"I..." Hongtai spoke subconsciously, but when he met Shang Zilan's gaze, he felt guilty for no reason and could not say the next words at all.
A person like him, whose life hangs on a knife's edge, can get by today but doesn't know what will happen tomorrow, so how can he promise anything so easily?
Even though, at this moment, he really wants to know, what is the hope in Fang Zilan's heart?
However, he did not dare to listen.
Whether the mountains and rivers are forever consolidated or the Fang family monopolizes the world's business, it is not an easy task.
Her journey was difficult, and even though he had the determination to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire, he was also at a loss as he was afraid that he would not be able to get through anything.
"Zhuge Yu and Li Qiyou... what happened to them?" Fang Zilan's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Hongtai back from his thoughts. He shook his head and said, "It's not good."
Seeing Fang Zilan's expected look, Hongtai couldn't help but ask: "If they ask you, will you tell everything you know?"
Hearing this, Fang Zilan seemed to think of something, and asked without answering: "Do you know all those things?"
"Not everyone knows it." Hongtai shook his head, "But if the account books in my hand were made public, it would be enough for the heads of several major state capitals to drink."
"When the war was in turmoil, you could still keep the account books?" Fang Zilan's voice was a little lower, and Hongtai chuckled, "Of course you have to keep things to save your life. Speaking of which, the evidence I have is not just the account books. "
Fang Zilan yawned slightly, "If you want to say these words, just say them to Li Qiyou, I won't listen."
She raised her hands and covered her ears as she said, "The more you know, the less good it will be. I will have a few more years of this little life."
Hongtai laughed dumbly, "You control Qianjinfang, so you only know a lot more things..."
"Qianjinfang doesn't know everything." Fang Zilan curled her lips, "What's more, I handed over my power and resigned a long time ago. All court affairs and Jianghu affairs have nothing to do with me."
"Does that civil matter have nothing to do with you?" Hongtai was so sharp that he hit the nail on the head. Fang Zilan was stunned and did not respond.
"I heard that since the beginning of Qianjinfang's establishment, in addition to court affairs and Jianghu affairs, it has opened up another channel for private affairs." Hongtai continued talking to himself, "Questioning the law is also different from others. It's just that. Because the boss once said..."
"People's livelihood is very difficult, so help if you can." Fang Zilan's voice was very soft, but it still fell into Hongtai's ears word for word, "Although I am not a mainstream person, when I heard this, I felt a deep feeling in my heart. Stirring.”
Fang Zilan pursed her lips, "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Fang Zilan, you are not a person who follows the crowd, let alone a person who is trapped in a corner." Hongtai called Fang Zilan's name solemnly for the first time, and said every word with dignity, "You have mountains and rivers in your heart, you should be The one who created the situation. I'm waiting to see you stir up troubles and bring prosperity to the world."
Fang Zilan was stunned for a long time, then suddenly smiled, "If I can't do it, don't you have to wait in vain?"
"Life is like a white cloud, and most of the time it is just a sudden realization." Hongtai shed the shell of the master of Feiling Mountain, and his face was full of calmness and calmness after the storm, "I just can't wait for the prosperous age, I can wait for the flowers to bloom, Not bad."
The implication of his words was obvious, and the smile on Fang Zilan's face did not diminish, "I am not a flower, at most I am a grass."
Hongtai curled her lips and did not follow Fang Zilan's words. Instead, she waved her hand and said, "Let's go."
He came and went in a hurry, and Fang Zilan did not stop him. She was just thinking about the question he asked - whether to tell everything he knew.
Although she understands that everyone has the right to know the truth, if the truth is too cruel, does she also have the right to remain silent?
However, does she have the final say whether it is cruel or not?
Even if it is dripping with blood, you have to be injured to know it. If the knife of truth is handed into the hands of Zhuge Yu, it will be tantamount to forcing him to choose between the Zhuge family and so-called justice.
But if it were left to Li Qiyou, the most noble prince in the capital...
He has exiled himself to the southeast, and his situation is still unclear. The more he knows, the worse it becomes.
But as Pei Xiaoze said, that was the posthumous name of King Rongan, the dignity of the royal family. Can Li Qiyou really step on the Li family's glory just to seek fairness?
If Li Qiyou really does this, I'm afraid the Li family won't be able to tolerate him...
It was a windless and rainless night, but Fang Zilan stood in the courtyard, feeling cold all over her body and unable to see any light.
Until the sky was dimming, she leaned over and rubbed her numb knees. As soon as she moved, she staggered and fell towards the ground.
But what was waiting for her was not a cold blue brick, but a warm hand. The owner of the hand was facing the light. She squinted her eyes and could barely make out his outline. It was Li Qiyou.
Li Qiyou was followed by Zhuge Yu, and like a flash of inspiration, Fang Zilan suddenly understood why there were always people who believed in God's will, and why Miluo High Priest kept saying that it was an oracle.
It turned out that there really was such a moment, when they walked up to her in the morning light, she seemed to see the future in a trance.
Since the day will always dawn, why bother looking forward and backward, hesitating?
"It's dawn." Fang Zilan heard her own voice, which was hoarse. "This night has finally passed."
Li Qiyou wanted to ask something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back and replaced them with, "Thank you for your hard work."
Fang Zilan pushed away Li Qiyou's hand without leaving a trace and stood up straight, "My lord, if you insist on staying, the days to come will be more than just hard work."
"I am the Yucheng King of Dajing. Since I have been supported by all the people, I should do my best to repay it." Li Qiyou said matter-of-factly, and Fang Zilan smiled, "In that case, while I am still in the southeast, I will accompany the prince for a while. It’s done.”
Zhuge Yu, who had never spoken, stepped forward with a serious look on his face, "Sister Lan, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Not only do I know, but I also know what the prince is going to do." Fang Zilan met Zhuge Yu's gaze, "The person who untied the bell must also tie the bell. If King Rongan died in an unknown way, there are some accounts, and he will always have to It’s a mess.”
Li Qiyou nodded slightly, "If you have to cover up countless blood and tears because of the imperial uncle's posthumous name, I will never agree."
Zhuge Yu's lips moved but he stopped talking. Seeing this, Fang Zilan said: "Ah Yu, if you don't ask a single word after you return to the capital this time, then I will escort the prince and return to the capital with you immediately."
Li Qiyou coughed lightly, and Zhuge Yu closed his eyes as if he was resigned to his fate, and finally said resolutely: "It depends on the order."
"Thank you." Li Qiyou flicked his sleeves, "We will go to Prince Rongan's Mansion to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."
