Chapter 385: The Last Wish of the Concubine and Her Daughter in the Cold Palace 10 (End)
Nangong Yun took a few steps back and sat back in his chair, and asked with interest, "Resurrection from the dead?"
"You could say that I was drowned in our world, and when I woke up I became Yan Lanzhi. I don't know why I ended up here."
Yan Lanzhi did not lie about this, she really did not understand.
She was not so stupid as to be hopeless, and she immediately said what her good points were, "I know how to dry fine salt so that it is not bitter. As long as you let me go, I will tell you the recipe."
"Oh? You tell me first, and then I'll let you go. If I let you go first and you don't tell me, then I've worked in vain."
No matter how shocked he was in his heart, he remained calm on the surface. The initiative was in his hands, and no matter how much he wanted the recipe, he would not show it.
"No, I must say it. I feel dizzy and my thinking is a little confused. I am afraid of giving the wrong prescription."
"Forget it, forget it. Since you really don't want to say it, I don't want it. Yuanxia is full of talented people, and we can definitely find someone who can dry fine salt."
Nangong Yun was about to leave, and just as he stood up, Yan Lanzhi hurriedly yelled, "No, no, no, isn't it okay for me to say it?"
She really cried. Why was she so unlucky? How did Nangong Yun know that she was not Yan Lanzhi?
Nangong Yun dismissed the people who were serving him and took notes himself.
Xiao Xizi and others waited outside for about half a cup of tea before they saw Nangong Yun coming out.
"Let's spare her life first. Maybe she has something useful to tell me." Nangong Yun planned to catch this sheep and pull it hard.
Then he added: "Just keep her alive and don't give her the chance to do anything wrong."
As a qualified emperor, he should learn to make good use of his younger brother. He wanted to sleep in, but he felt heavy all over. He must be sick from exhaustion. It was all Nangong Heng's fault.
In an emergency state as if he was about to die, he asked Xiao Xizi to invite Nangong Heng to instruct him on the matter of drying fine salt as if it was his last words.
"I'll give you the recipe. Go and implement it. You will be fully responsible for it."
Nangong Heng held the sword at his waist, wanting to kill Nangong Yun with one blow. Was he trying to tire him to death?
"You go find someone else, I want to resign and go back to my hometown to grow sweet potatoes."
"You want to abandon me?" Nangong Yun looked at him as if he was a heartless man, with tears in his eyes. People who didn't know the truth would definitely misunderstand.
"Shh!"
The biting cold air passed over Nangong Yun's head, scaring him so much that he swallowed his saliva, hugged his head and admitted his mistake, "I won't dare to do it again. If you help me make the salt, you can take a vacation. It's up to you how many days you want to take."
Is there any brother more miserable than him? His younger brother would draw his sword and threaten him at every turn. It would be better if he didn't become the emperor.
Before leaving, Nangong Heng said coldly, "Take this opportunity to vindicate the Gu family."
His intuition told him that if Nangong Yun didn't do this, Gu Xingyue would teach the two brothers a lesson.
"I know, I know. Go and do your thing," Nangong Yun made a standard fly-shooing gesture.
Nangong Heng was too lazy to argue with him. After finishing the work at hand, he returned to the north. It was better to guard the border than to work like a slave in the capital.
Outside the palace, after eating the melon at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gu Laoliu of Chang'an went to the Shangshu Mansion.
The crime committed by the Prime Minister's Mansion would at most result in the execution of his entire clan, but not all nine clans would be implicated. However, all nine clans of the Yan family have committed many crimes, and picking out just one clan alone would be enough to wipe out the entire family.
The evidence that Dayi gave to Nangong Heng was of all the nine clans of the Yan family, ranging from burning, killing and looting to petty theft.
All the nine clans of the Prime Minister's Mansion, young or old, were guilty of crimes of varying degrees, so it was not unfair to exterminate them.
