If Yuwen Tianlu has any hobbies, it is Yinyang's Chishui wine and Li Ji's aged Chishui wine, which is well-known in the capital.

Because of Yuwen Tianlu's favorite, Chishui wine was once circulated in the capital, becoming a choice for art and elegance or to the powerful. Moreover, Chishui wine is not expensive and ordinary people can afford it. However, because of its bitter taste, the Chishui wine circulating in the capital is all filled with honey.

Zhao Langjiang had heard of Yuwen Tianlu’s family affairs, so he made a special explanation to Li Ji and Chen Bao. Even if he didn’t explain, the grocery store owner Xu Yang would take care of him secretly.

It’s just an empty study, where does the wine smell come from?

He closed his eyes, activated his internal force, and his sense of smell became instantly sensitive. Finally, under the desk, Zhao Langjiang found a stone that was a little different from other places, and there were traces of tilting. The traces were very light, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to detect it.

Perhaps because of the poverty of Yuwen Tianlu's family, the people who searched the house did not find this place.

He bent down and lifted the stone with a little force. Under the stone slab, there was a three-foot square box, and inside the box, there was a jar of wine.

It is the most common Chishui wine I have ever seen in Yinyang City.

The wine jar is sealed with yellow mud and has not opened. It seems that it has been a long time last year, so there will be a faint smell. If the study room was often ventilated, no one would have noticed it. When we came here today, there was a seal in the study room, and no one had been here for a long time.

He took out the wine jar, and there was an iron box next to it.

Zhao Langjiang took the iron box on the desk, and after opening it, he saw a stack of letters.

There are more than a hundred seals.

The letter paper is neatly shaped and wrapped in oil paper, and it is not damp.

More than a hundred letters that have not been sent.

A letter to Li Ji and Chen Jie.

One is the powerful and the other is the folk wine-selling woman. What story has happened between the two?

Zhao Langjiang did not have a hobby of peeping into other people's privacy, but he wanted to know Yuwen Tianlu so much that he couldn't help it and opened the letters.

"A Xue's true love, I see the words as if I look at me. Today, Shuang'er learned to walk. When I saw her staggering towards me, I felt very relieved. If you are here and life is like this, what else can you ask for?..."

"Today is Shuang'er's sixth birthday. All the ministers came to celebrate. His Majesty also named her Princess Ningling. During the banquet, she suddenly asked me, Dad, why don't I have a mother? I don't know how to reply..."

These letters are full of affection.

After all, Yuwen Tianlu learned literature in his early years and moved the capital. If he had not offended the powerful and powerful, he would have been very likely to be an official. His writing style was quite beautiful, and the letters recorded in the letter were all family matters, and they were written in ordinary sketches, which was very touching.

Even people like Zhao Langjiang who are very knowledgeable about literature and writing were moved by the content of these letters.

He tied up the letter and was about to put it back into the box when he suddenly felt a slight shaking sound at the bottom of the box. He looked carefully and found that there was a mezzanine under the box.

After opening it, a token dropped out.

Golden Token.

The word "Yi" is engraved behind the token.

There is also a yellow silk piece that says, "On the sixth day of the 17th year of Taiqi, Concubine Qin gave birth to a dragon son and gave him a name to Yi." The following are some related identity certificates.

There is also a kraft paper bag inside, with the fire paint from Dengwenyuan sealed on it, with the word "top secret", which is a confidential file of Dengwenyuan, and the name on the file is Zhao Yuanxiu.

Zhao Langjiang's father's name.

Zhao Langjiang's hands trembled. He didn't know what was inside, but he knew that this file was related to the incident of the prince of the previous dynasty twenty-two years ago and to the massacre in Dingzhou that year.

He still opened the paper bag.

"Ding 9527, a secret file in Dengwenyuan, Zhao Yuanxiu, a native of Dingzhou, joined the imperial guards in the sixth year of Taiqi, served as the guards of the imperial guards, and for the eleventh year, he served as the commander of the imperial guards..."

It turned out that my father had served as an imperial guard in the palace back then? But in his impression, his father never mentioned this.

There is a saying that caught Zhao Langjiang's attention.

"In the seventeenth year, he was dismissed from his post as an imperial guard because of his dereliction of duty after drinking, and was repatriated to his original home. He had a son Zhao Yi. In the nineteenth year, he had a son Zhao Langjiang..."

This sentence is wrong, Zhao Langjiang thought to himself.

"I was obviously born in the seventeenth year, while Zhao Yi was nineteenth year."

