Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Standing in the shadow behind the window of the study, Xu Yinhe calmly looked at the three children who were still confronting each other in the courtyard.

At first, he did want to mediate, but after Xu Yuan's explanation, he could no longer stop it.

He heard the core problem in Changtian's long lie, so although his words seemed neutral, he was actually supporting the third child.

In the whole incident, except for the third child, the other two young people in the family made all principled mistakes.

And compared with the fourth child crossing the line to transfer funds, what the eldest child did was even more presumptuous.

From the moment Xu Yuan returned to Beijing in the prime minister's palace, Xu Changge could no longer sing against him on many things.

Of course, this does not mean that Xu Changge can no longer beat Xu Yuan. The prime minister's mansion is not a place with strict class like the royal family. The two brothers have been like this since they were young. With Xu Yuan's temper, how could he not go and cause trouble for Xu Changge after his cultivation?

But there must be two prerequisites for the two to take action.

First, it cannot be done in front of outsiders, and second, it does not involve the core power of the Xiangfu.

And Xu Changge just violated the second one.

He could stop Xu Yuan from bullying his fourth sister, but after knowing what Xu Xinyao had done, he should have stopped and watched immediately, instead of continuing to protect her and attack Xu Yuan.

His behavior,

has already exceeded the power of the heir to the Xiangfu.

Thinking of this, Xu Yinhe's eyes looking out the window became a little complicated.

He knew that this was due to Xu Changge's temperament.

In the eyes of the eldest son, Changtian is still more of his younger brother than the identity of the heir to the Xiangfu.

The original intention is not bad, but it is the root of trouble.

This time Xinyao privately requisitioned 7 million supplies, which is a trivial matter. As a father, he can forgive it with one word, but what about the future?

If he is gone in the future, when the third brother makes a decision that is not in line with the eldest brother's wishes, he will jump out to sing the opposite tune. What will the people below think?

After a little bit of accumulation, what will the third brother think?

Xu Yinhe believed that the third brother would not be ruthless, but power is always ruthless.

Staring at the third son in the courtyard, Xu Yinhe's eyes were complicated.

Changtian should be able to understand the meaning of his words.

Xu Yuan certainly understood, and was even slightly excited.

Dad's words that he could ignore the conflict between the two brothers actually meant that he wanted him to enlighten the eldest brother.

And the means were irrelevant.

I wanted to beat this king, and now I have a good reason.

The water-repellent formation blocked the rain curtain in the sky, and the autumn wind blew through the golden sycamore trees in the courtyard, and the leaves fell.

Xu Yuan walked towards the study, and did not forget to look at the eldest brother with deep meaning.

Xu Changge directly ignored Xu Yuan's provocation.

Although he did not agree, he did it, so he did not want to bother with this kid for the time being.

But soon,

Xu Changge saw from the corner of his eye that the third brother raised his hand, pointed at him, and then pointed at the ground in the courtyard, and made a lip shape.

If you have the guts, don't run.

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It felt like there were ants crawling on my fist.

After taking two deep breaths, Xu Changge looked away, still not wanting to argue with his brother, but after seeing the boy's face full of mockery, he finally broke down.

After taking a deep breath, Xu Changge glanced at the boy coldly and uttered four words:

[Go to Jiange]

After the words fell,

Shua————

With a gust of breeze, a blue dress disappeared in an instant.

The speed was so fast that the invincible Transcendental strongman of the same level subconsciously stopped.

Looking at the direction where Xu Changge left, Xu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Bad.

Transcendental.

"Dad, did Xu Changge really break through?"

Xu Yuan asked as the first sentence after entering the door.

The study room is still the same study room, with complicated bookshelves, piled files, and the air is filled with the fragrance of incense and paper rolls and ink, but the desk at the deepest part seems to have been replaced with a new one.

But this time, Xu Yinhe did not read the documents behind the desk, but sat beside the tea table on the east side of the study, brewing fragrant tea.

Hearing Xu Yuan's question, Xu Yinhe did not answer immediately. He held a small pot and used boiling spring water to scald the porcelain cup. He slowly finished many tea orders, pushed a cup of steaming fragrant tea to Xu Yuan who was already sitting opposite, and dispersed the rain shelter formation in the inner courtyard. Then he said softly:

"Well, it has broken through."

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Looking at the porcelain cup in front of him and the hot steam on it, Xu Yuan was entangled for a while, and suddenly smiled with relief:

"Since Xu Changge has also broken through, father, you still let me knock him, which means that my strength is already"

"When did your father tell you to use violence to persuade Changge?"

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The air was suddenly silent.

Without the barrier of the formation, the endless autumn rain fell drop by drop, hitting the eaves, and the autumn wind blowing through the window lattice was a little cool, blowing on the body.

Looking at the three sons in front of him, Xu Yinhe's deep eyes revealed a faint smile:

"Are you scared?"

"No, no, how could it be possible?"

