Chapter 239 Jin丨Exclusive release

by Jiang Wenxue Gong Jiu called a Dali Temple Shaoqing, a Dali Temple Zheng, two Dali Temple Chengs, and several yamen runners to the crime scene.

Normally, the yamen people should come to file the case first, detain a few people, and then conduct the trial in order. When the trial really comes, it may have been several days.

Yu Luocha has already compromised, and Xue Chen should naturally express his goodwill so that the case can be closed smoothly. Therefore, he asked Gong Jiu to personally invite the Dali Temple officials to come.

Joyce, at Yu Luocha's suggestion, readily explained what Fang Yingkan was going to do. "The young marquis said that the prince rebelled, the emperor's life and death were unknown, and the Taiping King Yu Weng benefited, but he was not an orthodox royal family, and countless people were eyeing him. As long as they could find a way to fake the emperor's body, they could bring down the Taiping King. Tang Feiyu has already done it."

"Are there any witnesses?" asked the Dali Temple Shaoqing.

Joyce looked back, "The ones who didn't abstain from fasting can all testify."

Without the testimony of the ones who didn't abstain from fasting, it would be difficult to convict Fang Yingkan. Under normal circumstances, they would not easily betray their superiors.

But Fang Yingkan was already tied up here. He had no time to do anything but showed the attitude of a loser. The filter of the strong had been broken. There were so many high-ranking officials watching beside him, and they were full of power.

Moreover, before they came, Fang Yingkan was in a low period and had never dared to show off. The one who beat him so hard that he couldn't raise his head was the King of Taiping!

The mansion was about to fall. Would those who were paid to do things be buried with the young marquis? Those who

did not abstain from fasting spoke up and gradually completed the story. The people from the Dali Temple quickly recorded it.

When there was nothing else to add, Xue Chen let go of Fang Yingkan, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Fang Yingkan was disheartened, "Ahem, ahem, you have all said your piece, what else can I say?"

Xue Chen looked at the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, who immediately said, "Take the young marquis to jail."

The group temporarily blocked Bujiezhai and left in a mighty manner.

The guards of the palace stood on both sides, waiting for the two young masters to get on the car.

Xue Chen and Yu Luocha stood side by side. After coming out of Bujiezhai, they had not talked about the case again. The two knew that the other would not tear up the agreement, and they changed their attitudes tacitly.

"I will leave tomorrow." Yu Luocha said.

"Then I wish Master Yu a safe journey. When I settle down here in the future, Master Yu is welcome to visit me often."

"You're welcome."

Xue Chen exchanged a few more pleasantries with him, said goodbye, and walked towards the carriage. Suddenly he thought of something and turned around and said, "I really regard Ximen Chuxue as a friend."

Yu Luocha nodded and watched them leave.

After everyone left, Joyce knew he was guilty and was about to kneel down to apologize, but Yu Luocha waved his hand and pulled him up with an internal force.

The leader, who was masked in gray mist, said coldly: "Since you have been exposed, you don't have to stay in the capital anymore. Go find Yu Qi, find out his relationship with the Taiping Palace, and bring him to me."

Joyce lowered his head: "Yes."

He knew that the headmaster's son Yu Qi was proficient in disguise. If Yu Qi wanted to hide, no one would be able to find him. I'm afraid he would never be able to do it in this lifetime.

But being exiled by the leader is better than dying.

Yu Luosha set off with his subordinates. On the way back, he received a letter from Wanmei Villa, but he still went to take a look. He saw Ximen Chuxue practicing sword in the villa and left with peace of mind.

In the evening, Xingjin battlefield.

At the junction of heaven and earth, the setting sun was like molten gold. Below the hillside were soldiers from two warring countries. The sound of war drums and fighting intertwined with the sound of the wind, passing over Xie Heng, whose sleeves were blown by the wind at the top, and spreading to farther places.

Xie Heng was not disturbed by the outside world, and concentrated on filling gunpowder into the parts and assembling them.

"Okay." He knelt down, supported the ground with his hands, and moved back.

"So big? Can it really fly?" Mr. Hu was very interested in this big object he made, and stared at it intently.

This was the first time that Xie Heng made such a siege weapon. This weapon only appeared in the Ming Dynasty. He improved it and made it much larger than the original one. He had to strive for perfection and make every part the best. The finished product was naturally majestic and beautiful.

"What I can do is limited. I can't help much. I'll just do whatever I can." Xie Heng said gloomily.

System: [How can you perform anytime and anywhere?]

Mr. Hu: "The ground is cold. Get up first."

Xue Chen excitedly: [Did you get scolded? You were scolded for a long time. I missed you so much these days!]

Mr. Hu saw that he didn't say anything, and hesitated whether to help him directly to the wheelchair.

[Really?] The system was a little shy, [Actually it wasn't long. It's just that the speed of time flowing on both sides is different. You don't have to worry about me.]

Xie Heng turned up his sleeves, "Where is the fire starter?"

Xue Chen: [What did your boss say? 】

Mr. Hu: “Yes.”

The system has never gotten used to this dual-threaded mode. Xue Chen controls several aliases at the same time. Every time something important happens, it will remain silent. Usually, it will randomly choose a perspective, and it does not have as deep an experience as Xue Chen.

Now it is also paying attention to Xie Heng. Xue Chen is talking to Mr. Hu and it at the same time. The system feels a little stuck: [Oh, it says you are right.]

