169. Showdown
"Kill them all."
Mr. Feng's casual words under the cover of night determined the life and death of everyone.
In the dim Feiyun Garden, Chen Ji's gaze silently passed over the faces of Zhang Zhuo, Old Man Yao, Zhang Xia, She Dengke and others, and then his eyes fixed on Mr. Feng.
Chen Ji's palm, which was holding the hilt of the knife, was soaked with sweat, and the black cloth wrapped around the hilt was wet.
How to break the deadlock?
No matter how much Chen Ji pondered, he felt it was unbreakable.
The next moment, Chen Wenzong suddenly grabbed Chen Liqin and said, "Father, you can't leave!"
Mr. Feng stopped at the door and looked back, looking at it with interest: "Oh?"
Chen Wenzong looked at Mr. Feng and said in a deep voice, "Release these people, and then my father will write you a manifesto to fight against the rebels!"
Mr. Feng laughed uncontrollably and said, "Do you think you have the qualifications to negotiate with me? Come on, chop off one of his brother's arms."
Chen Liqin stood in front of Chen Wenxiao and said, "I'll go with you. All you want is a manifesto. Why commit murder? Let Master Zhang and Imperial Physician Yao go, and I'll write you the manifesto to punish the rebels."
Mr. Feng shook his head helplessly. "Master Chen, you still don't understand. Once you embark on this path, there's no turning back. Those who are unwilling to stand on the same boat with you are your enemies. It's a pity that Master Zhang's talent and ambition are wasted."
He shouted outside, "Come here, take Master Chen and his family to Jing'an Palace!"
Chen Liqin was held by his arms by the soldiers who rushed in from outside. He struggled and said angrily, "If you kill them, I won't write this anti-traitor manifesto!"
Mr. Feng laughed heartily. "If you compromise once, there will be a second time. Mr. Chen, the Liu family's ship is in great trouble. Only by being ruthless can you stand firm."
After saying that, he turned to Chen Ji and said, "After you two kill them, come find me in front of Jing'an Palace. I have another errand waiting for you."
Chen Ji's heart moved, there was an opportunity.
He always felt that something was fishy, but he didn't care.
After Mr. Feng and Chen Liqin left, another soldier in the yard drew the sword from his waist and slowly approached Old Man Yao and Zhang Zhuo.
Zhang Zhuo pulled Zhang Xia and Zhang Zheng behind him and stepped back. "My dear brother, I am Zhang Zhuo, the prefect of Luocheng. Killing me is a serious crime that will confiscate my property and exterminate my clan."
The soldier muttered, "My apologies, Master Zhang. We are only following orders."
Zhang Zhuo said nervously, "How about this? You only kill me and let my children go. I'll have them fetch a hundred taels of gold for you, and it will guarantee prosperity for three generations of your descendants..."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw the black-armored warrior who had punched his son earlier, actually flashed behind another black-armored warrior and strangled the other's throat with his arm.
The strangled black-armored warrior struggled hard, but it was of no avail and he couldn't even shout.
Zhang Zhuo's expression changed: "This is..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt his hands go empty. Turning around, he saw Zhang Xia had already rushed to the black-armored warrior with a broken neck. He silently and skillfully took off his arm armor, chest armor, front armor, body armor, and leg armor, not wanting to waste any time.
Zhang Zhuo and Zhang Zheng looked at each other, their brains a little confused for a moment.
Zhang Xia ignored the others' thoughts and looked up at Chen Ji. He asked bluntly, "Who will wear this armor? I can't wear it. I'm not the right height, and my voice would be easily recognized. She Dengke can't do it either. He's too tall and strong. Liu Quxing can't do it either. He's too thin."
Zhang Zhengzheng
He was stunned and asked, "Axia, what are you doing? Who is this?"
Zhang Xia looked up at Chen Ji.
Seeing that Chen Ji had no intention of revealing his identity, she did not answer Zhang Zheng. Instead, she turned around and urged Zhang Zheng, "Brother, put on this armor. Follow him and listen to him. Don't act on your own."
Zhang Zheng hadn't reacted yet: "Who are you going with?"
Zhang Zhuo rushed forward and began to put on his armor. "Let me do it. My son Zhang Zheng is impulsive and has no brains. I'm afraid he might mess things up."
Zhang Xia hesitated for a moment: "...Okay!"
As she put on her father's armor, she whispered, "Dad, if you have a chance to escape, don't come back. This is a dangerous place, there's no point in coming back."
As she spoke, Zhang Xia's tears fell one by one, but she lowered her head so that no one could see.
Zhang Zhuo laughed: "What are you talking about, silly girl? Is your father that kind of person? Don't worry, once I get a chance to get out, I will go to Tuoluo Temple to ask for help. With Xu Shu's face, the Buddhist community will not sit idly by and protect our lives. It's enough."
Zhang Xia hummed, "You must listen to the instructions of the person next to you and don't act on your own."
Zhang Zhuo glanced at Chen Ji, who was wearing armor, and said, "Okay."
Chen Ji instructed Zhang Xia, "Don't run around. There are soldiers everywhere outside. It would be safer for you to stay in Feiyun Garden, a place that has been searched."
Zhang Xia nodded in agreement.
Seeing Zhang Zhuo dressed neatly, Chen Ji immediately walked out. "Master Zhang, please don't say anything from now on. I will handle everything. If there is a suitable opportunity, I will send you out."
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In the rear house of Prince Jing's mansion.
