In his residence, Zheng Yuandong fell to his seat.

It gradually became dark outside the window, and the setting sun disappeared in the sky. The wind blew the window frames.

Knock knock knock knock!

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Zheng Yuandong's voice was lifeless.

The door was pushed open, and Yuan Jin, the male servant who served Zheng Yuandong's house, came in.

"Yuan Jin, go there."

Yuan Jin bowed, "Since you arrived at my husband four years ago, my husband knew what you were going to do."

Boom!

Zheng Yuandong stood up suddenly, looked alert, and glanced at the horizontal knife hanging on the wall.

Yuan Jin seemed not to see it, and he said calmly: "Your every move is under the control of my husband. Five days ago, my husband called me and asked me to tell you... to tell Far East to live well."

Zheng Yuandong's cheeks trembled slightly.

"My husband!"

He covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.

"My husband!"

There is no other faction at this moment.

Changsun Wuji was proclaimed by the late emperor as his first hero, and his achievements in civil and military affairs were not general. Zheng Yuandong was by his side for several years. Since he had noticed it a long time ago, why not alienate him?

There is only one possibility.

Changsun Wuji wanted to pass on his words and deeds to the emperor through him.

I am worthy of my heart!

Zheng Yuandong sat until dawn.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were blank.

"What am I going to do next?"

Changsun Wuji was gone, and his position was Changsun Wuji's personal aide, so naturally he disappeared.

But where should I go if the world is so big?

He walked out of the house and wandered in a daze on the street.

"Mr. Zheng!"

"Mr. Zheng!"

Zheng Yuandong turned around in a daze.

I don’t know when he actually came to Tietou Tavern.

Why is this man in dismay? Many people stood outside the restaurant and frowned at him.

Zheng Yuandong staggered into the diner.

"Do you want to drink alcohol?"

Manyuo started practicing calligraphy again.

Zheng Yuandong shook his head, then nodded, and said self-deprecatingly: "Maybe I should be drunk like a mud, so that I can forget those sadness and troubles."

"Sad?" Duoduo was very curious. In her eyes, Zheng Yuandong was just... what to say! He liked to show off his literary talent and his far-sighted vision. How could he encounter such a thing?

"Yes, but I'm not a relative, but I'm particularly sad."

"Then let's have a drink."

Many people started practicing calligraphy.

"Wine is something that can make people forget. However, when you wake up after getting drunk, the person will feel more and more sad."

Zheng Yuandong smiled and said, "That's not bad, at least it's okay to forget it for a night."

Sorrow and kill people make people feel sad.

He didn't want food either, so he raised his glass to drink.

In the first year, Changsun Wuji treated him very well, but in the second year, he often kept him by his side and did not shy away from him.

At that time, he was still proud, feeling that his skills were superb and could actually hide from the important officials of the late emperor...

But it was not until yesterday that he realized that all this was just a dream. Changsun Wuji had known his identity for a long time, but he still kept him. Otherwise, just one accident would make him disappear in this world.

Live well!

Zheng Yuandong suddenly drank the glass of wine, closed his eyes, and tears burst out from his eyes.

Duoduo Tingbi looked at him and shook his head, "It's sad... I'm going to cry out loud. After Aye was stabbed to death, I cried for three days and three nights, and almost cried blindly, and then I felt much more comfortable."

Zheng Yuandong raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why?"

Duoduo said calmly while writing: "Because I know that when Aye goes, I must be most worried about me. If I am heartbroken and become confused from now on, Aye's spirit in heaven will definitely be anxious."

Zheng Yuandong sniffed, "What if a person dies like a lamp extinguishes?"

Duoduo tilted his head and looked at him, suddenly smiled and smiled... If Jia Ping'an came, he would definitely say that this smile would be particularly healing.

"If a person dies like a lamp goes out, then the dead should be gone, and the living must continue to work hard to live."

Zheng Yuandong stayed there, and for some reason, he bowed and said, "Thank you."

Many people shook their heads.

Zheng Yuandong looked at the restaurant and suddenly asked, "Do you lack personnel here?"

Many nodded, "I'm afraid, some brothers were persuaded to start a family and start a business and do serious business. Now they are in the restaurant, and they are in charge of things outside."

She continued to practice calligraphy.

"I...I can help. No, I can do things."

...

Jia Ping'an went to find Zheng Yuandong and was useless. There was no shortage of things at home, and there was no trace of destruction.

"Is this man taken away honestly?"

Lao Zheng, don’t blame me... I didn’t forget you, but I thought about waiting for Changsun Wuji to come again, so that I won’t be so eye-catching.

He thought of many things. Zheng Yuandong used to like to go there the most, and he didn't know what would happen to many things after he disappeared.

That girl... is actually not bad!

Jia Ping'an arrived at the Tietou Tavern and saw a familiar person as soon as he entered.

"Old Zheng?"

Zheng Yuandong in front of him was wearing a guy's clothes and was doing a lot of work... There was a stubborn stain on the desk, and he was wiping it persistently.

Zheng Yuandong looked up and smiled and said, "Mr. Wuyang, it's been a long time since I left."

Many people are still practicing calligraphy while Zheng Yuandong is working...

Later, the two sat down in the corner.

"Changsun Wuji went there very calmly. After a glass of poisoned wine, he left in an instant."

Jia Ping'an thought this was not bad... I remember that in the original history, he was sent to Qianzhou. Li Yifu sent Yuan Gongyu to Qianzhou to interrogate Changsun Wuji, and then hanged himself.

Is this forcing him to hang himself?

Power struggles never mean treating guests to dinner, either you die or I die.

Zheng Yuandong nodded, "My husband has never lacked courage."

Your control chip is... completely throwing away the emperor's side?

Being an undercover agent can be said to be unprecedented.

"Before leaving, he said goodbye to his children and grandchildren one by one. Finally, he said that he wanted to live for a while, but was worried that the late emperor would laugh at him, so he asked for poisoned wine. The person who arrested him was watching outside without stopping him."

Jia Ping'an looked at him, "What are your plans in the future?"

Zheng Yuandong looked down at his clothes and smiled and said, "I will be the clerk of the Tietou Restaurant from now on. Mr. Wuyang remembers to come to visit the business next time."

Jia Ping'an was very surprised, "If you go back to Your Majesty, you can be the chief."

Is this temptation to go from undercover to the main event?

Super big!

Shen Yuandong looked calm.

"Don't go!"
To be continued...