[Seven Five] Sword Que Merry

After lunch, because it was still early, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

It was very sunny outside, Zhan Zhao put down all the curtains as soon as he entered the house, and the room was dark.

Nian Yi leaned back on the chair, bowed his head and weaved butterflies out of grass leaves, frowning for a long time, and finally looked up at him:

"Tell me, is Mrs. Ming related to the Gu family?"

Guessing that she must be thinking about this matter, Zhan Zhao didn't know how to answer.

If it is related, there is no other definite evidence except her appearance and the grave in the backyard; but if it is irrelevant, she was evasive in her words during the chat before, and her behavior was really suspicious.

He put down his burden, walked to sit next to her, stretched out his hand to pull the hair on her face behind her ears, and asked softly, "Do you still want to investigate that case?"

"It's not that I want to check..." Nian Yi stopped what he was doing, closed his eyes and went into his arms.

"It's just that something that I didn't intend to think about, suddenly jumped in front of me, and I couldn't help but want to know the truth."

She bit her fingertips, frowned and thought: "You said, Mrs. Ming's appearance is so similar to me in the past... Is it from my uncle?"

Zhan Zhao gently encircled her with his arms, lowered his eyes and asked, "Your uncle?"

"Well, didn't I tell you that my father and my uncle are twins, and they look exactly the same. But my father has been beheaded, and it is said that the uncle told the secret, and the uncle must be alive later. Judging from Mrs. Ming's age ...was born about ten years after that incident."

Zhan Zhao nodded slightly: "From the point of view of time, it does match very well, but why did she change her name?"

"I don't know about this either."

Nian Yi suddenly frowned.

Ming Yang, Ming Liu...

this name...

"Don't think about it yet." Zhan Zhao reached out to cover her eyes, "You didn't sleep well last night, go catch up. If you still care so much, we might as well ask her in person."

Nian Yizheng nodded, and wondered: "How do you know that I didn't sleep well at night?"

He just smiled and didn't explain much.

When I read it, I felt guilty. She must have not slept well, and he stayed up all night, and immediately said:

"Well, let's sleep for a while, and we'll talk about what's going on when we wake up."

"Ah."

She put the straw butterfly into the basket, just took off her coat, and looked back again.

There has been no sound all day today...

I don't know where he went.

In the evening, Ming Yang had just returned from shopping and was preparing to boil water at the stove when someone knocked on the door behind him.

"Huh?" She turned her head and smiled, "Miss Shi, hero Zhan."

Ming Yang quickly wiped his hands on the apron, and came forward: "But are you hungry? I'll cook right away, and it will be ready soon."

"No." Nianyi shook his head, "We're not hungry yet."

"Oh, that's...looking for Yutang and Miss Lian?" She laughed hurriedly, "These two children went to the mountains to catch fish in the afternoon, and I'm afraid they won't be back until evening."

"Mrs. Ming." Nian Yi glanced at Zhan Zhao, "I'm here to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Ming Yang nodded without thinking, "If there's anything I can help, just tell me."

Nian Yi asked her calmly, "Do you know Gu Wenlu?"

There was a dead silence all around, Ming Yang stared at her nonchalantly, his face was pale, and he took a step back unconsciously.

"Girl you..."

"Don't be nervous." Nian Yi hurriedly stabilized her, "I have no malicious intentions, and I only noticed this today... I didn't come here specially for this matter."

Obviously these words did not lower Ming Yang's vigilance, she looked up and down warily.

"Who exactly are you?"

Nian looked at Zhan Zhao, and then replied, "Do you know Gu Mingliu?"

Ming Yang was startled again, carefully observing her face with some doubts.

Nian Yi took a deep breath, and said the following with a serious expression: "I am actually... her grandson."

"You are her grandson?" Although Ming Yang was surprised, he somewhat dispelled his guard.Think about it, if that person really has a queen, he is indeed her age by now.

"Is this true?"

