Tick tock, tick tock.
Time passed by minute by second, Zheng Gong, the head of the Zheng family, paced back and forth in the Zheng family hall, restless.
In fact, he had no hope at all that Zheng Longtu could kill Fan Guangming!
After all, as a father, how could he not know how much his son is capable of?
My son, since he was a child, although he has some talents, he is more ambitious and short-handed.
I don't like this, I don't like that.
Such a person, if the Zheng family is still at its peak, can naturally protect him from wind and rain, and he can live his life safely.
But unfortunately, now that the Zheng family can't even protect themselves, how can they protect him?
So from the bottom of his heart, he felt that it was unreliable for his son to lead clan soldiers to kill Fan Guangming.
After all, he is a master who is only one step away from entering the master realm! Even Zheng Wu, a talented warrior trained by his family since childhood, failed, let alone this young master who had been pampered since childhood.
But even so, he still let Zheng Longtu go!
Because I am unwilling!
Facing that position, the success is on the verge of failure, with only the last step left. Who can accept such an ending? Who is willing to accept it?
Besides, what if Zheng Wu had seriously injured Fan Guangming last night?
Perhaps, Fan Guangming has already reached the end of his strength and is pretending to be powerful, perhaps bluffing.
If this is the case and the Zheng family retreats, wouldn't it be a huge laughing stock?
So it doesn't hurt to let Long Tu give it a try.
After all, with this kid's character, he would never charge in person. At most, he would just command the clan soldiers from behind to fight.
If he fails to fight, he will most likely escape, and his life should not be in danger.
But now, so much time has passed, but Zheng Longtu has never returned.
For a moment, Zheng Gong was a little unsure.
"Master, everyone is ready. Please ask when we will leave." The housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion ran over panting and asked.
When Zheng Gong heard this, his expression was a bit ugly, but he did not hesitate at all, but said directly: "Let everyone go to the South City Gate and leave the city on time at midnight tonight!"
"What about the young master? Are you waiting for him?"
Hearing this, Zheng Gong was silent for a moment, and then said: "I'll wait here, just give me your orders first."
"If you don't come by midnight, I'll have to leave first."
Zheng Gong closed his eyes, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
But no matter how complicated it was, he never changed his decision.
Because Zheng Gong knew very well that he was not only Zheng Longtu’s father, but also the head of the entire Zheng family!
Now the safety of the entire family is tied to him alone, and he must not make any mistakes!
There is no reason for the whole family to be buried with his son alone.
As the leader of a large clan, sometimes you have to be cold-blooded.
Zheng Gong took a long breath and looked up at the sky. He saw the bright moon and couldn't help but sigh: "The moon tonight is so round."
However, the housekeeper heard infinite incompleteness, misery and sadness from his mouth.
It seems that the moon is not a full moon, but a waning moon.
As time goes by, the night gets darker and darker, and it's almost midnight.
However, Zheng Longtu was nowhere to be seen. Zheng Gong knew very well that his son, who had a high eye but a low hand, might have died in the hands of Fan Guangming.
He immediately sighed, with desolation in his eyes, and said, "Let's go!"
"Go to the South Gate, leave Dajin completely, and go to Nanliang!"
"No!" Zheng Mansion's housekeeper couldn't help but lament.
Soon, in the darkness of the dark night, the south gate of the Jin capital quietly opened.
Zheng Gong led a group of Zheng family members and filed out as if they were fleeing.
However, when they were halfway there, they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind.
When the Zheng family saw this, their whole bodies tensed up and they didn't dare to breathe for a while.
However, even so, the sound of horse hooves behind them not only did not attenuate at all, but intensified, and the sound became louder and louder. It was obvious that they were coming towards them!
Seeing this, Zheng Gong couldn't help gritting his teeth and asked the steward beside him: "How many clan soldiers are left who followed this time?"
"Less than two hundred!" The butler also looked bitter, feeling quite like a disaster was imminent.
As the first aristocratic family in the Jin Dynasty, the Zheng family actually cultivated many clan soldiers on a daily basis, but most of the clan soldiers were hidden in secret, and only a few were exposed to the sight of others.
However, a batch was used when killing the Fu family, the Yang family, and the two Chu envoys, another batch was used when killing Fan Guangming, and just now the eldest son took away another batch, and the rest are really useless. To two hundred people!
If these two hundred people just escorted them to Nanliang, that would be enough.
After all, if these two hundred people survive to the end, they must be the elite among the clan soldiers, and one of them is as good as ten!
With two hundred people like this here, ordinary bandits would die if they came here.
But now they are facing the regular army!
No matter whether you can survive the fight or not, even if you can, once the noise is too big, the game must be over!
"Go ahead with the order, and prepare all clan soldiers. If you see that the situation is not going well later, follow my instructions, kill the pursuers, and escort everyone out of the city gate!"
"promise!"
Ta da da, da da da!
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the strings in the hearts of the Zheng family became tighter and tighter.
Finally, the sound of horse hooves stopped, because the owner of the horse had arrived in front of Zheng Gong and others!
However, what surprised them was that what came was not the pursuers, but the embarrassed Zheng family soldiers, who even surrounded Zheng Longtu, whose arm was obviously broken.
"What...what's going on? What happened after you went to find Fan Guangming?" Zheng Gong stared at Zheng Longtu's arm, his expression visibly ugly.
"Master, we wanted to take advantage of the large number of people and charge directly to kill Fan Guangming."
"But who would have thought that he seemed to have realized that we would come for a sneak attack, so he arranged an ambush in advance and directly surrounded all of us!"
"In order to break out of the siege, many brothers died in battle, and the young family leader was even shot in the arm by a poisonous arrow. In order to save our lives, we had no choice but to take this step."
Hearing this, Zheng Gong frowned slightly and looked up and down at the clan soldier commander in front of him, his face serious.
After a while, he just nodded and said "Follow me."
The leader of the clan soldiers in front of him was indeed a member of their Zheng family, and Zheng Longtu was indeed his useless son. Neither of them had been replaced.
Even the clan soldiers who followed were all familiar faces!
But even so, Zheng Gong still walked up to the housekeeper and whispered: "Let the remaining two hundred clan soldiers keep an eye on that group! If there is any movement, take it directly without reporting it to me. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" The housekeeper also looked serious, and his eyes couldn't help but become sharp as he looked at those people.
