Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 222: Separation

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Xu Mansion, at night, someone stayed and lit an oil lamp.

The mattress beside him was empty, and Xu Zhiheng stayed in the study again tonight.

He Xinying walked to the table, picked up an outer garment and put it on her body, looking at the beating wick in the oil lamp with a complicated expression.

I don't know when, there seems to be an invisible barrier between her and Xu Zhiheng. To be precise, after the last palace banquet, Xu Zhiheng became extraordinarily weird. Later, she met Wu'an Hou Heyan, who had the same name and surname as her eldest sister, at Yuhua Temple. Soon after returning to the mansion, He Rufei came to visit her. It is not so much a visit as a temptation.

Some things, once there are signs of doubt, you can't let it go. He Xinying could feel that there was a big secret hidden in the Xu family. It might be related to her dead eldest sister, or... it might also be related to the He family.

She was standing in front of the window, Shuojing’s winter was extremely cold, and on such a cold night, everyone went back to the house to sleep. He Xinying looked at the bare branches outside the window, thought for a long time, finally put on a cloak, picked up an oil lamp, and went out of the house.

She moved very lightly, walked carefully, and did not disturb others. The night watchman of the Xu family stayed outside the main courtyard and would not come in. The light of the oil lamp was very dim, and he could barely illuminate the road under her feet. He Xinying walked to an abandoned yard in the dark.

This deserted courtyard is the courtyard where her eldest sister He Yan once lived. Even after He Yan died, Xu Zhiheng still kept the original appearance of the courtyard. The last time He Xinying was here, she saw Xu Zhiheng who was frantically searching for the drawer cabinet. She was discovered before she could see what Xu Zhiheng was looking for. This time, there was no one around at the moment, she wanted to see one look.

Although the yard is not occupied now, the snow in the yard has been swept clean. She walked to He Yan's house, the room was not locked, and the door opened with a light push.

He Xinying walked in.

There was an old musty smell in the room. It was cold and humid. He Xinying was slightly surprised. Didn't Xu Zhiheng always miss her elder sister? But if you really miss the eldest sister, why is this room not cleaned, and dust is everywhere, as if no one has set foot in it for a long time and avoided it.

He Xinying looked around with the oil lamp.

This is a woman’s boudoir. There is a shelf in front of it. There are only some inexpensive vase decorations. There is a small table in the middle, covered with a thick layer of dust. The tea cup and the teapot are even knotted. The cobweb. Further inside is a big wooden bed, which looks cleaner by comparison, covered with a thin blanket. This room looked deserted and empty, not as warm and delicate as the boudoir of an ordinary daughter's house. As soon as he came in, he felt coldness rushing toward his face.

Even though he was in the He family before, He Yan married soon after he came back to live, but the boudoir before the marriage was carefully arranged. If this is the house where He Yan lived in Xu's family, and this house retains the original appearance of He Yan's life, then He Xinying thought to herself, her eldest sister who died prematurely, I am afraid she will live in the He family. Not as happy as the rumors.

If it's because you are blind, you shouldn't put too many sundries in the house to avoid tripping the master, but the furnishings and utensils here are all shabby and perfunctory. There is nothing to relieve boredom. A blind man lives alone in such a big house. If he were himself, he would have been driven mad.

He Xinying walked to the table. Last time, she just saw Xu Zhiheng rummaging through the boxes and cabinets here. She didn't know what to look for. She pulled out the wooden drawer, and as expected, it was empty inside. If you want to come, if you really want to have something, I'm afraid it will be early. He was taken away by Xu Zhiheng.

She didn’t realize that she had already put Xu Zhiheng in an opposing position without knowing it. She could not rely on and trust this gentle and caring husband as much as she used to, instead, it was defense and suspicion. . Even the gentle and gentleness of the past is now hypocritical in He Xinying's eyes.

He Xinying walked around the room, checked all the wooden drawers and shelves, and found nothing and saw nothing useful. After being out for too long, it was too cold outside, and the wind went straight to her knees. She rubbed her numb legs, looked at the relatively clean bed, and sat on the side of the bed.

