Reincarnation of the powerful minister

"Altan... is dead?"

Su Yan's face was shocked, and a secret letter written by the imperial pen fell from his fingers to the ground.

He staggered half a step back, and his attendant Jing Hongzhui immediately reached out to support him.

"Master Su?" Chu Yuan, who came to deliver the order after receiving the urgent delivery from six hundred li, called out with concern.

Su Yan raised his finger to stop the other party, sat on the armchair and murmured: "Don't talk, I have to clear my mind, let me think..."

He covered his eyebrows and eyes with one palm, clasped his temples with his thumb and the other four fingers, tried his best to calm himself down, and slowly sorted out his thoughts——

Altan was injured by a flying needle and was poisoned with the poison "Bianchengxue".

According to Yan Chengxue, the poison was extremely poisonous, and the poisoned person should have died within two quarters of an hour, but Altan survived for more than two hours for some reason, perhaps because of his extraordinarily strong physique.

When I went to visit Altan in the tent, he had his last poisoning.When the danger was extremely dangerous, the blood from the wound on my palm accidentally stained the tattoo on his abdomen, and then his dying breath was miraculously lifted back... and at that moment, I seemed to be anointed by the holy oil that he had smeared on his body Affected by the smell, there was a very short hallucination, feeling that the tattoo of the sacred tree... was alive?

Is it because the tattoo pigment contains secret medicine ingredients, which are activated by blood, penetrate deeply into the body, and have a greater degree of restraint on toxicity, so that Altan escaped from death?

Out of the scientific cognition of modern people, Su Yan speculated on this possibility.

Even in the modern society in his previous life, he had heard a little about the ancient and mysterious shamanism in the north. It is said that witches and doctors are one, and they can communicate with all things in nature.

If that tattoo was a life-saving thing left to Altan by the elder witch doctor of the Oara tribe, then its medicinal effect should not be just a flash in the pan, at least it would hang his life until he returned to the tribe.

When Altan was escorted out of Qingshui Camp, his vital signs were still stable, so the problem might have appeared on the way...

Could it be that square-faced man named "Sharidan" who betrayed Altan?

No, these Oirat guards are loyal to their prince. When it comes to the "Golden Prince", the adoration in their eyes cannot be faked.

Then the biggest possibility is that he was robbed and killed halfway, which is inseparable from the mysterious black-robed man called "Heiduo Dawu".

I clearly reminded Salidan in advance to be careful of the leakage of the return route, and suggested that they build the plank road openly and keep the warehouse in secret.According to reports from the defenders of the city, they were indeed divided into two groups. Most of the Vala men escorted the prince's empty carriage and took a step ahead as a cover to attract hidden enemies.

Perhaps the few people who secretly plotted against Chen Cang were also discovered by Heiduo, but in the end they still failed to escape the pursuit, and the unconscious Altan...

Su Yan's heart palpitations were severe, and he unconsciously pressed his chest.

Seeing this, Jing Hongzhuo put her palm on his back, and slowly injected a soft qi, which circulated in the lungs, dispelling blood stasis and smoothing qi.

Su Yan let out a long breath, his cheeks recovered some blood, and asked Chu Yuan: "When did the court get the news?"

Chu Yuan replied: "Only seven days ago. The letter of credence of the king of Oara Khan, Hu Kuoli, was sent to our court, saying that his eldest son, Prince Kunle, was murdered by the officials of the Great Ming by extremely despicable means. They all give an explanation, otherwise they will launch a vengeful army and seek justice from my court. This letter of credence was strongly worded and caused an uproar in the court."

Seven days ago... It has been nearly three months since Altan left Lingzhou.

Judging from the time, Altan was indeed killed on the way back.When the news of the death reached the Wara Headquarters, Hu Kuoli sent people to Qingshui Camp in Lingzhou to inquire about the situation, and then handed over the letter of credence to my court. It would take about three months.

After Altan's accident, he had already reported to the emperor about the assassination case and the suspicions of Yan Chengxue and Huo Dun.

The emperor also asked him privately: You are in the right place at the right time, you should know the past and the future, do you think the murderers are Yan Huo and his wife?

After careful consideration, Su Yan replied: Although Yan Huo and his wife had motives, there was no hard evidence to convict them.The case is full of doubts, and there may be black hands behind it, and the plotter is thought-provoking.

The emperor replied: House arrest first.I have ordered Shaanxi to punish and investigate closely with the procurator. After you have handed over the case, continue with your errands.

Therefore, when Su Yan left Lingzhou, not only Yan Chengxue was imprisoned, but Huo Dun was also imprisoned in the camp by the inspector who came here and was not allowed to go out a step.

At that time, he also went to meet Yan Chengxue in the forbidden room. Although the other party looked haggard, he was in a good state of mind, and he tried every means to prepare the antidote as promised before.

