Chapter 95
On an ordinary carriage outside the city, Prime Minister Song listened to his subordinates' reports with a gloomy face, "Sir, we can enter the city in less than half an incense stick, and the people you asked me to deal with have been dealt with."
Prime Minister Song replied coldly, "I know." His subordinate's words reminded him of Sun Banfo. He really didn't expect that this man was still alive. After escaping the gates of hell, he actually told his secret to Yu Linxing and others. If he hadn't discovered it in time, he would have ruined everything.
Two green jade pendants sparkled at his feet. Thinking of this, Prime Minister Song stepped heavily on them and did not stop until a cracking sound was heard. The weather was not good today, but he was very happy. Now the lives of Lin Xing and Yu Hang were uncertain, and they must have escaped death. Su Jingfeng was nothing to be afraid of, but the evidence in his hand, whether true or false, was very tricky. But this did not affect Prime Minister Song's good mood, and the corners of his mouth even rose slightly.
They entered the city smoothly and drove to the house he had bought based on his memory. But before they had gone very far, the carriage suddenly stopped. The prime minister was caught off guard and fell forward. Fortunately, he grabbed the window sill in time and did not fall. At the same time, the voice of his subordinates rang out: "Please forgive me, sir, but we really cannot get close to this house."
The prime minister became suspicious and did not reply. He just pulled open the curtains. The building in his memory did not appear, but was replaced by a ruin. He calmly put down his hand and said, "Let's go to the inn and rest first."
"yes."
Soon, they stopped outside the largest inn. Fortunately, they were not dressed extravagantly today, so they were not conspicuous in the crowd. After getting off the carriage, Prime Minister Song went straight to the lobby and sat down. The waiter poured him some water attentively, "Sir, would you like something to eat?"
The subordinate who followed him replied for him: "No need for anything, just two upper rooms."
The waiter nodded repeatedly and led his subordinates to the counter. Prime Minister Song pretended to drink tea, but in fact he was eavesdropping on the conversation of people at a table behind him. He heard a rough male voice saying, "Do you think the house that was smashed can still be lived in?"
A clear female voice said excitedly: "Whoever stops here will be killed."
The man laughed loudly and said, "That makes sense. I'll wait and see who dares to move in. Speaking of which, didn't Lord Su say that the owner of that house, the prime minister, would come to Pengze County soon? It's been a few days and he hasn't been seen yet?"
"I don't think he dares to come."
There was another round of noise, which was extremely harsh. Prime Minister Song could not bear it any longer and seeing that the room had been opened, he simply left. The two men went up to the second floor one after the other. Just as they were about to enter the house, the prime minister stopped his subordinate and said, "Go to the county magistrate's mansion and tell Su Jingfeng that I am here."
"yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a feather arrow hit the Prime Minister's side. Both of them were calm and composed, as if it was just a trivial matter. Prime Minister Song turned slightly to look at the note brought by Yu Jian, and saw six big characters written on it, "I will come here tonight."
After a moment's silence, the prime minister said with a smile: "No need to go." Then he took a step back and walked into the house. The feather arrow was quietly nailed in the place, and no one cared.
In the county magistrate's mansion, before the prime minister entered the city, three people were sitting at the table in a strange atmosphere.
Yu Hang said excitedly: "I don't agree with this plan. Can't we just go ahead as we agreed a few days ago? Why do we have to take such a risk?"
Although Su Jingfeng did not express his own opinion, he frowned and secretly expressed his opposition.
Lin Xing's tone was complicated, and she tried hard to suppress her emotions as she explained, "Now the Prime Minister has returned to Pengze, but Sun Banfo has not yet returned. I think he must be... in danger. The Prime Minister must have known our purpose, so we must take the initiative to attack."
Although the other two wanted to refute, they remained silent in the end. Lin Xing continued, "Don't worry, I know what I am doing. Even if something unexpected happens, I still have you guys."
Now all matters were finally finalized, and next came the letter. If the Prime Minister is really Lin Xing's confidant, he will definitely be able to tell whose handwriting this is.
The night came as expected, and this afternoon passed faster than usual. Perhaps God also wanted to know how this good show would end.
The midnight watch sounded and the night watchman wandered in the deserted streets. He had no idea that the bright house he passed by accidentally held a secret. Lin Xing, wearing a black cloak, came to the door like a ghost.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The door was not locked, leaving a small gap, and a figure sitting at the table was vaguely visible.
"Come in."
She stepped in, and the wind blew in through the window that was never closed, revealing her pretty face under the black hood. Prime Minister Song was obviously startled, but it only took him a moment to figure out the whole story. He smiled and said, "I never thought I would see Lord Lin again. I guess you were the one who delivered the letter today."
Lin Xing also smiled and said, "Of course, the Prime Minister is really someone who understands me."
"I wonder why Lord Lin is here?"
Lin Xing took out an item from under her cloak, raised her hand, and said, "Of course, I'll give you what you want most, sir."
Prime Minister Song immediately guessed what she was holding, but he couldn't figure out the meaning of her words, so he asked tentatively, "Master Lin, have you figured it out?"
"Of course, if I follow the Prime Minister, I can own a piece of chrysanthemum even if I am just a small county magistrate. Who would hesitate about such a good deal?" Lin Xing blurted out without any hesitation.
The Prime Minister laughed loudly, stretched out his hand, and said, "Then Lord Lin, please give me the things."
