I hope to return to the country
Chapter 38
A Yuan felt that something was wrong with Qin Zhi.
Although he didn't talk much in the past, he has always been calm, calm, strategizing, and confident. It seems that there is no difficulty or obstacle in the world that can make him retreat.
But today he seemed a little distracted, sitting there silent like a statue, listening to his subordinates' reports without making a sound, only tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously, it seemed that something was bothering him , distracted him.
"Your Highness, as you expected, Qingdan will lose his composure. As soon as the news spread that the master of Luanfei Altar will be hanged from the city gate today, there was a change last night. We traced the clues and found out where they were in the city. The spice shop in the local spice shop actually hid hundreds of catties of gunpowder, and we don’t know what to do with it. Fortunately, we found it first, and all the things were seized. Pry out some more important clues."
This should be good news. After all, everything is under Qin Zhiyi's control, but A Yuan can't see a trace of joy on his face, and he doesn't even open his frown. He looks down at the table , as if not listening seriously to what A Yuan was saying just now.
Your Highness, what's the matter?
A Yuan kept muttering in his heart, and after a little deliberation, he stopped talking about Qingdanhui, but brought up another matter.
"Your Highness, the portrait of the young master of the Luo family has just been delivered, do you want to see it now?"
Sure enough, Qin Zhiyi, who hadn't responded just now, finally raised his eyes slowly when he heard this sentence, and finally said the first word of the day.
"Ah."
The tightly wrapped picture scroll was quickly delivered to the table in front of Qin Zhiyi. A Yuan untied the heavy waterproof tarpaulin outside and slowly spread out the picture scroll.
It has to be said that although Su Wang is a ignorant man, he is quite talented in painting. He is still good at painting pictures of ladies, and his use of color and ink is quite bold and ingenious.
The young master of the Luo family is the one whom the King of Su begged for but never liked. Naturally, he put more effort into painting than others. His facial features are bright, his expression is clear, the color of the paint is appropriate, the outline is meticulously crafted, and even the hair is painted. The details are so vivid that the people in the painting are so vivid that they almost come off the paper.
A Yuan stood by and watched, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and the wider his eyes opened, until finally he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Hey, why does this person look so similar to Mr. Le?"
Qin Zhi also stared at the painting with a gloomy expression, still not saying a word, but the slender fingers resting on the table were slowly clenched, the knuckles protruding to the point of being slightly white, as if to show him to be calm The undercurrent under his expression was surging.
Before last night, it didn't matter to Qin Zhiyi whether Le Zhiyu was Luo Yuelin's son or not.
But after hearing Le Zhiyu's sincere confession to "Ning Yuancheng", he suddenly thought of some questions that he had never thought about before.
Was Luo Yuelin really unaware of his son's escape?
Le Zhiyu was pampered, ignorant and naive, obviously he had no experience in traveling on the road, so how could he leave the capital so smoothly, and run so far unimpeded without being caught back?
Could it be that Luo Yuelin actually knew that Le Zhiyu admired Ning Yuancheng, deliberately indulged and even contributed to the flames, and wanted to rely on his son's unparalleled beauty to swallow the fat of Lingxi military power?
He is a sycophantic minister, brazenly relying on the emperor's favor to pretend to be a tiger in the capital and make money, that's all. But if he still wants to collude with the side generals and cause chaos, then his ambition has reached the point where he must be wiped out.
Does Le Zhiyu know his father's ambition?
In the past, he had promised himself that since he chose to follow him, he would not be easily swayed by anyone.
Qin Zhi also never believed in other people's promises, but Le Zhiyu was always an exception. He believed in his promises, and because of his promises, he would feel soft and joyful.
But now, those soft and joyful feelings have turned into invisible boulders, pressing heavily on Qin Zhiyi's heart.
He is not sure whether Le Zhiyu's guarantee is for him or for Ning Yuancheng...
