Jun Jiuling

The interior is like an ink pen dipping into water, the thick blackness spreads out and then gradually fades away, and the sky gradually brightens to dispel the night.

Zhu Zan heard the movement behind him and turned his head to meet Miss Shangjun's gaze.

She didn't get up and was still wrapped in the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes staring at Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan gathered his clothes together and put on guard.

"What do you want?" he said.

Miss Jun couldn't help laughing, and immediately became quiet again.

"Did you sleep all night?" she asked.

Although he didn't look as frightened as he was, he must have been shocked when he heard such an astonishing thing, just like himself, he hid under the quilt and stayed up all night, and he sat like this all night.

"Does it seem scary and ridiculous the more you think about it?" She said with a self-deprecating smile.

Zhu Zan frowned.

"The truth of the matter is still unclear." He said, "Maybe it was just King Qi who did it back then, and your grandfather didn't know about it."

How to explain the imperial decree of the first emperor?

And can this kind of thing be done by one person?

Although the specific details are not yet known, the truth is not much better than the current guess.

Miss Jun lowered her eyes.

"Besides, even if this is the case, there is nothing to think about." Zhu Zan continued, "Isn't it just a struggle for imperial power, and this kind of thing is rare? To put it bluntly, the first emperor refused to take back Emperor Renxiao, although it was inappropriate. Love, but it is very reasonable for an emperor who is greedy for imperial power, of course, it is wrong for him to do so, and his character is not very good, but this kind of thing is really nothing to think about."

Having said that, he touched his nose again.

"Of course, I'm different from you. In my eyes, he is an emperor. Of course, the heart of an emperor cannot be regarded as usual. To put it bluntly, the emperor and his subjects rely on and guard against each other. I never expected a The emperor is a benevolent person."

Anyway, the emperor is a bad person in his eyes, and there is nothing surprising about bad people doing bad things.

It was so straightforward that it was cruel. Miss Jun understood what he meant.

Zhu Zan's voice slowed down a bit.

"As for you, that's your grandfather, that's your great-grandfather, that's your uncle, and you're a relative in your heart. It's really hard to be scary and hard to accept that a relative is so ruthless and life-and-death."

Miss Jun lowered her eyes and suddenly smiled again.

"Really, why do you say such a terrible thing? It seems like I made a fuss and made trouble out of no reason." She said.

"Otherwise, the matter is already like this, do you want to apologize for your grandfather's suicide?" Zhu Zan spread his hands and said.

Miss Jun glanced at him.

"At the beginning, if the ransom was paid enough, let alone the life and death of Emperor Renxiao, the war would not have been so tragic and lasted for more than ten years, right?" she said.

Before she finished speaking, Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows.

"Your words are ridiculous." He said in a deep voice, "Redemption? Not to mention that the gold thieves broke my city and slaughtered my people to occupy my land. Just saying this word of redemption is a shame. This kind of shame can only be achieved by bloody battles." Clean up, at that time, maybe the first emperor was sincere in negotiating a peace, but the Jin people are absolutely ruthless, insufficient or sufficient ransom is the same for them, insufficient ransom makes them take the opportunity to make trouble, even if the ransom is sufficient, they will not stop there."

He looked proud and angry.

"And my father and other officers and soldiers fought fiercely with the Jin people, was it just because Emperor Renxiao was killed? Even if they returned Emperor Renxiao, what about the blood feud of hundreds of thousands of people? What about the land they invaded? Now you say Is this kind of words worthy of the countless officers and soldiers who have fought for more than ten years?"

Miss Jun lifted the quilt and sat up straight.

"I just said casually, why are you losing your temper." She said.

"You can't just talk about this kind of thing." Zhu Zan said with a serious face.

Miss Jun said oh.

"I was wrong," she said cosmetically.

Zhu Zan snorted and turned around.

"I don't feel ashamed." Miss Jun continued.

Hearing this, Zhu Zan turned around again.

