Chapter 490

Just after the Spring Festival, the village near Taihu Lake is still festive. A couplet is pasted at the gate of a small courtyard at the end of the east of the village. The words on the couplet are very handsome and powerful.

After staring at the couplet for a while, Ling Qingyu stopped Ye soul's action and quietly pushed the gate open.

The yard was not big, so several houses were surrounded. A fierce cough came out of the main room, and then a clear and elegant voice said, "is it Uncle Wu? I have written your words, here you are."

The door of the house was pushed open with a squeak. A man in green coughed fiercely with his mouth covered, handed out the scroll in his hand, and then looked up and said, "it's in a hurry, you use it first, wait for me to get better in two days, and then write a copy for you..." before he finished speaking, the scroll in his hand fell to the ground with a slap, and the man's pale face was even bloodless.

"It's you..." holding the door frame, he tried to make his body stand firm. Many complex emotions flashed in the man's eyes, and finally returned to plain. He looked at Ling Qingyu blandly and said with a faint smile: "I don't know what's the matter with Ling Da's family?"

"I've been puzzled," Ling Qingyu slowly walked into the yard, looked around, and then sat down on the stone bench that ye soul cleaned with his sleeves, "Even if the Gu family knew that there was a man in black who was Duan Wenrui's son and ordered to kill Duan Wenrui and the woman in the backyard, how did he know that it was Ying shisan? Shisan rarely appeared in the public. Even if he followed me, no one knew his name. How did the servant know? How did Murong Zhan know?"

"I told him," the door frame couldn't support his weak body. Wang xuanzhi slowly sat down, with a wry smile on the corners of his mouth, and said, "as soon as the servant told me about his appearance, I knew it was Ying shisan. I remember the people around you one by one in my mind, and never forgot a trace. I told him that this person was Ying shisan, who had been with you for many years, who was your confidant and your man."

Ling Qingyu's hands clenched into fists, his nails squeezed into his palm, and his face was unbearable anger.

Wang xuanzhi closed his eyes slightly, smiled softly, and said softly, "you killed all the Wang family, even women and children. Can't I take revenge?"

"Revenge?" Ling Qingyu sneered and said coldly, "if it weren't for whispering wind's help and Ying Jiu's desperate protection, how many people in my Ling family would have died at the hands of your Wang family? How can there be innocence in becoming a king and defeating an enemy? Women and children? You know what miss Wang did best. Why should I let them go?"

"Yes, what you said is right, so," Wang xuanzhi stood up hard, staggered a few steps, walked in front of her, pulled out Ye soul's knife, put his hand on the stone table beside her, and said with a smile, "I'm also the Wang family, the last Wang family, and you left a curse. Come on, kill me, and you'll get revenge."

Looking at him quietly for a long time, Ling Qingyu just wanted to talk, rushed out of the kitchen and fell to the ground, Still got up, knelt, looked up and shouted: "No, it's none of my childe's business! The master! My childe didn't say that! Murong Zhan, who came to take advantage of the childe, asked the childe, but he knew such a person, who was very handsome, had a pair of very beautiful eyes, and liked to wear black clothes. The childe just said to himself at that time, yes, beautiful eyes? Shadow thirteen? Then Murong Zhan left, and the childe said nothing else!"

Although the man kneeling on the ground has grown up, Ling Qingyu vaguely recognizes that this person is the child Cheng Jia gave to Wang xuanzhi that year. He said that the Wang family was unreliable, so he sent one of his children to him and asked him to take it to Chenzhou.

What this boy said is afraid to be the truth. If Wang xuanzhizhen and Murong Zhan were partners, he would not have stayed in this poor village for so many years and lived by selling words. The number one scholar who was a gold coin in those days is now a copper coin with a hundred words.

"Cheng Jia told me that year, and Yinfeng also told me a few days ago, Wang xuanzhi, you didn't miss a word about Lingjia village in that year. I promise you this. I'll send you back to Bianjing. If you like, you can come out and do things. If you don't want, it's as if I bought you so many calligraphy and paintings in those years. You can live in peace."

A row of carriages gradually went away, and several people in black stood outside the yard, waiting for them to pack up. Tong Er knelt a few steps before, picked up Wang xuanzhi, who was soft to the ground, and whispered, "young master, why don't you tell the truth to the head? Why don't you tell her, Murong Zhan has been asking about her, and you haven't said it before you were forced to come to this place?"

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Wang xuanzhi shook his head, held the stone table and stood up, saying, "what can I say? I'm from the Wang family, and I'm a sworn enemy with her. There's nothing else to say..."

In February, ye Xi's army came under the city of Hangzhou, surrounded but not attacked.

In March, caijingfang and others, who were held hostage by Zhao Pu in the prison, were rescued and killed Zhao's legitimate son and daughter at the same time.

In April, the Hangzhou garrison killed Zhao Pu and opened the door to surrender.

In May, Ling Qingyu He Li went to Quanzhou and had a secret talk with Fan Ye, the transportation envoy of Fujian road.

In Quanzhou in May, the weather has been hot, but the sea breeze is blowing, and it also brings a little coolness.

Holding He Li walking on the edge of the seawall, Ling Qingyu felt very emotional.

He Li stopped and wiped the sweat on her forehead with his sleeve on his side, Pointing to the dam on one side, he said, "at that time, I was there. You walked here with a stupid smile of picking up the money. It's a stupid smile. Well, it's a pure smile. At that time, although you sympathized with us in your heart, you didn't want to cause trouble. I didn't say anything wrong. Well, you were very kind, and you finally withdrew and bought us." smiling, you avoided Ling Qingyu's tickling hand again, and he Li hugged her, "Qingyu, at that time, I thought, this is a good woman. If I marry her, I will love her and love her all my life."

Ling Qingyu calmed down, put his arms around his waist, and fell his head in his arms. His attacks have become more and more frequent, but as long as there is no one, he will not take medicine for any pain, but he will carry it through by himself. Ling Qingyu knows very well how painful it will be in the late stage of cancer. In modern times, many people can't stand even with anesthetics. At first, he would find an excuse to let her leave. However, when she came back in advance and heard his suppressed groans outside the door, she could no longer bear to rush in, so she was no longer willing to leave him. She would rather hold him and pain with him than let him suffer alone again.

"Qingyu, this life is too short..." half said, he Li smiled and endured the words behind. In the next life, she was afraid that she still wanted to be with Yan San.

"He Li," Ling Qingyu looked up at his thin but still handsome and mature face and said, "let's get married."

He Li was shocked, and a surprise passed on his face. Instead, he settled down, smiled and shook his head.

"Why? You don't want to marry me?" Ling Qingyu pinched him unconsciously and took an angry breath.

"No," He Li hugged her tightly, bowed his head and kissed her pouting mouth, and said, "we don't need that false name, Qingyu, I won't live long..." if I die as soon as we get married, there are people who say anything, and all kinds of guesses will come out. The world is just settled, and it's not stable, so there's no need to leave her uneasy factors.

With a smile, he Li kissed her cheek again and said, "after you ascend the throne, if you want to chase down your husband, how about me?"

He buried his head in his still generous and reassuring chest, and Ling Qingyu's tears fell quietly. This person, ah, said that he was selfish, but which was not for his own sake, even if it was against Yang Zhao's wishes at that time, but even if he blocked it at that time, there could block himself who was full of revenge. If he didn't do it, he would take Yan Qi and them away. Instead of that, he would go on top of it himself