Qin Zhi also looked away from the portrait and leaned back on the back of the chair.
"Put it up."
His voice was low, and his expression was gloomy, like a deep pool of water, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
A Yuan is not an idiot, when he was collecting the painting, a flash of light and flint suddenly flashed in his mind, and he took a deep breath as if enlightened.
That's right, why did I forget that Mr. Luo ran away from home, so didn't Mr. Le, who appeared inexplicably, also run away from home?The two of them are so similar in age, appearance and experience, could it be that they are the same person? !
The more he pondered, the more he felt that he had discovered the truth.
No wonder His Highness suddenly became so interested in Luo Yuelin and his son. It was very strange when he asked for a portrait before, but he had this reaction again today. I'm afraid that the innocent-looking "Mr. Le" showed some tricks, which made people laugh. He noticed the clues and knew that he had been deceived.
My God, what kind of disaster is this little boy surnamed Luo? It's not enough to fascinate King Su and become the laughing stock of the whole capital. Now he's coming to harm the prince again!
"Your Highness, could it be that this is Luo Yuelin's conspiracy to deliberately arrange for his son to come close to you? Why not kill him..."
Qin Zhi also interrupted him before he finished speaking.
"Is there any news about Ning Yuancheng?"
A Yuan was caught off guard by the question, and he was taken aback for a moment before quickly answering: "No, it's also strange, even if he has the ability to go to heaven and earth, it's not like he can't find any traces until now. As the rumors say, he fell off a cliff and met a pack of wolves, so there are no bones left, right?"
"Since it is a rumor, it may not be true."
Qin Zhiyi's tone was calm.
"It's not likely that he has the ability to ascend to the sky and enter the earth, and he has not leaked traces until now. I am afraid that someone else in the court is deliberately covering him and passing on my order to strictly check the road guides in Yancheng and its surrounding villages and towns. Interrogate the strangers, and order the chiefs of the localities to enter the households and register them. If there are hidden people who do not report, they will be severely punished. In addition, all the guards will be scattered. Barren hills, ruined temples, Yizhuang wild houses, no corners can be spared, search with all their strength Ning Yuancheng's whereabouts."
"Yes."
A Yuan complied first, then immediately looked up at Qin Zhiyi in surprise.
"Your Highness means that Ning Yuancheng is near Yancheng?"
"Report!"
Someone hurried in from outside the door, bowed his head and bowed his hands to salute, and offered something to Qin Zhiyi.
"Your Highness, this was found from the remnants of the Qingdan Society captured last night. It should be important news that they have not had time to pass on in the future."
"Wax pills?"
A Yuan picked up the thing and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.
"It's so small, where did you find it?"
"In the mouth, they hollowed out the teeth and filled them with wax pills that concealed the note. This is both concealed and easy to destroy. If they are caught, they will swallow them directly. But this time the mandible was removed, it was too late It was too late to swallow it, and it was found out by the subordinates."
mouth?
A Yuan frowned, twisted his fingers, crushed the wax pill, and took out the note inside.
How could Qin Zhiyi touch such a dirty thing? Naturally, he would do it for him.
"Your Highness! You really caught a big fish!"
A Yuan glanced at the news on the note, unable to hide the excitement in his voice.
"The young master of Qingdan Club has also come to Yancheng!"
"Let go!"
At the city gate, Su Yi and Su Er grabbed the beggar's two arms respectively, trying desperately to pull him away from Le Zhiyu's side.
"My son kindly rescued you, why did you rely on him instead? If you don't let go, I'll give you a good beating!"
The beggar let them pull, still standing still, holding on to Le Zhiyu's wrist, refusing to let go, persistently repeating the two words.
"mine."
This scene was exactly the same as the farce just now, except that the tablet was replaced by Le Zhiyu.
Seeing that the beggar couldn't get in the oil and salt, the yamen servants also came forward to help, strangled his neck, hugged his legs and snapped his fingers, and surrounded the beggar densely, but they couldn't move him even with all their strength.
