girl let me check

Chapter 297 The bursting of the bubble

"This bright moon reed flower is so fun!"

Tao Yunjiang was the first to burst out laughing, his laughter ringing like a silver bell.

"It's not fun! Change your name first!"

Xiao Jin said quietly with a sullen face.

It's okay if she didn't say it. As soon as she said this, Tao Yunjiang laughed even louder. Xiao Jin was so angry that he immediately got into a fight with Tao Yunjiang.

"I was wrong, Xiaojin... I was really wrong. I will change it soon!"

Tao Yunjiang laughed so hard that he had no energy left and quickly begged for mercy.

"Humph……"

Xiao Jin snorted slightly.

"With this thing in the future, we will be able to communicate easily."

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she was in a good mood.

Xiao Jin pulled Fang Weihan's clothes and asked:

"Brother Fang, please don't give this thing to any strange person."

weirdo? What is the definition of weirdo?

Is Xie Lingwan a strange person?

Fang Weihan wisely skipped this topic.

The current location of the three of them is within the scope of Qinghuo Academy and is sparsely populated.

"I plan to go to the outer city. Do you two want to come with me?"

"Outer city?"

Tao Yunjiang shook his head, stopped laughing, and tilted his head in confusion.

"What are you doing in the outer city?"

Fang Weihan said nothing.

He shook the old copper coins in his hand at Tao Yunjiang.

The girl was silent for a moment.

"Let's go."

Her expression became visibly sad.

To this day, Tao Yunjiang still believes that he is partially responsible for this incident.

Ji Gang was a good man, and he should not have died in such an unreasonable disaster, in such a ridiculous way.

If she had been able to advance to the rank of god earlier and break free from Henry Zhang's hold earlier, she might have been able to save Ji Gang.

The guilty girl naturally wants to find a way to make up for her mistakes.

"Are you going, Xiaojin?"

"I'm not going. There's something else going on at Xuan Zhongwei's side."

Xiao Jin shook his head.

"Do you need my help?" Tao Yunjiang asked.

"No need, it's just an urgent matter, I can do it myself."

The eldest lady of the Lanling Xiao family put the reed wreath on her wrist and nodded with a smile.

After Fang Weihan and Tao Yunjiang left, Xiao Jin still stood there, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.

A black jade flute was spinning nonchalantly on the girl's fingertips. Air flowed through the sound hole, making a faint sound.

What happened in the outer city that day almost caused his brother Fang to die on the spot.

Xiao Jin holds a grudge very much.

Since she took over the affairs of Xuan Zhongwei, the eldest lady of the Lanling Xiao family has launched a round of investigations on the people around Fang Weihan and Tao Yunjiang.

Under the circumstances, all the old accounts came to the surface.

She discovered something interesting.

"Miss, what are your orders?"

Several plainclothes spies from the Xuan Zhong Guard appeared behind Xiao Jin at some unknown time.

"Go to the Qingming Station and bring Henry over."

Xiao Jin said coldly.

"Yes!"

The spy obeyed and retreated.

The girl breathed out gently and held the jade flute in her palm. The jade flute was as cold as eternal ice.

"Evil people always need people to do something, and the bubble will always be burst one day. It's just that we have been escaping."

Xiao Jin smiled softly, her usually sweet and delicate face now full of coldness and sarcasm.

"Do you think you hurt my brother Fang in disguise and I will forget about it? Do you think I will let you go if he is fine in the end?"

"Brother Fang probably doesn't want you to die, so I won't kill you. But there are always some things... that are more painful than death."

"Ah……"

The girl played a jade flute. The sound of the flute was clear and distant, like a blue bird carrying the wind. It echoed in all directions in the empty neighborhood, causing the sound of jade to break.

After the song is played, the time has come.

Xiao Jin put away the flute expressionlessly, took out the reed wreath, and put his spiritual thoughts into it.

Xiao Jin: "How is the situation over there?"

Xiao Jin: "Xuan Zhongwei received news by chance just now that Henry Zhang seems to have something to do with Jiang Jiang, so I sent someone to take him to you."

Xiao Jin: "Brother Fang, isn't Xiao Jin very capable?"

Xiao Jin: "Xiao Jin is doing something, can Brother Fang do something else?"

Super big hibiscus: "?"

Chao Dajin: "It's almost done, I'm still here."

Tao Yunjiang's face turned red and she exited Lu Huahuan's mind space, thinking that this little Jin was really shameless.

At this moment, she and Fang Weihan were walking in a remote cemetery in the outer city, looking for Ji Gang's tombstone.

They had just gone to the outer city area and found out the location of Ji Gang's grave from Liu Lin, Ji Gang's former younger brother.

"Your Highness, a few of us pooled some money together to organize the funeral for Brother Ji. We did not use the money His Highness gave us."

Liu Lin said so at the time.

"His Highness used the money for us to help our neighbors. When Brother Ji was still here, he was not willing to spend it. If we use this money to arrange his funeral, Brother Ji will definitely scold us. "

"Don't worry, Your Highness, although we are not rich people, we managed to put together a glorious funeral for Brother Ji."