On the contrary, Horton couldn't accept it. He slammed the lock on the door and kept yelling, saying that he didn't plot to assassinate Altan, and Lao Yan didn't.As long as he was let out, he would dig three feet into the ground and catch that black witch back to clear his grievances.

However, even if Qingshui was shut down, the black-robed shaman could not be found. He was like a cloud of mist that symbolized bad luck and ominousness, coming and going without a trace.

Su Yan picked up the secret letter on the ground with his cold fingers, and continued to read.

The purpose of the emperor telling him about the Wara State Book was to keep him away from Lingzhou. "This is not a simple assassination case. It may be a conspiracy that affects the whole body. Even if I take Yan and Huo as the murderers to justice, this matter may not be resolved."

Su Yan's views coincided with the emperor's.

This seems to be a very simple multiple-choice question-handing over two officials who broke the law to be disposed of by the other party, and paying a pension will calm Oala's anger and continue to discuss alliance matters.

But in fact, doing so would prove to be true. Altan was indeed killed by Ming people for very unjust reasons. This would seriously damage Daming's reputation and lay a great disaster for the future situation in northern Xinjiang.

"Only by catching the mastermind behind the scenes and uncovering the conspiracy, can this case be truly closed. If not, our court may face a situation where we will be enemies with Tatars and Oalas at the same time. At that time, the northern defense will definitely be tight, and the war will start. Qinghe ...Just supervise the horse administration in the Pingliang area, and don't approach the city lightly. Don't disobey my order."

Su Yan's fingertips slid across the last sentence "Don't disobey my order", and his heart was full of warmth and emotion.

Emperor Jinglong was busy with all kinds of opportunities, and he was distracted to miss him. He specially sent a letter to tell him not to approach the Great Wall, lest he be affected by the flames of war.This kind of affection is far better than that of ordinary monarchs and ministers, why not let him be envious and lingering?

Su Yan collected the secret decree and said to Chu Yuan: "I understand what the emperor means. How to arrange it in Lingzhou?"

"The imperial court has sent another general to take charge of leading the troops."

Su Yan nodded, and said: "Commander Chu, please help me with something. Take my handwriting to Lingzhou and hand it over to the inspector, and escort Yan Chengxue and Huo Dun to Pingliang Mansion. First, I have If you want to interrogate them; secondly, Huo Dun has been in the Qingshui camp for many years and is quite popular, if he doesn't leave, the new guard will inevitably be hindered by this."

Chu Yuan thought for a while, and said, "Master Su is still considerate, and he will do it in a humble position."

After Chu Yuan said goodbye, Jing Hongzhui frowned: "My lord, the blood doesn't return to meridians just now, it's a symptom of qi inversion caused by excessive emotion—"

Su Yan interrupted, and patted the back of his hand reassuringly: "Hearing the bad news, I was emotional for a while, but now it's okay. After all, Altan and I met once. Although the time we spent together is very short, talking speculatively can be regarded as Friend. He is gone, I cannot help but regret."

Seeing that Su Yan's mood gradually calmed down after catching up, Jing Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Unfortunate things happen in the sky. People have passed away, and the living are useless to mourn. My lord, be careful."

Su Yan's tone was flat: "I know. I'm tired tonight and don't want to recuperate my body. Go and rest."

Jing Hongzhui still felt that something was wrong, and she didn't want to leave, she brought him a copper basin and a towel for him, and took off his hat and boots for him.

Su Yan said helplessly, "Ah Zhui, what else do you want to say? I've listened to my persuasion."

Jing Hong chased and shook her head.He was used to seeing life and death, and he couldn't say any words of persuasion.

"Then why don't you leave? I don't need anything here." Su Yan sat on the edge of the bed in his pajamas, with the word "drive away" clearly written on his face.

Jing Hongzhui stretched his hand into the cold bed to touch, "No, my lord still needs a warm bed."

Su Yan laughed angrily: "You want to warm my bed? Do you still want to wait on me?"

Jing Hong nodded honestly.

Su Yan hit him with a soft pillow: "Go away! Look at your wooden face, who knows that the train is running all day in your mind, making dirty noises."

Jing Hongzhui easily caught the pillow, stepped forward and put it back on the head of the bed, looked down at Su Yan's bare feet stepping on the wooden pedal in front of Ba Bu's bed, resisted the urge to kiss on the ground, stretched out his hand to grab the acupoints on the soles of his feet a few times, and then gave Tucked into the comforter.

"Cold is born from the soles of the feet, adults should cherish the body even more. This subordinate resigns."

Su Yan stared at his leaving back, and muttered: "It's getting more and more unruly. Pushing your nose and face, and trying to climb on my head--" Suddenly thought, Ah Zhui had indeed climbed on his head, evil animal There is still a psychological shadow left on the face so far, it seems that this scolding doesn't have much confidence?

