Chapter 715 Today's chaos is all a dream, the sunset only sees the water flowing eastward
Lingzhou, Huailing City.
There is a crescent moon in the sky and the ground is covered with white frost.
Half an hour later, when the Liu family mansion was reduced to ashes in the fire and the bodies of the 200 people in the mansion were all turned into charcoal, the tightly closed door was finally slowly pushed open.
"Long sky."
Liang Zhen, who had been guarding outside the door, hurried over to greet him and looked into the house.
The candlelight was bright, and two bodies were lying on the ground. As expected, only one of the three envoys survived.
"Uncle Liang, prepare a carriage. Lord Zhao is going back."
In front of him, Wei Changtian had a calm expression, but there was a hint of unsuppressible gloom in his eyes.
The "Mr. Zhao" he was referring to was undoubtedly the "survivor" in the room.
Yes.
The latter gave the answer to Wei Changtian's last question.
And Tang Chen also confirmed that what he said was true.
In this case, Wei Changtian kept his promise and gave him a puppet pill.
As for whether Mr. Zhao can survive after returning, that depends on his own ability. "Okay, I'll have someone prepare the car right away."
On the other side, Liang Zhen did not notice the strangeness in Wei Changtian's eyes. He nodded and whispered:
"By the way, Changtian, Miss Li just said she had something to do, so I found a quiet room for her."
"She also asked me to notify her after you finish talking here."
Soon, Liang Zhen told Wei Changtian everything that Li Zimu had told him before.
After hearing this, Wei Changtian did not look surprised at all, and he probably knew about it.
"Well, I asked her to do this."
"Uncle Liang, you don't need to send anyone to notify her."
"Where is she now? Just take me there."
"Okay, I'll have someone take you there right away."
Liang Zhenxian responded, and after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but lower his voice and asked:
"Changtian, did you find out anything?"
“.”
Wei Changtian paused and remained silent for a long time this time.
When he was almost at the gate, he turned his head to look at Liang Zhen and said silently:
"Uncle Liang, this battle may not be easy to fight."
“.”
A quarter of an hour later, Wei Changtian met Li Zimu in a quiet room.
"Have you told him?"
This was the first thing Wei Changtian said after they met.
It was clear who the "he" in the sentence referred to, so Li Zimu immediately nodded and replied: "My lord, I have sent a message to tell him about your meeting with the envoys from Qian and Hui."
"What did he say?"
"He didn't say much, but just told me to try my best to find out the result of this negotiation."
"Um"
Nodding and sitting down at the table, Wei Changtian sighed, his expression gradually becoming complicated.
Seeing him like this, Li Zimu immediately understood something.
"Sir, is Chu Xianping really colluding with the enemy country?"
"Collusion?"
Wei Changtian smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as collusion."
“.”
The candlelight flickered and Li Zimu's breathing paused.
It's more than just collusion. Doesn't that mean betrayal?
Such news was naturally very shocking, but Li Zimu quickly regained his composure and asked softly:
"Sir, are we going to follow the plan next?"
"Well, give the order."
Wei Changtian slowly closed his eyes, his voice a little hoarse.
He seemed a little tired. After saying this, he closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair and said no more.
Li Zimu brought a cup of hot tea and gently placed it next to his hand, then turned and walked out of the room.
"Miss Li, how is it?"
Outside the house, Zhang San, who was already the chief of the Tianji Academy, looked nervous. When he saw Li Zimu coming out, he hurried forward and asked:
"What did you say, sir?"
"Brother Zhang."
Li Zimu looked at Zhang San, and slowly replied in the astonished look of the latter:
"Send the message."
“.”
A quarter of an hour later.
Da Shu, Shuzhou City, the headquarters of Freemasonry.
"Bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
"Everyone! Get out now!!"
"No one will be killed if the sword is abandoned! Anyone who disobeys my order will be killed without mercy!!"
"Quick! Don't let any of them go!"
"Ah!! The Royal Guards! It's the Royal Guards!!"
"No! Why are the Royal Guards here?!"
"Fuck! How the hell should I know?!"
"General, General, you are all Young Master Wei's men. What are you doing?"
"Stop the fucking bullshit! Get on your knees!"
"Tie them all up! Take them all back to jail!"
“.”
The headquarters of the Freemasonry, the residences of all the hall masters and above, and the residences of Chu Xianping and Song Li When the 20,000 imperial guards left the Weiyang Palace without warning and headed for the above places in several directions, the Shuzhou City, which had been peaceful for a long time, suddenly fell into chaos.
Roars, flames, command arrows, and horse neighs. The sounds and lights intertwined in every corner, making the people in the city even think that the armies of the two countries of Qian and Hui suddenly flew over from the battlefield of Xinfeng.
In fact, it’s not just Shuzhou City.
Almost at the same time, except for Qingzhou, all Freemason halls in Daning and Dashu were raided by the Xuan Jingsi.
The latter is not intended to kill people, but basically just capture important people and that's it.
However, even so, the Freemasons and the Xuan Jingsi, two forces that everyone knew belonged to the Wei family, suddenly turned against each other. This incident still caused great shock to the two countries for a time.
As for Qingzhou City, the only city that temporarily remained peaceful in this chaos, and the most important person in this incident, Chu Xianping himself, how are they doing now? [Xianping, the negotiations have just ended, and all six envoys are dead. The young master should not have asked anything.]
[Didn't you go looking for the sword tonight? Did you find it? ]
[I don’t know why, but I miss you today.]
【.】
The mother-and-child jade in his hand was still warm, and the Chixiao sword beside him was shaking slightly with the shaking of the carriage.
With the news just sent by Li Zimu echoing in his mind, Chu Xianping smiled, then exerted a trace of internal force to grind the mother and child jade into powder.
He crushed the mother-and-child jade, burned the Masonic "code book," and straightened his cuffs and collar.
Chu Xianping did all this quietly and slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for something.
Then the carriage slowly stopped.
"Mr. Chu"
The voice of the black-clad officer was heard outside the car, and there was dead silence all around.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but his tone seemed a little nervous, and along with it there was an imperceptible sound of a sword being drawn.
"Mr. Chu, we are here, please get off the car."
Outside the carriage, the voices of the black-clad officers were heard again, and light footsteps surrounded the carriage from all directions.
Until this moment, Chu Xianping still did not speak or open his eyes.
Although separated by the car wall, the noise was very slight.
But he didn't need to see or hear anything to guess what the scene was like outside.
He had guessed it even before the carriage stopped, no, before they set out for Shouyang Mountain tonight.
After all, it’s just the Liu family, why would we need to mobilize 500 people?
“.”
The night is dark, there is wind but no rain, there is a moon but no stars.
Chu Xianping just closed his eyes until a scream suddenly rang in his ears, followed by the clashing of swords, dull noises, wailing and roaring. It was like an illusion. All the movement outside the carriage came quickly and went away even faster. After a hundred breaths, it returned to deathly silence again.
Then, a voice was heard outside the car again.
"Mr. Chu, please get out of the car."
“.”
Same words, but from different people.
Chu Xianping finally slowly opened his eyes and slowly got off the carriage.
All around, five hundred corpses dressed in tiger-dragon costumes, not one more, not one less, were lying in a pool of blood. Only a dozen men in black were standing in front of the carriage.
Chu Xianping glanced at the leading man in black, and without saying a word, he walked away.
More than a dozen men in black looked at each other and immediately set off to follow.
Just like that, the group of people quickly disappeared into the night, leaving behind only a lonely carriage stained with blood.
And in the carriage, the Chixiao sword still lay quietly in the blood-red moonlight, never changing.
(End of this chapter)
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