Chapter 224: The Rise of the World

Jiang Xuening did think that if she were a bad person, she should take precautions and nip in the bud. Since Zhou Yin knew he had done evil in his past life, why wouldn't he dare to eliminate him early before he grows up in this life, in order to avoid the current calamity?

But if she is really a villain, how could she save You Fangyin?

If you save You Fangyin, it proves that she is not a bad person. If one is not a bad person, they will not be eliminated before they make a mistake because of the mistakes they may make in the future.

So after much thought, it turned out to be a dead end.

She is such a person, so she is bound to encounter these things.

If we must investigate the root cause, it may be——

She is not strong enough.

But if that's the case, things in the world are too unreasonable. Was the marriage alliance between the Xiao and Yan clans not strong back then? Xie Ju'an was ultimately burdened with deep blood and hatred, enduring humiliation and hibernating for more than 20 years; Was Shen Lang and Shen Jie not strong enough in their past lives? Once the court was overturned, one died in the palace or died of illness on a dragon bed.

No matter who is strong, they will only be strong for a while.

The east wind overwhelms the west wind, and the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

No one can truly be strong for a lifetime.

How can the principles of the world be judged by strength or weakness?

As she was about to leave, Xie Wei seemed to see the confusion lingering in her heart and simply said, "The principles of the world should not be judged by strength or weakness. However, without strength or weakness, there is no reason. The weak always like to reason to the strong, but reason never stands on their side."

After speaking, he withdrew his gaze.

The door slowly closed again.

There is silence everywhere.

Jiang Xuening closed her eyes, as if she could hear the sound of floating thoughts.

After sitting for a long time, she slowly propped herself up on the ground, got up, picked up the plate of peach cake that Xie Wei had placed next to her, and took a few bites.

At dusk, she finally came out of the room.

The maids hurriedly went to prepare the dishes.

Jiang Xuening drank a cup of soup first, then ate a bowl of rice with the dishes. After washing up, she asked someone to find Dao Qin.

Upon hearing that Jiang Xuening was looking for her, Dao Qin hesitated for a while before coming all the way with a sense of unease. However, as she stood at the foot of the stairs, the scene of You Fangyin's death that day inevitably came to her mind.

He dare not speak out.

However, the door was only half open and not closed. Jiang Xuening buried her head in front of the desk and wrote something. She looked up and saw him. After a moment of silence, she said, "Come in."

Daoqin tightened her grip on the knife, her lips pursed into a compressed line, and finally walked in silently.

There are pens and ink on the desk.

The three short letters were already written, and Jiang Xuening had to wait for the ink to dry before folding them all and putting them in three different envelopes. They were then glued with fire paint and handed to Dao Qin, saying, "Once Zhou Yinzhi returns to Beijing, the situation in Xinzhou will be very tricky. You have been with your master for many years, traveling south and north, and have excellent martial arts skills, so I want to entrust you to handle this urgent matter."

Daoqin answered the letter and looked at her.

Jiang Xuening continued, "Among these three letters, one is written to the Crown Prince Ding Fei, who you may know better than me; the other is to Zheng Bao, who should have become the eunuch of Bingbi in the palace by now. He is a person who 'drops water and repays the spring'. Moreover, Mr. Xie's foundation in the capital must not be completely uprooted so quickly. As the saying goes, the snake strikes seven inches. I hope you take these two letters to the capital, divide them between the two, and secretly coordinate the affairs in the capital for me to catch one person."

Daoqin was stunned.

Jiang Xuening looked up at him and said word by word, "It's a woman. In Zhou Yinzhi's backyard, she should be his concubine. She has followed him since he was not yet prosperous and called her 'Yaoniang'. I don't know if she has any offspring for Zhou Yinzhi's birthday. If she doesn't have any, just take them with her."

Dao Qin asked, "Where is the third letter?"

Jiang Xuening stood up and walked to the copper basin filled with clean water. She immersed her ink stained fingers in it, and her voice was calm and calm: "After catching Yao Niang, leave it for Zhou Yinzhi."

Under her eyes, there was an unprecedented indifference.

Dao Qin remained silent for a long time before saying, "Yes."

Jiang Xuening said, "It's not too late. You should set off as soon as possible."

Daoqin stood still, as if wanting to say something.

When my lips parted, I felt my throat and hair tingling, and no matter what, I couldn't say those words.

What's the use of guilt?

You Fangyin can't come back anymore.

Jiang Xuening slowly closed her eyes and remembered that pure silly girl. Even playing leaf cards couldn't bear to win over others, and her emotions were almost uncontrollable.

After a moment, she forcefully pressed them down.

Then she said to Daoqin, "You're not wrong, and goodness is not wrong. It's only those who rely on others for goodness and do their own evil. Fangyin won't blame you, but she definitely hopes you can help her seek justice."

