Linghu City, Yihong Courtyard

After the death incident, the Li camp quickly blocked the entire courtyard, and even Ren Daoyuan, Gong Nanxing, and Fei Ping, who came to drink flower wine, were also controlled.

Even the three of them didn't dare to resist the army's bullet pressure, let alone the others.

Only this time, Chu Qianqiu did not let the priest come to the autopsy, but directly sent someone to find Yang Wanhu.

"My son."

"Brutes."

"Who has harmed my son, and will ruin his reputation." The roar of anger and wailing resounded in the Yihong Courtyard.

It was the same as the last time Chu Qianqiu met.

"Uncle Yang's Day mourns, I already know who the murderer is."

"Who is it, who harmed Guang'er, I will punish him for the nine clans!" Yang Wanhu was like an enraged lion, like a tiger that had been robbed of its cubs, and let out an amazing roar, a sound like hell.

No one can mistake such the pain of losing a child.

There are no flaws in his acting skills!

Even with the True Eye, Chu Qianqiu could see that Yang Wanhu's emotions were so real, if an enemy of murderous hatred appeared in front of him, he would not hesitate to tear him to pieces.

"Uncle Yang, follow me."

Chu Qianqiu said in a low voice, and took Yang Wanhu to the next room, where there were only two people now.

"Nephew Chu Xian, who killed Guang'er?" Yang Wanhu's eyes are scarlet.

"You!" Chu Qianqiu changed his attention, he didn't answer Fujitoutuo, but raised his hand and aimed it at the father who was wailing for his son.

Because Chu Qianqiu shouldn't even say that he is worthy of being a father.

"It was you who killed Yang Guang and killed your own son."

"It was you who united with Fujitouda and killed your own child."

"It was the Great Sage Joy Zen of Kongo Temple who killed Yangguang, and the Fujitouda was still in your home at noon."

"You pretend you don't know."

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children."

"Yang Wanhu, Yang Wanhu, what made you look like this!"

"Tell me!"

Regardless of whether Yang Wanhu's acting skills are true or not.

After Yangguang returned to his hometown, he was planted with a spiritual imprint, and finally died in Yihong Courtyard, which is an ironclad fact in the first N cycles.

In front of this fact, all the acting skills seem so ridiculous.

The two men in the room fell into a cold silence.

Yang Wanhu, who had just pretended to be angry, showed an incredible expression, he couldn't understand all this in front of him, even if it was the supreme treasure of the Future Temple, which claimed to be able to predict the future, could it reach this level?

"Because ......" Yang Wanhu's lips trembled slightly, and he just wanted to say something, but he was directly interrupted by Chu Qianqiu.

"Don't tell me, it's for the three million taels of silver from the Kongo Temple."

"Yang Guang's life is not so low."

"Tell the truth, tell the whole truth."

"This is your only chance at redemption."

Chu Qianqiu pressed forward step by step, and he found that Yang Wanhu was shaken, as well as the fear in his heart, and the black spiritual power was leaking out, appearing in the true eye.

It's time.

"Come out, Sister Yao." Chu Qianqiu clapped his hands, and Yao Lingling, who didn't know where to hide, suddenly appeared in front of Yang Wanhu.

"Yang Jingping, are you a traitor?"

Yao Lingling's tone was very cold, like the northernmost permafrost of Great Xia, which had not been resolved in the slightest for hundreds of millions of years.

After seeing the visitor, Yang Wanhu's last psychological defense line finally collapsed.

Compared to the pain of losing a child, all his secrets have been seen through, and he even met the most famous intelligence leader within the Shenwei Army.

Yang Wanhu pounced and shed tears of remorse.

"Yao Da

People, Jingping doesn't dare."

This is like a mouse seeing a cat, Yang Wanhu no longer has any doubts, and understands that Chu Qianqiu has indeed seen through all his tricks and completely surrendered to defeat.

"Then let's explain everything."

"I'll tell my father."

Yao Lingling disappeared into thin air again, she seemed unwilling to let anyone see her, except for the occasional appearance during interrogation, most of the time, she remained invisible.

"Yes, sir."

Yang Wanhu's voice was a little hoarse:

"Fujitoutuo came to me in the hope that when Lingzhou is restored in the future, the Yang family will not resist too fiercely."

"He said that the Prime Minister promised that even if the Shenwei Army failed in the future, he would not liquidate some of the people, and that the military officer family of the Shenwei Army would be retained."

"The trade of stallions will be part of the nomination."

Chu Qianqiu finally understood, what Li Mingde said at the beginning, the Prime Minister launched a tactic of dividing and disintegrating the Shenwei Army, trying to disintegrate the army from within. (Note: Chapter 261)

Li Mingde is just one of them, and the other is Fujitoutuo.

Has he already yielded to the Prime Minister?

But what about Elysium?

"How could you believe such a promise?"

"If the army is defeated, how can the court forgive you." Chu Qianqiu couldn't help but ask.

What an infantile disease.

If you talk about the College of Arts and Sciences, even if these people in Baicaomen are thieves, they still have the opportunity to rebel, how can a hardcore officer like Yang Wanhu not be liquidated.

"The subordinates won't believe it, but they think that if they fail in the future, the Yang family will also leave a fire."

"What's more, there is Fuji Touda as a guarantee."

"If the imperial court and the army go to war, I will die on the battlefield, and I will never surrender, nor will I betray Lord Liu."

"But I have to find a way out for the Yang family."

Yang Wanhu did not avoid the important and said his thoughts.

The Prime Minister may not be credible, but the martial arts master of Kongo Temple, the former leader of the ascetic sect, came out to make a guarantee, and the two sides made a deal, so you can believe it a little.

No wonder there is a need to dispatch Fujitouda.

No one else can do that.

Just like powerful families, they are often divided into three waves of people, one group stays in Shenwu, one group goes to Great Xia, and one wave goes overseas to prevent being directly taken over.

The Yang family has not yet reached this level, but it also pursues multi-sided betting.

Even if he dies, the remaining children will remain prosperous and wealthy.

"Then why did you kill Yang Guang."

"Because he heard part of the plan, even if it was his own son, he couldn't divulge it."

"Otherwise, as it is now, disaster will be."

"It's just that I didn't expect that Lord Yao also came to the Yang family."

Yao Lingling has always been a legend in the Shenwei Army, she is completely silent, she will sneak into the enemy to listen to information, and martial arts masters may not be able to find out.

Therefore, Yang Wanhu naturally speculated that it was officially because he leaked this secret when he communicated with Fujitoutuo.

"Where's Fujito?"

"We were afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so we let him leave early."

"I know, that's all, please punish me."

Yang Wanhu didn't hide it again this time.

"Eldest sister......" Chu Qianqiu asked with some hesitation.

After all, Yang Wanhu is an old subordinate of his father-in-law, and it is not something he can deal with casually.

"I'll follow you, and you go to your father-in-law yourself."

Yao Lingling listened to it for a long time, but when he spoke, he still didn't change at all, and he still had that cold tone.

But let Yang Wanhu be grateful.

"Thank you, sir."

It's just that when he opened the door, he saw an unexpected person

Thing.

"Daddy." Yang Guang stood in front of him alive and asked in disbelief.

"Guang'er?"

"That's the best news ever."