In the Jiang family's mansion, the servants swept the courtyard as usual. Jiang Ru was leisurely, holding a volume of book and just turning a few pages, when he suddenly said: "Clean the blood stains at the door. My father will be back soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the vermilion door was pushed open, and the whole Jiang family mansion seemed to tremble, and an old man in purple walked in. Everyone looked at the former Minister of War, who had great military achievements, and they felt not only admiration, but also a kind of respect.
Jiang Ru smiled slightly, what is the major concern of His Majesty the Emperor now? It’s the 200,000 tiger and wolf troops in my father’s hands!
Jiang Ru did not stand up, but greeted with a smile, "Dad, you are back so early."
Jiang Ai nodded, his voice filled with calmness and authority, "Li Zixin hasn't shown up yet?"
"It's not the style of our Examiner Li to fall for the bait so easily. When you cast the bait, you have to wait for the water to calm down. Dad, isn't this what you taught me?" Jiang Ru jumped to Jiang Ai's side with a playful smile.
"Then just wait."
After Jiang Ai finished speaking, she walked towards the inner courtyard, suddenly stopped, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that Li Zixin and the prince are inextricably linked. The prince happens to be traveling far away now, so let your people be smarter. If you find someone with gray hair, come back and report it immediately."
Jiang Ru tilted his head, "Isn't this the result that dad wants?"
Jiang Ai snorted coldly, "Clumsy, that's the last resort!"
"And that little girl, if you take someone to see the situation, it's inevitable that some kind people will want to save her. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Jiang Ru said expressionlessly, "I will obey my father's orders.
Not daring to neglect, the Jiang family's guest ministers and protective dogs totaled more than thirty people. Everyone rode horses and ran with Jiang Ru all the way to the busy city.
Seeing the dense crowd of onlookers at a glance, Jiang Ru raised his whip and deliberately whipped the horse's back, causing the horse underneath him to neigh deafeningly.
"The God of Plague is coming, everyone, run away."
"Stop looking, let's go, let's go."
Seeing that Jiang Ru was coming with his powerful and evil servants, the crowd made a huge commotion and began to flee, fearing that they would be implicated if they did not leave in time. In the blink of an eye, the entire street seemed to be cleared out.
When Jiang Ru was satisfied, he suddenly found a woman kneeling next to the corpse. He immediately found it interesting, so he rode a horse and slowly came to her.
"Why don't you run away when you see me? Is it possible that you are not a local?"
The woman didn't answer, but held the little girl's cold hand tightly with both hands, looking down to see her expression.
Jiang Ru became more and more curious, "That's strange. Could it be that he is mute or deaf?" He dismounted, squatted in front of the woman, looked at the little girl's bloody back, and said, "Whose child is so pitiful? He was beaten to death just like that. Fortunately, I met this young master. He didn't live a good life in life, so he should be buried well after his death."
The woman slowly raised her head, and tears were clearly visible on her face, but the first thing Jiang Ru noticed was her bright red eyes.
"What a beautiful woman."
Jiang Ru secretly admired in his heart, this kind of appearance is absolutely stunning to the world. Is it one of the top beauties?
Carefully choosing his words, Jiang Ru said softly: "Girl, you don't have to be so sad. Life and death are determined by fate. Why don't you come back to the house with me to discuss the matter of a grand burial? Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Ru. My father, Jiang Ai, is the former Minister of the Ministry of War. , Dare I ask the girl’s name? Where is your home?”
"No need, I'll take the child back." Wang Sizhi said calmly, picked up the little girl with both hands, and slowly stood up.
Jiang Ru stood up suddenly and laughed out loud without any warning, "I told you to give it to you, but you really don't want it. This body belongs to our Jiang family. Unless you come with me, you can't take it away."
"She is an orphan, why do you say she is from your family?" Wang Sizhi said coldly.
Jiang Ru was a little surprised, and then laughed it off, "It seems that you know very well. Are you a local of Shuanghua City? But I have lived in Shuanghua City for more than ten years, but I didn't know that there are still stunning women like you hidden in Shuanghua City. In this case, I will To tell you the truth, I killed this child with my own hands. Just last night, she stole two silver ingots from me. So, this child belongs to our Jiang family. Specifically, I, Jiang Ru, used to give those two silver ingots. A silver ingot pays for one's life."