In the room, only the oil lamp in his hand emits a slight light. Sitting here, it is a little weird inexplicably. When she was quiet, He Xinying regretted a little, and she was so good, what to do here. There is no one here. It is said that the souls of the dead will linger in the place where they used to live before. If the eldest sister is here... Although they are blood relatives, they are not very close before. Moreover, if you really want to see a ghost at night, it can be scared. dead person's.

He Xinying couldn't help holding onto the bedpost tightly. This was a habit she developed in her childhood. She was timid when she was young and always slept with her mother. When she was a little older, she couldn't sleep with her mother. With her own yard, He Xinying was still very scared when she lived alone. When I was most scared, I leaned against the inside of the bed at night, tightly held the bedpost on the side against the wall, and whispered to the Bodhisattva for blessing.

The same is true today.

However, when her fingers slid down the bedpost, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. He Xinying was taken aback, and then she reached out her hand and stroked the place below and noticed something. She climbed onto the head of the bed and looked in with the oil lamp. Suddenly, she noticed that on the side of the bedpost against the wall, a piece of wood was slightly raised.

The girl was careful, and she pressed her fingers outwards, and the board fell off, revealing a roll of yellow paper that seemed to be written on it. Her heart beats so fast, she only understands that since this thing is hidden here, it must be very important. It's impossible to say that Xu Zhiheng was looking for this thing.

Here I’m not sure when someone will come over here, He Xinying forcefully pulled a book-like thing from the bedpost that was deliberately hollowed out, and she hurriedly hid the book in her arms. , And hurriedly buckled the wood of the bedpost before leaving with the oil lamp cautiously.

It was surprisingly quiet around, and He Xinying sneaked back to her house all the way, before daring to take the scroll of the talented book out of her arms. She looked through the faint light of the oil lamp, and it was indeed a book. She was stunned after a few pages of annoyance. This is a... military book?

There are various art of war recorded on the top, and on the side there is a handwritten opinion written by the reader himself. Looking at this handwriting, it was definitely not Xu Zhiheng's. No one in Xu's family was involved in martial arts. Moreover, it was hidden so secretly, and it was in He Yan's house. No matter how you look at it, this book of war was left by his elder sister who died early. of.

But... how could He Yan read military books?

In other words, her cousin, He Rufei, is still about the same, but He Rufei's military books did not appear in Xu's family, and he hid such a cautious truth.

He Xinying held the book of war, and couldn't figure out what was going on in her heart. At this moment, someone's voice suddenly sounded outside, and He Xinying was startled, and quickly blew out the oil lamp, hid the scroll in the lowermost box under the table, and walked to the collapsed box to lie down in three or two steps. Just when I lay down, there was a maid knocking on the door: "Grandma? Grandma?"

"What's the matter?" He Xinying pretended to be sleepy.

The outside was silent for a while, and someone said: "A thief has entered the yard. The uncle asked us to ask the grandma."

"A thief entered?" He Xinying was a little nervous, but still pretending to be surprised, dressed in an outer garment to open the door to the maid, and asked suspiciously: "How can a thief enter the house?"

"I don't know." Seeing that He Xinying stayed in the room so well, the maid seemed to be relieved, and said: "The uncle is now trying the little thief."

"Let me see." He Xinying said. She closed the door and walked into the main hall with the maid.

In the main hall, Xu Zhiheng was sitting on the chair in the middle, surrounded by a group of women's little servants, kneeling on the ground, a man dressed as a little servant, stubbornly kowtow to Xu Zhiheng: "Grandpa forgive me, grandpa forgive me. I really didn’t take anything, nothing!"

Xu Zhiheng's face was dripping with water, and staring at him, "Stop talking nonsense, hand over what you stole from the **** bedpost, otherwise, you will die here today!"