"Hey, this kid can't do it after eating the weight! How can it be so heavy?"
There are so many people who can't do anything to a beggar. The servants feel that they have no face. In desperation, someone pulls out the saber from his waist and utters cruel words to make the beggar suffer some injuries. See if he knows how to be afraid and dares to I dare not let go.
"Don't, don't."
Le Zhiyu hurriedly stopped them, turned to look into the beggar's eyes dryly, thought for a while and said, "Do you want to follow me from now on?"
The beggar couldn't understand other people's words, but he could always understand Le Zhiyu's meaning, so he nodded vigorously when he heard the words.
"think."
"OK then."
Le Zhiyu also nodded generously.
"I promise, you can follow me."
The beggar's eyes, which were a little down just now, lit up again in an instant, and the scars on his face were squeezed into a flower in joy. Finally, he let go of Le Zhiyu's wrist, and opened his arms towards him with a smile. , Judging from that posture, it seems that he is about to rush over and hug Le Zhiyu Sahuan and circle around.
"No."
Le Zhiyu put his hands on his chest, preventing him from moving further, with a serious expression on his face, and wanted to make an agreement with him for three chapters.
"I haven't finished my words yet. If you want to follow me, then you can't steal other people's things in the future, and you can't pull me casually without my permission, and you can't be stubborn and don't listen to good advice. Can you do it?" ?”
The beggar couldn't hold Le Zhiyu, his eyebrows drooped a little aggrieved, as if he wanted to protest a few words, but he was even more afraid of Le Zhiyu so he didn't want him. He agreed without hesitation.
"can."
"My lord, do you really want to keep this beggar?"
Su Er looked at the beggar's dirty and tattered clothes, and frowned in disgust.
"I think he is not only stupid, but also very crazy, and he is so strong, what if he hurts you? According to me, he can be sent to the shantang. Why bother with this business?"
Le Zhiyu waved his hands noncommittally.
"You don't understand, I have a reason."
Although he didn't talk much in the past, he has always been calm, calm, strategizing, and confident. It seems that there is no difficulty or obstacle in the world that can make him retreat.
But today he seemed a little distracted, sitting there silent like a statue, listening to his subordinates' reports without making a sound, only tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously, it seemed that something was bothering him , distracted him.
"Your Highness, as you expected, Qingdan will lose his composure. As soon as the news spread that the master of Luanfei Altar will be hanged from the city gate today, there was a change last night. We traced the clues and found out where they were in the city. The spice shop in the local spice shop actually hid hundreds of catties of gunpowder, and we don’t know what to do with it. Fortunately, we found it first, and all the things were seized. Pry out some more important clues."
This should be good news. After all, everything is under Qin Zhiyi's control, but A Yuan can't see a trace of joy on his face, and he doesn't even open his frown. He looks down at the table , as if not listening seriously to what A Yuan was saying just now.
Your Highness, what's the matter?
A Yuan kept muttering in his heart, and after a little deliberation, he stopped talking about Qingdanhui, but brought up another matter.
"Your Highness, the portrait of the young master of the Luo family has just been delivered, do you want to see it now?"
Sure enough, Qin Zhiyi, who hadn't responded just now, finally raised his eyes slowly when he heard this sentence, and finally said the first word of the day.
"Ah."
The tightly wrapped picture scroll was quickly delivered to the table in front of Qin Zhiyi. A Yuan untied the heavy waterproof tarpaulin outside and slowly spread out the picture scroll.
It has to be said that although Su Wang is a ignorant man, he is quite talented in painting. He is still good at painting pictures of ladies, and his use of color and ink is quite bold and ingenious.
The young master of the Luo family is the one whom the King of Su begged for but never liked. Naturally, he put more effort into painting than others. His facial features are bright, his expression is clear, the color of the paint is appropriate, the outline is meticulously crafted, and even the hair is painted. The details are so vivid that the people in the painting are so vivid that they almost come off the paper.
