Xiang Yan smiled.
Unlike Henry Zhang who is superstitious about force and has no brains.
He knows martial arts, but he is not superstitious about force.
He's very good at using his brain.
Although Xiuyiwei's biography is clear and clear, at first glance there seems to be no problem.
But Xiang Yan smelled a conspiracy.
Deng Lin's team attacked and killed the heart-eating dog, Thaksin believed.
He also believed that Thousand-legged Dog retaliated in anger and massacred Deng Lin's team.
This is in line with the temperament of those rough warriors.
But... Linxi County Magistrate Bai Yuan set up an ambush to kill Thousand-legged Dog?
Xiang Yan wanted to laugh when he heard this.
It is true that there are many examples in this world of scholars plotting to kill martial arts masters, and there are many of them.
But it is definitely not something that a mediocre person like Bai Yuan can do.
Behind the whole thing, someone must be stirring up trouble.
However, Xiang Yan didn't care about this.
So what if someone is plotting against him?
They are just a few embroidered Tiqi, and if they die, they will die.
What he cared about more was... this incident gave him an excuse to reasonably suppress the Dragon Temple, and that was enough.
Do you really think he doesn’t want to kill Henry Zhang and Dragon Temple?
No, the so-called sincere cooperation and the so-called harmonious coexistence are just because of sister Jinyan's face.
Can two male tigers really live in peace in front of a beautiful female tiger?
Innocent!
"Call Suzaku and ask him to lead people to Linxi. If he encounters the Dragon Temple bandits, he will be executed!"
Xiang Yan tapped his fingers lightly on the table, thought about it for a moment, and said.
Xiaokui bowed and agreed.
"promise!"
After that, it floated out again.
The hall became silent again, except for the slight scratching sound made by Xiang Yan's fingers unconsciously tapping on the table.
This is a habit he has developed since childhood.
Whenever I think about it, I will subconsciously tap my fingers on the table.
A few moments.
Xiang Yan raised his eyes and looked at Wu Wu, the maid beside him, and said: "Wu'er, summon Qinglong and ask him to cancel the mission of arresting the wild girl of the Mu family."
After such a long time, the wild girl of the Mu family has not been caught yet.
Either he died or she ran away again.
But no matter which result it was, Xiang Yan felt that there was no need to continue wasting time.
In fact, officials have already impeached him at the court meeting for abusing his power and using public weapons for personal use.
Now I just take this opportunity to use Xiuyiwei's sharp blade on Dragon Temple to block Youyou's mouth.
After all, sister Jinyan was just a little frightened at the beginning, so why did he keep holding on to her?
She is just a wild girl like a lonely ghost, let her fend for herself.
"promise!"
Wu Wu agreed, feeling a little happy.
When rumors spread about the real and fake daughter in the Marquis of Wuwei, there was a lot of laughter in the capital.
Wu Wu has never liked the fake daughter of the Mu family since then. She always felt that this woman was not very peaceful and was not a kind person.
In addition to being restless, the fake daughter of the Mu family also likes to attract bees and butterflies, attracting men to compete for her favor.
How could such a woman be worthy of the third prince?
But no matter how much the third prince liked it, she couldn't help it.
Now that the third prince has finally canceled the inexplicable pursuit mission, Wu Wu is very happy.
"By the way, Wu Wu, do you think Lin Xi's work was done by that person from the north?"
Xiang Yan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly raised his head and asked Wu Wu.
Wu Wu was stunned for a moment, with a slight solemn look on his face.
That guy from the north!
The only one who can be called such by His Highness... is that Lord!
If it was really his handiwork, things might be a bit tricky.
When Wu Wu remained silent, Xiang Yan stood up straight away.
He didn't expect Wu Wu to say anything.
His face no longer had the relaxed look before, but was a little serious.
While pacing, Xiang Yan unconsciously faced the north, his eyes deep.
Yanqiu, could it be you?
Compared to Xiao Yang, a pig-brained guy, Yan Qiu, who guards the northern border and is known as the God of War, is his real opponent.
He, Xiang Yan, had never paid attention to Henry Zhang.
He has only one opponent.
General Zhenbei, God of War Yanqiu!
That person is his fateful enemy.
Whether it's on the road to fighting for position or emotionally!
…
Luo Heng, who was far away in Linxi County, didn't know this.
He is busy.
The sound of wood planing, accompanied by flying sawdust, echoed in the garden.
The beauty in the pavilion leaned forward, Mu Qingwan and Ye Wan'er leaned on the railing, their eyes falling on the busy Luo Heng.
The young man looked focused and had nothing else on his mind.
His movements were extremely familiar, like a master who was experienced in carpentry. After a while, several square logs were carefully polished and erected.
Inside the pavilion.
Mu Qingwan's little face was full of curiosity, and she looked at Luo Heng without blinking.
She didn't understand what he was doing.
Ye Wan'er, on the other hand, raised the corners of her mouth slightly unconsciously.
She understood.
The boy is making a swing.
There was a time when she was carefree.
At that time, she was still young and her parents were not old yet.
She sat on the swing, Xiaochan pushing gently behind her.
The swing swayed like this, making her laugh like silver bells. Her father and mother in the distance looked at her dotingly...
After shaking her head, Ye Wan'er's raised corners of her mouth had subsided, and she felt sad.
Can not go back.
There's no going back!
In the middle of a downturn.
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the ignorant girl beside her, and her heart suddenly became calm.
The suffering in the world will not change just because she complains.
Boys and girls live so optimistically.
Why should she keep feeling sorry for herself?
In the garden.
Luo Heng twisted animal skins into ropes and tied them to the wooden frame.
A swing was gradually built.
After checking whether the swing was secure, he turned around and waved to Mu Qingwan in the pavilion.
Seeing Luo Heng waving, Mu Qingwan resisted the thought of jumping out of the pavilion like a wild beast and stood up.
She stepped towards Luo Heng.
Although he was just walking, his pace was already very steady.
There was no hint that just a few days ago, the girl was completely unaccustomed to walking upright.
"Sit on it."
Luo Heng pointed to the swing and smiled.
The girl glanced at the swing, her expression was a little awkward, and she tilted her head and asked.
"sit?"
Of course she understands what sitting is.
She was just wondering whether this strange thing in front of her could sit on.
Luo Heng didn't even explain, he just stepped forward to pick up the girl and put her on the swing.
The girl's expression suddenly became tense, and her hands subconsciously grabbed the rope of the swing.
This feeling of having her feet off the ground and not stepping firmly on her feet made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Just at a loss.
Suddenly I heard a soft voice coming from my ears.
"Sit tight and get up!"
Before the girl could react, she felt her body "fly" out.
She couldn't help but tighten her grip on the rope.
But before she could fully experience the feeling of flying out, she felt herself "falling" back again.
The swing began to swing slowly.
Once, once, and again!
Swing higher and higher!
Gradually, the girl's clear and melodious laughter rang out, echoing in the garden and lingering endlessly.
This was the first time she laughed out loud.
In the past, she only had expressions on her face, never such pure, heartfelt laughter.
In the afternoon sun.
A swing, three smiling faces, so beautiful.