When he said this, his eyes were dark and fierce, and he was so different from his previous gentle and angry appearance. He Xinying was startled, and when he heard the word "bedpost", he became even more nervous. She barely squeezed a smile and walked to Xu Zhiheng's side: "Husband, what happened?"

Seeing He Xinying, Xu Zhiheng's expression slowed down and pointed to the people on the ground: "This person sneaked into the yard where A He was alive at night, and stole A He's old things from the bedpost. It's terrible!"

Fuwang-the young man on the ground hurriedly defended: "Master, it's really not the little one. When the little one found the bedpost, it was already empty. The little one really didn't take the contents!" /

Fuwang was also complaining in his heart. Today, he was just taking advantage of the night when there was no one. It was a good time to sneak into the former big granny house to find the old things for the mysterious man. As a result, he turned around in the room and found that one place was different from the others, that is, by the bedpost of the back room. He thought that there would be some secret inside, but when he opened it, it was empty. Before he had time to regret, he was caught in front of Xu Zhiheng at some point when the outsiders were disturbed.

"Uncle, it's really not the little one. If you don't believe it...you search for the little one, search for the little one's place...the little one is wronged!"

He Xinying watched the little servant kowtowing his head and begged for mercy, and was frightened. This little servant seemed to be her replacement for the dead. However, if it's just ordinary property, with Xu Zhiheng's temperament, there is no need to be so harsh. It's a big deal to get out of the house. How can you look at it now, it seems like you want to die. Does Xu Zhiheng know what is inside the bedpost? But that was just an unusually ordinary military book!

He Xinying didn't quite understand.

"I think you are full of lies, not a word of truth. In that case, you can't ask why you stay here, so you will be handed over to the government." Xu Zhiheng said coldly.

As soon as this remark came out, Fuwang changed color suddenly. Since ancient times, the subordinates handed over by the master to the government are mostly dead words, and death is particularly torturing. He was just a little greedy for money, but he didn't think about taking his own life. Besides, he was so wronged. You have to know that he didn't get anything. In that case, it is of course the most important thing to save your life first. Fuwang begged: "I beg the uncle not to hand over the small one to the government. In fact, the small one is entrusted by others to steal things. The young one tells the uncle what he knows. Life?"

"Entrusted by others?" Xu Zhiheng looked at him.

"Exactly," Fuwang banged his head, "I just borrowed the little one's a hundred courage, the little one would not dare to steal from the house!"

Xu Zhiheng stared at Fuwang, as if trying to tell whether what Fuwang said was true or false. After a while, he said to the people around him: "You all go out, I have something to ask this thief."

He Xinying glanced at the little servant on the ground, "Husband, I..."

"You also go out." Xu Zhiheng's attitude is very determined.

He Xinying didn't say anything, she backed out, and when the door was closed, she looked in the direction of the house. At some point, the palm of her hand was soaked with sweat.

That book of war...what is going on?

In the room, Xu Zhiheng asked, "After all, who let you come to Xu's house to steal something?"

"It's... it's General He."

"Dare you lie to me?" Xu Zhiheng was furious.

Fuwang was so scared that he immediately knelt down again, "The little one dare not deceive the uncle. The people who met with the little one say that their master is General He!"

Xu Zhiheng clenched his hands into a fist, suppressing his emotions and said: "Why does He Rufei want you to come and steal things?"

"The little one doesn't know," Fuwang wiped the sweat from his forehead. "They gave the little one a sum of money, and the little one is also obsessed for a while. He thought about it, just to steal something and inquire about someone. , And it didn’t mean doing something that hurts the world and reason, so I agreed."

"Inquire about people?" Xu Zhiheng narrowed his eyes. "What are they going to do with you?"

Fuwang only hopes to be able to go out, and ignore the rest, and simply tell everything he knows, "They want the younger to find some old things from the big grandma's life, and people related to the big grandma's life. Little When he entered the mansion, the grandmother had passed away, and she couldn't find anyone, she just thought that maybe she could steal something." He was also cunning, saying that he was caught before he could do anything for the other party, and he didn't mention anything. In the case of Mother Qin earlier, "Sneak into the big grandmother’s house tonight. Before I found anything, I was found. But uncle, the thing in the bedpost was really not taken away by the little one. When the little one found the bedpost, it was inside. It's already empty!"

