The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 845 Bet
Where did Li Buyan go?

She rushed back to the wing to look at the incense.

The incense burned down again, leaving only, only...

One third of it! ! !
How to describe Li Buyan's expression at this moment?
It must have been more terrifying than seeing a ghost. My knees went weak on the spot, and I almost knelt down because of this "scent".

The case was wrongly investigated, but a large amount of incense was burned.

Time is running out.

There is no time at all.

Li Buyan put the bundle aside and returned to the study. To her surprise, Zhao Yishi and Xie Zhifei were no longer there.

"Where's the prince?"

Pei Xiao sat on the threshold in a very unimpressive manner, with his head hanging down, "Someone from the Prince's Mansion came and said that there is something urgent in the palace to see him."

"Where is the third master?"

"Tell me to accompany Yan Sanhe."

Pei Xiao raised his head: "By the way, what did you do just now? You ran so fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Li Buyan sat down next to him and whispered: "I went to see the incense. A large part of the incense burned down. Something serious is wrong, Mr. Pei."

Pei Xiao's expression changed and he coughed violently, choking on his own saliva.

He coughed for a while, and after he stopped, he gasped and said, "Nothing goes well, and I can't live this life."

Li Buyan touched his feet.

"Little Master Pei, you have a good mind. Please tell me, where did you go wrong in solving this inner demon? Why can't Yan Sanhe and His Highness the Crown Prince light incense?"

"..."

Pei Xiao choked on his words.

The unspoken words were: You think too highly of me. How can I know things that Yan Sanhe doesn’t even know?
Li Buyan also knew that he was making things difficult for others, so he worriedly asked: "What should we do next?"

"What should we do? Let's continue to investigate. How long have we been investigating Crow's inner demon?"

Pei Xiao snorted coldly: "Besides, you have to believe Yan Sanhe, who is she? Goddess, tell me yourself, are there any inner demons that she can't solve?"

Not really!

Li Buyan touched the bridge of his nose. Mr. Pei was usually the best at saying frustrating things, and no one was as loud as him when something happened.

Will this be modified?

Why do you speak so pleasantly?
……

Mr. Pei obviously overestimated Yan Sanhe.

The scene when the candlelight went out blocked her breathing like a ball of cotton.

I went through the Zheng family's affairs over and over again in my mind, and re-deduced it again and again, and the result was three words - not wrong.

An unprecedented sense of frustration came over him. Yan Sanhe walked to a wooden bench, fell down, bent down, and buried his face in his palms.

Not far away, Xie Zhifei stopped. In the darkness, he seemed to smile.

Yan Sanhe rarely felt so weak. Even after she had solved Crow's inner demon and was living in Mulishan, she always looked invulnerable.

But the weakness at this moment is because of the Zheng family.

At this moment, Xie Zhifei believed that everything in the world must have cause and effect. The Zheng family was destroyed because of her, and she would definitely make the Zheng family's injustice clear.

He walked over and sat down on the bench.

Yan Sanhe raised his head from his palm, and he grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, "If you miss me, I will stay with you. I won't be in the way."

His expression was so calm that Yan Sanhe was embarrassed to drive him away.

Accompanying indeed;

And indeed without saying a word;

It even feels inexplicably reassuring.

Yan Sanhe's mind began to tumble again, densely and layer by layer, as if a hand was struggling to push through layers of fog to find what was hidden in the innermost layer.

I don't know how long it took, but a "Gulu" interrupted her thoughts.

Turning his head, Xie Zhifei looked helpless: "Don't blame me, we have been sitting there for two whole hours."

so long?
Yan Sanhe quickly stood up and said, "Let's go eat."

"Not urgent."

He pulled her gently and said, "I'm already hungry anyway. Let me help you sort out your thoughts."

"If there are no changes in the other half of the war horses, the problem lies in the death of the old general in the second half." After two hours, the fog cleared, and Yan Sanhe made his thoughts clear.

"This matter will become clear when Zhu Qing comes back."

Xie Zhifei looked at her straightly, and something in his eyes was so strong that it almost overflowed.

Yan Sanhe couldn't stand this look, it was too hot.

"Xie Chengyu, let's make a bet."

"I bet the war horse is not good."

Stealing what she had to say.

Yan Sanhe could only say helplessly: "Then I'll bet on the war horse."

Xie Zhifei: "What's the bet?"

Yan Sanhe: "You said?"

"Climb a tree."

Xie Zhifei: "If I win, I crawl first; if you win, you crawl first."

Anyone else bet on this?

wrong.

Yan Sanhe frowned: "Are we going to climb a tree?"

Xie Zhifei smiled lightly and expressed his attitude.

"Father!"

A few feet away, Zhu Qing was walking towards him.

Xie Zhifei pulled Yan Sanhe to his feet, let go of his hand, and asked, "How is it?"

Zhu Qing shook his head: "No change, the same."

Xie Zhifei, who had won, had no smile on his face. Instead, his eyebrows became heavy, and there was a layer of worry in his heart.

Huairen was called into the palace in a hurry at this time. Wasn't it the Tatars in the North who had done something wrong?

……

Xie Zhifei guessed half of it right.

It is true that there is a moth in the North, but it is not the Tatars.

In addition to the Tatars, there are two other tribes in the North: one is the Walla and the other is the Uliangha.

Once upon a time, these two tribes were one family and were collectively called Mongolia.

Emperor Yonghe and Zheng Yu jointly sent troops to Mongolia and won a great victory, forcing Mongolia to split into two tribes.

In order to compete for territory, these two tribes either hit me or I hit you, but they did not pose a threat to China.

In the past few years, Wala gradually gained the upper hand and occupied many territories in Uliangha.

With strength comes ambition.

Vara secretly united with the Tatars and began to attack the city. The Black Mountain City where General Zheng Yu died in battle was captured by the Vara coalition ten days ago, and the garrison in the city abandoned the city and fled.

The new emperor looked at the prince with a gloomy expression, "Prince, tell me, what should we do about this matter?"

What can be done? Naturally, if the troops come to block it, if the water comes and the soil floods, then the troops will be sent out to fight.

China has no shortage of good generals, but the difficulty lies in war horses.

Zhao Yishi frowned and said, "Your Majesty, the Zheng family's case should be revealed soon. When the war horses are restored, our Chinese soldiers will be able to bravely kill the enemy, recapture Black Mountain City, and protect our mountains and rivers."

"How soon is soon? When will it be?"

The new emperor's voice was displeased: "Prince, please give me an accurate letter."

Zhao Yishi had no answer, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "My son, I will definitely do my best."

"Prince!"

The new emperor was suddenly silent for a while, his eyes slightly lowered, and his face showed fatigue.

"This country belongs to the Zhao family. You are the son and grandson of the Zhao family. Trying your best is not enough. You have to dedicate yourself and die. Otherwise, how can you have the face to explain to your ancestors."

A cold current rushed down from the top of his head, and a handful of ice particles were stuffed into his bones.

"My son, obey the order."

He lowered his head to cover the sneer on his lips.

(End of this chapter)