This is often the case. The further you go, the more unfavorable God’s will becomes.
He is used to such a humid life.
When he was young, he was nicknamed "Plagiar Yao" for a time, and was known as "Zhongxuan Mingtu", the most handsome man of the Chongxuan family.
But unlike Chongxuan Mingtu, who had always had smooth sailing before Fa Xia, his growth process was quite bumpy. When he was a child, he was considered a person without talent. He worked hard to prove himself, but was criticized for his character. Along the way, he had to lose something.
Everything that should not be lost has been lost.
He was not liked by his father, and even because of his overly fierce personality when he was young, hatred developed between father and son. His eldest brother and second brother both died, and his eldest brother's legitimate son also died. His father was completing the
The target of "regeneration" was also unlucky before, and it was his turn to attack Jue——
He didn't kill him.
Of all the difficult moments in life's past, this was the hardest part.
After the death of his eldest son, Bao Bozhao, Bao Yi actually needed to emphasize this sentence.
He wanted to emphasize that Bao did not have the bloodline of parricide, and wanted to wash away the dirty name that could never be washed away.
The sentence "Like father, like son" can make him stay up all night, and he is so angry that he picks up the knife at midnight.
It was obvious that he had obtained the MG honorably, and it was clear that he was in agony when hearing the news of the death of his close relatives one after another. Even if he did not attack this [Shuofang], with his ability, why couldn't he earn a MG title on his own!
Changhua's uncle Bao Zonglin respected him like a god, and his heroic uncle Bao Heng was the soldier he led. It can even be said semi-publicly that the battle in which Bao Heng was awarded the title of uncle was his fault.
The third uncle of the Bao family created the prosperity by himself.
He was a real person of the time, and he was in his prime. He was also standing at the high place where Zhongxuan Mingtu arrived at that time, admiring the scenery.
But he could never raise his head because he had a son named Bao Zhongqing.
But he couldn't lower his head, because when he lowered his head, he thought of Bo Zhao, such a good child, who seemed to be still in his infancy, looking up and smiling at him.
People who stretch their necks and move forward all their lives do so because they are always in embarrassing situations.
Bao Xuanjing's extraordinary talent seemed to be a gift from God as compensation. He wanted to train this child to be the best he could be and not allow anyone to harm him.
He loved this child deeply, but he could not forget that he had personally erased the child's father, so that Xiao Xuanjing's only impression of his father was the one he had when he was still in his infancy...
Have you ever hesitated or regretted it? Is it more about love or guilt?
It's okay to walk in the rain.
Rumble, rumble!
The lightning flashes like a gap in the sky.
The man in the green shirt with a sword came through the gap, as if the heavenly gate was split open.
The dark sky is its long cloak, and the dark clouds and rain are waving its flag.
Bao Yi raised his head and looked up, gradually realizing that the person was close but the clouds were far away.
"Uncle! There is something unclear about Jiang!" The curtains parted due to the sudden rain, and Jiang Wang strolled over and got straight to the point: "I wonder if you can clear up the confusion?"
Bao Yi stopped in the rain.
After only a moment of silence, he smiled: "We are old friends, why should Mr. Jiang Zhen be so polite? If I have anything to say to Mr. Zhen, please feel free to say it!"
Jiang Wang kept walking and spoke very directly: "You have just walked out of Guanlan Inn. You must also know what happened there, who are the people, and who are fighting there - I want to know, Miao Rutai from Cangzhu County
, why does it appear there?”
Bao Yi raised his eyes slightly, his eyebrows suddenly rose, and he seemed a bit strong: "I want to know why Jiang Zhenjun cares about this matter?"
Jiang Wang walked up to him and stood still: "I have an enemy, an enemy of life and death. His last clue is hidden in that guest room. I will be concerned about any details related to it."
There are fewer and fewer enemies who can make Jiang Wang emphasize life and death, and almost every one of them has fallen under his sword.
Bao Yi must know the seriousness of this matter and the irreversible definition of it, so he asked: "What did Jiang Zhenjun think?"
Jiang Wang looked at him calmly: "If you say it was an accident, I believe it was an accident."
Raindrops are like curtains, floating in the wind.
The waves crashed and crashed, never stopping.
After a moment of silence, Bao Yi laughed: "To make Jiang Zhenjun laugh, I sent Miao Rutai to the sea."
"The reason why he went to Guanlan Inn is probably because he noticed some clues there."
"I asked him to go to sea to investigate Tian Anping."
"He is not the only person I sent to the sea, and the preparations I made are more than this. The ultimate goal is to collect evidence of the crime of Commander Zhanyu Tian Anping - this time the Nine Palaces and the Immortal Palace of Bafu are heard overseas.
, I suspect that the Bafu Immortal Palace is in his hands because he took it from Liu Shentong back then. At that time, he killed the famous prince to get the treasure."
He was very magnanimous: "I did this out of selfish motives, seeking merit. I also had public motives, for the sake of the country. If this matter can be confirmed, this person will definitely not be able to take on this important position. I will do it for the sake of the country."
