Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"It's not suspicion, it's proof."

In the face of his impoliteness, the first elder was also neither humble nor silent. Those who watched her grow up knew better than anyone Jiang Suiyun's temperament. There was nothing she couldn't do. Back then, they strongly opposed her marriage. Entering the Jiang family, Keqin is obsessed, and they have to say that they can maintain their relationship with the Jiang family by marrying into the Jiang family. It appeared in the Wusun clan, the family was related by marriage, and they couldn’t say anything, but if others forgot, he would not forget that the patriarch Zhuohan and the two elders disappeared only when they went to the Jiang family, although the Jiang family strongly advocated that they were After leaving the Jiang family safely, they couldn't find any evidence to prove that the Jiang family killed the patriarch, so the matter was over. For a long time, he has always believed only half of what the Jiang family said, and he was also wary of them. He never took it lightly. Take this incident as an example. The young master of the Jiang family came to ask for help. Did not promise to help.

"Elder, I believe them. They said that I look like Dad. If I didn't really meet Dad, how could I know?"

Seeing this, Qinglan inserted into their conversation. He has never been out of the mountains, and it is impossible for ordinary people to know who the ten elders of the Wusun Department are. Those who have never met him said that he looked like the missing person when they first met. Like Dad, he is not just a coincidence.

"Have you really met the patriarch? Where is it?"

Finding the entrance, the first elder decisively asked about Zhuohan, but he also had doubts in his heart. They had only been in the southern border for a few months. If they really saw the patriarch, it would prove that the patriarch had always been alive. , why doesn't he come back? Why don't you entrust two strangers to come until you die? The patriarch should know that if they are not careful, maybe they will kill them, so why are there so many questions that need to be sorted out.

"If you haven't seen it before, where did this come from? Don't say that you were lucky enough to pick it up. If you could pick it up, you would have picked it up long ago."

As Ling Jingxuan spoke, he took out the blood-red egg stone from his purse again. The nine elders present, including the young patriarch who had been sitting obediently in the main seat, all stared at the man who was sent to him. The stone in front of the first elder, the first elder almost trembled and stretched out his hand, there is no mistake, this is the precious blood stone of the Wusun tribe that disappeared with the old patriarch.

"Heavenly Blood Stone, it's really a Heavenly Blood Stone."

Holding the ice-cold stone excitedly, the first elder couldn't help but burst into tears. The Heavenly Blood Stone was the treasure that their ancestors obtained in the mountains. The color of the pupils of the patriarch’s pupils is exactly the same, and the ancestors named it the Heavenly Blood Stone. As a symbol passed down from generation to generation by the patriarch, the Heavenly Blood Stone has been in the Wusun tribe for generations, until decades ago, when the patriarch Zhuohan disappeared, the sky Because of this, the whereabouts of the blood stone were also unknown. The rest of the elders bowed to the elder who held the blood stone in their hands, and offered their highest respect. When the blood stone came back, their Wusun tribe was the real Wusun tribe.

"Patriarch!"

The first elder held the Heavenly Blood Stone and presented it to the young patriarch who had walked down. Although the young man was young, he also knew the significance of the Heavenly Blood Stone to the Wusun tribe. After taking the Heavenly Blood Stone, Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan had a deep look on his face. Bow: "Thank you two for sending back the Heavenly Blood Stone for us."

"Thank you two."

With him taking the lead, the elders also bowed together, no matter why they came, whether they had actually seen Zhuohan or not, just the fact that they sent back the blood stone is enough to become friends of their Wusun tribe. .

Chapter 623 The truth, the elder is sick

"You are welcome, Patriarch Zhuohan is kind to us, and it is appropriate to return the noble treasures for him."

Unwilling to accept their big gifts, Ling Jingxuan pulled Yan Shengrui to stand up and clasped his fists in a bow. Everything he did was because of Zhuohan, and had nothing to do with his Wusun clan.

"Princess, you're welcome, please take a seat."

The first elder nodded to the young patriarch. The latter held the blood stone and left temporarily. The first elder greeted them with the remaining elders. Ling Jingxuan was not polite to them. 's favor.

"I don't know when and where the prince and princess met the Zhuohan patriarch?"

Regarding the disappearance of the old patriarch, the first elder has always been suspicious. If the blood stone came back today, he intuitively told him that perhaps Prince Cheng's husband could also relieve him of his doubts.

