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Ye Liuhua didn't explain, just stood in the lobby for a moment, then continued to walk back with Shao Siming.

Passing through the medical hall, one came to a large cemetery, with more than a thousand small stone tablets lined up neatly, hundreds of them had been covered with white cloth, and the rest were not yet.

Ye Liuhua stepped forward without any scruples and lifted a few pieces of white cloth, signaling Shao Si to order for himself to watch.

The epitaph on the stele does not sing praises or even names, but only a few words record when the person buried under the stele entered the prison net, recorded when and where he died in which action, and recorded the past in this troubled world. There is such a small existence.

Shao Siming only glanced briefly and refused to look at it. The white cloth floating in the wind on the tombstone was dazzling in her eyes at the moment, and she felt as if she was standing in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Turning his head, Shao Siming suddenly saw the new corpse brought out by the dead in the medical hall - a woman who failed to be rescued, who was young, probably not much older than her.

The dead in the medical hall threw the body into the cremation pit next to it and started to light the fire.The flames lit up the already slightly bright eastern sky, but Shao Si Ming couldn't see any hope.

"There is nothing to regret. In life and death, there is no distinction between men and women." Ye Liuhua finally said, "To live to death, it is better to bend than bend. This is the creed of the Ye family, and it is also the belief of the entire prison network."

As he said, Ye Liuhua reached out and pointed at the relatively large monuments that were built among the tombs: "That one belongs to the ancestors, that one belongs to the uncle, and those two belong to the father and the third uncle. "

After a pause, Ye Liuhua pointed to the one not far away: "This one is reserved for me."

Shao Si Ming was shocked and looked at him in shock.She finally understood why some monuments had white cloths on them and others didn't - all the dead men in the prison net had their own tombstones, and even if they were alive, they were ready to die at any time.

"Fame and wealth are things outside the body, what's the use of mourning after death? No one can live forever, and no dead man can die well."

Ye Liuhua chuckled lightly, and said in a relieved tone, "Following these hierarchy rules in life is just to live better. After death, ashes return to ashes. Everyone is the same."

Shao Siming lowered his eyes, Ye Liuhua's words were simply a lunatic and a strange idea in today's world.Will the princes and nobles be willing to stay with the lowly untouchables?Even after death, there is a distinction between high and low.Princes and generals have cumbersome and noble funerals and exquisite funerary objects, but it is rare for ordinary civilians to have an inch of land to be buried.

But the Prison Network has been able to be strong so far, I am afraid it is precisely because of these crazy ideas.

"However, Prison Net is not afraid of death, but I cannot underestimate the lives of any of my subordinates."

Ye Liuhua looked solemn, and looked at Shao Siming: "Just like the master of the country is to you, since they are willing to hand over their lives to me, I will be responsible for their lives. Now it's not about exposing the prison net to save the country. When I was an adult, I couldn’t let my subordinates sacrifice in vain because you cared about chaos. I’m sorry for forcing the elder to stay in the Valley of the Wind, but if time goes back, my choice will still be the same.”

Shao Siming looked at Ye Liuhua and bowed deeply to her to make amends, and he no longer blamed him in his heart.

Ye Liuhua was much more sensible than her, and she was right, she was too worried that Xinghun almost broke the plan of the prison net.

Reaching out to help Ye Liuhua, Shao Siming also bowed slightly to express his apology and gratitude, then turned around and left lightly.

Ye Liuhua stood at the same spot and watched Shao Siming's beautiful figure disappear into the distance. After a moment of silence, he walked to his father's grave but didn't kneel down. He just put his hand on the tombstone and remained silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, until the sky was completely bright, and Feng Zikong came quietly, and he waited quietly not far behind him without stepping forward to disturb him.

Sensing Feng Zikong approaching, Ye Liuhua calmed down his emotions just now, and spoke lightly.

"Go ahead."

Feng Zikong stepped forward and bowed: "My lord, there is news from Feng Xuanxin."

"Why, how does Zhao Gao plan to deal with the young master?"

"A marriage." The meaning of the smile on Feng Zikong's face was unclear.

"Oh? Which princess?" Ye Liuhua played with taste.

"Dawn." Feng Zikong replied.

"Good name." Ye Liuhua sighed, "Zhao Gao really has a heart."

"Hu Hai killed twelve brothers as soon as he came to the throne, and his subordinates feel that he might not let the sisters go." Feng Zikong paused, "Then he asked Hu Hai to marry the young master..."

"As expected. If you want to kill the national teacher, you must have a legitimate excuse." Ye Liuhua sneered, "The young master agreed?"

"No, the young lord, on the grounds that the thirteen Taibao who broke into the palace at night was not caught was guilty, and Hu Hai allowed him to wear the crime and perform meritorious deeds and give him a marriage."

"Landscape?"

Ye Liuhua smiled ironically, and glanced at the words on his father's stone tablet.

The red yarn fades, and the poem talks about the end of the world.This is the dream of many boys and girls, but who can realize it?

The partner of princes, generals and ministers has never been chosen by themselves.

"Temporarily keep Shao Siming secret." Ye Liuhua turned and walked outside the medical hall, "Where is Moon God, what is Zhao Gao going to do with it?"

"No news for now." Feng Zikong followed his footsteps, "Moon God doesn't intervene much in Daqin's affairs, doesn't make any contribution, and doesn't show any interest in imperial power. Zhao Gao probably won't touch her for the time being."