He didn't dare to reveal his name, so he could only face the Gu family 50 years later as his own descendant. He couldn't tell whether it was sad or ironic, so Nian Yi smiled bitterly: "What good can I do if I lie to you? Decades have passed since the catastrophe, are you still worried that some enemies will come to your door?"

Hearing her words, Ming Yang also sighed in relief, and said with a smile: "It's true..."

"I really didn't expect..." She just stepped forward, held Nian Yi's hand and looked at it carefully, "We all thought she died on the way to the frontier, but we didn't expect that she was alive and had descendants. "

Nian looked at her expressionlessly, thinking to himself: Seeing that I am still alive, you are naturally surprised.If it wasn't for you, how could I die.

Ming Yang caressed her cheek lovingly, and said softly: "Let me see you..."

Nian Yi did not evade, but instead met her gaze: "'You'? Do you mean you and your father?"

"Yeah, Daddy misses Sister Aunt until he dies." Ming Yang held her tightly, "You are both her grandson and mine, and I will take good care of you from now on."

"Don't worry about Madam." Nian Yi then withdrew his hand and retreated to Zhan Zhao, "Brother Zhan will take care of me."

"...I was happy, but I forgot." Ming Yang didn't care at all, patted his head and sighed, "Yes, yes, your husband should take care of you after you are married. But it's also good, if you want Living near here, we will have a long life in Japan."

"You moved here?" Nian Yi frowned, "Since your surname is Gu, why do you want to hide your name?"

She shook her head and smiled when she heard the words, and said shyly: "It's not bad if you can survive, how can you care so much."

"Live?" The more Nian Yi listened, the more puzzled he became, "Isn't your father the one who informed the officials? It stands to reason that the Holy Majesty will keep you safe and sound, why did you run away?"

Ming Yang sighed softly: "Although this is the case, if the matter is exposed, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor. There is no other way, we have to escape."

"Deceitful?" She became even more angry, "So, it is really your father who colluded with King Wei? He is the one who informed me to frame me... framed Gu Zewen?"

Ming Yang was confused by what he heard, and looked at her blankly for a long time before realizing: "Is that what she told you and your mother?"

"she?"

"It's your grandmother." Ming Yang lowered his eyelids, "It happened so suddenly, Dad didn't have time to tell Ming Liu in detail that she must have been living in a mist all these years."

"What are you talking about?" Nian Yi's heart beat faster, and he grabbed her, "Say what?"

Ming Yang nodded and looked at her, with a sad and helpless expression, he said: "The one who was beheaded that day was not father, but uncle...it was your grand-uncle."

The few words she said were like thunderclaps in her ears.In a hurry, Nianyi didn't bother to address him:

"Is it my uncle? That daddy... he, he has been alive?"

Ming Yang met her eyes, then turned around, picked up the teapot on the small table, and filled the three teacups leisurely one by one, the tea leaves that came out with the water swirled, floated in the cups, and finally settled slowly ...

It was a certain day and night before the house was raided, with dark clouds and no moon or stars.

In the study, Gu Zewen's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and a little tea spilled out.

"You!...you actually did such a thing?!"

He threw the teacup viciously on the table, and it shattered into several pieces with a crisp "bang". The steward who heard the sound from outside the door lowered his head and asked outside the curtain:

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"No!" Gu Zewen snapped, "Go out, I have something important to discuss with Master Gu, don't leave a servant in the room, and don't let anyone in."

"Yes."

With his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth in the house, waited for a while, guessing that there was no one inside or outside the house, then pointed at his younger brother who had the same appearance as himself and cursed:

"Wen Lu, Wen Lu, why are you so confused!?"

"I was infatuated with ghosts for a while, and I only hated that Lu Duoxun tricked me into the water with his sweet words, and I will definitely cross the river and tear down the bridge right now..."

Gu Zewen turned his head and scolded him: "If you don't have that kind of thought, why do you care what others say?"

