Jiaohua

Chapter 413
His eyes didn't look like he didn't hear clearly, but more like he was stunned because he heard clearly.

Lin De raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty knows Xia Kongxue? This name is too strange, and I don't know who chose it."

"Xia, Kongxue." Xia Zhaoxue looked back at the uneven ground and said softly.

He was surprised because his name was no stranger to him, and he had taken it before, although it was just a joke.

At that time, he was strictly required by his father to write an analysis of three ancient texts. He lay on the desk and wailed to his sister beside him, saying that he would change his name to Xia Kongxue.

Since then, this name has been often used by his younger sister to tease him, and the letters from Liling often have a sentence attached: Brother Kong Xue, is today full?
Xia Zhaoxue's brows were slightly closed, and his fingertips were slightly tightened on the quilt. At that time, the sharp pain that surged up from time to time spread from the apex of his heart to his limbs, making it difficult to breathe.

"My son?" Lin De looked at him and called.

"Well," Xia Zhaoxue responded, looking up at Lin De, "Sir, what did Xia Kongxue do?"

"Your Majesty really knows him?"

Xia Zhaoxue smiled lightly, noncommittal.

The name made him curious, and just now, Linde called him a knight.

"I don't know the details. I vaguely heard them mention that it was a girl who said it. When they heard that I was from the capital, they came to ask me if I knew this person. They didn't go into details." Lin De said.

"Girls?"

"Ah."

"Girl." Xia Zhaoxue pondered.

Now when I hear the word girl, the first thing that pops up in my mind is the girl that Yan Qinglin or Yang Guanxian often talk about.

"Ali." Xia Zhaoxue whispered again.

Seeing that Xia Zhaoxue was distracted again, Lin De frowned, feeling that he had gone too far.

The reason for mentioning those old people is to encourage the son and let him cheer up again. After all, such a depression will only make Yan Qinglin's arrogance even more arrogant.

Moreover, people have to live after all, how many people are begging for nothing, lingering on their last legs, and still want to struggle to live.

"My son," Linde said earnestly, "you need to make plans for yourself, you can't always be like this."

"Puppet?" Xia Zhaoxue asked.

"yes……"

Xia Zhaoxue smiled and looked towards the door.

Across a door, there is a pair of ears outside, or two pairs, three pairs...

"Mr. is concerned about it," Xia Zhaoxue said. "I never said from the beginning to the end that I am willing to be a puppet. I mean, I will not have to worry about my life, because they treat me as a puppet. In their eyes, a puppet has nothing to do with it." The use of puppets."

His voice was open and natural, neither raised nor lowered. He spoke calmly, and Pan Binhua could hear him clearly from outside.

Not only him, but the guards next to him also heard it.

Pan Binhua observed their expressions, and the guards didn't fluctuate much. They had already turned from sympathy to numbness to this so-called prince.

But Pan Binhua was worried, fearing that these guards would go and talk nonsense in front of Yan Qinglin.

Wait, Pan Binhua blinked, and suddenly realized that he didn't come here to listen to the corner, he had Yan Qinglin's orders with him.

At the same time, he was afraid that Xia Zhaoxue would continue to say something that would make Yan Qinglin unhappy, so Pan Binhua quickly reached out and pushed the wooden door open.

Mr. Lin De, whose eyes were brightened by Xia Zhaoxue's words in the room, was startled and unhappy.

"I've met your son," Pan Binhua bowed uncomfortably, with downcast eyes, not daring to look at Xia Zhaoxue, then turned to Lin De, still bowing his head, "Mr. Lin De, madam, please come over."

"I don't want to go," Linde said with a snort.

"Sir, let's go," Pan Binhua said, "Sir, I have read a book, and there is a saying that it is courtesy before soldiers."

Linde was so angry that he wanted to curse.

"Go, sir," Xia Zhaoxue said, "it will pass anyway."

