History Book Meticulous Brushwork Series - Jin Guangyao

(It's not that I'm close to Lan Xichen... I'll explain at the end of each title)

I looked at the room in front of me, and calculated the distance between this place and Wen Ruohan's bedroom in my mind. It was indeed very close. It seemed that Meng Yao really gained Wen Ruohan's trust back then.

Although I guessed that Lan Xichen probably knew where Meng Yao lived, I couldn't help asking curiously, "Zewu-jun has been here?"

Lan Xichen was stunned for a moment, and then said: "When the battlefield is about to advance to the night sky, he can't run too far. I came here alone late at night to get the battle report."

I nodded, it seemed that Meng Yao really trusted Lan Xichen.

But apart from the factor of trust, Lan Xichen is indeed the most suitable person for him to deliver the battle report. Nie Mingjue has already separated from him at this time. It's useless for Zongmen to get the news.

Meng Yao's room has also been ransacked, and only some manuscripts and daily necessities are left. It can be seen that he lived a very simple life in Qishan. I picked up a few manuscripts and looked through them. They are all about martial arts and swordsmanship. From the notes, it seems that Meng Yao has been constantly improving her cultivation during the latent period.

It's a pity that the foundation is not stable, and it will be difficult to reach the top.

I turned around and asked: "Mr. Zewu, I heard that Meng Yao killed a monk of the Jin family on the battlefield. I asked Sect Master Xiao Nie, and he said that Master Chi Feng didn't want to go into details with him. I wonder if you knew about it? "

Lan Xichen sighed, "Those cultivators stole the military exploits and took them for themselves. He killed those people with the Wen family's sword skills, but he happened to be smashed by the elder brother, and he plotted against the elder brother to escape, and then he joined Qishan as an undercover agent. So he didn't dare to look for Big Brother, he only dared to pass the battle report to me secretly."

"But I also know the temper of the elder brother... He must have been really scared at the time, so he made such a terrible plan."

I shrugged, "Who knows?"

"Yes." Lan Xichen smiled wryly, "I can't find the answer now."

There was a bottle of medicine poured out on the cupboard. I smelled it. It was a long time ago, but I could still smell a faint smell of medicine. It should be medicine for golden sores.

Lan Xichen also saw it, picked up the medicine bottle silently, and said: "Back then when elder brother was captured and wounded by Wen Ruohan, it was he who injured himself and got the golden sore medicine and secretly sent it to the dungeon, but elder brother didn't Take it."

It seemed that Meng Yao hadn't forgotten Qinghe's kindness at this time, and she hadn't had any murderous intentions. It's a pity that Nie Mingjue was already at odds with his brother and couldn't go back.

Dusk is like some kind of magic moment. Through the twilight of the sunset, I seem to see the shadow of Meng Yao who once lived in this room. A mediocre man, on the surface it looks like a defector from the Jin family, but Still relying on his cleverness and wit, he assassinated the most powerful person in the world.

I heard that Wen Ruohan's corpse was restrained by Meng Yao, and many restrictions on it were also imposed by Meng Yao. Everyone said that Meng Yao was afraid of Wen Ruohan's revenge, but I don't think it's that simple. In three years, Wen Ruohan might have really raised something. He was quite a lot, at least, from the fact that he was able to successfully assassinate Wen Ruohan in the end, Wen Ruohan gave him trust.

From the beginning to the present, Meng Yao has always lacked trust in his life. Maybe somewhere in his heart, there was a moment when he really regarded Wen Ruohan as a master.

It's just that he didn't waver. It seems that he was really determined to return to Jin's at that time.

In fact, it's easy to understand. Meng Shi's life is like a duckweed. She naturally hopes that her son can return to her roots. She tries her best to protect Meng Yao's innocence, prevent Meng Yao from being exposed to those harsh things in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, and recognize her ancestors for him. A brick was laid on the road to the ancestors, and a handful of soil was buried for his idea of ​​recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors.

If he fell into the world of mortals, he might not be so determined to go home.

But he crawled out of the mud, he was still clean, he was no different from Jin Guangshan's other sons and daughters, why should he be wandering outside and suffer the eyes of the world?

Obviously Jin Guangyao is a person who is willing to fight against the sky, just by getting out of the hook cleanly, he has already won a round.

I suddenly looked at Lan Xichen, who was still staring at the medicine bottle in a daze. Perhaps Wen Ruohan was not the only one who gave Meng Yao his trust.

When Evernight Tiancheng left, the sky was already dark, but with Lan Xichen walking by my side, I wasn't very afraid. After all, I couldn't beat Xie Chong, so could Mr. Zewu still be unable to beat him?

Time has passed too long, and the traces of the past have been obliterated in history. The city that never sleeps will now become dark with the sunset, and it is no longer a place that never sleeps.

On the carriage back, Lan Xichen was also very silent, as if recalling the events of the Sun Shooting Campaign.

Suddenly, he said: "During the Sun Shooting Campaign, he risked his life to send me messages several times, and he has been in touch with me since he joined Wen's. I hope... Bai Shiguan can send me a message." Write these in."

I touched the mantra on my waist and nodded.

Yu Ling is here, he can choose not to say it, but what he said must be the truth.

When did Meng Yao start delivering the battle report? This is a key point. If it started in the middle and late stages, Wen’s family had already shown some fatigue at that time. It started from the very beginning, which means that he had thought about it since he entered Wen's, and he was just an undercover agent.

This point is also crucial to the position of describing official history.

According to the rumors of the world, Meng Yao, who became Jin Guangyao, took advantage of Lord Zewu's trust to steal Qingxinyin and Luanpochao, killed Chi Fengzun, and obtained Lan's support through Lord Zewu's trust, and established up the lookout.

And Jin Guangyao's ending is indeed in line with the rumors, he was stabbed in the chest by Ze Wujun himself, but now I see Lan Xichen's reaction, but I feel that there must be something else hidden in it, he hopes to justify Jin Guangyao's name.

At least Jin Guangyao doesn't look like someone who abuses other people's trust and tramples on others at will, and I, who is in the royal family, naturally understand that the support of only one Gusu Lan family is far from enough for a thousand watchtowers.

Maybe when I go to Kim's, I will think more clearly.

I looked at Lan Xichen opposite, and suddenly remembered something.

More than a year ago, I followed the emperor's micro-service private visit, just after the flood in the Yellow River, and the people in the disaster-stricken area were in dire straits.

A young man with bright eyes attracted the emperor's attention. He was dressed in rags and his face was dirty, but there was an unyielding gleam in his eyes, as if disasters could not be erased.

The emperor gave him a jade pendant that he carried with him. The young man froze for a moment, rushed his hand before taking it, and searched his pockets all over his body, not knowing where to put it. Finally, he carried it back with clean hands all the way.

Maybe Lan Xichen is that flawless jade to Jin Guangyao.

Jin Guangyao was the boy who was hit by the disaster. He couldn't place the beautiful jade even if he searched his whole body, so he could only hold it in the palm of his hand.

But jade is easy to break, and people are easy to change.

-TBC-

Lao Huanhuan followed the historian all the way, and it was like a public execution...