Red Heart Survey

Bao Yi has been walking in the rain.

From drizzle, light rain, to heavy rain.

It is often like this, the further you go, the more unfavorable the will of heaven is.

He is used to such a wet life.

When he was young, he once took off the name of "Piao Yao", and was called together with the outstanding talent of the Chongxuan family, Chongxuan Mingtu.

But unlike Chongxuan Mingtu, who had been smooth sailing before the attack on Xia, his growth process was quite bumpy. When he was a child, he was considered a person without talent. He tried his best to prove himself, but was despised for his character. Along the way, he lost almost everything he should and shouldn't lose.

He was not loved by his father, and even because of his overly intense personality when he was young, the father and son developed hatred. It was because his eldest brother and second brother died, his eldest brother's legitimate son also died, and his father was unlucky before completing the goal of "reproducing another child", that it was his turn to inherit the title -

He didn't kill him.

Among all the difficult moments in his life, the most bumpy part is this.

After the death of his eldest son, Bao Bozhao, Bao Yi actually needed to emphasize this sentence.

He wanted to emphasize that the Bao family did not have the blood of kinslayer, and to wash away the dirty name that could never be washed off.

The sentence "Like father, like son" could keep him awake all night, and he was so angry that he drew his sword at three o'clock in the morning.

He had obviously obtained the title in a dignified manner, and he was obviously in great pain when his relatives died one after another. Even if he did not inherit this [Shuofang], with his ability, why couldn't he earn a title for himself!

Changhua Bo Bao Zonglin respected him like a god, and Yingyong Bo Bao Heng was the soldier he led. It can even be said semi-publicly that the battle that earned Bao Heng the title of Bo was his credit.

The three Bos of the Bao family were the prosperity created by him.

He was a real person in the world, and he was in his prime. He was standing at the height where Chongxuan Mingtu had reached that year, and he was also standing here to enjoy the scenery.

But he could never raise his head, because he had a son named Bao Zhongqing.

But he couldn't lower his head, because when he lowered his head, he thought of Bo Zhao - such a good child, who seemed to be still in the cradle, looking up and smiling at him.

People who stretch their necks to move forward all their lives are always in embarrassing situations.

Bao Xuanjing is gifted, as if it is a compensation given by God. He wants to cultivate this child into the best and not allow anyone to hurt him.

He loves this child deeply, but he can't forget that he personally wiped out the child's father, leaving the impression of little Xuanjing on his father only the one when he was still in the cradle...

Have you hesitated, have you regretted it? Is it more of pity or guilt?

It doesn't matter if you walk in the rain.

Boom boom boom!

The lightning is sharp, like a crack in the sky.

The man with a green shirt and a sword came through the crack, as if splitting the gate of the sky.

The dark sky is his long cloak, and the dark clouds and heavy rain are waving flags for it.

Bao Yi looked up and felt that the man was getting closer, but the sky was far away.

"Master! Jiang has something I don't understand!" The rain parted the curtains, and Jiang Wang came walking over and said straight to the point: "I wonder if you can help me solve this puzzle?"

Bao Yi stopped in the rain.

After a moment of silence, he smiled: "We are old friends. Why should Master Jiang be so polite? If I have anything to answer Master Zhen, please feel free to speak!"

Jiang Wang kept walking and spoke directly: "You just walked out of Guanlan Inn. I believe you know what happened there and who are the people fighting there - I want to know why Miao Rutai from Cangshu County appeared there?"

Bao Yi raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly his eyebrows rose, and he was a little strong: "I want to know why Master Jiang cares about this matter?"

Jiang Wang walked in front of him and stopped: "I have an enemy, a life and death enemy. His last clue is hidden in that guest room. I will care about any details related to it."

The enemies that can make Jiang Wang emphasize life and death are getting fewer and fewer, and almost every one of them fell under his sword.

Bao Yi must know the seriousness of this matter and how irreversible this is, so he asked: "What does Jiang Zhenjun think?"

Jiang Wang looked at him calmly: "If you say it is an accident, I believe it is an accident."

Raindrops are like curtains, floating in the wind.

The waves roll back and forth, never stopping.

After a moment of silence, Bao Yi laughed: "Excuse me, Master Jiang. I sent Miao Rutai to the sea."

"The reason why he went to Guanlan Inn was probably because he noticed some clues there."

"I asked him to go to sea to investigate Tian Anping."

"I sent more than one person to the sea, and the preparations I made were more than this one. The ultimate goal is to collect evidence of the crime of Tian Anping, the commander of Zhanyu. This time, the Nine Palaces Tianming and the Bafu Xian Palace rang overseas. I suspect that the Bafu Xian Palace is in his hands. He took it from Liu Shentong that year. At that time, he killed the son of a famous family to kill people and steal treasures."

He was very frank: "I did this for selfish reasons, to seek merit. I also had a public interest, for the country. If this matter can be confirmed, this person must not be able to take this important position, and I should save the country from disaster."

