The letterhead was a little yellowed, and there were even a few blood stains on the corners that had dried and turned black.
Jiang Xun When writing on weekdays, the most important thing is to write horizontally and vertically.
Just like his stereotyped temperament that has lasted his whole life.
But the words on this letter were written in a careless way.
Full of panic and despair.
Jiang Yuechu lowered his eyes and silently read the contents of the letter.
[Brother Wen Da personally said:]
[At the time of showing the letter, Yudi's soul may have returned to Jiuquan and his body turned into dust and mud.]
[In this life, I am alone and have only a few words, which are stuck in my throat and I have no choice but to say them.]
[Brother knows that I have had the ambition to help the country when I was young, but I have no way to reach heaven. I have wasted half my life and am just a humble minister.]
[The change of fate was due to Lantern Festival Night seventeen years ago.]
[That night, Demon entered the palace, Imperial City was in chaos, the imperial army collapsed, and flames shot into the sky.]
[Foolish brother was ordered to be on duty in the palace. It happened to be this calamity. He panicked and entered Consort Ming's palace by mistake.]
[At that time, Empress Consort Ming was on her deathbed, holding a swaddling baby tightly in her arms. She cried and begged, hoping that I could take the baby out of the palace and find a safe place to live in this world.]
[Foolish brother was soft-hearted and agreed... Who would have expected that this matter would be known to the late emperor. The late emperor did not punish me, but instead called me into the palace, saying that it was God's will that the baby could survive.]
[He ordered me to have a good life and raise him, and not to say anything about it. He also promised me the position of Vice Minister of Rites.]
[Foolish brother is sincere and frightened. He just thinks it is God's grace and accepts it in a daze.]
[Name the baby girl at the beginning of the month.]
[But gradually, Yudi realized that something was fishy. The late emperor would send his confidants to visit him secretly every year, just to check whether he was in good health at the beginning of the month and if there was anything unusual. He also ordered me to secretly write down his daily words, deeds, diet, and daily life, and report them every month without any mistakes. Later, even unknown secret medicines were given to him every month, and he had to take them at regular intervals...]
[I have been walking on thin ice for several years, but suddenly there are rumors in the palace.]
[What Consort Ming is thinking about is Demon Fetus.]
[When my foolish brother heard this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was uneasy all night long.]
[The late emperor's treacherous behavior is corroborated by these rumors, and his intentions are clearly exposed. Yu Di once secretly investigated to determine the authenticity, but was discovered by the late emperor. Long Yan was furious, and under coercion, Yu Di had no choice but to continue to do it and monitor my daughter.]
[On the one hand, your destiny is like a mountain, and on the other hand, there is the love of flesh and blood... Even if you raise a dog, you should have developed feelings for it after ten years, let alone the beginning of the month?]
[My younger brother raised her with his own hands, fed her with his own mouth, and watched her grow from a swaddling baby to a graceful young girl.]
[But the heart of the late emperor is unfathomable... When I recognize my ancestors and return to the clan at the beginning of the month, I will know that the time has come. In my life, I have been obedient and have suffered too much. She once came to me and asked me, how can I dare to tell the truth about that year? How can I say it?]
[The kindness of nurturing is true, and the monitoring is also true. Now that the deadline is approaching, I only wish you a happy new month.]
[If there is an afterlife... we will never see each other again.]
[Sinner Jiang Xun, the last work.]
The letter fell on the table.
Jiang Yuechu looked indifferent, not moved at all.
Duke Wei looked at the letter and sighed, "Right and wrong have their own merits and demerits, and the question of good and evil is different Yama."
"People's hearts are ups and downs. How many people dare to claim that their conscience is the most righteous and peaceful?"
"Jiang Xun He... is just a mortal after all."
"Although he is ashamed of Your Highness, every word in this letter is filled with tears. When he comes to the end, he will also be filled with regrets."
"I hope Your Highness... don't blame me."
Jiang Yuechu did not answer the call.
He just stood up slowly and walked to the window.
Actually...
Nothing to complain about.
Jiang Xun is a bad person?
Maybe.
But is he a villain?
How can there be so much black and white in this life?
Most of them were just struggling in the gray quagmire.
In this world of cannibalism.
It requires an ordinary person with no strength to fight against the supreme imperial power of Supreme.
This in itself...
It's a harsh accusation.
The kindness of upbringing was repaid by the death of the predecessor.
As for the rest.
But ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
When a person dies, the light goes out.
That's all.
Think about it for a long time.
She slowly raised her eyes. "Where is the body... now?"
See Jiang Yuechu's expression.
Duke Wei cupped his hands and whispered, "That was a few months ago. The person who sent the letter said that the body was already somewhat decayed and it was not suitable to transport it back to Chang'an over a long distance."
