Jiang Chan was not lonely under house arrest in the palace. People would come to see him from time to time. The guards came from the Eight Prefectures. As long as Jiang Chan didn't want to escape, they wouldn't care about anything else.
Zhao Suixian is now the king of a country, but he comes here every now and then carrying wine.
"Your painting skills and literary talents are beyond my reach."
Zhao Suixian felt sincerely when he saw the paintings and poems Jiang Yan had thrown on the ground.
He was once the most talented painter in Yunzhou, but it wasn't until he met Jiang Chang that he realized what it means to have mountains beyond the mountains, and what it means to have the same generation as a crown.
Being in the same era as him is a kind of pride, because he witnessed the birth of the No. 1 in the Eight Prefectures with his own eyes. He also felt powerless in the face of such talent. He could only look up like a mountain. If Jiang Yan were alive, what would this era be like?
None of the painters will ever get ahead.
"I was too lazy for a while and failed my master's teachings. Now I just have time to seize the time to practice. What about Zuko?"
Jiang Yan was a little surprised. He had been under house arrest here for several days, but Su Kou never came to visit him. This was not like his style.
"I don't know much about Su Kou. I haven't seen him since that day. Knowing that he lives in Tianshe Mansion, I sent people to the mansion to invite him to the palace, but Su Kou took Yaya and
Your gardener has disappeared."
"Missing? He has no friends. Where can he go?"
"I don't know about this, but a servant came to report that they saw Su Kou heading north."
"Forget it, Lao Su has a very weird temper. I've been thinking about someone these days."
"who"
"Chen Cao'an, this person is so wise that he is almost a demon, but he disappeared without a trace after the death of Emperor Tian Zuo. I always feel that this person is not simple. Although he is not enlightened, he will definitely bring a lot of trouble in the future."
"Let's talk about Chen Cao'an later. Lord Wei is here today."
"It's for my business." Regarding Wei Changli, Jiang Yan always felt that he was a little ashamed of his expectations for himself.
"Well, we had a falling out with several other palace masters in the Qing Dynasty. Mr. Wei wanted to exchange your life for the Wen Palace's spiritual artifact, the Wonder of the Century, but in the end he failed. Three days later, you will be captured at the entrance of the imperial city.
"Behead"
Zhao Suixian's tone was low and full of guilt. At that time, Emperor Tianzuo had already wanted to let Jiang Chan leave, but in order to push him to the throne, Jiang Chan chose to stay, which led to the current ending.
"If Mr. Wei really trades the wonders of a hundred generations for my life, wouldn't I become a sinner in the Qing capital?"
Jiang Yan is no longer the novice he used to be. He deeply understands how important the wonders of the ages are in the eyes of the painters of Wenfu.
The mountains that later painters looked up to.
Jiang Yan sighed, feeling more and more sorry for Wei Changli, sorry for Lu Daoxuan, sorry for the entire Wen family...
Feeling upset, he drank a few sips of the wine Zhao Suixian brought, then picked up his pen and continued painting. The two fell into silence for a while.
"I'm sorry, even though I have become the emperor, I am still a man of few words..."
But Jiang Yan didn't seem to be affected and didn't answer Zhao Suixian. Maybe he was really immersed in his painting, or he just wanted to divert his attention.
"Master Wei also asked me to tell you that Mr. Lu's wife is pregnant, and Mrs. Lei wants you to give her a name."
"real?"
When it came to the old couple, Jiang Yan finally became interested and put down his pen.
"Well, I'm about to give birth. Your literary talent is so good that you must have a resounding name."
"Choosing a name does not necessarily require good literary talent, but the name cannot be careless."
As he spoke, Jiang Yan began to think.
"Jiji toast, Bingwen's virtue! Lu Bingwen?"
"No, no, no, I am old and have lost a third of my vitality."
"Heaven gave birth to me, and I am here! Lu Chenan? Beautiful and noble, but too weak!"
