Chapter 98 Young Master Lu leaves Beiluo

The bright moon is like a hook, hanging high in the sky.

Inside the Baiyujing Pavilion, candlelight shone through the lanterns, illuminating the scene inside the house.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a white cloak.

Beside him, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue, and Nie Zhangqing all stood quietly.

Ni Yu clutched the cloth bag in his arms, wanting to take out a pill and crack it, but he didn't dare, for fear that the crunching sound when he bit the pill would break the damn silence.

Ning Zhao's face was as cold as frost. She had read the manifesto, which completely denigrated Lu Fan as worthless and even humiliated him in various ways in the text.

"Young Master..."

Ning Zhao spoke hesitantly.

Lu Fan gently waved his hand to stop her from talking.

"The emperor has come to Beiluo in person. My lord, I have promised the emperor to help him do what he dares not do..."

Lu Fan said slowly.

The sound lingered in the pavilions of Baiyujing.

"We have to go to the Imperial Capital."

Lu Fan leaned against the wheelchair, put one hand on the handguard, and tapped it gently.

"Old Nie, Sister Ning, Yi Yue...please get ready. Tomorrow, follow me to the capital."

"Sir, although I have a good temper, the world lacks the proper respect for practitioners."

Lu Fan said calmly.

Ning Zhao nodded slightly, and Old Nie's eyes focused. When Young Master Lu entered the Imperial Capital, one could definitely imagine what the Imperial Capital would encounter.

"Oh, Old Nie, you once told me that your wife, Xiaoshuang's mother, is imprisoned in Dao Sect. Once the matter in the Imperial Capital is resolved, you should go to Dao Sect and bring your wife back."

"In the name of Bai Yujing."

Lu Fan said slowly.

Nie Zhangqing trembled all over, and his lips trembled for a while, which eventually turned into a sigh filled with complex emotions.

"Thank you, sir."

Lu Fan nodded, waved his hand, and asked everyone to leave.

…

Former Akagi.

The elite military camp of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Jiang Li was staring at the sand table in the big tent. Chi Lian was standing beside him in an enchanting black dress. Several deputy generals were also staring at the sand table, studying the situation.

"Your Majesty returned to the capital alone, but was unable to invite Lu Pingan?"

Jiang Li sighed after listening to his subordinates' reports.

He stretched out his hand and gently tapped the location of Beiluo City on the sand table. Now, the biggest variable in the entire situation of the Great Zhou is in Beiluo.

"Mo Beike and Tan Taixuan have joined forces. With Mo Beike's methods, it is impossible for him to allow this variable to exist. In other words... Mo Beike has attacked Beiluo City. During the attack that night, I thought it would be Wei Luan, one of the disciples of the Yin-Yang family, who came to kill me, but it wasn't... Perhaps Wei Luan went to Beiluo City."

Jiang Li analyzed.

There was shock on Chi Lian's face.

Wei Luan, one of the disciples of Yin Yang School? He was a person of the level of disciples. If Wei Luan really appeared that night in Zuilong City, I am afraid that the adults would not be able to escape, and Zuilong City would be completely destroyed.

"However, judging from the current situation, Wei Luan...should be dead."

Jiang Li's fingers gently stroked the sand table.

"He died at the hands of Young Master Beiluo Lu."

"Therefore, Mo Beike is very afraid of Lu Ping'an. If His Majesty can ask Lu Ping'an to come to power, the Imperial Capital will be safe. Because Mo Beike cannot predict Lu Ping'an's methods, he dare not take risks or gamble."

Jiang Li said slowly.

Inside the big tent, no one else dared to make a sound and just listened to Jiang Li talking to himself.

Suddenly, Jiang Li turned his head and looked at Chi Lian.

"How's Bluebird?"

Chi Lian bowed and clasped his fists: "She needs to adapt to the bloodiness of war. My lord, don't worry, she has stabilized."

Jiang Li nodded and looked at the crescent moon outside the big tent with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Since Lu Ping'an has never left Beiluo, what he needs to face next... is the violent and violent methods of Mo Beike and Tan Taixuan.

In the silent night.

The sound of horse hooves exploded.

Outside the barracks, the sound of hooves was like thunder.

It was as if there were dark clouds that made it hard to breathe, gathering together.

"Report!"

"The emperor's decree has arrived!"

…

It was originally thirty miles outside Chicheng.

"This He Shou... is really an idiot!"

Mo Ju, who was standing next to Tan Tai Xuan, finished reading the manifesto, frowned, and cursed angrily.

Mo Beike also read the manifesto, slowly closed his eyes, the wrinkles on his face trembled, and he didn't know how to express his feelings.

"The noble families in the imperial capital were suppressed too badly by Kong Xiu during Yuwen Tuo's time. Now, they have seized the opportunity and started to jump around. Unfortunately... they are all stupid people."

"This manifesto can indeed make He Shou famous, but has he ever thought about the impact it will bring?"

Mo Beike shook his head and sighed.

I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates.

Although this manifesto forced the emperor.

But... he would also scold Lu Ping'an, who had not accompanied the emperor to the capital.

Mo Ju was so angry that he crumpled the manifesto into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"What a magnanimous person Lu Ping'an of Beiluo is. Once this manifesto is published, the tragic situation of the Beiluo family will soon be repeated in the Imperial Capital."

"The emperor may be concerned about the imperial family, but what would Lu Ping'an be concerned about?"

