Chapter 85: The Eve of the Storm

Late at night, in Dongping City, a secret team took advantage of the night to quietly march in the direction of the west of the city away from the palace.

There were men and women, old and young, all dressed in tight-fitting night suits, with heavy hearts and silence.

Just last night, Li Zuohai, the guard of King Wei, who had never shown up, suddenly came to him and asked them to rush to the "old place" to gather immediately, saying that King Wei had something to do.

Shortly after the guards left, just as they were about to leave, Warr, who was secretly in contact with them, appeared in front of them.

The cronies of the two kings, before leaving, said the same thing: action.

Moving all the way, a beautiful woman in front of her hesitated, turned her head, and said to the middle-aged man next to her:

"Dad, this time there is a lot of crisis, have you thought about it?"

The man frowned after hearing this, looked at the endless darkness in front of him, was silent for a long time, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:

"You and I have been licking blood in the rivers and lakes, and we have long put life and death aside, if it wasn't for the 'prince' rescue, our family would have died without a place to be buried, although now the 'prince' has been repaid, but your mother and younger brother are still in Luojing, as long as they can survive, for them, I will die without regrets, and this time, the king will not sit idly by, although I will have a way to save you out."

The woman was taken aback when she heard this, and said, "Dad, then you"

The man frowned, looked at it, stopped her from speaking, and sighed:

"In my opinion, although Dongping is calm on the surface, the two forces have already played to the stage of life and death in secret, otherwise they will not find us lightly, the two kings will fight, there will be a death, especially the British king, he has the talent to dominate the world, and there is a 'prince' force secretly helping each other, it is difficult to defeat, we can only survive if we choose to believe in him, and you are still useful to the British king, so he will definitely try his best to save your life."

The woman's face was worried, and she said anxiously:

"But, Daddy"

The man glanced at her, his eyes were gentle, and he smiled:

"Don't worry, Dad's life is big, this time it's life or death, it's hard to say, if you cry again, Dad will be in turmoil, and he will always worry about you, so it's easy to have an accident."

After hearing this, the woman nodded, was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke, saying:

"Dad, my daughter has always had a saying, I don't know if I should say it or not"

The man looked at his daughter and smiled kindly:

"If there's anything you can't say, you can say it."

The woman hesitated, frowned, and replied:

"Dad, my daughter thinks that after the British king is successful, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not get rid of us insiders."

The man's body shook, his face turned pale instantly, and after a while, he shook his head, turned his head to look around, and said with a wry smile:

"Swords and fish, what can I do, I have to pray to the king to see that you are still useful and spare you."

After speaking, he sighed and fell silent.

In the dark night, all around, the autumn insects are hissing bitterly, as if they are fighting against heaven and earth, and they are struggling to protect the most.

Insects and ants have the heart to refuse to accept death, and they still have the courage to shout with the sky, not to mention that between heaven and earth, the head of the family, a good man who stands up to the sky!

The man's eyes radiated a fine light, even if he died, he had to fight to save his daughter and let her live.

Thinking of this, his steps suddenly accelerated, and everyone behind him was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed up-

When Song Xunwen was sleeping soundly, he suddenly received an order from King Wei, asking him to meet at the old place, saying that there was something important to discuss.

It was only after the rest of King Wei's cronies that he gradually woke up from his comatose state.

Since Liu Xiu came to Dongping, it has been less than a month and a half, and he feels very tired and a little powerless, and he has been worried in his heart, worried that he will be crushed if he is not careful, and he will never recover.

In the whirlpool of this political dispute, the dark tide is turbulent, and it can only be crossed carefully, and in this battle, Liu Xiu has been planning for many years without their knowledge, completely occupying the initiative, and overwhelming the king of Wei, which makes him feel even more difficult and very tired to deal with.

And King Wei, he sighed in his heart.

Although he claimed that he didn't love the princess, after Ziyu's death, King Wei became more violent than before, bloodthirsty and murderous, and insensitive to changes in the political situation, and seemed to have given up.

It seems that in Dongping City, only he, Song Xunwen, is struggling to support, lonely resisting the pressure brought to them by Liu Xiu.

That seemingly weak figure, infinitely long, shrouded the entire Dongping, and did not dare to raise his head, which made people depressed.

He sat up with a wry smile and ordered his subordinates to dress him, and at this moment, a flash of clarity suddenly flashed in his mind.

Liu Xun, the son of the world!

He stretched out his hands, clenched them into fists, shook them for a moment, and secretly roared in his heart because of excitement, there is still hope for the defense of the country!

Although Liu Xun is too young, in terms of ability and experience, he cannot be compared with Liu Xiu, but the great Confucian Li Boliang said that the son of the world is loyal, tenacious, smart and studious, and has the heart of loving the people like a son, if he inherits the throne, he must be a good king, a good prince, and a blessing for the people.

That's enough.

He jumped up, did not call his subordinates in, tore his clothes and hurriedly put them on, and told the butler to prepare the car, and he was about to go out.

So much so that I didn't hear the parrot hanging outside the door and forgetting to enter the house in the dark, whispering in the cold wind.

Tonight is windy and extremely cold, and Brother Parrot, who has always been warm, has never been in the wind, how can he bear this pain.

Will this parrot still be alive at this time tomorrow?

