A black and simple manor covering an area of more than 20 acres is located on the long street northwest of Wuzhou City.
The side door on the east side of the manor opened, and a pear-wood carriage slowly drove in.
Then the black courtyard door closed, and everything was isolated.
The carriage drove slowly forward in the courtyard. There were not many servants and handymen along the way. When they saw the carriage, they all stood aside with their hands tied respectfully.
Finally, the carriage stopped in front of an elegant courtyard on the northwest side of the manor.
The car curtain was lifted, and an elderly man in Tsing Yi in his fifties with a chic look walked out of it.
Yangyan, among the four major families in Wuzhou, is the current head of the Yang family.
Among the four major families in Wuzhou, the Yang family is the weakest.
There are only seven or eight people in a generation, but no one dares to underestimate the Yang family.
The ancestor of the Yang family, Yang Hu, came from a famous family in the Han and Wei dynasties. Unfortunately, his family of poems and books suffered heavy losses during the troubled times of the Southern and Northern Dynasties and the late Sui Dynasty.
It was only during this dynasty that things gradually slowed down.
But even though the population is small, many of the Yang family's children serve as county magistrates and state and county commanders in various places.
There is even a chance that a certain person can take a step further.
Among the four major families in Wuzhou, the Yang family is only inferior to the Shen family.
Yang Yan waved his hand, and the servants and maids standing on both sides immediately bowed and retreated.
After everyone left, Yang Yan slowly stepped forward and opened the courtyard door in front of him with a complicated expression.
The next moment, a somewhat crude and small courtyard appeared in front of Yangyan.
At this moment, a gentle and handsome man wearing a white ink-patterned robe was standing to one side, with his hands behind his back, watching two children of thirteen or fourteen years old practicing calligraphy.
"Mr. Fang." Yang Yan looked at the handsome man in front of him with a complex expression on his face.
"It turns out that Mr. Yang is back." Mr. Fang reached out and patted the two young children on the shoulders, and said gently: "Let's leave it at that for today, you go back."
"Yes, sir!" The two young children bowed their hands to Mr. Fang seriously, then turned to look at Yangyan on one side, and saluted respectfully: "Aweng!"
"Let's go have a meal. After dinner, we'll have an early rest today." Yang Yan's face was filled with a kind smile before he knew it, and he nodded towards the two young children.
The two children immediately bowed and quickly retreated.
When the two children left, Yang Yan's face instantly darkened.
Looking at Mr. Fang in front of him, Yang Yan's expression became very scary, and he even felt like he was so angry that he would rush to bite him immediately, but for some unknown reason, he just didn't dare to move.
Yang Yan stood at the door, looked at Mr. Fang, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "You are really crazy. The King of Nanchang has not even entered the city yet, and you dare to use the Fuyuan Crossbow to kill him. You are really not afraid." Will the imperial court directly send troops south?"
Wuzhou is located in western Zhejiang, but only one of the four nearby states, Yuezhou, has a military force in Zhechong Prefecture.
Although this Zhe Chong Mansion has elite soldiers, the strength of the Tianyin Sect is not weak either.
Once the uprising sweeps across the southeast, the momentum will be even greater.
If they were not worried that the emperor would urgently transfer the troops from Yangzhou Zhechong Prefecture to Zhejiang before completing preparations, I am afraid that by this time, the entire Wuzhou and the entire Jiangzuo land would have completely changed.
However, Yangzhou has four troops from Zhechong Prefecture, one of which is a navy.
Whether taking the canal or approaching the sea, the troops of the four Zichong Prefectures in Yangzhou can quickly enter Jiangzuo.
Once they arrive in Jiangzuo, without the entire Tianyin Sect being fully prepared, the outcome will not be much better than twenty years ago.
Not only that, the imperial court also had a Zhechong Mansion force in Fumin, a Zhechong Mansion force in Jiangyou, and Shexuan had half a Zhechong Mansion force.
The Tianyin Sect's path has been blocked for a long time. Without careful and proper planning, their future will be another dead end.
Therefore, they will be extra careful when taking action.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Yang.