"Mingming is at the bottom, Hehe is at the top. Lu Minghe."
"Although this name is loud, it lacks some elegance."
Jiang Yan would deny himself every time he named him. Seeing how serious he was, Zhao Suixian did not bother him and left alone.
"Are you going to kill me?" Jiang Yan's eyes showed a bit of fear, "Let's finish the last thing at least."
Jiang Yan knew that he was doomed this time. Even if Mr. Wei desperately wanted to save him, could he be so content that he could watch the Wen family lose their troops and lose their strength to save him?
Rather than being burdened with a debt of gratitude before dying, it is better to finish the last thing and go on the road easily, taking out some special paper with yin symbols on it, and then folding them into cranes one by one.
In Bishu Palace, Queen Li was planning how to rescue Jiang Chan, but no matter where she found a breakthrough, she had no chance of winning.
Since the heads of the eight palaces made the decision in the Qing Officials Department, the time for Jiang Yan's execution was set. In addition to the Wen Palace and the Wu Palace, many strong men were sent from the other six palaces.
Only a fool would ignore Wei Changli's warning and harsh words. There will definitely be a bloody storm on the day of execution.
"Although Mr. Lei really wants to save Jiang Yan, he is unwilling to involve Wu Mansion in it," Fan Yixian said.
"I have already guessed that even if I am alone, I will never let anyone hurt Jiang Gu in front of me. He is my only relative!" Queen Li's eyes were firm.
"Don't worry, no matter what you decide, I will support you, even if you are an enemy of the world and die."
Under Wen Gong's willow, Wei Changli clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the sparkling waves raised by the wind across the lake. His mind could not calm down. He would face the biggest decision since he became the head of Wen Palace. This choice may push Wen Palace into opposition to the other seven palaces.
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Although Lei Huaji was a martial artist, he also knew the pros and cons, so he did not dare to turn against him rashly even though he was fierce. On the contrary, it was Wei Changli, who was born as a scholar, who really had murderous intentions.
"Master Wei, the swordsman and penman are here under orders!"
Behind Wei Changli, Chen Daoshu and Feng Erpi, who were carrying baskets, Meng Dongjiao, Lu Yun, Wu Chengying, Chen Gong and Feng Buzhou from Jianmen, were half-kneeling on the ground.
With Wei Changli's instructions, they are ready to go up the sword mountain and into the sea of fire at any time, without fear of life or death. This is the mission of the sword and pen officials!
"Although I don't know why Jiang Yan wanted to kill Emperor Tianzuo, he must have another reason for killing him. Nowadays, many people want to kill Jiang Yan. I have only one order, to bring him back to Qingdu alive!"
"How about encountering obstruction from the Eight Prefectures?"
"Do I need to repeat my order a second time?"
"Follow your orders"
The word "obey" was their entire answer. In the eyes of the swordsman, there was only the result, not the process.
As long as Jiang Gu can be brought back, anyone who stops him will be killed without mercy. Even if Daxuan is massacred with blood, it is not impossible!
Just when the seven were about to leave, another person appeared in front of them.
"None of you can leave Qingdu!"
"Senior brother?" The person who came was none other than Lu Daoxuan, and he was still awake.
"Now that we are fighting against the Confucian Mansion, we have no upper hand. You have sent out all the swordsmen and penmen for my disciples. Do you want to see the Yunlu you just obtained lost again?
How can I stand in front of all the saints and sages of the Wen Dynasty after I die?
Chang Li, if you still recognize me as your senior brother, take back your life."
Lu Daoxuan was originally a modest person, but his attitude at this moment was extremely tough. Wei Changli did not listen to other people's suggestions, but he could not ignore Lu Daoxuan.
"Senior brother, Jiang Gu can't die, not just because he is your disciple."
"Senior brother, I haven't been as smart as you since I started, and I don't know what you are planning, but Yunlu can no longer be lost from you and me."