The "old place" in King Wei's mouth is a small house in the west of Dongping City, which is far away from the city and has a remote location.

There is no wealthy house here, most of them are ordinary houses, so they are purchased by foreign businessmen for the rest of the road, and it is a place to store goods, although the population is thick, but the people who come and go are in a hurry, except for the guard, very few people spend the night here.

So late at night, it's very quiet, and there is a huge area of houses with few candles.

Although Song Xunwen was anxious, in order to avoid being discovered and followed, he still chose the carriage to go east, and he walked westward, under the guard of his henchmen, he hurried away.

After walking for a long time, Song Xunwen and others rushed to the west of the city, it was late at night, everyone had slept, and the place that was already silent now seemed to be a little desolate.

Song Xunwen suddenly felt a little inexplicably flustered and nervous in his heart, and it took a long time to settle down, strode forward, and after going around in the "village", he came to an inconspicuous hut and knocked on the door.

At this moment, at the entrance where he entered, a group of people walked over, and it was the same team just now.

Song Xunwen frowned, and subconsciously looked behind them first, only to see the soldiers he had arranged to guard in the dark at the door running over from a distance, saluting and replying:

"General Qiyu, they are holding the prince's special token, and they are accompanied by the prince's personal guards, the villain didn't dare to stop them, so they had to let them go."

Song Xunwen nodded, squinted, the candlelight was faint, and the faces of the people who came were a little hazy.

When they approached, the two met their eyes, and the middle-aged man led by them suddenly saluted and said in a deep voice:

"The villain is proud, I've seen General Song!"

Everyone behind him saluted in unison.

"Ah, it's the class master." Song Xunwen's eyes flashed with coldness, but his face was happy, and he stepped forward to help him up.

Cheng Ao was polite, and beckoned the family class behind him to follow Song Xunwen and walk towards the house.

Song Xunwen greeted the family class with a smile, walked side by side with Cheng Ao, and said with a smile:

"You and I are old acquaintances, why be so formal."

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Cheng Ao carefully, his eyes were hidden with a blade, as if he wanted to see through his internal organs, but he smiled on his face:

"I don't know what happened to the class master so late at night?"

Cheng Ao bowed his head and replied respectfully:

"The prince only said that he wanted the villain to bring all the people and horses, but he didn't say what to call each other."

The two did not stop, walking side by side, hearing his answer, Song Xunwen nodded, patted Cheng Ao's shoulder with a smile, and said:

"The prince has great trust in the class master and appreciates it very much, don't let the prince down!"

Cheng Ao immediately bowed his head and responded:

"General Song said this, the villain was very frightened in his heart, the last time the palace drama was a great opportunity to assassinate Liu Xiu, but in the end it was missed, the villain has been guilty and uneasy, and he felt that he had lost the high hopes of the prince, fortunately, the prince did not blame, let the villain continue to serve" Cheng Ao sighed and continued: "But General Song rest assured, the villain will complete the task this time and live up to the expectations of the prince!" ”

Song Xunwen didn't stop after hearing this, smiled slightly, and said:

"Song is very pleased that the master of the class can have this heart, and it is not in vain that the prince has supported the family class for many years."

Cheng Ao nodded again and again, and responded:

"The family formation class is also thanks to the cultivation of General Song, so it can have this status."

Song Xunwen's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he subconsciously looked around, only to see that the darkness was thick, as if it was thick and could not be dissolved, and the candlelight was faint, and there was no light at all.

Now that the family class has gained notoriety, what does it mean to "have this status"?

He was just about to ask, but found that several people had arrived at the door of the inner house, Cheng Ao did not stop, walked up directly, knocked on the door three times, stopped for a moment, knocked five more times, and knocked three more times.

After two cycles, I heard someone in the house scolding:

"It's so late, what the hell is knocking on the door?"

Cheng Ao replied in a deep voice:

"Knock on the ghost door here and send the disobedient dead in vain."

As soon as the words fell, they only heard the door of the wing room on their right hand side "creak" open, and out of it came a housekeeper dressed in royal clothes, bowed to a few people and said:

"A few masters, the prince has been waiting for a long time."

Song Xunwen turned his head to look at the wing where King Wei was, with a worried look in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, and was about to go over.

He inadvertently turned around, only to see a strange glint in Cheng Ao's eyes, his heart was cold, his brows were on the table, and when he looked carefully, he found that Cheng Ao's expression was as usual, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

He shook his head with a wry smile, thinking in his heart when he became so suspicious, and how could Cheng Ao have something to do with Liu Xiu secretly.

The two moved forward together, and the family members behind Cheng Ao were taken to another room by King Wei's guards to settle down.

The door to the room was open, and the two walked in under the guidance of the guards.

The two of them walked with their heads down, only to see that the room was not big, very ordinary, and even very simple, no different from other merchants' temporary residences, but the room was very clean, with a faint smell of spices, if there was nothing, it was very fresh.

When I walked into the room, I lifted the curtain and found that there was a table of eight immortals in the center of the room, the candles on the table were burning, illuminating the whole room, and there were a few chairs next to the table, and there was nothing else, very neat and tidy, without any superfluous furnishings.

Song Xunwen's eyes rolled slightly, and he suddenly found that there were two figures, one large and one small, standing there in front of the window of the room.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes were focused on the child