The warm sun cannot dispel the cold in Chang'an City.
The moment when Zhan Zhu held the imperial edict and slowly walked out of the palace gate with the royal guard of honor.
I don’t know how many heads of aristocratic families fell into the abyss.
Among them, the more than 20 aristocratic families whose secret trading houses were seized just yesterday!
To the east of the city, Guangdefang.
In the study room of Yizhai.
Yi Haiyuan leaned on the Grand Master's chair with his eyes blank.
Weakly waved away the loyal Uncle Fu.
After the door slowly closed.
Yi Haiyuan, who had been sitting there with blank eyes, suddenly stood up.
The dullness in his eyes was completely replaced by ruthlessness at some point.
As a result, the whole person became extremely gloomy.
"Bang~!" There was a loud noise.
Yi Haiyuan raised his hands and slammed them on the desk, causing the stacks of documents on the desk to scatter to the ground.
"Xu Yi!" Yi Haiyuan roared in a low voice with a gloomy face and gritted teeth.
If Xu Yi hadn't been appointed as Jing Zhaoyin, how would he have ended up like this?
If he had not chosen to stay out of the incident in court that day and allowed Xu Yi to stir up the mess of disaster relief, would the outcome have been completely different?
No one knows the answer, not even Yi Haiyuan himself.
"Huh~!"
After venting his anger, Yi Haiyuan exhaled heavily with a gloomy face.
"We can't sit back and wait for death! We can't sit back and wait for death! We can't sit back and wait for death!!!" Yi Haiyuan roared in a low voice.
Then he kept slapping his head, forcing himself to calm down!
But unfortunately, to no avail.
After a while.
Yi Haiyuan, who could never calm down, roared loudly: "Uncle Fu!"
Uncle Fu was old but not slow at all. He quickly opened the door and entered.
When he saw Yi Haiyuan's gloomy and ferocious face, even though he was well-informed, he was inevitably stunned for a moment.
As someone who has served two generations of the Yi family, when has he ever seen Yi Haiyuan look like this?
"Get two basins of well water!" Yi Haiyuan ordered loudly with a ferocious face.
Uncle Fu's expression paused, and he opened his mouth, but in the end he could only sigh, then quickly turned around and left.
It doesn't take a while.
Uncle Fu sent away two servants and personally carried the well water to the study.
Just put down the last basin of well water. @*~~
Yi Haiyuan shouted loudly: "Get out!"
Uncle Fu had no choice but to do as he was told.
After the door is closed again.
Yi Haiyuan quickly walked towards two basins of cold well water.
He picked up a basin and raised it directly above his head. Without any hesitation, he poured it all directly over his head.
In an instant, Yi Haiyuan was as embarrassed as a drowned rat.
But the cold well water really calmed her down a lot.
Without hesitation, the second basin of cold well water poured down his head again.
With a "clang", the wooden basin was thrown to the ground by Yi Haiyuan.
"Pfft!" He rubbed his face vigorously with both hands in a short time.
The originally pale face turned extremely rosy.
Upon closer inspection, layers of heat mist appeared on its surface.
Under the influence of two basins of cold well water, Yi Haiyuan finally calmed down relatively.
He walked quickly towards the wall behind the desk.
He suddenly pulled down a precious calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall.
Then he took out a sunken wood brocade box from the hidden compartment on the wall!
Open it three by two.
Two account books, a new one and an old one, were revealed.
"Uncle Fu! Prepare your car!" Yi Haiyuan shouted.
Then he quickly walked to the desk.
He hurriedly studied the ink and copied the contents of the slightly new account book onto the paper with trembling hands.
Perhaps because he was too panicked, his handwriting was sloppy and confusing.
Fortunately, if you look carefully, you can still vaguely identify it.
"This is my last resort! He will definitely be able to protect me! He will definitely be able to! If he doesn't protect me! Then we will die together!"
"right!.
That's right! Die together! He doesn't dare! He would never dare to die! "
Yi Haiyuan was trembling all over as he copied quickly. At the same time, he kept soothing himself.
After a while.
Uncle Fu's voice came from outside the study: "Master, the carriage is ready."
There was no response in the study for a long time.
Uncle Fu felt something bad.
He walked quickly to the study and slammed the study door open. _o_m
The door creaked and made strange noises.
"Ah!"
Fu Bo collapsed directly on the ground.
As far as the eye could see, there was a mess.
A wooden stool fell unexpectedly in the middle of the study.
A pair of water-stained boots swayed back and forth alone on top of the wooden bench.
And the owner of those boots is clearly Yi Haiyuan.
Uncle Fu looked at Yi Haiyuan with three feet of white silk hanging from his neck and was stunned on the spot.