Jiang Ru took a step forward and said with a smile: "Not only that, you will also become my property. My family is rich and I can give you a well-known title. Tell me, are you willing to be a concubine or a concubine?" Where is the personal maid?"
"Did you kill her?"
"I was beaten for three hours yesterday, and my young master's waist and back are sore. If she doesn't die, I'm sorry for working so hard, right? Why, you want to avenge her? The heroine doesn't know kung fu, right? Help, help. Of course, I’m talking about my skills in bed.”
Jiang Ru sneered, "Take her back and touch her gently. If any part is damaged, I will cut off your heads and feed them to the dogs."
The woman raised her head, her bright red eyes eerie and penetrating.
In an instant, all the Jiang family warriors who were waiting for the opportunity felt the ultimate killing intent.
In the inn room, the killing intent of the Zhuxian Sword surged and was about to come out.
Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in Wang Sizhi's ears.
"Si Zhi."
Guiliu hugged her from behind and said very softly, "Just leave this kind of thing to me."
No one saw clearly how the white-haired man grabbed Jiang Ru's head. His five fingers were like hooks, and he forcefully pulled Jiang Ru's scalp off. He continued to exert force, and his five fingers seemed to be embedded in the skull! With a twist, the entire head was pulled off.
Kill Jiang Ru without saying a word!
Gui Liu's eyes were scarlet, and he almost went crazy for a moment. After stopping, he stared at a Jiang family worshiper and said, "Call Jiang Ai out."
He was so cold and depressing that Wang Si was afraid to approach the man's back. This was the first time she had seen such a man, the first time she had seen such an angry man.
Wang Sizhi walked forward slowly. Gui Liu took a deep breath and said softly: "Sizhi, you go first and go to Fanke Mountain to find the old abbot. He will definitely be able to find a solution."
Wang Sizhi bit her red lips tightly, looked at the man's face, and shed tears. Of course she understood what this meant. Jiang Ai would definitely kill him for killing his son. This is the territory of Jiang's banner. It is not that a vassal territory is better than a vassal territory. Even the emperor was extremely afraid.
"Be good, I'll go to Fanke Mountain to find you in a minute." Guiliu said with a smile, pushed Wang Sizhi gently, and roared: "Go quickly, while her soul is still alive, there is still hope of saving her! Don't worry about me, When have I lied to you? I will definitely do what I promised you!"
Wang Sizhi turned around with tears streaming down her face, and a golden light split between heaven and earth. When Wang Sizhi stepped on the snow-white Immortal Killing Sword, she was flying in the air and riding the wind, just like those fairies with fluttering clothes in mythical classics.
Guiliu crossed his legs on the ground, holding Jiang Ru's dead head in his hands, closing his eyes to rest.
The sound of horse hooves was as heavy as a drum, and the entire Frost Flower City was trembling! At the end of the market, one could finally see a line of dark water surging.
When Jiang Ai saw the head, her eyes were about to burst, "Put down my son's head!!"
Since ancient times, the overlord has forced his bow, and this former Minister of War has not yet cleared the clouds and seen the blue sky, but he is the only one among tens of millions of people on the battlefield to carry the sword! Jiang Aila's bow is like the full moon. The revenge of killing her son, no matter whether you are the prince or the emperor, you will pay with your life!
An arrow shot out, with the force of a machine-heavy crossbow. Geiliu couldn't escape, and the image of preaching to the little girl in the inn a few days ago came to mind. At that time, she hid the dagger in her clothes, making her arms dripping with blood. Her eyes were so unhappy, with scrutiny and murder. No matter what her character is, at least she is a child!
"Dad, I hope I didn't do anything wrong."
Guiliu held Jiang Ru's head high. In the next second, the skull was shattered and pieces of meat were scattered. After the arrow penetrated the head, it shattered the masonry ground behind Guiliu and was deeply embedded in the soil, making bursts of trembling sounds. .
It would be safe if the whole body was buried in a coffin, but Jiang Ru was already dead without a complete body.
Especially if it was caused by Jiang Ai himself.
"Beast!! I'll kill you!!!"
"An orphan will be used as a sacrificial pawn by you."
Guiliu slowly raised his head with a ferocious smile, "I'll kill your whole family!"