"In the few days we came to the southern border, I will not hide some things from you. Outside the southern border, your reputation is quite bad, and people outside are basically afraid of you, and I don't know if you have heard of it. As I said, the previous Chief Secretary of Southern Xinjiang will die unexpectedly soon after taking office. After the previous Chief Secretary died unexpectedly again, the emperor apparently appointed my eldest son as the new Chief Secretary, but in fact our husband is responsible. In charge, on the way to Southern Border, we felt that we should find out the basic situation of Southern Border first, so as not to be smeared, and we didn't know what happened when someone was hurt, so the two of us quietly entered the Southern Border in advance. It was about seven days in the border, when the four major families discovered our identity and joined forces to kill us in Tianhong City. We were sent to a river outside the city. We thought it would be safe to cross the river on a bamboo raft. Knowing that everything was arranged by the four major families, the boatman jumped into the water when the bamboo raft was in the middle of the river and cut the twine that bound the bamboo raft underwater. Because I was seriously injured, I had to jump into the river in order to survive. In the middle, when we woke up the next day, people were already on a beach connected to the sea, and it was at the end of the beach that we met Patriarch Zhuohan."

Having said that, Ling Jingxuan stopped and grabbed a glass of water before continuing.

He continued: "In the hillside at the end of the beach stood a few shabby thatched cottages. The son of the patriarch Zhuohan was kind-hearted and promised us to go in to clean up our wounds and rest for a while. At that time, we didn't find anything unusual, it was Zhuohan. Find out our identities first. I don't know if you know one thing. It is said that the ancestor of the Yan family was once the son of the Wusun clan chief. After all, we are still from the same lineage. Zhuohan was silent. He left the quilt that had been placed on our legs after we ate and showed us his condition. His legs were cut off from below the knees, and his eyes were also mutilated. After an elder desperately sent him to the nearby Shanhaibu, he died, so he could only stay in the Shanhaibu for decades, until his daughter-in-law hurt people for no reason because of a mental illness. Being driven to the foot of the mountain by the people from Shanhaibu, life can be described as quite poor."

In order to prevent them from discovering the existence of the three brothers and sisters of the Yang family, Ling Jingxuan lied a little. Anyway, they could not find out about it, unless they went to Shanhaibu, they would have returned to the capital by then, and they were not afraid that they would know "Yes. Who? Who killed my dad?"

Qinglan's hand on the stone table was clenched tightly, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked at him deeply: "Jiang family, Zhuohan told us, Wu Sun Bu has ancestral teachings, and all generations must unconditionally maintain the harmony between the southern border and the imperial court. Many years ago, the emperor sent troops to attack, and it was your patriarch who came forward to solve the problem together with the then southern king. After Zhuohan took over as the patriarch They also shoulder this responsibility, but the Jiang family, who was deprived of the title of King of Southern Border, has changed. While they are hiding from various tribes, they murdered court officials and spread rumors that were unfavorable to Southern Border. At the same time, they deceived your court how much they looked down on Southern Border. You want to send troops to pacify the southern border. As a result, you will be more and more repulsive to the outside world. When you meet people from the outside world, you will naturally not show mercy. Over time, the outside world will have a worse impression of the southern border, until Zhuohan inadvertently He rescued a person who strayed into the deep mountains, learned from his mouth what the outside world said about the southern border, and learned about the lies of the Jiang family. For the sake of the people of the southern border, he would bring two elders to the Jiang family to question them, but The Jiang family was very ambitious, fearing that Zhuohan would interfere with their plan for autonomy in the southern border, so they would not do anything about it and wanted to kill Zhuohan. When they escaped, the Jiang family cut off his two branches. Legs, abolishing his eyes that symbolize identity."

Recounting this matter again, Ling Jingxuan's state of mind was very different from the first time he heard Zhuohan say it himself. For Zhuohan, he did not agree with his compassionate bodhisattva heart, but he admired him from the bottom of his heart. If a belief persists for decades, Zhuohan's life is worthy of respect from others.

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"Damn Jiang family! It's really them!"

Qinglan slapped the stone table with a slap in the face. It wasn't particularly beautiful, but her face was full of anger and hatred. His relationship is far deeper than that of his younger siblings. He still clearly remembers that in order to wait for Daddy to come back, Auntie went to the bottom of the mountain every day to look around, until she took her last breath ten years ago. Can you wait until Dad, but they still keep friendly contact with the Jiang family all these years, but they didn't think about it? ? It was they who murdered his father.