In this way...it makes sense.

Bao Yi directly expressed his suspicion and actions towards his colleagues in the Military Affairs Hall, which was enough to show his frankness-if anything was leaked, the Tian family would definitely fight to the death with him. The court will certainly punish him.

"Is there any evidence for this matter?" Jiang Wang asked.

"So far, there is no evidence. It is just my personal suspicion." Bao Yi's expression was serious: "So I said that I had a lot of selfish motives in this action. I didn't catch up with the two wars between Xia Kingdom and Mijie. Da Qi has today's territory and its prestige is gradually increasing. There is no war before Shenxiao. I am eager to achieve merit and want to go one step further before Shenxiao. Tian Anping's incident gave me an opportunity."

"I have two points to comfort my selfishness."

"First, I will never frame him and will not do anything that ignores the facts. Second, I have never recognized him to join the Military Affairs Hall. I don't think that people like him are qualified military commanders. I firmly believe that it would be better for others to lead the Zhanyu Army."

This Shuofang Bo, at least at this moment, was sincere to the extreme when he confessed himself in the rain. Because he had a deep study of people like Jiang Wang and knew how to respond correctly.

It is useless to be tough, and covering up may not succeed, but will lose trust.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Wang finally said, "I will pretend that I have never heard of this matter."

Bao Yiding stood in the rain: "I naturally believe what Jiang Zhenjun said."

Jiang Wang said again: "It's just that I can sense something wrong, and so can Tian Anping."

"But he won't ask me directly, and I won't answer him directly." Bao Yi said calmly: "Suspicion is just suspicion, just like I am suspicious of him now. There are many people in the court, including civil and military officials, and powerful officials, who are suspicious of each other! Who dares to reveal their hearts? These suspicions will not affect anything. All we need is evidence."

This is indeed a very sober and determined person.

Jiang Wang looked at him deeply, bowed lightly, and turned into light and lightning, flashing and far away.

……

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The pure white boat flew in the thick clouds.

The ray of light and fire produced by the collision of thunder and lightning in the air instantly turned green.

The green flame flickered slightly and embedded into green eyes.

Evil and crazy, dotted on the handsome figure.

Yin Guan sat cross-legged at the end of the boat with his long hair hanging down, his hands casually placed in front of him, his back to Jiang Wang, facing the thick clouds and rain: "Tell me, what's the hurry to find me?"

Jiang Wang stood at the bow of the boat that was constantly cutting through the rain, turned around and looked at his back: "I've been to Room 3 of Guanlan Inn."

Yin Guan had no impression of the specific room number, and even the name of the inn was unclear, but he could guess what Jiang Wang was talking about.

"Then what?"

He was at the end of the boat, watching the heavy clouds with lightning passing through, constantly leaving his sight: "Chen Kaixu and Jiang Nanpeng were built as altars alive, and died from the curse power when the altar exploded. They and their Jingguo Imperial City Three Divisions mixed team, a total of 34 people, should they all die? Will I continue to do things like this? Are you asking me these questions?"

Jiang Wang stood there: "This is one of the questions."

"What about the other question?" Yin Guan asked.

"I want to know what happened in that room. I want to know all the details." Jiang Wang said, "There are only two questions."

Yin Guan sat at the stern of the boat and did not look back: "I can answer the second question now. If the answer is not comprehensive, you can let the coroner Wang and the city king continue to answer. For the first question, I suggest you don't ask it again."

"Why?" Jiang Wang asked.

Yin Guan laughed.

He laughed out of anger.

He was angry for a moment, angry that Jiang Wang would ask this question.

But he knew Jiang Wang would ask this question.

But he was still angry.

"Whether those people I killed were innocent or deserved to die is no longer important to me. Do you understand?"

"I can take care of your feelings, Jiang Wang, when I have the energy to do so. Now I can't take care of anything. Don't you understand? Zhenhe Zhenjun! Put away your sense of justice, sympathy, pity for the weak, and care for the innocent. Don't put these things in front of me."

"I'm a killer!"

"You can't kill this or do that every day."

"Do you think I'm running a charity?!"

He never showed his emotions in front of people like this, too excited, and too weak.

Emotions are the outlet for the weak.

And Jiang Wang is indeed the calmer one.

He looked at Yin Guan's back like this, and inexplicably remembered their farewell outside Linzi City. At that time, Yin Guan asked-Can I trust you?

That question at that time actually didn't have any trust at all.

People like Yin Guan have lived in deception and betrayal since childhood. Their lives have been on the edge of a knife so far. They would never trust anyone.

But today they are on the boat.

"I know you want to save King Chujiang." Jiang Wang said slowly.

"You sound like you're coaxing a child." Yin Guan sneered: "Say 'I understand', 'I know', what do you understand?"

Jiang Wang looked at himself and said: "But acting so recklessly is not a good choice."

