Jiang Zhenyu has been extremely busy ever since he discussed with Xiao Jingzhou about faking Gu Zhenbei's death.
Not only was she busy purchasing hot weapons, but she also had to compete with Cheng Xiaodong in wits and courage.
The city museum is not easy either.
Director Qin never stopped thinking about giving Han Zhenzhen to her.
Jiang Zhenyu could guess with just a little thought that Director Qin had accepted benefits from the Han family.
Otherwise he wouldn't have worked so hard, using all means of persuasion, coercion and inducement.
However, Jiang Zhenyu didn't buy it and just did what he had to do.
Jiang Zhenyu had just packed up his things and walked out of the restoration room to go home when someone stopped him.
"Xiao Jiang."
She turned around and saw Deputy Director Zhang.
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Jiang Zhenyu turned around and said with a smile, "Deputy Director Zhang, what can I do for you?"
Deputy Director Zhang: "I have something to discuss with you. Can I have a moment with you?"
The two found a teahouse nearby, sat down, and ordered a pot of tea and snacks.
Deputy Director Zhang made tea for Jiang Zhenyu: "This is the only hobby I have. It's not professional. Please don't laugh at me."
Jiang Zhenyu smiled faintly: "No."
"Just tell me what you have to say."
Deputy Director Zhang did not keep the topic secret and said directly, "I have also heard that Director Qin wanted you to take care of the younger generation."
Jiang Zhenyu raised an eyebrow: "Director Qin asked you to be a lobbyist?"
Deputy Director Zhang smiled awkwardly: "It's easier to talk to you without beating around the bush."
Jiang Zhenyu took a sip of tea, which was mellow and sweet.
She said nonchalantly, "No one can lobby for my decision."
Deputy Director Zhang's face froze and he poured himself another cup of tea.
Jiang Zhenyu continued: "The lacquer craft needs to be passed down, and you can learn from a master, even if you can just sit in and listen.
Instead of using your face to clock in while working, you can have others repair the antiques and add your name to them.
Stealing the fruits of other people's labor. ”
This is like a doctor writing a paper. Who would be willing to have the fruits of his or her labors be attributed to someone who has nothing to do with the work?
Deputy Director Zhang instantly lost face and sighed: "Well, have some tea."
Jiang Zhenyu didn't blame him. After all, a higher-ranking official could crush someone so easily that there was nothing he could do about it.
After they finished their tea, Jiang Zhenyu prepared to go home.
Deputy Director Zhang said earnestly: "Finish the work at hand as soon as possible and don't let anyone catch you."
Jiang Zhenyu said sincerely: "Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention."
On the way back to the villa, Jiang Zhenyu opened his mobile phone, but did not find any message from He Tuxin.
What's going on?
You said you knew it?
She didn't want to make a big deal out of it, or because of the Han family.
After all, he had raised her for many years, and if this incident came to light, it would be bad for Mr. Han's reputation.
After all, he is a leader in the circle. It is not worth it to let a single bad apple spoil the whole barrel.
I hope Han’s father and Han Zhenzhen can stop and stop making the same mistake again.
Jiang Zhenyu drove home and just finished washing up when he heard the voice from the wooden bowl.
She hadn't contacted Xiao Jingzhou for several days, and when she suddenly heard his voice, it felt like a lifetime ago.
Xiao Jingzhou told her the whole story about the He family and Zheng Shuyu.
After hearing this, Jiang Zhenyu was filled with righteous indignation and said, "Bullying an honest man is really damnable!"
"They are simply treating people like fools. Those bad guys will definitely not have a good ending!"
Xiao Jingzhou hadn't heard such lively angry voice for a long time, and a smile rose unconsciously.
He whispered, "Well, you're right."
Jiang Zhenyu reacted only after he finished cursing.
She used the He family's affairs as an outlet to vent all the anger that had accumulated over the past few days.
She asked, "What are you going to do next?"
"Do you really want to hide this from Lord Zheng?"
Xiao Jingzhou said calmly: "It's not that I'm hiding it, it's just that now is not the right time.
