"you?!"
Tian Mi looked at Tian Yan doubtfully.
"good!"
Tian Yan's face was calm and his eyes were firm.
"oh?!"
Tian Hu looked at Tian Yan with interest, slowly stepped forward and said, "Eldest niece, you are still young. There are some things that you cannot bear the burden of!"
In response to everyone's doubts and obstructions, Tian Yan seemed to have already thought of a response, and said calmly: "My father is dead now, and it is most suitable for me to inherit the position of the leader of Lieshan Hall."
"If my second uncle takes over, since he is already the master of the Chi You Hall, he will inevitably encounter some gossip and objections, and it will not go well!"
"What's more, if you can't catch the murderer for your father, you will be a woman in vain!"
When Tian Hu heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "Okay!"
"In this case, my second uncle will definitely support you with all his strength!"
Tian Mi smiled charmingly and said, "I don't have any objection."
Seeing this, Tian Yan continued: "After I inherit the position of the leader of Lieshan Hall, I will definitely support my second uncle to become the leader of heroes!"
"At that time, three of the six halls in the farmhouse will be from us and will support the second uncle."
"Even if the Zhu family is unwilling to agree, there is nothing they can do. Even if he can unite with the other two families, it will only be a separate conflict. Besides, we can fight for it again."
Tian Mi's eyes were blazing, and she said with a smile: "Yes, Siyue Hall and Gonggong Hall can strive to join forces with them."
"but……"
However, Tian Hu had a clue, and reminded the two of them: "Although Tian Zhong, the leader of Gonggong Hall, is named Tian, he is the adopted son of the Zhu family after all."
"Even if we betray the Zhu family and advance and retreat together with Lieshan Hall, we still need to be cautious."
Tian Mi and Tian Yan nodded slightly, and said with solemn expressions: "That's how it should be!"
at night!
It's approaching midnight.
Farmhouse, dark and shadowy.
A man and a woman stand opposite each other, wearing dark gold armor, showing off the burly body of the man.
Xuanjian looked at the woman coldly and asked in a deep voice, "How is it?"
The woman's voice was calm and she responded: "There is still one last step left."
"It makes the various halls suspicious of each other. Only in this way can we take the opportunity to weaken the strength of each hall and completely control the entire farm family!"
Xuanjian sneered and said, "No wonder the Lord values you so much. Just do it!"
"This matter has dragged on for too long, and I'm already very unhappy."
After speaking, the voice disappeared and the figure disappeared into the night.
Shennongtang!
Situ Wanli, the leader of Siyue Hall, stepped in and looked at a short, fat, rather sleek man with a brightly colored mask on his face.
It is the Zhu family, the head of Shennong Hall.
Seeing Situ Wanli coming, he stretched out his hand to take a seat on one side and said with a smile: "Master Situ, please take a seat."
Situ Wanli looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Hall Master Zhu, all the halls are targeting Shennong Hall today. You'd better make plans in advance."
Hearing this, the Zhu family sighed helplessly and said with a sad look on their faces: "The farmhouse is already in chaos. Right now, the best way is to reorganize the farmhouse!"
"Before we fight for the hero, we should investigate the truth as soon as possible."
While the two were talking and discussing, the disciples outside the door came running in panic and said with a horrified look on their faces: "Two hall masters, the disciples responsible for patrolling Kuei Hall and other halls died tragically!"
"What?!"
When the Zhu family and Situ Wanli heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked.
One wave is over and another is rising again. How can the farm family be in trouble again? !
The two stood up and quickly led people to check.
On a patrol road at the farmhouse, several corpses of Kuei Hall and various disciples fell down, and blood flowed all over the ground.
The Zhu family just arrived.
Suddenly a group of disciples from the farm family gathered around here. The disciples of the hall master looked at the Zhu family as if they had found the murderer, their eyes full of hatred and anger.
"Hall Master Zhu, among these dead farm disciples, none of you were from Shennong Hall!"
Tian Zhong, the leader of Gonggong Hall, asked, but he was once the adopted son of the Zhu family.
A disciple of Kui Kui Hall looked solemn and asked in a cold voice: "I wonder if Hall Master Zhu already knew about it, so he evacuated the disciples of Shennong Hall!"
Tian Yan also pointed the finger at the Zhu family and said, "It seems that only Hall Master Zhu is the most suspicious."
"snort!"
The Zhu family snorted coldly, changed their facial makeup to a angry look, and said, "If I did it, why would I remove the disciples of Shennong Hall?!"
"Wouldn't this lead to suspicion on myself for nothing?!"
"Besides, what are the benefits to me from doing this? I'm afraid you are deliberately slandering me!"
The Zhu family's eyes were filled with anger. They did not expect that not only would there be fierce secret fighting among the farm family, but all the clans would also fight with themselves, and now they were beginning to kill their own people to slander him.
Looking at the body of the dead farmer disciple, Tian Hu looked furious and waved his hand to have someone take him away for placement.
He stared fiercely at the Zhu family, and said with a cold voice: "It's best not to let me find evidence, otherwise even if the whole Chi Youtang fights, Shennongtang will have to pay the price!"
Chenjun, the county town.
In the inn.
Ying Ziye sat on the top of a willow tree by the pool, enjoying the evening breeze and instructing Master Xiaomeng on how to practice swordsmanship.
"Master Qi!"
Yuan Tiangang and Hou Qing appeared and truthfully informed Ying Ziye of the results of the interrogation: "After interrogation, the herbs and other items were transported to Baiyue."
"In addition, the relationship between the Guanzhong clan and Baiyue is also closely intertwined, and each Guanzhong clan is responsible for different things."
"And the Seven Killers Sect is a killer organization secretly cultivated by the King of Nanyue!"
"Hiding in Da Qin is, firstly, to convey the news about the King of Nanyue, and secondly, to take advantage of the opportunity to control the Guanzhong Clan's secrets and completely eclipse them all!"
"As for whether the King of Nanyue has any other secret moves, Bai doesn't know."
After the two said this, they presented a list of relevant personnel that Bai Ye knew.
Upon hearing this, Ying Ziye took the roster in his hand and took a look.
I saw that it involved some official rosters in Chen County, such as Cheng Yang, Bai Ye, and the current county lord Bo, as well as other county magistrates and so on.
"The King of Nanyue made a big move in the Qin Dynasty!"
The entire Great Qin Dynasty was like a complicated network, and the eastward patrol was far from being as simple as one imagined.
Ying Ziye immediately ordered: "Order General Meng to come here to discuss this matter!"
"Here!"
Immediately some personal guards went to convey the order.
About half a stick of incense.
"General Meng, the thing is like this. The King of Nanyue secretly cultivated the Seven Kills Sect in the Great Qin Empire, and the Guanzhong clan is..."
Ying Ziye repeated the news and handed the roster to his hand.
Meng Tian looked at the contents on the roster and frowned deeply.
"I didn't expect the King of Nanyue to have such wolfish ambitions!"
"This matter must be reported to His Majesty as soon as possible. Even if we cannot send troops to South Vietnam at this moment, we must start preparing for this matter!"
Ying Ziye nodded and said, "Not bad!"
"This matter involves too much. It is a contest between the empire and the many barbarians from Baiyue in the south!"
He also agreed with Meng Tian's plan.
Meng Tian immediately dispatched elite cavalry and set off overnight to Xianyang to deliver the news.