Xu Yuan denied three times in a row, and said slowly: "I had already guessed that he had broken through the mortal world on the way back to Beijing, and I just verified it, and I was a little surprised."

Autumn rain listens to the wind, Xu Yinhe sipped a sip of light green tea, and said:

"If you really don't want to, your father can go to Jiange and tell Changge in person."

"No need."

Xu Yuan quickly refused.

The order to beat his brother that was finally obtained can't be wasted like this.

"It's just a little more troublesome. Even if he breaks through the transformation, my chance of winning will only drop from 10% to 90%."

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Xu Yinhe stared at the smile on the face of the third son across from him for a few breaths, and said with a smile:

"Not bad, very confident."

Xu Yuan was not modest and said directly:

"If you don't have such cultivation, why would you participate in the Emperor's Security situation?"

Xu Yinhe rubbed the porcelain cup with his fingertips and said leisurely:

"Being a father has meant a lot in my life, but I didn't expect you to grow up so fast, Changtian."

Xu Yuan picked up the porcelain cup in front of him and took a sip, saying:

"After all, time is running out, and many things must be done at risk."

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Autumn rain listens to the wind, warm fire makes tea.

Xu Yinhe's expression remained calm, but there was a hint of self-blame hidden in his deep black eyes.

Although he had not seen it in person, his subordinate Zhuan Bao reported to him most of the things that the three sons in front of him had experienced in the past few years.

Whether it was the destruction of the Xu Mansion in Jingjiang, the trip to Vientiane City, or the war to massacre the barbarians.

Every time he was born towards death, even if he took a small step wrong, he would be completely doomed.

The recent great changes in the Western Desert were caused by his father's misjudgment, which put Chang Tiansuo in a situation of almost no life or death.

But even so,

The kid in front of him still found a way out of that dead situation.

But it wasn't supposed to be like this.

These things and risks were originally supposed to be completed by his father, but now they were all placed on the shoulders of the third son in front of him.

Xu Yinhe wanted to say something, but only three words came out:

"very nice."

Be quiet for a while,

Xu Yinhe took a deep breath, slowly put down the porcelain cup, and said very solemnly:

"Changtian, thank you.

"You create a lot of options for dads."

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It was the first time that his father thanked him so solemnly. Xu Yuan was a little stunned, but after thinking for a moment, he smiled and said:

"Father, thank you is the most worthless word in the world."

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Xu Yinhe was a little surprised. Just as he was about to ask the third son what he wanted, he saw Xu Yuan take out two bottles of jade bottle wine directly from the Xumi Ring and said:

"So instead of drinking tea today, we'll drink a bar."

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Hearing this, the most powerful Prime Minister of Great Yan showed a rare look of confusion, but then he nodded in agreement, with a smile in his low and steady tone:

"Of course you can, but Changtian, where did you get this century-old fragrant phoenix altar?"

Xu Yuan poured wine for his father and said casually:

"I went to the Black Prison to meet my grandpa, and he gave it to me."

Xu Yinhe took the porcelain cup, took a sip, and said softly:

"It seems that Lou Ji helped you hide a lot of things."

"I asked her to do this, and I hope my father won't be offended."

This kind of behavior was very transgressive, but Xu Yuan knew that the father would not care, so he directly said what he was thinking:

"I want to free grandpa."

"Can."

"I went to see my grandpa some time ago, and he no longer hates me. Huh?"

Halfway through his words, Xu Yuan suddenly raised his eyes and asked hesitantly:

"Father, do you agree now?"

"You have to make your own judgment when you do this. You don't have to explain it to your father."

Xu Yinhe sipped the familiar yet unfamiliar wine, with a hint of reminiscence in his dark eyes, and whispered:

"My father just gave them instructions in Mo Yin Pavilion."

What did this father order?

it goes without saying.

There is a high probability that Lou Ji and others will obey his orders to the greatest extent.

But, is this a little too hasty?

Seeing Xu Yuan's hesitant look, Xu Yinhe explained softly: "They will still inform their father about important matters."

Xu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

He thought the father was preparing to hand over power directly to prepare for his funeral.

It would be fine just to supervise the country in advance.

However, compared to the current prince, whose symbol was greater than reality, the real power on his side was obviously greater.

Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan suddenly asked:

"Father, when I entered the capital, I only saw Li Zhaoyuan's army in the north of Di'an City, our Heilin Army and Wuchenghou Beifeng Army."

"This is what the Holy One means."

Xu Yinhe spoke calmly and glanced in the direction of the palace: "The rebellion in the three northern continents has been put down, but people are still needed to garrison them."

Xu Yuan was silent for a moment and whispered:

"Is Your Majesty really planning to let Li Zhaoyuan succeed to the throne?"

Xu Yinhe glanced up and asked:

"My father doesn't know what the Holy One means, but you still want to kill him now?"

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silence.

Dad once asked him this question,

That time he answered decisively.

But this time,

This question made Xu Yuan suddenly fall into silence.

