startled autumn

Han Bi already knew how to measure himself, but when he heard the words, he restrained himself a bit, and changed to sitting upright. After a while, he seemed to think of something temporarily, and whispered: "There is one more."

Shen Zhiqiu got his order in advance, and now hearing what he said, he reacted very quickly and took out another certificate that had already been written, spread it out carefully, and handed it over.

Yan Huaishen's palm was stained with red mud, but he didn't shy away from picking up the certificate and glanced at it, and said with a smile: "You guys who are in business, really push everything to the limit and leave no room for it."

Han Bi has always adhered to the principle of "less profit equals loss", and now he is no exception, he confessed frankly: "Since you are willing to plead guilty, what's the point of pleading more? Just do it for me."

It was clearly stated on the certificate that Yan Huaishen conspired with Lu Zheliu to impersonate the blood descendants of the previous dynasty, to restore the country in the Ming Dynasty, and secretly plot rebellion.

Yan Huaishen suddenly burst out laughing.

Shen Zhiqiu frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Huaishen: "I'm laughing at you, you are in such a panic that you don't choose your own way, and you are in a mess."

Han Bi said "Oh" and asked, "Where do we start?"

"Just because you want me to prove that your highness is not of royal blood, I know that your highness must have escaped from the capital safely at this moment, and will be able to lead the king's teacher to the north in the near future. It has finally become a serious problem for your confidantes. You let me give this perjury. It's just to slander His Highness before the battle and shake the morale of the army." Yan Huaishen's tone revealed a bit of stubbornness, "Since the situation of the restoration of the country is very good, shouldn't I laugh?"

The Highness he kept talking about was the missing Lu Zheliu.Because Han Bi was tricked by Han Bi just now, Yan Huaishen gritted his teeth very tightly this time, and never revealed any news.

Han Bi shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "When you are about to die, you are still dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Dream. Yan Huaishen, you are so smart that you ended up like this."

Yan Huaishen: "What do you mean?"

"I can guess everything you've done over the years. Naturally, it can't be groundless. Now that the matter has come to an end, don't you think I don't know who Lu Zheliu is?" Han Bi said, " You call yourself the master of Kuting, you plan everything, and you play with everyone in the applause. Your Majesty, the prince, Lu Zheliu, and even the family and clans are all your tools to turn clouds and rain, but you don't know that you are not only incapable of fighting To win His Majesty, even a villain like Lu Zheliu can put you on the side - tell me, how can you still laugh?"

Yan Huai's deep smile gradually turned cold, and he looked away disapprovingly.

Han Bi sarcastically said without changing his expression: "You call Lu Zheliu your Highness, but you look down on him in your heart. Unexpectedly, now, you can only be willing to be a hostage, hoping that Lu Zheliu can rely on your Yan family army The restoration of the country is successful, and I will regard you as the regent, but it is a pity that Lu Zheliu is much smarter than you, and he never keeps useless abandoned sons."

"I have raised him for more than twenty years, which has already surpassed the kindness of a monarch and minister. It is absolutely impossible for you to drive a wedge between me and Your Highness." Yan Huaishen closed his eyes slightly.

Han Bi asked word by word, "Are you the ruler or minister, or master and servant?"

Yan Huaishen opened his eyes suddenly, and there seemed to be a burning anger in them.

Han Bi read slowly: "The Lu family in Li County has a son, who is six years old and was born on January 120. Due to the difficult times, he is willing to sell himself as a slave. As evidence..."

Yan Huai said in a deep cold voice, "Shut up."

The person who spoke shut up, but Shen Zhiqiu refused to let him go. Instead, following Han Bi's instructions earlier, he took out another piece of yellowed and withered deed paper, and unfolded it carefully. What was written was almost the same as what Han Bi said, and the well-preserved lower corner was covered with a child's handprint, which was dazzlingly red.

Time passed and before entering the dungeon, Han Bi handed over the certificate and the contract to Shen Zhiqiu, and explained in detail when it would be available. Shen Zhiqiu repeatedly agreed, but couldn't help asking in doubt: "This contract of sale is very important. ?"

Han Bi calmly explained: "Brother ransacked Yan Huaishen's house overnight, even tore down the bricks, and only then did he find this from the hidden cell."

Shen Zhiqiu didn't understand: "So what?"

Han Bi: "This is Lu Zheliu's contract of selling himself."

"How is it possible, isn't he the former prince?" Shen Zhiqiu blurted out in shock.

Han Bi smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that he can't be the prince?"

After hearing his reminder, Shen Zhiqiu recalled it immediately, and said with shame: "I forgot for a while."

