Cypress Boat Floating

Lu Ci Qiu accepted some of Ye Jianqing's suggestions, and that evening he wrote a letter to inform Lu Zhixing of what had happened here, so that Lu Zhixing could be informed and he could help him with the application for the control rights of excavating the mountain.

At the same time, he also wrote a memorial, briefly describing the matter, and explaining the situation in Sannan Mountain, the requirements for digging the mountain, the demand for gunpowder, etc.

But Lu Ci Qiu was also cautious and had Lu Zhixing's letter delivered one day earlier than the memorial so that he could be prepared.

So when Lu Zhixing received the letter, he was very worried. Although Lu Ciqiu did not tell him that he was being hunted, he had already learned about it from the secret guards. Now Lu Ciqiu wanted to investigate Nan Chengyi, and he supported but was also worried. If this matter was done well, he would be able to set up a government soon based on his achievements when he returned, and he would have more power behind him. He was worried that if he did not handle this matter properly, he would be hurt.

"Your Highness, don't worry too much. If my eighth brother wants to investigate, then let him do it. It's just the right time to train his abilities. And with you here, nothing will happen to him." Seeing that Lu Zhixing was frowning, Wei Wangshu put his hand on his clenched fist and gently comforted him: "What he needs now is complete control over the mountain digging and water drainage in Nancheng. We should help him get this right first. As for Nan Chengyi, he is just a landowner. The mistakes he made are enough to wipe out his entire clan. It is reasonable for my eighth brother to want to deal with him. Logically speaking, there won't be much risk."

Lu Zhixing pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. The last thing he wanted was to let his brother get involved in this situation, but he couldn't protect him all the time.

Lu Zhixing held Wei Wangshu's hand with his backhand, stroking the back of her hand with his fingers, and said worriedly: "I'm worried that the prince is not stable. I guess the prince has something to do with his assassination this time."

Wei Wangshu frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "Can't the prince tolerate his own brothers?"

Lu Zhixing sighed. He didn't expect that even Lu Ci Qiu, a bird that had just been out of the cage, would be killed by the prince just to prevent him from gaining additional support.

"When will his memorial arrive?" Lu Zhixing asked.

Wei Wangshu replied: "It should be tomorrow."

"Tomorrow...there's still time. If we want to help him take full control and prevent Zhao Wenbin from causing trouble, we need to do something else."

Lu Zhixing held Wei Wangshu's hand and looked at the letter on the table reporting his safety. He felt complicated and was thinking about how he could help Lu Ci Qiu.

South City.

While Lu Ci Qiu was away, Ye Jianqing limped to the county government dungeon alone on her crutches. She wanted to see the murderer. She heard that Zhang Quansheng hadn't gotten anything out of the murderer in the past few days, which made her very interested in the murderer.

When she arrived at the county government office, she ran into Zhang Quansheng, who had a droopy face and looked exhausted.

"General Zhang, what's wrong? You look so sad." Ye Jianqing walked up to him and greeted him.

Zhang Quansheng was very surprised to see Ye Jianqing. He was a little unhappy to see that she came out alone with a crutch. He frowned and said, "Sister Xiaoqing, why are you here? Didn't His Highness ask you to rest in your room? Why are you limping out like this?"

Ye Jianqing glanced around and made sure that there was no sign of Lu Ciqiu nearby. Then he walked up to him and whispered, "General Zhang, please don't tell anyone. I escaped on my own. I heard that the murderer was very tight-lipped, so I wanted to come and see if I could get anything out of him."

"This is just nonsense. We are the ones who can find the murderer. Just take a good rest instead of fooling around like that." Zhang Quansheng was worried about her health, so his tone was a little heavier.

"Who is it that you haven't been able to figure out?" Ye Jianqing said jokingly, "Since you guys can't figure it out, I'll give it a try. Maybe I can figure it out."

"Have you told His Highness?"

Ye Jianqing sighed, "Didn't I just tell you that I sneaked out? If you don't take me to see the murderer, I will be caught by the Eighth Prince."

Zhang Quansheng was amused by her, and his pretended serious expression was also ruined by her. He could only smile and lead her to the dungeon: "Then come with me, but this guy is really stubborn and won't say anything. He is also very strange, don't get scared later."

