I'm the villain in the book

No matter what, I definitely didn't do this anyway, so check it out as you like.

"I know."

Ning Yongnian took another look at Han Zhao, whose expression remained unchanged, and didn't say much, because he knew that the probability of Han Zhao and Pu Siyi betraying him was indeed very low.

One of the two is a Taifu and the other is a great general, and they have already sat down to the position of one person below one person and above ten thousand people.

What's more important is that the two of them are already old, and it's not worth taking such a big risk for the illusory further power.

"Teacher, General, you go back first."

Turning his back, Ning Yongnian said calmly, "I want to have a private chat with Jun'er and Yu'er."

"Yes, Wei Chen retire."

Pu Siyi and Han Zhao looked at each other with complicated expressions, then retreated in unison.

And the two rows of Hua Lingwei with knives left behind them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

There were bursts of noise as the armor rubbed against each other, and the flower feathers hanging from the handle of the knife swayed up and down with the steps.

"General Han..."

Pu Siyi looked back at the closed gate of Shiqu Pavilion, lowered his voice and said to Han Zhao who was beside him: "Among the two Highnesses, I am afraid that someone will not be able to go to court tomorrow."

"Master Pu, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Han Zhao stopped and glanced at Pu Siyi, his tone was unceremonious: "Mr. Han still has something to do, so let's go first!"

"you!"

Looking at the back of Han Zhao leaving in a hurry, Pu Siyi thought that he didn't want to get involved in the dispute over the reserve position, so he cursed "reckless man" behind his back.

Han Zhao had already walked more than ten feet away at this time, so he probably couldn't hear this complaint.

The cold wind was cold, and the sense of murder in Shiqu Pavilion behind him was almost piercing.

He walked in the night at a leisurely pace, with a calm expression, but he held something tightly in the palm of his sleeve.

It was a small copper coin with a small boat carved on the back and only two characters on the front——

In the same boat.

Chapter 250

Han Zhao had just been "absorbed" into the same boat club two days ago, and he was also the last Beijing official above rank three to "join".

Unlike other people who "chased fame and fortune" or were "forced to do nothing", the reason for his "surrender" should be the most special one.

However, this matter is too complicated and will be mentioned later.

In short, with his joining, the Tongzhou Club has temporarily completed its staged goal, and Wei Changtian has basically finished playing the last card above the Daning Chaotang.

So far, all court officials who have been grasped by him and are valuable for use have already accepted the Puppet Pill.

The total number is 32, accounting for one-fifth of all officials with the "right to go to court".

"Clang~clang~"

"It's safe and sound~Third watch~"

One slow and two fast gongs sounded in the distance, and it was midnight.

Tightening his collar, Han Zhao bent down and got into the sedan chair waiting outside the palace, thinking only of Ning Wenyu.

There was no morning court a few days ago, and he never knew that the second prince was also a member of the same boat meeting.

And after seeing it just now, he already understood who sent that information...

It's not that Han Zhao never thought of helping Ning Wenyu.

But today the "above" just issued an order, requiring them not to contact each other, communicate with the outside world, and not to act without authorization within five days.

To put it bluntly, the meaning is to let them hide themselves well, so as to prevent Ning Yongnian from following the clues.

In Han Zhao's view, this is already giving up on Ning Wenyu.

"Ugh......"

Sighing lightly, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car, and glanced at the palace in the night.

The tall wall almost completely blocked his sight, and he could only vaguely see the shadows of a few buildings.

The heavy palace, the overhanging eaves of the bucket arches, and the glazed animal ridges are all quietly immersed in the night like a sea of ​​ink.

In the ear, the watchman's repeating over and over again the sound of the watchman getting farther and farther away.

"It's safe and sound, three o'clock..."

......

"Father, the sons retire."

In Shiqu Pavilion, Ning Wenjun bowed out from the side room, backed up seven or eight steps before slowly straightening up.

He turned his head to look at Ning Wenyu who had been waiting outside, and whispered with his expression unchanged:

"Second brother, father let you in."

"..."

"I see."

"Squeak..."

The sound of the door opening and closing was very small, and Ning Wenyu's footsteps were even lighter.

He knew that he had to overcome this hurdle no matter what, otherwise he might never be able to see the sun tomorrow morning again.

