Chapter 97: Discord Meter (Part II)

"What did you say?!" Peng Yue Huo Ran changed his words, "Is this serious?" ”

After besieging Aocang for more than half a month, I didn't even dare to put out the fire, wasn't it just to get corn in the city, tens of thousands of strong men and hundreds of thousands of fu children? Now a guy ran out and told him that Chen Feng was about to demote to Han again, so he Peng Yue had been working in vain for half a month, and what should Liang Guo do, who had already made a mess?

The white-clothed Xiushi sighed: "I came here to save the king, how can I lie to each other?" ”

"Really?" Peng Yue naturally didn't believe it easily, although he was not very smart, but he was definitely not stupid, and soon he came up with a trick to test the truth with the thinking of a martial artist, and immediately raised his head and shouted: "Come on, give the widow a big cauldron, pour oil and add fire, and cook this jiān for the widow!" ”

The two pro-soldiers entered the account in response, and immediately pushed the white-clothed Xiushi to the ground.

The white-clothed Xiushi's face changed greatly, and he argued loudly: "King Liang, what are you doing here?" ”

"What for?" Peng Yue said coldly, "In front of the widow, you dare to lie to each other? If you tell the truth about your intentions now, the widow can still spare you from death. ”

The white-clothed Xiushi said coldly: "Since that's the case, I don't want to say anything below." ”

"Want to be a hero? Tell you, there are no doors. The horizontal flesh on Peng Yue's face trembled, and he said murderously, "The widow has killed countless people in his life, and he still cares about killing you more?" ”

After that, Peng Yue waved his hand again, and the two personal soldiers escorted the white-clothed Xiushi out of the big tent.

Outside the tent, a large iron kettle with a diameter of five feet has been propped up, the kettle has been poured with oil, and dry firewood has been added to the bottom of the iron kettle, which is burning violently, only after less than two quarters of an hour, the fire oil in the large iron kettle has been rising up with green smoke, people standing next to the kettle, can feel the smoke from afar.

Peng Yue walked up to the white-clothed Xiushi and said in a cruel voice: "Say, who sent you?" ”

The white-clothed Xiushi pursed his lips, and then turned his face to the side, he didn't even bother to look at Peng Yue.

Peng Yue was furious, and immediately shouted: "It's cooked, throw this jiān fine into the oil pot and cook it!" ”

"No!" The captain of the pro-soldier school suddenly agreed, and immediately took three other pro-soldiers to grab the limbs of the white-clothed Xiushi and lift him up and hang him on the big iron cauldron, perhaps in order to let the white-clothed Xiushi "enjoy" a moment of fear before death, the four did not let go immediately, but just hung the white-clothed Xiushi on the big iron kettle.

Peng Yue stared at the white-clothed Xiushi for a moment, but his right hand made a "slow" gesture extremely concealedly.

The white-clothed showman didn't look at Peng Yue more from beginning to end, and the expression on his face was also very safe, as if he really didn't care about life and death, at this moment, Peng Yue already believed it!

In Peng Yue's opinion, if this white-clothed Xiushi had a ghost in his heart, he would never be so safe!

In less than an instant, the white-clothed Xiushi and the four pro-soldiers hanging on the big iron kettle had already been infiltrated by sweat, and the white-clothed Xiushi seemed to be a little impatient, and immediately turned his head to the pro-soldier captain and said, "Why should the general embarrass a dying person?" It's better to let go of it and let me die happily. ”

The pro-soldier captain sweated more and more, and without Peng Yue's nod, he didn't dare to let go.

After another quarter of an hour, Peng Yue finally waved his hand to the pro-soldier captain, who was like méng's amnesty, and hurriedly took the white-clothed Xiushi away from the big oil kettle. ”

The white-clothed Xiushi snorted and said coldly: "If the king doesn't believe it, he will kill him, if he believes it, then don't do this useless temptation, although he has no talent, he can't compare to Fan Zeng and Zhang Liang's extraordinary wisdom and wisdom in strategizing and winning thousands of miles, but he is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death." ”

"The widow Meng Lang, Mr. forgive me." Peng Yue's posture was extremely low.

