Two Hundred and Eighty-Four: If You Don't Die, You Won't Die (3)

Han Yu was also considered a bloody bad luck.

Yesterday he managed to persuade Cheng Jing to go to Jishan to soak in the springs, but they didn't know which springs Yuan Jing and his party went to.

In desperation, they had no choice but to send someone to inquire, so they were wasted a lot of time, just in time to meet the son of the Prince of the Marquis of Zhenbei and his party.

Simply speaking of blood relationship, Han Yu has nothing to do with the heir of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, but if you think about it, the two are still somewhat involved.

The eldest son of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion is a son of a concubine, and was invited to be the eldest son, so his status will naturally be slightly improved, so he was raised at the knees of his aunt.

Unfortunately, that aunt was Han Yu's father's biological sister, also Han Yu's real aunt.

He knew that his aunt didn't like this concubine, but for the sake of Zhenbei Hou's lineage, he had to hold his nose to treat the concubine well.

Han Yu thought about his aunt and was keenly aware of Dongqing's current situation. He was afraid that something would happen to the other party, so he stepped forward to persuade him. Very respectful.

However, it is useless to be respectful.

He said that he would never die, but he went to Huajie and Liuxiang honestly.

Cheng Jing scoffed at that place and didn't go there.

Han Yu felt a little uneasy in his heart, and couldn't stop Shizi, so he could only follow the past to have a look.

With him watching, I hope there will be no trouble.

Coincidentally, the oiran sold the first night at a high price, and the oiran's appearance was so beautiful that he immediately seduced the soul of the prince of the Zhenbei Houfu.

Unfortunately, they ran into a very dandy northern Xinjiang nobleman, and the two parties met.

The son of Zhenbei Hou's Mansion relied on his large number of people and beat them to death in the chaos. Han Yu tried to stop him, but was accidentally injured.

Accidental injury or not, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the son of the Zhenbei Houfu died in the belly of the oiran, but Beijiang didn't want to let it go, insisting that this matter had something to do with Han Yu, and dragged him into the water, hoping Dongdong Qing handed over Han Yu and gave them an explanation.

After listening to Liu She's narration, Jiang Pengji suddenly asked a question.

"Father, did someone call out Han Yu's identity last night? For example, saying that he is Mr. Yuan Jing's high apprentice?"

Feng Jin listened carefully, with a pensive look on his face, and when Jiang Pengji asked this question, he suddenly understood.

"Lan Ting's words mean that...Bei Jiang insisted on holding on to Han Yu, in fact, to target Mr. Yuan Jing?"

Jiang Pengji nodded, and said firmly, "The son of the Zhenbei Houfu died suddenly and disgracefully in that way, and the Northern Xinjiang side should be very satisfied. But they didn't stop. Instead, they pushed Han Yu to the forefront and attacked him. Naturally, there are other plans."

Han Yu is not a sensitive person like the son of the Zhenbei Houfu, what is Beijiang doing against him for no reason?

Jiang Pengji's guess also made some sense, Liu She remembered something after being reminded by her.

"Mr. Yuan Jing fought with the barbarians of the three tribes in northern Xinjiang, fought hard according to reason, and took back the three cities. The envoy sent by the northern Xinjiang for peace talks was called Uleser. He is one of the few barbarians who likes to read. It's just that this man is self-willed and his eyes are full. There is no one else who feels proficient in the culture of the Central Plains after reading a few classics and history collections. He was the one who suggested peace talks between the northern Xinjiang imperial court and Dongqing, and offered such conditions as cutting three more cities, bowing their heads and proclaiming their ministers, and paying annual coins. Unprofessional and blindly arrogant, he gambled with Mr. Yuan Jing, lost three cities, and was pissed to death because of it."

When Jiang Pengji heard Uleser's awkward name, she suddenly thought of the brutal general Uliba she had met before.

Liu She seemed to see the doubt in her eyes, and smiled suddenly.

"Uleser is the uncle of Ulibah. They are called 'wise men' in northern Xinjiang. They serve the imperial court and play roles such as counselors or generals. In this place in northern Xinjiang, everyone drinks blood and is backward and barbaric. Not to mention, they also advocate plundering very much, and there are basically few people with brains...Dongqing didn't pay attention to them at the beginning of the founding of the country. It's just that the kings of the recent two generations of the northern Xinjiang royal family are quite courageous, and gradually realized the importance of brains. It is important to promote the 'wise men'. It is estimated that they have always held grudges about the death of Ureser."

Liu She has always looked down on the three tribes in northern Xinjiang, and she doesn't think these guys can take control of the Central Plains, because the proportion of muscles in their brains is too high. A race that only knows how to destroy civilization but does not know how to preserve, create, and continue civilization. Destined not to be on stage.

Feng Jin listened carefully, frowning all the time.

"In this way, is Beijiang trying to attack Mr. Yuan Jing?"

Liu She said, "Maybe I want to demonstrate this. At that time, Uleser was known as the most intelligent person in northern Xinjiang. There were even rumors that he was the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun and enjoyed a very high reputation in northern Xinjiang. If he was not so confident , firmly believed that he would win, how could he be willing to bet on the three cities to fight with Mr. Yuan Jing? As a result, Uleser had almost no strength to fight back, and Beijiang's face was swollen from the beating."

The swollen face was a trivial matter, and Uleser was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot. After returning home, he was depressed and died of anger within a few days.

Mr. Yuan Jing trampled on the faces of all the three tribes in northern Xinjiang by himself, and it is also a skill to be able to live comfortably in Langya.

Feng Jin worried, "In this way, Han Yu and Mr. Yuan Jing...wouldn't it be more ominous?"

Beijiang obviously wanted to take this opportunity to regain his position, even if he didn't kill Mr. Yuan Jing, he would kill Han Yu, or kill both of them, so as to ruin the reputation of their master and apprentice.

For literati, fame and dignity far outweigh their own lives.

Not to mention Mr. Yuan Jing, a famous teacher and scholar who is famous all over Kyushu.

Compared to Feng Jin's worry, Jiang Pengji's expression was normal, and there was a hint of watching a show in her eyes.

She said, "Huaiyu, do you think that Mr. Yuan Jing, who has been famous for many years, will be stumped by such a trivial matter?"

Although she had only met Mr. Yuan Jing a few times, and the other party seemed to be an ordinary middle-aged man with profound knowledge and a kind personality, Jiang Pengji had always been accurate in seeing people. Eyes, always young and energetic.

Feng Jin was dumbfounded.

Jiang Pengji said resolutely, "I believe that gentleman will solve this matter gracefully, within three days!"

Why is it three days?

Because the assessment will start in three days, and Han Yu will also participate.

Unless it was Feng Jin who was so unlucky that he hurt his hands and couldn't write, otherwise, how could Mr. Yuan Jing watch his beloved disciple miss a crucial life event?

If he couldn't even do this, it would be too bad for the high praise and affirmation of the people in the world. Jiang Pengji also felt that she didn't need to study with such a teacher, and misled her children.

In fact, Mr. Yuan Jing did not spend three days, but only half a day. He sent someone to deliver a letter to the Beijiang envoy. No one knew what was written in it, and Han Yu was sent back intact. No more, and Beijiang didn't mention making things difficult again.

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