I promise

Chapter 946

He remembered that Jin Yanchen once said that the situation in Jiankang in the Southern Dynasty could be settled this year.

Today is the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, the last day of the old year.

Jin Yanchen nodded, "No accident, Rong Yi should regain the right to speak. The military harem, Fang Rong's power is too strong, Liu Zhuan can't be afraid, can't be suppressed, and will continue to support new forces to fight against him Confrontation. Liu Yuzhi has great talents, and this time Mu Cangping has lost his courage and is useless. Liu Zhuan may choose the Langya Wang family, or the Yingshui Beiwen family... They are not Rong Yi's opponents. But Rong Yi thinks It is also difficult to carry out the new policy, clean up the accumulated evils, and change the old rules."

Tuoba Qi slightly relieved.

Although the political situation in the Southern Dynasties has been rotten for many years, people's hearts have not been completely dispersed.Because of its vast population and profound accumulation, once foreign enemies invade and all forces join hands and twist into one, the strength of this force will be immeasurable.

The time to go south has not yet come, he is really worried that Rong Yi will do something during this period to restore the national power of the Southern Dynasty - Rong Yi beat the Northern Army at the border so badly that more than ten years later, people everywhere He is still in awe of this smiling and gentle Prime Minister of the Southern Dynasties.

"It's a pity that Ning Yu was killed." Tuoba Qi sighed.

Ning Yu, an old guy, is greedy for money and position. He was extremely unwilling to be bullied by Rong Yi for many years, and even complained a lot about Liu Zhuan.

When Chuzhou was plagued by plague, he promised a lot of money and easily persuaded this person to run against Fang Zhidong's advice to close the city. Taking the opportunity to cause trouble, the court was unable to respond and allowed the plague to spread in the city at will.

This alone shows how bottomless this person is.

The funny thing is that after the Chuzhou plague was pacified, Ning Yu was rewarded for this incident.Even after the downfall of the Su family, the official ranks were promoted continuously, and there was a great potential for a comeback.

This person has been in power for many years and has many party members. If he is not dead, he will definitely help the Southern Expedition in the future.

Jin Yanchen also felt a little regretful.

But Ning Yu's killing was not such a surprise.

Mu Cangping was very guarded against him. Through the Chuzhou line, he realized that Ning Yu had contacts with him, and it was only a matter of time before he got the head of the other.

Because of this, besides Ning Yu, he also has hidden hands.What's more, there are fire seeds everywhere that cannot be guarded against, even if Mu Cangping has the sharpness of a sword, he can't kill it all.

He looked down at the dark black iron knife in his hand.

The knife is not sharp enough, you have to practice hard every day.

Half of the master guards around Ning Yu were gifted by him, and they were all carefully selected from actual combat. No one knows better than him how strong they are.

The reason for the generous gift is that Ning Yu, an ally, will indeed be useful in the future; another reason is the current situation—even if Ning Yu can't protect him in the end, he can still infer the general situation of the battle from the death of these masters , so as to estimate Mu Cangping's current strength.

He has been pushing for a few days - fighting alone, there is still at least a ten-year gap between himself and Mu Cangping.

The broken city at dusk.

As the crown prince, Tuoba Qi personally took risks and led his troops to detour and attack Yandu, just to make a great contribution before all the princes and secure his position in the Eastern Palace.

Next, he had to reward the army to appease the people, stabilize the situation in the city, prepare for the battle and at the same time prepare to approach Goguryeo, and welcome the arrival of Tuoba Yan's army with Feng Hong's head and the obedient Yandu.

There is still much to do.

Jin Yanchen was supposed to enter the city with Tuoba Qi to help him arrange follow-up matters.It's just that today is special, Tuoba Qi grants him a three-day vacation, and he doesn't have to be with him.

Beiyan is bitterly cold, and the snowflakes as big as a mat are falling smoothly, and the sky is white as far as the eye can see.

Jin Yanchen led Hei Yunqi to the opposite direction of Changli City.One person, one horse, all black, is the only strange color in the world.

I walked aimlessly, not knowing where I would end up.

It was dark and he stopped in front of a temple.A monk came out and asked him if he needed to go to the temple to rest, but he refused. He lit a bonfire outside the temple wall and sat down to roast pheasants to eat.

Then start piercing Kongming lanterns.

On a cold night, the wind was strong, and even if there was a high temple wall blocking it, the wind still swam against the base of the wall, blowing the white lanterns tottering.

Jin Yanchen held the lantern in one hand, and wrote on the lamp with a charcoal pencil in the other.Suddenly he remembered that year, in the study of Yun's house in Gusu, Mu Dianke held the lamp and looked at him with tender eyes while he was writing.