On this day, the capital city was filled with cries of injustice, with everyone crying out for justice.
At that time, the greatest sorrow of the Gu family was their despair. When they were rushed to the execution ground, everyone stood with their backs straight. They did not cry out when they felt wronged. It was the people in the city who spoke up for them.
Now it has been replaced by the Prime Minister's Mansion, and everyone is crying out for injustice even though they are not wronged.
The world is always like this. Those who are wrong pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy, but those who are thrown dirty water cannot clean themselves up.
Changan yawned, feeling a little exhausted from staying up late, “It’s almost finished.”
"After Nangong Yun announces to the world and vindicates the Gu family, we can leave. There are no other illegal immigrants in this dimension except that time-traveling girl, so she can't do anything evil."
The vendor selling candied haws felt a gust of wind blowing, and he had three more cents in his hand, and one less candied haws on the target.
The string of candied haws appeared in Gu Laoliu's hand, but the vendor couldn't see it.
They didn't have to wait long before Nangong Yun announced to the world that he had rehabilitated the General's Mansion. Although the Gu family was rehabilitated, their lives could not be saved, only their reputation was restored.
"Hey, how about we wait a little longer?" Chang'an squatted at the door of the dilapidated general's mansion, sharing an orange with Gu Laoliu.
Gu Laoliu still only ate one third of it and gave most of it to Chang'an, who was responsible for peeling it.
"What do you want to do?"
"Prime Minister Song Yan and Fat Shang Xu went to see General Gu."
"No need for that. They will go to the tenth level of hell after they die and will never be reborn. Don't pollute General Gu's eyes."
"Okay."
Chang'an Tuan was beside Gu Laoliu, eating oranges slowly. Ever since the fall of the General's Mansion, this street had become deserted and everyone had moved away.
Because few people walked on the bluestone road, wild grass grew from the cracks in the stones. A wild dog ran over with its tail between its legs.
"Woof woof," Mr. Gu?
Changan fed it two meat buns and wanted to touch it, but it was too dirty and he couldn't do it.
"Well, next time."
Nangong Heng walked slowly from the street corner, holding a food box in his hand. From afar, he saw Chang'an sitting alone on the steps at the door, looking a little lonely and pitiful.
He paused slightly and walked over as if nothing had happened. Chang'an just glanced at him indifferently and then moved to the side.
Gu Laoliu followed Chang'an and moved to the side to make way for Nangong Heng. It seemed that someone still remembered the General's Mansion. Isn't this someone who came to pay tribute?
Nangong Heng did not go in immediately, but asked Chang'an slowly, "Where is your mother?"
She was really kind-hearted to leave the child alone in this shabby house.
"I went out to run the department."
Nangong Heng didn't know that there was an invisible person beside Chang'an. He bent down and wanted to pick up Chang'an and take her into the mansion, fearing that she would meet the beggar.
Would Chang'an, who could uproot weeping willows, be afraid of beetles? Not possible.
“Go and do whatever you want, don’t worry about it,” Chang’an moved away. She always felt that Nangong Heng’s behavior was inconsistent with his cold appearance.
A light bulb went off in her head, and her already round eyes opened even wider.
Nangong Heng likes Gu Xingyue?
Can't you?
If he liked her, why didn't he express his feelings to her before Gu Xingyue was forced to enter the palace?
Maybe only Nangong Heng knows the answer.
Things change unpredictably. Maybe he is thinking of waiting for tomorrow, the future, and until he achieves success.
In the end, he achieved success and fame, but things and people had changed.
Nangong Heng did not force it. He entered the general's mansion full of cobwebs alone and found the hidden room where there was only a blank spirit tablet.
When he came out again after worshipping, Chang'an was no longer at the door. He was a little dazed, and then murmured sadly: "So it was all a dream?"
He picked up the dirty stray dog and brought it home, and the man and the dog spent the rest of their lives guarding the dilapidated general's mansion.