Dao Qin was still tense, but upon hearing these words, his nose suddenly became sore, his eyes moist, and tears streamed down, hitting the back of his hand.

He knelt down with his sword, but said, "The sword and the qin will not disgrace their lives!"

Then he stood up, bid farewell to Jiang Xuening, and walked straight out the door.

*

From Xinzhou to the capital, the world has become chaotic.

Zhou Yinzhi even had a dreamlike feeling along the way.

When they arrived, everything was fine, and news of victory at the border was spreading everywhere, bringing joy to the scholars, farmers, and merchants; But as he galloped back to the official road, he saw many ragged refugees with their families, most of whom came from the south.

And the further east you go, the more refugees there are.

Finally, the day before entering the capital, he felt safe. Even if the people in Xinzhou wanted to catch up, they couldn't. So, while changing horses at the post office, he asked, "I came all the way back from Xinzhou and saw countless refugees in the road. What's going on?"

The post minister of the post house rarely receives such a high-ranking official, fearing not to serve him well. He quickly flattered and said, "Hey, you went to the border before, maybe you haven't heard of it, have you? It's said that the Heavenly Sect is causing trouble in the south, and it seems like he wants to..."

Zhou Yinzhi's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Do you want to rebel?"

The post station official didn't dare to say much and approached with a sneer, saying, "I dare not speak. Those refugees outside spread rumors like this, and it's hard to say where they came from, so they were all scared and ran north."

"..."

Zhou Yinzhi's face suddenly turned cold. He grabbed the reins with one hand and exerted so much force that the rough edges of the reins almost sank into his palm.

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The post station official was frightened by him.

However, Zhou Yinzhi didn't say much. After changing horses, he didn't even have the intention to stop and rest. He immediately urged the official road and arrived in the capital at dusk.

The first thing is to go home.

Under the care of Yao Niang, she didn't care to answer her concerns. She changed into a clean court uniform, put on the bloodless but seemingly bloodstained seal, and immediately went to the palace to meet.

When they arrived at the palace gate, they encountered the wandering and swaying Prince Dingfei walking out of it.

This inexperienced playboy is still taking eight character steps.

He was full of wealth and prestige, with a dozen jade pendants hanging on his waist. Those who knew him had a different status from others, while those who didn't thought he was just a scammer and a peddler on the street who came out to sell a bunch of junk goods.

Seeing Zhou Yinzhi, Xiao Dingfei raised his eyebrows and looked at him without hesitation. He greeted him with a smile and said, "Oh my, isn't this Commander Zhou? They have all returned from Xinzhou. But you didn't come by chance this time, there was a fire going on inside."

Anyway, he was also a former benefactor of the emperor.

In the past two years, he has been idle in the Ministry of Rites in the court, but has made friends with a group of privileged children who usually do not engage in formal affairs. He has also set up a "Xiaoyao Society" in the capital, doing his best in romance and romance, and can be described as being obsessed with money.

Although Zhou Yinzhi is not a person with clean means and upright character, he does not want to deal with such people more. Moreover, Xiao Shu detests this immortal brother, and he will not have a deep friendship with Xiao Dingfei.

So at this moment, I only nod lightly.

Without even saying a word, he walked straight past the other person and entered the palace.

The situation in Qianqing Palace is indeed not good.

Before approaching, Shen Lang's angry voice was heard: "What a heavenly cult! What a heavenly cult! Even after eating Xiongxin and Leopard Gallbladder, you dare to make a comeback! Don't even look at what kind of situation a group of refugees and bandits can become! How did the former emperor call these disorderly officials and bandits to subdue the law? How can I call them never-ending today! Come, go and summon Duke Xiao Yuan of Xuanguo!"

Zheng Bao hurriedly came out of the door.

Confronted Zhou Yinzhi head-on.

Zhou Yinzhi was always polite to the people around the emperor who served him, so he gently arched his hand and lowered his voice, "Zheng Gonggong, where is the emperor?"

Zheng Bao glanced at him and said, "The urgent news from an hour ago is that the army has risen in Jinling and the Heavenly Sect has rebelled."

*

The day of You Fangyin's burial was chosen on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

The news of the gradual chaos in the south, although later, also gradually spread to Xinzhou.

There was a court before, and then there was the Heavenly Church.

The world will be in chaos, and the people will be uneasy.

Not to mention the displacement of the people, even if they want to help the coffins back to Shu, they cannot. After much deliberation, they can only find a good feng shui place outside Xinzhou City to bury the people.

Wan Guan's family wealth, for the court to clear up all;

The Salt Factory Chamber of Commerce has received no further updates.