But soon, Uncle Fu came to his senses and shouted: "Master!"
Then he rolled up and climbed up from the ground, quickly rushing towards Yi Haiyuan who was under the beam.
As he approached, Fu Bo pulled up the stool that had fallen to the ground.
This made Yi Haiyuan's legs swinging from side to side completely gain focus.
Then he hugged Yi Haiyuan's legs with trembling hands, trying to put them down completely.
Seeing Yi Haiyuan's body falling to the side.
With no time to think, Fu Bo quickly let go of his legs and hugged Yi Haiyuan's upper body.
How much strength can an old slave in his sixties have?
In an instant, Yi Haiyuan and Uncle Fu fell straight to the side.
"Dang!" With a sound, Fu Bo and Yi Haiyuan both fell to the ground.
"master!!!"
Uncle Fu clutched his chest and climbed up from the ground with great difficulty.
He stretched out his trembling palms and gently explored Yi Haiyuan's breath.
Unfortunately, Yi Haiyuan had already lost his breath.
Uncle Fu showed his unwillingness and quickly reached out to explore Yi Haiyuan's neck.
The body temperature is still warm, but the pulse has long since disappeared.
"Dead...dead..." Fu Bo collapsed on the ground and murmured in a low voice with a bewildered face.
"Impossible! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"The master just asked me to prepare the car! In just a quarter of an hour! How could he hang himself!"
Uncle Fu stared blankly at Yi Haiyuan's body with disbelief on his face.
"who!"
"Who is it! Who is so vicious and harmed my master!" In an instant, Fu Bo roared with teeth cracking.
Then he quickly stood up and stumbled around the whole study.
pity.
At this time, except for his and Yi Haiyuan's bodies, there was no one else in the study!
at the same time.
Fu Bo's roar attracted countless servants.
Gradually, the Yi family's female family members, children, and uncles all poured into the study.
It’s chaotic, it’s chaotic, the whole Yizhai is in complete chaos.
There were roars, cries, and noises everywhere.
Uncle Fu sat slumped on the ground, repeating Yi Haiyuan's instructions over and over again, what happened when he sensed something was wrong, and the guesses in his mind.
However, how many people can listen to him seriously now?
Be it Yi Haiyuan's descendants, wives and concubines, or those collateral uncles or family elders.
Everyone's focus is on the family property, who will take over as head of the family, and how to ensure that the family's interests are not lost as a result.
As for whether Yi Haiyuan committed suicide or was murdered, no one really cared.
Gradually, Fu Bo closed his mouth, and his eyelids, which were already drooping due to age, were drooping even lower now.
He stood up slowly and left the study slowly like a zombie.
He always believed in his heart that Yi Haiyuan definitely did not commit suicide.
As for the reason, in addition to the words that have been said countless times, there is another crucial point.
That is, the things in the secret room are gone.
Uncle Fu has been living in the Yi family since he was rescued by his old family owner when he was a boy.
What's more, Yi Haiyuan is himself.
He grew up watching it.
If not, how could he be trusted by Yi Haiyuan?
Fu Bo, who was walking slowly like a zombie, suddenly stopped.
Yi Haiyuan in his childhood could not help but appear in his mind.
Gradually, the Yi Haiyuan in his mind gradually grew from a child to a weak boy, and from a weak boy to what he is now.
Finally, the scene freezes on the scene where he opens the door.
Unconsciously, Uncle Fu's face was filled with tears.
"Master, I will avenge the young master. No matter who it is, I will definitely make him pay the price with blood." Uncle Fu murmured through gritted teeth, with blue veins showing on the back of his wrinkled hands.
The master he spoke of was naturally the deceased head of the family.
Suddenly, Uncle Fu's expression changed.
He murmured in a low voice: "Old house! The young master will definitely leave something in the old house!"
If anyone in the world knows Yi Haiyuan best, it is undoubtedly him.
...
The Duke's Mansion of Song Dynasty.
In the study room.
Zhang Yongnian waved his hand and drove away two of his capable men.
When the door is completely closed.
Zhang Yongnian's face instantly darkened.
He stared at the two brocade boxes of different shapes in front of him with red eyes.
With trembling hands, he reached for one of the wooden boxes.
But it hasn't been fully opened for a long time.
It’s not that I can’t open it, it’s that I don’t dare!
It seems that as soon as it is opened, some unimaginable disaster will be released.
A long, long time. @·No mistake first release~~
Until his hands were sore from hanging in the air.
Zhang Yongnian still has not made up his mind.
"Huh~!"
Zhang Yongnian let out a heavy breath.
