In the end, Wei Changtian still did not send the letter to Xu Suisui.
It’s not that you don’t have to ask or you don’t have to tell.
There is no need to ask or tell.
Whether she claims to be the "reincarnation of Guanyin", or wants to use the power of Buddhism to fight against Qian and Hui, or establish Buddhism as the state religion...
These are Xu Suisui's matters and have nothing to do with him.
Now that she is no longer an ally, she can go whichever way she wants.
The only thing Wei Changtian can do is probably not to take the initiative to plot against this fellow countryman.
That's all.
"..."
"Sir, we are now..."
Zhang San's voice floated into the sedan, and the carriage slowly drove out of the palace and onto the street outside the Meridian Gate.
It's still some time before sunset, so there are still many pedestrians on the street, and all kinds of flags are fluttering in the wind amidst the bustle of people.
When he returned to Beijing this time, Wei Changtian had several things to do.
Now these things have basically been dealt with, except for the last thing left.
"Out of town."
"Go to Yumaw Mountain."
...
...
Half an hour later.
Ten miles to the north outside the city is Yudu Mountain.
Yumai Mountain is shaped like a fish maw and is not very high. There are many kinds of chrysanthemums in the mountain.
This is just an ordinary low mountain around the capital of Daning, but it has some extraordinary significance to Wei Changtian.
On the Double Ninth Festival two years ago, he set up an ambush here and tried to kill Xiao Feng for the second time.
Of course, the result was that it failed.
In order to repay the Liu family's favor, a third-grade general named Chen Jie resisted Wei Xianzhi's pressure and saved Xiao Feng.
However, as a condition, he also revealed the location where Liu family general Lu Jingyao and others were hiding after kidnapping them.
Looking back now, if there hadn't been that Chen Jie at that time, Xiao Feng might have died at the foot of Yumu Mountain.
Lu Jingyao and Qiu Yun will also be killed by the robbers with a high probability.
In this way, Wei Changtian might not kill Liu Yuanshan in order to collect points in exchange for Mica Zhi, and then he would not be sent to Shuzhou.
If he hadn't gone to Shuzhou, he wouldn't have been involved in Ning Qingyu's family extermination case, and he wouldn't have gotten to know the current empress of Shu, Ning Yuke...
A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest of South America may occasionally flap its wings and cause a tornado in Texas.
In the past life, it was called the butterfly effect, and as the old saying goes, the hurricane starts at the end of Qingping.
This is how things are in the world. Any slight change, amplified over time, will lead the development of the world in a completely different direction.
But this "if then" hypothesis is actually meaningless.
Wei Changtian came to Yudu Mountain now not to review why he failed in his siege against Xiao Feng.
He actually came for the other two people.
Two insignificant little people.
...
"Sir, we're here."
The carriage slowly stopped beside the dirt road in the forest. Not far ahead was Yu Maw Mountain.
There is not much green left in the woods at the foot of the mountain. As far as the eye can see, there are only bare branches and dead leaves covering the ground.
After all the leaves have fallen, the view is no longer blocked, and the graves in the forest become clearly visible.
There is no doubt that this is a mass grave where poor people with no relatives or relatives are buried.
The identities and causes of death of these people were different. The only thing they had in common was that they had no relatives or friends to claim their bodies after their deaths, so they were buried here indiscriminately by the government.
Messy withered grass covered the grave, obviously because it had not been taken care of for a long time.
However, two of the tombs are particularly neat and tidy, making them a bit special.
"Is this here?"
Stopping next to these two adjacent tombs, Wei Changtian turned to look at Zhang San.
"yes."
Zhang San lowered his head and replied: "Everything is done according to your instructions, Master. In the past two years, people have been coming here regularly to clean up."
"Um."
Nodding, Wei Changtian stopped talking, but looked at the two tombs and sighed softly.
There is no monument, no name, half a foot of desolation.
Buried here are a little girl and an old man.
The former was named Liu Yingying, and she was only twelve years old when she died.
The latter is her grandfather.
...
Like thousands of ordinary people, there is nothing special about this pair of grandfather and grandson who depend on each other.
Both of them live in Houqiu Village, a dozen miles outside the city, and make a living by plowing fields and going into the mountains to collect herbs.
They have been living an ordinary life that although they are poor, they can maintain it.
The little girl is pretty and should be able to marry into a good family in a few years.
The old man will also be able to enjoy some peace and quiet when he arrives, and will no longer have to be busy in the fields all day.
Such a day can barely be considered promising.
But one day, the appearance of a pig demon changed everything.
This pig monster is not very powerful, but it still ate more than a dozen people in the village within a few days.
The villagers reported the matter to the Yamen, and the Yamen said they would report it to the Xuanjing Division for further processing.
Maybe it's because the process always takes time, or maybe it's because the "adults" in the government don't understand the sufferings of the people. In short, the villagers have not been able to wait for the officials who came to kill the monster for a long time.
Fortunately, at this moment, a young hero named Xiao happened to pass by and killed the pig demon without saying a word.
The monster was killed, and the young hero naturally became a hero in the hearts of the villagers.
Everyone wanted to thank the young hero for saving his life, but they had nothing to show for it. In the end, the old man named Liu gave the young hero an ancestral jade plaque.
What's wrong with repaying kindness?
No matter whether it was the old man who gave away the jade token, or the little girl who had secretly made a secret promise to the young hero, they probably would not have thought that such a normal move of theirs would offend such a big shot in the capital.
Not only is this person extremely powerful, he is also known to be a stubborn person.
More importantly, he has a life-and-death feud with the young hero named Xiao.
In this way, the grandfather and grandson who inadvertently gave Xiao Shaoxia a life-saving treasure were imprisoned as a matter of course.
That was the first time they were taken away by officials, the first time they were imprisoned, and the first time they were interrogated.
Although the big shot did not torture them in the end, so many firsts still made them trembling with fear.
Then, they were released home.
But the officials hiding in the village always remind them that the peaceful days of the past will never come back.
The strange eyes of the villagers and party members, the eyes that follow them wherever they go... They spend day after day full of fear like this.
Later, they were taken away by officials again, their acupuncture points were sealed, and they were thrown into a carriage.
The grandfather and grandson only remembered that it was the Double Ninth Festival, and large swaths of chrysanthemums were blooming outside the village.
Sitting on the bumpy carriage, they could not move, speak, or even see anything.
They didn't know where the carriage was going or what they would encounter.
It wasn't until the sharp arrows whizzed into their chests and the sharp sword energy shattered the carriage that they knew the answers to the above two questions.
However, even at the last second before death, they still failed to figure out one thing.
They don't know what they did wrong.
They just repaid a lifesaver, just sent a jade plaque that they didn't know what it did, and just did all the things ordinary people would do.
So, why did they end up like this...
If there are souls or ghosts left in the world after death, the grandfather and grandson must be searching hard for the answer to this question.
However, even if there is such a thing, it is the privilege of those with extremely high cultivation levels like the Xuantian Sword Remnant Soul. Ordinary people like them must not have a chance.
So, they can only wait.
The grass in the forest turns yellow and green, and turns green and yellow again. The leaves on the branches wither and grow again, and grow and wither again.
They waited for nearly three years before finally getting a word from Hunting Wind today.
"..."
"sorry."
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