Pang Chong's face turned pale. There was actually a great master hidden in the palace. What was even more frightening was that no one in the world had heard anything about him!
"Commander Pang, listen to the advice of my subordinates and run away for your life. With your skills, you may have a 10% chance of surviving."
"Sir, can you tell me what is going on?"
Pang Chong asked loudly.
Medical Officer Xu's figure gradually faded away.
"In this era, there are people who are bold and determined, and they will do earth-shattering things."
"Is your Excellency looking at you like this?"
"..."
After a while of silence.
"I would rather just watch..."
Recently, eighteen special convoys have arrived in Qingzhou City.
Without exception, these teams all hung the same flag, the "Gu" flag.
Gu Jingshi Gu.
Eighteen carriages have entered the city one after another six or seven days ago, and without exception, they all stopped in front of the largest restaurant in the city, Wangxing Tower.
What makes the people in the city talk about it even more is that since the beginning of June, this restaurant has been occupied by a young man with extraordinary skills.
Today, the eighteenth carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, and an imposing middle-aged man got out, wearing a thick coat. An old man hurriedly stepped forward and took off his coat.
"Sir, it's summer here in the Central Plains, so don't get heat stroke."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.
“I haven’t been to the Central Plains for decades, and I never thought I would come back one day.”
"Squeaky!"
At this moment, the door of the restaurant was slowly pushed open, and two rows of young maids came forward.
"The distinguished guests are here, and the Wangxing Tower is in full bloom!"
The shopkeeper was smiling and groveling.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and stepped into the building.
After the man entered, he saw the shopkeeper's expression change for a moment, and he motioned the maids on both sides to close the door, and even they themselves were locked out of the restaurant.
As soon as the man entered the restaurant, he saw a young man and eighteen people already sitting in the lobby waiting for a long time.
Seeing the man come in, they all stood up, and the young man sitting in the middle of the main seat also stood up and said with a smile
"This is the City Lord Zhao Huanyue who didn't come from Xuezhou."
The seventeen people and Zhao Huanyue exchanged greetings, but then they heard the young man say
"My nephew's purpose of inviting all uncles here must be known to all of you."
But he saw that one of the eighteen people was Zhao Qingming, the lord of Liangzhou City. He said
"My nephew, Brother Gu and I are as close as brothers. Now everyone knows that his son is still alive. Just say hello and we are here."
Qingzhou City Lord Zhao Lan stood up.
"My nephew, there is no need for the family to speak two different languages."
This young man is Bu Qingwen, the top scholar in Jinke, and Gu Yuanwu, the surviving son of the Northern King Gu Jingshi.
The nineteen people present today are the city lords of the nineteen states in the world. Seeing Zhao Lan and Zhao Qingming express their opinions like this, the other seventeen city lords naturally didn't say anything.
Bu Qingwen bowed deeply to the nineteen uncles, and then said
"In this case, my nephew will stop talking nonsense. My nephew asked you all to come here in person just to ask you to make a decision. As for this decision, your uncles have also seen it in the letter."
There was silence in the lobby, and the nineteen city lords looked heavy.
"This was not an easy decision to make."
Zhao Lan said.
Bu Qingwen looked at everyone and said sincerely again
"Of course my nephew is aware of your uncles' concerns, but without your uncles' support in this matter, I'm afraid the world will be in chaos."
Zhao Qingming said in a deep voice
"That's why everyone is so hesitant. What you have to do is too big. If you just ask us old guys to sacrifice our lives, no one will say anything nonsense."
Huizhou City Lord Zhao Qingyun asked
"What about the Second Saint?"
Bu Qingwen smiled and said
"It's safe."
"If you uncles still have any questions, my nephew will answer them one by one to ensure that the uncles think carefully before making decisions."
Zhao Chuanli, the lord of Xiangxi Prefecture, had a cold face.
"There is really no one..."
Bu Qingwen nodded.
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped.
"I agree."
Zhao Chuanli, who has always been cold and decisive, was the first to express his stance, and then continued:
"Our 70,000 elite troops from Xiangxi Prefecture will arrive a hundred miles away from the capital within seven days and station themselves in the west of the capital!"
Ningchuan Prefecture City Lord Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhao Huanyue and expressed his stance.
"Our Ningchuan Prefecture's 120,000 elite soldiers will arrive a hundred miles away from the capital within seven days and station themselves in the north of the capital!"
"If necessary, fight to the death and never retreat!"
Qingzhou Zhao Lan also became cruel when he saw this.
"Okay! Since everyone has to make a decision in the end, it's better to cut the knot quickly. Our 200,000 troops in Qingzhou will defend Qingzhou as the first barrier, blocking the passage to the east and south!"
"You just decided the life and death of tens of millions of people?"
Zhao Qinghe, the lord of Jiangzhou City, has gray hair. His voice is trembling at this moment, and his cloudy eyes are looking at everyone pleadingly.
"This is an unnecessary sacrifice!"
"But I want revenge!"
"Snapped!"
