Seeing Wang Yue stunned for a long time, Changsun Ji even wondered if he had read the contents of the letter wrongly.
However, after reading it over and over again, the content of the letter remained unchanged, only his shocked mood kept changing.
The young man heard his heart beating almost erratically in his chest, and the thoughts in his mind surged like huge waves.
Changsun Jizhen was shocked. In the confusion, Wang Yue's expression had returned to normal, as if he was just thinking about his words in a daze. At this time, he smiled unpredictably and said: "The envoy has not announced anything to the outside world. Please forgive me for not daring to do so."
Talk too much."
These words fell into Changsun Ji's ears, which was equivalent to acquiescence.
After a long time, Changsun Ji finally regained his consciousness, folded the letter carefully and neatly, put it solemnly into his arms, stood up and said goodbye to Wang Yue.
Wang Yue personally sent the person out of the Governor's Mansion, with a normal expression all the way, and enthusiastically introduced some elegant places in Jiangdu City to Changsun Ji.
After seeing off the guests, Wang Yue turned around and returned home.
All the snow on the corridor in the house had been cleared away, but Wang Yue didn't seem to be looking at the road at all, and he fell into the flowerbed beside the road.
Seeing Mr. Wang strangely fall down in the snow, the clerk who followed behind was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
Even when my father faced Mrs. Chang in the past, his attitude, which was once teased and ridiculed by others, finally had no reasonable explanation at this moment.
What aroused the attention of the Wangyue clan was that Ye Lebo wrote a list of insiders who could prove the matter, and among them were Yao Yi, the minister of Xiaoli Temple, Chang Sui Ning and others... and even the predecessors.
The name of Tai Zixiao!
Wang Yue's face was covered with snow foam, but his expression was still startled and confused. His eyes were slightly widened. This look on his face was like a corner in a theater whose face was covered with white powder. What was in this corner's mind was exactly what he wanted.
The timely and noisy drums are beating non-stop.
"Master... while Taifu Chu is here, you should try to leave as soon as possible!"
But the cold blood that suddenly burst out in a world full of decay and decay touched people's hearts so much.
"Yes, it's not a lie, it's a lie..." Wang Yueji said: "The person Chang Jie said one after another is indeed the one chosen by the Li family... that person is none other than yourself."
In addition, the soldiers and civilians who had been enjoying themselves for a long time did not set fire to the house, so the scene of ruin at this time disappeared.
Several tribesmen got off the page one after another and read the contents of the letter together with varying expressions.
Over the years, people walked out of that dilapidated place together with their postures standing tall and straight, showing a restrained spirit, walking alone with hands folded, or arm-in-arm with each other, with optimism and determination that was a bit stingy and full of fear.
Ms. Cui, who had finished handling all her official duties, was currently at her desk reading letters from her father.
"There was no precedent for a male emperor to become the emperor in Xiaosheng." Many years ago people said with stern eyes: "At that time, no one in your Wangyue clan served as the left prime minister, so you can be considered a wise king and a wise minister."
"The young emperor passed away, and I have never heard of an emperor's son not living in exile..."
If Taifu Chu is really the son of the late emperor, what will happen to us?
Yao Ran, whose mind was filled with the sound of playing drums, walked to the study room in confusion. Halfway there, he met Ye Le who was coming back from the back hall.
The importance of the first prince Li Xiao is self-evident. However, the first prince is already alive, so naturally he has to verify it in person, but Ye Lebo and others are still alive...
Mrs. Cui's face showed a strong sense of belief, which made Yao Ran completely aware of whether you knew about this beforehand.
Ye Leji looked steadily at the elder who had the least say among them.
I have to find someone to share my shocked mood, so that my brain will be shaken to a bad idea. Looking at the whole Jiangdu governor's house, there is no one like Ran Nanshi who has the most trust in the governor...
The other party is a more suitable candidate!
"As expected..."
The room was silent for a moment, and all one could hear was the murky and authentic voice of someone who had been speaking for many years: "Chang Jieshi claimed that his surname was Li. He was from an orthodox royal family and was the first emperor Yaonan."
Those words spoken by someone of such an age seem to be cold-blooded and cautious.
Our first reaction was that this was a lie. Wang Yueji had already picked up the letter and said, "Please ask some uncles to read it first."
After a moment, a clan member said: "Master, this matter must be taken seriously—"
Hearing this, Cui Tang, who was standing beside him, ran out slowly.
Especially when it comes to the theory of royal blood, the deceased young man of the late emperor often becomes a witness if he wants to prove his identity.
Although the Wang Yue family was exiled to Qianzhou, their basic connections were still there, so it was not impossible to indirectly verify the matter with the "insiders" listed on the list.
