Zhao Ling looked at the black carriage going away. The man in the carriage seemed to be in a good mood. He actually sat in front of the carriage and drove the horse himself, his white shoes rising and falling.
The secret news he got today was so unexpected that it was difficult for Zhao Ling to digest it for a while. The dignified wife of Zhu Buzhan turned out to be a member of the divine religion. No wonder she died in an unknown manner.
Unexpectedly, Wu Gen actually fell in love with the descendant of a religious woman. Now it was fun, and it made it easier for him to move around. Wu Gen, let's wait and see.
"Call the coachman over and let's go back." Zhao Ling was a little excited and shouted to Xiang Qi.
Xiang Qi went to the mill and called the coachman out. The coachman knocked the mud on his soles and drove the carriage back to Zhao Ling's residence in Fuli.
At night, Zhu Buzhan returned home and suddenly saw Wu Genli in the courtyard. He was quite thin and had some gauze wrapped around his body.
Zhu Buzhan was startled. Just as he was about to speak, Wu Gen said, "Sir, I'm fine."
"Let's go into the house." Zhu Bu showed his willingness to close the courtyard door together and pulled Wu Gen into the main hall.
The two of them were sitting at the table, and as the candlelight flickered, their shadows flickered. After a long time, seeing that Wu Gen had no intention of speaking, Zhu Buzhan could only say: "Do you know who did it?"
Wu Gen had no expression on his face and shook his head, "But I will find out."
"Wu Gen." Zhu Buzhan looked at Wu Gen, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a bit strange, and had an indescribable feeling, "There are many crises in the capital, so it is better to go back to Shenwu Academy for a while."
Wu Gen suddenly grinned, "Mr., I'm worried, I have my own way to deal with it, but sir, you have to be more careful these days."
With that said, Wu Gen stood up and said, "Take a rest, sir. Please leave, student."
When he reached the entrance of the courtyard, Zhu Buzhan chased him out and said in a deep voice: "Wu Gen, no matter what happens, don't be disappointed in this world."
Wu Gen turned his head and said calmly, "Sir, when a person has passed through the storm, he is still the same person. Sir, please go back to the house." After saying that, Wu Gen walked out of the small courtyard and gently closed the door.
Zhu Buzhan stared blankly at the closed courtyard door and whispered, I believe you are still the same Wu Gen.
In the dark night, Wu Gen, dressed in black and wearing a mask, walked quietly in the streets, avoiding the soldiers on patrol and the watchmen, and headed towards the north of the city.
Further forward, there is the place where the princes and nobles live in the city, and the guards there are even tighter. Wu Gen stopped, turned into a bluestone alley, and stopped in front of a courtyard.
Most of the people living here are people related to the nobles, so they stay close to each other for convenience.
After looking around and seeing no one around, Wu Gen jumped into the courtyard. A big dog stood up, but after taking a look at Wu Gen, it crouched down in fear and clamped its tail tightly under its crotch.
It was dark all around, and the servants and maids had already gone to sleep. Wu Gen went straight to the backyard, where the owner of the yard rested. When he arrived at the door of the bedroom, Wu Gen listened to the movement inside and could only hear the heavy breathing of one person.
Gently inserting the knife into the crack of the door, Wu Gen used the knife to open the door bolt. Walking into the house, a man was lying on the bed with his head up.
Wu Gen stood quietly in front of the bed, looking at the man on the bed, his eyes were faint, and when he looked closely, there seemed to be a flame beating deep in his eyes.
The cold blade was placed on the man's neck, and the man finally woke up. Just as he was about to scream, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck and quickly stopped his scream. He looked up and saw a strange face in front of him through the faint starlight. This face is half smiling and half crying, which looks very inconsistent.
"This, this master." The man swallowed hard, "I don't know why you came here late at night. If you are asking for money, I will ask you to get it for yourself. If you ask questions, Wenbo will definitely tell you everything. .”
The man is Wenbo from the eldest prince's residence, and this is his residence in the capital. Since it is close to the eldest prince's residence, it is convenient to come and go on weekdays.
"Wenbo, let me ask you, who asked you to persuade Zhu Linchen to use the art of witchcraft and Gu." Wu Gen asked calmly.
Wenbo hesitated for a moment, but at this time he had already guessed who the masked person in front of him was, and quickly said: "I really don't know, I'm just doing things according to the instructions of the eldest prince."
The tip of the knife slid down, and he felt the tearing of his own flesh. Wenbo said loudly: "I said, I said, it was the second prince who ordered me to do it. He wanted to take the opportunity to report the eldest prince's forbidden technique so that he could be knocked down in one fell swoop. .”
Wu Yan took off his mask, and quickly covered his eyes in Culture.
Wu Gen spoke slowly, "Wen Bo, open your eyes, the second prince is not just doing this for Zhao Linge."
Wenbo put down his hand tremblingly, "Wu Gen, let me tell you the truth. The second prince's move was intended to deal with you and Zhu Buzhan. This was all the idea of Rong Kui and Zhao Ling. I'm just a business person.
In addition, they also asked me to make a small wooden figure as a physical evidence of the witchcraft and prepare to secretly place it in the eldest prince's house. When the time comes, I will take action to serve as evidence of the crime. "
"That means they won't let me go. What other plans do they have?" Wu Gen continued to ask, the knife in his hand motionless and always pressed against the opponent's neck.
"I really don't know, I'm just following orders." Wenbo looked at Wu Gen pitifully with a sad face.
