"Any news?"

Miss Jun asked as she looked at Zhu Zan who was walking out of the post station.

"No news." Zhu Zan said.

"No news is good news." said Miss Jun.

"That's not right." Zhu Zan said, and then he looked up at her and smiled, "But sometimes it's right, and you're right too."

Miss Jun looked at him.

"Just say whatever you want to say. Why are you saying one thing and thinking another?" she said. "Just because I'm Chu Jiuling? Do you look down on me so much?"

Here we go again…

Zhu Zan put his hand on his forehead.

"That's not what I meant," he said.

"Aren't you?" Miss Jun raised her eyebrows and said, "If I were still Jun Jiuling, would you say that?"

Of course not, he would just happily not miss the opportunity to ridicule her. Zhu Zan pressed his hand to his forehead and covered his eyes, not daring to say another word.

Miss Jun whipped her horse and galloped forward. Soon she heard Zhu Zan following behind her. She saw from the corner of her eye that he looked dejected with his head down, and she felt inexplicably happy.

"You think things are bad. Why are they bad?" she turned around and asked.

As long as she was looking for trouble and getting angry a moment ago, she would be fine the next time. Zhu Zan felt helpless looking at her, but of course he would not cause trouble again.

"I think it's too peaceful there," he said seriously, "You know, the one in charge there now is Qinghe Bo."

She really didn't know much about Qinghe Bo. During the years when her father was alive, Qinghe Bo was almost forgotten by the court. She only knew that he had a bad reputation.

"He was a mean man," Zhu Zan said. "It cannot be denied that he was brave and good at fighting, but it was precisely because of his bravery and good at fighting that he became more and more arrogant. He was also greedy and stubborn. The historians often said that my father was ambitious, but in fact, the one who was really ambitious was the Earl of Qinghe."

Miss Jun nodded.

"I've heard about it," she said. "My father mentioned it, so I've always been against hiring him."

Zhu Zan said "oh".

"He always thought that my father took all the credit for his work," he said. "Now that he finally has the chance to take over the North, do you think he will be willing to let it go?"

This is indeed a problem. Miss Jun was silent for a moment, especially since the emperor was obviously displeased with Duke Cheng.

What the superior likes, the subordinates will like even more.

"Do you suspect that news from the North is being blocked?" she asked.

Along the way, Miss Jun also knew that Zhu Zan would get news from various places through the post station, which was built when the imperial court built the map.

Zhu Zan nodded.

"At least it's not as credible as before," he said. "A new emperor chooses new ministers, and this is true everywhere."

Duke Cheng has left the Northland with no fixed date of return, and when Lord Qinghe enters the Northland, he will definitely take the opportunity to eliminate Duke Cheng's men.

Miss Jun was silent for a moment.

"Let's get back to Beijing as soon as possible," she said, urging the horses again.

She hadn't had a good rest for almost six or seven days in a row. Zhu Zan looked at her haggard face. Although she was also anxious to return to the capital, she was more anxious for him to leave the capital, fearing that it would delay the Duke's affairs.

Except for her inexplicable temper, she is a very nice person, Zhu Zan thought to himself and couldn't help laughing while pinching his fingers.

"What are you thinking about? You're laughing so strangely." Miss Jun said unhappily.

Here it comes again! Zhu Zan shuddered.

"Nothing." he said quickly.

"Nothing? Why haven't I seen you smile like this before?" Miss Jun said with a raised eyebrow.

Zhu Zan wanted to cry but had no tears. Yes, he really regretted it. Why was he so stupid before?

Miss Jun ignored him and snorted again to urge her horse forward.

This can’t go on any longer. If it goes on like this, there will be no end. Zhu Zan gritted his teeth and chased after him.

"You can't do this." He stopped Miss Jun on his horse and said sternly, "It's wrong for you to do this."

"What am I like?" Miss Jun said, "I have always been like this, what's wrong with me?"

"You can't feel unfair for your past self just because I treat you well now. Aren't you just jealous of yourself?" Zhu Zan said.

As soon as the words came out, they were both stunned.

Jealous?

Are you jealous?

So the reason for these weird days is jealousy?

Under what circumstances would a person become jealous?

Naturally...

Zhu Zan felt as if a pot of hot oil had been splashed on his body, and his entire body turned red.

Are you jealous?

"Really? You are..." he stuttered.

Miss Jun's face also turned red and her eyes widened.

"No," she said. "What nonsense are you talking about? It's really incomprehensible."

Having said this, he whipped the horse to urge it to go around.

"You've always been inexplicable." She threw out another sentence.

Zhu Zan felt very hot all over, but the breeze from the galloping horse brought him some coolness.

"No," he said.

It's not inexplicable, nor is it random thoughts. No.

He turned his horse around and chased after the person in front of him.

The late autumn fields were filled with noise from the clatter of horse hooves.

…

At this time, the atmosphere in the small town of Anguo in Qizhou was a little tense because a team of Jinyiwei were marching through the streets.

The people on the street held their breath in silence, looking terrified as they watched this group of people run towards the government office.

"Who committed the crime?"

“I haven’t heard of that.”

"What's going on lately?"

"Yes, it seems that a soldier ate two sheep of his fellow villagers."

"What is this?"

People on the street were talking in low voices.

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”

In the prison cell of Anguo Mansion, Zhang Zhicheng also said nonchalantly.

"This sheep has come to us, so it belongs to us."

Supervisor Li stood outside the prison door with his eyes glaring in anger.

"You still don't know you're wrong?" he shouted in a low voice, "You still think you're right?"

