Startled Meng

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He Qian's acupoints were tapped before he finished speaking, and he stared at Yu Fangzhi and Yan Cijing beside the bed immobile, wanting to ask them what they wanted to do, but was acupointed on the Ya acupoint again, and only uttered two sounds .

Looking out of the window for help, the back of the guard at the door became the only hope, but was blocked by Yan Cijing who stepped forward, and only heard him say:

"General He, Vice General Yue personally let us in, you don't have to worry, we just want to ask you something."

Yu Fang knew he had good intentions, Yan Cijing looked serious, and He Qian had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Yu Fangzhi took the initiative to help He Qian cover the quilt, and took the opportunity to taunt: "General He, didn't my master advise you not to play tricks with civil servants?"

Yan Cijing was more kind, his eyes signaled Fang Zhi to restrain himself, then he took out a letter from his sleeve and said: "General He, this is a letter found in Luo Sheng's room, judging by your expression, you must know This letter is addressed to some adult in the capital."

He sat down on the chair brought by Yu Fangzhi, waved his wide sleeves, looked at He Qian calmly, and said slowly:

"It's my idea to tap Ya acupuncture point. General He opened his mouth to make an excuse at this time, and I can't tell the truth from the false. Why don't you calm down and listen to me, to see if I'm right."

He Qian didn't know what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourd, but the letter did attract his idea. He looked at the icy magistrate, and then the language leaning on the armchair blowing tea. He knew that they were well prepared. Come on, just hear what they have to say.

"General He said that at the mass grave, Luo Sheng asked you not to pursue the case of the Flying Woman because of his brother's death, and later said that he wanted you to help him for the same reason, but because you were concerned about my life, rejected him."

"It's all nonsense."

Yan Cijing took the teacup handed by Yu Fangzhi, without blowing it, took a sip against his lips, the warm tea moistened his tongue, Yan Cijing narrowed his eyes comfortably, and his eyes became sharper when he spoke:

"General He lied a lot, but do you still remember why you agreed to help Luo Sheng in the first place?"

Yu Fang advised: "General He, don't be in a hurry! You are seriously injured, and rushing to attack the acupuncture points is not good for the injury."

Yan Cijing put down the teacup, "General He, you and Luo Sheng reached an agreement in the mass grave, and the dispute in the side room is all for the same reason."

"If my guess is correct, you would have known that Luo Sheng had connections with the prime minister Wei Cheng."

"As for General He...Wei had served as Minister of the Ministry of War in his early years, in charge of the world's military affairs, and you, who was the guard of Jiangling at that time, had some contact with you."

If He Qian hadn't been acupointed, he must be trembling all over at the moment, but if the dumb acupoints were relieved, he still couldn't refute anything.

He couldn't speak, he could only rely on listening and thinking.

He remembered what Luo Sheng said when he was guarding the body of Flying Woman while standing in front of him.

Luo Sheng did not kneel down, nor did he cry and beg, but spoke righteously:

"General He, I was ordered by Prime Minister Wei to kill Fly Pom."

He was stunned for two seconds before he realized that the Wei Xiang Luo Sheng was talking about referred to Wei Cheng, Minister of the Ministry of War who had sent the order to send aid to the north. Then he took two steps back without saying anything.

The subsequent memories were broken by Yan Cijing's cold voice.

"I don't understand why he can make you obey unconditionally by moving out Prime Minister Wei."

He Qian couldn't speak, so someone answered for him:

"Master Yan was wrong. General He thought that he and Xiang Wei had a relationship of mutual trust, but he thought it was wrong. The brother-in-law who begged for mercy was still dead. Our General He was furious, so Luo Sheng came again. When asking for help, General He must have refused without hesitation."

In fact, it was not to the point of hesitation. He Qian remembered that he lowered his head and said nothing. This appearance annoyed Luo Sheng.

"General He! Are you going to disobey?!"

The hesitation in He Qian's heart wiped out these words, and he asked unwillingly: "Disobedience? I just don't want to stand up for you in such an outrageous thing, and you call me disobedience? Back then you sent a letter for Wei Shangshu Come on, you know exactly how I did it!"

"I risked my life to defend the city, and only got the false title of a general. I retreated to Jiangling for 14 years! I have never been to Beijing. Does Minister Wei still remember me!"

He remembered that Luo Sheng's usually gentle face twisted into a violent face at that time, saying: "Wei Xiang takes care of everything every day, you should be considerate."

"Don't tell me that you are inconsiderate! I have been to the Prime Minister's Mansion many times. From tactful to direct, I just want to leave Jiangling. Even if I am transferred to Nanman to guard the barren border, it is better than being abandoned in this rich city!"

"But how did Prime Minister Wei do it? In the first few years, he was conciliatory and perfunctory, and then he simply ignored it. I know that the transfer of military positions is not easy. I have waited for more than ten years and there is no result, but is it okay to save a small official?"

