After confirming again and again, Chu Qianqiu gradually confirmed the authenticity of the news.

Feng Zhong didn't lie.

The forces in Baixiang Town are intertwined, but there are very few people who want to talk about the Wutang accident.

And among the forces that hope that something will happen, Daxia must be the one who gloates the most.

If the Shenwei Army set up villains and guaranteed to overthrow the imperial court, they would have to join forces with Great Xia.

This is a bit like the situation of the Yue family army in the previous life, once the Yue family army rebelled, the happiest person must be Dajin, not to mention that there is a grudge at that time, even if there is a blood feud that killed the whole family of Jin Wushu, it can be erased and turn enemies into friends.

Depending on the situation, they will choose to support the Yue family army or support the Great Song Dynasty to ensure their own interests.

Therefore, Great Xia has absolute motives and interests, supporting and encouraging the Shenwei Army to rebel, and even helping the Shenwei Army to create reasons.

If it was the master of Daxia who made the shot, then the death of Miss Yuanqin could also be explained, without three thirds, how dare she go to Liangshan.

To do such a thing, you must do it cleanly, especially cleanly.

After all, there is no shortage of masters in the Shenwei Army, and who wouldn't be able to slaughter young people.

Huang Qianhu entered Great Xia alone, picking on their cubs, not to mention more than a hundred, even 1,800 could be killed.

Why not?

Because everyone has guns, who doesn't have a gun, who doesn't have a few masters in the family.

If you can play the first year of junior high school, I can play fifteen.

When the melee in the world was the bloodiest, everyone was red-eyed, Daxia and Shenwu sent each other masters to slaughter the young, and they dared to use any indiscriminate tricks, and it was not a problem to kill you with a broken child.

Even among the twelve sons of Emperor Taizu, ten were killed.

Until finally everyone couldn't stand it anymore and sat down at the table again.

Can't play like this anymore.

Who dares to have such a bottom line, and the whole world will condemn it, which has laid the general peace for the past 300 years.

Even if General Long beheaded the descendants of the True Martial Sect and taught his most beloved son, they never thought of sending someone to slaughter the young, or to kill General Long's family to take revenge.

Because this will only allow both sides to break through the bottom line again, until both sides can't stand it anymore, or one side falls.

"That must be a promiscuous, vicious bastard."

Chu Qianqiu seemed to be able to see the sinister smiling face of the Great Xia commander.

He must have discovered that the contradiction between the Shenwei Army and the imperial court was about to reach its peak, and the firewood between the two sides had reached the point where it was just a little bit.

At this time, the bottom line is broken, and the gains are too great.

The bottom line is not immutable, and once a bastard finds out that breaking through the bottom line can bring huge benefits to himself, he will definitely take risks.

If it was done by the Great Xia official, it would be even more terrifying than Huang Qianhu being a careerist who single-handedly planned this matter.

The supreme authority personally slaughtered the young, which is no longer explained by the actions of a careerist.

It will be the beginning of the collapse of etiquette, and directly enter the era of who has no lower limit than whom.

"The initiator, there is no aftermath."

"If it's really the careerist of Great Xia, then you can only kill this initiator until there is no queen."

Chu Qianqiu sneered twice, put Feng Zhong's body into his room, covered it with a mat, recited the Buddha's name for him twice, then put on a ring knife, put on a hat, and went out towards the market.

It was 5 p.m.

The apprentices of the martial arts hall were still listening to Huang Qianhu's speech in the barracks.

The sun was just about to get off work, and it was not yet time for the market to end.

The well-known honest and reliable Xiaolangjun on the rivers and lakes, Tang Wulang, a resident of Baixiang Town, is selling the last basket of steamed buns.

"Selling steamed buns, hot steamed buns."

Tang Wulang beckoned the guests but saw a strange guest walking towards him with a ring knife, first put the ring knife on the cage and knocked it, and then said in a cold tone:

"Tang Goro, what kind of buns are you selling?"

"Meat buns, vegetable buns, three fresh buns, you name it." Gorou replied with a smile, and he was well known among his neighbors for his good temper.

It is said that there was once a green skin in the gang who poured foot-washing water on his face, but Yugoro was still smiling, and said that he had wasted a pool of good water.

The temperless Yugoro is doing well in business, and everyone says that his meat buns taste particularly good.

Even merchants from other places will come to buy a few to taste.

The three aunts and six mothers-in-law of the neighborhoods often introduced him to objects, and it was strange to say that his three wives ran away with foreign merchants and ran away without a trace.

Since then, Yugoro has never married a wife again, so Yugoro who wears a hat is also famous in the mouth of idle people.

"Since you have everything, are there steamed buns made of dragon meat?"

Gorou's eyes narrowed, he stared at the guest, and then laughed

"The guest laughed, if you want to make a bun from the meat of the earth dragon, how many taels of silver will that bun have to be sold."

"I have silver."

"But just the best buns, got it?"

The guest slapped 5 taels of silver and 17 cents on the cage.

"Hey, the guest officer said earlier, I am steaming a basket of the best shrimp buns at home, and you are satisfied."

"What if your buns don't please me?"

"I'll pay you for this shop, don't you think?" Tang Wulang was still smiling, so that the people around him shook their heads directly, and some people were about to step forward to persuade them, but when they saw the guests showing their swords, they could only shrink back, and they were talking about Goro's misfortune and actually met the blackmail Qiangliang.

"That's pretty much it, let's go."

Soon the two pursued all the way and came to Goro's residence, compared to the slum where the white bamboo girl lived, this Tanggoro's residence was obviously much better, and there were actually two bedrooms and one living room, which showed that he still made a lot of money selling steamed buns, so there were many people who matched him.

"Who told you to contact me?" Tang Wulang closed the door, and his face turned cold, and there was no longer a smile.

"Feng Zhong, or should it be called the Gray Snake."

Bad people like to use snakes as a metaphor for lurking people, the darker the color, the higher the quality, when Chu Qianqiu tortured Feng Zhong, not only asked about his parents, but naturally even dug up some news about the secret agents of Great Xia by the way.

"What's going on? Let you come directly to me? ”

"So ignorant of the rules, don't you know that no one can contact me before getting off work?"

Tang Goro's pupils were erected, and at this time he was like a poisonous snake more than a living person.

"He's dead."

"How did you die?"

"I don't know."

"Then how do you know he's dead."

"I haven't been in contact with you, and there has only been this accident in three years."

"If there is an accident, it means that he is dead, he has been caught, and the situation is likely to have been exposed." Chu Qianqiu told the lie seriously, and continued to stimulate Tang Wulang, hoping to get more information.

Anyway, he can go back in time at any time.

"So I'm here to inform you to evacuate quickly."

Chu Qianqiu was far away from Tang Wulang, and at the same time he was wary of the other party.

"This gray snake is so bad, we don't have this rule." Tang Goro didn't know when he had an extra dagger in his hand.

An arc of light flashed!