"boom!"
Changsun Wuji slammed the teacup on the coffee table, his round face was full of anger, and he shouted sternly: "In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, how stupid you are to provoke Fang Jun in public. I really thought he was a rootless and unreliable person who could be manipulated by you." A soft persimmon?"
Qiu Yingqi stood in front of Changsun Wuji with his hands tied. His heart trembled at his sudden move, and he argued in panic: "It's not that this junior is stupid, but that Fang Jun is too domineering. Who would have thought that he would do it without saying a word?" If you dare to collide with the boat, if I dodge slower, I might be hit and the boat will break into the water..."
"Almost?"
Changsun Wuji was furious. All his plans were disrupted by Qiu Yingqi's extremely stupid move. He said angrily: "Back then, Dou Dewei provoked Fang Jun, but Fang Jun's boat crashed him into pieces and he fell into the water. He almost drowned, how are you compared to the children of the Dou family? He even dared to kill the children of the Dou family, how could he care about your life or death? Believe it or not, if you dare to show up anywhere outside Guanzhong, you will immediately attract the attention of others. Did your brother Qiu Shenji meet the same miserable end?"
Qiu Yingqi tensed up and said in surprise: "This...isn't it?"
It was just a mere quarrel, not even a quarrel, and Fang Jun had the upper hand throughout the whole process. He had lost a big face. How could Fang Jun still put himself to death unscrupulously?
That's too domineering...
Changsun Wuji stared at him and said angrily: "Do you think that if you are suddenly transferred back to Guanzhong at this juncture, Fang Jun will not guess that you intend to harm him? There are thousands of days to be a thief, but there are no thousand days to guard against thieves. Yes, as long as Fang Jun wants to live, he will definitely eradicate you, the enemy who intends to harm him. What's more, you are stupid enough to show off your power to him in person. Do you think he can't strike first and chop you into pieces? Throw it into the Yellow River to feed the bastard?"
Qiu Ying was horrified and said quickly: "Zhao Guogong harmed me! But you found me back then and said you wanted to help me kill Fang Jun to avenge my cousin. How come now I have become Fang Jun and need to be killed urgently?" man of?"
He wanted to kill Fang Jun, not only to avenge his family's shame, so that generations of ancestors would not be able to hold their heads high, but also to board the Changsun Wuji's ship, but all of this had to be done in secret, even if it couldn't be done without anyone knowing. Unconsciously, it was necessary to leave no human or physical evidence. Why did it suddenly seem that he was standing in the sun, and everyone knew that he intended to murder Fang Jun?
Thinking about Fang Jun's overreaction on the Tongguan waterway, it was probably because he knew his intentions and deliberately made the matter a big deal. In this way, he would not dare to kill him secretly, lest he There is no way to escape the relationship afterwards.
The tyranny of people like Fang Jun is simply unbelievable. Now that they know that they want to kill him, how can they sit back and wait for death?
Maybe Fang Jun has already sent countless dead soldiers at this time, waiting for him to hit him with one blow when he is alone, and strike first...
With the energy of a big shot in the army like Fang Jun, how could he withstand a blow with all his strength?
Just thinking about the moment when he mistakenly fell into a trap, surrounded by arrows like locusts and thunderous thunder hitting his head and face, Qiu Yingqi's legs twisted and his heart suddenly...
It was obvious that he had been tricked by Changsun Wuji!
I might have had some luck before, hoping to escape smoothly after killing Fang Jun, but now it seems that even if I really do it flawlessly, Changsun Wuji will definitely confess him, and he must be punished for this crime. The people took the responsibility and picked off all the Guanlong nobles.
But if I don't kill Fang Jun, I will have to guard against Fang Jun's counterattack for the rest of my life...
Only now did he realize that all his plans had already fallen into Changsun Wuji's trap. Now no matter what, he could only kill Fang Jun, and he would have to shoulder the responsibility afterwards. It was impossible to stay out of the matter. .
Because the Guanlong nobles are unwilling to bear this suspicion...
Changsun Wuji's anger subsided a little, he glanced at Qiu Yingqi, drooped his eyelids, picked up the tea cup and drank slowly.
Qiu Ying became angry and gritted his teeth and said: "The government of Zhao Guogong has been exhausted, and I have nothing to say. But since I am a dead man, how come I won't affect the family, but let Duke Zhao down."
Everyone is afraid of death, but once he is accused of assassinating Fang Jun, not only will he die, but his family will be implicated, so what is the purpose?