In this way...it makes sense.
Bao Yi directly stated his suspicions and actions towards his colleagues in the Military Academy, which was enough to show his honesty - once anything is leaked, Tian will definitely fight to the death and the court will definitely punish him.
"Is there any evidence for this matter?" Jiang Wang asked.
"There is no evidence so far. It's just my personal suspicion for the time being." Bao Yi said with a serious expression: "So I say that I have very selfish motives for this move. I have not caught up in the two battles between Xia Kingdom and Mijie. Da Qi has the territory it has today.
, the prestige is gradually increasing, and there is no war before Shenxiao. I am eager to get ahead of Shenxiao, and I want to take a further step before Shenxiao. This incident of Tian Anping made me see an opportunity."
"I have two points to comfort my selfishness."
"First, I will never trap him or do anything that ignores the facts. Second, I have never approved of his joining the Military Academy. I don't think a person like him is a qualified military commander. I firmly
I think it would be better if the Zhanyu Army is left to others to control."
Uncle Shuo Fang, when he confessed in the rain, at least at this moment, was extremely sincere. Because he had done in-depth research on people like Jiang Wang and knew how to respond correctly.
Being tough is useless, and covering up may not necessarily lead to success; instead, trust will be lost.
After Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, he finally said, "I'll pretend I've never heard of this."
Bao Yiding stood in the rain: "Of course I can trust Jiang Zhenjun's words."
Jiang Wang added: "It's just that I can detect something wrong, and so can Tian Anping."
"But he won't ask me directly, and I won't answer him directly." Bao Yi said calmly: "Suspicion is just suspicion, just like I am also suspicious of him now. The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, the powerful and the ministers, all doubted each other.
!Who dares to reveal his heart? These suspicions will not affect anything. All we need is evidence."
This is indeed a very sober and determined person.
Jiang Wang took a deep look at him, gave him a gentle salute, and the light merged into the electric light, and the light flickered far away.
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The pure white boat flies among the thick clouds.
The thunder and lightning collided in the sky, creating a ray of light that was instantly dyed blue.
The green flames swayed slightly, forming green eyes.
The figures are evil and crazy, with an emphasis on handsome figures.
Yin Guan, with long hair hanging down, sat cross-legged at the stern of the boat, with his hands casually placed in front of him, his back to Jiang Wang, facing the thick clouds and rain: "Come on, why are you so anxious to see me?"
Jiang Wang stood at the bow of the boat that was constantly cutting through the rain curtain. He turned around and looked at his back: "I have been to Room No. 3 of Guanlan Inn."
Yin Guan had no memory of the specific room number, or even the name of the inn, but he could guess what Jiang Wang was talking about.
"Then what?"
He was at the stern of the boat, looking at the thick clouds that were shuttled by lightning, and kept leaving in his field of vision: "Chen Kaixu and Jiang Nanpeng were built alive as an altar, and died of the curse when the altar exploded. They and the three divisions of the Imperial City of Jingguo
There are a total of thirty-four people in the team, should they all die? Will I continue to do things like this? Do you want to ask me this?"
Jiang Wangding was there: "This is one of the problems."
"What about other questions?" Yin Guan asked.
"I want to know what happened in that room. I want to know all the details." Jiang Wang said, "There are two questions in total."
Yin Guan sat at the stern of the boat and did not look back: "I can answer you now for the latter question. If the answer is not complete, you can let the official king and the city king continue to answer. For the former question, I suggest you not ask it again."
"Why?" Jiang Wang asked.
Yin Guan smiled.
He laughed angrily.
He felt angry for a moment, angry that Jiang Wang would ask this.
But he already knew Jiang Wang would ask this question.
But he was still angry.
"Whether the people I killed were innocent or deserved to die is no longer important to me. Do you understand?"
"You Jiang Wang's feelings can be taken into consideration when I have the spare capacity. Now I can't care about anything. Don't you understand? Zhenhe Zhenjun! Put away your sense of justice, compassion, and pity for the weak.
To protect the innocent, don’t put these things in front of me.”
"I'm a killer!"
"I can't kill him every day, and he can't do that either."
"Do you think I'm the one who runs a charity?!"
He would never show his emotions like this in front of others. He was too excited and too weak.
Emotions are the outlet for the weak.
And Jiang Wang is indeed the calmer one.
Looking at Yin Guan's back like this, he inexplicably remembered our meeting outside Linzi City. At that time, Yin Guan asked - can I trust you?
The problem at that time was that there was no trust at all.
People like Yin Guan have lived in deception and betrayal since childhood. Their lives have been on the edge of a knife so far. They would never trust anyone.
Now I am boarding the boat.
"You want to save King Chu Jiang, I know." Jiang Wang said slowly.
"Your tone is like coaxing a child." Yin Guan sneered: "You say 'I understand', 'I know', what do you understand?"
Jiang Wang thought to himself: "But acting so unscrupulously is not a good choice."