There was silence in the lobby. Bu Qingwen crushed the cup in his hand. Blood dripped down his fingers to the ground. Veins popped up on his forehead. This seemingly frail little scholar showed a rare rage.
"I want him, the twelfth-floor building owner, to have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth!"
"I want him to taste the taste of all his wishes being crushed with his own hands before his eyes!"
"Uncle, should my father deserve to die? Should my mother deserve to die? Should my infant brother deserve to die? Should my sister deserve to die?"
"Which one of them is a necessary sacrifice!"
Zhao Qinghe's turbid pupils trembled. After a while, he had nothing to say, and he slowly raised his old hand.
"I have no objection."
Bu Qingwen breathed out slightly, his expression softened, and he looked around at the remaining city lords who had not yet expressed their stance.
"Uncles, it's time to express your stance."
"I agree."
"I agree."
"I agree."
…
Not long after Pei Wei left Taiyang Mansion, Su Qinqin and Wu Qinghui also left.
The two returned to Handicraft Street, where Madam Hu and Madam Liu and others had been waiting for a long time.
"How is it? What does Taiyang Mansion say?"
The two of them looked at each other awkwardly. They really didn't know what to say. They couldn't say that Taiyang Mansion was doing things vigorously and resolutely. They had already raided the bun shop.
"There should be news from the Taiyang Mansion soon."
Su Qinqin could only say this.
"By the way, seven days have passed. Should we explore the tunnel again today?"
Wu Qinghui suggested.
The few of them thought about it for a moment and then agreed. In fact, since that night, they were all very curious about the secret passage.
"Then let's all go down together this time."
Lady Liu said.
The two ladies, Xu and Shi, were timid. Su Qinqin looked at their hesitant expressions and gently held their arms.
"Sister Liu, if you want to go by yourself, you can't drag the two sisters along."
When Mrs. Liu saw this, she also smiled sweetly.
"Then Madam Hu and I will accompany you down."
Although Mrs. Hu is a rouge shop owner, she is like her last name and is very fierce.
"Just go, don't be afraid!"
The few of them hit it off immediately and agreed to go back and make preparations. Half an hour later, they gathered in the fireworks shop.
Half an hour later, the secret passageway of the fireworks shop.
Su Qinqin looked at the ladies, and they nodded to each other. Wu Qinghui went down first, holding a candle, followed closely by Su Qinqin, Madam Liu, and Madam Hu.
"It's so dark in here!"
Madam Hu exclaimed as soon as she came up.
Wu Qinghui took two deep breaths, looked at the candle in his hand, which was still burning, and then looked at Su Qinqin.
"There's enough air."
Su Qinqin nodded slightly and thought for a moment.
"We walked east for a while that day and found nothing. Let's try going west today."
Wu Qinghui nodded and said to Madam Hu and Madam Liu
"You follow me."
The four of them lined up in a row, headed westward by Wu Qinghui.
This secret passage is actually very wide, probably able to accommodate three or four people walking in parallel, and it is so long that the end cannot be seen at a glance.
"Why can't this come to an end?"
Madam Hu was a little impatient.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they still couldn't see the end in front of them. What's even more strange was that they found that the tunnel was getting wider and wider as they walked. When they got here, the tunnel was almost half as wide as a street.
What surprised them even more was that when they reached this section of the ground, the ground had actually been tamped with Sanhe soil. It was very smooth, no different from the streets in the city.
"Let's take a break."
They were all women and their physical strength was always low. Su Qinqin took a few breaths and said.
A few people sat down casually in the tunnel. Wu Qinghui sat next to Su Qinqin and said
"This tunnel is actually so meticulously cultivated."
Su Qinqin had naturally discovered it a long time ago. She suggested taking a rest because she wanted to take a closer look.
"This tunnel project is huge. It's impossible for Lao Zhong to dig it himself. Besides, look over there."
She motioned Wu Qinhui to look to the side of the tunnel, but saw that thick moss had grown in the corner where the tunnel's mud wall met the ground.
"This tunnel may be from a long time ago."
"so what?"
Su Qinqin frowned slightly. She had a guess, but this guess was so bold that she was shocked.
"Come on, there's someone!"
Madam Hu suddenly shouted again.
"Are you a dog? It's you every time."
Wu Qinghui looked at Madam Hu with disdain, but saw Madam Hu put her ear against the mud wall, waved at her and urged her.
"Really, come on."
The three of them walked up to Madam Hu, who motioned for them to follow her and move closer to the mud wall.
"boom!"
Su Qinqin put her ear to it, but suddenly there was a dull sound from the mud wall.
"It came from above."
Lady Liu said.
Then they heard a large number of very hasty footsteps coming from above.
Several people frowned, focusing all their attention on the sound coming from above. It seemed that something big was happening.
But they were far away from the ground, and apart from the violent noises and shouts, they couldn't hear anything clearly.
Several people listened for a long time, and the voices above became weaker and weaker, so they had to give up.
"There should be a street above us."
Lady Liu recalled it.
Su Qinqin picked up a pebble on the ground and started drawing on it.
"Qinqin, what are you drawing?"
