Mr. Xian..."
Not long after Chu An left, Yang Liushi opened the door and walked in, still holding the small wooden box in his hand.
"Um?"
Wei Changtian took a look and asked in confusion: "Where did this wooden box come from?"
"It's placed outside the door. It should have been left by Chu An."
Yang Liushi blinked: "What's in the box?"
"...Qingjue Jade Pendant."
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment and shook his head helplessly: "He is quite upright."
"Goose goose, my husband is a great benefactor who saved his life after all."
Yang Liushi put down the wooden box and deliberately joked: "Chu An wants to repay his kindness, why doesn't my husband accept it? Do you feel guilty?"
"You are so arrogant."
Wei Changtian curled his lips: "I just think this jade pendant is of no use to me."
"Is it?"
Yang Liushi covered her mouth and smiled: "If my husband doesn't want it, then my family will take it away?"
"Don't you have one?"
Wei Changtian waved his hand: "Give it to Li Zimu. It just so happens that she doesn't have anything to protect her life."
"Okay, I'll give it to Zimu when she comes back to my house later..."
In response, Yang Liushi's expression gradually became serious and her tone became lighter.
She looked at Wei Changtian who had no expression, hesitated for a moment and then asked in a low voice:
"Ms. sir, what did Chu An say just now?"
"I didn't say anything."
Wei Changtian shook his head: "But he is suspicious of me and just tested me."
"Did your husband reveal any flaws?" Yang Liushi asked again.
"No."
Wei Changtian glanced out the window and sighed silently: "Chu An has no intentions."
"..."
With a stunned look in his eyes, Yang Liushi walked up to Wei Changtian, his figure very light:
"Ms. sir, have you hesitated again?"
"A little."
Wei Changtian smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, Chu An really doesn't deserve to die."
"well......"
A slight sigh echoed in the house, and the sunshine outside the window was warm.
Yang Liushi turned to look at Wei Changtian's side face with complicated eyes.
After the sigh, everything calmed down and there was no more conversation.
The small courtyard is full of green willows and red flowers, and the bamboo leaves are swaying gently in the wind. It is a beautiful scene in summer.
...
...
Three more days passed, and in the blink of an eye it was the first day of May.
There were still four days to go until Gongsun Yan was asked to behead, and the 200,000-strong army had already marched to the hinterland of Dahui. It was still about three days away from Yongding City.
If nothing else goes wrong, these large-scale surrender troops will rush to surround Yongding before the fifth day of May to force a change in the "public opinion" of the people in the city.
Although that day has not yet arrived, many people have already smelled the danger.
The number of people leaving the city has obviously increased in the past three days. There are always long queues at the four city gates, sometimes even several miles long.
But there were very few people outside the city waiting to enter the city.
In this way, since the announcement of the attack on Gongsun Yan, at least 100,000 people have fled Yongding City in just a few days.
This number is undoubtedly a lot, but compared to the population base of the entire Yongding City, it is only a drop in the bucket.
Most people did not leave, or could not leave.
For many people, they have lived in Yongding City for half their lives. If they leave, it will undoubtedly mean that they have to give up everything and start over.
Not to mention the properties and other items that cannot be taken away.
Therefore, even though the news that a large army was approaching Yongding had already spread, 90% of the people in the city were still "unmoved" and believed that everything would get better after Gongsun Yan's death.
Under such circumstances, Chu Xianping has not been idle. In the past few days, he has been using various means to incite public anger and completely "create" Gongsun Yan into an image that everyone can punish him for.
There is no doubt that this image of a "traitor" is hateful, and Gongsun Yan's reputation among the public plummeted instantly.
There were people yelling and cursing outside Prince An's Mansion all day long. The eggs and vegetable leaves thrown into the mansion were probably enough to set up a stall. It is not an exaggeration to say that even a dog would be scolded a few times.
Looking at it this way, it seems that the people have forgotten Wei Changtian's words "the whole city is buried with him", and do not care about the "rebels" who are getting closer and closer. They all support Gongsun Yan's execution as soon as possible.
The situation seemed to be getting more and more favorable to Chu Xianping, but Wei Changtian turned a blind eye to it and took no action.
Because in his opinion, nothing he said or did at the moment was of any use.
If you don’t shed tears without seeing the coffin, when 200,000 troops really besiege Yongding City, the people in the city will definitely have a different "face"...
...
"Sir, have you made any progress in your piano skills lately?"
At noon, deep in the bamboo forest.
The melodious sound of the piano is gentle, sometimes like catkins in the breeze, sometimes like snow falling on a cold night, the small bamboo forest seems to have experienced the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter in just one song.
Pressing the string to close the sound, Yang Liushi smiled and asked Wei Changtian, who was bored at the side: "The slave family feels that it is much better than when it was at Fengqi Pavilion."
"Fengqi Pavilion?"
Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name again, Wei Changtian couldn't help but be startled. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this was the brothel where Yang Liushi once lived in the capital of Daning.
At that time, I was also a frequent visitor to various brothels...
"Would you like to take a walk around the city?"
Suddenly, Wei Changtian became inexplicably interested and asked with a smile: "It's not easy to come back for a big time. I don't know if I can come again next time."
"Since I have nothing to do in the past few days, why not go see the local customs of Dahui?"
"OK."
Faced with Wei Changtian's proposal, Yang Liushi also seemed quite interested: "It just so happened that Miss Qin mentioned by chance a few days ago that there is a restaurant in the east of the city that has very good food. The slave family is still thinking of going to try it one day."
"Okay, let's leave now."
The two hit it off immediately, and Wei Changtian immediately turned around and shouted: "Zhang San!"
"Sir."
Zhang San, who had been waiting not far away, heard the sound and walked closer: "What are your orders?"
"You go prepare the car. Let's go to the city for a walk in the afternoon."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "Call Li Zimu."
"Yes, I will do it now, little man."
In response, Zhang San turned around and wanted to leave.
But at this moment, Wei Changtian hesitated and then added another sentence.
"By the way, I'd also like to ask Qin He and Chu An."
"..."
Just like that, almost half an hour later, two carriages stopped outside the door of Zhuwu, and the door with the "full" sign was slowly closed.
Although Qin He and Chu An didn't know why Wei Changtian suddenly wanted to visit the city, let alone why they were invited, they still happily accepted the invitation and planned to be the latter's guide.
"Mr. Wei, it's still early now. Let's go to the Grand View Garden in Beishi City first. It should be quite lively there."
"Okay, let's follow Miss Qin's arrangements."
"good......"
After smiling and saying a few polite words, everyone got into the car one after another, and soon the carriage drove away along the street.
At the same time, several figures hiding in the dark immediately followed quietly, and soon disappeared together among the rows of buildings.
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