One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Cutting Huang Song, Dongqing 1 Tong (78)

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! Jiang Nongqin is different from ordinary women. Although the two communicate with each other, Yang Si always feels that the character has not been written.

She took the initiative to mention this topic, and Yang Si felt that this swipe was finally written, and the rest of the swipe was much simpler.

It's just that neither of them is a person who puts love first, and it's more business to talk about.

He asked curiously, "Where did my lord capture Huang Song?"

Jiang Nongqin said, "It doesn't matter where he is, anyway, no matter where he is, he can't escape the palm of the lord."

Faced with such loyal remarks, Yang Si already had a certain immunity and automatically ignored them.

"When he was captured, did he have any overreaction?"

Jiang Nongqin said, "What if the turtle in the urn resists stubbornly? My lord treats him kindly. If he doesn't appreciate it, he will die."

Yang Si: "..."

No more, the "heart disease" is about to strike again.

Except for a small number of people who were separated in the rebellion, most of the mainstay of Huang Song's tent were captured and became Jiang Pengji's prisoners.

The latter did not have the habit of abusing prisoners, but he would not treat his defeated soldiers as VIPs either. Except for Huang Song who was treated well, the conditions of the others were very ordinary, and the food supply was the same as that of ordinary soldiers. Some people overturned the food in a rage, while others ate in silence.

Cheng Jing was detained alone, and Wei Ci found him easily. When he saw Cheng Jing, Wei Ci was still holding a food box in his hand. On the top three shelves of the food box were several plates of hot dishes and freshly baked white rice, and on the bottom floor was a set of clean clothes that hadn't been worn.

Wei Ci never expected to see Cheng Jing again. If the trajectory of his previous life had followed, the latter would have committed suicide in prison.

After thinking about it, the friendship between Cheng Jing and Huang Song was far less deep than in the previous life, so naturally they couldn't do the act of committing suicide.

Cheng Jing was locked in a small tent, guarded by many soldiers outside, and he couldn't fly even with wings.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Jing put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked up at Wei Ci, and said clearly, "Could it be that you've become a lobbyist?"

The view inside the tent was dim, except for a dimly lit oil lamp on the low table, making Cheng Jing even more haggard and embarrassed.

Wei Ci didn't make a sound, bent down and took a few candles and torches from the bottom of the food box, lit them one by one, and the tent was much brighter.

"My lord didn't order this matter." Wei Ci said bluntly, "I just came here to take a look because I was worried that my brother would be neglected."

By candlelight, Wei Ci saw blue stubble protruding from Cheng Jing's chin, and his eyes were bloodshot. How could he still have the usual elegant demeanor?

Cheng Jing wasn't angry either, and he wouldn't be surprised if Wei Ci was really a lobbyist.

"You rarely call Senior Brother Jing."

Wei Ci can be regarded as the closed disciple of Mr. Yuan Jing, and the ranking of the seniors depends on the time of entry regardless of age.

"After all, they are brothers from the same sect. Whether it is Brother Huan or Youmo, aren't they all the same person?"

Wei Ci took a seat opposite Cheng Jing, and brought out the dishes in the food box. The aroma wafted into his nostrils for a while, making people's thumbs twitch.

Rao Cheng Jing doesn't have much appetite now, smelling the aroma of food, he feels a little hungry.

Cheng Jing twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a forced smile.

"Zixiao wants to use this to bribe someone?"

Wei Ci took out two jars of wine while talking, "I don't talk about business today, I just want to reminisce about the old days."

Cheng Jing's temperament is different from the other seniors, and Wei Ci is not sure how to persuade him to join the lord.

It might be hard to believe, but Wei Ci really came here this time to take care of Senior Brother Cheng Jing.

One thing, Wei Ci didn't understand in his past and present lives, why did Cheng Jing follow Huang Song?

Isn't his "Tao" conforming to the destiny and supporting the orthodoxy?

No matter in terms of family background or personal charm, Huang Song is a thousand miles away from the word "orthodox".

Wei Ci asked without hesitation.

