is of grave importance, and His Majesty must be concerned about the truth. However, since the imperial edict did not explicitly state an investigation, His Majesty still has a desire to protect the Third Prince.
Moreover, both the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Guards had the function of investigating cases. The Imperial Guards were directly under the Emperor's command and therefore had greater trust from His Majesty. Yet His Majesty still summoned him, which showed that His Majesty didn't quite believe the Third Prince had any intention of rebellion.
Although the latter did not have the title of crown prince, he was already known to all the court officials as the future crown prince. It was just that due to His Majesty's young age, there was no intention to appoint him as the crown prince for the time being.
The throne will be his sooner or later, so what reason does he have to rebel?
Wei Jingming, having taken the position of Minister of Justice, could at least guess about 70% of the emperor's thoughts. After pondering the emperor's intentions, he had a rough idea in his mind.
But seeing the weapons hidden in the secret passage in person still shocked him. There were thousands of swords, guns, spears, and shields. Also hidden in the secret passage were armor, rations, fodder, medicine, bandages, and more. He couldn't imagine any other possibility besides training a private army.
Furthermore, the purchase, transportation, and confidentiality costs of these materials are extremely high, and the weapons have a shelf life of nearly five years at most. This also rules out the possibility of a frame-up—who would spend so much energy and financial resources, and spend five years planning this?
Minister Wei was here to count the items in the secret passage, while the Imperial Guards went up the mountain to capture the private soldiers. Shen Jianqing was supposed to go with them, but he was worried about Wen Shen and his subordinates, so he asked General Gao to go ahead and he led dozens of people to search for Wen Shen.
Then he saw Miss Jiang and her brother who was grinning foolishly beside a rock.
The trees around Wen Shen were cut down by his powerful internal force. Eight people were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive. They had obviously experienced a fierce fight.
Wen Shen's arms were wrapped in blood-stained cloth, but he seemed oblivious to it and just kept on grinning foolishly at Miss Jiang.
Shen Jianqing looked down at the two people's clasped hands in front of him, and a question mark slowly appeared above his head.
How could a fool confess his love right after killing someone and being covered in blood? The key is that he succeeded!
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