"Brother..." Gu Wenlu knelt on the ground with a plop, moved his knees under him, and grabbed his sleeve tightly, "Brother, save me!"

"This is a death penalty for your head. I want to save you, but how can I save you?" Gu Zewen was also anxious when his own brother was about to face disaster, "What's more, if you punish the three clans or the nine clans, even our family will suffer. It's implicated, Wenlu!"

"It doesn't matter if I die." Gu Wenlu thought for a while, and finally he was heartbroken, "But Kun'er can't die! He is my only flesh and blood. If he is going to die, the Gu family will be wiped out. Brother... what should I do? !?"

Indeed, he only has one daughter, Mingliu, and his wives and concubines haven't had any sons in these years. If this case is settled, the family will be ransacked and beheaded, but I don't know how the officials will judge relatives and family members.

If you can still save your life if you are exiled, if you also beheaded, then...

"Brother wants to save his life. It's not difficult." Gu Wenlu pondered on the ground for a long time, then raised his head, "Before the Holy Majesty doesn't know it yet, you can write a seal and fold it up, and kill the relatives righteously, so as to protect the safety of the family. At that time, I will let Kun Son adopted under your name..."

"No, it's too late. It's clear that there is no 300 taels of silver in this place. If it gets to the ears of the officials, the secret memorandum will be useless."

"This... this..." Gu Wenlu bit his lower lip and almost collapsed on the ground, "Can I just watch Kun'er die because of me?"

The sounds of the insects were so complicated that one after another, Gu Zewen frowned, and stood quietly facing the window. Behind him was the suppressed sobbing of his younger brother, and he was heartbroken.

"You're right, Kun'er can't die, and the Gu family can't be left behind... Anyway, that person just saw your appearance, and you and I look similar. If you expose me, the officials won't suspect it."

"But this matter has nothing to do with you, how can I let you die..."

Gu Zewen spat at him: "You also know that it has nothing to do with me? You can't bear Kun'er's death, so I have the heart to let Ming Liu die? She just got engaged, you!

Speaking of the latter, he couldn't even strangle him to death. He shook his sleeves and said, "...There is no turning back now, what else can I do?"

"No, no, no..." Gu Wenlu pondered in embarrassment, "I caused this incident by myself, and I will never let you do it for me. One person should do the work and the other should be responsible."

He stood up, hugged Gu Zewen's shoulders, and begged, "Brother, I have only asked you so much in my life...Let me take care of this matter, and you will take care of Kun'er and the others for me, okay?"

"You!" Immediately understanding his intentions, Gu Zewen was slightly taken aback, "If you do this, if people find out, it is also a crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"The officials don't recognize our looks." Gu Wenlu gritted his teeth, "Besides, it's hard to say whether this matter will come to fruition. We can only fight with our backs. It's better than being imprisoned for both of us!"

"Wenlu..." Before he could sigh, Gu Wenlu cried, "Brother! I beg you, I beg you!"

Gu Zewen waved his hand with a headache: "I know, I know..."

"Once the matter of King Wei is exposed, I will secretly report to the Holy One."

"Okay!" Seeing that he finally agreed, Gu Wenlu let go of his hanging heart and raised his sleeves to wipe away tears.

"Then I'll go back and prepare."

"Yeah." With a sullen face, he fiddled with the broken teacup on the table with a gloomy expression, his tone full of melancholy:

"Just doing this, how sorry Ming Liu is..."

Under the light, the tea sparkles.

In the blink of an eye, 50 years, a snap of the fingers.

Nian Yi squatted in front of the grave, touching the unclear inscription on it, tears falling silently.

daddy.

you are really sorry for me...

You are really sorry Ming Liu...

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, I am a big drama from 50 years ago.

The hostess is busy in vain... I feel so sorry for me...

Even so, I can't help but want to say, ahead!High energy!coming soon!Always!High energy!to the end!

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