After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

Capital city, Ningfu.

The wind rustled the leaves and the study was dead silent.

Although Ning Hechu and Zhong Ruliang contacted each other seldom, at least they communicated back and forth. However, there was no response to the letter he sent this time. Even the goods he sent a few days ago had no news. His eyelids were twitching and he felt a little uneasy.

"No news from Mingzhou yet?"

Ning Hechu narrowed his eyes and spoke in a slightly colder voice.

His subordinates were sweating profusely: "My lord, not yet. But we have sent someone over!"

Fearing being held accountable, the subordinate replied quickly.

Ning Hechu lowered his eyes slightly and said nothing. After a while, he smiled inexplicably: "Wen Hemian just left, and then Mingzhou had a problem. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

The second half of the sentence had a slightly heavy tone, sounding somewhat fierce, and the cold eyes that fell on the person were as sharp as a knife.

Thinking about the fact that several groups of people he had sent out before and after were completely wiped out, Ning Hechu was already a little restless.

"The Wen family..." He repeated it in an ambiguous tone, then changed his tone, "No need to send anyone, withdraw everyone, and don't contact Mingzhou for the time being."

Ning Hechu sometimes felt that Wen Hemian was like someone who had seen a ghost. He could always block his next path accurately. He thought he had done it secretly enough, but he didn't expect to be exposed anyway.

Once this matter comes to light, it means that she has enough evidence in her hands. Moreover, the incident happened suddenly, and Ning Hechu knew that Zhong Ruliang was definitely not prepared to deal with it.

If you continue to cut off, you will suffer the consequences.

Even if Ning Hechu was reluctant, he had to cut off this arm.

"But my lord..."

Thinking about the things that were transported there, I feel unwilling to accept it. Those are not things that can be found in normal times!

"That's enough. Take care of your own business." Ning Hechu shouted, "Where is the person we arrested in that temple? How come there is no news after so long?"

The subordinate looked aggrieved, and had to say, "It was intercepted by someone."

"I said there's something wrong with her identity. Keep investigating! I don't believe there's no flaw at all!"

Ning Hechu also thought at first that Wen Hemian was really the sickly person as rumored. However, apart from being a little weak, she had not even had a serious illness in these years. She looked very healthy, and the assassins he sent out had never returned, which had long made him suspicious.

Although Prince Huai Ling said that he had a very bad relationship with the royal family, he has been guarding the border peacefully all these years. How can we know whether Wen Hemian was a pawn pushed out by them!

military power!

If he had the military power, he would have rebelled long ago. How could that little puppet have the turn to sit on the throne and grow up?

Now that the young emperor has gradually gained supporters in the court and the princes are still ready to make moves in their fiefdoms, Ning Hechu has reached a dilemma.

Ning Hechu took a few deep breaths before he suppressed his thoughts and raised his hand, waving, "Get out of here."

Sooner or later, you will have to find an opportunity to replace it.

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Keeping Minnesota's finances at an unbiased level is a technical job.

But over time, hidden dangers will eventually arise.

There are big problems with both subsidies to the people and local taxation, especially the materials for reinforcing the dam, which are all shoddy. It is only fortunate that the dam has not burst in recent years.

After all these repairs, almost all the silver that Zhong Ruliang had embezzled and the silver they had seized had been spent. All the officials, big and small, were punished, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Except for the mastermind, the rest were interrogated and executed on a chosen day, under the personal supervision of Zhou Ting, who also sent people to post their crimes at the entrance of the downtown area so that the people could see them clearly.

On the day of the execution, many people gathered to watch the excitement, and the entire venue was packed with people. When the time came, the executioner raised his knife and the head fell to the ground immediately.

Wen Hemian and Xie Lang found a high place to stand and watch.

This place has been booked in advance, so no one will come to disturb them.

Both of them had excellent eyesight and could see the bloody scene from a long distance away. The onlookers were not afraid at all and some even cheered. They thought that with one less corrupt official, they could live a better life.

Although she could not smell the blood, Wen Hemian's stomach still felt churning. She held on to the railing, gripping it tightly.

Suddenly, a pair of hands covered her eyes, and the boy approached from behind. Xie Lang lowered his voice and said with a little hoarseness: "If you are not used to it, why did you come to see it?"

Wen Hemian would not be soft-hearted on major issues, but over the years, Xie Lang had killed people personally, but she had never taken a life, and at most she would leave it to her subordinates to deal with.

Xie Lang actually couldn’t understand why Wen Hemian insisted on coming to see him today.

His master stood there cleanly, and he took care of the bloody and dirty things.

It was rare that Wen Hemian did not immediately reject his approach. He blinked, firmly pulled down his hand, and said in a gentle tone: "You have to get used to it."

"If a fight really breaks out between Ning Hechu and me someday, I can't just sit back and watch, right?"

In fact, it will be fine after the pain subsides. The corners of Wen Hemian's lips are slightly raised, as beautiful as peach blossoms, and her eyes are sparkling. She is extremely beautiful.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes, staring in shock for a moment, and wanted to say what was wrong, but Wen Hemian spoke before he could.

"Your Majesty, please don't say that you can protect me. I am from the Wen family. Even my father and mother would not want to see me become a coward. If I choose this path, I should bear the responsibilities and costs that I should bear."

Even though what he is saying now are all hypothetical, Wen Hemian knows that that day will come sooner or later, and the bloody conflict between Xie Lang and Ning Hechu is inevitable.

Besides, since she has replaced the original identity, she should not lose the integrity of the Wen family.

However, what Wen Hemian can be sure of is that she will definitely stick to her bottom line and not become a bloodthirsty killer. Killing those who should be killed is another matter.

"Master..."

Xie Lang smiled and shook his head. He stood half a step behind Wen Hemian and calmly put down his hand, but his eyes were always fixed on her back.

It was this person who disguised herself as a man and overcame all obstacles to bring him to his current position. Xie Lang was undoubtedly grateful, but when this gratitude was mixed with another complex emotion, he couldn't help but despise himself.

Coveting his teacher was not only a heinous crime, but he also became the kind of despicable person he described himself.

Immoral feelings seemed to be born to be shameful. He didn't even dare to imagine how Wen Hemian would look at him when he found out the truth.

Disappointed or shocked?

But he asked himself, am I willing to let go?

It's definitely not possible.

All I can do is... stay awake and watch myself sink deeper and deeper.