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Yijing: Damn it, I discovered something incredible!

The two confronted each other for a while, Xing Cheng's expression was shaken, his eyes began to dodge, and finally he gave up on himself and said: "I beg you, please?"

"Of course, as you said, if Chu Guangliang is unwilling, let him go home. I will let my clansmen escort him along the way, and set aside a piece of land for him in Sifuluo's Huailie Mountain Villa to protect him. For the rest of my life, I will have no worries about food and clothing.”

Xing Cheng looked at him with astonishment on his face - the originally planned argument did not happen, but Yijing readily agreed, as long as he gave in.

"How is Chu Guangliang?"

"He told me that he couldn't sleep peacefully every night, but whenever he closed his eyes, he could always see the accusations of his old friends..."

"After he leaves, who will temporarily take over the affairs of the Seventh Battalion?"

"Fang Xingai is enough. He has been in the army for many years and is familiar with the rules. Moreover, the Seventh Battalion has a small number of people and is easy to manage."

Yijing nodded regretfully, unable to say whether he felt guilty or not.

"You should remember that when I saw you at the General's Mansion 15 years ago, I begged your master to enlist you in my Ningwu Army. Maybe Chang Ming doesn't understand, but you must know, I I hope you can become the Zhongjun of Ningwu, and take over the post of commander of Ningwu after I leave. My most capable subordinate hopes that one person will be safe, and I will naturally give my nod in order to win people's hearts."

Hearing this, Xing Cheng turned his head slightly, but didn't respond, the candlelight also felt a little warm on his face, and Yijing noticed that his cheeks were sunken deeper, and his cheekbones became more prominent.

Yijing sighed secretly, and then said: "You are a smart man, you have turned the tide several times, and you can see through my thoughts at a glance, you shouldn't be so impulsive to discuss with me. What happened after you came back? Get close to you people make you uneasy?"

He suddenly remembered the eyes of the child three years ago, and the crying that lasted all night.

Xing Sheng shook his head dejectedly, "My regret, you don't understand."

Since he didn't understand, Yijing didn't ask any more questions.

Xing Cheng adjusted his face, and then remembered something that he should discuss with Yi Jing in detail.

"One more thing, it's the person you asked me to find..."

"I heard Master Gu said that he stabbed you?"

Xing Sheng nodded: "His Chinese name is really He Suifeng? I have never heard that there is such a number one person in Ningwu, and I have sneaked into the reckless palace several times to inquire, but no one knows the name. He is similar to Ting Xuesheng, I'm afraid it will take another year."

"This is indeed his Chinese name, but he doesn't want to use this name again. What is his current name?"

"Goler, a reckless name. He treated the Han servants with great courtesy. When he knew that I was a Han, he even pleaded for me to spare me from punishment... But when I mentioned Ning Wu... ..."

"He will kill the killer?"

"Yes."

Yijing pondered and said: "In your opinion, is he trying to kill people, or..."

"It was a temporary vent of anger," Xing Cheng asserted, "he only heard about the Ningwu army, and he stabbed me angrily, and then chased me for a long time, and finally returned angrily because he couldn't see anyone. Murder to silence, even if there is no careful planning, more people should be sent around to search me. And I watched his movements, he was completely out of order, just thinking of stabbing me with a knife, but he didn't kill those everywhere."

"Angry..." Yijing narrowed his eyes, "It's anger, not fear..."

Seeing his pensive look, Xing Cheng had to ask, "Who is He Suifeng?"

"I was elected to Ningwu when I was 17 years old. He was my battalion commander, and he was the commander of the fifth battalion in Ningwu at that time."

Xing Cheng was very surprised: "I never heard you mention him."

"Because the name cannot be named," Yijing explained in a low voice: "Twenty years ago, the Ningwu army was ordered to cross the border and go to Feishashi Valley to ambush earlier, in order to wipe out the main force of the reckless. But there are traitors in the army , informed Hu Mang to make a plan, and waited in Feishashi Valley first. At that time, our army had just arrived, and it was too late to repair. We were already exhausted and were ambushed. Overwhelmed..."

"It's He Suifeng?"