"Kill one who is threatening, and keep the one that is not threatening to appease the Yinyang family." Ye Liuhua praised, "It's a good method."

"Young master, then we..."

"Watch what happens."

"Here."

Ye Liuhua thought for a while, and then ordered: "Prepare the Yinyang family to crack the evidence of Canglong Qisu, so that Zhao Gao and Hu Hai can believe it at any time."

"Don't worry, my lord, the prison net will definitely erase the young master's previous interest in Canglong Qisu." Feng Zikong smiled.

Ye Liuhua nodded in satisfaction. The subordinates around him could always understand what he meant, which made him feel very relieved.

"Go." Ye Liuhua waved his hand.

"Here."

"That's right." Ye Liuhua suddenly stopped him again, "When will the young master arrive?"

"Probably before Xu time tonight."

"Xushi... at the moment of Youzheng, call Shao Siming to come to Huxin Pavilion." Ye Liuhua curled his lips.

Feng Zikong was startled, and immediately understood that his young master had become playful again, a little funny: "Young master, aren't you afraid of the young master's wrath?"

"Of course I have my sense of proportion." Ye Liuhua narrowed his eyes. "You just do it."

Feng Zikong shook his head helplessly: "This subordinate resigns."

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When Xinghun opened his eyes the next day, everything was no different from when he fell asleep.The secret room is deep underground and there is no sunlight, and the lighting is entirely dependent on the ever-burning lamp on the table, making it impossible to tell what time it is.

After getting up and tidying up his robes, Xinghun opened the door, and Feng Zisha had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"grown ups."

"What time is it now?"

"At the third quarter of the first day." Feng Zicha was afraid that he would blame him and hurriedly added, "My lord has told you that my lord is very tired, and my subordinates dare not disturb you."

"Where's Ye Liuhua?" Xinghun asked while waving his hand to signal Yingyi's guards to bring him into the secret room earlier.

He actually slept soundly until nearly noon.Being imprisoned for more than a month to be physically and mentally exhausted is only one aspect, and on the other hand, it means that he has really gradually recognized Ye Liuhua and Prison Net.

"Young Master went back to Chasing Wind Valley last night." Feng Zicha replied, "Moon God has already arrived in Xianyang, and the driver is waiting outside Chasing Snow Building, waiting for adults to enter the palace together."

Xinghun nodded, he went to Zhuixuelou first and didn't intend to hide the Yinyang family, Donghuang didn't care where he went.

"Feng Zigan personally went to the box on the top floor to block the imperial envoy, please go directly to the secret passage leading to the box on the top floor after your lord's early meal." Feng Zisha cupped his hands.

Xinghun nodded. Since Ye Liuhua dared to keep him in Zhuixuelou overnight, he naturally had a way to cover it up in front of others.

It's just... the corner of Xinghun's mouth twitched when he thought of the dog's secret passageway in the box on the top floor.

Opening the door openly from the box on the top floor of the Chasing Snow Building, Feng Zigan finally heaved a sigh of relief and moved away from the body that had been blocking the door: "My lord."

Xinghun raised his eyes to look at the imperial envoy whom he used as a shield last time, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master Imperial Envoy, long time no see."

"It is the blessing of the lower officials to be able to be remembered by the National Teacher."

The imperial envoy hastily bowed his hands flatteringly, if it wasn't for the right protector on the carriage, he wouldn't be easy to mess with, he would never dare to come over to urge Xinghun.

"Let's go." Xinghun flicked his sleeves and prepared to go downstairs.

"grown ups……"

The imperial envoy hesitated to speak, he poked his head suspiciously to see what was going on in the box, but was blocked by Feng Zigan.

"Mr. Liuhua is still drunk, is it possible that the imperial envoy wants to help him sober up?" Xinghun asked jokingly.

"How dare you lower the official."

The imperial envoy didn't dare to disobey Xinghun, and because he didn't know Ye Liuhua's background, he didn't dare to offend easily, so he had to go downstairs with Xinghun angrily.

"Master Xinghun's injury hasn't healed yet, such a greedy drink will hurt his body." Moon God had a lot of meaning.

"Don't bother Mr. Luna." Xing Hun sneered, "Master Luna may be suspicious of me, so you might as well think about how to bring Ji Ru back."

"Oh? Shao Siming is also in the hands of those rebels, how can Master Xinghun bring her back?" Luna returned ironically, "I was not the only one who failed last time."

Xinghun suddenly smiled playfully: "At least I know where Shao Siming is now, but Mr. Luna doesn't think that the group of rebels will wait for you at the same place before going?"

Luna's face changed slightly: "What did you give Ye Liuhua?"

Xinghun hooked the corners of his mouth and stopped answering, closed his eyes and continued to secretly adjust his internal injuries.

Luna looked at Xinghun's irrelevant appearance, and suddenly became angry.

Young Master Liuhua had a good reputation in Jianghu in the past, but that doesn't mean he is really a good person.The Zhuixue Building under him has stood for several years in Xianyang, where fish and dragons are mixed, and has never stood in line but has no background to follow. This proves that Ye Liuhua's identity is unusual.With the wealth of Zhuixuelou, the rich and powerful in the court were not eager to take it as their own, nor did they turn to any side as a backing. If it wasn't for the support of the royal family in Zhuixuelou, it was because the Ye family's methods were deep unpredictable.