"Father."

Going around a screen, he saw Ning Yongnian who was facing away from him.

The latter did not turn his head. After a moment of silence, he just pointed to a picture on the wall and asked casually:

"Yu'er, what do you think of this word?"

"..."

Ning Wenyu looked intently, only to see the word "struggle" written in sharp strokes.

"Father, this word...is too harsh."

"Too hostile..."

Ning Yongnian did not deny it, and went on to say: "Yu'er, this word was written by your grandpa."

"Except for me, each of your thirteen uncles has a pair, and they all write the word 'struggle'."

"At that time, I was just as old as you."

The last sentence seemed to mean something, but Ning Wenyu had long been mentally prepared, so he just stood respectfully and waited for the next sentence.

After a few breaths, Ning Yongnian's voice sounded again.

"Yu'er, you have to fight for everything in this world."

"Ordinary people fight for fame and profit; warriors fight for luck and opportunity; emperors fight for power and the world."

"There is nothing wrong with the word 'struggle', but you have to know what you are fighting for and who you are fighting for."

Turning his head slowly, Ning Yongnian looked at Ning Wenyu with calm eyes and asked, "Do you know who you are fighting for?"

"Father!"

Without hesitation, Ning Wenyu immediately raised his chest and said loudly: "My son is naturally fighting for the foundation of the Ning family!"

"Is it......"

Ning Yongnian smiled and didn't respond directly to Ning Wenyu, but just shook his head.

"Yu'er, people in the court privately say that you are not as good as your brother, but do you know what I think?"

"..."

Hearing this sentence, Ning Wenyu's pupils contracted suddenly, and his breathing stagnated uncontrollably.

"Son, I don't know."

"Hahaha, then I will tell you now."

Ning Yongnian took two steps closer and patted Ning Wenyu's shoulder lightly.

"Yu'er, as others have said, you are indeed not as good as Jun'er in both literary and martial arts."

"But you have to be above him in one thing, and that is that you know better how to achieve your goals by whatever means."

"As a prince, this is a good thing, but it will also harm you."

"Yu'er... I am your father no matter what."

"You have to know that there is no father in this world who would like his son to get deeper and deeper on the wrong road."

"You are still young, if you do something wrong, I don't blame you."

"I only hope that you will come back from the wrong way, and compete with your brother in an open and honest manner."

"Whether you win or lose at that time, at least you can be worthy of the ancestors of the Ning family and me..."

"You are also worthy of yourself."

"..."

Needle drop could be heard in the room, only one intermittent breathing.

Looking at Ning Yongnian's calm and kind expression, Ning Wenyu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Before coming here, he had envisioned countless possible situations and had made adequate preparations accordingly.

But the present scene was something he had never imagined.

"Father..."

The mouth opened and closed several times, and the thoughts in my heart were like a mess.

And at this moment, Ning Yongnian finally got to the point for the first time.

And it's a killer right from the start.

"Yu'er, the reason why Jizhou's plan was exposed, I already knew that it had something to do with you."

"To be honest, when I first heard about this, I really wished I could cut you into pieces."

"But as I said just now, no matter what, you are my own flesh and blood."

"Tiger poison doesn't eat babies, let alone me."

"Jizhou City will be destroyed one day in the future, and the Xu family will be wiped out one day, but if you are killed, I will lose a son forever."

"I can't do it."

"Hey, I've said so much, but I don't know if it's in your heart."

"Actually, nothing else matters now, I just want to know one thing..."

Ning Yongnian paused, and there seemed to be endless fatigue in his eyes.

He looked at Ning Wenyu, who was short of breath, and gently asked the last question with some self-blame and anticipation.

"Yu'er, I wonder if you still recognize me as my father?"

"..."

The old man returned from Yuyuan at the foot of the mountain, and planted [-] green pines.

So he didn't cut it with Gan Tang, and he was waiting to return with a gray beard and a white armor.

It seems that no matter what their status is, parents all over the world always have the same heart.

"Crack..."

Ning Wenyu's body swayed slightly, his psychological defenses were completely torn apart at this moment, and a wave of endless regret and guilt rushed straight into his heart.

He didn't dare to look at Ning Yongnian, but knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and said word by word as if a little choked up: