Chapter 639 The Emperor's Wrath, Head South Immediately
At the same time, in the capital.
Gu Lu held the thin piece of letter paper, but his knuckles felt a little tense.
The content of the letter was even more shocking than the previous one.
Without delay, he changed into his official uniform and entered the palace that night.
The lights in the imperial study were bright, but the atmosphere was terribly depressing.
The current emperor, Zhao Yunci, was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the inky night sky outside without saying a word.
On the table, spread out was the secret letter presented by Gu Lu.
"Bang!"
Zhao Yunci turned around suddenly and slapped the rosewood imperial desk with her palm, causing the wolf-hair brush on the pen holder to jump.
"Good job Chen Taimo!"
"Under my nose, you raise private soldiers and exploit the people. This is a rebellion against heaven!"
Gu Lu stood aside with his head bowed, not daring to breathe.
He knew that the emperor really wanted to kill him.
Zhao Yunci took two steps in the hall and her eyes fell on Gu Lu. There was a hint of complicated emotions in her anger.
"Your uncle used himself as bait to dig out all the rotten roots beneath Jinguan City for me."
"How can I let him fight alone?"
Zhao Yunci's eyes became as sharp as a knife, "Pass on my order!"
Gu Lu's heart trembled, and he immediately knelt down to listen to the order.
"Mobilize the three thousand elite soldiers of the East Camp, order Gu Cheng'an to lead the troops, and march south immediately!"
"I want Chen Taimo and the entire Jinguan City to see clearly what the wrath of the Son of Heaven and the might of thunder and lightning are!"
Gu Lu kowtowed heavily, his voice steady and firm.
"My lord, I obey the order."
It was past midnight, and the courtyard in the south of the city was so quiet that one could hear the rustling of bamboo leaves.
Two dark shadows climbed over the courtyard wall silently like geckos, and did not even raise a speck of dust when they landed.
One of them took out a long, thin bamboo tube from his arms, moved it to the gap in the window of the main house, and blew gently inside.
A wisp of green smoke with a strange sweet fragrance curled into the house.
The two of them squatted in the corner and waited patiently for a stick of incense.
Only after they were sure the drug had taken effect did they pry open the window latch and crawl in like two slippery loaches.
The room was pitch black. With the faint moonlight coming in through the window, I could see two figures lying on the bed, motionless.
One of the short guys immediately showed a lewd smile of success on his face. He leaned close to his companion's ear and spoke in a very low voice with a tone full of obscenity.
"Brother, this 'Three-night Fall' drug is really powerful. Look at this little girl, she's sleeping like a dead pig."
"Hehe, when the young master gets tired of playing, maybe we brothers can try it too."
The other tall man's voice sounded a little impatient, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get him out of here, the young master is still waiting."
The two men, one on the left and one on the right, reached out to grab the figure on the bed.
However, the feeling when I touched it was a piece of cold cotton cloth and scattered straw.
not good!
Both of them felt a pang of relief at the same time.
But it's too late.
Behind them, the door that had been tightly closed opened silently, and a dark shadow blocked all escape routes.
The shorter man didn't even have time to utter a cry of surprise before a hand grabbed his throat.
“Crack!”
The short man's body went limp, and until his death, he didn't know how he died.
The tall man watched his companion's neck being twisted off, and was so frightened that his soul was shattered. His legs went limp and he sat down on the ground, with a large spot in his crotch instantly wet.
He wanted to scream, but found that his throat was blocked as if by a branding iron, and no sound came out.
In the darkness, the devil-like man walked towards him step by step.
“Pah.”
Chu Ruohan lit the oil lamp on the table, and the bean-sized flame illuminated the scene inside the room.
Gu Junze's face was half bright and half shadow under the flickering firelight. There was no anger in his eyes, only a dead and silent sea of ice.
"Who sent you?" Gu Junze's voice was very calm, so calm that it made people feel uneasy.
The tall man's teeth were chattering as he shook his head desperately, "Please spare me! Please spare me! I... I don't know anything!"
Gu Junze didn't ask again.
He raised his foot and stepped on the tall man's left wrist.
"ah--!"
As soon as the shrill scream burst out of his throat, it was stepped back firmly by a foot.
The sound of bones breaking clearly reached the tall man's ears.
"I'm telling you! I'm telling you! It's Master Chen! It's Chen Jing, Master Chen!" He burst into tears, completely devastated. "He's taken a fancy to... to Madam. He told us to use 'Three O'Clocks' to get Madam to the villa in the western suburbs!"
"Chen Jing."
As Gu Junze read the name, the last trace of human warmth in his eyes disappeared.
He originally just wanted to destroy the snake's nest, but now, he wanted to kill the snake with his own hands.
He loosened his feet and looked at the living person curled up like mud on the ground, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Very good. Now, go back and tell your master that the man has been captured..."
The man looked at him in horror, not understanding what he was trying to do.
"Tell him that he's a bit dishonest and that you've gone to such lengths to inspect the goods. Let him come alone to avoid too many people talking and alarming others."
Gu Junze leaned over and added something in the man's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
After hearing this, the man's face turned pale as paper, and he looked at Gu Junze as if he was looking at an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"roll."
Gu Junze's voice was very soft, but it made the man feel a fear deeper than death.
"If you say one wrong word, I will make your entire family disappear from Jinguan City."
The man rushed out tumbling and crawling, not even daring to look back at his companion's body.
The villa in the western suburbs was built halfway up the mountain, surrounded by dense forests and led up only by a narrow road.
Chen Jing stopped the carriage at the foot of the mountain and sent everyone away.
He liked this feeling, the prey had been locked in a cage, waiting for him alone to enjoy it.
The more prickly it is, the more enjoyable the process of taming it is.
He hummed a little tune, waved a fan, and walked up the stone steps slowly.
The wind tonight was sweet, and the fire in his heart burned brighter and brighter.
The door of the courtyard was ajar. He pushed it open and walked in. The courtyard was quiet.
The useless subordinate with a broken hand was kneeling in the middle of the yard, his head buried low, his body shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
Chen Jing frowned, feeling a little unhappy.
"Where are the people?"
The man didn't say anything, but just shook even more violently.
Chen Jing didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked straight to the main house.
He couldn't wait to see that cool and beautiful face, and how touching it would be under him.
He pushed the door open.
There was no one inside, not even a ghost.
The lewd smile on Chen Jing's face froze, and a surge of inexplicable anger rose up.
"Where is the person? Bring him out to me!" He roared at the yard.
"Are you looking for her?"
A voice, so cold that it had no warmth at all, sounded from behind him.
The sound was not loud, but it was like an ice pick, suddenly piercing Chen Jing's eardrum.
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