So he shut up resentfully and fell asleep.

The oil lamp on the table was not extinguished, and shadowy patterns were projected on the top of the tent.Su Yan lay on the thick and soft mattress, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He obviously closed his eyes, but he still seemed to be able to see, and his eyes were full of revolving scenes, shaking non-stop:

Long, thin braids strung with gold beads and emeralds.

Gold nipple rings on pectoral muscles.

Tree-shaped tattoo on the waist and abdomen.

A low glissando-like coda.

There is a smile like the autumn sun in the peridot-colored pupils.

When squinting and looking in the direction of the capital, he has a distant and yearning expression.

Milky tea in a pot.

The light blue hair band wrapped around the dark arm, the jade leaves making a sound...

In the interval between sleeping and waking in a daze, he seemed to be riding a wild horse like a wild beast, and his body bumped up and down with the horse's back.He is driving a horse, or being driven by a horse, it is no different, and he is also dominated by the most primitive and moving rhythm.

The horse turned into a burly god again in the blink of an eye, and he landed on the broad and majestic chest of the god, like falling on a smooth and undulating hillside.In order not to continue to fall, he had no choice but to swing his hands and feet and try his best to climb up, and finally held on to a golden ring tightly...

——Su Yan suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, stared blankly for a moment, got out of bed and walked to the wardrobe.

Open the door of the cabinet, and there is a wooden box inside, which is filled with daily sundries.From it he pulled out a calfskin water bladder inlaid with gold thread and turquoise at the neck, and a pair of unremarkable velvet leggings.

Pull out the plug of the water bladder and sniff lightly, and you can still smell the sweet aroma of milk wine.He stuck out the tip of his tongue out of nowhere and licked the mouth of the pouch.

The sweetness flickered on the tip of the tongue, and then disappeared.Only slightly sour, slightly numbing, and increasingly heavy bitterness are left...

Su Yan squeezed the empty water bladder and the pair of leather leggings with great force in his hands, his eyes suddenly filled with moisture and heat, and he asked the void silently: Altan, are you really dead?

Five days later, Su Yan met Huo Dun and Yan Chengxue who had come from Lingzhou on horseback under the escort of Jin Yiwei.

Huo Dun rolled off the saddle, and before he could stand still, he heard Su Yan face ask: "Huo Canjun, after the deal with Altan is completed, the soldiers we sent to escort the tea and salt are all back now. gone?"

Huo Dun was stunned for a moment before he realized that Su Yan had reached an agreement with Altan at that time, and Daming would prepare the horses and send special escorts to deliver the traded tea and salt to Oala.It was a cavalry squad under his command that he sent.

"Only two came back." Horton's expression was gloomy, and he replied in a deep voice, "They escorted the goods and walked slowly. When they reached the territory of the Oara tribe, the news of Altan's death had just reached the ears of Khan Hu Kuoli. Hu Kuoli In grief, they angered them, and they did not want to be captured, so they fled back at the risk of flying arrows, and went all the way back to Qingshui camp with only two of the 50 people."

Su Yan asked again: "Have you asked these two survivors about the situation of the Oala tribe at that time?"

Huo Dun replied: "After learning about this, I asked specifically. The surviving squad leader had a face-to-face conversation with Hu Kuoli. He told me that Wala failed to get back the body of their eldest prince. It is said that it was in Mingguo Poison After Fa died, even his body was corroded into mud, and in Hu Kuoli's hands, only his son's braid of hair had turned white."

Su Yan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have found an important clue, "'I heard'? Who did the Wala people listen to?"

"The captain said that it was a tall and thin man in black robe standing next to Hu Kuoli, and he couldn't see his face clearly. But he knew a little bit of barbarian language, and heard the Wala people call it a 'big witch'."

"Heido great witch!"

Huo Dun nodded: "I heard the captain's testimony at the time, and I also suspected him. And it seems that Heiduo has a high status in the Wala tribe and has the right to speak. Hu Kuoli believed him so much that he didn't even have a corpse. Seeing this, Altan's death is confirmed."

"Then what about Altan's attendants, have they returned to the tribe?"

"I also asked, but the captain didn't know about it, and no one mentioned it. Besides, he didn't know Altan's servants, even if he saw them, he wouldn't recognize them."

"The group of Altan's attendants may have been wiped out halfway, otherwise, even if only one person came back, it would not be in the current situation." Su Yan said calmly, "I want to see people when I live, and I want to see people when I die." As long as we don't see the dead body, we can't treat Altan as dead. This is our only chance to break the situation."

Huo Dun was a little puzzled: "Su Yushi means..."

Su Yan turned to ask Yan Chengxue again: "Siqing Yan, have you made the antidote yet?"

