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"Ruan An!"

At the moment Ruan An was outside, hearing Xiang Yu's call from inside the imperial study, Ruan An had to turn his attention back from the snowy road ahead, turned around and walked to the door of the imperial study.

Responding to the sound and walking into the imperial study, Ruan An bowed and walked towards Xiang Yu.As soon as he walked in front of him, the ground was in a mess, the memorials on the table were scattered everywhere, the red sandalwood hairs on the desk rolled to the ground, the inkstone was knocked over, thick black ink was splashed everywhere.

"This?" Ruan An couldn't help being startled, wondering while asking, "Your Majesty, what is this..."

As soon as he raised his head, Ruan Ansheng was stopped, and the words in his throat were stuck.

Holding the memorial in his hand, Xiang Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he asked forcefully, "Has King Huai sorted out my memorial?"

Ruan An's heart trembled, and he replied: "Returning to Your Majesty, since His Highness Huai entered the imperial study room, His Highness Huai has handled all matters, and the memorials on the imperial case have also been sorted out by His Highness Huai."

Even, it's not just sorting out, Zhu Rong also sits in the imperial study room, holding Zhu Zhu's hand to approve the papers on behalf of Xiang Yu, every book on this imperial case, every line opened, every word Zhuang Rong has read, After reading it, arrange it according to the urgency and severity of the notes.

"You remember correctly?" Xiang Yu's eyes were bloodshot after frantically searching just now.He asked Ruan An again, but his hands trembled more and more while holding the memorial.

"Yes, I dare not speak nonsense."

After getting the answer, Xiang Yu opened the memorial, while Ruan An stood aside, he saw His Majesty's hands were clearly shaking.

As the memorial unfolded, the content inside was reflected line by line into Xiang Yu's eyes that were about to burst.

Chen Mohu said that I would like to play——

"Chen Mo Hu said, I would like to play;

As a minister, the first thing is to support the foundation of the country, upright the way of the monarch, and ask the people to order.As a minister, I swear to be upright and upright, to be honest and straightforward.Let me ask myself, even though I have been mediocre all my life, I haven't made a big deal for my family..."

"The minister looks up to the sky, bows to the ground, and lives up to his heart. But the matter of the Ning clan violated his heart, like a thorn in the throat, making the minister sleepless at night and restless all day long. In the third year of Zhenyuan, the minister found Ning in the ruins of the Ning clan. Ninghuaiyu and Ningzu’s written documents, written by Ninghuaiyu himself, covered with Wunu’s seal, Ninghuaiyu and Ningzu have committed a serious crime of betraying the country and colluding with the enemy. It is absolutely clear that there is no way to justify this crime! It’s indistinguishable!”

"The minister is sincere, stupid and despicable. He is not up to the task, but he knows the word "justice". Therefore, if you die, please ask the holy judge, and you will be righteous tomorrow!"

Xiangrong read Hu Moyue's memorial, but he didn't say anything.

Seven years ago, the Ning clan was wronged and redressed. When the Ning clan returned to Changling City, the Wunu invaded and the border was in turmoil.No one thought that the Ning clan, who had been cleared of treason charges and rehabilitated, would really be treasonous. After Ning Huaiyu returned to Changling City, he secretly colluded with Wu Nu and sent news back and forth.

All the facts were written in this memorial by Mo Hu Ri, and Rong Rong once opened it in front of him.Open it, read it line by line, and then calmly and indifferently close your hands, and then the next book, the whole process without the slightest disturbance.

Calm as if... I knew it early in the morning.

Immediately, all of Xiang Yu's tight logical thoughts seemed to be cut off by someone, and he was numb, almost unable to think.

The Ning family is his blood relatives. How many people of the Ning family died in the case of treason, and those who survived the disaster and returned to Changling City after many years are compatible with all hopes. He hopes for the good of the Ning family and Ning Huai Yu is good, he thinks that everything can start again, and it is possible to start again.

But no, the century-old Ninh family was overthrown and destroyed by countless hands of all the subjects of Dai Viet in an unjust case. The rubble in the ruins cannot rebuild a loyal and prosperous Ninh House, nor can the memory that was once abandoned by the entire country. Erase, hatred destroyed the Ning family.

Compatible know.

He knew the truth of everything, but he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, acting as if nothing had happened.

Compatibility why not say!

Xiang Yu propped his hands on the table, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were slamming into the red eye sockets, thoughts kept turning in his mind, and there were only three words in his mind: why!

suddenly--

Suddenly, there was a sound of candle oil bursting, and as all the sounds in Xiang Yu's ears disappeared, his rushing thoughts suddenly froze.

He remembered that when Xu Hanyuan let go of Rong Rong's wrist and slowly stood up from the ground, the dim light in the room rose tremblingly, and the dim yellow color was reflected on Xu Hanyuan's face.

Xu Hanyuan knelt in front of him: "The edge of the wound is neat and neat, and Yichen can tell it's a sword wound."

"It's just that there is still a little injury on the body of Prince Huai's palace..."

"What else?"

"Ordinary scars, the new flesh that grows after the injury is generally pink and white, and the old and new joints are white. If you take good care of it, it only takes two or three years. There is no trace, even if the scar does not fade. Compared with the surrounding intact It should be more obvious, but the prince is quite different."

"Returning to His Majesty, I still have burning wounds."

Xiang Yu was puzzled, biting these two words over and over again, but at this moment, the burning candlestick by the bedside suddenly fell down, and the moment it touched the ground, the flames instantly ignited, and the heat wave rushed over, and the whole room was ablaze. Heavy fire.

Xu Hanyuan's words rushed towards him together with the raging fire: "When the sword is cut, the blood oozes out and has not yet condensed, and at the same time, it burns the flesh when it encounters the fire..."

As soon as the voice fell, it was followed by ghosts full of resentment in hell, with countless mouths lingering in the ear and talking continuously, one after another.

"Today, the leader of the Shadow Guard went to the collapsed ruins of the Ning clan to check and found something unexpectedly..."

"Your Majesty, it's blood."

"67 beams were broken, 42 wooden cores were dark brown, stained two inches high, and the traces of old blood penetrated into the wood."

"...The Ning clan may have had a tragic massacre."

There is no trace left!

Just at this time, outside the hall where the wind and snow were whistling, a clear voice suddenly rose.

"Bai Qingjin, a civil daughter, has a grievance to report. She risked her life to beg to see His Majesty. Please allow me!"

Covered in the cold wind, Bai Qingjinfu knelt outside the door of the imperial study, with two shadow guards standing on her left and right sides.

Xiang Yu didn't pin all his hopes on the shadow guard. Finding a needle in a haystack is too far-fetched, so it's better to cast another bait and let the fish bite by itself.

The news that the Imperial Forest Army went to the Taifang Mausoleum was quickly spread. Xiangyu sent heavy troops to guard the Huai Palace. The people in the Huai Palace knew nothing about what happened to the outside world, and there was no way to pass on the news. Naturally, the Huai Palace could not go out. Clarify the rumors that were deliberately spread.

Sure enough, the news of Xiang Rong's serious illness really stirred up waves.But what the shadow guard never expected was that it was Princess Huai Bai Qingjin who had "died" three years ago.

"Bai Qingjin, a civil daughter, has a grievance to report. She risked her life to beg to see His Majesty. Please allow me."

Bai Qingjin looked at the gate of the imperial study room, gritted her teeth, and became ruthless. A weak woman hissed and clanged in the wind: "His Royal Highness Huai King of Dayue has a grievance. The daughter of the people has come to Chen Xue to beg to see His Majesty at the risk of death. Please allow me to see you." allow!"