When I return to the capital, I will let someone inform Lord Zheng.
No matter what decision Lord Zheng makes, it is his own choice. ”
Rather than being kept in the dark for a lifetime, it is better to have your stomach opened and see the dirty things clearly.
In the future, you can live a clean life and not be a blind person.
Jiang Zhenyu also told Xiao Jingzhou everything that had happened recently.
Xiao Jingzhou was a little anxious: "Will they do anything bad to you?"
"Let Su Hang help you, and I will definitely reward you handsomely."
Jiang Zhenyu explained patiently: "I know what to do. It won't be a big problem."
Xiao Jingzhou listened carefully to her words, which were in a calm tone without any comforting tone, and only then did he feel relieved.
Jiang Zhenyu applied lotion and then thought of Gu Zhenbei.
She asked, "How confident are you about General Gu's trip?"
The two men discussed faking Gu Zhenbei's death not only to catch the real murderer.
It is also to make the enemy troops and the people in the capital relax their vigilance.
It was also to save Gu Zhenbei's life.
Maybe faking death can replace real death.
Xiao Jingzhou planned to return to the capital and build a cenotaph for Gu Zhenbei.
In this way, it does not count as changing history by human power.
Xiao Jingzhou said: "The two deputy generals of Zhenbei Pass have followed my uncle for many years.
As long as my uncle can reach Zhenbei Pass safely, nothing will go wrong. ”
When the Zhenbei General's Mansion was exiled, the emperor and Zhang Guojiu were worried about the chaos among the Zhenbei Pass troops, so they blocked the news everywhere.
Yang Jin, who was guarding Zhiyi City, did not know the news in advance, let alone the soldiers at Zhenbei Pass.
Xiao Jingzhou's words put Jiang Zhenyu's heart at ease again.
Jiang Zhenyu was just about to ask him what else he needed.
Xiao Jingzhou said anxiously: "Yu'er, I'm going to take care of some things."
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Jingzhou said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming from the palace."
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Stop outside the city.
Lord Yan sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at the towering walls.
He said, "Why hasn't anyone opened the city gate yet?"
Half an hour passed and the city gate remained motionless.
Eunuch Cao said, "I'm afraid the deposed prince is too timid to allow anyone to open the door."
Lord Yan snorted coldly: "If you don't have any evil thoughts in your heart, what are you afraid of?"
"Your Majesty and the deposed crown prince are father and son. Broken bones are still connected by tendons. Is there anything that father and son cannot discuss?
I'm afraid he really has evil intentions. ”
Eunuch Cao coughed twice and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, fearing that he would laugh in front of Lord Yan.
He glanced at Lord Yan's dark face and felt happy for Lord Zhang.
Eunuch Cao thought to himself: "The elder has really found the right person. '
Lord Yan is an upright person in the court. He never gets close to the rich and powerful. Even in front of high-ranking officials, he will not disobey them.
If the deposed crown prince refuses to order people to open the city gates, when Lord Yan returns to the capital, he will report his words and deeds without them having to do anything.
By then, what the deposed prince will be waiting for is a death warrant.
Just as Eunuch Cao was dreaming of getting promoted, getting rich, and marrying several concubines to serve him, he heard the voice of the coachman outside the carriage.
"The gates are open."
Lord Yan's unpleasant expression eased a little.
The carriage slowly drove into the city.
The escorting attendant said, "Master Yan, the city is very strange. There is no one on the streets. Please be careful."
"What's going on?"
The attendant said, "There are white banners hanging everywhere on the street, and there is paper money on the ground."
Eunuch Cao curiously lifted a corner of the curtain, and when he saw the scene on the street, he was shocked.
He pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted: "Master Yan, this seems to be a dead city!"
There was no one around, it was silent, and there were white flags on both sides of the street. What else could this be but a dead city?
Lord Yan pursed his lips and said nothing.
He thought of the dead trees and dry grass along the way, and he had a rough idea in his mind.
The carriage stopped suddenly.
A young man's voice sounded outside the car: "I am following General Yang's order to lead the way for the governor."
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