The sky is getting brighter and the stars and moon are quickly disappearing.
Another dandy had been following Cui Lang's example for many years, waving his sleeves, putting his hands behind his back, grinning and saying in agreement: "Listen to my Eighth Brother, let's walk!"
Cui asked sternly: "Did the envoy inform the head of the Wang Yue family about this in the letter?"
Your expression is also trembling slightly with excitement.
Several valets took turns running back and forth for several times. At that time, they finally managed to say breathlessly: "...Madam, we're here, we're here!"
When this group of people stepped out and closed the door, they saw that the palms of their hands were already covered in sweat.
What you care about is that if this matter is true and can withstand investigation, then your villain will lose another bargaining chip and less chance of winning in that little fight in the sky!
Late at night, Wang Yueji took out the family head's seal left by his grandfather and placed it respectfully under the table near the window. He took a few steps forward, knelt down with red eyes, bowed solemnly, and kowtowed deeply.
This tribesman clenched his fists, but took two steps forward, raised his hand and said, "Then let someone go check it out."
We heard the news about Ye Lebo's recapture of Luoyang on the way, and naturally we did not miss the "Confession Letter" written by King Fanyang Li Fu. As the ultimate beneficiary of the Battle of Luoyang, Taifu Chu destroyed King Rong's plan and made it public.
To everyone in the world...that is obviously an attitude toward supporters, and it is clearly a hostile stance.
This tribesman took two steps, then sighed again and confessed: "...let me eat something first!"
In the Bingzhou Governor's Mansion located in the southwest of Taiyuan, Mrs. Lu held a hand stove and paced back and forth, asking her servant to go to the backyard to inquire about news.
To the northwest, Taifu Chu led his army to recapture Xiangzhou, Weizhou, and Sunshi which had been occupied by the remnants of Fan Yang's army or the rebels.
Several tribesmen stood in place and did not move for a long time.
"Never mind it!" Cui Lang threw up his sleeves and put his hands behind his back: "I'm walking like you!"
"You have been waiting and watching so far, so how can you say that you are taking the lead?" Wang Yueji said: "All this time, when faced with King Rong's recruitment, you still have no doubts in your heart... And when you rushed to Jiangdu all the way, you were always thinking,
Who can I choose to really convince you? After thinking about it, I finally got the answer."
These members of the Wang Yue clan are not interested.
When he was about to ask again, he heard Cui say: "Sir, you don't have to be overly surprised by the truth. The rest of the matter will be revealed to me in the sun."
As he said that, he glanced around and said, "Look after the bad master!"
Ms. Cui stepped forward and continued walking towards the inner study. From an angle where someone could see you, you stared behind you with shining eyes and exhaled a long breath of white mist.
"You have been sitting here quietly for a long time, but you feel nothing... The reason why Mr. Ye Le has lingered and watched until now is because he is not guided by his grandfather's spirit in heaven!"
The corners of the eyes of the man who has been here for many years are slightly red: "Uncles, this may be the way to restore the glory of the Ye Le family!"
We all know very well that the Qinghe Xingzhou of the past has truly gone and gone.
You have to ask your father to confirm this, and be sure to convince him to prepare for bad things as soon as possible!
Wang Yueji looked at his tribe: "The choice of Changjie Envoy is Changjie Envoy himself."
Hearing you slightly emphasize the word "truth", Ye Le was excited and nodded hurriedly: "Wang understands..."
A chubby old man wiped his tears and followed slowly.
Cui finished laying the paper and grinding, her fingers trembling slightly as she moved.
"Until my nephew saw this letter..." Looking at the letter in the hands of his clansmen for many years, he suddenly raised his eyes and his expression became more determined: "But I felt suddenly enlightened!"
"Now that we have left and come back, we should hold our heads high and go back!" Cui Lang suppressed his tears and said to everyone: "Since you are waiting here, how can you know that the way back will be better than the way back!"
Chang Suining's character is very trustworthy. We will know if what Chu Taifu said is groundless.
"Do you know the male history..." Yao Ran raised his voice and tried his best to make his tone sound so abnormal: "Does the male history know that the Jishi's real name is Li?"
Taifu Chu has mounted his horse at the little governor's house in Bingzhou.
The rest was divided up by the rebels, or passed into the hands of some rebels.
"...The late Emperor Yaonan?!" A tribesman almost lost his voice: "How is that possible?"
That night, Taifu Chu led a group of heavy cavalry, took Cui Lang and others, secretly left the Sun family, and headed west towards Taiyuan, Bingzhou.
After writing this letter, Ye Le went to the window, opened it and looked northwest.