Ye Jianqing frowned. What was so scary about this guy? Was he really ugly?

The man in black lay motionless on the wooden bed in the cell, and even when he heard footsteps, he had no urge to get up and take a look.

"The person is here. He has been like this for the past few days. He won't say anything when asked and doesn't care about torture. Plus, I've been busy these days and have to be with His Highness. I don't have time to take care of him so I just leave him here and ignore him." Zhang Quansheng pointed at the man in black and briefly told Ye Jianqing about what had happened in the past few days.

Ye Jianqing nodded to show that she understood, and then asked Zhang Quansheng to leave for a while. She planned to talk to the man in black alone to see if they could get anything out of it.

After Zhang Quansheng left, Ye Jianqing limped to the door of the cell, looked at the man in black who was sleeping idly inside, and said, "Want to talk?"

The man in black raised his head when he heard her voice. Seeing that it was Ye Jianqing, he stopped sleeping and stood up and walked to the door of the cell.

When he started walking, Ye Jianqing discovered that this man had chains on his hands and feet, and his shoulder blades were also chained. It was painful just looking at it. Ye Jianqing admired this man for being able to do some somersaults. If it were him whose shoulder blades were locked, he would definitely be in so much pain that he wouldn't be able to move.

The black scarf and headscarf on the man in black were removed, and Ye Jianqing finally saw what he looked like. He was not ugly, on the contrary, he was very good-looking, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but his skin, hair and eyelashes were all white. Ye Jianqing knew at a glance that he must be suffering from some kind of disease, or there was something wrong with his genes.

Seeing that she was unmoved, the man in black was a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Ye Jianqing shook her head: "What's there to be afraid of? I've seen a lot of people like you." This was the truth. In today's world where the Internet is well developed, she had seen all kinds of people on the Internet. She had also paid attention to these people with albinism. Those people were very cute, so she didn't think there was anything scary about them.

"You are the second person who is not afraid of me."

"Who's the first one?"

"My master."

"What's your name? I can't always call you hello." Ye Jianqing said to him with a smile. She always felt that he was a completely defenseless person, and he should be the kind of person who grew up in the deep mountains or alone in the mountains. When dealing with such people, Ye Jianqing would always be more patient.

"My name is Arnold." Arnold was really defenseless. He didn't say a word to other people, but when facing Ye Jianqing, he just said his name directly.

"My name is Ye Jianqing, you can call me Sister Xiaoqing."

Arnold looked at her with disdain, compared their heights with his hands, and said, "You look younger than me, so you should call me Brother Arnold."

Ye Jianqing smiled helplessly. Well, how could she forget that she was now a thirteen-year-old girl.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Ye Jianqing asked.

Arnold thought about it, shook his head and said, "I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to kill that man."

"Then why did you kill him?"

"My uncle told me to kill him, so I went."

Uncle? Sometimes he called him master, sometimes he called him uncle. There were two people mentioned in Arnold's mouth. Who were these two people? Who was the one who was behind Arnold's actions?

"Who is your master? And who is that uncle?"

"Master is Master, and uncle is Master's friend. He has been taking care of me since Master passed away."

"Then how did you get to know your master?"

"When I was little, everyone despised me, except my master. He saved me and brought me to the mountain."

"So you have been living with Master ever since then?"

Arnold nodded.

"Then do you know that killing is wrong?"

Arnold shook his head again. "Killing is killing. Master told me to kill, so I did. Master said those people deserved it."

"So what else did your master teach you?"

"Master taught me martial arts."

"Did your master tell you anything when he taught you martial arts?"

"Master said that he is the only one in the world who doesn't despise me for being a weirdo. As long as I practice martial arts seriously and listen to him, he will never abandon me."

"Did he say anything else to you?"

"Master said that I couldn't talk to anyone and couldn't go outside. I was the safest only with him. Master was right. As soon as I came out, I was caught by you. You locked me up and beat me."

Hearing this, Ye Jianqing's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. It could be seen that Arnold had probably suffered a lot because of his physical problems since childhood and was mistaken for a monster. Later, after being taken back by his master, he had been trained as a killing machine, which led to his current simple character that could not distinguish right from wrong.