Changsun Wuji still had his eyelids drooped and said slowly: "Fang Jun is definitely going to die. If he doesn't die, the prince's team will not be scattered. How can I help King Jin achieve his great cause? The current situation is that as long as Fang Jun dies, , it will be difficult for you to get away from it.”
Qiu Yingqi changed his expression and said, "Duke Zhao wants to blame me?"
"You think too highly of yourself," Changsun Wuji sneered, "I never said to do it myself, I just explained the current situation to you. No matter who killed Fang Jun, the crime will only be added to you in the end. On your head. Have you ever considered whether you should sit at home and wait for the accusations to fall from the sky, and die in humiliation while being wronged, or whether you should personally avenge the family and be as strong-willed as Zhuan Zhuguo Xie, who wants to be famous throughout the ages even if he dies? Got it clear?"
As he said that, he put down the tea cup, raised his eyelids, his gloomy eyes became warm and kind again, and continued: "What's more, considering our family friendship, I may not be able to do it for you after everything is done. Arrange a way to escape. This world is boundless. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty claimed to be rich all over the world, but there were too many places that he could not conquer. There is always a place to settle down. "
Qiu Yingqi gritted his teeth and stared, his face filled with anger, but he was making quick calculations in his heart.
He really wanted to ask, like Changsun Chong, running around like a wild dog, lingering on his last breath?
But if you think about it carefully, the end will be bleak, but it is better to die than to live. Since everyone is dead on both sides, it might not be bad to have a way to survive...
As for whether Changsun Wuji will silence him at some point... Now that we are in such a desperate situation, we always have to give it a try whenever there is a chance of survival. Who would be willing to lead someone to death?
The only blame is that he is so shrewd in his calculations that he is able to kill his enemies with his own hands and climb up to become a patron and gain promotions. However, he failed to realize that Changsun Wuji, an old poisonous snake, has deeper calculations and a more poisonous heart than he does...
*****
After leaving Zhao Guogong's mansion, Qiu Yingqi rode on horseback with his soldiers, feeling so depressed that he wanted to curse.
This time when he was transferred back to Guanzhong, he followed the path of Changsun Wuji. He never informed his uncle Qiu Xinggong from the beginning to the end. He originally planned to kill Fang Jun and then use Changsun Wuji as his backer, and then he would be promoted to a higher position. Go and show off your power in front of your uncle and tell him that your nephew is still prosperous without your care. Do you think he feels guilty?
After all, in order to seize the position of the head of the family, Qiu Xinggong never took care of his nephew for so many years...
But now he was in a dead end. Looking around, the only one who could figure out a way to survive this move was his uncle Qiu Xinggong, who had always looked down upon each other...
No matter how hard he tried to save his face, he had to go to Qiu Xinggong for advice. This uncle was not only as rude and cruel as he seemed on the surface, he was also very scheming.
After returning to Qiu's house, Qiu Yingqi went directly to the study and asked to see his uncle Qiu Xinggong.
In the study, all the servants were kicked out. The uncle and nephew sat opposite each other on the floor, and the atmosphere was solemn.
After hearing Qiu Yingqi's explanation, Qiu Xinggong didn't get angry. He sighed and said: "You, you, you... Although we have always had quarrels with each other, after all, we are of the same blood. How can we make our own decisions on such a big matter without even asking?" Ask me about this uncle?"
Qiu Yingqi disapproved and asked you? I asked you, you have to mess with good things, but you still allow me a chance to fly into the sky?
But now that he was being eaten to death by that old fox Changsun Wuji, he knew that he was in the wrong. Moreover, he did not dare to do anything wrong in front of Qiu Xinggong, so he could only lower his head and look like he knew he was wrong, and begged: "My nephew, please I know I am stupid, I did this very recklessly, but the matter has come to this, my nephew is desperate, I still hope my uncle can give me some advice, my nephew doesn't want to die."
Qiu Xinggong glanced at him and snorted.
Don't want to die?
If you don't want to die, then don't commit suicide...
But looking at Qiu Yingqi's desperate look, he remembered how his brother had taken care of him back then. Since his brother's death, he seemed to have been a little indifferent to the two sons he left behind, and even went so far as to be the head of the family. My heart softened a little.
But even if he wanted to intervene, he would still be in a dilemma. How could he not know what kind of temper Changsun Wuji was? He was absolutely ruthless and ruthless, and escaping from his hands would be even harder than climbing to heaven.
For a moment, he was at his wits' end...