"Forget it, if you don't want to give you a way out, we can only use some means." Wu Gen put his other hand on Wen Bo's forehead. He struggled like a fish out of water, his body curled up and his eyes turned white. .
After a long time, Wu Gen left the yard with a gloomy face, carrying a foot-long wooden figure wrapped in white cloth.
Just now I learned from Wenbo that Zhu Linge and others were planning to take advantage of the witchcraft to use a series of punches to completely drive the eldest prince's faction out of the court.
As for Zhu Buzhan, he was prepared to mobilize the officials under his control to impeach him on the grounds that he had violated the party's laws and regulations and had insider knowledge of the prince's use of witchcraft. He was also going to pursue Zhu Buzhan's followers and eradicate them completely. wing.
As far as Jian Xing was concerned, in the name of condoning Wu Gen's alliance with the garrison disciples and suppressing the rebellious cultivators, he was stripped of his title of national master and expelled back to Yuanzong. The reason why he didn't dare to be too presumptuous with Jian Xing was because he was afraid of the strength of Guiyuan Sect and could not refute the face of the largest sect in the Zhao Kingdom.
As far as Wu Gen was concerned, it was the triple crime of installing a secret liaison with the garrison, robbing and killing the nobles' children in a foreign land, and performing forbidden witchcraft. It was best to be sentenced to death and all private property confiscated.
As for Luo Bing, Zhu Qianhua and others, they also have their own strategies. At the same time, if necessary, Guang Luxun, who was responsible for the emperor's personal bodyguards, was used, and Zhao Linge used his reputation in the army to contact some generals of the southern and northern armies in the capital.
Wu Gen stood on a rooftop and looked up at the night sky in the capital. It was cloudy tonight, the moon was hidden and the stars were disappearing. It was pitch black without any light. The Drum Tower in the distance is squatting on the ground like a giant beast, staring at all directions.
Such a conflict is beyond the capabilities of one person. Facing the powerful forces headed by the second prince. Fighting with one's own strength is like a cricket shaking a tree. Even Zhu Buzhan, Jian Xing and others can't escape intact.
Since it doesn't make it easy for me, then it shouldn't make it easy for everyone. Touching the tailbone at his waist, Wu Gen silently hurried towards Zhu Buzhan's yard.
In the early morning of the next day, Wu Gen hurriedly said goodbye to Zhu Buzhan, but went straight out of Fuli City.
Looking at Wu Gen's back, Zhu Buluzhan's face turned angry. He took a deep breath and stood up straight, "Old Qi, send me out."
Wu Gen left the city and headed straight to the west of the city. Along the way, he inquired about the location of Jiang Ji's car dealership. When he actually found this so-called car dealership, Wu Gen couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Is this a car dealership?
On a flat river bank covering an area of more than 100 acres, the signboard of Jiang Kee Automobile Dealers clanged on the flagpole, followed by the five-door courtyard. If it weren't for regulations, I don't know how many more houses the car dealership owner would have built. On one side of the yard, along the river beach, there was a large grassland surrounded by hundreds of horses neighing.
On the other side of the yard, there are pergolas set up, and there are cars of different shapes, large or small, placed in the sheds.
Some cars are luxuriously decorated, with gilded beast patterns inlaid on the body, and the carriages are made of fine nanmu, with enough room for twenty or thirty people to sit inside.
Wu Gen took a breath of air. This stronghold of Mo Dao Sect was a bit too ostentatious. I am not afraid that Zhao Guo will get suspicious and pursue him.
When we walked to the courtyard, there were two tall and round men on guard. When they saw Wu Gen approaching, they showed no signs of arrogance and politely came up to ask what they were doing here.
Wu Gen nodded, "May I ask if the shopkeeper is here?"
"The shopkeeper is waiting for guests. You might as well stay in the guest room and drink some tea to relieve your fatigue." The man's attitude was still very good, and he even took the initiative to lead Wu Gen into a guest room in the front yard. A servant soon brought tea. .
Seeing the style of Jiang Ji's car dealership, Wu Gen couldn't help but secretly nod. He really had some tricks up his sleeve to be able to do such a big deal in the capital.
While he was deep in thought, he saw a man coming out of the main room and wandering towards the door. Seeing this person, Wu Gen stood up suddenly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightly grasped the tea cup on the table.
Wu Gen naturally knew that this person was the person who met Lao Qitou that day, but he did not expect to appear here. At this moment, Wu Gen really wanted to jump out and capture this man, but when he thought about having to interact with Mo Daomen, he endured it.
Soon a servant came to the guest room, "Sir, the shopkeeper invites you."
Wu Gen got up and went to the main room with him. There was an old man in his fifties or sixties sitting inside, wearing silk clothes common among nobles in the capital. But what's tacky is that there are palm-sized copper coins printed on it.
Seeing Wu Gen entering the room, the old man was all smiles. He did not lose any courtesy because of Wu Gen's dress. "My guest, I would like to ask if I can give you any advice."
Wu Gen glanced around the room, but didn't speak. The old man understood immediately, "You all go down."
The boys in the house walked out one after another, leaving only Wu Gen and the old man present.
"Guest sir, Jiang Qian is an old man. There is no one around. If you have anything to say, just say it. Our store has always maintained a strong reputation in the capital, so you can rest assured." The old man motioned for Wu Gen to sit down.
Walking to the old man's side, Wu Gen took out a knife-shaped coin and placed it gently on the table.
Seeing the coin, Jiang Qian's expression was stern. He put his hand on the coin and rubbed it gently. After a while, he asked: "Since I am a member of the sect, I have business here. Is there anything I need to do?"
