There were too many things to deal with after the disaster, so Yin Chengyu could not stay for long. After sitting for a while, he went to inspect the disaster situation. Before leaving, he called in the medicine boy and the eunuch who were waiting outside, and told them to take good care of Xue Shu.

"You take turns watching over him. Don't make any mistakes. If there are any changes, go find the doctor and me immediately."

The two of them responded respectfully, and Yin Chengyu left.

It was already the hour of Xu and it was very dark outside, but because the rain had stopped, the soldiers did not rest. Instead, they lit torches and continued to clear the rubble.

It had been four days since the earthquake, and there were more than two thousand soldiers who had evacuated late like them and were buried under the earth and rocks. Now, after digging and cleaning day and night, nearly a thousand people had been dug out. However, most of the soldiers were not lucky enough to survive the disaster, and only one or two out of ten survived.

The longer time passes, the smaller the chance of survival.

So these soldiers could not rest for a moment, and as soon as the rain stopped, they began to clean up and search overnight.

Yin Chengyu watched from the side for a while, then called the commander of the Qingzhou Guard and asked him to record the names of the soldiers who participated in the rescue and transfer silver from his private treasury as rewards after the disaster.

Just after I finished explaining, I saw An Yuanhou leaving in a hurry with his men.

Yin Chengyu's expression changed, and he called out to the man, "Where are you going, Lord An Yuan?"

According to Cui Ci, An Yuanhou did not participate in the rescue after the earthquake. That is, other people were busy with disaster relief in the past few days and had no time to pay attention to his abnormality.

It was dark outside, and An Yuanhou didn't notice that he was also outside. He paused and could only turn around to greet him.

"When Xiaopan Mountain collapsed, thousands of people in Xiashi Village were unable to escape in time and were buried under the ruins. These days, I have been keeping in mind the instructions of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Although the rebels have committed crimes, they are also citizens of Dayan. So I dispatched a team to clean up the disaster area and rescue the people there."

"Marquis An Yuan is right." Yin Chengyu nodded in agreement. "Most of the Red Heroes are civilians who have nowhere to go. Now that they are facing a natural disaster, the court must not sit idly by. Moreover, I was in trouble this time, thanks to the help of the Saint Girl and the Right Protector who led the Red Heroes Army, I was able to escape safely."

Marquis An Yuan's face twitched, and his expression was a little ugly, but he still reluctantly responded: "Your Highness is wise. If Your Highness has nothing else to do, then I will go first?"

He wanted to say goodbye and leave in a hurry, but Yin Chengyu didn't let him do so.

He said with concern, "Xiaopan Mountain is located in Fuhu Mountain, and the center of this earthquake is in Fuhu Mountain. The disaster situation in Xishi Village should be more serious, and one team may not be enough. It just so happens that Hongxue and Heshan are familiar with the situation in Xiaopan Mountain. They are both righteous, so I will ask them to bring people to help with the disaster relief. Marquis Anyuan can also take this opportunity to rest. It will be counterproductive to overwork yourself."

When he said this, his expression was gentle and smiling, as if he really cared about An Yuanhou.

But An Yuanhou felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.

He moved his lips and wanted to question Yin Chengyu several times, asking if he had known about his and the second prince's plan for a long time and was therefore trying to stop them.

The night before the earthquake, the second prince led a hundred people into Fuhuling. Later, there was an earthquake and a landslide on Xiaopan Mountain. He had lost contact with the second prince for four days.

During these four days, he said on the surface that he was rescuing the people in Xiashizhai, but in fact he was leading people to search everywhere for the whereabouts of the second prince.

It was he who made the plan and he was the one who sent the person to Fuhuling. If anything happened to the Second Prince, not only him, but the entire Xu family would probably not be able to withstand the wrath of Concubine Wen.

He was exhausted these days and never regretted it for a moment.

Marquis An Yuan's lips trembled and his face turned pale. He endured and endured, and finally forced down the question in his throat: "Thank you for your sympathy, Your Highness."

Having achieved his goal, Yin Chengyu let him go.

He looked at An Yuanhou's panicked back and thought of his previous life.

Based on his understanding of Ying Hongxue and He Shan, neither of them would easily let Yin Chengzhang take advantage. However, the vague records of suppressing the rebellion in the previous life recorded that Ying Hongxue was killed by Yin Chengzhang.

He was a little confused before, but when combined with this sudden earthquake, it all made sense.

Ying Hongxue and He Shan took their troops to hide in Fuhuling. If an earthquake occurred, they would not be able to escape unscathed. The record of suppressing the rebellion was so vague that it did not even mention the earthquake in Qingzhou Prefecture. It was probably because Yin Chengzhang's achievement in suppressing the rebellion was not glorious because he took advantage of the opportunity and took advantage of the situation.

Now in this new life, Ying Hongxue and the others were lucky enough to escape, but Yin Chengzhang accidentally entered Fuhuling.

It's the cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is inevitable.

Yin Chengyu thought for a while and called Cui Ci over.

"Send someone to secretly keep an eye on Marquis An Yuan. If Yin Chengzhang dies in Fuhu Ridge, that's it. If he's still alive..." He paused, his tone a little cold: "Don't let him leave Fuhu Ridge alive."

The show had already begun, so it was not something that An Yuanhou or Yin Chengzhang could stop just because they wanted to.

Even if it was a fake, Yin Chengyu wanted to make it come true.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain again.

Xue Shu was trapped in a chaotic dream, about to wake up.

