Wei Shu

Chapter 19 Chenghui
Zhao Tan has been lurking in Baishuang City for two years. During this period, he has experienced countless dangers. He can be called experienced and calm. An appointment with Wei Shu who doesn't know the details.

This not only violated the "espionage law", but also did not match his style of conduct.

Zhou Shang nodded silently.

He also believed that it was impossible for Zhao Tan to make such a stupid mistake.

In other words, Zhao Tan must have been hijacked and killed off guard, without even leaving a warning mark.

On this matter, Wei Shu was obviously not telling the truth.

However, there is currently no reason for his lying.

If it is said that she turned against each other and betrayed Zhou Shang and others to the Jinren, but there has been no movement there so far, this statement is obviously not true; and apart from this, why would she insist on such an unimportant matter? Something to hide?

There is always a reason for lying, and Wei Shu must have a reason for her to lie. The most reasonable explanation is:
Even if she is not the murderer, she is also related to the assassination.

However, Zhou Shang's theory of pulse condition partially overturned Ye Fei's suspicion; there is another important point, which is also the main reason why Ye Fei always only suspected but could not confirm it, that is——

Except for the incident of "working in the Balan Mansion", the information they revealed to Wei Shu about Po Jun was all false.

And even this bit of "truth" was revealed unintentionally under Zhao Tan's repeated assurances that he would never reveal it.

This means that even if Wei Shu goes to Balan Mansion to find someone, she will return in vain, because there is no "dumb Song Nu who works in the study" in Balan Mansion.

In fact, looking at the entire Baishuang City, only the two people in the room knew Zhao Tan's true identity.Unless there was a traitor among the two of them who intentionally passed on Zhao Tan's news to Wei Shu and her accomplices (for the time being), the murderer would not be able to target Zhao Tan.

And if the above-mentioned traitors really appeared, the Baishuang City at this time should have been full of blood and rain, and it would never be so peaceful.

Taking the above items into account one by one, the only explanation for the matter is:
Zhao Tan—the spy lurking in the depths of Baishuang City—unfortunately died in a coincidental assassination.

However, in the world of espionage, is there a coincidence?
Zhao Tan must have died in a sophisticated scheme, but in Zhou Shang's view, Wei Shu didn't seem like a murderer or an accomplice.

Even if she is the only suspect so far.

The room was silent for a long time, the two of them were speechless, but the wind and rain outside the window continued to add a bit of silence.

………………

At the wrong time in the afternoon, Wei Shu was woken up by Zhou Shang, only to see that Xiaoxuan's window was covered with gloom, and the rain hadn't stopped, and it was still falling heavily.

"Miss Wei, get up and eat, don't starve to death." Zhou Shang stood beside the couch, hung up the curtain, and asked, "Do you feel better after sleeping?"

"It's a little bit better. Uncle Zhou and Commander Ye are really troublesome today." Wei Shu glanced at the bear's paw hanging beside him, knowing that he must have checked his own pulse.

It seems that this burly man is also proficient in some Qihuang techniques.

That's not bad either.

The injury on Wei Shu's body was real. It couldn't be more real. Just now, when she suddenly heard the news about Liang and herself, her emotions fluctuated too much, and she passed out all of a sudden. The coma for more than half an hour was also true Lethargic, without any adulteration.

"Haha, don't bother, don't bother. Miss Wei was injured because of me, Da Song. We should take good care of the girl."

Zhou Shang laughed, speaking very brightly, but the meaning in the words seemed to be mixed with some other things.

Wei Shu blinked her eyes, lowered her head and said in a soft voice: "Well, it's hard to say how hard it is, it's because I wasn't careful enough, I will be more careful next time."

While speaking, she showed pain again, and lightly pressed her hand on her back shoulder.

In any case, it is true that she is seriously injured, no matter which doctor will say to her face that her disease is well under treatment, otherwise her life may be in danger.

Naturally, Wei Shu's worries are not small, such as rape, evil spirits, yellow skin... fine... ah... and so on, and so on.

Wei Shu's face turned blue again.

The three people who were full of worries sat around a table in the main room and had a meal of unknown meaning. During this period, no one discussed the matter of the mountain temple, let alone Wei Shu's "street knowledge and alley news". "The name.

After eating, Ye Fei took out the Four Treasures of the Study for some unknown reason, and asked Wei Shu to draw the unknown topographical map of the grain depot. Seeing what he meant, it seemed that he wanted to use it to give Wei Shu something to eat. A reassurance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Shu also asked a few more questions about Daliang - she had no choice but to keep the words on her lips, and she couldn't help but wanted to ask.

Then her face turned greener.

It has been more than a thousand years since the Liang Dynasty.

She is indeed the ancestor of the Great Song Dynasty.

This is also the only news that can make Wei Shu happy, and the rest makes her feel more frustrated the more she listens.

First of all, no matter the official history or unofficial history, there is no posthumous title or temple title of Wei Shu's generation of empresses, only "Empress Chenghui".

Wei Shu was really about to laugh.

The word "Chenghui" was an alias she picked up for fun.

She still remembered the spring banquet in the palace that day, the newly brewed green mash was sweet and fragrant, she ate a few more glasses, and when she got drunk, she ordered the servant to write down the matter, but it was only a sentence Just nonsense.

But who would have thought that the group of historians didn't remember, but they wrote down the matter in a serious and honest way, and even named it Wei Shu.Therefore, there is such a record in the history book:
"Wei Shu, whose name is Hanguang, and whose name is Empress Chenghui."

Queen?That means that the throne that she sacrificed to Mount Tai and claimed to the world was actually the one she claimed to be here?

Is this not just perfunctory?This is simply humiliating!
I won the world, in line with the etiquette of the ancestors, in line with the will of the people, the "self-title" not only humiliated her, Wei Shu, but also the mountains and rivers of that day and the great Liang Chaotang.

However, according to historical records, falsehoods also come true.This extremely sloppy name of the last empress of Daliang is now officially recorded in the history books and passed on to future generations.

As for what? As for?
Didn't I just hit you with a few more stinky buttocks, and it's not like I didn't give medicine to cure those rotten buttocks, so you rotten buttocks will bear a grudge?

It can be seen from this that the pen in the hands of a literati is actually the most powerful weapon in the world. Killing people is invisible, and they want to kill your heart and stab your spine. You have to smile and let him kill and poke, otherwise you will die It is "narrow", that is, "you must be repaid", and that is "faint king".

Wei Shu grinds ink and teeth.

If I had known today, I shouldn't have been merciful back then and just stared at those stinky buttocks and kicked them down, wouldn't it be over if I just killed them?
At that time, I was afraid that the blood would be too bloody, but now I regret that I killed too little, I was really wrong.

Wei Shu dipped his pen in ink and painted with it, but he regarded the ink as a sword, and the white paper as a human head, and with one stroke, he chopped off the head of that good man.

(End of this chapter)