A Yuan stood by and watched, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and the wider his eyes opened, until finally he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Hey, why does this person look so similar to Mr. Le?"
Qin Zhi also stared at the painting with a gloomy expression, still not saying a word, but the slender fingers resting on the table were slowly clenched, the knuckles protruding to the point of being slightly white, as if to show him to be calm The undercurrent under his expression was surging.
Before last night, it didn't matter to Qin Zhiyi whether Le Zhiyu was Luo Yuelin's son or not.
But after hearing Le Zhiyu's sincere confession to "Ning Yuancheng", he suddenly thought of some questions that he had never thought about before.
Was Luo Yuelin really unaware of his son's escape?
Le Zhiyu was pampered, ignorant and naive, obviously he had no experience in traveling on the road, so how could he leave the capital so smoothly, and run so far unimpeded without being caught back?
Could it be that Luo Yuelin actually knew that Le Zhiyu admired Ning Yuancheng, deliberately indulged and even contributed to the flames, and wanted to rely on his son's unparalleled beauty to swallow the fat of Lingxi military power?
He is a sycophantic minister, brazenly relying on the emperor's favor to pretend to be a tiger in the capital and make money, that's all. But if he still wants to collude with the side generals and cause chaos, then his ambition has reached the point where he must be wiped out.
Does Le Zhiyu know his father's ambition?
In the past, he had promised himself that since he chose to follow him, he would not be easily swayed by anyone.
Qin Zhi also never believed in other people's promises, but Le Zhiyu was always an exception. He believed in his promises, and because of his promises, he would feel soft and joyful.
But now, those soft and joyful feelings have turned into invisible boulders, pressing heavily on Qin Zhiyi's heart.
He is not sure whether Le Zhiyu's guarantee is for him or for Ning Yuancheng...
Qin Zhi also looked away from the portrait and leaned back on the back of the chair.
"Put it up."
His voice was low, and his expression was gloomy, like a deep pool of water, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
A Yuan is not an idiot, when he was collecting the painting, a flash of light and flint suddenly flashed in his mind, and he took a deep breath as if enlightened.
That's right, why did I forget that Mr. Luo ran away from home, so didn't Mr. Le, who appeared inexplicably, also run away from home?The two of them are so similar in age, appearance and experience, could it be that they are the same person? !
The more he pondered, the more he felt that he had discovered the truth.
No wonder His Highness suddenly became so interested in Luo Yuelin and his son. It was very strange when he asked for a portrait before, but he had this reaction again today. I'm afraid that the innocent-looking "Mr. Le" showed some tricks, which made people laugh. He noticed the clues and knew that he had been deceived.
My God, what kind of disaster is this little boy surnamed Luo? It's not enough to fascinate King Su and become the laughing stock of the whole capital. Now he's coming to harm the prince again!
"Your Highness, could it be that this is Luo Yuelin's conspiracy to deliberately arrange for his son to come close to you? Why not kill him..."
Qin Zhi also interrupted him before he finished speaking.
"Is there any news about Ning Yuancheng?"
A Yuan was caught off guard by the question, and he was taken aback for a moment before quickly answering: "No, it's also strange, even if he has the ability to go to heaven and earth, it's not like he can't find any traces until now. As the rumors say, he fell off a cliff and met a pack of wolves, so there are no bones left, right?"
"Since it is a rumor, it may not be true."
Qin Zhiyi's tone was calm.
"It's not likely that he has the ability to ascend to the sky and enter the earth, and he has not leaked traces until now. I am afraid that someone else in the court is deliberately covering him and passing on my order to strictly check the road guides in Yancheng and its surrounding villages and towns. Interrogate the strangers, and order the chiefs of the localities to enter the households and register them. If there are hidden people who do not report, they will be severely punished. In addition, all the guards will be scattered. Barren hills, ruined temples, Yizhuang wild houses, no corners can be spared, search with all their strength Ning Yuancheng's whereabouts."
