He's been caught for the show.

The escorted prisoner wagon rumbled by on the official road, and the summer sun scorched people's minds swollen, and they wanted to hide under the shade of the trees without moving. It's just that the sweat dripping from their foreheads and the patient expression on their faces showed that they didn't feel nothing about it.

In this kind of weather, even sitting in a car with a roof for shade is uncomfortable.

But if we talk about the most energetic in this convoy, we must count the prisoners in the middle of the convoy, locked in the prison car in a very uncomfortable position, and baked by the sun.

He was twisting his body with difficulty, turning his face to one side and yelling curses.This scolding started when the escort team set off, and it has not stopped until now. The owner of the voice has long been hoarse, but he is still persistent.And the soldiers escorted around him have long learned to regard this movement as cicadas and birds chirping, and they are too lazy to stop it needlessly.

"Yan Jie, you are ungrateful!!"

"It's in vain that this king trusts you so much! If there is no this king, who would use a cripple!!"

"Wolf heart and dog lung, revenge will be revenged!!"

"..."

"You lame!! Lame!!!"

"You bastard drowned in a piss bucket!!"

"..."

"........."

Looking in the direction he was cursing, it was a car that was open on all sides and only had a roof.

It was moving forward at the same speed as the prison car, and the person sitting in the car was the first person who made great contributions to suppressing the rebellion against King Jingning.

Yan Jie leaned on the railing with no attitude, raised his head and took a sip of wine. He was obviously the one who had been greeted by his ancestors and descendants for eighteen generations, but the expression on his face was different. He wasn't annoyed at all, and seemed to listen to this movement as a little song for drinking.

If the other party scolded to the point, he would even nod his head, as if he was responding.

This makes people wonder whether this man suffered a brain injury during the counter-insurgency process, or whether he drank too much and got drunk.

However, Yan Jie was neither mentally injured nor drunk, he nodded simply because he felt that some of King Jingning's words really made sense, he even felt that this stupid pig had been confused all his life, but now he sees it much more clearly.

Indeed, as that stupid pig said, what is there to live for a person like him?

He has only a little bit of talent in his chest, but he thinks he can rule the world; his vision is trapped in a square, but he speaks like a summer insect that there is no ice in the world; At that time, some people had spread their wings and soared above Kyushu.

He could have followed, he was the most qualified to follow...

But he only regarded the corner of the land he saw as everything, and he didn't notice anything.

Like a ridiculous drama, he is the buffoon in that drama.

Abandoned by the family because of a natural disability, but relying on his natural talents, he was unwilling to resent and resent, so he devoted himself to that person.

Yan Jie still remembers how he talked eloquently in front of that person back then, relying on his talents and learning.

If there were any spectators under the stage, they would surely burst into laughter at this scene.

He thought it was his own talent that convinced the other party, but in fact, it was just a funny way of playing tricks, but the man held his hand struggling out of the deep mud.

……

…………

It was the other party who pulled him out of the swamp, but he just watched that person sinking deeper and deeper into the deep pool.

He obviously has the opportunity to do something, he can obviously help, but he just watched, watched everything happen...

"Ungrateful, wolf-hearted, revenge for kindness!!"

What is there to refute?Isn't what he said the truth?

"Mr. Yan, your letter."

Chai Zhu squeezed the letter in his hand, looked at Yan Jie who closed his eyes and fell asleep as if he was drunk, and carefully reminded him.

He couldn't help but not panic.

When I was in Yangye before, because I was in the enemy camp and my nerves were tense, Chai Zhu had no time to care about some details.But now that the matter was resolved, Chai Zhucai suddenly realized the problem, which was originally just a slight worry.But when the letter that should be addressed to Yan Jie was delivered to him, Chai Zhu's uneasiness almost reached its peak.

——He seems to have been involved in Mr. Yan's intelligence network unintentionally, and he has figured out the codes and intelligence channels without knowing it.

Is this something he can know?

Obviously not.

And is Mr. Yan such an imprudent person?

Less likely.

and so……

Will he be silenced?He must be silently silenced, right? !Anyone who sees it as the kind of silence of natural death.

Chai Zhu:! ! !

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He felt that sending the letter was simply reminding the other party to do it quickly.

However, after what happened to King Jingning, even if Chai Zhu was given a hundred more courage, he would not dare to confuse this belief.Chai Zhu walked to Yan Jie with the mood of going to the guillotine. There was no condition for a good meal in the carriage. Before he came, he ate several plates of dim sum, which was regarded as a meal for the guillotine.

Unaware of the complex mental activities of the boy next to him, Yan Jie raised his eyelids and glanced at him when he heard the movement, and asked indifferently, "Where is the letter?"

Chai Zhu: "Sent from the capital."

Yan Jie sat up straighter when he heard this, he remembered that the young master also wrote to say that he had already left for the capital, so the days should be about the same.

He was about to pick it up, but he heard Chai Zhu continue: "It seems that the surname is Xie."

Not the young master.

Yan Jie lowered the hand he had just raised, his shoulders collapsed, and his whole body collapsed as if he had no bones.

Jingcheng, whose surname is Xie, can still deliver letters to him through this route...