Yijing silently agreed.

"It depends on what you mean... he should listen to Xue..."

"He is Tingxue's biological father. Because of the crime of treason, he was involved in the whole family. I have always been friends with the battalion commander, so I secretly rescued his son and children..."

When Yijing spoke up to this point, he seemed to recall something else, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Seeing his solemn expression, Xing Cheng didn't say a word for a while, just waiting for his explanation.

"So that's how it is!" Yijing suddenly jumped up, walked around the house recklessly, every step of the way, as if he had encountered a major event of earth-shattering, and kept repeating "So that's how it is".

Xing Sheng got up quickly, supported him and handed him hot tea.

"What happened? Take your time."

"No wonder I came up with such thoughts after taking that medicine. I thought it was my whims..." Yijing murmured to himself, "If Huacishu can know whose son Tingxue is, Then the Su Shengyi back then...the Su Shengyi back then was just letting me do what I did!"

"What are you talking about?" Xing Cheng didn't understand why.

"I always thought I was the one who saved Tingxue and the others, but this was just Su Shengyi's sway. Even if I didn't do anything, they would be rescued by other people instructed by Su Shengyi."

Xing Cheng thought for a moment, then stared at Yijing in disbelief.

"You...you mean...how is this possible!?"

Could it be that Su Shengyi would save the children of rebel soldiers who had no grudges or enmity?I'm afraid there is something hidden in it, but with He Suifeng's exile and Su Shengyi's death without proof, and thus...

Yijing pressed his lips with his index finger to signal silence.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, panicking.

"Don't say anything about this matter, no matter what you think of it, don't say anything. This is a big matter, and I need to confirm more news..."

"I see..." Xing Cheng nodded in reply, and suddenly realized that his back was covered with sweat.

The two were silent with each other for another moment, Yijing looked at Xingcheng's still-shocked appearance, put away his melancholy and forced himself to say: "It's been a while since you went out, do you want to go back first?"

Reminded by his words, Xing Cheng suddenly came back to his senses, Shi Shiran took the tea and poured it for Yi Jing, and said casually: "There is no rush at this moment, we haven't seen each other for many years, it's okay to catch up on the old days."

Yijing finally remembered that he wanted to find some food for Xingcheng so that they could say goodbye in detail.

"Then you sit down, I'll go to the kitchen to get some food."

"No need, it's snowing heavily outside the house." Xing Cheng stopped him, and suddenly noticed that Yijing's forehead was miserable, so he couldn't help asking him in a hoarse voice: "Your forehead..."

"It's just a skin injury." Yijing subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the hideous scab, "Chu Guangliang blocked it for me, but it didn't hurt deeply. It's just for future accusations, so it can't be cured."

"I'm afraid it's not that it can't be cured, but that it's just another medicine that makes the wound a little rotten." Xing Cheng turned his head to look at him, speechless for a while, so he could only comfort him dryly: "I still left a good medicine to reduce the scars. I will send it to you then."

Yijing stared at his cheek, hesitant to speak.

Xing Sheng explained: "Where did you think, the thorns were so easily wiped off by plaster, not to mention that when my father found me, the wound healed a lot. After he took me away, he found a good man. The doctor shaved off the flesh on my cheek and healed it with herbs, and it took two full years before I could not see the traces."

"You don't have any traces on your face..." Yijing looked at it carefully and said, "It must be the skin and flesh on the left and right cheeks, so that it can be covered up..."

Xing Cheng snorted coldly indifferently: "That's because I was beyond recognition at that time, and it didn't matter how much skin and flesh I had cut off. But Gan Yi had people engrave that mark on my cheekbones, so Meng Qian decided to I cut my own face..."

Yijing clasped the cup tightly in his hand, but Xingcheng's expression was normal, thinking about this, he might think about Xingchao again without saying it.

"What do you think of my brother?" He asked Yijing a little nervously.

"Your brother?" Yijing's face was full of surprise and excitement, and the reflection of Xingcheng in his eyes seemed to be shaking endlessly.