"What are you ashamed of?" he said.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"I always thought it was only natural that I survived, but now it seems..." she said.

"What's the matter now? Isn't this more confirmed now?" Zhu Zan interrupted her and said, "Your grandfather ignored his father and younger brother for selfish desires, and your emperor uncle killed his brother and forced his father to seize the throne. Isn't this just the reincarnation of heaven? Retribution? How fair and just."

Miss Jun looked at him with a strange expression, as if he was about to speak.

"Just say what you want." Zhu Zan said condescendingly, holding his arms and raising his head.

"This is obviously a sad thing, but when you say it, it's kind of funny and ridiculous," Miss Jun said.

Zhu Zan was not ashamed, but smiled.

"Things in this world may be ridiculous." He said lightly, "We laugh at others, others laugh at us, we laugh at our predecessors, and future generations laugh at us, who is right and wrong, people have a clear conscience, and heaven has justice."

Miss Jun didn't speak.

"No matter what your imperial grandfather did, this is not the reason why your father should be killed by your imperial uncle." Zhu Zan said, "And it has nothing to do with your revenge for your father."

Miss Jun snorted and looked at Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan also looked at her.

Neither of the two spoke, as if they were waiting for the other to speak, and they didn't seem to know what to say, so they looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Miss Jun laughed first, and Zhu Zan suddenly lost his previous solemnity, and looked away uncomfortably.

"It's ridiculous that I want to overthrow everything I planned. Not only can I not stop it, but I have to persuade Mrs. Fang to let those people take the money." Miss Jun said.

As she spoke, she untied the messy temples with one hand, and simply put them back together before getting out of bed.

Because she slept under the quilt all night without taking off her clothes, her clothes were a little messy, Miss Jun lowered her head to tidy up, Zhu Zan rolled her eyes and looked away.

"Of course, this is a royal scandal after all. No wonder the Fang family was assassinated to silence them. Although the official silver for the third year of Taiyan was made in secret and not many people know about it, it is inevitable that such a big thing as the casting of silver will be recorded. If someone knows, if it is leaked, then..." He said, before he finished speaking, Miss Jun suddenly came over and hugged him.

"Thank you," she whispered.

This wasn't the first time she hugged her, and it wasn't the first time she touched her to say thank you. It seemed to be the first time, Zhu Zan thought with a stiff body and a little confusion.

Back then, he went mad once outside Prince Huai's mansion, when he promised her to cure King Huai and save her life, of course now he understood why she suddenly went crazy at that time.

It was an expression of gratitude, a thank you that cannot be expressed in words, and now that thank you can be said.

Thank you, fortunately, there is him, who can let her speak unscrupulously to vent, or else I will go crazy.

That being the case, he can't be too stingy if he comes and doesn't reciprocate.

Zhu Zan raised his hand to return the gift, but the person in his arms let go and stood away.

"I'm going to do something." She said, and walked out quickly.

Zhu Zan's hand was still in mid-air.

"Hello." He couldn't help shouting.

Miss Jun looked back at him.

"What?" she asked.

"So, hug for nothing?" Zhu Zan said, looking aside.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Ah, it's just a waste of hugs, what's the matter?" she said.

Zhu Zan was a little dumbfounded.

"Not much," he said, "just ask."

Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and walked out.

Only then did Zhu Zan look towards the door and squeezed his fingers.

"Look at it, touch it, touch it, hug it, it's irresponsible." He muttered.

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Standing outside the door of the Fang family's mansion again, Miss Jun was in a complicated mood and her steps were a little heavy. The ambition she had when she returned from the capital had disappeared, and she didn't even know how to face the old lady Fang.

At this moment, she also wanted to curse like Zhu Zan's first reaction after learning about the incident.

Oh my god, you really treat everything as a straw dog.

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(Thanks to Chu Yun for rewarding the leader

Thanks to Autumn Solstice Fenglufan, Bingyi from the South for rewarding He Shibi, thank you, thank you all)