"Of course I am right. Sir, do you think this is a big deal? Isn't it just eating two dead sheep?" Zhang Zhicheng also glared, "I will accept the punishment for eating our fellow villagers, but I think I should be rewarded for eating the Jin people."

Supervisor Li made a sound of disgust.

"Just wait for your death." He scolded angrily, "Do you know that the General has to give an explanation to the Jin people? If he betrays you, you will not be able to avoid punishment."

He paced back and forth.

"Just tell the truth. It's about those two villagers."

Zhang Zhicheng jumped up.

"It has nothing to do with those two villagers," he said. "The sheep was killed by a dog, and I ate the meat. If you want to explain, send me and the dog to explain together."

Then he made another "Pooh" sound.

"When the time comes, everyone will know that I, Zhang Tietou, did not die for killing the Jin people, but for eating their sheep. This will go down in history."

Li Dujian's face turned ashen and he glared at him fiercely, and was about to say something to the soldiers outside the door to come in.

"Lord Li, Lord Kuang has returned and wants to see you," he said.

Lord Kuang was the official sent by Lord Jinglüe to be in charge of this matter. He caught Zhang Zhicheng eating sheep and went back to report. Now he has returned in response to the order.

"Behave yourself." Supervisor Li glared at Zhang Zhicheng fiercely and walked out quickly.

Lord Kuang was already seated in the official hall, where the Jinyi Guards were also sitting.

When Li Dujian saw these people, his heart skipped a beat.

it turns out…

"My Lord." He stepped forward and saluted, his expression humble and respectful. "My Lords."

The Royal Guards ignored him.

"Lord Li, Lord Jinglüe asked them to come and question you because they were ordered to investigate." Lord Kuang said, pointing to the Jinyiwei beside him.

Li Dujian dared not to stop them and wanted to lead them in himself, but was stopped by Lord Kuang.

"They don't like outsiders to be present when they're questioning them," he said.

Supervisor Li had no choice but to watch the Imperial Guards go in.

"Master Kuang." He hurriedly grabbed Master Kuang and stuffed a purse into his sleeve.

Lord Kuang was shocked.

"What are you doing!" He pushed it back quickly.

"Zhang Zhicheng is a fool, he has no heart." Li Dujian said sincerely, "He fought all the way here, and his whole family died in the hands of the Jin people. He will not be kind to the Jin people. This time, I ate the sheep, please bear with me."

Lord Kuang looked at him, shook his head and sighed.

"Everyone has family and national hatred, but we have to follow the rules," he said. "How can we do it recklessly?"

Li Dujian responded repeatedly.

"Please bear with me this time. I promise to punish him severely and never let him do it again." He said, stuffing the purse again, "A small respect, a small respect."

Lord Kuang pushed the purse back and held down Supervisor Li's hand.

"I understand." He said with a warm expression, "You are worried, thinking that if Duke Cheng was here, this matter would not be a big deal. Now that Qinghebo is in power, you can't help but feel uneasy."

Li Dujian shook his head rapidly and denied it repeatedly.

"Don't worry," Lord Kuang said, "Lord Jinglüe has already met with the Jin people and told them that the sheep have not been found. Let them look for them carefully on their own side and keep an eye on their sheep."

It was actually solved like this? Li Dujian was stunned for a moment before he understood what Lord Kuang meant and was immediately overjoyed.

"Your Excellencies are wise." He saluted excitedly.

Lord Kuang snorted.

"The senior officials are not stupid. Don't they know who is our own and who is an outsider?" he said. "You can do whatever you want with your own brothers, but you can't lose face in front of outsiders."

Supervisor Li was really excited and relieved and thanked him again.

"We are narrow-minded," he said sincerely. "Please rest assured, I will manage my subordinates well and will never do anything shameful or embarrassing again."

Lord Kuang also nodded and stuffed the purse back.

"It's good enough for you to do this, it's much better than giving money," he said.

Supervisor Li, feeling somewhat ashamed and grateful, took back the purse without hesitation and stood up straight.

"Yes." He bowed respectfully.

As he said this, there was the sound of footsteps, and the group of Royal Guards came out.

"It has been clarified." The leader said coldly, shaking a piece of paper in his hand, "Zhang Tietou admitted that he was instructed by Chengguogong Zhushan to provoke a conflict with the Jin people."

Supervisor Li felt a buzzing in his head and ears. He seemed to hear something and yet seemed to hear nothing.

What?

His eyes fell on the paper in the hand of the guard. He couldn't see the words written on it clearly, only a bright red handprint.

How come?

“I see.”

Supervisor Li heard Lord Kuang talking, and the voice seemed to be getting closer and farther away.

“No wonder he did this.”

What did you do? What happened?

Supervisor Li felt flustered and confused, and he was a little unsteady on his feet.

"Sir..." He subconsciously stretched out his hand and shouted at Sir Kuang.

The guard in embroidered uniforms suddenly pointed behind him.

"Oh, yes, there is one more thing." He said in a light voice, "Zhang Tietou could not bear the torture. He signed and sealed his name, and then he died. You can take care of him."

Dead?

Who died?

Li Dujian turned around blankly and saw two yamen runners coming out carrying a door panel with a large man lying on it. It was Zhang Tietou who had just been arguing with him in the cell.

There were no injuries on his body and he looked as if he was asleep, but his eyes were bulging and his face was distorted and stiff.

Supervisor Li felt his heartbeat stop for a moment, and he staggered back to sit down. He subconsciously reached forward to grab something.

Why is it dark?

Why can't he see anything?

What happened?

What happened?