Before Xingcheng came back to his senses, Yijing threw away the teacup and came in front of him, and asked with burning eyes: "Did you see him? Where is he? Is he okay? Let me meet him, I just want to Just take a look at him from afar!"

Xing Sheng asked inexplicably, "Why do you want to see him?!"

"Why bother to ask more questions!" Yijing gritted his teeth, and even his nails were firmly stuck into his palms. It seemed that Xingcheng was about to start a fight with him if he said a word carelessly, "I haven't seen him for three years, you If there is any news about him, let me know! Did Gan Yi hurt him? Or... or was Gu Xiaowu detaining him in order to restrain me?!"

Xing Cheng turned pale with shock, and quickly stopped Yi Jing from speaking.

"You misunderstood! I don't know where Li Changming is. You haven't heard from him for three years, and I haven't heard a word from him."

"Then you just..."

"I'm talking about Xing Chao!"

Yijing glared at him angrily, and returned to his seat.

"Why did you ask him? If you want to transfer him to Ningwu, you can do it, don't ask me."

"It's not a transfer..." Xing Cheng rolled his eyes, "Just say what you want."

"I haven't seen him for a few years..." Yijing took a lot of effort to remember the young man, "He is old-fashioned, brave and decisive, young and vigorous. In a few years, I am afraid that he will suffer a lot. What's the matter?"

Xing Cheng smiled inscrutablely, turned around and picked up his long sword, opened the window and said to Yi Jing, "I'll talk to you later, I'll go back first."

"Hey..." Before Yijing could speak, Xingcheng disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a cup of uncooled tea.

Xing Sheng had just returned to Jianhe Valley when he encountered Chu Guangliang's criticism.

"How much more time do you need? Master Gu can appoint you as Zhongjun of Ningwu, Gan Yi should have nothing to do with your actions!" Even though Gan Yi said a lot of good things, Chu Guangliang still knew that he couldn't take it seriously. It is common for such people to make promises in a few words to appease them, which makes him more convinced that no one can stop Xingsheng's determination.

"Less talk will take a month or two." Xing Cheng took two steps forward, hugged Chu Guangliang's shoulders, and chatted for comfort, "I know that you are getting more and more unbearable here, but the other battalion commanders are being held together by you and Lan. Don't keep exploiting, it's already in name only, I always need to let the other battalion commanders take the lead to seize power first, so that I can dismiss you, otherwise, wouldn't Gan Yi have doubts."

Chu Guangliang shook off his hand, walked back and forth in the house even more anxiously, and took the hot water poured by Xing Cheng, and managed to calm down.

"I...I'm not forcing you...I just..." He found himself a little incoherent.

"I understand, you don't need to rush to explain..." Xing Sheng comforted him in a low voice, "Give me some more time, I have contacted the battalion commanders in the past few days, and I will gradually dismantle the power in your hands and let the battalion The elders reorganized their respective deployments..."

Chu Guangliang seemed to think of something: "Is Lan Mo too? He will also be driven out of Jianhe Valley by you."

Xing Sheng lowered his head and did not answer.

"What are you going to do with him?"

"How to deal with him, I don't care."

Chu Guangliang clenched his lower lip, and it took him a long time to say sadly: "I really didn't expect that I would miss this place, but now I wish I could stay away from it. Maybe I shouldn't have participated in the national martial arts examination in the first place."

"Why do you say that?" Xing Sheng's heart sank heavily, "Chang Ming and I have always regarded you as a close friend. After you leave here, I will also make proper arrangements for you..."

Chu Guangliang smiled wryly and shook his head, his eyes were soaked with tears unconsciously.

"I have been tortured here for three years. Now that I think about it, I really want to ask you. Could it be that you returned to Jianhe Valley only for the revenge of your teacher? With such suffering, can General Gu Laiqiu feel at ease?"

"He's dead!" Xing Cheng resolutely said loudly, "He's already dead, and he will never care about my sorrows and joys. If I feel at ease, why bother to ask? Back then, the brothers of the Gan family made a false accusation, and all of this disappeared. Already!"

Chu Guangliang stared blankly at his slightly ferocious face, knowing in his heart that it was useless to say too much—and he never needed to say too much.