Lin Xing obediently came to his side, and when she was about to put the thing in his hand, she suddenly took it back, then ran to the window and threw the thing in her hand down neatly.
It was then that the Prime Minister discovered that the book in her hand had been torn into pages, and now thrown around like flying snow. He didn't understand Lin Xing's actions. At this time, the quiet street outside suddenly became lively and full of various conversations.
Amid the sound of disorderly footsteps, Prime Minister Song recalled the gossip he had heard in the lobby today. In a flash, he understood the other party's intention and said with gritted teeth, "Did you arrange all this? Do you think these common people can shake my position?" There was a hint of disdain at the end of his words.
Lin Xing shook her head and said calmly, "Of course not, but what if it's the same in the capital?"
Prime Minister Song put down the teacup he had been holding, drew out his sword, pointed it at Lin Xing and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
Lin Xing took two steps forward, suddenly grasped the tip of the sword, and regardless of the pain of the scratch on her palm, she said, "Fuchou, does the Prime Minister still remember?"
Song Chenhui tried to pull back the sword, but failed. He remained in his original position and replied, "She is just an orphan girl. Why are you mentioning her?"
"Hahaha, she's just an orphan." Lin Xing suddenly stopped laughing and said in a gloomy tone, "If it weren't for you, how could she be like this? The Prime Minister wouldn't have forgotten the fire in Nan Ru, right?"
Song Chenhui immediately realized Fu Chou's true identity, but he still didn't care and his attitude remained casual. Seeing this, Lin Xing threw the object in her sleeve to his feet. In the flickering light, she could see clearly that it was a white plum hairpin.
"Where did you get it from?" Prime Minister Song pushed the sword forward a little and asked.
"warmth."
Just two words made Song Chenhui's pupils dilate, and he said softly: "She is still alive?" Without any guilt.
Lin Xing interrupted his thoughts and said, "If the Prime Minister returns to the capital at this moment, he will find that there are also many people gathered outside the Dali Temple to listen to your deeds."
"But so what?"
Lin Xing did not answer, but smiled, then pushed the prime minister back suddenly and white powder was scattered. Song Chenhui immediately raised his hand to cover his nose. Lin Xing saw the opportunity and turned around and climbed out of the window. The crowd on the street had disappeared and the ground was clean, as if what had just happened had never happened.
Prime Minister Song quickly came to the window, but saw Lin Xing being caught by a man in black. However, that man was Yun Zhi, not Yu Hang. He was shocked.
"Bang!"
The door was kicked open and hit the wall with a loud noise. Su Jingfeng and his guards entered with swords in hand, but they came back empty-handed as the place was deserted. He cursed inwardly, then led his men out of the inn.
In the wilderness outside the city, Prime Minister Song stood in the shadows with many people kneeling in front of him. The low pressure made everyone afraid to say a word, and they could only wait for the person in front of them to speak.
"They are so desperate!"
The subordinate kneeling in the front said tremblingly: "Sir, what should we do next...?" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sudden appearance of light. In an instant, everyone stood up and drew their swords, protecting the prime minister in the center.
Bright spots appeared all around them, and finally surrounded them. The moonlight and the firelight illuminated Yu Hang's face clearly. He walked forward calmly, took out an imperial edict, and shouted, "The emperor has ordered that the prime minister has committed crimes and disrupted the government, and he has been corrupt and accepted bribes and harmed innocent people, so I was sent to arrest him and bring him back to the capital." Then he turned to the guards surrounding the prime minister and said, "If you put down your weapons immediately, his majesty will spare your lives, otherwise..." He did not say anything else, but just held the sword across in front of everyone.
The guards looked at each other, all a little shaken by the imperial edict. At this moment, Prime Minister Song said calmly: "Lord Yu is so bold that he dared to forge an imperial edict!"
Yu Hang did not refute, but just let go of one end of the imperial edict. The next moment, everyone could clearly see the content on it, which was the same as he said. Then a man walked out from the guards behind him. Everyone recognized him as Li Yuanhe, the commander of the imperial guards. He said calmly, "The Prime Minister believes that Lord Yu is forging the emperor's will. Do you think that Lord Yu and I are in cahoots?"
If the guards were just shaken just now, they began to get scared at this moment. Many of them threw away their weapons and moved to the side. Even so, there are still many people who insist on protecting the prime minister.
Prime Minister Song was shocked, but he could only pretend to be calm and continued to ask: "Lord Li needs a reason to arrest me, right? You can't just put me in jail for no reason, right?"
Perhaps he had expected him to say so, so Li Yuanhe took out an account book, the same as the one in Lin Xing's hand just now. He flipped it open at random, and saw dense handwriting all over it. "Prime Minister Song, are you still going to be stubborn?"
Seeing this, Prime Minister Song smiled sadly. Following Yu Hang's order, the Imperial Guards immediately stepped forward. Fighting against a larger force with a smaller one, they had no chance of winning. But in a moment, the Prime Minister and his guards were pinned to the ground. Li Yuanhe saluted Yu Hang and said, "Master Yu, I will take them back to the capital first."
After he finished speaking, he took his people away. Yu Hang was the only one left in the quiet suburbs. Looking at the huge crowd, he actually felt a sense of unreality. Was it really over?
But no one could answer him, only the sound of wind turning pages echoed around. The account book in Li Yuanhe's hand just now was now lying on the ground. Except for the first half, the rest was blank.
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