"You..." Xie Heng paused, "You do it."

"Okay, how do I do this?"

Xue Chen: [Did your boss teach you this?]

System: [Oh my god! How did you know? Xie Heng

said calmly: "Just aim at the direction and light the fuse, just like setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year."

Xue Chen: [It's obviously not your style, but you can learn it. When you can talk nonsense yourself, you won't be fooled by others easily.]

System: [Do other humans grow up like this?]

Xue Chen: [Tong, you are different from others. Humans don't start working as soon as they are born.]

System: O︵o

Hu Sheng's hands trembled a little. He had never done such a thing in his life.

The weapon Xie Heng had just made was shaped like an iron bird, with two rockets embedded in its abdomen. Once ignited, it would fly up and rush towards the enemy's city.

Mr. Hu had never seen its power, but he had always been by Xie Heng's side and knew clearly how amazing the things Xie Heng had made were.

Ignite this fuse, and the battlefield below is very likely to undergo important changes. This not only concerns the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but also the fate of the two countries.

Mr. Hu: "If it hadn't flown over the walls of the Jin Kingdom..."

Xie Heng raised his hand to feel the wind speed, and said firmly: "No."

Mr. Hu was still nervous. He put away the fire starter, and this time he didn't ask Xie Heng, but directly picked him up from the slope, put him in the wheelchair and pushed him a little further away, "What is the name of this firearm?"

"The Divine Fire Flying Crow."

"Good name." Mr. Hu lit the fuse.

The flames climbed and gradually engulfed the entire black bird. It also instantly shed its mundane appearance, like a golden crow covered in light and flames, rushing towards the clouds and cutting through the night sky. Like a real living bird, it flew with the wind to the Jin Kingdom's city wall and fell straight down with a glow.

Huge flames burst out!

"What is that? The divine bird has descended?"

"The city wall has collapsed!"

"Disaster! It is the disaster sent down by the heavens!"

The Jin people were in chaos.

Liu Yixuan, who was riding a horse and holding a gun, suddenly felt much less stressed. He held the reins tightly and took two steps back. He switched his weapon to his left hand and kept clenching his right hand to relieve his fatigue. At the same time, he translated the Jurchen language into Chinese in his mind and sent it to other vests at the same time.

Xie Heng patted the dust off his legs, and he was too lazy to raise his eyes, with a nonchalant look, as if he had just done something insignificant and not worth taking to heart.

In fact, Xue Chen was howling at the system: [Me! Once again! Breakthrough! Worldview! La!]

System: [Ah? What did you say? It's too noisy over there, I can't hear you!]

It's not a phone call, the system is in his head!

But it's really noisy here.

Xie Heng looked up and saw that the Jin army had already shown signs of defeat. He narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Hu, let's go back."

"Okay."

Mr. Hu put a brown robe on him, wrapped him and the wheelchair, and he looked like he was integrated with the land.

Just now he wanted to assemble the improved version of the Fire Crow, but he refused to wear the robe because it was too big and inconvenient to move. He wouldn't have to worry so much when he left.

Xie Heng asked, "What do you think?"

Hu Sheng was introverted and not a talkative person. He never expressed himself. When he heard Xie Heng's question, he couldn't express his emotions. He replied in the simplest words, "Very excited."

Xie Heng said, "Then are you willing to do something bigger for me and for yourself?"

Hu Sheng: "You say."

Xie Heng: "Take the silver and go to the nearby state capital to buy some "When the food comes back, try to help those homeless people."

Hu Sheng was happy to do this, but he still had his concerns, "What about you?"

Xie Heng and Hu Sheng had had two such conversations in the past few days. The only effect was that he changed his address to him and stopped calling him "Young Master" and gave up using humble words. The two seemed to be closer, but the substantive things remained unchanged.

He said impatiently: "Liu Yixuan and Yun Heyan will help me, and there are so many soldiers watching, I won't die."

Hu Sheng: "Can't you give it to someone else?"

Xie Heng: "Do you look down on this job?"

"No... I just think..."

Hu Sheng looked down at Xie Heng and saw that he was holding the handrail tightly, his emotions were more turbulent than when the divine fire flying crow soared into the sky. I really don't know why Xie Heng is so stubborn on this issue. Hu Sheng compromised, "Okay, I agree."

Back to the camp in the rear, Xie Heng pushed the wheelchair and searched in the house, took out the silver, banknotes, and the golden melon seeds prepared in advance, and handed them all to Hu Sheng.

Hu Sheng saw him packing a package, which looked to be at least 20 kilograms. "Isn't this a bit much? You should keep some. A poor family can be rich on the road. You should keep more money when you are outside, just in case."

"Not much." Xie Heng said, "These may not be enough. I will write to King Taiping and ask him to arrange for the various states to receive refugees. You should also not just focus on doing things, help me keep an eye on them, and send a letter back at any time if there is anything."

Hu Sheng finally understood why only he had to do it.

No one in the world is more loyal to Xie Heng than him. He is Xie Heng's absolute confidant!

After dawn, Hu Sheng left.

Another day later, there was a victory report from the front line. The army captured Jin Dadu. The Jin nobles in the city fled overnight, abandoning the city and the land, like dogs that had lost their homes.

After 186 years, Youzhou finally returned to the Central Plains Dynasty.