Wait, what was Mr. Yang talking about about shooting? Who shot the King of Nanchang, and he also used a Fuyuan crossbow. "
Mr. Fang's face was confused, but his expression turned gloomy immediately. He looked at Yang Yan, frowned and said, "Looking at Mr. Yang's appearance now, it seems that nothing happened to the King of Nanchang. This assassination..."
"No need to pretend to be stupid here." Yang Yan directly interrupted Mr. Fang and looked at him with a sneer: "You assassinated the King of Nanchang in full view of the public. I don't know how many people in Wuzhou saw it. What dare you do? I admit it."
These people even threatened their whole family. Sheep Yan didn't believe there was anything else they wouldn't dare to do.
"I know that Mr. Yang is full of prejudice against me, but I would like to ask Mr. Yang to explain today's matter in detail to me." Mr. Fang's face was sincere but full of confusion as he asked: "Old Yang is going to the city gate today. What happened when we welcomed the King of Nanchang? Did someone really assassinate the King of Nanchang?"
Yang Yan suddenly closed his mouth, looked at Mr. Fang, and even couldn't help but take two steps back, his eyes full of vigilance.
Looking at Yang Yan with such an appearance, Mr. Fang saw through what he was thinking at a glance: "Lao Yang is worried that I will learn from Yang Lao's mouth how King Nanchang will react after today's assassination? Haha... Actually, I'm not afraid of Lao Yang's jokes. Today at the city gate, my sect has more informants than Yang Lao imagined, so even if Yang Lao doesn’t tell, someone will tell me in detail, but for the sake of your good..."
"Okay, I'll tell you!" Yang Yan looked at Mr. Fang. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he finally chose to compromise, just like he did before.
Soon, Yang Yan described everything he saw at the city gate in detail.
Finally, Yang Yan said with a sneer: "The King of Nanchang has now sent people to cleanse all the Tianyin cultists who guarded the city, and his Qianniu Guard commander has followed your killers to chase them out. When the time comes, don't let anyone kill you." Trace it to my house."
"Don't worry, Mr. Yang. Not even a few people in our sect know about what happened to the Yang family." After a slight pause, Mr. Fang frowned and said as if to himself: "In the sect, Most of the elite have already sneaked out of the city.
Moreover, I also deliberately emphasized that in the days when the King of Nanchang arrived in Wuzhou, don't mess around. Everything is waiting for something to happen. But what happened today? How could someone suddenly take action? Who did it? "
Seeing Mr. Fang's appearance, Yang Yan suddenly felt a lot of surprise on his face: "It's really not your people who did it."
Mr. Fang shook his head calmly and said, "Old Yang, do you think it is necessary for me to hide this from you based on our current relationship?"
"Who knows, I thought you were a sincere gentleman at first, so I let my two grandchildren learn from you. Who would have thought that you turned out to be a bastard with a wolf face and a beast heart, and you actually poisoned two children." Sheep Yan bit. He gritted his teeth and looked at Mr. Fang. This was the reason why he was controlled by others now.
"Lao Yang is deeply prejudiced, and I have nothing to say." Mr. Fang bowed sincerely to Yang Yan, and then said: "Now, I would like to ask Lao Yang to avoid me. I need to contact my colleagues in the congregation to confirm what happened. What's the matter?"
"Humph!" Upon hearing that he was being driven away, Yang Yan immediately snorted angrily, then turned around and left.
The Yang family's poems and books are passed down from generation to generation, and etiquette is very important. Even when facing a person like Mr. Fang, Yang Yan still subconsciously closed the door.
Maybe it's etiquette, or maybe I'm worried that others will find out.
Mr. Fang didn't pay attention to this. He sat in front of the desk and looked at the ground in front of him, completely lost in thought. Chinese website
At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded behind Mr. Fang.
A graceful girl in black wearing a black half-arm shirt with dark patterns walked behind Mr. Fang. She wore a black gauze on her face. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she could only see a pretty outline and a pair of Indifferent eyes, but if Li Xuan were here, he would be able to recognize this old acquaintance at a glance.
Ye Wanwan, a saint from the Tianyin Sect, is an unparalleled beauty and surly-tempered saint from the Tianyin Sect.
