"Back to the sect master, 200,000 disciples have arrived, and they are waiting in the peony mountain at this moment, just waiting for your order."

Qiao Jiang laughed cruelly: "Finally waited for this day, seventeen years of forbearance and humiliation, seventeen years of painful torture, tonight...... This sect mainly vents all hatred, and the Great Qi Dynasty will cease to exist after dusk. ”

"Door master, are we going to save the queen?"

"Save her?" Qiao Jiang seemed to have heard some funny joke, and asked rhetorically, "Why?" ”

"We're not the queen's ......"

"What's the Queen's?" Qiao Jiang squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and a thick killing intent rose in his eyes.

"Left, Left, Right Arm ......"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiang curled the corner of his right mouth in confusion and slowly walked up to him, the disciple was so frightened that he took two steps back, but he was still choked by his throat. The green tendons on the back of Qiao Jiang's hand burst out, the disciple's face turned red, and he pulled Qiao Jiang's arm with both hands, suffocating to death after struggling to no avail.

Qiao Jiang let go of his hand, and the disciple fell to the ground softly, and the disciple on the side saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to clean up the body.

"Right hand? She deserves it too? It's just a stepping stone for the master of this door, and he really takes himself seriously. Qiao Jiang took out a hand towel from his arms and gently wiped the hand that had just pinched the disciple, the sweat stains on the disciple's neck made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Pass the order, and at dusk, attack and leave the city with all your might."

"Yes."

……

Sima Wanqin took the disguised Black Moon to the outskirts of the city, and found that the refugees were gone, and only a few women and children remained.

Heiyue blinked, looking at the soup kitchen in Sima Wanqin's mouth, there were more officers and soldiers than refugees. Heiyue sneered: "The porridge in this soup kitchen shed is all for the officers and soldiers to drink, wouldn't it be better to add some pickles?" ”

"Black Moon, how do you speak?" Sima visited the piano angrily and replied.

"Childe doesn't have eyes? Look at the refugees around here? ”

"Oh no......" Sima Wanqin remembered the events of that night, and immediately turned to the group of officers and soldiers and ordered: "Don't put porridge today, everyone go out to find those refugees who drank porridge before." ”

"Yes." The officers and soldiers had seen him come with His Royal Highness King Xian, not to mention that he was also the youngest son of Sima Shangshu, since he had ordered, he did it, and there were not many refugees near the soup kitchen anyway.

"What's going on?" Black Moon was vigilant, in this extraordinary period, General Wei was still in prison, even if it was a small matter, it was enough to make Black Moon nervous.

"A few nights ago, I came to find out the identities of these refugees, and I was almost killed."

"And that matter?" Black Moon's pupils shrank: "You mean there is something strange about these refugees?" ”

"Yes, yesterday I came to see with King Xian, King Xian did not bring guards, someone tried to assassinate King Xian, and then was subdued, that person in order to avoid being caught, he actually bit his tongue in public and committed suicide, and at night, when I came out to check again, everything was normal."

"Who will be the assassin of the virtuous king?" Heiyue frowned: "Except for the Queen's Party, I really can't think of anyone else with such a motive. The queen was confined in the Joan of Arc Palace, and it stands to reason that she should not have the time to make a move, so it was Qiao Jiang who was absconding. ”

"You mean Qiao Jiang planted his disciples among the refugees?"

"I forgot to tell you one thing, the Delusion Sect has been tracking down the news of the Zhizhen Sect before, and found that they are hiding outside our sphere of influence, such as the Northern Vassals, the Feirong Region, etc."

Sima Yuqin thought about it and was a little afraid: "But these refugees are all from Wangchuan City." ”

"Do they have any other characteristics?"

"Almost all of these refugees are young adults."

"Oh no......" Heiyue took a deep breath: "When we were in Yue'an City, Yue'an, Yinli, Xiban and Lingwan all had imperial people, and they were all young and middle-aged, and they suddenly disappeared, and then I got the news that Qiao Jiang had escaped from the city, and rushed back to the city to find that General Wei was escorted back to the capital for the crime of rebellion." ”

"How could it be so coincidental? Maybe...... Are these refugees pretending to be the disciples of Zhizhenmen? ”

"No, I have to inform the young master quickly." Heiyue thought of this, and couldn't continue to speculate, if these were true, then what did Qiao Jiang do these for?

Heiyue took a step and ran away, leaving Sima Wanqin alone to stand in the empty soup kitchen.

"I'll go tell His Highness the Seventh as well." He muttered to himself and turned back to the city.

Wei Ziyu is riding a horse to leave the city at the moment, the door master is unwilling to help her, and she can save her father by herself, which is just a vain, even if she is a murderous demon Qing Zijin with one enemy and a hundred, she can't withstand the thousands of troops and horses of the dynasty.

But...... So what, no matter what, he will not stand idly by in his father's affairs, there are few people in this world who take care of her so well like his father, even if he once abandoned her for his family and country, he blamed himself for sixteen years, and the torture of the soul is often more torturous than the pain of the flesh and skin.

Sixteen years, he has suffered enough.

……

When Qianlan broke free from Qi Wenyun's arms, the sky was already bright, and she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly called Man Xiu: "Go, go and protect Zijin, if something happens to her, you don't have to come back." ”

"But the master of the door, the young master doesn't want me to follow her."