Cheng Jing took a sip of sake, this wine was very different from usual, the taste was more mellow, and there was a burning feeling in his throat, with a strong aftertaste. He blushed after drinking a few cups, his eyes were watery, and he was a little sleepy.

"Zixiao, can you know the origin of my lord... Bo Gaozu?"

Wei Ci was taken aback,

"Isn't this person from the Yuan family?"

Cheng Jingdao, "Bogao is the only surviving descendant of the Great Xia royal family. At the end of the Great Xia, the royal family was almost wiped out. The ancestors were grateful for the kindness of Taizu's knowledge and promotion, and risked their lives to escort the last emperor's young daughter to flee. She grew up with care. But no one told her her identity, and her ancestors treated her as her own daughter, and when the world is divided into five kingdoms, if her life experience is revealed, it will not only harm her, but also the Cheng family."

Wei Ci suddenly understood what was going on.

"So, the Last Emperor Diji finally married into the Yuan Clan?"

Cheng Jing nodded, affirming Wei Ci's words. At that time, the Yuan Clan was considered a prominent martial family, and the Cheng Clan married Di Ji into this family with the intention of better protecting this bloodline. Unexpectedly, the ancestors of the Yuan family made mistakes one after another, but it took only two generations to become like this.

Huang Song's grandfather committed a crime that almost implicated the three clans, and it was the Cheng family who helped Zhou Xuan to calm it down.

Capital crimes can be pardoned, but living crimes are unavoidable. Huang Song's father was sent to be assigned, and died of illness halfway.

The orphans and widows left behind had nothing to rely on, and the original clan members refused to take care of them. Huang Song's mother could only rely on embroidery to make money to subsidize the family.

When Huang's mother was a widow, she was still very young. By chance, she was spotted by Huang Tan, a famous servant of Emperor Dongqing's side, and came to propose marriage.

His mother remarried, and Huang Song's father changed his surname to Huang Tan's stepson, so Huang Song naturally took his father's surname.

Not many people know about this old story, not even Huang Song himself.

Of course, Cheng Jing assisted him, one part was blood, and the other part was Huang Song, but there were merits.

It would be great if he could restore the glory of his ancestors.

"Brother, tell Ci—"

Wei Ci was a little puzzled. According to the normal routine, if the lord knew that Huang Song had such a relationship, Huang Song's life would be in danger.

Cheng Jing said, "The remaining prestige of the Great Xia has long since disappeared. Does Bogao have royal blood? Does it matter?"

Furthermore, there are only a few people who know about this matter, and most of them are dying.

In the eyes of outsiders, the grandson of the eunuch turned out to be the descendant of the former royal family, who would believe it?

"Brother also said that the Great Xia is gone, so do you still insist that they are orthodox?" Wei Ci asked.

Cheng Jing laughed, "Then we have to see if the Lord Lanting you serve can become 'orthodox'."

When other people heard this, they probably thought that Cheng Jing had a heart to surrender, but Wei Ci knew that the other party was determined and refused to surrender.

unless--

Unless the lord is really able to ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan!

Wei Ci sighed, "Senior brother, have the heart to waste time and be an idler in the mountains?"

Cheng Jing said, "It's not a question of whether Jing can bear it or not, it's a question of Lanting's willingness to fulfill it."

The initiative is not with him.

It's not that Cheng Jing refuses to work for Jiang Pengji, but it's not the current her.

Wei Ci said, "Brother won't you feel sorry?"

Live up to the good times.

If the world is peaceful and then becomes an official, it will be extremely difficult for Cheng Jing to be reused. Will he really be unhappy in the future?

Cheng Jing said, "One Wei Ci, one Yang Si, one Han Yu, and one Cheng Jing."

The Yuan clan under Huang Song's tent is the only one, and he can see how great the disaster is.

If Langya's lineage becomes bigger, Jiang Pengji won't feel that she can't do anything alone?

It's better to retreat bravely in the rapids, and try to be quiet, and it will not be too late to become an official after the world is peaceful.

Cheng Jing lowered his eyes and said, "...I want to be quiet... If Zixiao is fine, I won't be entertaining you for now."