"Hell without a Gate was originally just a knife in the long night, a simple business transaction, a clean exchange of money and goods, no one would care about a knife. But you made it pure evil, which is intolerable in the world."

"You want to kidnap the Jingguo Tianjiao, exchange for King Chujiang, or in other words, to intimidate the Jingguo people to save King Chujiang's life. This is a feasible way. But indiscriminate killing in this process will not help, it will do more harm than good."

"Hell without a gate cannot withstand the counterattack of Jingguo. Killing so many people also blocked their way to peace talks. Every person you kill now is a debt to King Chujiang, a mark on her body. The chain around her neck is actually in your hands. The more intense your movements are, the tighter it will be entangled, until suffocation, until death."

"It's really interesting!" Yin Guan looked at the thick clouds in front of him: "You are teaching me how to do things now!"

"I'm not teaching you." Jiang Wang said: "I'm helping you."

"You'd better not help me, you can't help me, and you shouldn't help me. Do you think I'm doing good deeds?" Yin Guanding sat there, his green eyes reflecting the lightning, and his long hair fluttering gently.

And the sound of rain made him so calm.

"The person I want to save is the one who should be killed in your world."

"Is the King of Chujiang innocent?"

"She is not innocent."

"She can even be said to deserve to die! In many ways, she deserves to die."

"But she doesn't deserve to die in my world."

"Then I won't let her die. I will save her at all costs, and I will do whatever it takes."

He turned around and looked at Jiang Wang: "Do you understand what it means to do whatever it takes?"

"You should still be your Zhenhe Zhenjun, be a member of your Taixu Pavilion with high morals, and preach in the Heavenly Palace with a bright body."

"Leave the night to people like me. The light on you is too dazzling!"

"I can be a little dimmer." Jiang Wang said, and flicked his hand in front of him, and the spontaneous glow on his body was covered.

"I can also get caught in the rain."

Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick.

The raindrops that had been isolated outside rolled into the fairy boat and soaked his clothes.

It made his usual fairy posture a bit real.

"People have their own scale. I am not a person who does everything very fairly, and I don't ask myself to do so."

"Hell's Gate interfered with Jingguo's actions, and Jingguo launched a hunt for Hell's Gate. These exchanges are all the right things. There is no right or wrong."

Jiang Wang just stood in the rain: "If you die, I will not avenge you. But if you are going to die in front of me, I really have no choice but to save you."

"I don't need you to save me, don't be so self-righteous!" Yin Guan's long hair was also wet by the rain. It was black and shiny, and was illuminated by lightning from time to time.

Raindrops swept across his green eyes and soaked his single clothes. His collarbone was horizontal, looming, sharp as a knife.

He raised his lips with contempt: "Your way is old-fashioned, your mind is stupid, you think over and over, and you walk with difficulty. You and I are really not the same kind of people."

"The gap between me and Jingguo is so big."

"Don't dream that I will tie my own hands and feet."

"Jingguo will not talk to me about morality and tolerance. And the so-called equal constraints are unfair to the weak!"

In the rainstorm that seems to never stop, Jiang Wangning said: "The constraints I understand are not shackles. There are taboos in action, rules in thoughts, fears in intentions, and rules in desires. They are a bottom-supporting net spread over the abyss, so that we don't fall infinitely. No matter how difficult and how many choices we have, at least, we can still keep a little bit of human part."

Yin Guan drooped his eyelids.

The man standing on the fairy boat will never be speechless by him again.

This man has his own clear reason and stubborn order. Calm from inside to outside.

It's really...very boring.

"Let's stop here. If we don't agree, there's no point in talking!" He simply stood up: "Don't stop me. You are no longer a member of our organization. We have never been friends - don't even have business to do."

"So what about now?" Jiang Wang raised a black mask with blood on the forehead with one hand and covered his face: "You are my friend, my partner. I can't kill you or imprison you. At the same time, I approve of your choice to save people. But I can't agree with your means."

Yin Guan looked at him coldly: "King Biancheng is dead. We are recruiting new people. You don't meet our recruitment requirements."

Zhong Xuansheng tried his best to separate Hell Wumen and Jiang Wang. After Ji Yanyue's death, he didn't want Jiang Wang to be stained with this mask.

In any case, the experience of being with Hell Wumen was the shadow on Zhenhe Zhenjun's bright robe. They took a lot of effort to wash it off.

Jiang Wang really shouldn't, and couldn't, pick up this mask.

And at such an unimportant moment!

Is it that the King of Chujiang is important to him?

They are not familiar at all!

"I found that without my rules, there is no door to hell without rules."

After putting on the mask of King Biancheng, Jiang Wang's voice became cold: "Whoever has the bigger fist is the rule - it hasn't changed, right?"

"If you are sick, go to Dongwang Valley, don't go crazy in front of me!"

Yin Guan jumped off the fairy boat directly, turned into a green light, and disappeared in the rain.