Chapter Eighty-Eight: Dead Friends Don't Die Poor

"Master Hou is here, come quickly." In a daze, Li Chen heard Zhao Que's voice.

"Drive, drive, drive."

A red horse, dressed in red, with tears on his face, Yingyue galloped all the way to Lijiazhuang. Her hand holding the reins trembled invisibly, a feeling she had never experienced before.

Xianyang City, Afang Palace

The First Emperor was surrounded by endless anger at this time, and the dignified Great Qin Ronglu was assassinated on the way to the palace, which was simply tearing off the face of the Great Qin Empire and throwing it on the ground, and at the end he stepped on it twice.

"How's Yue'er?" The First Emperor asked, he could imagine how sad Ying Yue was at this time.

"The princess should go to Lijiazhuang this time, Xia Wuhe has already taken the imperial doctor away." Zhao Gao replied cautiously.

"Your Majesty, it's been a long time since you've been so angry." Zhao Gao thought so.

"The perpetrator called himself Xiang Yu, a Chu person." Zhao Gao said.

Xianyang City, Mifu

"Kick, kick, kick."

Thousands of black-armored guards surrounded the Mi Mansion, not to mention people, even a fly couldn't fly out.

"Bang."

Under the leadership of Wang Qian, the closed gate was blasted out. Wang Li's injury made Wang Jian like an angry lion, but he had no patience to wait for someone to report.

"Childe, Wang Qian's old horseman has led the troops to kill him." A man who looked like a family man ran in.

Mi Gongzi is lying in the arms of the beauty, eating wine and food. Hearing that Wang Jian was coming, he couldn't stop trembling.

The name Wang Jian is an existence that can stop crying at night in the ears of the Chu people. In the hearts of the Chu people, the most feared and hated person is not the first emperor, but Wang Qian, the executor and executioner of the extermination of Chu, this old man who does not know how many Chu people have lost their souls under the knife.

"What, Wang Jian is here?"

"What is he doing here?" Qi Gongzi asked as if he were sifting chaff.

"I didn't expect that you, the little cub of the Chu State, really have the backbone to dare to assassinate Rong Luhou?" Wang Jian's old and deep voice sounded.

"I didn't?"

"Not me?"

"Don't you wrong?" Mi Gongzi hurriedly denied the three links.

"Uncle and nephew Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu who committed the murder, I know Gongzi Mi."

"These two people came to your mansion a few days ago?" Wang Jian held the Qin knife on his waist and asked with a sinister face.

"Uncle, don't kill me, I have money, I'll give you all the money."

"I can explain it, it's not me, I really don't know." Mi Gongzi shouted bitterly with a handful of snot and tears.

"Ugh."

"The old man is old, and killing people is not what I want."

"Your Majesty needs an explanation." Wang Jian sighed and took out the long knife at his waist.

"Xiang Liang, I said why are your uncles and nephews so kind to come to see me, it turns out that they pulled me to the top cylinder. Don't blame me for being unrighteous if you are unkind, and friends who die don't die in poverty. Mi Gongzi thought through gritted teeth.

"Old General Wang, I may know that Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu's uncle and nephew are hiding there." Mi Gongzi hurriedly said.

"Well, let's hear it, if you can wear guilt and make meritorious service. After finding the master, the old man will be the master to protect your life. Wang Jian helped his long beard and said.

"Qingfeng View, the old general, Uncle Liang's nephew, must be hidden in Qingfeng View." Mi Gongzi hurriedly said.

Although the First Emperor swept through the Six Kingdoms, the nobles of the Six Kingdoms never gave up hope of restoration. And this Qingfeng Temple, although the name sounds like a Taoist temple. But in fact, it was an intelligence agency set up by the remnants of the Chu State, which was responsible for controlling the intelligence exchanges between Xianyang City and the remnants of the Chu State in various places.

"But the breeze view in the west of the city?" Wang Jian asked, Wang Jian has been to the Taoist hall here, and there are many believers who go to incense on weekdays.

"Yes, the old general can know that there are anti-Qin elements from top to bottom in this view." Mi Gongzi said.

Mi Gongzi knew that after this time, he was afraid that he would be completely tied to Daqin. This is the end of the career of the wall grass that blows on both sides, and since this is the case, it will be killed so as not to leave the aftermath.

In order to save his life, he didn't just betray Xiang Liang's uncle and nephew, once this Qingfeng Guan was investigated, almost the entire Chu State remnants were involved.

West of the city, Qingfeng view

"Smack."

Xiang Liang slapped Xiang Yu his face, and a red palm print appeared on Xiang Yu's face.

"Uncle, you ......"

Xiang Yu covered his face with an incredulous expression. He didn't figure out why Xiang Liang was so angry.

"How can I tell you, do you know that because of your momentary righteousness, now our entire Xiang clan is homeless." Xiang Liang looked at Xiang Yu with an angry look on his face.

Now it's really a fox who can't catch it, Li Chen didn't kill it, and now Xiang Yu's identity is tantamount to putting the entire Xiang family in crisis.

If you run, the monk can't run to the temple, and I'm afraid it won't be long before Daqin's iron horse will run to the next minister.

"Uncle, I know it's wrong." Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head like a defeated rooster.

"Uncle, how should this be?"

"There are more than 500 people in our Xiang clan, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape death." Xiang Zhuang hesitated, obviously panicking.

Just now, it was Xiang Zhuang and Xiang Bo who brought the Xiang family's doormen to resist the city defense soldiers who came to support.

"Yu'er, you take Xiang Zhuang and Xiang Liang back to the next minister, and take the clansmen to hide in the mountains first." Necklace gritted her teeth and said.

"Uncle, how can we lose such a big family business." Xiang Bo said.

In the previous life, the so-called Xiang Zhuang sword dance was intended for Pei Gong, Fan Zeng signaled Xiang Zhuang to take the opportunity to assassinate Liu Bang when he was dancing the sword, and it was Xiang Bo who received Zhang Liang's gold and silver, and held a sword to dance with Xiang Zhuang to help Liu Bang block a catastrophe.

"Confused, it's great to be able to survive at this time, how can I feel sorry for some money." Xiang Liang said.

"Uncle, let's go together." Xiang Yu said.

"Yu'er, go quickly. Uncle can't stand the bumps and fatigue at this time, and at this time, it is related to the life and death of our Xiang clan, and it can't be delayed in any way. Xiang Liang said and let go of the hand covering his abdomen, only to see a palm-sized wound dripping with blood.

"Xiang Zhuang, Xiang Bo, you go. I'm in trouble, and I can't just walk away. Xiang Yu said.

"Yu'er, don't mess around. You must go, if the Qin army comes before you. Only with your martial arts can you lead your people to kill. Xiang Liang said solemnly.

"But uncle, your injury ......," Xiang Yu said worriedly. The relationship between Xiang Yu and Xiang Liang is like that of father and son, and in fact, it was Xiang Liang who raised Xiang Yu.

"It's okay, this little injury is not enough for my uncle's life, just recuperate for a few days."

"That's it, Uncle Xiang stays with me, Yu'er, you take the others back to the next phase quickly." Xiang Liang said.

Xiang Liang left Uncle Xiang on purpose, Uncle Xiang took money too seriously, if he took him back, Xiang Liang was afraid that he would drag Xiang Yu down because he was reluctant to do so.

"Drive, drive, drive."

Xiang Yu and his entourage of more than ten people galloped down, dozens of people when they came to Xianyang, and now only these people are alive. In fact, if Zhang Liang hadn't led people to take on the responsibility of the palace, whether these people could live is still two words.