Zheng Xun got the reply he wanted and stopped beating around the bush.
He said: "Chang Ding, you are right. I do have a key clue in my hand, and I can give it to you now."
Accompanying these words, he threw an object at Zheng Ji with great force.
With his weak body, it is not easy to accomplish this action.
The moment the object was thrown over, Zheng Ji did not avoid it. Instead, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the object.
A small object that feels both silky and rough to the touch.
This is an old sachet, probably an old thing he brought from Jingzhao.
Rather than saying this is a sachet, it is better to say this is a sachet.
Sure enough, Zheng Xun continued: "Changding...the clues I want to talk about are all in this sachet. The rest is up to you."
Zheng Xun didn't say what was in the sachet. He couldn't. Naturally, there were reasons why he couldn't.
The situation was urgent now, so Zheng Ji left and opened the sachet.
As she expected, there was a thin piece of paper with several names written on it.
"When the Zhou family placed people in the army, these few people were the key."
He didn't realize the big scam behind it until he was imprisoned in Yinzhou, but it was too late.
He has no manpower and no time to do these things.
If he uses this evidence to do something, given his current situation, not only will it not be of any help to him, but it will actually alert the enemy.
Maybe even this last bit of tail will be cleaned up.
The only thing he can do is to hand over the most important clue in his hand to the right person.
To whom?
He thought hard day and night, over and over again, and the answer became clearer and clearer.
In fact, he had very few choices.
Trustworthy...this must be ruled out first.
The evidence in his hand does not have to be handed over to the person he trusts, as long as that person can really put the evidence in his hand to use.
He first thought of Changding, and in the end there was only Changding.
Originally, he was in trouble about how to deliver the clues from Yinzhou, Shannan Road to Princess Changding's Mansion in Jingzhao, but he never thought that Changding would come to Shannan Road in person!
When he escaped to Liyun Village after all the hardships and saw Changding on the edge of Mengxi River, the joy almost overwhelmed him.
He had been deceived all his life, and finally saw some light before he died.
This evidence is now in the hands of Chang Ding, who can definitely make good use of it!
The forces in the Shannan Guards and the arsenal here in Liyun Village... will never fall into the hands of those people!
Zheng Xun let out a long sigh, raised his lips and said, "Chang Ding, I leave this to you."
I don't know if he handed over the clues, but there was a strange look in his eyes, reflecting the withered face, and there was an indescribable feeling of weirdness.
Zheng Ji has seen this kind of weirdness too many times.
This is how a person's wishes will come true when he is about to die.
She knew that Zheng Xun was dying.
When he handed over the sachet, he also handed over his greatest obsession and greatest expectations.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the sachet in her hand, but for a moment she couldn't say the words that would make her die without regret.
All because she didn’t recognize any of the names on it!
The people she didn't know in her two lifetimes were either unknown people buried in the court and outside, or... people who were deeply hidden.
Now that she has arrived at Lishan, she has discovered the secret of Liyun Village, and is ready to do so. Is there still enough time to break the situation?
Zheng Xun didn't have enough time, and she didn't have enough time either!
She didn't like Zheng Xun, her nominal brother of the Three Emperors, who had never been kind to her in the past life, and instead gave her obstacles at every turn.
The same is true in this life. Since he wants to deal with her, what she has to do is to pull him down without mercy.
She also has no kindness towards this royal brother, let alone any brother-sister relationship.
The battle for the throne has always been like this. To her, Zheng Xun was just an opponent who was defeated by her.
However, when Zheng Xun left Jingzhao, he gave her a list and a clue.
Now, she was given another clue here in Toshan.
Although Zheng Xun had his own purpose, it was undeniable that this clue gave her an enlightenment and allowed her to know the crisis targeting her.
In the end, I still accepted his friendship.
She clenched the sachet in her hand and was about to say something when she saw Zheng Xun staggered a few times and then fell straight down.
At this moment, she was the one closest to him. Without thinking too much, she subconsciously rushed forward: "Brother Three Emperors, you..."
She supported Zheng Xun's arms, lowered her head to check his face, and swallowed all the words she wanted to say.
His face had turned golden, his lips had turned white, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.
The blood was red with black, obviously caused by poisoning - what he said before was correct.
He was so poisoned that he couldn't hold it back any longer, and now he burst out suddenly.
He struggled to open his eyes and waved behind him: "Eleven, come here..."
Immediately, a dead soldier came over and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, my subordinates are here."
Zheng Xun looked at Zheng Ji and blinked with difficulty.
"Your Highness Changding, our Highness came here with all his strength. The doctor said... there is no way to save him. Please hand him over to your subordinates."
Zheng Ji raised his head and glanced at this dead soldier. He had an ordinary face and was dressed like an ordinary person. He was someone who would be forgotten once he saw it.
According to the practice of the Dade Dynasty, every prince has dead soldiers around him, either selected from the army or selected from the mother clan.
It's a matter of opinion, but there is no doubt about loyalty.
Zheng Xun was in such a situation, and there were still a few loyal soldiers around him.
From this point of view, he has not accomplished anything in these years.
Zheng Ji nodded, slowly let go of his hand, and signaled the dead man to take Zheng Xun's hand.
Zheng Xun slowly closed his eyes, his breath was very weak, and more and more blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The blood dripped down, and the little bit of red fell on the snow, which was extremely eye-catching and ominous.
After the dead man took Zheng Xun, he couldn't help but wipe the blood from the corner of Zheng Xun's mouth with the back of his hand. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zheng Xun suddenly coughed a few times, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Blood was almost all over the back of the dead man's hand, and even on his face.
I don't know if Zheng Xun spurted out too much blood at once, but there was a strong smell of blood beside Mengxi.
In addition to the smell of blood, there seemed to be an indescribable stench.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." the dead man called anxiously, his movements cautious and not daring to use too much force.
Zheng Ji watched this scene quietly, his eyes dark and unreadable.
The moment the dead man took Zheng Xun, she suddenly moved and slapped the dead man on the back!
