Kyoto, the Emperor's Mansion.
A luxurious living room.
The table was covered with delicious food and some expensive drinks.
The emperor sat on the sofa, picked up the wine glass, and said with a bright smile: "Brother Wubie, come, let me toast you."
Opposite the emperor sat a man in his early twenties. He was wearing a white suit, with fair skin, handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip gently.
"Brother Ninth, you have nothing to do to show your courtesy. If you have anything to do, just say it."
Jiang Wubie spoke calmly.
The emperor put down his wine glass, pointed to the delicacies on the table, and said with a smile: "Come, eat first."
Jiang Wubie didn't move his chopsticks.
As a member of the Jiang family, he was familiar with the situation in Kyoto. Every big figure in the authorities represented different factions.
Only the four major ancient tribes can stay out of the matter.
It can even be said that some people from the four ancient tribes have also joined in.
"Brother Ninth, I can't eat this meal. Again, if you have anything to say, just say it."
The emperor's expression became serious, he picked up a cigarette on the table, lit it, and took a deep breath. The smoke filled the room.
"Brother Wubie, to be honest, Wang is planning to attack me. I can't even contact Mr. Long, and I don't know Mr. Long's attitude. The Jiang family and Mr. Long have always been close. Can you help me find out? , is it Mr. Long’s intention to kill me, or is it the king’s intention?”
The emperor invited Jiang Wubie to a banquet just to get some inside information.
Mr. Long is a real big shot.
Thirty years ago, Wang was able to ascend to power only because of Mr. Long's secret support.
The person behind Wang is Mr. Long.
He also knows Mr. Long and has met him several times, but the relationship is not good.
Moreover, the person behind him is now hostile to Mr. Long.
However, he believed that what he did was very secretive, and neither Wang nor Mr. Long knew about it.
Jiang Wubie couldn't help but glance at the emperor, tapped his fingers on the table, and said lightly: "Brother Jiu, I'm afraid I can't help you with this. You also know who Mr. Long is. I'm just a junior of the Jiang family. How could I be able to get information from Mr. Long?"
"Brother Wubie, help me."
"By the way, Brother Ninth, aren't you helping Mr. Gao? Something happened now. You should go to Mr. Gao. Why are you going to your enemy, Mr. Long, to get the news?"
Hearing this, the emperor's face instantly turned pale.
Over the years, he thought he had hidden himself very well. No matter what he did, he never left any trace behind. He also always maintained a neutral attitude and did not clearly indicate which side he was on.
He didn't expect that even a junior like Jiang Wubie knew who he was helping.
"Brother Wubie, who did you listen to?"
Jiang Wubie said nonchalantly: "It seems that the last time Mr. Gao went to the Jiang family as a guest, I heard Mr. Gao say a few words to my grandfather, and then I knew something about it. I don't understand these either, but something happened now. Mr. Gao I am very dissatisfied with you and plan to give up on you. It depends on whether the Jiu Family wants to protect you. If the Jiu Family protects you, you can live. If the Jiu Family gives up on you, then you will die."
After Jiang Wubie finished speaking, he stood up.
"I'm leaving. I hope to have a chance to eat at the Emperor's Mansion again, but I'm afraid I won't have this chance."
After leaving a few words, Jiang Wubie left.
The emperor looked solemn.
The king is going to kill him, or Mr. Long is going to kill him, this is a sure thing.
It's just that he doesn't know Mr. Gao's attitude.
And Jiujia?
He is a member of the Nine Families of the Four Ancient Clan, but he is just a sideline. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an illegitimate son. His father has no status at all in the Nine Families, let alone him. It is impossible for the Nine Families to stand up for him. .
The only one who can save him now is Mr. Gao.
He didn't hesitate, immediately stood up and shouted: "Prepare the car."
…
Kyoto, a courtyard house.
This is an ancient courtyard house. There are many plane trees planted in the yard. Autumn has arrived, and there are piles of fallen leaves on the ground.
Jiutian appeared in this courtyard. As soon as he came, he saw a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old holding a broom and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground in the yard.
"Miss Junmin, is Mr. Gao here?"
He walked over and asked with his head lowered, looking humble.
At this moment, he didn't have the posture of being the leader of the five commanders at all.
The woman stopped slightly, glanced at the emperor, pointed to a room directly in front of her, and said, "Go."
"Thank you."
The emperor thanked him hurriedly and then walked over.
He came to the door, knocked gently, and called humbly: "Mr. Gao."
"Um."
A soft hum came from the room.
"Come in."
The emperor opened the door and walked in.
In the house, there is a kang.
Coals are burning in the kang.
On the side, sweet potatoes are still roasting.
Sitting in front of the kang was a man who looked to be in his fifties. He was wearing a black coat and was warming himself by the fire with his hands on it.
The emperor walked over, stood aside, and called out with respect: "Mr. Gao."
Mr. Gao did not look at the emperor, but he said softly: "You are too careless. If you do something wrong, you will be punished."
"Mr. Gao, all of this is caused by Jiang Chen. If it weren't for him, so many things wouldn't have happened..."
Mr. Gao waved his hand slightly and said: "Someone will take over your job, you go down first."
"Mr. Gao, Jiang Chen has been reinstated and has returned to the Southern Wilderness. He also brought a thousand black dragon troops with him. He may have come to Kyoto and most likely to kill me. This is a secret order from the king. Mr. Gao, the king If you attack me, isn't this a declaration of war on you?"
"Go down."
Mr. Gao spoke softly.
He looked calm, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking through his expression.
"yes."
The emperor did not dare to say more.
This is Mr. Gao, a real big shot.
In Mr. Gao's eyes, he is nothing.
Mr. Gao's attitude was basically certain that he had been given up.
The king wanted to kill him, but Mr. Gao refused to protect him.
The moment he turned around to leave, his expression turned gloomy, with a sharp look in his eyes.
He has helped Mr. Gao for so many years, and he has worked hard without any credit, but in the end, he got this result.
The moment he turned around, he suddenly drew his gun.
"Even if I die, I will kill you."
"bump!"
Gunfire rang out.
However, Mr. Gao sat aside unharmed.
I saw him raising his hand with a bullet between his fingers.
Throw it away gently.
clang!
The bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The emperor's face turned pale.
He knew that Mr. Gao was very strong, but he still took the risk and wanted to support him.
However, he failed.
Mr. Gao said nothing, stood up, and left through the back door.
The emperor looked ashen and left the room.
Outside, the girl was still sweeping the yard.
Seeing the emperor walking out, the girl shook her head slightly and sighed helplessly.
The emperor left this courtyard.
He returned to the Emperor's Mansion.
The king gave a secret order to Jiang Chen to kill him, and he would never just sit back and wait for death.
Emperor's Mansion.
He sat on the sofa with a low expression on his face, took out his phone, dialed a number, and ordered: "Send out the entire army, surround Tian'an Palace, and kill the king."
His face darkened.
At this point, there is only one way to go, and that is to kill the king, put a new king on the throne, and disrupt those who secretly planned it. As long as it causes a big enough sensation, he may survive.