Ye Wanwan, the saint of the Tianyin Sect who almost died at the hands of Li Xuan when she was in Yangzhou, now appeared in Wuzhou again.
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Yunxiu, when did you send someone to assassinate the King of Nanchang? Ye Wanwan looked at Fang Yunxiu in front of her with some confusion.
Fang Yunxiu, the person who lurked in Wuzhou Yang's family and used Yang Yan's two young grandsons as threats, was naturally Fang Yunxiu, the head of Wuzhou Hall of Tianyin Sect. But I'm afraid not many people thought that he would do such a thing. Do it yourself.
Moreover, Ye Wanwan didn't believe a word of what Fang Yunxiu explained to Yang Yan just now.
She stood behind Fang Yunxiu and asked with doubtful eyes: "Didn't you say that you would not take action against King Nanchang until you found out the details about him? Why did you change your mind now?"
"I haven't changed my mind, and I have never arranged it like this." Fang Yunxiu shook his head slightly and said with a sinister expression: "The King of Nanchang is a shrewd man and not weak in strength. In addition, there are many people around him who are protecting him secretly. It’s actually not easy to assassinate him, so I plan to use other methods to target him and strangle him completely step by step, but I never thought of doing it now..."
"But I have to admit that it was indeed a good idea to use the Fuyuan Crossbow to shoot at the city gate. Unfortunately, he still avoided it." Ye Wanwan said, with a look of immense hatred on her face. look.
"No, this is not a good idea. On the contrary, it is an absolutely bad idea, even a ridiculously bad idea." Fang Yunxiu suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan glanced at Fang Yunxiu angrily: "Why do you think so? I have only been down from the mountain for a few days, and I have been under your nose the whole time. How can I have the time to dispatch assassins?"
"If it's not the saint, then who is it?" Fang Yunxiu slowly turned around and gritted his teeth and said, "Such a rash act has shaken the power of the sect's gatekeepers in Wuzhou City.
Even if the saint is not in Wuzhou, she should understand that only if the gate of Wuzhou is in our hands, we can securely capture the city of Wuzhou.
Once the city gate is taken away, it means that the Sect's layout in Wuzhou has lost its upper hand. "
The assassination of Li Xuan was a success, but if it failed, the consequences would be serious.
"It has happened, and there is no point in pursuing the investigation. What we should think about now is how to clean up the consequences." Ye Wanwan looked at Fang Yunxiu with a solemn face and warned: "The King of Nanchang is the kind of person with a strong desire for revenge. When he was in Yangzhou At that time, he had obviously left, but he still came back to kill him."
Thinking of the last battle in the manor outside the city, the panic in Ye Wanwan's heart suddenly arose again.
Back in Yangzhou, it was Ye Wanwan who took the lead and killed Li Xuan when he was returning from a banquet hosted by the Hangzhou Family.
Then not only did Li Xuan not die, but all the people in their Tianyin Sect, inside and outside Yangzhou, were destroyed.
Even the leader of Huaiyang Hall, two of the four elder-level figures died in Yangzhou, and both of them died at the hands of Li Xuan.
"Yangzhou is like this, Hangzhou is not like this, and now Wuzhou is like this." Ye Wanwan looked at Fang Yunxiu, her brows suddenly rose: "So, you will never do anything to the King of Nanchang, so besides you, I, Who else in the sect would take action against the King of Nanchang? Could it be said that in the entire Wuzhou, besides you and me, are there other high-level officials in the sect?"
"I don't know, maybe there is, or maybe not, but I know that this time, we are passive." Fang Yunxiu looked at the setting sun in the distance, and her heart felt inexplicably heavy.
Ye Wanwan stood on one side. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind and she quickly grabbed it: "When we were in Yangzhou, the sect planned to assassinate the King of Nanchang, but in the end we suffered heavy losses. If you think about it carefully, it seems that everything was planned by him in advance. Do you think it will be the same today?"
Fang Yunxiu raised his brows fiercely, smashed his fist in his hand, and cried out: "Damn it, I was tricked by the King of Nanchang..."
At this moment, the dusk drum was suddenly beaten hard, directly interrupting Fang Yunxiu's words.
Today's curfew has been brought forward.
