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

Chapter 849 Lie
Yan Sanhe ran twice and brought in two jars of wine.

Bu Liu didn't dare to step forward to help, he just opened the wine jar and filled it for Zhao Yanjin.

"Tell me, why are you asking about Zheng Yu's death in battle in the eighth year of Yonghe?"

Not even a fly can fly into Prince Han's Mansion, so naturally news from outside can't come in either.

Zhao Yishi spoke concisely and comprehensively: "There is something fishy about the Zheng family's case, and there is also something strange about General Zheng's death in battle."

"Strange?"

Zhao Yanjin raised his chin and said with a smile:

"I advise His Highness the Crown Prince to speak more clearly. Otherwise, with so many memories, how can I know which one His Highness the Crown Prince wants to hear?"

Zhao Yishi twirled his fingers hard and said everything.

"The case of the Zheng family was not done by Wu Guanyue and his son. It is very likely that Zheng Yu harbored the orphan of the deposed prince and was... exterminated by the late emperor."

"Harboring the orphan of the deposed prince? He is harboring the orphan of the deposed prince? Zheng Yu is actually harboring the orphan of the deposed prince?"

Zhao Yanjin's eyes widened little by little, and then opened wider, as if his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

"Bang bang bang!"

He suddenly hit the bamboo couch with his fist, and while doing so, he burst out laughing "hahahaha".

The three people in the room were laughing inexplicably.

What's wrong with this man?
are you crazy?
At this moment, Zhao Yanjin's laughter stopped suddenly and he said vaguely: "No wonder, no wonder, no wonder... they want to kill Ye Dong."

"What did you say?" Yan Sanhe blurted out in shock.

This sound was louder than Zhao Yanjin's, and the beating of the bed made Zhao Yishi and Bu Liu lose their souls.

In order to cover up, Zhao Yishi immediately followed: "What did you say, who killed Ye Dong?"

"Yan Ruxian and Tan Shu, Tan Shu did it himself. By the way, the little chamberlain was also present. I saw it with my own eyes."

Zhao Yanjin's voice suddenly dropped and he repeated: "I saw it with my own eyes."

After saying that, he became quiet and motionless, his eyes straightened, and the panic on his face emerged little by little.

The person who was more frightened than him was Yan Sanhe.

The King of Han saw with his own eyes that Ye Dong was killed, so why did Yan Xi say that Ye Dong committed suicide?

is he lying?

Why is he lying?

Yan Sanhe suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Yishi, and found that Zhao Yishi was looking at her with a pale face, and his eyes were so thick that he seemed to be filled with panic.

Bu Liu, who was on the side, felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he didn't even know where his soul had gone.

Was Ye Dong killed?

Not committing suicide?

"I just said something was wrong that time, old general."

Zhao Yanjin's eyes were still blank, as if he was talking to Zhao Yishi and the others, or talking to himself.

"I asked him to bring two thousand more troops, but he said no, five thousand is enough. I said it would last seven days, old general, this is no joke, don't be stubborn.

He said that other soldiers would require seven thousand, but for my Zheng family's soldiers, five thousand would definitely be enough.

I'm still worried. If it doesn't work, let's find another way and don't risk our lives.He said using him as bait was the best and easiest way. "

Yan Sanhe could no longer care much: "The supervisor Yan Ruxian came to the north, and he didn't tell you about the Zheng family?"

"No, I didn't reveal it at all. It was kept secret."

Zhao Yanjin was so immersed in his memories that he didn't notice that the person who asked him had become the little chamberlain beside the prince.

"I guess I don't dare to say that. The war is about to happen. This is something that disturbs the morale of the army and will lead to beheading."

"Did Yan Ruxian have any opinions on using Zheng Yu as bait?"

"he?"

Zhao Yanjin sneered and shook his head.

"What opinions can he, a serving eunuch, have? Zheng Yu and I discussed all the battle plans. No, even after I lost three battles, I listened to Zheng Yu. It was Zheng Yu who made the decision himself. It was decided." Yan Sanhe: "How did you see them kill Ye Dong?"

