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This... is the most unlikely possibility, but it is the only possibility. Only after an extremely bloody and senseless massacre can there be such creepy traces.

If Xiang Yu and Ying Wei's guess is true, if you think about it carefully, the bones of your body will stand on end in an instant.

For such a big event, everything is impossible without traces. Before today, no one knew that an event had happened to the Ning clan, and what exactly was this event, when did it happen, and how long did it take?

No one noticed that once upon a time in this bustling Changling City, people came and went, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, a massacre quietly started and ended quietly. No trace.

And most importantly, the shadow guard said: "It is impossible to determine the time of the incident, so it is impossible to track it down."

Lost the most important clue - time.Who knows what year and month, whether it was half a year ago, a year ago, five years ago, or ten or twenty years ago, or even longer?Without an accurate and clear time, and without a traceable location, searching for this matter is like looking for a needle in a haystack in the long hundred years since the Ning family's mansion was built.

After a short pause, Xi, Xiang Yu suddenly said in a fixed voice: "Five years ago."

The dark guard was taken aback.

The thick ink smeared in Xiang Yu's eyes, laying it out coldly. He raised his head and stared coldly at the shadow guard below: "Five years ago, was there any concealment about the fire of the Ning clan, or was there anything missing?"

When Xiang Yu glanced like this, the back of the dark guard tensed up after many incidents, and immediately said respectfully: "Return to Your Majesty, nothing was missed in the shadow guard's investigation back then, and I reported it all to His Majesty. After that, the Shadow Guard followed His Majesty's order to investigate Ning. Everyone in the family, erase all suspicious traces." At this point, the shadow guard suddenly paused, and he realized that something was wrong, and a moment later, the shadow guard turned pale in astonishment, and raised his head in disbelief, "Your Majesty suspects that what happened to the Ning clan has nothing to do with the five Years ago, the fire..."

Not impossible!

It's not impossible, even if you think about it, all the problems can be solved.

If the Ning clan once had a tragic massacre, no one noticed the incident, and there was no trace after the incident, what should be done to hide it from the sky.

If a big fire had been put down at that time, a big fire that was raging enough to burn overnight would be enough to destroy corpses and wipe out traces, and it would be enough to deceive people's eyes and ears.

A thread strung all the pieces possible.

Five years ago, the Ning people walked into the water at night, and the fire burned the sky in Changling City. In that terrible fire, the Ning people were buried in the sea of ​​flames, and no one survived.And the most weird thing about that fire was that in the cold winter months, the sky and the earth were snowing heavily, it was possible to start such a big fire, and it spread so fast that the fire was so powerful that it was impossible to save it.

After the fire was extinguished, Xiang Yu sent shadow guards to investigate - the fire started in an abandoned courtyard, and besides the 130 three charred corpses, there was also a piece of evidence of the Ning clan's collusion with the enemy presented by Mohu Yue.The shadow guard found nothing to this point, as if it was really just an accident.

After that, there was no further investigation, because it was no longer necessary for Xiang Yu.That fire is not important, what is important is that he got the result he wanted.The evidence of the treason of the Ning clan is solid, and the war between the two countries is imminent. The Ning clan has to be eliminated. The reason why he has been slow to move them is because he cares about compatibility.For so many years, Xiang Rong has been looking forward to the return of the Ning family. After returning, he had such high expectations for Huai Yu. If he knew the truth, he didn't know how much harm Xiang Rong would suffer. Time, gave the Ning family a face.

Later, Xiang Yu burned the cowhide roll to ashes, sent Mo Huyue to a place thousands of miles away, and ordered the Governor of Jingzhao to post a notice stating that the fire of the Ning people was true, and it was still on the day when the Ning people went out and buried The day granted the Ning family the title of Marquis of Yongzhong, and told the people of the world the loyalty of the Ning family.Create a happy illusion for compatibility

No matter it was an accident or other reasons, to Xiang Yu's place, this fire needs to become a real accidental fire, because there is also a secret that Xiang Yu wants to bury in this fire.

"The fire of the Ning Clan, except for Mr. Mo, has not been missed, and Mr. Mo has been tight-lipped about this matter these years, and he will never mention a word."

In front of this seemingly seamless situation created by countless hands, Xiang Yu vetoed it, and clearly said, "There must be more!"

There must be more, there must be something that has not been found, what is missing!

For some unknown reason, Xiang Yu's head began to ache faintly, and his temples throbbed violently, as if being picked by the tip of a knife.

There are countless threads, like a cobweb, and Xiang Yu can't tell what's wrong. He always seems to have missed something extremely important.

Seeing that Xiang Yu had a headache, the dark guard couldn't help stepping forward and asking, "Your Majesty, did you..."

Xiang Yu waved his hands to make the shadow guard back down, pinching his brows, he tried to calm himself down again, but the moment he lowered his head, he saw the memorial on the imperial case.

Xiang Yu was startled suddenly.

The memorials in front of him are piled up like a mountain, Xiang Yu doesn't like outsiders to intervene, let alone palace people, Ruan An knows Xiang Yu's temperament and rarely touches it.Since Rong Rong entered the palace, he would come to the imperial study to accompany him every day.After he came, Ruan An withdrew from the imperial study, and Rong Rong took care of all these trivial matters.From day to night, brew tea, grind ink, serve brushes, and organize.Sometimes when I look up and see him next to me, I feel in a trance that going back in time is just a big dream.

Now these memorials seem to be hiding some mystery, seeing that Xiang Yu suddenly lost control, suddenly got up from the chair, and suddenly looked for it under the puzzled eyes of the shadow guards below.

At the beginning, I flipped through the books one by one, from top to bottom, with my eyes sweeping over the names, one after another.But neither, neither.As if something was urging him from behind, the movements of his hands became faster and faster, and he became more impatient and rude, regardless of his care, he directly pushed down all the memorials in front of him.

Crashing, countless memorials suddenly fell like snowflakes, scattered on the imperial case in a mess, followed by several noises, during the search, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were brushed to the ground by the sleeves one by one, Xiang Yu had no time to take care of it. Just looking for it, the more I searched, the more anxious I became, the more I searched, the more crazy I became.

"Crash-"

Following Xiang Yu's movements, the stack of memorials placed at the corner of the imperial case and pushed down was pushed down.

The shadow guard buried his head, not daring to speak, when suddenly several memorials fell in front of him.

——Hu Moyue, the magistrate of the Su Prefecture in the south of the Yangtze River, played on it.

The shadow guard looked to the side.Hu Moyue's name was written all over the books.The time when each folder was delivered was marked in small characters on the envelope, so the shadow guards took a look at it: March [-]th in the third year of Zhenyuan, November [-]th in the fifth year of Zhenyuan, April [-]th in the seventh year of Zhenyuan. On the [-]th day of the lunar month, on the [-]th day of the fourth month in the third year of Zhenyuan...

For five years, on the [-]th of every month, Hu Moyue would hand over a memorial.In the shadow guard's impression, Jiangnan Su City is a small city, nothing special except that His Royal Highness Huai Wang lives there, there are no natural disasters and no mobs, it is a small city, and it lives in peace, so he will take the trouble to report on anything. .

During the search, Xiang Yu happened to see from the corner of his eye that the shadow guards below were picking up the memorials scattered on the ground one by one. When they saw the words on the top, all the movements of Xiang Yu's hands stopped, and even their breathing was tight. Stretch.

"Give it to me."

Throat was suffocated, voice was tense, Xiang Yu's eyes turned blood red: "Give it to me."