When he first saw the internal reference, and saw Li Zhaoyuan uniting with Wanyao Sect to use the epidemic to devastate tens of thousands of people in the northern border, he felt so disgusted that he almost killed Li Zhaoyuan immediately.

But now.

Xu Yuan found that he had changed.

He has become much more cold-blooded.

The death of thousands of common people is not as hateful as the hatred of Li Junwu alone.

Xu Yinhe looked at the third son who fell silent, and gently placed a file in front of Xu Yuan:

"This is the file Lou Ji brought back, about Li Zhaoyuan."

Seeing that the third son did not answer, Xu Yinhe stated in a calm tone:

"Li Zhaoyuan used more than a year to cut off all ties with the sect. Wanyao Valley was slaughtered by him, all evidence was destroyed, and the sect's 100,000 elite soldiers had already returned in the war."

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Hearing this, Xu Yuan subconsciously raised his eyelids.

Wanyao Valley is not a fool, and the sect is even less so.

The former will certainly guard against Li Zhaoyuan erasing his bad deeds and take various countermeasures.

The latter is a bigger problem.

The loyalty of the soldiers and generals, the skills of the military formation, the food, clothing, and medicine of the 100,000 troops, and the families and friends of those soldiers are all uncertain factors.

And these are all what Xu Yuan thought of in an instant, and Li Zhaoyuan will have to solve more problems in reality.

These problems are entangled like a ball of thread, but Li Zhaoyuan only took a year to weave them into his own armor.

The rain hits the window lattice.

Xu Yuan drank the Xiangfeng nectar in the cup and said softly:

"I roughly understand why the emperor would take a fancy to this guy. It seems that he really climbed out of hell."

Xu Yinhe commented:

"Li Zhaoyuan's methods are not inferior to those of Li Yaoxuan back then."

Hearing such a high evaluation, Xu Yuan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the north of the city, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and rubbed the smooth wall of the cup:

"Father, the road to the top of the mountain is difficult to walk, but rolling down should be fast."

The light was dim, and the rain curtain flowed down the eaves and formed a beaded curtain.

Xu Yinhe looked at the coldness in the eyes of the third son in front of him, and did not continue the topic. Instead, he said:

"Although he did not lead the troops, Wu Yuan was ordered to return to the capital, and he should be in the palace now."

Xu Yuan frowned slightly and asked thoughtfully:

"What does the emperor mean by this?"

Li Qingyan should not enter the capital. If Li Yaoxuan really wants to use her, then this breast-wrapped princess should also lead the troops to station near the capital.

"Maybe it's to pave the way for Li Zhaoyuan, or maybe it's for something else. I can't see what Li Yaoxuan is thinking now."

Xu Yinhe answered while looking sideways at the palace on the top of the mountain, whispering in a deep voice:

"Changtian, Jiulong Mountain was once a volcano, and now this volcano is about to erupt. If you want to do anything, do it as soon as possible. Li Yaoxuan doesn't have much time, and the royal family should take action soon."

"In that case, why don't we take the initiative?"

Xu Yuan looked at his father who looked like Gu Tan in front of him.

He didn't understand.

The royal family in "Cangyuan" has no sense of existence, and they have been cleaned up by the Xiangfu in every timeline.

And soon,

the middle-aged man in black robe in front of him gave Xu Yuan the answer:

"I have just said that Changtian, you gave me more choices. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the royal family must be an ally. The Xiangfu alone cannot support this crumbling building."

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The tea has cooled down, and the wine is shaking lightly.

Xu Yuan asked tentatively:

"Is it because of the woman surnamed Wen?"

Xu Yinhe's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked slowly:

"It seems that she told you something."

Xu Yuan nodded, slightly considered the words, and said concisely:

"She said that she wanted to destroy the sky, so she needed to get the world."

After saying this,

Xu Yuan thought that the old man in front of him would not care, but Xu Yinhe lowered his eyes slightly at this time.

In the huge study, there was no sound except the dripping of autumn rain.

After an unknown period of time, Xu Yinhe murmured slowly:

".Want to destroy the sky, so this is it."

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Xu Yuan looked at the old man's expression and asked tentatively:

"Did the woman lie?"

Xu Yinhe did not answer directly, but smiled and said:

"Changtian, investigate your father."

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Xu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still did it honestly.

In the past, his cultivation was not enough, and his spiritual vision could only see darkness, but now he has transcended the ordinary world. Although his father is a saint, he should be able to see through it. And since his father said so, he must be defenseless now.

His spiritual vision extended and swept towards the middle-aged man in black opposite.

The next moment,

Xu Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the smiling middle-aged man opposite with a dull look.

At this moment, his thoughts became very complicated, but these confusions eventually attributed to one thing.

Why did the father in front of him say that he could only live for another twenty years at most.

The incurable disease of Xu Yinhe, the prime minister of Great Yan, was not other things,

but his cultivation,

the uncontrolled and constantly rising cultivation.