Annoyed and powerless, Linde raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, then stood up timidly, and said, "Then the old man will go and have a look first."

"Okay." Xia Zhaoxue replied.

Linde walked towards the door.

Pan Binhua and Xia Zhaoxue bowed to leave, but Xia Zhaoxue called out: "Wait a minute."

"What's the matter, son?" Pan Binhua asked with his head down, he didn't dare to look at the young man sitting on the bed against the wall from the beginning to the end.

"About the Zuixian Tower," Xia Zhaoxue said, "How many people died in the Zuixian Tower?"

Pan Binhua's heart skipped a beat, and he dared not speak.

"How many people died?" Xia Zhaoxue asked again.

"21 two..." Pan Binhua said softly.

After a while of silence, Xia Zhaoxue said, "Is it Fang Guanyan's people who went to Zuixian Tower?"

There were guards standing outside the door, Pan Binhua didn't dare to make a sound, and nodded invisibly.

Xia Zhaoxue stopped talking again.

Pan Binhua waited for a while, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and saw that his brows were thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"My son?" Pan Binhua said.

"Close the door," Xia Zhaoxue said.

Pan Binhua was taken aback, he didn't dare to go to the gate, there were still people outside.

"Shut it." Xia Zhaoxue's voice was rarely seen harshly.

Pan Binhua pursed his lips, turned around and closed the door, glanced at the guards, and Mr. Linde who was standing outside waiting for him with a puzzled expression on his face.

Pan Binhua turned around and walked over, saying, "Your Majesty."

"A man is imprisoned in the miscellaneous room in the backyard of Zuixian Tower," Xia Zhaoxue said lightly, "Did Fang Guanyan use this man to deal with Shen Lie?"

Pan Binhua paused, and said, "That's what happened."

"What about Shen Lie, what's the matter?"

"I have no idea……"

"Is Fang Guanyan back?"

"I came back a long time ago. I went to the front line this morning. I'm still there now." Pan Binhua said.

Xia Zhaoxue was puzzled: "The front line?"

Realizing that he had slipped his mouth, Pan Binhua hurriedly covered his mouth.

"What frontline?" Xia Zhaoxue looked at him.

"Just, on the front line..."

"Pan Binhua." Xia Zhaoxue's voice became harsher.

Pan Binhua didn't know what to do, so he paused, stomped his feet suddenly, and said: "The front line is Yongding Gate, there are refugees outside the city, all over the mountains and plains, they want to enter the city, but how can these people compete with those old guards? We are fighting, so son, you, you understand."

"Teacher is going to organize those refugees?" Xia Zhaoxue said.

Pan Binhua nodded emphatically.

"She's really crazy," Xia Zhaoxue said.

"No, my son," Pan Binhua said, "It's okay to start an incident now, the emperor, he ran away! He took all the civil and military officials to Hejing!"

Xia Zhaoxue's handsome face showed no expression. Such an earth-shattering event seemed as calm as drinking a cup of tea in his ears.

"Will the emperor succeed in the uprising if the emperor runs away?" Xia Zhaoxue asked.

"But the city is in chaos right now..."

"No, relying on refugees alone will definitely not work," Xia Zhaoxue said, "With the character of the teacher, she must have prepared a lot."

"Ah."

"I understand. Did she ask you to call Mr. Linde to go to Tiancheng Camp to be a lobbyist?" Xia Zhaoxue shook his head and said with a smile, "But let those who have been displaced and suffered a lot How can she bear the suffering of the refugees to pave the way for her?"

"How hard and ruthless Madam's heart is, shouldn't Shizi know better than anyone else?" Pan Binhua said weakly, "After all, Shizi was able to survive in the first place because of..."

Seeing the stiff look on Xia Zhaoxue's face, Pan Binhua hurriedly stopped, not daring to continue talking, and even wanted to slap himself.

　Thank you Hui Lingling for your reward, (′‵)I L

　　
　
(End of this chapter)