"Yes."
A Yuan complied first, then immediately looked up at Qin Zhiyi in surprise.
"Your Highness means that Ning Yuancheng is near Yancheng?"
"Report!"
Someone hurried in from outside the door, bowed his head and bowed his hands to salute, and offered something to Qin Zhiyi.
"Your Highness, this was found from the remnants of the Qingdan Society captured last night. It should be important news that they have not had time to pass on in the future."
"Wax pills?"
A Yuan picked up the thing and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.
"It's so small, where did you find it?"
"In the mouth, they hollowed out the teeth and filled them with wax pills that concealed the note. This is both concealed and easy to destroy. If they are caught, they will swallow them directly. But this time the mandible was removed, it was too late It was too late to swallow it, and it was found out by the subordinates."
mouth?
A Yuan frowned, twisted his fingers, crushed the wax pill, and took out the note inside.
How could Qin Zhiyi touch such a dirty thing? Naturally, he would do it for him.
"Your Highness! You really caught a big fish!"
A Yuan glanced at the news on the note, unable to hide the excitement in his voice.
"The young master of Qingdan Club has also come to Yancheng!"
"Let go!"
At the city gate, Su Yi and Su Er grabbed the beggar's two arms respectively, trying desperately to pull him away from Le Zhiyu's side.
"My son kindly rescued you, why did you rely on him instead? If you don't let go, I'll give you a good beating!"
The beggar let them pull, still standing still, holding on to Le Zhiyu's wrist, refusing to let go, persistently repeating the two words.
"mine."
This scene was exactly the same as the farce just now, except that the tablet was replaced by Le Zhiyu.
Seeing that the beggar couldn't get in the oil and salt, the yamen servants also came forward to help, strangled his neck, hugged his legs and snapped his fingers, and surrounded the beggar densely, but they couldn't move him even with all their strength.
"Hey, this kid can't do it after eating the weight! How can it be so heavy?"
There are so many people who can't do anything to a beggar. The servants feel that they have no face. In desperation, someone pulls out the saber from his waist and utters cruel words to make the beggar suffer some injuries. See if he knows how to be afraid and dares to I dare not let go.
"Don't, don't."
Le Zhiyu hurriedly stopped them, turned to look into the beggar's eyes dryly, thought for a while and said, "Do you want to follow me from now on?"
The beggar couldn't understand other people's words, but he could always understand Le Zhiyu's meaning, so he nodded vigorously when he heard the words.
"think."
"OK then."
Le Zhiyu also nodded generously.
"I promise, you can follow me."
The beggar's eyes, which were a little down just now, lit up again in an instant, and the scars on his face were squeezed into a flower in joy. Finally, he let go of Le Zhiyu's wrist, and opened his arms towards him with a smile. , Judging from that posture, it seems that he is about to rush over and hug Le Zhiyu Sahuan and circle around.
"No."
Le Zhiyu put his hands on his chest, preventing him from moving further, with a serious expression on his face, and wanted to make an agreement with him for three chapters.
"I haven't finished my words yet. If you want to follow me, then you can't steal other people's things in the future, and you can't pull me casually without my permission, and you can't be stubborn and don't listen to good advice. Can you do it?" ?”
The beggar couldn't hold Le Zhiyu, his eyebrows drooped a little aggrieved, as if he wanted to protest a few words, but he was even more afraid of Le Zhiyu so he didn't want him. He agreed without hesitation.
"can."
"My lord, do you really want to keep this beggar?"
Su Er looked at the beggar's dirty and tattered clothes, and frowned in disgust.
"I think he is not only stupid, but also very crazy, and he is so strong, what if he hurts you? According to me, he can be sent to the shantang. Why bother with this business?"
Le Zhiyu waved his hands noncommittally.
"You don't understand, I have a reason."
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