"How could you forget?" This time it was Han Bi's turn to be surprised. After all, as long as it was his words, Shen Zhiqiu would always keep them in mind even if he didn't like black and white. I wondered to myself, could it be that this person is tired of him?

Shen Zhiqiu defended in a low voice: "You said a lot that day, I remember everything else."

"For example?" Han Bi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Shen Zhiqiu raised a serious face and repeated it word by word: "If I hadn't met you, there would still be Shadow Stepping on the Sword; if you hadn't met me..."

Han Bi covered his mouth with his hand, preventing him from finishing the remaining half of the sentence "I can only die alone", and said with a smile, "You remember what I said clearly."

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhiqiu was stuffed in his palm, and said in a muffled voice, "I will come to you."

Han Bi was startled.

He has Shen Zhiqiu, how can there be any loneliness in his old age?Thinking of his worries about gains and losses, Han Bi couldn't help laughing and said, "So you don't remember about Lu Zheliu."

Shen Zhiqiu asked in a daze, "Is this important?"

Han Bi felt that there was no one in this world who would please him more than Shen Zhiqiu.

"Compared to me, of course it's not important." Han Bi finished boasting solemnly, then returned to the original topic, and analyzed to Shen Zhiqiu with reason and evidence, "Think about it carefully, what is an ordinary contract of selling oneself worth? Yan Huaishen put it in a secret compartment and carefully collected it? Unless this deed of sale is for an extraordinary person."

"Who can be considered extraordinary?"

Han Bi replied with a half-smile: "For example, the former prince worth 120 yuan?"

Shen Zhiqiu didn't understand these words at the time, and it was only now that he could figure it out. When Han Bi said that Lu Zheliu and Yan Huaishen were not monarchs and ministers, but masters and servants, the truth was clearly revealed.

Yan Huai was silent for a moment, then asked slowly: "What is this?"

Han Bi waved his hand and said, "The words have already been spoken, why do you bother to pretend to be stupid? Since I brought it in front of you, I naturally have grasped the cause and effect. Whether you admit it or not, it has nothing to do with the overall situation."

"In that case, why did you come to me?" Yan Huai frowned deeply.

Han Bi: "I'll give you a way out."

A difficult silence followed.

"You don't believe me? Then I'll say more, so that you can understand clearly." Han Bi rolled up his cuffs in a leisurely manner, and said softly as if casually mentioning, "Shen Jianxing from Hezhou, you should know him." Right? Do you need me to tell you the birth date of the little prince again?"

Yan Huaishen did not answer.

Han Bi looked at his expression calmly, saw his fists clenched slightly, and then said slowly again: "And Yan Yang who was sent to the south by you, what is his identity—"

At this moment, Yan Huai looked at him deeply, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Who told you?" Yan Huai asked from the bottom of his heart.

The situation turned, and this time it was Han Bi's turn not to say a word, and just looked at Yan Huaishen with a playful look, as if everything was clear in his eyes, and there was no secret in it that could be deceived from him.

Yan Huai paused and said, "Is it Lu Zheliu?"

Han Bi: "General Yan, you don't have the right to ask questions now. After all, you always ask three questions, and I never talk to stupid people."

"This is indeed Lu Zheliu's contract of selling his body." Yan Huaishen replied lightly, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, "It's your turn."

Shen Zhiqiu listened on the sidelines, only feeling cold sweat.

Because of the secrets of Kuting and Hezhou, Han Bi actually didn't know much. Before the interrogation, he had told Shen Zhiqiu that General Yan was self-righteous and self-righteous. If he wanted him to tell the truth obediently, he had to use false Find out.

Therefore, he first used limited and real information to speculate in front of Yan Huaishen that he hoarded private soldiers and instigated the prince to force the palace, etc., and he spoke convincingly and exhaustively, creating the illusion that he knew everything. Break through Yan Huaishen's psychological defense; then take out a contract of selling his life as real evidence, speciously implying that he knows the secret of Lu Zheliu's life experience; finally, he typed several clues that he was not sure about, seemingly saying everything, but in fact Nothing was said.

Han Bi really didn't like talking with stupid people, because they always asked the bottom line.

Only people like Yan Huaishen who think they are smart, who are too superstitious about Han Bi's wisdom and think that he knows everything, will listen to the first half of the sentence, automatically associate the second half of the sentence, and unknowingly scare themselves half to death.

But now, Yan Huaishen obviously wants to hear a clear answer.

The surrounding atmosphere was tense, Shen Zhiqiu held his breath, and silently sweated for Han Bi in his heart. If he made a wrong step at this moment, all previous efforts would be wasted. I don't know how he should deal with it?Fortunately, even though Shen Zhiqiu was worried, he still had that dazed look on his face that couldn't keep up with the rhythm, showing no timidity at all.