Because Ye Jianqing also grew up in Lu Zhixing's secret guard camp, she knew the feeling of being trained as a killing machine, so at this time, she felt particularly sorry for Arnold. Fortunately, she came through time and space, and she had her own consciousness, while Arnold had always been in the mountains, never met other people, and had never learned other knowledge. Everything in his mind was taught to him by his master, so he didn't understand anything.

"Your master doesn't allow you to talk to other people, so you didn't talk to those brothers, right?" Ye Jianqing seemed to know why he didn't answer anything Zhang Quansheng asked, and didn't speak even when he was tortured.

"They are all bad people, I won't talk to them." Arnold said aggrievedly.

"Then why are you talking to me?"

"Because you're different."

"How am I different?"

"I don't know, but the first time I saw you I felt you were different, so I was willing to talk to you. My master asked me to kill that man and you, but I didn't want to kill you. This is the first time that there is someone I don't want to kill." Arnold's words made people feel sincere from the bottom of their hearts.

"Thank you for not killing me."

Although he knew that he was here to kill Lu Ci Qiu, and he also knew that he might have killed those innocent people in front of him, Ye Jianqing just couldn't hate him. Perhaps it was because he simply didn't understand the meaning of killing.

"How many people have you killed before?"

Arnold carefully counted the number of people he had killed in his mind, but he found that he couldn't count, and was very upset: "I don't know, many, many."

"Have you ever killed a very rich man in Sannan Mountain before?"

Arnold nodded: "Yes, that man brought a lot of gold, and then the gold was sent to the hut by the master."

It seems that he killed Shi Wenjie.

Ye Jianqing tried to speak to Arnold in the most gentle voice possible: "Arnold, you know, killing is a very bad thing. You should never do it again in the future."

"Why is killing a bad thing? After Master died, my uncle kept asking me to kill people. He said those were the people who bullied him. So shouldn't those who bullied my uncle be killed?"

Ye Jianqing frowned. Who was that person and what was his intention in training Arnold?

"Who is this uncle you keep talking about?"

"Uncle is uncle. I don't know his name, I only know what he looks like."

Ye Jianqing wanted to ask something else, but her eyes suddenly fell on his bleeding shoulder. She suddenly felt sad and asked, "Does your shoulder hurt?"

Arnold glanced down and said, "It hurts."

"It hurts, but you moved so violently just now."

"I'm used to it. When Master beat me before, it hurt more than this."

Hearing this, Ye Jianqing felt so distressed that she wanted to reach out and touch him. She knew that if she expressed her distress for Arnold at this time, she might be able to gain his favor, but for some reason Ye Jianqing didn't want to do that. The distress she showed was pure and without any impurities.

She didn't want her heartache to be exploited and used as a medium to kill Arnold.

"Are you hungry?" Ye Jianqing asked again.

Arnold reached out and touched his belly, nodding shyly.

Seeing him like this, Ye Jianqing felt that he was just like a little child, so he opened his mouth and asked Zhang Quansheng to come down.

Zhang Quansheng came down, and Ye Jianqing told him everything. He was surprised that Arnold had told Ye Jianqing everything. He was also surprised at Arnold's life experience.

So at this time Ye Jianqing proposed to take off the ring on Arnold's shoulder blade, and Zhang Quansheng agreed. But Zhang Quansheng also made a request, that is, to ensure that Arnold would not escape, would not hurt anyone, and stayed here honestly.

After getting Arnold's promise, Zhang Quansheng took off the ring and asked the doctor who came with the army to apply medicine to Arnold's wound.

Arnold was very grateful to Ye Jianqing. During the process of applying the medicine, he kept holding the corner of Ye Jianqing's clothes and refused to let her go.

Zhang Quansheng noticed his little action and teased Ye Jianqing: "It seems that this child is very dependent on you."

"Arnold suffered a lot in the past." Ye Jianqing sighed, and turned to Arnold and said, "Arnold, I will come to see you when I am free in the next few days, okay?"

Arnold was so happy that his eyebrows were dancing.