At this moment, Ren Weizhi, who had been drinking for a few days, was holding the funeral ceremony. When he woke up, he saw the pale sky outside and heard the noisy commotion. He followed outside and saw the plainclothes of the crowd, as well as the coffin that had already been carried onto the car. He had a dream of returning to the past.

Alone, hanging together like shadows.

Apart from oneself, there is nothing.

Jiang Xuening also stood by the coffin.

Even Mr. Xie, who is very skilled, has come.

As Ren Weizhi walked past, he stared at Jiang Xuening for a long time, thinking that if Fang Yin didn't come this time, perhaps there wouldn't have been this disaster. Without Jiang Xuening, Fangyin would not have been saved in the beginning.

He didn't come back to his senses until he started singing.

This once down and out boss Ren, who relied on his bold silver stocks to make a comeback, was full of bookish anger, but he returned to his original down and out appearance, holding a plaque and walking ahead.

Out of the city.

Entering the soil.

Burial.

A new tomb stood at the foot of the mountain, and paper money flew into the sky.

Jiang Xuening watched quietly as the yellow soil piled higher and higher, finally burying the coffin completely. She felt a desolation in her heart, as if she had already heard the distant Artemisia annua.

Xie Ju'an and others were watching her from behind.

But she crouched in front of the newly carved tombstone, gently reaching out to touch the rough stone surface, and said, "I have something I want to talk to Fangyin alone. Let me stay alone for a while longer."

Everyone was speechless.

Ren Weizhi turned around and left first, as if staying here for an extra moment was agony.

The others looked at Xie Wei.

Xie Wei remained silent for a moment, knowing that she was about to leave Xinzhou soon, and also knowing the weight of You Fangyin in her heart. After all, she didn't say much and only ordered a few skilled soldiers to watch from a distance. I waited with the others to the flat area at the foot of the mountain.

No one spoke.

However, after half an hour, just as Xie Wei was about to call Yan Lin up to take a look, a furious roar suddenly came from the mountains and forests: "Who is that?!"

The sound of the clash of swords and soldiers comes to a halt!

Everyone felt their scalp explode and shocked.

Yan Lin's reaction was extremely fast, and without hesitation, he quickly drew his sword and rushed up! In no time, when they arrived at the new grave, they saw dozens of masked people with black scarves rushing out of the dense forest overlapping on the mountain, fighting against the guards around them.

These people hold weapons with strange shapes and a strange and eerie aura. With a hula flick, they put them on their heads and then pull their entire heads to spin and cut them off!

It's truly cruel and ferocious!

Surprisingly, they are all blood droplets!

Yan Lin didn't care much about it. He glanced around and saw that there was no trace of Jiang Xuening in front of the tombstone?!

In the opposite mountain forest, a faint figure quickly left.

Today in Japan, it is a funeral event, and outside the city of Xinzhou, who could have imagined that there would be people, gods, and ghosts lurking here without realizing it? A group of people with weapons are few and far between. People in the army are better at fighting in groups and fighting tactics. If we were to fight alone, how could we compare with these ruthless people in the martial arts world who lick blood with their swords? For a while, they had no choice but to watch as the figures in the mountains and forests quickly disappeared, being dragged on by these people's struggles and procrastination!

"Ning Ning -"

Yan Lin's eyes were about to crack, and with a sword, he opened the chest of the masked man with a black scarf in front of him. Hot blood splattered all over his face, but he didn't even wipe it, and fiercely fought a path of blood towards the forest!

The entire cemetery was as miserable as hell for a moment.

Swords and swords intersect, and limbs are torn apart.

Blood splattered.

A few drops fell, splashing onto the brand new tombstone that had just been erected today, and staining the page of paper lightly on top with mottled blood.

Xie Wei's injury was not yet healed, and when he followed, his footsteps became faster. Unexpectedly, it affected the wound, and a faint blush seeped out from his waist and abdomen.

Seeing this scene, what else does he not understand?

At this moment, I feel like there is nothing else in the world, only cold and solemn, the wind rising like a knife!

He stepped on the lying corpses under his feet, walked through the flowing blood, stood in front of the tombstone, picked up the page of paper, and slowly opened it.

I haven't seen this handwriting for many years.

In this letter, the person who wrote the letter did not refer to him as "Shao Shi", but referred to him as Du Jun!

"In the era of great struggle, righteousness arises; you have received kindness, yet you seek revenge. If you turn back from the bitter sea, you can still live. On the twenty second day of the first lunar month, Luoyang sets sail, waiting for you alone. At most, you will die!"

"Wan Xiuzi..." He had a pale face and let out a sharp smile. However, there were faint veins on the back of his hand as he pinched the page of paper. He slowly said, "I was worried that I couldn't find you, so I brought it to my door myself."