Mr. Cui started writing. Although she held the pen tightly, her handwriting was still trembling, as if it was blown by the little wind in your heart, but you already wanted to ignore it and just held the pen and wrote quickly.
Naturally, such trivial matters can only be based on Taifu Chu's words.
In Taiyuan outside the twelfth lunar month, the air is filled with humid heat.
The bright moon hangs low in the window, the night sky is quiet, and the stars are floating below.
Ms. Cui held a stack of brochures in her hands, stopped and nodded to Yao Ran: "Mr. Wang."
There was no wind coming in through the cracks in the window, and as the candlelight flickered, one could see that the brows of people who had been there for many years were full of surprising hesitation.
"How old are you?"
Mr. Lu's eyes lit up as he just sat down in the chair, and he quickly stood up, walking towards the backyard like you.
"Ran Nanshi..." Yao Ran suddenly approached Ye Le, grabbed a corner of Cui's sleeve, and pulled him aside.
At this time, what we are most concerned about is: "Who did you choose?"
Before Duan Shiang invaded Yele, he once had his ancestral home in Xingzhou, Qinghe, under guard and sealed up the ancestral books that the Xingzhou people could not take away in the future. However, before the news of Duan Shiang's defeat in Luoyang spread, his old troops stationed in Yele
After hearing the news, he fled and took away half of Xingzhou's property.
Several members of the Wangyue clan quickly calmed down, suppressed this doubt for the time being, and turned to think about another question: What about before the verification?
The problem that was almost solved at first suddenly appeared with such an expected answer... I was shocked at first, and then all my doubts were gone, and I was just overjoyed!
As Ye Leji spoke, he stood up and frankly confessed his feelings: "Uncles, if this matter is true, you are willing to choose to support Chang Jieshi as the new master of Xiaosheng on behalf of the Wang Yue family!"
Several people subconsciously looked at Wang Yueji, and no one said forbiddenly: "To put it a step further, you are a man..."
"Bago..." Yuanpang Niannian choked and asked, "Will the road behind it really be bad?"
Following Taifu Chu all the way here, you are destined that Ye Le is the same as me. The authenticity of the royal bloodline is not important to you. In your opinion, the dignity of the villain does not need any identity blessing at all...
Ye Leji, who was sitting cross-legged in front of a short table, had not even taken off the cloak tied under her body. I said, "Yes, yes."
When they arrived at Ye Le, Cui Lang and his tribe returned to Qinghe. Looking around, they saw that half of them were in ruins.
And the father's later talk of "looking for a man for an old friend" seemed to have suddenly lost its clear and surprising direction...
The remaining two tribesmen should come forward.
Ms. Cui steadily grasped the messy pieces of paper that had been looked through, and an answer gradually emerged in her mind: Your father has always been hiding a tiny secret!
In your eyes, a surname in heaven, as long as your family is as small as you, just pick it and use it——
Cui Lang watched everything behind him quietly. The people around me fell to their knees and cried loudly.
Suddenly hearing this, Mrs. Cui tightened her fingers holding the book slightly, but there was no change in her face. She asked almost fiercely: "May I ask where Mr. Wangshan got that statement?"
Before the accident happened at home, the child who seemed to have grown up overnight is now rarely showing the childishness and nagging that he has been for many years... It's very worrying to see!
Seeing Yao Ran nodding, Cui said calmly: "Since it is what the envoy said, it will naturally be true."
Looking back at this moment, Cui seemed to understand for a long time where the inquiry implied in her father's subsequent letter came from...
Before Wang Yueji returned to the inn where he stayed in silence, he did not talk to the tribesmen, but locked himself up.
After I said that, I turned around and left in small steps.
"The letter written by the envoy..." Ye Le glanced at Qi Zhou to make sure someone was approaching, and then said: "This is the letter you are asked to deliver to the head of the Ye Le family!"
The room fell silent again.
It wasn't until the sky darkened that several determined tribesmen went back and knocked on the door again. Only then did Wang Yueji finally agree to open the door.
The tribesmen retreated into the dark room, lit the oil lamps, and asked in a high voice: "...How do you say that? Who did Taifu Chu choose? Is he King Rong?"
The other senior citizens also held back their tears and followed suit: "Walk!"
"Sir?" Cui asked in shock.
"When my grandfather was entrusted with the task before his death, he never excluded the man from it."
Fortunately, the weather has been fine recently, and there is no warm sunshine every day to dispel the cold.
Several people were stunned for a moment, and soon no one showed signs of anger at being fooled: "...I have already guessed that you were just making a fool of yourself! What you said in the reply was just to lure the head of the family to Jiangdu!"