"Early this morning, Chang Huaien's high-profile exit from the city was just to hide people's eyes, and most of them were still hiding in the Jingyuan Mansion. Naturally, this kind of carving insect skill can't hide from Rong Fei, so he has the move to break into the Hou Mansion at night."

Zhao Ge's analysis was obviously much more reliable, and he heard that Qingyang Dao and Changkong Wuji also nodded secretly.

"Now that there are people from the worship hall inside and outside the Jingyuan Hou Mansion, with Rong Fei's little bit of cultivation, even if Bai Zizai and Murong Canghai help him, it stands to reason that he will not be able to break through the interception at all."

"Hehe, there are always some things that you Zhao Ge didn't expect, Rong Fei has already broken in now."

Sky Wuji seized the opportunity and said sarcastically.

"Not being able to break in is the best result for Rong Fei, but breaking in is a dead end."

Zhao Ge's words surprised the two, and they immediately shook their heads.

"Impossible. Then how could Zhu Sheng be willing to kill Rong Fei?"

"Zhu Sheng is naturally reluctant, but there are too many people in Kyoto City who want to be honored and not die."

Seeing the blank faces of the two, Zhao Ge was disdainful, but he still explained patiently.

"Kyoto officialdom has been quiet for hundreds of years, but since Rongfei came, he has made a lot of trouble, how can this kind of person be tolerated by civil and military officials."

"This kind of thing can't be hidden, Rong Fei is the royal family, aren't they afraid of being found guilty?"

Sky Mowgli wondered.

"The law does not hold the people accountable!"

Zhao Ge sneered.

Changkong Wuji and Qingyang Daoren thought for a moment when they heard this, and finally nodded thoughtfully.

This is indeed the case.

Zhu Sheng is already the most murderous of the recent Great Yan Emperors, and the number of officials who have been taken from office, imprisoned, exiled, and beheaded by him during this period of time has reached 100, and now no one dares to question his ruthlessness.

But even if he is so ruthless, Zhu Sheng can't slaughter all the courtiers, right?

It's all slaughtered, but who will govern the huge country? It can't all be done by Zhu Sheng alone.

Or will they select scholars to fill official positions?

But your reputation for killing officials by Zhu Sheng is already known to the whole world, and how many scholars dare to come to be this official?

Even if there are people who are not afraid of death, how can they be guaranteed that they will do better than their predecessors?

So in the end, it will only be as Zhao Ge said, and the law will not be held accountable.

"According to you, Rong Fei is not dead tonight. You called the two of us up to watch the fall of the youngest Confucian in history?"

Sky Mowgli asked.

"Humph! With Rong Fei's age and experience, how could he make such shocking poems and articles, all of this is just the result of Zhu Sheng and Huang Liangyi's behind-the-scenes manipulation. It's a pity that the agency is exhausted, but it is still wrong, and Rong Fei is really embarrassed by this son."

Zhao Ge snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"That's right, Rong Fei is indeed a waste of fame, stupid. If it were me, I would directly make the results of the investigation public, so that everyone in the world would know that Chang Huai'en was unlucky and had a bad reputation. Hehehe, you don't have to do it yourself at that time, Zhu Sheng is under pressure and will deal with their father and son, isn't it wonderful, hahahahaha."

Changkong Wuji shook his head and laughed.

"Humph! If Rong is not like you, then he is a real fool."

Zhao Ge finally couldn't stand the stupidity of Changkong Wuji, and sneered.

"If Rong Fei made the truth public, not to mention whether the world would believe it, just based on Chang Gaoyuan's outstanding military exploits accumulated over the years, Zhu Sheng would most likely save the lives of their father and son by offsetting their merits and demerits. Then find an opportunity for Chang Gaoyuan to make meritorious contributions, and with his ability to lead troops to fight, it only takes a few years to accumulate military merits and be knighted again.

And Chang Gaoyuan is the god of war and the god in the hearts of all soldiers. Once the betrayal of the son of the god of war is exposed, the morale of the army will be in turmoil. At this time, it was almost late autumn, and it was the period when the northern demons attacked every year, and the army was in chaos, and the three towns were in danger.

If the demons really take the opportunity to break through the pass, then Rong

Either they are sinners through the ages.