"You follow quietly, protect her secretly, and stop her immediately when you see her strange behavior."

“…… Yes, Door Master. Man Xiu lowered his head and pursed his lips, the master of the door couldn't stop the young master from doing what he wanted, not to mention that she was just the little leader of Huancheng.

The owner of the door will really be embarrassed.

……

Zhongli Boqian's carriage arrived at King Xian's Mansion, and he thought a lot about the journey from the palace to King Xian's Mansion. He wanted to ask his brother about the cause and effect of General Wei's rebellion.

Seeing that he was so uneasy, when Xiaochun got out of the carriage, he deliberately helped him, but he almost stepped on the air. Zhongli Boqian lowered his head and looked gloomy, and walked all the way to Qingning Courtyard.

"Your Highness the Seventh, watch your step." Koharu didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he came back from going out, he seemed to be a different person, becoming much colder and calmer.

"Will my brother be in the house?"

Koharu listened to his soft voice and suddenly realized that something was wrong with him.

"Yes!" Koharu comforted.

"Hmm." Zhongli Boqian replied softly, and then stopped talking.

Zhongli Boqian walked all the way to Qingning Courtyard, his eyes were like dry wells, and his drooping eyelids looked at the flowers and leaves that were blooming on the side of the road. In his eyes, those things were long gone, and he ...... The heart is like ashes.

Walking to the door of the study, the door was open, only a string of transparent bead curtains hung down, and it was faintly visible that next to the bookcase behind the bead curtains, there was a handsome boy dressed in white. He lowered his eyebrows, held the book in his hand, and from time to time stretched out his beautiful fingers to turn the pages, and could not see joy or sorrow.

Zhongli Boqian motioned for Xiaochunhou to be outside the study, he gently opened the bead curtain, accompanied by a creaking sound, Zhongli Bojun, who was reading a book, slowly raised his head, and after seeing Zhongli Boqian, he showed a sincere and gentle smile. Zhongli Boqian raised his feet and stepped over the threshold, walked to the bookcase, and sat opposite Zhongli Bojun.

"Qian'er is here?" Zhongli Bojun put down the book in his hand.

"Brother has a lot of opportunities, Qian'er doesn't come, I'm afraid my brother won't be willing to see me until he ascends the throne, right?" Zhongli Boqian's tone was light, not angry or annoyed, but faintly mixed with a little sadness.

"Qian'er." Zhongli Bojun's expression changed, and he frowned and looked at Zhongli Boqian.

Zhongli Boqian didn't look at him, and looked down at the book on the bookcase that had been turned over by his brother. The eyebrows are not curved, the eyebrows are not abrupt, the lip line is not upturned, and the lip line is not drooping. There was no superfluous expression on his face except for stiffness. The only thing that could be seen was the obsidian-like pupils that were covered with a shallow layer of mist.

"Brother, do you want to say that Qian'er is naughty again and starts talking nonsense?"

"It's not." Zhongli Bojun lowered his head in shame: "But...... I never thought of hurting you, nor did I want to hurt the sixth brother. ”

"Heh......" Zhongli Boqian snorted lightly, his face finally changed slightly, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were still deadly silent: "It's really rare for my brother to be able to care about brotherhood." ”

"Qian'er, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhongli Bojun had never seen such a yin and yang weird him, and a few words could make people's hearts itch.

"Fortunately, Qian'er didn't become a stumbling block for his brother, otherwise he would ......" Zhongli Boqian raised his eyes to look at the flustered Zhongli Bojun, and the mist in his eyes became thicker: "I'm also one of the people in prison, right?" ”

"Qian'er, it's ...... to be a brother"

"As a last resort?" Zhongli Boqian opened his mouth and rolled his eyes, so as not to embarrass himself in front of him: "So...... It is your last resort to frame General Wei and put him in prison, it is your last resort to cause the Wei Mansion to be copied, it is your last resort to put Zhang Yushi's family in prison, and it is also your last resort to recall the sixth brother who is fighting in Qiangwu City? ”

"Qian'er, how could you ......" Zhongli Bojun looked at Zhongli Boqian, who had shaken out everything he had done, and panicked for a moment.

"How would I know? How could I not know? Zhongli Boqian sneered, his eyes filled with tears: "Brother, why are you so impatient? Is it really that important to you to ascend to the throne of God? Why don't you wait a quarter of an hour? ”

"Yes, I did it all by myself, I did it all." Zhongli Bojun didn't refute it, and simply admitted it in front of him.

Zhongli Boqian broke down and stretched out his hands, slammed the books off the bookcase, and glared at him with red eyes. Standing up, he roared, "Why don't you wait for me to come back?" Why? Obviously, the eldest brother has promised to get rid of the queen, why does the elder brother still want to move the general, and why is the elder brother so anxious? Yes? ”

"Qian'er, what do you mean by that?" Zhongli Bojun looked at Zhongli Boqian who roared in disbelief.

"What my brother wants, Qian'er will help you get it, just beg you...... Can you not hurt Ziyu, do you know what it means for General Wei to rebel? Did You Know? Zhongli Boqian questioned him, his heart like a knife.