Jiaohua

Chapter 426 Great Grace (Part [-])
Xia Zhaoyi finally stopped and looked up at him: "Why?"

"Because, because," Pan Binhua gasped with red eyes, "the reason why the son was bitten to death by Yan Qinglin is because the son owes Yan Qinglin two lives!"

Lin De followed, also panting heavily, looking at Pan Binhua.

Pan Binhua raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and said: "The prince is still alive, but the court didn't pursue it because someone died for the prince. After they rescued the prince, Yan Qinglin's elder brother Yan Mozhang went to jail in his place. Beheaded, and Yan Qinglin's son, who took the place of the young master of the Duke's Mansion, was carried by Yan Qinglin himself!"

Seeing Xia Zhaoyi's stunned expression, Pan Binhua cried: "Because their faces look different, Madam made them drink a lot of poison, which made their faces rotten and swollen beyond recognition, and they were tortured again in the prison." He was tortured for three or four days before being beheaded. Because he was afraid of children crying, Yan Qinglin even poisoned his own son to make him dumb!"

Xia Zhaoyi blinked his eyes, the wind and snow entered his throat, filling his belly with desolation.

"That's why the son can be controlled by Yan Qinglin, because the son can't bear this kind of favor!" Pan Binhua broke down in tears, "Miss Ali, don't go, really don't go."

Linde was dumbfounded from behind. He had never heard these things mentioned before, and Fang Guanyan never said a word.

He turned to the girl in a daze, and said, "Ali..."

After a long time, Xia Zhaoyi said, "I understand."

The sound was no different, as calm as before, listening in the cold wind, as cold as the wind.

"Then, where's my brother?" Xia Zhaoyi asked again.

This Linde knew, and said, "I died of illness a year ago, and my journey was not painful, it was very peaceful."

Xu Shi thought he was dead before, so now he felt less sad, Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

"Ali," Pan Binhua looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Now, do you want to go back?"

do not know……

Just now she wanted to go back, she didn't want to kill people, she really didn't like killing people, she just wanted to ask Yan Qinglinzhi if she didn't know where her second brother went, and why she was able to trap him in the attic.

Now she understands the reason, but she still wants to go back to find Yan Qinglin.

But after going back, she didn't know how to face it.

It was deep confusion and confusion again, which made Xia Zhaoyi suffocate.

After all, it is the debt of human life.

Even if the second brother didn't want to accept this favor, he had already received it.

The wind and snow gradually became smaller, but the sky became darker. Far, far away, the looming fire was burning in the snow and mist.

Xia Zhaoyi turned around and walked forward, suddenly felt a little unable to move, heavy and uncomfortable.

Lin De and Pan Binhua quickly caught up: "Miss Ali, where are you going!"

"Find my second brother." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"We'll follow you!" Pan Binhua said, "Miss Ali, you can take us with you."

"Okay." Xia Zhaoyi said.

……

……

As the sky sinks, the mountains towering on both sides of the long road seem to turn into ferocious beasts in the dark, eager to fight people.

A long line of burning torches, ten thousand points of golden light like a long fire dragon, slowly swims from a distance under the gaze of the mountains.

The Shuangjiang palace had already prepared everything, and the fire was shining brightly like the sun. Nearly a thousand people waited in front of the gate of the palace, led by Wei Sen, the governor of the palace, Ji Changming, the head of the palace, and Fang Zigao, the guardian of the palace.

The open space is extremely vast, surrounded by a large pool of clear water. The water in the pool is clear and clear, reflecting the sparse shadows of snow and trees. It is the melting ice that has been watered by boiling water since noon.

The surrounding guards were heavily guarded, but they were limited to flat ground. On the high mountain to the south of Shuangjiang Palace, two figures stood in the darkness and looked down.

"It's so majestic," said the slightly immature boyish voice, "Smelly shameless."

"Otherwise, why do you want to be the emperor?" The old man next to him said with a smile, "Isn't it just for this style?"

"Isn't it power?" The boy sneered.

"Hahahaha..." The old man laughed loudly.

If someone else uttered these six words, the old man would definitely feel that the other party is ignorant, but when it comes from this young man, the old man will feel very comfortable when he hears it.

"Didn't your master tell you that power is a useful thing?" said the old man.

"Master never said whether it is useful or useless," the young man said while looking at Youlong in the distance, "Master doesn't care."

"Stupid," said the old man, "as long as there are people, they have power. Your master orders you to do things, and you obey obediently. This is power."

"It's different." The boy raised his eyes and said.

The old man laughed again, nodded, and said, "Yes, it's different."

"By the way," the young man looked at him, "Sovereign Pei, you don't like power, but today the emperor brought people here. If you want to get into the Yuanhe Sect, do you, the suzerain, go out and kneel down to greet you?" ?”

The old man smiled and looked at the lights.

"I'm afraid I have to go," he said. "In this world, it's hard to avoid one or two acts against one's will."

After a pause, he continued: "However, there are only one or two things for me, but there are hundreds or thousands of things for most people. Even poor and poor people cannot be independent throughout their lives. Do you know why?" ? It is the word 'quan'."

"No," said the young man, "my master, he does what he wants, no one can do anything to him."

"Because, your master also has the right." The old man said.

"My master?" The young man asked curiously, "Sovereign, where is it? Where does my master come from?"

"The power in your master's hands is not power, it's power, power."

"Great power..."

"Those who are capable have power," the old man stroked his long white beard, and said, "You are right, your master disdains, if he is willing, why can't he do it?"

The young man looked at him in white clothes, frowned slightly, turned his eyes to look back down the mountain, and said: "There are still some, my master also has regrets in his heart."

The old man smiled lightly, patted the young man's thin shoulder, and stopped talking.

The wind and snow were howling, and the long team walked extremely slowly in the snow.

In order to avoid the frost and snow on the mountain or falling boulders, the road traveled by the team is biased towards the foot of the mountain, and the footsteps are much longer.

Those who walk are exhausted, and those who ride in the car are sleepy and boring. The bright Shuangjiang Palace in front of them seems to be a bright lamp, igniting hope.

Shen Yan raised the curtain of the car and looked at the Shuangjiang Palace at the end of the sky.

It's finally here.

Although he was often on the road, he had never been in a car for days and nights like this.

Not to mention, the carriage is very noisy, smelly and crowded now.

Old Tong and Zhi Changle were not used to sleeping in the carriage, so they lay on the floor of the carriage to sleep, snoring very loudly.

The unwashed mouth opened, and a lot of breath was exhaled, Shen Wen was almost fainted.

Not to mention that Shen Lie came to ask him for someone, Shen Fan felt that he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to drive them away.

(End of this chapter)