Han Bi took a look at this wooden post, couldn't help but smile, and then replied bluntly, "Lu Zheliu is not the only one who betrayed you."

Yan Huaishen: "Who else?"

Han Bi said sternly, "The good shows should always be put in the back."

Yan Huai smiled coldly: "I don't need you to tell me, Shen Jianxing must be alive, and it's his good luck to survive the catastrophe."

Han Bi's heart moved, Yan Huaishen had always thought that Shen Jianxing died.

Could it be that Shen Jianxing was unable to escort the little prince away at the beginning because of Yan Huaishen's plan - fortunately, Shen Zhiqiu must not be able to understand the meaning behind these words, otherwise he might have to draw his sword on the spot.

Thinking of this, Han Bi put on an inscrutable appearance, and his heart was full of calculations.

"After all, he is from Hezhou, so it is only natural that he cares about the safety of the little prince."

Yan Huai laughed mockingly and said: "Hezhou people only know how to avoid the world, they are greedy for life and afraid of death; the surviving He family is either female or a group of rats, but after several times of encirclement and suppression, they are so frightened that they want to send their only blood away from the Central Plains— —If it wasn’t for me, how could they have any hope of returning to the country?”

Han Bi: "So you detained the little prince."

In Kuting at the beginning, there was probably one faction that advocated peace, just trying to survive; the other faction headed by Yan Huaishen advocated war, hiding its strength and trying to restore the country.Facing the infant little prince, the Lord and his faction chose to send him to Hezhou to live in safety, while Yan Huaishen secretly plotted against Shen Jianxing, leaving the last blood of the He family in the Central Plains at a critical moment.

Yan Huaishen replied: "That's right."

It is true that the little prince stayed in the Central Plains, but something must have happened later, so Yan Huaishen had to settle for the next best thing, and chose to let Lu Zheliu pretend to be the prince.

"It's a pity that things didn't go as planned..." Han Bi pondered for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, "No wonder you found Lu Zheliu later."

Nothing was actually mentioned in these words, it was all a temptation, but Yan Huaishen didn't hear it, and coldly snorted: "With Yanyang's aptitude, how can we restore the country?"

Yanyang!

Finally heard a shocking news, Han Bi swept away the gloom, and smiled with a rare joy, "Even so, you still adopted him as an adopted son, took him by your side, and spoiled him like an idle playboy. "

As a family friend of the Yan family, Han Bi naturally knew that Yan Yang's health was not good when he was a child. It is said that he was congenitally deficient, and he was ill several times. Therefore, Yan Huaishen had always loved him very much, but he didn't mind that his character was ruined by wine and lust.Now that I think about it, it should be that the little prince was born with the root cause of the disease. Yan Huai was deeply afraid that he would not be able to support him, and also felt that his qualifications were too poor, so just in case, he asked Lu Zheliu to take care of him.

After all, the journey to restore the country is difficult. If it weren't for Lu Zheliu, a proud man like heaven, he might not be able to convince the public.

"Yanyang, where are you now?" Yan Huaishen asked lightly.

Han Bi truthfully replied, "It's in my hands."

Yan Huai murmured deeply: "Since Shen Jianxing is alive and knows you, naturally he won't let you hurt him, so I can rest assured."

Han Bi wanted to answer, but in the blink of an eye, he chewed these words several times, only to feel that it sounded weird, so he froze in place for a moment, and the folded hands in front changed into a cross-clasping posture.

"Ha chirp."

Shen Zhiqiu sneezed in a timely manner.

As a considerate lover, Han Bi hurriedly asked, "Why, is the dungeon too cold?"

Shen Zhiqiu replied, "My nose is itchy."

Han Bi reached out to pinch his nose, and asked affectionately, "Is it still itchy?"

Shen Zhiqiu suddenly had trouble breathing, and shook his head sullenly.

Han Bi laughed.

After being tortured by Yan Huaishen, she was no longer surprised, she looked away indifferently, and waited for the two of them to finish.

Han Bi said to Shen Zhiqiu with a pun, "Well done."

Shen Zhiqiu touched his pinched red nose, feeling a little proud in his heart—Han Bi had taught him before that when he clasped his hands, he was short of words and needed time to think, so he could take the opportunity to make jokes and break the deadlock.

He also specially demonstrated several methods according to Han Bi's words, but Han Bi said that he sneezes the best, loud and not embarrassed, which is very rare.

Without Han Bi's suggestion, Shen Zhiqiu would never have known that he had such talent beyond sword practice, so he quietly stared at Han Bi's beautiful side face, only thinking that he was smart and good-looking, and he admired him endlessly, and his love grew day by day.