Ge Cifeng took two steps back after hearing this. He had long heard that Fang Qianlong was the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation among the Beggar Clan. However, in just half a year, his martial arts had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was also ruthless. Except for those old monsters, few people in the Beggar Clan can control him.
After three months of seclusion, the first thing he did after coming out of seclusion was to seek revenge on Tang Yiping, who kidnapped him. After learning that Tang Yiping had died in the Poyang Lake battle, he was so angry that he went on a killing spree among the Beggar Clan, killing dozens of Beggar Clan disciples and an ordinary elder of the Beggar Clan, which was horrifying. Since then, Fang Long's real name has been changed to Fang Qianlong. Among the eight trigrams, Qian is the first, which shows that his ambition is not small.
"His Royal Highness is also afraid? Hahaha, what a strange news." Fang Qianlong grinned, unable to hide the sarcasm in his smile.
An iron wire floated past and towards Fang Qianlong's neck, which was extremely difficult to see with the naked eye. Fang Qianlong's hair was disheveled and fluttering slightly. One of his hairs touched the iron wire and immediately broke into two pieces, slowly falling to the ground...
Seeing that the iron wire was about to wrap around Fang Qianlong's neck, Fang Qianlong stretched out a finger, but he didn't see how he moved. As if with a slight wave of his finger, the iron wire broke into two pieces and hung to the ground.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'm not here to kill you. But if the person next to you tries this trick again, I can't guarantee your safety, Your Highness," Fang Qianlong warned.
Ge Cifeng was slightly frightened and changed the subject: "What you just meant was that His Majesty trapped me here to delay the start of the war between the two armies?"
"Who else can there be except His Majesty? You don't understand your Majesty today very well. He is an extremely stable person. Chu Xiang is a serious problem for the court. The court's attitude towards Chu Xiang is that if you don't fight, you will win. If you fight, you will win. Your Majesty is here Wait for Yi Xiaodao." Although Fang Qianlong and Zhao Yizhi only met once, Fang Deng's strict education from childhood made him very observant and he could see the calm side of Zhao Yizhi's character at a glance.
"Are you going to kill Yi Xiaodao or His Majesty?" Ge Cifeng asked suspiciously.
"Ah, by the way, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me, I want to kill Yi Xiaodao! Your Highness, Prince Lao, reminds me." Fang Qianlong grinned, smiling very happily.
When Ge Cifeng learned that he had been ordered to meet with Beijing to kill Zhao Yizhi, a stone finally fell to his heart. Fortunately, he was not here to kill him. This time away from Chu Xiang, he struggled on the edge of life and death several times, which made him suspicious and timid, and he no longer had the high-spiritedness he had as the heir apparent in Chu Xiang.
Fang Qianlong snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and said, "I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is getting married to He Yue'er? I hope His Majesty can stay away from her. If not, you will bear the consequences."
Mao Tingsong said from the side: "What does this matter have to do with you? His Royal Highness the Prince's marriage to He Yue'er can create a gap between Yi Xiaodao and His Majesty, but... ah..." Mao Tingsong hadn't finished speaking yet. Fang Qianlong's neck has been pinched, and he can't move.
Fang Qianlong stared at Mao Tingsong: "Yi Xiaodao and Xiang Lian'er refused to save me in Nanhuai. I will kill them sooner or later. But He Yue'er, none of you are allowed to touch, do you understand?"
Mao Tingsong was choked and couldn't even breathe, so he had to blink his eyes desperately to show his knowledge. Fang Qianlong threw him aside casually and left the room without even looking at Ge Cifeng.
"Madman, what my father said is absolutely right...the Beggars Clan are all madmen..." Ge Cifeng was angry in his heart, but he did not dare to curse loudly.
Mao Tingsong coughed and got up: "The strength is indeed strong, cough cough... there are successors to the Beggar Clan... Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
Ge Cifeng closed his eyes to calm down, and then laughed: "Hahahaha, don't worry, the court is not made of iron. Your Majesty doesn't want us to leave, but there are people who want us to leave. Let's wait for Zhou Ziru's next move. .”
Mao Tingsong nodded and said, "That's all."
After Ge Cifeng laughed, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. After being pardoned by His Majesty in the capital, he came to Wancheng. The imperial court and Chu Xiang had already assembled a large army at the border. His identity was recognized, and the soldiers guarding the border refused to let him pass. If it hadn't been for Mao Tingsong, I was afraid that I would have died by the gun of an unknown person.
Ge Cifeng himself could not leave Wancheng, and He Yue'er could not take him away. In desperation, he had to use He Yue'er's parents to blackmail her into marrying him, hoping that Yi Xiaodao, who was far away in Donglu, would turn against the court, and he and Dongfang Zhong just took advantage of the chaos to expand his power.
Now there is no news about Dongfang Bell, there is no news about Yi Xiaodao, and no one knows anything in the capital. She is trapped in Wancheng, and in He Yue'er's heart, she is even more unworthy of being a villain...
Fang Qianlong and the one-eyed girl came out of the inn, left Wancheng, and walked onto the official road.
As soon as they got to Guandao, they passed by the foot of He Yue'er's house without walking very far. The one-eyed girl grabbed Fang Long and made hurried gestures. He turned out to be mute!
The little girl gestured very fast, but Fang Qianlong was used to it. When he saw that she had finished gesticulating, he touched her head and smiled softly: "Xian'er, I'm not going. If I go like this now, I will only scare people. This time Are you afraid of going to the capital?"
When this little one-eyed girl was in Su City, Fang Qianlong was arrested. The little girl herself was beaten black and blue, but she still wanted to wipe Fang Qianlong's blood. At that moment, Fang Qianlong felt that she was like a little angel, so he named her on his own initiative. Fairy.