"The old minister remembered his friendship with his former classmate and couldn't bear to let his body be exposed in the wilderness, so he made his own decision and ordered someone to find a sunny hillside behind the deserted temple, erect a wordless stone tablet, and bury it hastily."
"I haven't done anything serious, so I hope your highness will forgive me."
Jiang Yuechu nodded slightly, his face softened slightly.
"It doesn't matter, it's not easy to be buried in peace. Duke Wei is determined."
She paused and looked out the window.
"When I get back, I will tell the palace to send people to that place to bring back the bones."
"With the courtesy of Taibao, he was buried in the suburbs of Chang'an, a monument was erected, and inscriptions were written, and he was worshiped with incense."
You were frightened during your lifetime, but you should have dignity after your death.
Wei Wenda Hearing this, his heart dropped.
His eyes were slightly red, and he bowed his head to the end.
"Old minister... on behalf of Jiang Xun, I would like to thank His Highness for your kindness!"
Jiang Yuechu waved his hand, motioning for him to get up.
Then his eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice, "As for the matter in the letter..."
"It's just rotten in your stomach. Don't mention it to a third person again."
"Old minister understands!"
Wei Wenda responded in a serious tone.
Immediately, he seemed to have remembered something again, and his expression became extremely solemn.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally took a step forward and lowered his voice.
"It's just that Your Highness... the letter mentioned that the late emperor behaved strangely and even used secret medicine to control His Highness."
"Although the late emperor has disappeared for many years, the secrets involved are really shocking. I am worried that there may be some hidden agenda behind this that has not been revealed... Your Highness must be careful when doing anything in the future."
Hear the words.
Jiang Yuechu looked a little weird.
If I remember correctly...
The so-called biological father.
It seems that he was beaten to death by his own hands as early as Jiannan Circuit?
She shook her head.
After all, not even half of it was revealed.
He just said calmly, "I know."
When I came out of the study room, the sun was already setting in the west.
The golden and red afterglow shines on the green bricks of the corridor, casting long shadows.
Back to the backyard.
Wei Qing is still sitting by the pool, his posture has not changed, but the fish food in his hands has long been empty, and he is staring at the clear water of the pool.
Hearing the footsteps, she turned around.
Seeing that Jiang Yuechu looked as normal, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Done?"
"Hmm."
Jiang Yuechu walked to her side and sat down. "It's nothing big, just reminiscing about old times and talking about old sesame seeds and rotten millet."
Wei Qing is a smart woman.
She looked at Jiang Yuechu's overly calm eyes and knew that this so-called reminiscing about the past was definitely not that simple.
But he didn't ask.
Everyone has a few forbidden places in their heart that cannot be touched.
Since you are a friend, you should know how to keep your boundaries.
"That's good."
Wei Qing smiled, "I just remembered that although Chang'an City has been in chaos these past few days, I heard that the shop selling rouge and gouache at East Market has a new batch of good products."
"It's called Drunken Beauty. It's said to be applied on the lips. Even a hard-hearted man will be moved by it."
"If we are free some other day, let's go take a look?"
Jiang Yuechu took a bite of the pastry and was a little confused.
"Rouge gouache?"
She touched her cheek subconsciously.
It's been a long time since my daughter's house had anything like this touched.
"Okay."
Jiang Yuechu nodded.
"If it's really that magical, I'll try applying it to Niu Ben later and see if I can find a cow for him to come back to."
"Pfft--"
Wei Qing The tea that just entered my mouth almost spurted out.
She glared at Jiang Yuechu angrily, but she couldn't hold it back and covered her lips with a smile that made her branches tremble.
The atmosphere in the courtyard finally became a little more lively.
The two chatted for a few more words.
Most of the time, Wei Qing is talking and Jiang Yuechu is listening.
Occasionally add a word or two, or nod, or shake his head.
Until the sun goes down.
That ray of setting sun was eventually swallowed up by the night.
At the courtyard gate, a huge head suddenly poked out.
There were two majestic dragon horns on his head, and he was peeking in furtively.
Seeing Jiang Yuechu looking over, the veteran immediately put on a flattering smile.
He stooped and trotted over.
"Your Highness."
First, he bowed his hands to Wei Qing as a greeting.
Then he lowered his voice and said to Jiang Yuechu.
"Is this old slave not disturbing His Highness's pleasure?"
Jiang Yuechu glanced at him and put down the tea cup in his hand.
"If you fart, hurry up."
This Old Loach is usually the most cunning.
If nothing was wrong, I would never dare to trouble her at this time.
"Hehe..."
Old Red Flood Dragon rubbed his hands. "Your Highness is wise."
"His Majesty asked me to send you a message."
"Golden Body... It's ready."