He began to dream again, no longer scattered fragments, but a long dream that went through the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In the dream, he was no longer a bystander like before. He was deeply immersed in it, as if he had lived his entire life in a dream. For the first time, he realized with great clarity that this was everything he had experienced.

He traveled all the way from Yutai to Wangjing City, and used the money he had saved over the past two or three years to bribe an old eunuch in the Zhidianjian Department to accept him as her apprentice and bring him into the palace.

She had to purify herself before entering the palace, but she had given all her money to the old eunuch and could no longer go to the silkworm room, so she simply found a craftsman who castrated livestock.

The other party must have taken a lot of such private jobs and was very skilled in wielding a knife. Although he suffered some physical pain, he managed to survive the month of Leon.

After New Year's Eve, he recovered from his injuries and was led into the palace by the old eunuch, and became one of the many eunuchs in charge of the palace.

Every day they had to get up before dawn to sweep the floor. They could not easily see the masters in the palace on weekdays, but even if they happened to see them, they had to kneel down on the ground to greet them. If anyone dared to look up and look around, they would be whipped ten times when they returned.

Xue Shu couldn't remember how many times he was whipped for this.

But every time he looked up with expectation, the person in front of him was never the one he expected.

After entering the palace for a month, he had never seen the prince once.

Only when I occasionally took a shower and looked up at the high roof of Ciqing Palace, did I feel that the person was not too far away from me.

He thought life would go on like this.

The most satisfactory ending is that after many years, he became the eunuch in charge of the Zhidianjian, and was qualified to meet the prince occasionally. The prince would never know that there was someone who regarded him as a god and came thousands of miles from Yutai to Wangjing to pay homage to him.

The gods are looking down upon the world from above the nine heavens, and he is just one of the people in the world, and that is enough.

But how many mediocre people are there in this world? They form cliques and fight against each other. Even a noble prince cannot escape slander and frame-up.

Even gods can be harmed by ants.

Overnight, the prince was deposed and imprisoned in the imperial mausoleum.

There were too many people who were sycophantic and flattering in the palace. They seemed to have completely forgotten their praise and admiration for the prince, and privately talked about the prince's affair with concubines and the scene of being caught in bed with them with great relish, as if they had witnessed the scandal with their own eyes.

Xue Shu did not participate, but was powerless to stop it.

He used silver and secretly went to the imperial mausoleum, but he saw the precious man thrown into the mud, sick and haggard, alone.

In the past, I was surrounded by many stars, but now there is only one person left.

The cold moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, leaving us isolated and helpless.

However, those mediocre people who formed cliques took his place, but they were immoral and incompetent and could only imitate others.

He felt extremely unwilling.

Only Yin Chengyu was worthy of that position. Since no one was there to help him, he would pave the way with his own body, becoming the stepping stone for the god to ascend to his throne.

It is easy for him to play with people's hearts.

It only took him three years to rise from the lowest eunuch in the Zhidianjian Department to the powerful and influential Emperor Jiuqian.

For the remaining two years, he secretly planned to bring the crown prince back to the court.

The funny thing is that those idiots are clueless and are even trying hard to please him. He doesn't feel happy about it, but only feels ironic.

It was this group of people who drove the god in his heart into the mud.

After years of planning, everything should be back to square one.

He crossed mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the calculations of human hearts, and finally stood on a high place, where he could personally lift Leng Yue back to the sky.

But he forgot that people change, and Yin Chengyu is also a human being and is no exception.

He took great pains to plan a trip to the imperial tomb and went to meet him with great anticipation.

But Yin Chengyu showed him his vulnerable neck and said, "As long as the governor can help me return to the court, I will agree to any conditions."

His eyes were full of determination.

It seemed as if he would not refuse any conditions he proposed.

Perhaps in Yin Chengyu's eyes, he is a treacherous and corrupt official who abuses his power, a despicable member of the eunuchs' clique, and also a sharp weapon that can be used.

So we must seize it at any cost.

After five years of confinement, the once bright and handsome Crown Prince finally learned how to manipulate people's hearts.

And Xue Shu was his first step.

He did not feel sad, but instead an endless desire arose from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly found that he wanted to hold Leng Yue in his arms and possess her for himself rather than kneeling on the ground and looking up at the moonlight above his head.

The conditions proposed by Yin Chengyu were too tempting for him to refuse.

He wanted to get his hands on the gods and turn this world into a sea of ​​love and hatred between him and her until his death.

However, one wrong step leads to all wrong.

He acted like a 9,000-year-old, and said things that were not in line with his heart. He and Yin Chengyu tangled in bed at night, but they were at loggerheads and on guard against each other during the day. Their bodies were infinitely close, but their hearts were increasingly distant.

Some words that are not said at first will never be said again.

He had reached a dead end.

He didn't have the chance to tell Yin Chengyu again that what he cared about was never power or status. He didn't dare to let go of the power in his hands, but he was afraid that once he lost his power, he would never be able to get close to him again.

But the tighter he held on, the deeper the conflict between him and Yin Chengyu became.

The most helpless thing in the world is that even the white-haired prime minister still draws his sword.

They passively stood on different sides and eventually became enemies.

The relationship between him and Yin Chengyu was like a game of chess. He made the worst move right at the start. There were many hidden clues and the defeat was decided from the beginning.

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PS: "The Prime Minister Bai knows that he is still holding his sword" comes from Wang Wei's "Drinking Wine with Pei Di"