In the second year of Zhengyuan, when Yuwen Tianlu led his army to occupy Dingzhou, he was five years old and his younger brother Zhao Yi was three years old. After his father picked up a hatchet to find Yuwen Tianlu, he never came back.

The signature of the secret file is in the second year of Zhengyuan.

It was this secret file that caused his younger brother to be killed and was killed by Yuwen Tianlu at the head of Dingzhou City. The man who was taken back by his father successfully escaped the disaster. He will never have any

Fa Forgot that before his father left, he told him that he would save the child's life no matter what happened.

But why is it completely different from the ones recorded in the secret file?

He picked up the yellow silk and read it again, and a line of words suddenly came to his face like a mountain, which made him breathless.

“……The right arm is on the upper side, and there is a purple birthmark…”

Zhao Langjiang lifted up his sleeves and glanced at his right arm. There was a scar on it. After Zhao Langjiang joined the army, he had experienced numerous battles and suffered countless wounds, but he could never forget that in his childhood, he broke over a bowl of rice because he made a mistake. His father used a soldering iron to burn a wound on his right arm.

Now that he is old this year, his wound is as big as a bowl, but he still remembers the situation at that time.

That night, my father got drunk and went up the mountain to hunt with a bow and arrow. The next morning, he came back from a badger and used badger oil to apply the wound. And his mother kept hiding in the room and crying.

He never understood that Yuwen Tianlu could kill him at any time, but he never took action and even turned around to give him the power in his hand.

Until you see these things, all mysteries will be solved.

Zhao Langjiang felt stuffy in his chest and the corners of his mouth were dry and cracked. He wanted to yell, but opened his mouth but found that he could no longer speak.

Yang Xiaoxiao walked in with a bowl of ginseng soup.

"The house is so easy to prepare. The maids are clumsy. I'll make a bowl of ginseng soup for you and drink it while it's hot."

Zhao Langjiang held the ginseng soup and couldn't swallow it for a long time.

"What about God's gift?"

"My mother was coaxing her to sleep." Yang Xiaoxiao saw that his face was wrong and asked, "Husband, are you uncomfortable?"

Zhao Langjiang shook his head and threw some distracting thoughts out of his mind.

"It's just some business."

Yang Xiaoxiao was also sensible. She saw the mess on the desk and wanted to help him clean up, but Zhao Langjiang shouted, "Slow up!"

Yang Xiaoxiao was puzzled and felt a little aggrieved.

Zhao Langjiang also realized his incompetence and explained, "These are all things left by Governor Yuwen, so I'll clean up."

Yang Xiaoxiao walked out of the study room.

Zhao Langjiang folded the letters and put them back in place. He held the kraft paper bag and thought for a while. His internal force was slightly vomited, shaking it into debris.

And he held the golden token in his hand and felt extremely heavy.

Because of this, his father, mother and younger brother were killed, and 30,000 people in Dingzhou City were slaughtered, resulting in a ghost city.

Thirty thousand lives!

In their eyes, is it worthless?

Yuwen Tianlu once asked him, "Kill one person, save a hundred people, kill or not?"

Zhao Langjiang thought this question was ridiculous at the time and did not answer it. But the question now is, kill 30,000 people, save one person, kill or not?

Extend it, if that person is himself, kill 30,000 people, save yourself, kill or not?

This was the choice Yuwen Tianlu faced back then.

Yuwen Tianlu slaughtered all Dingzhou City and killed his relatives in order to save Zhao Langjiang's life!

As he said, killing is not something worth showing off.

During this life, he was criticized for this incident, especially after he was determined to be a rebellion, Yuwen Tianlu's evil deeds were further revealed to the world.

It is expected that in the future, Yuwen Tianlu will be designated by historians on the pillar of shame in history.

Zhao Langjiang felt chill all over.

His blood was cold.

Even when he was alone in the western border of the Ming Dynasty, he had never been like this now.

Yinyang City?

Qianlong City?

King Yinyang?

King of Golden Knife?

I'm afraid that the King of Golden Sword Li Qiuyi also guessed this and gave the Golden Sword to himself. It is precisely because of this that Yuwen Tianlu has always allowed him to develop in Western Xinjiang. Even if he is a future son-in-law, he has never been so concerned about his future prospective son-in-law.

This account must be settled.

Zhao Langjiang has always been a person with clear grudges.

Immediately afterwards, a thought came to my mind.

Why did the Emperor of Ming Dynasty ask him to come to the capital?

Did he discover something?

He had never been afraid of anything in his life, but this idea made Zhao Langjiang sweat in a cold sweat, especially this time, he even brought his wife and children to the capital.
To be continued...