"He," Yan Jie curled his lips, "Is that old thing still alive? Sure enough, he belongs to the bastard, and he has a long life..."

Chai Zhu: "..."

Mr. Yan's mouth...

This person can live in peace and stability until now, it can only show that his brain is really good.

After getting along for a long time, Chai Zhu also found that compared with others, the treatment he received from Mr. Yan is really very gentle... Is it really the blessing of Brother Tuohuo...

Seeing that Yan Jie didn't accept the letter, Chai Zhu knew it meant he didn't intend to read it.

This is not the first time this happened, and Chai Zhu handled it with ease, "Then I will deal with this letter, so as not to leak the news."

I don't know where this sentence touched Yan Jie's head, but he snorted coldly and sneered mockingly: "Leaked?"

Chai Zhu: "..."

This tone...

Come, come, come again.

"That's the reincarnation of an old turtle, the bastard is not as tight as his mouth...you can't fart with a stick..."

Chai Zhumu listened to Yan Jie cursing for half an hour with a straight face.

The richness of vocabulary and the freshness of tricks are far from being comparable to that of King Jing Ning who never stopped talking all the way.

If there is a shortcoming, it is because of the body. This one is short of breath after cursing for a while, and the durability is not enough.

Sure enough, after a while, Yan Jie's panting became uneven.

Yan Jie also knew his limits, and when he felt a little out of breath, he shut up.

He paused for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth, and said coldly, "The only advantage of that old thing is that it can keep secrets."

This is strange, Chai Zhu couldn't help but look up at Yan Jie, he had heard a lot of cursing from the other party, this was the first time he ended with a compliment.

Although it doesn't look like a compliment at all in terms of tone.

Even looking at the other party's expression, Chai Zhu even suspected that all the previous greetings were routine greetings of Mo De's affection, and only the last sentence was what he really hated.

This kind of thought is just a flash, Chai Zhu has long learned not to delve into the connotation of the other party's behavior - after all, one thing can turn eighteen turns in his mind, if he figured everything out clearly, probably My brain has already exploded.

However, the other party's attitude today was not the same as usual. Chai Zhu hesitated for a moment, but chose to follow his intuition and left the letter where it was.

But Chai Zhu didn't see it. When he turned his back and left, Yan Jie's eyes fell on him inexplicably, he paused for a moment, and then lowered his eyes to look at the letter he left behind.

——So you actually want to go back?

So obvious, even seen by this kid?

Chai Zhuzheng, who didn't know that he had been used as a human figure tester, was grateful for his success in getting out of the sea of ​​suffering again. After barely maintaining this normal pace for a while, he hurriedly speeded up and slipped onto his carriage with oil on his feet.

Yan Jie sneered after reading it, but when he read the letter again, his eyes became serious again.

In the end, he didn't open the letter to read it, but just casually rolled it into his sleeve.

Anyway, there are so many words coming and going, and he has long been tired of reading them.

It is also rare for the Xiao family boy to invite the old man Xie.

Go back, just go back.

After all, the young master... must also enter the court...

The bright moon hangs high.

In the post house, Yan Jie suddenly opened his eyes.

It was a rare time that he didn't wake up from a nightmare, and he even looked at the surrounding environment a little blankly, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

It's a dream.

That's right... that kind of thing can only happen in a dream.

If he was still there, he would never allow himself to be overturned.

wait wait wait!

If he is still... still...

There was a flash of pain in his eyes, but he opened them wide immediately.

——That person is no longer there!

A certain idea suddenly became clear, and he staggered over and got out of bed, ignoring his congenitally disabled leg, and limped to the table.

Yan Jie desperately wanted to write something to organize his thoughts, but he didn't have time to spread out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so he simply dipped his fingers in tea and drew marks on the table.

……

The man didn't want to overturn the case because he was worried that it would cause turmoil in the court, but it has been so many years. Although the little emperor didn't even learn one or two of his things, those are enough to deal with most situations. The current court situation It's not as precarious as it was back then...

Yan Jie dipped in the tea and wrote each name stroke by stroke on the table.

After so many years, he can't confirm whether these people are still determined, or maybe most of them have long forgotten their past and old kindness... But it doesn't matter, if half of them are willing to come forward, it is enough.

If not even half...

There was a sneer on Yan Jie's lips.

——Then he doesn't mind helping them recall the old kindness...

After all, if it weren't for Prime Minister Huo back then, they would have long since lost their bones, and they could live so peacefully. He just wanted a little reward at this time.

……

…………

The names written by tea quickly spread out on the table, against the background of the mahogany, like bloodstains smudged.

Yan Jie splashed the water in the cup nonchalantly, completely buried the traces.

--after all……

Unlike that adult, he has never been a kind person.

first have to go back...

Thinking about it this way, this letter came in a timely manner.

The old man occasionally does some personnel work.

Thinking about it, Yan Jie took out the crumpled letter paper in his sleeve and unfolded it nonchalantly.

The originally contemptuous expression suddenly disappeared after touching the content of the letter. He stared at the ink words on it, his eyes widened a little bit.

a long time.

He stiffly covered his face with his sleeves, hiding the expression on his face.

Under the cover of the sleeves, there came a muffled laugh that seemed to be crying.

"what."

--what is this?What is this? !