Behind him, Wei Jing watched Jiang Mingwei's departing figure, his mind filled with countless thoughts.
He slowly sat down against the rock wall, unable to help but recall the details of yesterday...
It lingered in his mind again and again, making it hard for him to forget.
After a long while, he shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to stop thinking about it.
What's the point of thinking about these things now?
That was none other than his sister-in-law, his elder brother's widow!
He had sworn to take care of everything that belonged to his brother.
This naturally includes his wife whom he married.
only……
Mentioning Wei Zhi, Wei Jing recalled the scene of fighting with the man in black yesterday.
Because he was in a hurry to catch up with Jiang Mingwei, he did not entangle with the man in black for long, but he could vaguely sense that the man in black's moves were extremely familiar to him.
He simply couldn't understand who wanted to kill him.
He is indeed the most prestigious general in Nanjing now, but he is only a third-rank official. There are more powerful generals and marshals above him, which is a height that he cannot reach at present.
If they really wanted to take action against Nanjing, shouldn't they have dealt with them first?
Why me of all people!
Moreover, that group of people even knew about his relationship with Jiang Mingwei, and made those frivolous jokes, clearly showing that they were extremely familiar with him and knew him inside and out.
Who exactly is it that not only knows him so well, but also wants to kill him?
Suddenly, Wei Jing thought of a possibility.
The image of Zhou's hideous and terrifying face flashed through my mind...
Yes, if we were to say who in the entire General's Mansion understands him best and wants him dead the most, there would be no one else but Zhou Shi.
She always hated herself!
It was he who wished for death, not Wei Zhi.
If he dies too, will the Zhou family finally get what they want?
Aside from the small reward from the General's Mansion, he had no other family fortune. His death meant that the Zhou family would no longer be able to receive any more money.
With her greedy nature, will she ever truly be satisfied?
Besides, no matter what, Zhou was just a woman confined to her home; how could she have found those assassins?
They were well-trained and clearly did not come from any third-rate martial arts sect; they were more like battle-hardened soldiers…
So even though he suspected Zhou, after careful consideration, Wei Jing felt that it was somewhat unlikely...
If the person who wanted to kill him wasn't from the Zhou family, then who was it?
In the imperial court, he felt that no one could possibly succeed.
He had only been back in power for a short time, and he never took sides with any party, nor did he have any conflicts or disputes with anyone, nor was he ostracized or treated with disdain by any of his colleagues.
Of course, it couldn't be the emperor either.
Nanjing urgently needs people who can serve the country, and he is the first to be needed.
But the man in black specifically named him and wanted to kill him, and also wanted to conceal the truth about his death...
Aside from his wounds, Wei Jing had no other clues. He could only recall the actions of the men in black who attacked him and their martial arts techniques over and over again.
The more Wei Jing thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong!
It was so familiar, so familiar that he could hardly forget it, so where exactly in his memory did it exist?
Just as Wei Jing was searching desperately, a movement of the man in black suddenly flashed before his eyes.
He was almost completely stiff and couldn't move for a long time...
He remembered! He remembered!
But as he recalled it, he couldn't believe it was true—
If the man in black's moves were reversed, then it would be a set of sword techniques that Wei Zhi had once taught him!
And the black-clad man's next few moves were almost all the same sword technique, but in reverse and integrated with it!
how so?
Why is the martial arts technique his brother taught him exactly the same as the one used by those black people?
Is all of this just a coincidence, or is there some unexpected secret behind it?
His heart inexplicably began to feel restless...
In a daze, Wei Jing recalled that day on the battlefield.
With the northern border invading, Wei Zhi, being a fifth-rank official, would naturally have to personally lead the expedition.
At the time, Wei Jing was just his adjutant, ready to assist him at any time, but Wei Zhi patted him on the shoulder and told him to stay in the tent.
Then he heard that Wei Zhi was no match for the enemy.
So he immediately went to the battlefield to help, but just as Wei Jing arrived on the battlefield, he saw that Wei Zhi's chest had been pierced by a long sword!
He was utterly astonished and lunged forward with a low growl, wanting to help.
However, the enemy outnumbered him and was no match for him, even though he was highly skilled in martial arts.
Seeing that he was being defeated, he wanted to leave with Wei Zhi, but Wei Zhi grabbed his hand, shook his head at him, and smiled. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The hero is dying, both tragic and heroic.
He told Wei Jing that he was dying and that he shouldn't waste his energy on him anymore, and that he should leave quickly!
Get away from here, and it would be even better if you could leave the military camp. Never come back to do this miserable job again!
As the younger brother, he should live a peaceful and joyful life.
As he was being dragged away by his fellow soldiers, he saw Wei Zhi pierced through the heart by a hail of arrows...
Wei Jing couldn't believe that he had lost his beloved elder brother.
Since Master Wei's death, his only solace in the Wei family has vanished before his very eyes.
From that moment on, he took over Wei Zhi's position and accomplished what Wei Zhi could not.
Battles large and small have tempered Wei Jing, making him more resolute, mature, and steady, invincible and unstoppable!
Gradually, he forgot about Wei Zhi's affairs and only thought about protecting his country.
It wasn't until he finally returned to the capital in triumph that he thought of his elder brother once again.
Recalling the promises he once made to him, and the helplessness and struggle he felt now, emotions were silently consuming him, leaving Wei Jing feeling lost and helpless.
We must thoroughly investigate the origins of that group of men in black!
He absolutely cannot wrong any good person.
Of course, he also hopes that the people he considers good must be good people.
Please, please, don't let him feel despair again...
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mingwei finally returned with the herbs she had gathered, and also picked up quite a few wild fruits.
Wrapped in a large leaf, they happily stepped into the cave.
Seeing Wei Jing leaning against the cliff wall, his complexion not looking good, she felt a pang of unease and quickly put down her things to take his pulse.
Fortunately, Wei Jing's pulse was not too bad. His face was pale, probably because his wounds had not yet healed or he was hungry.
Thinking it over, Jiang Mingwei took out half of the fruit she had found and handed it to Wei Jing.
"Eat some, and I'll apply the medicine after you finish! If we're lucky, *** will find us today, and we can escape from this hellhole."
Wei Jing nodded, without refusing.
After the two ate the fruit, Jiang Mingwei treated Wei Jing's wounds again.
After untying the cloth containing the dregs of the medicine and throwing them away, she repeated what she had done the day before.
Until the medicine was applied to Wei Jing's wound again.
With a sharp, stinging pain, Wei Jing frowned, and her hand froze.
Does it hurt a lot?
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