Chen Ji and Zhang Zhuo, holding spears and swords on their waists, walked side by side along the stone path in the garden towards Jing'an Palace. Their armor made a cold sound in the silent night.
A group of soldiers came towards them, driving away the crying maids and servants.
Chen Ji silently pulled Zhang Zhuo to the side to avoid the attack, and waited until the team of soldiers left before continuing on his journey quickly.
Zhang Zhuo, wearing a visor, asked in a low voice, "What's the situation outside now?"
Chen Ji explained, "The Liu family has already sealed the city gates and is probably trying to instigate Prince Jing to join them in the uprising."
Zhang Zhuo muttered to himself, "They want to drag Prince Jing into the capital. All they have to do is kill the man in Renshou Palace, and then, with the help of the current empress dowager, issue a false edict to pass the throne to Prince Jing, and their plan will be accomplished. Luocheng is over 600 miles away from the capital, so a long-distance raid would take half a month to arrive. Cavalry can travel faster than news..."
Zhang Zhuo frowned. "But the problem is, with only these tens of thousands of private soldiers, how can he be sure he can break through the gates of the capital? Oh no, other noble families and armies must have been instigated by the Liu family to rebel!"
Zhang Zhuo continued to mutter to himself, "Who could be the one to help from inside and outside? The Hu family, the Chen family, the Yang family, the Qi family? The Shenji Camp, the Fengtai Camp, the Wujun Camp, the Baobian Camp..."
As he was speaking, Chen Ji suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly, stopping him.
Zhang Zhuo looked up and suddenly froze in place.
Under the moonlight, I saw Mr. Feng, dressed in a blue shirt, striding towards me on the gravel road.
He smiled and looked at Chen Ji and the other man and asked, "Are you done killing them?"
Chen Ji said in a muffled voice, "Reporting to Mr. Feng, the killing is complete."
Mr. Feng nodded and said, "You two, come with me back to Feiyun Garden. I forgot to pick something up."
In an instant, Chen Ji felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. The world was so quiet that only his
The sound of heartbeats made even the air gradually freeze.
Seeing that he didn't move, Mr. Feng smiled and asked, "Why, didn't you kill Master Zhang and Doctor Yao? You don't want me to do such a small thing myself, do you?"
Zhang Zhuo slowly reached out to touch the handle of his sword, but Chen Ji held his wrist like an iron clamp, unable to move.
In front of an official as powerful as Mr. Feng, attempting to use force would be tantamount to seeking death. Even the Golden Pig and the Pegasus couldn't kill him, so how could Zhang Zhu and I possibly do it?
But is there any other way to break the deadlock?
Mr. Feng walked over step by step, and finally stopped in front of Chen Ji: "Not talking?"
The next moment, Chen Ji gently took off his visor: "Mr. Feng, let's talk."
Zhang Zhuo was stunned. He had just guessed Chen Ji's identity, but he didn't expect that Chen Ji would finally dare to choose to confront Mr. Feng!
Mr. Feng looked at the face beneath the visor and suddenly burst into laughter. "So it's you! I was wondering who had the audacity to come to me like that! But you'd already escaped by borrowing the Dao Court's carriage. Why did you come back?"
Chen Ji took a deep breath and said, "Of course there is a reason why I have to go back."
Mr. Feng asked with interest, his hands behind his back, "You dare to take off your armor? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Chen Ji thought for a moment and responded, "If Mr. Feng wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago."
Mr. Feng discovered that there was something wrong with his identity as early as Cuiyun Lane, but he did not choose to expose it. Instead, he stayed with him.
If it weren't for the fact that he was a useful 'spy', the other party would have killed him long ago.
Mr. Feng nodded in satisfaction: "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Chen Ji thought for a moment: "Mr. Feng, since you spared my life, it must be because you have something that is inconvenient for you to do yourself, so you need me to help you do it, right or wrong?"
Mr. Feng looked at Chen Ji with a half-smile and said, "Your life is in my hands now. I can decide life or death at my whim. The reason I'm keeping you here is because I need you to help me kill someone. Let's play a game. Guess who I want to kill. I'll give you three chances. If you guess correctly, I'll not only spare your life, but also promise you immense wealth."
Chen Ji frowned: "Prince Jing?"
He always felt that Mr. Feng's identity was questionable. If the other party wanted to obstruct the Liu family's mutiny, then as long as he killed Prince Jing, the Liu family's plan would naturally fail halfway.
He looked up to observe Mr. Feng's expression, but heard him say slowly, "No, there are still two chances."
Chen Ji unconsciously clenched his clumsy wrist, his mind racing: the other party wanted to keep me here, of course, to take advantage of my specialness... such as my special identity.
What is his special identity? A spy from the Secret Service.
Chen Ji said, "Mr. Feng wants to kill Tianma?"
Mr. Feng smiled and shook his head: "Not yet, last chance."
Chen Ji's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't guess it right?
Wait, Mr. Feng didn't know it was him hiding under the mask, so the person they wanted to kill had nothing to do with the Secret Service...
The other party wants me to be a 'spy' and kill people from the Liu family!
Zhang Zhuo noticed that Chen Ji's grip on his wrist was getting stronger and stronger, and he immediately looked over with concern.
However, the next moment, Zhang Zhuo saw the young man's brows suddenly relax.
Chen Ji looked at Mr. Feng and said firmly, "Mr. Feng wants to kill General Qian of the Tiger Armored Cavalry."
Mr. Feng raised his eyebrows, then exclaimed, "It was indeed right to spare your life in Longwangtun earlier."
(End of this chapter)
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