Even if this worst-case scenario does not happen, Rong Fei will definitely be hated by the military, and at the same time offend the civil officials and military generals of Dayan, although the world is so big, there is no place for him anymore."

"Both... What kind of mess is it, why is it involved with the demons again. I don't have as many twists and turns as you, can you put it simply."

Sky Wuji scratched his head and complained.

Zhao Ge was really too lazy to continue to waste his lips and tongue with this muddy person, his eyes crossed the sky and looked at Qingyang Daoren.

Qingyang Daoist understood, and asked after a moment of silence.

"In that case, why is Rong Fei still obsessed with killing Chang Huaien? Not to mention that he may lose his life for this, even if he really succeeds, he will not get any benefits. On the contrary, it has ruined a good future. I can't figure it out, I just can't figure it out."

"Who knows, maybe it's just the impulse of a young man, for the senseless so-called justice and justice."

Qingyang Daoren's question stopped Zhao Ge, and after thinking for a while, he said.

"Hey! That's right. Rong Fei is a great Confucian, so he is naturally a scholar. Isn't justice and fairness the truth that you scholars have always believed in? In this way, Rong Fei is the real reader. Isn't there a saying that thousands of people have to bow their heads and rush forward. And you, Zhao Ge, are just a hypocrite and a real villain who has read books. Hahaha."

Changkong Wuji did not miss any opportunity to mock Zhao Ge, and laughed.

"Though thousands of people have gone to me."

Qingyang Daoist corrected the Dao on the side, and at the same time quietly glanced at Zhao Ge, holding back a smile in his heart.

Zhao Ge didn't want to continue arguing with the two on such a meaningless topic, so he moved the topic back to the right path.

"After tonight, whether Rong Fei succeeds in killing Chang Huaien in the end, or fails to be killed by the worship hall instructed by the hundred officials, it will be a heavy blow to the Dayan Imperial Court, and it will be of great benefit to our three holy places."

Hearing Zhao Ge talk about the topic of the interests of their own sect, the two also put away their smiles and nodded solemnly.

"But that's not the main reason for the two of you."

Zhao Ge suddenly changed his words.

"Oh? There's something more important than that."

Qingyang Daoist asked strangely.

"Why are the three of us stranded in Kyoto and not returning to the sect for a long time?"

The corners of Zhao Ge's mouth showed an unfathomable smile and asked rhetorically.

Qingyang Daoist was stunned at first when he heard this, and then thoughtful.

Changkong Wuji looked left and right looking at the two who were suddenly silent, and couldn't help shouting.

"Can you two speak human words?"

Bai Zizai has a four-grade sword intent to protect himself, Qu Hao knows that he is not an opponent and does not want to waste any more time, but he is about to turn away but is stopped by Bai Zizai.

"The old guy is not allowed to go."

"Sword Pavilion boy, don't go too far, if you provoke the old man, even if you have a four-grade sword intent to protect yourself, the old man has seventy percent... No, it's eighty percent sure that you'll end up with you."

Qu Hao roared angrily.

"What kind of beautiful thing do you want, how can this son's good years be half buried with you... Ah no, it's most of the old guys desperately. It's just a little longer for you to stay here and stay with me for a while. Otherwise, if you're gone, it's too unrighteous for me to stay outside and not go in to help."

Bai Zizi explained.

"Not available."

Qu Hao refused angrily.

"Don't be embarrassed, old man."

Bai Zizai held a small jasper sword containing the four-grade sword intent and pointed at Qu Hao and threatened.

"Hey, okay, okay, it's bad luck for the old man. But I said in advance that I would accompany you to play a stick of incense at most."

"Enough."

After the discussion was completed, the two stopped talking nonsense, and Qu Hao waved his palms to shed light and rain, but it was much sparser than before.

Bai Zizi doesn't care about these details, acting, just get the meaning.

Relying on his body to avoid the attack of light and rain, he occasionally let out a few exclamations to set off the thrilling and tense atmosphere.

After pretending to play for a while, Qu Hao estimated that it was almost time for a stick of incense, and he was ready to call it a day. glanced at Bai Zizi and found that this kid had come to a position about seven feet on his side at some point.

Qu Hao frowned slightly, and reprimanded angrily.

"Isn't your kid okay if you're so close..."

Before the last word of his heart came out, Bai Zizai suddenly pinched the sword trick in his right hand, and the sword intent suddenly rose to the sky.