Chapter 1349 (1/2)
Xiao Yi stares at the letter, his fingertips don't feel strong and trembles slightly.
According to the letter, as early as more than ten years ago, the South King of the old town discovered that there was a secret collusion between the Fang family and Baiyue, and Baiyue even got a salt mine in siglaishan.
The South King of the old town wanted to dig out the cancer hidden in the Fang family by using the salt mine, but he didn't want to find out a bigger secret. It turned out that the Baiyue people were supporting the house of the uncle of Dafang's deceased daughter-in-law, and even the Baiyue people infiltrated every corner of Southern Xinjiang by settling down.
The most important thing is that his grandson Xiao Yi also has the blood of settling down. Xiao Yi is the future king of Zhennan. He must not leave such a stigma on his body.
After returning from siglaishan, the old Zhennan king thought and thought again and again. He decided that the matter could not be dealt with openly and honestly. He had to investigate and solve it secretly.
Therefore, the matter involved a wide range of issues. The old Zhennan king was also worried that the truth would be hidden in the dark forever in case of any accident. He left this letter in this painting and presented the painting to Mr. Fang. On the other hand, he worried that Xiao Yi, who had lost his mother, would not rely on him in the future, so he entrusted Xiao Yi to the loyal Zhao Da Guan, and chose several orphans for him People
Xiao Yi's index finger stopped at the end of the letter, stiff all over.
My grandfather never liked writing and painting, and he never gave it to others. I'm afraid he thought that if there was a real case, his grandfather would be suspicious and would be willing to examine the painting. However, he might never have thought that his grandfather would ”stroke” shortly after his death, and the painting has been dust laden for more than ten years
If Xiaobai hadn't noticed, I'm afraid this letter would be sealed here forever.
Xiao Yi didn't speak for a long time. He felt that the waves in the heart lake were turbulent, just like the sea surface on a stormy night. Waves of angry waves roared and roared. He hated, angry and moved
A burst of sour feeling welled up in his eyes, and Xiao Yi closed his eyes.
It turned out that his grandfather's death was as he had expected.
It turns out that my grandfather paid so much attention to himself that he did harm to the old man for his own sake
”Yi...”
Xiao Yi's appearance is really something wrong. The official language Bai can't help but say something.
After a while, Xiao Yi raised his eyes and said, ”Xiaobai, I'm ok.”
He is always smiling peach blossom eyes, dark, as the dark night sky stars dim, how to look like nothing is like.
Xiao Yi motioned the official language white to come over, and then handed the silk cloth to him.
The official language white reads the letter quickly, sighs slightly in the eye.
Wang Xiong of the old town of South has great talent. He is invincible and invincible in the battlefield. However, when it comes to family affairs and relatives, he will inevitably act with scruples and give the villain the opportunity to take advantage of it!
However, he also has similar concerns, just like the last time he stopped Xiao Yi Tang and Emperor Zhi dealt with his family by colluding with Baiyue.
In the final analysis, it is also because their strength is not enough to be proud of everything.
But
”Yi, we'll do it.”
The official language white does not blink to stare at Xiao Yi's eyes, says slowly.
They will take revenge on the Old Town South King and the former princess. They will let those sinners pay the price for their sins. They will establish the southern Xinjiang in their mind.
After a moment, Xiao Yi slowly smile, right eyebrow a Yang way: ”that still need to say?”
Of course they can!
As the night grew deeper, they went back to their homes.
Nangong Yue has bathed and changed clothes, but has not fallen asleep, leaning against the window waiting for Xiao Yi.
She had some worries in her heart, but that little worry turned into a bright smile and dissipated the last trace of haze in Xiao Yi's heart.
Yeah!
He was the only one grandfather at that time, but he was different.
He has ah Yue and Xiao Bai. With them by his side, he is not alone. He doesn't have to worry about those hidden arrows in the dark.
Xiao Yi sat down beside Nangong Yue, put his right arm on her thin shoulder, took her into his arms, and then took out the letter left by his grandfather and handed it to her.
With the light moonlight outside the window, Nangong Yue was staring at the letter. The more he saw it, the more frightened he was.
Some things before they were just guessing, there is no actual evidence, but the letter of the Lord is iron evidence.
She held the letter with her plain hand, slightly exerting herself, and half lowered her eyes to cover the color in her eyes.
In the previous life, Xiao Yi failed to save the old man below. Of course, he did not get the chance to see this letter. Therefore, Xiao Yi did not know that he was not alone. He did not know that someone was guarding him all the time
When Guan yubai died of illness, Xiao Yi in his previous life would no longer be worried about, no relatives, no friends
Even if it is to fight the world, it can not save his loneliness.
Thinking about it, Nangong Yue felt a pain in his heart.
Fortunately, God still pity himself and Xiao Yi, so they have a chance to start again!The night is quiet and the cool night wind blows. The two people leaning against the window don't feel cold. They depend on each other and their hearts are warm.
How lucky they are!
The night was getting deeper and the night was over.
Xiao Yi has regained his spirit, and the silk cloth is locked in a small box of Huali wood by nangongyue, and put together with the letter left by the old prince to Xiao Yi.
Although the war is over for a while, Xiao Yi still goes to Luoyue City camp on time every day.
After seeing Xiao Yi off, Nangong Yue went to the Youning hall to deal with the trivial matters while listening to the ”loyal” mothers talking about Zhennan Wang's exultation at Aunt Mei's pregnancy and wantonly rewarding him, so he almost emptied a warehouse.
The son of heaven has great military achievements and great prestige in the army and among the people. No matter how powerful the servants are, they will not think that a child who has not yet been born will shake his position.
Nangong Yue listened with great interest. He thought it was all a relief. After all the things were handled properly, he sent these mothers back to Bixiao hall.
Just entering the yard, the thrushi cheerfully welcomed her and said, ”princess, you are coming back. A flower shop called shouyanhong has just brought more than ten pots of peony flowers. Some of them are extremely rare. The maids have never seen them before in the imperial capital.”