"In the cemetery to the east, in the middle is Brother Ji's tomb."

Fang Weihan came back to his senses and looked at the relatively new tombstone in front of him that was incompatible with the surroundings. He was in a trance.

He slowly squatted down and wiped off a thin layer of dust on the tombstone with his hands, remaining silent.

"Ji Gang, I'm here to see you."

Fang Weihan whispered.

Tao Yunjiang bit his lip and said nothing. He just tore open the mud seal of the jar of wine he had just bought and poured it next to Ji Gang's tombstone.

"There are so many things I want to say, and I don't know where to start... I know that you have long looked down on life and death. Then let's start talking after you die. Don't blame me, after all, you can't crawl from the grave. Come out and beat me."

Fang Weihan smiled bitterly.

"After you died, I killed Wang Zhongguang with my own hands, using the method of beheading. His death was worse than yours, so it was considered revenge for you."

"Everything in the outer city is gradually getting better. The brothers you left behind are now able to stand on their own. They are all good people and cherish the stall you left behind."

"As for me... I just live like that, good or bad. I struggle between tomorrow and yesterday every day. When I look up, I can only see a slim future."

"Sometimes I envy you. You have a reason to die in battle with honor, but I don't have a reason to survive in this world."

The wine soaks into the soil, and the fragrance overflows, but this fragrance is destined to be smelled only by the living.

There are a thousand reincarnations between life and death.

This is the furthest distance in the world and there is nothing we can do about it.

Tao Yunjiang walked to Fang Weihan and silently held his hand, still without saying a word.

"I was awarded the official position of East Palace Guards by the imperial court. If everything goes well, you will be the number one capable officer under my command."

"pity……"

Fang Weihan's fingers gently brushed the top of the tombstone, feeling sad and bitter.

"It's a pity you're dead."

he said softly.

Tao Yunjiang's delicate body trembled, and she held Fang Weihan's hand tightly, her eyes turning red instantly.

The tombstone stood there silently, quiet and speechless, just like Ji Gang.

A small probability event is not necessarily lucky, it may also be a disaster.

As long as a disaster with the same probability of winning the lottery befalls a person, it is enough to destroy his entire life.

When the manpower finally came to an end, Fang Weihan flickered in the meteor of fate, trying his best to avoid it, but it was difficult to protect the people around him.

He opened his mouth, and a thousand words finally turned into a long sigh.

Fang Weihan took out the forged copper coin and placed it in front of Ji Gang's tombstone.

"laugh!"

The fire fold was burning, igniting the yellow paper in front of me, and the flames scattered in all directions.

The fly ash swirled up into the sky and was crushed in the summer wind.

Fang Weihan watched in silence as the yellow paper burned away bit by bit, his pupils reflecting the flickering light of the fire. Tao Yunjiang stood beside him the whole time, holding his hand and not going anywhere.

The girl looked at Fang Weihan's profile, feeling distressed tearing through her chest.

Regret is meaningless. The next thing I have to do is to ensure that such a thing will not happen again in the future.

The Qicang Sword sounded low, as if it was also mourning the death of its old friend.

"Xiao Jin contacted us just now and said that Henry Zhang had something to do with me. She had already sent someone to bring Henry to us."

"So she means we wait here for a while?"

Fang Weihan paused for a moment and then said.

"That's what it means."

Tao Yunjiang nodded lightly.

Fang Weihan: "..."

The yellow paper had quietly burned out and turned into ashes on the ground.

He glanced at Ji Gang's tombstone and suddenly asked: "Uncle Zhang...that is, Zhang Xuan, what did he do before joining Qingming?"

Ji Gang once told himself about this incident, saying that he was a Changyuan Iron Guard who abandoned his wife and children for the recruitment order.

But he still wanted to ask Tao Yunjiang for confirmation.

"Changyuan Iron Guard." Tao Yunjiang replied, "Zhang Xuan has already reached the level of Zhonglang General in the Changyuan Iron Guard, which is the highest official position under the chief of a town. In addition, he has reached the peak of rank five cultivation. Therefore, it is imperative to continue to improve in the future.”

"But he didn't know why he gave up his position in the Changyuan Iron Guard, and instead violated military law and ran back to Chang'an alone to join the Qingming and became a Qingming sword guard."

Fang Weihan slowly squatted down and pulled up the weeds in front of the grave.

"Then has he ever married? Does he have a wife and children?"

"Wife and children?"

Tao Yunjiang was stunned for a moment, frowning and thinking.

"It seems there is? But it seems that I have never heard him say it..."

Tao Yunjiang's words completely confirmed Fang Weihan's suspicion.

"Why are you asking this suddenly? What else did Henry Zhang do?"

The girl asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little sad."

Fang Weihan stood up and laughed sarcastically.

This is...the funniest thing in the world.

Tao Yunjiang looked at him blankly, still not knowing why he was laughing.

"Yun Jiang, do you know?"

Fang Weihan said calmly.

"Ji Gang once told me that when he was very young, his father abandoned him and his mother and left alone. His mother passed away half a year ago, and I helped Ji Gang get out of trouble. This is also The reason why he later wanted to play for me.”

