Chapter 169 Life and Death

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Although the act of giving away the skin mask seemed random, Xu Yuan felt Xu Yinhe's deep helplessness based on some information he knew in his previous life, and even gradually began to understand why the prime minister's government was killed in the plot in "Cangyuan".

The whole world is an enemy.

Even the royal court, its only ally, might be a fool.

Is this a hammer?

Of course, this is only relative.

The Dayan royal family views the Xiangguo Mansion in the same way, or even more.

After all, a country has no two masters.

Nowadays, the situation in the Xiangguo Mansion can no longer be described by local warlords, but by the central warlords who occupy the heart of the Dayan Dynasty.

The birds are gone and the bows are hidden, the rabbits are dead and the dogs are cooked.

For the person sitting on the Jinluan throne, the best Prime Minister's Palace is the one that can hurt both sides with the sect.

After putting on the mask, Xu Yuan's eyes were a little gloomy, but then he sighed softly.

He is not a person who likes to struggle.

If he liked to struggle, he wouldn't have died suddenly in this world because he stayed up late playing games.

He prefers a casual and peaceful life to struggling.

Commonly known as bad display.

He had only one plan all along.

Relying on the information from the past life to help the Prime Minister's Mansion win the war in the future, no matter what the father chooses in the end, if he wants to be a young man, then he will be a dandy and travel around. If he wants to be big, then he will be a dandy. The idle prince.

After all, the plot killings targeting the Prime Minister's Mansion in "Cangyuan" in the previous life were quite outrageous.

Even when he knew that the Jiantian Pavilion was hidden in the secret, Xu Yuan's plan never changed, because the Jiantian Pavilion was harmless.

Why hide it if you are really strong? As for the ability to predict the future.

Ah.

He is unpredictable, and he is the closest direct descendant of the Prime Minister's Palace. What he does can directly affect Xu Yinhe's decision, making the future of the entire Prime Minister's Palace unpredictable.

But now he suddenly realized that the situation seemed to be worse than imagined.

Because, Xu Yinhe's decision seems to be trying to catch a duck.

"Third brother."

Just thinking,

Xu Yuan heard a soft call and looked around. He saw Xu Xinyao's worried eyes.

Xu Xinyao looked at the gloomy look on Xu Yuan's face tentatively:

"Isn't it a good thing that my father wants you to inherit the Prime Minister's Palace?"

Xu Yuan was about to shake his head and explain, but he swallowed the words that were about to come to his lips, sighed, and said with a smile:

"It's indeed a good thing. I just wasn't prepared for it. This power is so great that I couldn't even imagine it before."

His voice changed slightly because of the mask.

"Is this really the case?" Xu Xinyao was slightly uneasy.

Xu Yuan asked back:

"Apart from this, what else could be the reason?"

Xu Xinyao shook her head: "I don't know."

"Xu Yuan, can't you let me know?"

At this time, Ran Qingmo suddenly interrupted and asked in a low voice: "I can go out."

Xu Yuan turned his eyes and said:

"I told you that you are special. If I didn't want to tell you, I wouldn't have mentioned it here in the first place."

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The expression in Ran Qingmo's quiet eyes remained unchanged, but her heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

And at this moment,

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

There was an unexpected knock on the door of the courtyard.

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Xu Yuan took a deep breath and turned to look at the courtyard door:

"who?"

"Third Young Master, it's me, Bai Zhao, here to deliver dinner to the Young Master and the two young ladies."

Xu Yuan glanced at the rising sun high in the sky, motioned to the two girls to put on their bamboo hats, and uttered one word in a cold voice:

"Enter."

"Squeak——"

There was a small sound and the courtyard door was pushed open.

After entering the door, Bai Zhao immediately took a cautious look inside the courtyard.

He did not ask his subordinates to deliver meals because he knew his place very well.

But he seemed to have arrived at the wrong time.

As a human being who has been at the bottom of society for decades, although there are only two words, it is enough for him to hear that the words of the third young master just now are a little unhappy.

When he saw the strange man in the pavilion, Bai Zhao was slightly startled, and then his body began to tremble uncontrollably, but he had the mental quality.

After being stunned for a moment, Bai Zhao walked quietly to the pavilion, leaned down and put down the dinner plate in his hand:

"Third Young Master, if you are not satisfied, please give me your instructions at any time."

Xu Yuan nodded slightly. He saw the other party's trembling just now, and slightly restrained his dissatisfaction:

"Well, you did a good job, let's go down."

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Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Bai Zhao clenched his fists slightly, knelt directly in front of Xu Yuan, cupped his fists and said in an extremely fast and low voice:

"Third Young Master, I have been here in Wanxiang City for twenty-nine years and have been loyal to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Please keep me alive."

Xu Yuan glanced at Bai Zhao in surprise, and immediately felt relieved.

Although he didn't think it was anything, the reality was that he only thought about glory and hell when it came to Bai Zhao.

After a pause, Xu Yuan chuckled and comforted:

"What you're interrupting isn't a big deal, don't worry, just get up."

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When Bai Zhao heard this, his clasped fists trembled slightly due to the exertion. He didn't get up, but directly slammed his head on the stone with a "thump":

"The Third Young Master concealed his identity and came here to do business. I am of low status and know that I am not worthy of knowing about this matter. I hope that the Young Master will let go of my family. They have no idea about this."

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Hearing this, Xu Yuan silently placed his hand on the stone table and touched the meal plate with his slender index finger.

He suddenly realized what Bai Zhao was saying.

The middle-aged man with gray hair in front of him will definitely die.

Just like in previous movies, the protagonist accidentally knows something he shouldn't know, so someone will want him dead.

But reality is not a movie, Xu Yinhe is not the villain in the movie, and Bai Zhao will not be the protagonist in the movie.

So he will die.

But this person was actually able to observe it and react in such a short time

Xu Yuan waved his hand:

"Okay, get up. I have something to do today and I have to go see my father. I will mention your matter. Don't worry. Come on down."

Bai Zhao carefully wiped the blood on the stone slab with his sleeves and slowly got up from the ground:

"Bai Zhao, thank you Third Young Master for your great kindness."

After that, Bai Zhao didn't say anything else, and left the courtyard neatly and wisely.

After Bai Zhao left, the courtyard was quiet for a long time.

Xu Xinyao asked with some uncertainty:

"Third brother, why is this person like this?"

Xu Yuan glanced sideways at her and said in a calm voice:

"Didn't Bai Zhao just say that he saw that I concealed my identity?"

Xu Xinyao's breath stagnated:

"You're saying that Bai Zhao saw that his father wanted to train you."

"of course not."

Xu Yuan smiled and waved his hand:

"He doesn't have enough information right now, so he probably doesn't know yet, but if there is really a war in Vientiane City, this person will definitely be able to figure it out, and my father will not allow such a person to exist."

Xu Xinyao bit her lip:

"Third brother, this person has made great contributions to our prime minister's government. Just because he knows about it, he will be silenced?"

Xu Yuan looked at her and said word by word:

"He dies or I die, it's your choice."

Xu Xinyao's dark pupils shrank slightly, and her beautiful eyes were a little shaken.

Xu Yuan stopped looking at her, looked sideways at Ran Qingmo, and asked:

"Ran Qingmo, he dies or I die, it's your choice."

"He dies."

Ran Qingmo said without thinking. As he spoke, he stood up with the Mo sword.

Ten minutes later, there will be another chapter

(End of chapter)