Slowly taking back his sore hands, he slumped down weakly on the Taishi chair.
Ever since Qingzhou Feng's family was completely captured by Xu Yi, he never had a peaceful night's sleep again.
Late last night, Li Guangli took the risk to visit.
He stayed up all night.
The words Li Guangli said echoed in my mind.
"When necessary, abandon the car to protect the commander!"
It was precisely because of this sentence that Zaiyi received the news that Zhan Zhu had left the palace with an imperial edict.
Zhang Yongnian sent his two most capable men without hesitation.
He secretly harvested the heads of the two aristocratic families with whom he had the closest relationship.
One of them is even an official of the imperial court! An old friend who has played with him since childhood.
And now, looking at the brocade boxes found from two aristocratic families.
Zhang Yongnian seemed to have lost all courage.
"Huh~!"
After a long silence, Zhang Yongnian finally let out a heavy breath and stood up slowly.
With a gloomy expression, he slowly opened the top brocade box.
After seeing a box full of land deeds and large banknotes stored inside.
Zhang Yongnian breathed a sigh of relief.
I couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay. It's okay, it's okay."
I don’t know what Zhang Yongnian is secretly thankful for.
The words are over.
Zhang Yongnian opened the second brocade box with some ease.
As the brocade box slowly opened, a brand new account book cover was revealed.
The heart that had just been put down suddenly lifted up again.
Even his face became increasingly gloomy.
Zhang Yongnian took out the new account book with trembling hands.
With the departure of the new account book, a yellowed old account book was revealed again in the brocade box.
He doesn't care.
Zhang Yongnian slowly opened the brand new account book with trembling hands.
It only takes half an hour.
Zhang Yongnian stood up suddenly and slammed the brand new account book on the table.
There was a loud noise of "Pa!"
The brand new account book, which was not thick, cracked directly.
At the same time, a piece of paper with scrawled handwriting flew out of the brand new account book.
"Damn it! You're a thief! You really deserve to die!" Zhang Yongnian clenched his fists tightly.
Staring at the brand new account book that was thrown on the table, he cursed in a low voice.
I never expected that this old friend who had been playing together since childhood would secretly collect evidence of his own crimes!
He is obviously very careful! Why was my old friend still caught?
Zhang Yongnian couldn't figure it out and had no energy to think about it anymore.
A sickly blush appeared on his face, and he grinned and sneered: "Well done! Well done! Yi Haiyuan, Yi Haiyuan, I regard you as a true friend, but you treat me like this, hahaha, well done! Die!" Well done!"
suddenly.
The expression on Zhang Yongnian's face solidified instantly.
Yi Haiyuan can secretly search for evidence of his crime and use it as a bargaining chip for himself when something happens in the future.
So, what about Feng Yuyan?
Before this, Zhang Yongnian had always been confident that he would never leave any clues in his actions.
But the account book in front of him was undoubtedly equivalent to a huge slap, hitting Zhang Yongnian's face mercilessly.
Yi Haiyuan can do it, why can't Feng Yuyan?
In an instant, there was no trace of blood on Zhang Yongnian's face.
He wanted to get up, but he could only make a loud "clang" sound.
The whole person and the Taishi chair fell heavily to the ground.
"Feng Yuyan is still in Xu Yi's hands! That loser Wei Guogong failed! Feng Yuyan is still alive!" Zhang Yongnian murmured as he lay on the ground and looked up at the roof with dull eyes.
"That's wrong!" Suddenly, Zhang Yongnian shouted.
He quickly got up from the ground, muttering to himself with dull eyes and repeating four words: "Abandon the car to save the handsome man, abandon the car to save the handsome man! Abandon the car to save the handsome man!"
So, is it possible that what Li Guangli said about giving up his car to keep his handsome man was to give up his car and keep Xu Yong's handsome man?
"no, I can not!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Zhang Yongnian shook his dizzy head vigorously and kept denying himself.
After a while.
Zhang Yongnian, who finally regained his senses, collapsed on the ground and said with a wry smile: "There is nothing impossible."
The words are over.
Zhang Yongnian slowly got up from the ground with difficulty.
With a gloomy expression, he found the knocked-off paper again.
Throw it all into the furnace, together with the brand-new ledger.
I wanted to throw the old account books in the brocade box into the furnace.
But for some reason, Zhang Yongnian jerked his hand back the moment he took it out. Update without error@
Slowly open the old account book and slowly read the contents in the old account book.
At this glance, a sinister smile appeared on the originally gloomy face.
After the new account book is completely reduced to ashes.
Zhang Yongnian solemnly put away the old account book and then left the study.
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Wan update completed.