"On my way back to court, I felt depressed because of Zheng Yu's death, so I went to talk to Ye Dong."

Zhao Yanjin recalled to himself: "Ye Dong drafted all the documents for the army. I had more contact with him than with Zheng Yu."

That day, the army marched to Ningyuan City and rested in Ningyuan City for two days.

Ye Dong was the closest person to the old general, so Zhao Yanjin arranged a separate room for him.

At night, after he finished drinking a jar of wine, he thought of the old general and couldn't sit still anymore, so he went to find Ye Dong.

After the death of the old general, Ye Dong refused to eat, drink or speak. Zhao Yanjin was afraid that he would be too sad and die on the way, so he decided to enlighten him.

Ye Dong was a witness to the entire war. If His Majesty blamed him for the death of the old general, Ye Dong could explain it to him.

When he pushed the door open and went in, he happened to see Tan Shu wiping the blood on his sword, and Ye Dong was lying on the bed. The blood on his neck kept pouring out, falling on the bed, and then falling from the bed to the ground.

On the other side, Yan Ruxian was sitting on a chair drinking tea, with his little chamberlain standing behind him.

The little chamberlain was trembling with fear.

The blood all over Zhao Yanjin's body seemed to be on fire. He rushed over and grabbed Tan Shu's front, his eyes wide open.

"You bitch, what are you doing?"

"Why kill him?"

"Are you crazy?"

"My lord?"

Yan Ruxian called him in a sharp voice and glanced at the little chamberlain behind him, who quickly closed the door.

Yan Ruxian put down the tea cup and said Shi Shiran: "I came out this time under His Majesty's orders. Whatever you say and do, you must obey His Majesty's orders."

He smiled.

"Your Majesty, take care of your own one-third of an acre of land. Don't stretch your hands too far and don't ask too many questions. If you really stretch your hand and ask too many questions, you will still be unlucky in the end."

Zhao Yanjin's body was covered in blood, and he suddenly became cold again, but his mind was a mess.

What does this mean?

How could your Majesty be at odds with a little Ye Dong?
At this time, Yan Ruxian walked up to him with his hands behind his back, a sinister smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, you should keep what you saw tonight rotten in your stomach. Just treat it as a dream. This can be considered as fulfilling your filial duty as a son. This old slave will also say a few nice words for Your Majesty in front of His Majesty."

Zhao Yanjin didn't know how he got back to his room, let alone how he fell asleep. When he woke up the next day, he really thought he was having a dream.

It wasn't until Konoe replied that Ye Dong committed suicide that he realized that this was not a dream.

But what does Ye Dong have to do with him?

Can he afford to offend Yan Ruxian and Your Majesty for a small clerk and lose his bright future?

Can't do it.

Can't do it!
Yan Sanhe: "So you have never thought about why they wanted to kill Ye Dong?"

Zhao Yanjin was stunned.

"I've thought about it, but I'm exhausted and can't figure it out. What's the use of thinking about something that I can't figure out."

Yan Sanhe: "When did you know about the Zheng family tragedy?"

"I'll find out after I return to Beijing."

Zhao Yanjin chuckled: "I'm still thinking, fortunately Zheng Yu died in the battle, fortunately Ye Dong also died, otherwise, everyone would have died in a hurry."

While laughing, he went to drink. He drank so quickly that half of the wine flowed down the corners of his mouth.

After finishing three bowls in a row, Zhao Yanjin threw the wine bowl away, leaned back, lay upright on the bed, and laughed again.

"It turns out that's how it is...It turns out that it's like this...It's all cleared, everything is cleared."

Is everything connected?
not at all.

Yan Sanhe gritted his teeth and asked: "Zheng Yu is defending Black Mountain City. You are two hours late with reinforcements. Is it intentional or unintentional?"

(End of this chapter)