Later, he learned that her sister encountered imperial soldiers in Wucheng and died in the rebellion, so he regarded her as his own sister. Someone in the gang once laughed at the one-eyed girl who was mute and ugly and named her "Xian'er". Fang Qianlong beat her for a day and a night, wailing all night long, and was beaten to death. Since then, no one in the gang dared to make fun of the little girl.
Xian'er actually understood Fang Qianlong's gentle words, looked at Fang Qianlong, nodded, and shook his head, indicating that he agreed with Fang Qianlong's view, and also expressed his attitude that he was not afraid of going to Beijing.
Fang Qianlong picked her up and sat on his neck: "Don't be afraid, we are just going to inquire about the situation. Elder Du and the others will come later."
Xian'er gestured to Fang Qianlong for a while.
"Don't be afraid, a small danger is nothing. The gang leader promised me that as long as I can kill His Majesty, we can break away from the Beggar Gang. Then I will find you a good in-law and live a good life! Hahahaha, okay, okay, Stop gesticulating, girls will get married when they grow up. Don’t worry, no one will bully you anymore. I can’t kill anyone who dares to bully you!…”
Fang Qianlong walked with a smile, and the two of them walked on the official road "talking and laughing".
A carriage was coming in the opposite direction. Fang Qianlong could tell at a glance that the driver was just an ordinary driver and would not cause trouble, so he led Xian'er to stand aside to make way for the carriage.
The carriage passed quickly in front of the two of them. Although Fang Qianlong lowered his head, he still felt heart palpitations for no reason. He did not dare to say anything and led Xian'er away quickly.
"Such a strong internal force, I really don't know who is sitting in the evacuation..." Fang Qianlong was a little scared and did not dare to look back, so he led Xian'er and ran away from here.
The person sitting in the car was Zhang Zongbai, who was sent out of the capital by Zhou Ziru after holding a prayer ceremony in the capital.
No matter whether the vehicle on the road was bumpy or smooth, Zhang Zongbai always closed his eyes and meditated, as if an old monk was in meditation. When he just passed by Fang Qianlong, he also felt something, but he didn't look out the window to see. There are too many capable people and strangers in the world, and Zhang Zongbai has long been accustomed to them.
Zhang Zongbai opened his eyes and asked, "Where are you?"
"To tell you the truth, we have reached Wancheng." The coachman replied.
"Okay, further ahead is the territory of Chu Xiang." Zhang Zongbai stroked his beard and smiled: "Okay, let's stop here. If I ask when you go back to receive the reward, just tell me that you have sent me back to Zhenyang Mountain. Yes." Zhang Zongbai was old-hearted, and the coachman had not yet come up with the idea of receiving the reward.
The driver put Zhang Zongbai down, thanked him profusely, and rode away. Everyone already knew that the imperial court and Chu and Xiang had already assembled their armies.
Zhang Zongbai walked towards Wancheng with a smile. He didn't see how he walked, but he was still here at this moment, and the next moment he had already reached the end of the hundred steps, which was shocking.
Not long after traveling, Zhang Zongbai saw the city wall of Wancheng: "What a great place, with mountains, rivers, and outstanding people."
When the gatekeepers of Wancheng saw Zhang Zongbai, they hurriedly came forward to salute: "General, I have been waiting for Master Zhang for a long time. Master Zhang, the two armies are gathering in front of us. It may not be peaceful. Please think twice, Master Zhang."
Zhang Zongbai stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, the boy from the Zhou family really worked hard. Anyway, Pindao has some connection with the Zhou family, so let's help him this time." After saying that, he didn't know where he went, only the remaining Laughter echoed, and there were dozens of guards guarding the gate, but no one could see clearly what was happening.
Chuxiang military camp.
"Be careful, don't let go of a fly! If someone escapes, I'll take you for granted!" In the Chuxiang military camp, a leader was lecturing the soldiers: "And not only will they not let people go, but they will also pick them up." After receiving the order from above, if we find out the whereabouts of His Royal Highness, it will be a great achievement. You old veterans, please cherish it!"
Zhang Zongbai wore Taoist robes and walked quietly in front of him, standing out in a camp full of swords, spears and soldiers.
"Who is it? Breaking into the military camp without permission should be punished by death!" A young general from Chu Xiang, full of blood, took a big sword and chopped off Zhang Zongbai's head.
After cutting it in the air, Zhang Zong only took one step, and his figure had already flashed far away. Young General Chu Xiang was unhappy and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Taoist priests are trespassing in the military camp!"
Countless soldiers from Chu Xiang gathered around, led by seven or eight generals, including elder thugs from the Beggar Clan and generals under the command of King Chu Xiang. Everyone looked at Zhang Zongbai with some suspicion.
"Which of you recognizes this person?" asked a general with the highest position in the military camp.
Everyone shook their heads. The Beggar Clan were all ordinary elders, and they didn't dare to think that Zhang Zongbai came to the military camp. The general chased Zhang Zongbai on horseback, and struck Zhang Zongbai on his white head with a big sword.
Zhang Zongbai slowly sat cross-legged and happened to avoid the knife. He didn't know whether it was intentional or a coincidence.
The warrior slashed the air with one sword, flipped the blade, and struck back with the second sword.
Zhang Zongbai took a deep breath, raised his palm with one hand, and slammed it down on the ground.
"Boom!!!"
The military camp, which could accommodate more than a thousand people, was immediately shattered into pieces...all the soldiers of Chu Xiang and the disciples of the Beggar Clan fell to the ground...