Suddenly a wave of arrows rained down, and the sky was darkened. Guiliu suddenly pulled out his blunt knife and splashed the water, and the street was torn dozens of feet apart! Man Tingfang and Zui Chuibian came out of their bodies and shuttled through the rain of arrows like comets and fireflies, piercing the armor and the heart of the cavalry again and again.
The sky was full of arrows, but they could not get within three feet of Gui Liu.
The white-haired man leaned forward slightly and held the water behind his back. His fists, swords, swords, hatred, and killing intent surged into his heart, and he began to run wildly.
Jiang Ai even lost her mind, roared with splitting eyes, and charged on horseback.
"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, go to hell." These two words appeared over and over again in Guiliu's mind. The light from the golden seal between his eyebrows dissipated, and the Buddhist luck was restrained, replaced by a murderous and violent aura.
The old abbot of Fanke Mountain once made an unintentional remark, "It is rumored that there is a Bodhisattva walking barefoot on the Bone Mountain, only seeking to kill and become a Buddha?"
I just don’t know who to listen to.
The distance between the two of them was only ten feet, Jiang Ai suddenly got under the horse's belly, and the famous horse that had been with him in the army died suddenly, and it ran rampant like it fell down. Jiang Ai was so impatient that he crashed into Guiliu. Even though he was old and weak, how could the strength of a sixth-grade warrior be regarded as that of an ant? Guiliu held Lu Shui in his hand, raised his knife, and stabbed into Jiang Ai's chest. At the same time, he also received a heavy punch in his own chest.
Taking a breath of cold air, he said to himself: "It's far from Yao Tiao's fist."
Without asking for air, he punched first and drove half of the blunt knife into Jiang Ai's chest. He pushed the handle of the knife with both hands and strode forward with a roar. Jiang Ai was knocked away dozens of times with the knife and body. Husband.
Of the more than a thousand cavalrymen under the banner of Chiang Kai-shek, half of them were dead. Man Fang Ting and Zui Chui Bian were both very capable. One was extremely lethal and could pierce through more than ten people at a time. The other was extremely fast, as invisible as the wind, and could pierce through one person after another in the blink of an eye. One's heart.
However, Guiliu clearly became the target of public criticism. Another wave of crossbows fired at them, and Jiang's cavalry threw away their crossbows one after another and began to charge with all their strength.
"That little girl wants to be fed and clothed, she wants to live a good life, what's wrong with her!!"
"The Jiang family has been on war for thirty years, plundering the people's fat and anointing wherever they go, using it like baht and using it like sand. Do you really think my father doesn't know? You Jiang family cares so much about two silver ingots? Do you insist on giving away a small piece of silver? The girl was beaten to death?! She is just a child! She should not be a victim of power!! Your son deserves to die! You deserve to die for treason and surrendering to the enemy!!!"
Guiliu punched Jiang Ai on the head. After a muffled sound, Jiang Ai fell heavily to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Pulling out the broken arrow from his chest, dark blood flowed from Gui Liu's mouth, and his whole body was a little shaken.
Jiang Zi Daqi was only loyal to the general in his life. When Jiang Ai died, everyone regarded him as dead.
The roar, the sound of horse hooves, and the sound of the wind are so harsh, like the moment of life and death on the battlefield.
Gui Liu no longer had the intention to control Man Ting Fang and Zui Chui Whip. The poison had spread so deeply that he could hardly even hold Lu Shui.
Suddenly the golden light between heaven and earth blocked out the sun. Gui Liu opened his eyes with difficulty and found a snow-white long sword hovering in front of him.
Wang Sizhi, who was far away in Fanke Mountain, stood on the top of the mountain in the sea of clouds, with his hands behind his back and his bright red eyes looking at something.
Geiliu didn't hold it, but asked: "Let's go together?"
Snow White Zhuxian's heart trembled with understanding.
A sword swept out, a knife tore apart, and there was no living thing in the nearly 100-foot long street except for the flow of flowers.
The banner with the name Chiang was broken and bleeding.
Guiliu, on the other hand, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, stood up unsteadily, squatted down in front of Jiang Ai, poured water with a blunt knife, and cut off his head bit by bit.
He pinched it hard in his hand, and his skull shattered in an instant.
In the winter of the fifteenth year of Yongshuang, the most shocking news came back to the court, causing a huge commotion.
The prince slaughtered the Jiang family in anger.