Mo Ju shook his feather fan violently, and his face turned slightly pale with anger.

Tan Tai Xuan, who was sitting high up in the seat, also understood what was said.

"Master, what should we do next?"

Tan Tai Xuan asked.

Mo Beike sat in the chair, the heavy bags under his eyes on his old face trembling slightly.

"wait."

…

A cavalry unit came from the west and headed north to the Imperial Capital.

The Xiliang Iron Cavalry was the most powerful army of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If Jiang Li was in charge of the army, the army under his command might be able to match it. However, Jiang Li had been the lord of Zuilong City for several years, and that fierce army had long since become a thing of the past.

Xiang Shaoyun was dressed in black armor, without a helmet, carrying a Gan Qi on his back, and riding on a tall black horse. The black armor and the black horse complemented each other, and he was like a ferocious god in the dark night.

On horseback, Xiang Shaoyun held a paper manifesto.

After taking a quick glance, he tore the manifesto into pieces.

"The person who wrote this manifesto is a stupid dog."

The surrounding generals looked at each other.

You are the commander-in-chief, and everything you said is right.

The cold moonlight shone on Xiang Shaoyun's black armor, revealing an extreme chill.

Xiang Shaoyun pulled the reins and summoned a trusted master general.

"Xu Chu, you wear my black armor and lead the army to Yuanchicheng. Set up camp 500 miles outside Yuanchicheng. Don't start a war with the Beijun army. Just confront them."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Xiang Shaoyun said.

Xu Chu, a burly general carrying two large iron balls with thorns on his back, was slightly stunned.

"My Lord, what do you mean by this?"

A smile appeared on Xiang Shaoyun's face and he looked towards the direction of Beiluo City.

"It's a rare opportunity to come here... This governor should also go and pay a visit to the world's number one cultivator, Young Master Beiluo Lu."

Xu Chu's muscles bulged under his armor, and excitement surged in his eyes.

The governor's visit... that's not something that ordinary people can endure.

…

The next day, dawn.

When the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shone on the bluestone slabs of Beiluo City.

The heavy gate of Beiluo City slowly opened.

A luxurious carriage drove out of the city.

The curtain at the carriage window was opened, revealing Lu Fan's gentle face.

"Fan'er, go early and come back early."

Lu Changkong, wearing a helmet and armor, said to Lu Fan in the carriage.

He asked Luo Cheng to lead 500 elite soldiers to follow Lu Fan into the capital. Lu Fan originally refused, but Lu Changkong insisted, so Lu Fan did not refuse.

When Lu Fan's carriage left Beiluo City.

In an instant, the spies from various forces lurking outside Beiluo City suddenly became alert.

It was as if it startled a flock of birds and crows.

The carrier pigeons flew out one by one.

Just when Lu Fan's convoy was about to head to the Imperial Capital.

A carriage crossed the Beiluo Plain, crushed the dust, and appeared in front of Beiluo City.

Lu Fan lifted the curtain of the carriage, sat in the wheelchair, and looked at the carriage in front of him.

The curtain of the carriage opposite also was lifted, and an old man with a mercenary smile and a big gold chain around his neck walked out.

Lu Mu followed the old man with mixed emotions.

"Lü Dongxuan, the son of the Tianji family, has come to visit Young Master Lu."

The old man got off the car and bowed deeply to Lu Fan's carriage.

The expressions of the people around him were all extremely strange.

Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, out of the carriage.

"Tianji family?"

Lu Fan sat down and looked directly at Lu Dongxuan, then his gaze shifted and fell on the gold chain made of gold beads around his neck.

Suddenly.

On the shiny gold chain around Lu Dongxuan's neck, the hollow gold beads connected in series began to rotate continuously.

Lu Dongxuan's expression changed slightly, and horror appeared in his eyes.

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows. Although this gold chain of Lu Dongxuan could not be considered a spiritual tool like the spiritual pressure chessboard, it was already an object with some spirituality.

I think it was this gold chain that Lu Dongxuan used for his deduction.

Lu Fan said calmly: "Old Nie, Sister Ning, Yi Yue... this time, the three of you will go to the Imperial Capital. As for the handling method, everything will remain the same as before."

“Yes.”

Nie Zhangqing and others bowed.

"Xiao Ni, push the young master back to the island."

Afterwards, Lu Fan looked at Lu Dongxuan and Lu Mudui and nodded slightly.

Compared to dealing with the small fish and shrimp in the Imperial Capital, Lu Fan felt that it was more important to recruit the Tianji Family.

Outside Beiluo City.

Looking at Young Master Lu who has returned to the city again.

The spies from all major forces were stunned.

This... the message has been sent out, but in the end... Young Master Lu went back again?

A group of spies hurriedly wrote another secret letter, stuffed it into a carrier pigeon and released it.

Another flock of crows was startled.

…

Inside the Beijun army’s tent.

Tan Tai Xuan and Mo Bei Ke waited all night, and finally a carrier pigeon arrived.

They unfolded the letter delivered by the carrier pigeon, and then the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became serious.

"Lu Ping'an finally left Beiluo City."

Mo Beike sighed.

Tan Tai Xuan's expression changed for a long time, and after a long time, he finally gave the order with difficulty, ordering the army, which had originally retreated thirty miles, to retreat another hundred miles.

However.

Shortly after the order was given.

Another pigeon fluttered into the tent.

He took the letter and glanced at it.

Tan Tai Xuan: "..."

(End of this chapter)