So, after the little round face walked out of the main hall, Lord Jiashan no longer existed in the world. Then, the minister of Xuanyuan, Zheng Wushao, was found tied up in the back hall. From then on, this secret coup that took place in the Central Plains capital came to a relatively satisfactory end.
The various aftermath matters that followed were enough to make everyone anxious. Being involved and being held accountable, or being killed, injured, or missing as a result, created personnel gaps and vacancies in functional operations; new personnel need to be promoted and arranged in a timely manner to make up for it, and the soldiers need to be comforted and rewarded.
The investigation and liquidation of those involved internally are also in full swing. It is necessary to ensure that nothing is omitted, but also to prevent the lack of employment of people from becoming a political struggle tool for the people below to abuse their power or arbitrarily expand the scope of prosecution by taking advantage of the party to oppose dissidents and exclude opponents.
At the same time, it is necessary to prevent the situation from expanding and causing greater losses and chaos. Therefore, this will undoubtedly test the ability of the current rulers to control and supervise their subordinates; especially at a time when the people who have just gone through the turmoil are in panic. Fortunately, it is currently limited to Beijing, Central Plains.
Therefore, in the following time, Jiang Tian almost stayed with Xiao Yuanlian; watching her give orders like a flowing stream, arrest and search according to the plan, and the hidden accomplices who were confessed also secretly participated and supported the local people. Nobles, families, merchants, clubs, etc.
On the other hand, they are meeting and listening to reports and feedback from their trusted subordinates around the clock, and making prompt instructions/decisions. In this process, Jiang Tian not only provided her with suggestions that filled in the gaps, but also occasionally secretly supervised and investigated on her behalf.
And during this process, the little round face almost fell into a sleepless and strange excitement; as if this excessive diligence was regarded as a punishment for himself, or an emotional escape. It was not until the third day that the mutinous and scattered Wozhou vassal soldiers outside the city were put down.
Jiang Tian, who had been watching with cold eyes, just now, when the last minister retreated and no one was around, he calmly took her into his arms with looming eye circles: "That's enough, that's enough. Next, you can take care of yourself." Take a rest. Of course, I will keep an eye on the other things for you."
However, the little round face was in his arms, slowly choking and sobbing: "Ancestor, I...I...just can't sleep; when I close my eyes, I have all kinds of confusing thoughts, and The faces of those who died because of me; they all wanted to trust me, but I failed..."
"In that case, let me teach you a song!" Jiang Tian heard this and sent a trace of energy to her. He looked at the note above her head: "Extreme burnout/neurasthenia", which turned into " Severe exhaustion/neurasthenia”. Started humming an internet song softly:
“Memory is like a storyteller, using a tone full of local accent;
Jump over puddles and go around small villages.
When we meet, you can build a city out of mud..."
After singing for the fifth time, the little round face finally fell into a deep sleep with tears in the corners of his eyes. Jiang Tian then hugged her, who was hanging horizontally like a koala, quietly through the many doorways, and placed her on the into a dormitory that had been tidied up again. Then the cloud plate was gently knocked.
Immediately, a group of armored soldiers poured out from the side hall and patrolled the inside and outside. Then, they set up several sentries from the inside to the outside; some even nimbly climbed up the wall to protrude. , jumped up and disappeared between the beams and pillars.
Afterwards, Jiang Tian passed through the unconscious guards and came to a locked inner room in the side hall on the other side. And here, Lord Jiashan, who should have been dead for several days, is immersed in a pile of public cases, writing furiously and copying something without realizing it.
At the last moment, the little round face hesitated again and again, but still chose to let her live and spend the rest of her life to atone for her sins. Therefore, when the head of a replacement maid was sent for display, the former second daughter of the royal family, Jiashan Jun, became a living dead in the usual sense.
At the same time, Jiang Tian looked at Lord Jiashan, who had washed away his brilliance and taken off all the pendants on his head. He had a plain face, long hair shawl, and was dressed as a low-class maid; but there was something similar about him, vaguely in his heart. A strange suspicion arose.
Could it be that the Xue family in this time and space really has something to do with me? Because, after removing all the rouge and pink flowers, Mr. Jiashan's true face was revealed. Between his brows and eyes, which were copying carefully, there was a trace of the illusion of "a sister".
You know, it was Jiang Tian who had carefully identified the inside and outside not long ago, and left a particularly deep impression. Looking back and thinking about the outline of the small round face, it seems that there are some traces of a young boy; the two together are enough to make people feel alarmed.
You know, one coincidence is enough. If there are two coincidences, it is not a matter of probability selection. Is this another possibility for things related to me to develop to the end in another time and space line?
"Ancestor, I really envy Xiaoliu." Lord Jiashan, who woke up after that, respectfully said with an awe and flattery: "You have taken care of everything, even if he died unexpectedly. , can also be brought back to life by you."
"Then remember the only reason for your survival," Jiang Tian said coldly: "You have to plan and scheme for her for things she doesn't want to do and things that are inconvenient for her to do; just because you are vicious enough, Just enough to do whatever it takes.”
"Since ancestors don't want these dirty deeds to dirty Xiaoliu's hands, then we should hide it from her first." Jiashan Jun turned his eyes after hearing this, and suddenly asked, "Lest she find out later, and why? Aren’t these things upsetting?”
"You are just a chamber pot, don't think too much. Otherwise," Jiang Tian suddenly touched the foreign object in her body, causing her to turn pale and groan involuntarily: "You won't want to see the consequences of breaking your oath. Arrived."
"Xiaoyuan is the person I have chosen on behalf of heaven. Don't try to speculate on her with these selfish thoughts." Then Jiang Tian loosened his grip again, letting the sweating Jiashan Lord take a few breaths and said: "You just have to She is responsible for planning and suggestions, and she just decides whether to accept them or not."
"But, I would rather be the chamber pot of the ancestor." Mr. Jiashan, whose face was a little sickly and flushed, said with a wave of eyes: "I don't dare to long for the love of the ancestor like Xiao Liu, but even if he is It should also be used as an object for defecation..."
"In the final analysis, it's still the same, you don't deserve it!" Jiang Tian said categorically and at the same time, his thoughts moved again. She suddenly screamed in pain, and her whole body became rickety like a shrimp. "If you dare to make arbitrary claims again, you will regret why you were born as a human being."
At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside again: "Qi's residence, there is an urgent report from Cheolwon County. The Fusang bandits from Shangzhou have crossed Langling Mountain and are attacking in large numbers."
