"What? 100,000 taels? ”

Xiao Chengan stood up from the chair in shock, his movements were a little violent, his eyes were black for a while, and he sat back down.

"My lord! Are you alright?! Mr. Yubai hurriedly supported him, "Someone! Come ......"

Xiao Chengan raised his hand to stop, and said angrily: "Just one piece of information, it costs 100,000 taels, why don't they just come over and grab it?" ”

"Don't hide it from the lord, Yubai also thought so at the time, but after listening to Qijitang's explanation, Yubai felt that it was reasonable.

The information ...... It's worth the price. ”

Xiao Chengan was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately became cautious: "What does the hero want to do?" ”

Mr. Yubai shook his head: "We haven't paid yet, of course Qijitang won't elaborate, Yubai pleaded in every way, and the shopkeeper gave a little hint."

What the hero has to do next is a matter of life and death for the lord, and the whole thing can be decided in one fell swoop! ”

Xiao Chengan stood up abruptly again, but fortunately he didn't faint this time.

"What do you mean? This...... How is this possible? The old man has only lost the property of a few counties at present, and there is a total of one county and one hundred and forty-six counties in Jiangyou, how can the hero decide the situation in one fell swoop? ”

"Yubai is ashamed, and he is also puzzled, but one thing is certain, that is, Qijitang will never deliberately provide false information."

"It's a matter of life and death for the old man...... Xiao Chengan muttered, suddenly startled, "He, he won't send someone to assassinate the old man, right?!" I heard that there are masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm around him. ”

Mr. Yubai thought for a while and said, "Don't blame the lord, Yubai has something to say." ”

"Sir, but it doesn't hurt to speak."

Yubai thought that although the lord's status in this Jiangyou was as respectful as an emperor, in the final analysis, there was the Liang royal family standing behind him. To put it more ugly, even if the lord suffers misfortune, Liang Guoda can send someone else to take over.

Unless the hero directly tears his face, runs the risk of provoking a war, and directly embezzles our industry.

At present, he seems to be easily impulsive on the surface, but after the battle of Ting County, the lord should have understood that all his impulses are deliberately made to confuse people, and in fact, there are preparations behind it.

Therefore, Yubai felt that he would not directly send someone to assassinate the lord, which would not actually benefit him. ”

Xiao Chengan's expression was a little ugly, but it was not because of Mr. Yubai's words, but because of the reality in his words.

In fact, he really wanted the Eight Poles Palace to go to war with the Liang Kingdom, because that was his best chance to stand on his own.

It's a matter of life and death for the old man, it's not about assassinating the old man, and it can settle the matter in one fell swoop......

What exactly does a hero do?

"Lord, although the hero is just a stinky boy, he has the powerful Qijitang as an ally. Even if we are not afraid, the fight will inevitably bring losses, and it will be bad for us if things drag on.

According to Yubai's shallow opinion, if we can also take the opportunity to settle the situation in one fell swoop, 100,000 taels will not be a loss at all. ”

Xiao Chengan's expression was cloudy, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth: "Okay!" According to what Mr. said, we will also make up our minds in one fell swoop! ”

……

As a member of the Ying family, when he came to Yingning County, the hero naturally had to pay homage to the Yingling Temple.

The temple was built on the top of the hill to the left of the pass, facing east and west, like a watchtower, still guarding the land and the people behind.

When the group reached the top of the mountain, the sky suddenly fluttered with rain, which was not big, but because of the pervasive autumn wind, it was a little cold and biting.

Jia Qiao had already prepared, and took out a robe from the baggage he carried and put it on for the hero. Lilac has always taken her as an example, so the burden is also prepared, Cao Cao took it and put it on without saying a word, but Mo Tu was cool and didn't ask for it.

Huang Nannan didn't know where she had gone to have fun, Yaoguang didn't come, only Tian Wanxi was left standing there alone with her arms in her arms, although it wasn't cold, but she looked very pitiful.

So, the hero gave her the coat.

She thanked her with a red face and put it on happily, but in the next second, she saw the hero holding Jia Qiao in her arms and running towards the temple gate with the little girl.

Jia Qiao's giggles came, and she suddenly felt that the coat on her body was not warm at all.

The old temple had already greeted him in front of the door, turning a blind eye to the hero's undignified behavior, and after greeting him with a wooden face, he turned sideways and invited him into the temple.

When he arrived at a place where the rain could not be drenched, the hero let go of his family, cut his haircut, put on a serious expression, and walked into the main hall.

This is him worshipping his ancestors, not ordinary people entering incense, so everyone else is waiting outside.

As soon as you enter the temple gate, you will see a huge offering platform in front of you, and countless spiritual cards are densely placed on the platform. The size of each spirit card, the rank and name of the place of origin are written on it in small block letters, arranged in a pyramid pattern, and the top piece of the spirit card is the largest and most conspicuous, and there are only six words in the book.

Holy Spirit, the seat of battle!

British War, just one name, seems to have boundless killing intent overflowing, which makes people's blood boil.

The general succeeded in a hundred battles, and the saint became a god in one battle!

In the eyes of the hero, the glory does not only belong to this heroic battle that he should call his great grandfather, everyone on the spirit card is a saint.

They are more worthy of the people's faith than the nine gods, and they are immortal!

Respectfully incense, the hero knelt three times and bowed nine times, and then bowed his head and prayed silently.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from outside the temple, the candles flickered, and the cigarettes swayed.

His body froze, unable to move, and he felt that those spirit cards seemed to come to his eyes in an instant, as if countless eyes were staring at him, examining him, and their eyes passed through his body like tentacles, seeing every inch of him inside and out.

The star-moon disk had a sense and spun rapidly, and the ever-bright ruby and the surrounding diamonds began to breathe, and the soft light rippled out.

The dense sight disappeared, and the body regained its freedom, the hero raised his face to look at the spirit card at the top, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if someone was calling, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the northeast.

There it is...... Ganliang County, Dingsheng Mountain!

I don't know how long later, the hero came out of the hall, and Jia Qiao saw his solemn face, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Young master, what's wrong with you?" Feeling unwell? ”

"It's fine." The hero squeezed out a smile, "It may be that Lord Gaozu is a little dissatisfied with me, an unworthy descendant, and glared at me fiercely. ”

Jia Qiao's scalp suddenly tingled, and when he peeked into the depths of the hall, he felt a gust of yin wind and a chill all over his body.

The young master is a descendant of the Ying family, and Gaozu Yingling will definitely bless him, I am just a little girl, it is the same whether I ask for it or not.

She comforted herself in this way and dispelled the idea of going in and worshipping as well.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it is impossible to go down the mountain for the time being, so the old temple invites the hero and others to the back hall to rest.

The hero had something in his heart, so he made an excuse to come out, and when he came to the temple wall, he found that there was a hanging stone protruding from the top of the mountain in front of him, and a pavilion was built on the stone, and the old temple Zhu was standing in the pavilion, looking at the northeast with his hands in the distance, full of compassion and sorrow.