Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 854 Wen's
It is not in vain that he has expended so much effort recently that even the dead soldiers left by His Majesty have been transferred out.

Bai Jingzhen looked up at the sky, His Majesty knew that his two daughters were incapable of managing the dead men of the Tian family, so a few days before he left, he simply left him the transfer order that could mobilize dozens of dead men— —

It just came in handy now.

Although he was born as a dead man of the Tian family, and now he uses his status as "master" to dispatch these former comrades-in-arms, which made him feel so uneasy, but now is obviously not the time to care about these things.

The young man raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple. The most urgent thing was to figure out the right words as soon as possible. After all, Old General Wen was not as dull as Yuan Lingwei, and the Wen family was notoriously stubborn and loyal.

The old man is getting older, and his ideas are bound to be conservative. Maybe he can't accept the fact that the late emperor left the tens of thousands of miles of the Yuan family to His Highness Mo Qi. He may not be able to persuade His Majesty just based on the few edicts that His Majesty left in secret. I have to move him.

Therefore, he should do more double-handed preparations.

Bai Jing really thought about it, and then slowly went back to the study.

It was the middle of the night, the door of the study was knocked on time, and the young man stood up and opened the door.

He originally thought that the people waiting outside the door would be the two generals of the Wen family who were still in Beijing, but unexpectedly, it was Zhang Hanxiao's youthful face.

"Zi Ran... When did you return to the capital? Why haven't I heard any news from here?" Bai Jingzhen stared in astonishment, and hurriedly greeted the three people who were waiting outside the house.

After entering the room, Wen Yan (zi Ziran) smiled and cupped her hands, showing a coquettish attitude in every move.

With half-brows and eyes, he calmly saluted Bai Jingzhen, his tone light but not frivolous: "I entered Shangjing in the evening, and I have just arrived home, and I have not yet had time to enter the palace to report on my duties and meet the Holy Majesty, cousin here Naturally, there is no news."

"Cousin Jingzhen, as soon as Ziran came back, he saw that his father and grandfather were discussing about coming here to discuss matters, so he followed him on his own initiative—cousin, you won't blame Ziran for coming here uninvited."

"What nonsense are you talking about, I wish you would come back to help sooner!" Bai Jingzhen blurted out a joke, then punched Wen Yan's shoulder lightly, and most of the nervousness in his heart dissipated.

——Wen Ziran, this brat is only less than three years younger than him. The two are of the same generation. They have a good relationship since childhood, and they have a good understanding. Tonight, he is helping to persuade the two of Wen's family Elder, he will probably be much more relaxed.

"By the way, where's the second cousin, how has he been in the southern province in recent years?" The young man's tone paused slightly, "Have you encountered any bad things?"

"Uncle, he's doing well. In the southern province, he walks the sheriffs of the dozen or so counties like grandsons." Wen Yan pursed his lips, "You know his temperament, looking at the beautiful face, In fact, the stomach is full of bad water."

"It's only when he makes people unhappy, and there is no reason for others to make him feel bad."

"That's true." Bai Jingzhen nodded with emotion.

The old general Wen Jin of Zhen Guo General's Mansion had two sons and one daughter in his life. The eldest son Wen Yushan was straightforward, kind and brave, and the second son Wen Yulang was wise and resourceful.

Back then, His Majesty sent his scheming second cousin to the southern province to train soldiers, in order to let him take the opportunity to rectify the group of emperors in the south who are far away from the mountains, and take the opportunity to become kings and hegemons, domineering and domineering. Sheriff.

Now it seems that the second cousin should have done a good job.

Bai Jingzhen lowered his eyes and smiled silently, then turned his head and bowed respectfully to old general Wen Jin and Wen Yushan: "Uncle, uncle, the younger generation just talked too excitedly with Zi Ran, so I accidentally neglected it." The two elders, it is no wonder that you still look at the two of you."

"Hey, it's okay. You two brothers haven't seen each other for several years. Young people, it's rare to meet again. It's normal to talk a lot." Old General Wen stroked his beard and smiled kindly, "Speaking of which, Jing Zhen , you suddenly had someone call us over today, what exactly is the reason?"

"This matter involves Fuli's hundred-year Antai, the younger generation dare not speak lightly." Bai Jingzhen frowned and waved his hand slightly, then took out a carved wooden box from the bottom wooden drawer of the desk, and put it in front of Wen Jin with both hands.

"Uncle, this junior here has the imperial edict of the first emperor. Specifically, we will discuss it in detail after you and your cousin have read the edict."

"So mysterious?" Wen Yushan frowned and winked, stretching his neck to look at the emperor's handwritten letter that my father took out from the box.

The grandparents of the Wen family couldn't read things at a fast pace, and they read through the two thin pages of gold-sprinkled letter paper in less than half a moment.

When the last word on the letter was fully read, Wen Yushan's originally frowning brows were already wrinkled into several deep furrows. He stared at the letter and unconsciously wrinkled his face, and his voice followed suit. Faded.

"Jing Zhen, are you sure that this edict is left by His Majesty?" Wen Yushan was full of suspicion, "It seems a bit strange to me—you must have been deceived by someone with a heart!"

"Cousin, my nephew is not so confused." Bai Jingzhen shook his head, "Furthermore, my uncle assisted the late emperor for more than [-] years and was his martial arts master. I am very familiar with his writing and tone."

"If the edict really came from someone else, my uncle would have pointed it out long ago—if you don't believe me, you can ask my uncle."

"Father?" Wen Yushan subconsciously turned his head to look at his father when he heard the words, Old General Wen raised his eyes in response: "This edict is indeed written by His Majesty himself."

"So, Jing Zhen, is that why you called the three of us here tonight?"

Bai Jingzhen nodded: "Yes."

After hearing this, Wen Jin was silent for a while, and then he opened his mouth in a deep voice after a long time: "Jing Zhen, have you seen that Highness?"

Bai Jingzhen was dumbfounded when he heard the voice: "What?"

"I said, have you seen that Highness with your own eyes before?" Old General Wen raised his voice and repeated, shaking the imperial edict in his palm, "It is the one mentioned in His Majesty's edict."

"...I've seen it before." Bai Jingzhen cleared his throat pretendingly, and rubbed his fingers nervously, "When His Highness the Seventh Highness was invited to visit His Majesty in Shangjing... the junior accompanied him."

"Really?" Wen Jin raised his eyebrows, and his eyes, which were vicissitudes but not cloudy, fixedly looked at the young man in front of him, "I don't think so?"

"...The younger generation was ordered by His Majesty to go to Qianping to intercept and kill Mu Guogong, but was captured alive by his subordinates." Bai Jingzhen touched his nose and looked at the sky with a embarrassed expression.

——Thinking of this, his leg bone, which was broken by life, was aching.

"Hmph, I knew it." Old General Wen pursed his lips and sneered, turned his eyes and glanced at Wen Yan beside him. The boy kept lowering his head and rubbing his chin after reading the late emperor's edict. He looked at his mandible. , will be smoked by his rubbing.

"So, where is that Highness?" Wen Jin put down the wooden box in his hand, crossed his fingers with his elbows on the armrest, and leaned forward slightly, "How is he?"

"Jing Zhen, I want to hear the truth."

　In fact, the old man is not that stubborn hahahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)