Years of unrewarding ambitions and grievances of suffering were vented to a desperado in a cold side room. He Qian felt relieved, but at the same time, his head went blank. It goes into the chest.

It was a long sigh, it seemed that it had been sighing from the moment he fell down to now, and even He Qian himself didn't know what he was sighing.

He Qian, who recalled the past, forgot that he couldn't make a sound, and this sigh came from Yu Fangzhi.

"General He, isn't it because you still have illusions about Wei Cheng that you don't want to tell the truth?"

A hoarse and thick voice sounded: "I don't believe him, who else can I believe?"

Yu Fang Zhiyan Yan Ci and Jing Qiqi looked at the bed, only to see He Qian's eyes were dull, and a stream of blood was slowly flowing from his lips. In order to defend himself, he broke through the acupuncture points abruptly.

Yu Fangzhi ran to the bed and sealed the acupuncture points on his chest to prevent him from dying suddenly. Yan Cijing immediately got up and walked out, ordering to call the doctor.

Forcibly rushing to the acupoint, the fishy and sweet smell in He Qian's mouth became more and more serious, and blood gushed out of his mouth. He swallowed and called Yan Cijing by the door:

"Master Yan, you don't understand how important it is to me to send a piece of paper to aid the North."

Yan Cijing paused for a moment, without looking back, he opened the door and ordered someone to find Dr. Tang.

When it got to the point of calling for a doctor, Yue Junshan rushed in, threw himself on the bedside and called general three times, each more urgently than the last.

He Qian closed his eyes tiredly.

Yue Junshan was anxious for a moment, and asked sharply: "What did you do to the general?"

He Qian found Yue Junshan's hand, patted it reassuringly, and opened his mouth. His voice lacked the confidence of the past, and he said:

"I am the guard of one party. What am I guarding? Where was I when my wife and children died? Where was I when the three border cities were slaughtered? What did I do when Jiangling was killed?"

"Am I doing it all wrong?"

The three of them didn't expect He Qian to say such words suddenly, and they froze in place. Later, Tang Shuang entered the door with a medical box and drove out everyone who was in the way.

The room was warm and stuffy, and the outside was suffocatingly cold. Yu Fangzhi shook Yan Cijing's hand. After staying in the room for so long, his hand was still so cold.

With his hands covered, Yan Cijing raised his head slowly, and quietly revealed the unbearable look in his eyes to Yu Fangzhi.

Yue Junshan has been lowering his head ever since he left the house. He held back for a long time and finally couldn't help it anymore. He said indignantly, "Lord Yan has never seen it before, but I have seen the most energetic general. Back then he spoke to him personally. I said, even if you don't guard the country's gate, it is equally glorious to guard the peace of one side."

"Until the death of his wife, I encountered more than one scene where the general was drunk and blamed himself for not being able to protect his wife and not being worthy of being a husband."

"Later, the northern border was suppressed by the enemy, and the dispatch order from Yecheng finally gave the general a chance to show his ambition. During the time when I was with the general to fight against the enemy, I once again saw Fa's wife before she passed away. Glorious General..."

What happened after that, Yan Cijing had guessed, all his military exploits were exchanged for the title of general, and during the comfortable days of retreating to Jiangling, He Qian wasted time, and he was almost exhausted in the correspondence between requests to be transferred to the frontier. hope.

In the light and shadow of fighting with swords, he needs to temporarily forget his deceased wife and regain his ambition to enter the barracks in the first place.

Leaving the military mansion, Yu Fangzhi called the car and sedan chair to wait at the door.

After entering the sheltered car, Yan Cijing's expression did not soften a bit.

He took out the letter from his wide sleeve, the letter that deceived He Qian and made him tell the truth.

"I know why General He wanted to help Luo Sheng."

Yu Fangzhi stroked the broken hair on Yan Cijing's cheek, "Are you relenting?"

Yan Cijing gently held Yu Fangzhi's wrist, but did not speak.

Yu Fangzhi held him tightly in his arms: "Do you still remember your original intention to pursue the case of the Flying Woman?"

Yan Cijing nodded, because Mrs. Fly did a lot of evil, because she wanted to wash off Master Meng's stigma, and because of General He's innocent wife and children.

He had softened his heart a long time ago, but as the investigation deepened, the hatred in his heart became more and more.

"Wei Cheng deserves to die."

Yu Fang knew: "Mother Fly is related to Wei Cheng who is behind Luo Sheng. General He's recuperation period is enough for him to figure out the ins and outs and wipe out all his hopes for Wei Cheng."

The chariots and horses gradually left the military mansion.

Through the curtain of the car, Yan Cijing saw the cold twilight and the waterline on the window.

"It's raining." Yan Cijing held Yu Fangzhi's hand even harder.

Winter in Jiangling came unexpectedly.

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