This is not false, but Xu Zhiheng still doubts him.

"I beg the young man to spare his life, and I will never dare to be young again!" he begged.

The uncle Xu, who has always been soft-hearted and talkative, did not answer today, but Fuwang boldly raised his head and glanced up. Under the light and shadow of the lights, the man's face was half bright and half dark, half like an ordinary person. True, the other half is like a hideous evil spirit, twisted and chilling in the bottom of my heart.

I don't know how long it took, just when Fuwang felt that he was about to lose his life, the person above spoke. Xu Zhiheng said: "Since you said that General He entrusted you to do the work, the Lord will save you. But..." His voice sank, "The next time they meet you again, you need to tell them that they didn't notice. And can’t tell me what I found out about you."

Is this asking him to lie to the people at He Rufei? The doubts in Fuwang's heart flashed, and he lowered his head quickly, and said with gratitude: "Thank you, uncle! The younger one must do a good job for the uncle!"

Xu Zhiheng looked at the little servant who knelt on his feet, and did not speak.

He Rufei actually sent someone to investigate He Yan's old objects secretly. What did this do? Do you want to catch a handle to threaten yourself?

Yes, there was a big fire in Xianchang Hall a few days ago. It happened that it was burnt down in the notes of "He Rufei" when he was young. As soon as the news reached the Xu family, Xu Zhiheng guessed that it must be He. As it is not. It seems that for the appearance of the cousin with the same name and surname, He Rufei is not as calm as it seems on the surface.

The He family has too many handles, the second wife of He, He Rufei himself, and He Yuan Sheng He Yuan Liang brothers. In comparison, the Xu family has too few handles. Even when He Yan died, he was not the one who did it. Xu Zhiheng can completely retreat if the Dongchuang incident is really going to happen.

Maybe this is what makes He Rufei feel uneasy, so he will do everything possible to seize He Yan's handle in the Xu family. In this way, as long as you can prove that you also know that He Yan and He Rufei have exchanged identities For one thing, one day the truth will come to light, and the Xu family will not be able to escape.

He Rufei was scared, so the more at this time, the more he had to pull the Xu family into the water.

Xu Zhiheng's face is dark.

Even though he knew this from the beginning, he also understood that the He family and the Xu family were already on the same boat. But when this happens under my nose, I still feel unhappy. When there was nothing wrong in the past, I naturally hope that you will be good and I will share Ronghua together, but if something happens... He Rufei's approach is really not moral enough.

Since He Ru is not so excessive, then he doesn't need to talk about feelings. Speaking of it, just as Fuwang wandered around in He Yan's house but found nothing, it really happened. As long as there is no evidence, Xu Zhiheng can still protect himself clearly.

……

At night, He Yan couldn't fall asleep tossing over the collapse.

She knows that He Rufei is not General Feihong, and there are many loopholes, but everyone in the world must pay attention to evidence. It is impossible to let the truth come to light with a word of yourself. And the truth sounds so incredible.

In the Fuyue Army, there is no living evidence for the time being. Mother Qin wasn't enough alone, and if she wanted to grasp He Rufei's handle, she had to start with the Huayuan First Battle. During the War of Huayuan, He Rufei and the Utuo must have an ulterior relationship.

He Rufei is cautious and careful. If you want to find evidence of He Rufei's collaborating with the enemy and treason, you may only have to go to He Mansion.

Hefu...

He Yan sat up from the collapse, leaned on the head of the bed, looked at the curtain, his thoughts gradually drifted away.

In fact, she is not afraid to step into the He family again. In that "He family", she has been fed up with the use and indifference, and she will not have any old feelings again when she returns to the house.

However, when she thought of seeing Madam He again, she didn't know how to face it.