"But this...what does it have to do with Henry Zhang..."

The girl's voice stopped suddenly.

She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes turbulent, and it was difficult to say a word.

"Xuan Zhongwei never wastes time on meaningless things, let alone bringing people to you."

"Xiaojin... she is very vindictive."

Fang Weihan sighed again and turned his attention to the counterfeit copper coin.

"I guess this copper coin was left to Ji Gang by his father."

"But if...if this is the case..."

The girl looked at Fang Weihan blankly, her voice trembling.

"Isn't that equivalent to... equivalent to..."

In the end, she did not say the second half of the sentence:

It is equivalent to Henry Zhang watching his son... die?

Fang Weihan remained silent, just holding Tao Yunjiang's hand tightly.

There were almost inaudible footsteps behind them, and several people were walking towards them.

"Jiang Jiang, are you looking for me?"

Uncle Zhang, that is, Henry Zhang asked in a hoarse voice.

Tao Yunjiang opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

When he first joined Qingming, Uncle Zhang helped him a lot. He taught himself how to complete an excellent disguise, how to complete tasks efficiently within a limited time, and how to gain greater say in Qingming.

At the same time, he also conveyed his values ​​​​to Tao Yunjiang.

Everything can be sacrificed, and in the face of Qingming's interests, these are not worth mentioning.

After Fang Weihan saved her life, she once asked Uncle Zhang if she could tell him about the existence of the Qingming Organization, but Uncle Zhang flatly rejected her.

After she accidentally injured Fang Weihan, but he repaid her with kindness and saved her life for the second time, she asked the same question as last time. How did Uncle Zhang answer?

"If you think Fang Weihan can be trusted and want to tell him about our affairs, then let him do something that will completely change my impression of him."

"Otherwise, even if he saves you ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, no matter how many poems he writes, he will still be the king of Zhou Dynasty to me, and he will still be the emperor's lackey!"

Uncle Zhang's cold words still echoed in her ears, and the girl was stunned.

Fang Weihan killed Wang Zhongguang, he did it.

But the price is...

Although Tao Yunjiang was bitter about Henry Zhang's behavior last time, she still didn't know how to speak after knowing the truth.

Uncle Zhang, can everything be sacrificed?

Including...his own son?

Tao Yunjiang wanted to question him face to face in the coldest tone.

Henry Zhang frowned.

Ever since Xuan Zhongwei came to his door today, Henry Zhang has always had an ominous premonition in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

But Xuan Chongwei's will could not be changed, so he followed them here and met Tao Yunjiang as promised.

This seems to be a cemetery. What did they bring themselves here for?

Tao Yunjiang was hesitant to speak, and there was some kind of different emotion in his eyes... seemed to be pity?

The ominous premonition in Henry Zhang's heart became more and more serious.

He wanted to turn around and leave this place, but the soles of his feet remained motionless as if they were nailed to the ground.

He is fearful, and he is also looking forward to it, as if he is a believer who wants to witness the end of the world with his own eyes.

"Xuan Zhang."

Fang Weihan said lightly.

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling, I wonder what happened today? Did His Highness call me here?"

Henry Zhang asked respectfully after suppressing his uneasiness.

"It's not me, it's it."

Fang Weihan threw out a copper coin.

The coins rolled gurglingly along the ground, finally stopping after hitting the soles of his shoes.

"Do you recognize this copper coin?"

"This……"

From the moment the copper coin appeared in his field of vision, Henry Zhang's eyes were fixed on it.

He immediately knelt down and picked it up, tremblingly wiping the dirt off the copper coins with his sleeves.

After seeing the entire coin clearly, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

Yes, that's it! It was the copper coin that I had been searching for for more than twenty years!

I personally hung it around my wife’s neck twenty-six years ago.

"Your Highness, where did this copper coin... come from?"

Henry Zhang asked awkwardly, his voice swaying like a candle in the wind.

This is... a cemetery.

He seemed to understand something, and his old body trembled like chaff.

"This is Ji Gang's tomb."

"When he was killed by Wang Zhongguang, he was holding this copper coin tightly in his hand."

Fang Weihan said calmly.

"Ji...Gang?"

Henry Zhang knew him. He was the young man killed by Wang Zhongguang that day, and he was Fang Weihan's subordinate.

But now when he heard the name again, Henry Zhang suddenly remembered another thing.

Henry Zhang’s wife’s surname is Ji.

In order to avoid being pursued by the court, he had no choice but to leave his wife and young son and run away.

His son is also called "Gang", Zhang Gang.

Copper coins, names, Xuan Chongwei, and Tao Yunjiang's expression of sadness and pity.

One coincidence may be luck, two coincidences may be accidental, but what about three coincidences? What about four coincidences?

The bloody face of Ji Gang that he had glimpsed from a distance slowly overlapped with the face of his young son in his memory, and finally merged into one.

"thump."

Henry Zhang knelt down in front of the tombstone tremblingly.

He understood everything instantly.

(End of this chapter)