Yan Chengxue was driving on the road due to the cold weather, her face was blue and her lips were white, but she still had that arrogant look of ignoring answers, "No. There are still several herbs missing. You promised to send someone to search for them in southern Xinjiang, but haven't you found them yet?" ?”

Su Yan frowned: "One north and one south, the distance is too long, and those medicinal herbs are rare, so I won't be able to get them back in a short time."

Yan Chengxue curled her lips: "Then continue to wait, although waiting is in vain. Su Yushi, what are you dreaming about? That barbarian fell into 'Biancheng Snow'. It has been three months so far, and there is no possibility of survival."

Su Yan said coldly: "If Altan is really dead, both you and Huo Dun will die, no matter whether you are the real murderer or not!"

Huo Dun looked anxious, before he could open his mouth, Yan Chengxue gave him a hard look, and shut his mouth dumbly.Yan Chengxue sneered at Su Yan: "You want to use us as scapegoats to appease King Oara Khan's anger, please go ahead."

Su Yan looked at him sarcastically: "Do you think you two scapegoats have such weight? You overestimate yourself. To tell you the truth, Hu Kuoli has delivered a letter of credence full of hostility to the imperial court. My Great Ming will face Tatar and Oirat at the same time, what do you think the chances of winning are?"

Yan Chengxue's face turned paler, but she still insisted: "The battle with Beiyi will be fought sooner or later, and the chance of winning may be less if it starts now."

"At that time, I'll cut off the heads of you and Huo Dun first, and use them to sacrifice the flag!" Su Yan pointed at his nose and cursed, "Because your extreme narrow-mindedness and selfish thoughts may drag the whole country into war At that time, countless soldiers will shed blood and die, and countless people will be displaced... Yan Chengxue, you will not be redeemed if you die!"

Yan Chengxue's voice was sharp, and his eyes were burning with fury: "If Altan was really killed by me, I caused the country to be damaged in the flames of war. I will admit that I will kill you by a thousand swords. Don't say that you want to chop my sacrificial flag, I will kill you." I can jump into the cauldron of boiling oil without saying a word! But I am not the murderer! No!"

Su Yan now confirmed that Huo Yan and the two had nothing to do with this case or with Heiduo. They were purely tools used by Heiduo to provoke a war between the two countries.This object is not the two of them, there will be other people from Mingguo.

Altan's experience trip was the product of a huge conspiracy from the very beginning.

"Those who obstruct the decree of the gods will be burned to ashes by the wrath of the gods..."

If Heiduo's decree is to start a war between the two countries, then Khan Hukuoli, who once tried to make friends with Daming and wanted to form an alliance, and Prince Altan, who almost married with Daming's clan, have become "blockers". A man of God's will".

He took advantage of Yan Chengxue and Huo Dun's malice to snipe and kill Altan and planted the blame on Mingguo, but was chased and discovered by Jing Hong.Jing Hongzhui, who wanted to rescue Al Tan, was also a "person who blocked the decree of the gods", so he was forced to go mad. If it weren't for Ah Zhui's high martial arts skills, he might have died on the spot.

Who is the next blocker, the Daming side defenders?Emperor Jinglong, who was trying to maintain stability in northern Xinjiang?Or Su Yan and Su Qinghe who always wanted to reveal the truth?

In this conspiracy, the only variable that Heiduo didn't expect was that Altan's body was not found.

However, relying on his secret setup and his own influence, he still aroused the anger and revenge of King Hukuoli of Oara Khan.

If he still wants to add fuel to the flames, how will Mingguo's hatred be provoked...

Su Yan suddenly remembered the wolf head tattoo that could be wiped off on the Tatar cavalry who burned, killed and looted in the territory of Daming.

The cavalry he met might not really be Tatars, but they were actually... Oara people under the banner of Uharang, the son of the Tatar grand master?Another round arranged by Heiduo?

Just imagine, what would Emperor Jing Long think if these counterfeit goods deliberately mixed in with the Tatars were captured by the Daming army and their real identities were exposed?

——It turns out that Wala's alliance offer was a scam from beginning to end.While taking the benefits promised by Da Ming, they robbed Da Ming's land and people.

The emperor will send down thunder and wrath, and the flames of revenge will intensify, unless one side is completely slaughtered, or both sides are injured, there is no possibility of stopping.

This black flower witch... Su Yan gritted his teeth and thought, what is he planning?Could it be that he is an anti-human lunatic!

What role did Tatar play in it?Heido's messenger?Is it an accessory?Or another tool being exploited?

Su Yan felt chest tightness and wanted to vomit, so he staggered back two steps.Jing Hongzhui held his back in front of her chest, while pouring in a steady stream of true energy, she called out worriedly in a low voice: "My lord, calm down and calm down."

"He must live..." Su Yan tried his best to calm down his turbulent mood, and whispered softly in Jing Hong's arms, "Altan, he must not die!"