One Thousand Five Hundred and Fifty-One: Defeating Nieliang, Attacking Yang Tao, and Pointing the Sword to the World (89)

"You said, who did you say disappeared?"

Nie Qing's slender shoulders trembled slightly, and his hands began to tremble, as if the whole person was isolated from the world, and all sounds could not be heard clearly.

"Who did you say is gone!"

The gentle and polite Nie Qing seemed to have died at this moment, and the person left behind was just an empty shell of losing control of his emotions.

He grasped the messenger's coat uncontrollably with both hands, lifted him up short of breath, and said tremblingly, "Tell me, who is dead?"

The messenger was also frightened by Nie Qing, tremblingly clamping his thighs, restraining the urge to incontinence.

He said, "Mr. Wei, unfortunately..."

Before the messenger could finish his sentence, Nie Qing threw him out in a frenzy. I really don't know how this thin body can have such great strength. The messenger didn't fall seriously, got up from the ground in a panic, and returned to the posture of apologizing, with his body bent extremely low.

"The deceased is gone...My lord, please give me condolences..."

Seeing his reaction like this, the courtiers accompanying Nie Qing and Fuling hurriedly comforted him.

"Sorrow... how do you tell me to mourn..." Nie Qing's eyes were already red, and the crystal tears rolled down several times but still fell. His expression was extremely fragile, as if a little blow could defeat him. Nie Qing cried in a choked voice, "Father has gone, that bastard Nie Yang has gone, and now even my father-in-law has abandoned me—what did I do wrong to lose loved ones one after another in just a few months?"

Nie Qing almost yelled these words, the veins on his forehead popped up, and sweat and tears rolled down his face.

"My lord has done nothing wrong, and you have done nothing wrong." Seeing Nie Qing slumped on the ground, the courtier walked up to his knees and comforted him, "If you really want to say something wrong, it can only be said that it happened at the wrong time. Nie's building collapsed , the enemy is staring at you, if the lord continues to indulge in pain, how will you go to see the former lord and others in a hundred years? At this moment, you should cheer up. After resting, you can save your strength to protect yourself."

Nie Qing said hoarsely, "I know...give me some time to calm down."

The courtier knew that Nie Qing was too young to withstand repeated blows, so he should be given plenty of time to accept the reality.

After crying, Nie Qing asked in a hoarse voice where Wei Ying's body was.

When Nie Qing heard that Wei Ci sent Wei Ying's body to Langya County for burial, he remained silent for a long time.

"Langya County...it's good for fallen leaves to return to their roots."

On the second day, Nie Qing calmed down a little and came to tell his mother-in-law the bad news in person. Mrs. Wei Wei is a standard noble lady, she can't fault it in the slightest. Even when she heard the sad news of her husband, she could still hold back her tears.

Nie Qing looked haggard, and he said weakly, "Father-in-law's body was sent to the clan land of Langya County, but my son-in-law felt that perhaps Bianzhou was the place he wanted to rest. Could mother-in-law help son-in-law organize some of his father-in-law's clothes and supplies? Set up a cloak mound as a sign of mourning—"

Mrs. Wei Ying naturally would not refuse.

Clothes and other things are prepared by her, but Wei Xing's favorite objects, books, and paintings are all in the study room, and Nie Qing is more familiar with them.

Nie Qing pushed away the familiar study, and what greeted his eyes was the bright sunshine pouring down from outside.

The master has been away for a long time, but the study has been cleaned by servants, every inch is clean, not even a little dust.

Nie Qing's tears, which had been so hard to stop, were about to burst again.

He is not a fragile person, but in just a few months, the three most important relatives passed away, and even the hardest man can't stand it.

Nie Liang is his respected father, and Wei Ying is a teacher and father-in-law, playing a father-like role.

Nie Yang is a bad bastard, but before the incident happened, Nie Qing really loved him as a younger brother, and his feelings were real.

Now, the three of them returned to the Underworld one step ahead of him, and the blow that Nie Qing suffered can be imagined.

He picked out some of Wei Ying's favorite collections, his eyes suddenly fell on the bookshelves displayed in the study room, and a passage came to his mind.

【father in law! I'm your son-in-law, it's true! I also know that there is a picture on the third row of your bookshelf—]

【Shut up! 】

He walked up to the bookshelf in a strange way,

Sure enough, I saw a few scrolls.

Nie Qing opened a painting, which showed a young man in green clothes reading bamboo slips among rockery flowers, and he found that this young man looked familiar.

After careful identification, there are faint traces of Wei Ci between the brows, and looking at the inscription, the boy in the painting is indeed Wei Ci.

He opened another one, this time it was not a one-person painting but a vivid scene.

An elegant-looking middle-aged man played chess with his eldest son, a gentle and beautiful woman held a baby boy in her arms and watched gently, and there were three children of different ages sitting or standing, reading or playing. Nie Qing recognized at a glance that this was the father-in-law's family, and the beautiful woman was the mother-in-law.

When the mountain ghost was talking nonsense, Nie Qing thought that the words hidden on the bookshelf were fire-avoiding pictures or other discordant things. He read all the paintings, but found nothing similar. Among them, the one that impressed me the most was the scene where Nie Liang and Wei Yuchu met. Nie Qing stood there for a long time, then sighed, "I don't know whether to say it's a pity, a pity, or something else—"

Whether it is the person who made the painting or the person on the painting, they are no longer in the world.

Nie Qing selected four paintings to be buried in the tomb, and left the rest as souvenirs for Mrs. Wei and her children.

One is Mrs. Wei's child, one is Wei's parents, brothers and sisters, one is Nie Liang, and the other is Nie Qing.

Seeing that he was so caring, Mrs. Wei's expression was a little relieved.

When the news of Nie Jun's defeat came back to Zhongzhao, one can imagine the pressure Nie Qing suffered, but he didn't fall down, but instead gritted his teeth to hold on to the mess. Resting the soldiers and horses, calming people's hearts, I was so busy that I only slept for an hour or two a day at most.

Even though Nie Liang had helped Nie Qing clean up those ambitious people before his death, he never thought that Nie Jun would be defeated so thoroughly.

The Nie family is weak, and the forces originally attached to the Nie family will naturally have other ambitions.

Nie Qing expended countless energy to appease these people.

However, he doesn't have enough soldiers and horses, and he doesn't have enough deterrence. More and more guys are listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement. Nie Qing saw countless fickle faces in just a few days. A few days ago, those who had been flattering and flattering turned their noses up in the blink of an eye and used threats to force Nie Qing to hand over his power.

That's all for outsiders, but members of the Nie clan also got involved, expressing one meaning in their words - Nie Liang and Wei Wei have ruined the Nie family, Nie Qing is too young to support the overall situation, it is better to delegate power Give it to them, let them turn the tide and save the Nie family.

After hearing this, Nie Qing could only sneer while feeling cold.

What time is this? Nie's life and death are at stake, but these people only think about fighting for power and profit instead of uniting to tide over the difficulties.

They really think that Nie Qing is weak and can be bullied?

In troubled times, the fist is the last word. If the fist is not as big as others, you can only be beaten obediently.

For the first time, Nie Qing discovered the importance of military strength and power. Without them, he would not be able to defend anything!

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