At that time, when he was ill, it was rare to see her smiling gently, showing patience in every move.

The last time in this life is never to be repeated.

Luoyang should also have snow.Jin Yanchen looked up at the white lanterns swaying wildly in the northern wind, thinking so in his heart.

It has been more than three years since the old friend disappeared. He doesn't know what she looks like now and what she does on weekdays.Only today, every year, will a little warm thought rise from the frozen and hard heart-she and he are doing the same thing: put the same lamp, look at the same sky, and miss the people who miss the same .

At this moment, I am not alone.

***
It was slightly cold on Daigo Mountain, and Chunyuan came down later than the mountain.

The pear blossoms at the foot of the mountain are all gone, the top of the mountain is newly sprouting tender grass, and the willow branches are only yellow and half-uniform.

Chang Huaixuan was pounding rice outside the house, and noticed that there was a change in the prohibition on the mountainside. When she looked up, she saw the peach grove half-opened to look at the mountain, and one after another made a way to both sides.It's a master breakout.

She didn't take it too seriously.Putting down the rice pounding pestle, raised his sleeves to wipe off his sweat, and continued pounding the rice in the bucket.

People feel surprised when they get close to the front.

——She thought it was Chang Jihai, but unexpectedly it was Mu Dianke.

Those eyes are quiet, like a cold pool surrounded by mist, matching the shape of the eyes full of anger and hatred that I have always met in my dreams for months.

She was a little apprehensive, shifted her gaze, and saw the dark ancient sword in Mu Dianke's hand.

She had seen this sword in Chang Jihai's study before.It has been collected for several years when I saw it, and I don't know which dynasty or generation it was passed down. It is an unknown sword.

Chang Jihai himself doesn't use a sword, and his children don't learn it, but he is not willing to give it away.It is said that the ancient sword has a spirit, and it must be given to the master who can control it.

Unexpectedly, it was given to her in the end.

"What's the name of this sword?" Chang Huaixuan asked.

She was very curious, what name Chang Jihai finally gave the sword, or what kind of granddaughter-in-law he chose.

"Xuantong." Mu Dianke said.

Chang Huaixuan was slightly surprised, looked up at Mu Dianke, thought deeply, and then said, "It's a good match. When I went up the mountain, Xiaofo was only five years old. His grandfather taught him, and it's not that bad. The daughter-in-law he married It won't be bad either."

Mu Dian didn't feel any turmoil about her words, and looked at Chang Huaixuan's hanging left arm, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"I didn't feel it when I woke up." Chang Huaixuan said.

There is no doubt that Chang Jihai did it.She used this hand to acupuncture Ju Yan that day.

"Are you left-handed?" Mu Dianke asked again.

"Yes." Chang Huaixuan raised his inflexible right hand, "So he abolished my left hand and asked me to pound rice with this hand for three years, as an explanation for you."

"You have complaints?"

"Yes." Chang Huaixuan responded, "But not to you."

She picked up the rice pestle and pounded it heavily and quickly. Only then did she suppress the uneasy feeling in her chest, and said slowly, "I blame him for being kind to my father and ancestors, and treating me like this alone. But I hurt your child, so I should be punished."

Mu Dian did not speak.

Chang Huaixuan looked up at her, "If you think it's not enough and want to ask for my life to pay for your child's suffering, you can take it."

Does Mu Dian want Chang Huaixuan's life?

Of course she wanted to.

In the past few years, she has indeed suffered, but she has always been happy with her grievances, and she is not willing to let herself suffer easily.But after getting married and becoming the daughter-in-law of someone else's family, some things cannot be done according to one's own likes and dislikes.She is favored by Chang Qian Buddha and Chang Jihai's promotion and love, so she can't just ask for nothing and give nothing.

Kill Chang Huaixuan, no one will do anything to her.But it may not be as pleasant as she thought.

She looked up at the painted tiles on the roof, and there was still snow left after the winter.

Spring and Jingming, but the Daigo Mountain is still a scene of late winter.

She wanted to see what kind of punishment Chang Huaixuan had received - although Chang Jihai had always treated her kindly, giving her more than expected, but she had to see it with her own eyes before she could rest assured.

She couldn't hear Ju Yan cry afterwards, and always thought of his heart-piercing screams that day.

She picked a pile of firewood, sat in the warm afternoon sun and watched Chang Huaixuan pound the rice, and kept wiping away her sweat—for a person recovering from a serious illness, this kind of physical work was really heavy.

I was more relieved when I left.

"I'll pick you up at tomorrow's hour—please go down the mountain to enjoy the flowers." She said.

(End of this chapter)