"No Gate to Hell is originally just a knife in the long night. No one cares about a knife when it comes to pure business transactions and the delivery of clean money. But you let it have pure evil, which the world cannot tolerate."
"You want to kidnap the genius of Jingguo in exchange for the King of Chujiang, or in other words, scare the people of Jingguo to save the life of King Chujiang. This is a feasible method. But killing indiscriminately in this process will not help, and it will do more harm than good.
"
"There is no door in hell that can withstand Jing Guo's counterattack. Killing so many people has also blocked their way to peace talks. Every person you kill now is a debt recorded on King Chu Jiang and a stranglehold on her.
Mark. The chain around the neck is actually in your hands. The more violent your movements are on this side, the tighter the chain will be on that side, until you suffocate and die."
"How interesting!" Yin looked at the dense clouds in front of him: "You are teaching me how to do things now!"
"I'm not teaching you." Jiang Wang said, "I'm helping you."
"You'd better stop helping me. You can't help me, and you shouldn't help me. Do you think I'm doing a good deed?" Yin Guanding sat there, his green eyes reflecting the electric light, and his long hair fluttering gently.
The sound of rain made him so calm.
"The people I want to save are people who should be killed in your world."
"Is King Chu Jiang innocent?"
"She is not innocent."
"She's even damnable! In many ways."
"But she doesn't deserve to die here."
"Then I won't let her die. I will save her at all costs, I will use any means."
He turned back to look at Jiang Wang: "Do you understand what unscrupulous means mean?"
"You should be your Zhenhe Zhenjun cleanly, be your Taixu cabinet member with high morals and respect, and preach in the Heavenly Palace with a bright body."
"Leave the night to people like me. The light on your body is too dazzling!"
"I can be a little darker." Jiang Wang said, brushing his hand in front of him, and the spontaneous glow on his body was covered up.
"I can also get wet in the rain."
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.
The raindrops that had been kept outside rolled into the fairy boat and soaked his clothes.
This makes his usual celestial posture seem a bit realistic.
"People's hearts have their own scales. I am not a person who does everything fairly, and I don't hold myself to such standards."
"Hellless Gate interferes with Jingguo's actions, and Jingguo launches the pursuit of Hellless Gate. These are things that you and I should do. There is no right or wrong."
Jiang Wang just stood in the rain: "If you die, I will not avenge you. But if you are going to die in front of me, I really have no choice but to save you."
"I don't need your help, don't be so self-righteous!" Yin Guan's long hair was also wet from the rain. It was black and shiny, and was illuminated by lightning from time to time.
Raindrops passed over his green eyes and soaked into his single clothes. His collarbone was a horizontal line, looming, sharp as a knife.
His raised lips were very contemptuous: "Your methods are old-fashioned, your mind is stupid, you think before and after, and your steps are faltering. You and I are really not the same person."
"The gap between me and Jing Guo is so big."
"Don't think I'm going to tie myself up."
"Jing Guo will not talk about morality or tolerance with me. And the so-called restraint of equality is unfair to the weak!"
In the torrential rain that seemed to never stop, Jiang Wangning said: "The constraints I understand are not shackles. There are taboos in actions, rules in thoughts, fears in intentions, and rules in desires. They are a supporting net.
, spread over the abyss, so that we will not fall infinitely. So that no matter how difficult and how difficult the moment of choice, at least we can still stay a little bit human."
Yin Guan drooped his eyelids.
The man standing on the fairy boat will never be rendered speechless by him again.
This person has his own clear principles, stubborn order, and calmness from the inside out.
It's really... very boring.
"Let's stop talking here. I won't talk about it for a long time!" He simply stood up: "Don't stop me anymore. You are no longer a member of our organization, and we have never been friends - don't even win business.
Do."
"So what now?" Jiang Wang raised a dark mask with blood on the forehead with one hand, and put it on his face: "You are my friend and my partner. I can't kill you."
You can either imprison you. At the same time, I agree with your choice to save people. But I cannot agree with your methods."
Yin Guan looked at him coldly: "King Bian Cheng is dead. We are recruiting new people. You do not meet our recruitment requirements."
Chong Xuan Sheng tried his best to separate Hell Wumen from Jiang Wang. He also did not want Jiang Wang to be contaminated with this mask after Ji Yanyue's death.
In any case, the experience of being together with Hell No Gate was just a shadow on the bright robe of Zhenhe Zhenjun. They spent a lot of effort to wash it away.
Jiang Wang really shouldn't, and couldn't, pick up this mask.
And at such an unimportant moment!
Does King Chu Jiang matter to him?
They are not familiar with it at all!
"I discovered that without my rules, there would be no door to hell without any rules."
After putting on the mask of King Bian Cheng, Jiang Wang's voice became cold: "Whoever has the biggest fist has the rules - it hasn't changed, right?"
"If you are sick, go to Dongwang Valley and don't go crazy in front of me!"
Yin Guan jumped off the fairy boat directly and disappeared into the rain like a green light.