After that, Peng Yue made a solemn gesture again, and said: "The widow has prepared a bath soup for Mr., please ask Mr. to bathe and change clothes, and then it is not too late to discuss in detail." ”

Yi Xiushi sighed, his attitude finally softened, and he said at the moment: "It's not a hurry to bathe and change clothes, if the king believes that he is here, then hurry up and go to Lu Ze's camp, otherwise, once Chen Xuan's messenger agrees with Lu Ze, the king will have no chance to save the situation." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Peng Yue slapped his forehead and said suddenly, "The widows are confused." ”

After saying that, Peng Yue turned his head and shouted to the pro-soldier captain: "Peng Ming, go and prepare the horse!" ”

Peng Ming, the captain of the pro-soldier school, is the nephew of the Peng Yue clan, and said with concern: "Uncle, do you want your nephew to order 500 pro-soldiers to accompany you?" ”

"No need." Peng Yue waved his hand, and there was a smell of heroism in his gestures, and he said coldly, "Even Liu Bang doesn't dare to do anything to the widow, how dare Lu Ze be unfavorable to the widow?" ”

Lu Ze's battalion was stationed less than ten miles away.

Although it was already late at night, Lu Ze hadn't slept yet, and he would be crazy about a book.

This book was sent by a guy who claimed to be a guest of Chen Xianmen half an hour ago, and the Han army and the Liang army just blocked the north gate of the city, and did not encircle Ao Cang on all sides, so it is not surprising that someone can go out of the city in a hanging basket, what makes Lu Ze feel sleepy is that the content of this book is simply unknown.

This book should be a secret letter, the upper right title is him Lu Ze, and the lower left is really Chen Xuan.

The handwriting in the middle has been scribbled out for most of it, especially in many key places, and the only few handwriting that can be distinguished don't know what he's talking about, Lu Zeshi can't figure it out, if Chen Feng really intends to descend again, why did he send such a strange secret letter?

If it wasn't for Chen Xuan, then who sent the messenger? What is the purpose of sending this letter?

Lu Ze held the book and repeatedly identified it against the oil lamp, trying to recognize the original handwriting from the altered ink, but it was in vain, and the handwriting was absolutely unrecognizable.

When Lu Zezheng was puzzled, a small official suddenly came in and said, "My lord, King Liang asks to see you." ”

"King Liang?" Lu Ze was surprised, "It's so late, why did he still come to this official?" ”

When Lu Ze was about to get up to greet him, Peng Yue had already stepped forward in two steps, and snatched the book from Lu Ze's hand.

Lu Ze frowned, and said with some displeasure: "King Liang, what are you doing here?" ”

Peng Yue ignored Lu Ze, just glanced at the book, and then said angrily: "Lord Lu Ze, do you think that if you erase these handwritings on the book, the widow will not know anything?" ”

Lu Ze said angrily: "King Liang, I haven't altered the handwriting on the book. ”

"Haven't altered it?" Peng Yue shook the wooden slip in his hand and said angrily, "How can this be annotated?" ”

"I don't know." Lu Ze didn't have a good breath and said, "Before you came, you just received this letter in Xia, but as soon as you opened it, it was already like this, these handwriting were not altered at all, if King Liang didn't believe it, he would be able to call the messenger who sent the letter to come forward and confront you." ”

"Okay." Peng Yue said coldly, "It just so happens that the widow also wants to meet Chen Xuan's envoy." ”

Lu Ze immediately instructed his subordinates to summon Chen Yan's envoy, Lu Ze was cautious, and he was always careful in handling things, after the messenger who claimed to be Chen Yan's messenger delivered the letter, Lu Ze did not let him leave, but sent someone to stay in the name of hospitality, which would be in Lu Ze's Chinese army camp.

The little official came back soon, but Chen Xuan's messenger did not come.

When Lu Ze was about to ask a question, the little official under the door had already leaned into his ear and whispered: "My lord, it's not good, the messenger sent by Chen Feng has just committed suicide by caesarean section!" ”

"Huh?" Lu Ze lost his voice and said, "How can this be?!" ”

The little official under the door smiled bitterly, but Peng Yue said coldly: "Lord Lu Ze, is there anything difficult about it?" ”

Lu Ze sighed faintly, and said a little helplessly: "King Liang forgives his sins, the messenger who called himself Chen Xuan's envoy has committed suicide by caesarean section just now. ”

"Suicide by caesarean section?" Peng Yue said abruptly, "Are you a three-year-old child?" ”

Without waiting for Lu Ze to argue, Peng Yue said again: "Lu Ze, do you think that if you smeared the secret letter and killed the messenger, the widow would not know the truth of the matter?" The widow told you that the corn in Aocang City, tens of thousands of strong men and hundreds of thousands of fu and children are all from the Liang State, and you are just ordered by the King of Han to come to help in the war, and you are not qualified to accept Chen Xuan's surrender! ”

"Why did King Liang say this?" Lu Ze frowned and said unhappily, "Things haven't been figured out yet!" ”

"Alright, don't fucking pretend, huh!" Peng Yue snorted and immediately brushed his sleeves away.

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