Chapter 8 Ziang's Offer
Li Ziang responded: "Yes, the subordinates obey the order!"
The fist under the wide sleeve clenched tighter and tighter, and the fingertips pierced deep into the flesh, all because of that demon! If it wasn't for her bewitching the general, how could the general be in such a predicament because of her!
Situ Jun pondered for a moment: "Okay, the crane demon withdrew your people, they fled to Yunshu Pavilion, they will definitely not dare to come out for a while, it is useless to wait there!"
"Then we ......" Li Ziang's gaze swept tentatively towards Situ Jun, if he could sacrifice that demon, the problem in front of them would be solved, if not......
Three-day ...... If the general can't bear to send that crane demon into the palace, then he will be the villain!
"How many troops do we have in our hands that can be used now?" Situ Jun held the wine glass in his hand, raised his head and drank it, the strong wine entered his throat, but his heart was extremely bitter.
When Emperor Bowen was still alive, he gave him a lot of favors, and now the glory and power are all given to him by Emperor Bowen, but now, he wants to use these honors and powers to compete with Emperor Bowen's son, and in the future, I am afraid that he will bear the infamy of a lifetime!
Li Ziang stared at Situ Jun with wide eyes in disbelief, and his voice trembled: "General, do you want to ......?"
"General, you must not do stupid things! Although the emperor is weak and sickly and has no real power, he is guarded by ancient divine beasts, which is not a force we can compete with!
Moreover, the general ...... We also have Madame, who is also a hundred-year-old crane demon!"
Situ Jun's pupils suddenly constricted, a pair of dark eyes burst out with a cold murderous aura, picked up the wine glass in his hand and smashed it fiercely on Li Ziang's forehead: "Presumptuous! Who gave you the courage to mention Mrs. again and again! If you want to die, I will fulfill you now!"
The wine glass hit Li Ziang's head impartially, and a black hole was suddenly cracked, blood flowed, Li Ziang knelt on the ground, let the blood on his forehead slide down the tip of his nose to the placket of his clothes, and did not frown, and spit out all the words buried in his heart: "Ziang began to follow the general to ride a horse-drawn bow and shoot arrows at the age of seven, and at the age of ten, he followed the general to see the unevenness and draw a sword to help. At the age of twelve, he followed the general to eliminate violence and peace, at the age of fifteen, he followed the general to kill all sides on the battlefield, and at the age of sixteen, he followed the general and was framed and imprisoned. At the age of seventeen, he followed the general to wash away the grievances and reinstate the official, so for nearly 16 years, Ziang never regretted it. If the general insists on this, then kill Ziang!
Let Ziang go to Huangquan Road first to explore the way for the general, so that the general will not be disturbed by many imps when he goes to Huangquan three days later. General Huangquan Road is accompanied by Ziang, presumably it will not be too lonely, so it's fine!"
Situ Jun's expression under the mask was moved: "You ......"
Ziang said everything from the heart, from the bottom of his heart, now the situation is different from the past, now the world is peaceful, there is no war to fight, the saint no longer has to rely on the general, so he wants to cross the river and tear down the bridge. The incident of the Crane Demon this time is nothing more than the emperor's deliberate attempt to make it difficult for you, and to remove the fuse of the general! Doesn't the general still understand? The emperor just hopes that you will not find the crane demon and cure you with the death penalty!"
Situ Jun said coldly: "Who taught you to say such things?"
"No one has to teach Ang, general, please think carefully about how you received this errand that day?" The placket of Li Ziang's chest was wet and dark brown with blood, and the blood on his forehead still showed no signs of stopping.
"Are you saying that the emperor and the national teacher are making a play together, and they want to kill this general on the grounds that the heart of the hundred-year-old crane demon can cure heart disease? If this is the case, what profit is there for the emperor?"
Li Ziang's eyes were full of anger, full of hatred: "It is true that the last general suspects that using crane heart medicine can cure the emperor's heart disease, and there are many immortal cultivators in the palace." The national teacher is even more profound, and he is only one step away from the immortals, how easy it is for him to want the crane heart, why let the general, a military general, deal with the demon who has been practicing for a hundred years? This move must be because the emperor deliberately lured the general to take this errand, maybe they already knew that the general's wife was the crane demon! Under this trap, they just waited for the general to jump in!"
Situ Jun's expression was not shocked: "But no matter what, General Ben will never hand over Yue'er!"
"The subordinates have a plan to save the lady, and they can also keep the general, it depends on whether the general is willing to do it?"
Situ Jun became interested, and his dark eyes suddenly lit up: "Let's talk about it!"
Li Ziang spoke calmly, trying not to reveal the slightest flaw in his tone: "My subordinates once met a monk with a high level of Taoism in the rivers and lakes, he can control the art of retreat, within the time limit, we will dedicate the lady to the palace, let the palace eyeliner remember the position of the lady, and then rescue the lady with the technique of retreat, which is not only unaware of the ghosts, but also washes away the suspicion of the general!"
"The palace is full of enchantments, how can you use the art of retreat to infiltrate the palace?"
"General, this person is not only proficient in the art of retreat, but also good at cracking all kinds of enchantments!"
Situ Jun couldn't help but think of the person who entered Wanfeng Tower last night, and that person was able to enter his room unnoticed, presumably using the technique of retreat!
There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, there are many capable people and strangers on the rivers and lakes, and it is impossible to sneak into the palace without knowing it, Situ Jun naturally believes Li Ziang's words.
Situ Jun walked towards Li Ziang, raised his hand and lightly touched the bleeding hole, Li Ziang was stunned: "General, don't touch it!"
The general has always had a habit of cleanliness, although he used to march and fight outside the Cypriot army, he hated it most when people touched him and soiled his clothes, and the first thing he did every time he returned to the camp was to bathe and change his clothes, soak himself for an hour or two, and then use excellent incense to smoke his clothes.
Situ Jun softened his tone and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!"
"Go down and let the doctor bandage it for you!"
Li Ziang stood up and clasped his hands into fists and saluted: "That.... The subordinates will retire first!"
"Wait......"
Li Ziang turned around to leave, but was stopped by Situ Jun.
"Is the general still in business?"
Situ Jun's eyes were complicated: "Ziang, you've worked hard all these years!"
Li Ziang was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and grinned, just like the first time he saw it.
Prison in the air.
The huge island is beautiful and full of aura, with a long pavilion and a blue lake, and a few small buildings towering, and there is an enchantment around the island, because there is a person imprisoned on the island.
A man with an extraordinary temperament was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, drinking tea while leisurely knocking melon seeds: "Yo, what kind of wind doesn't blow the true god of heaven today?"
The man was dressed in aqua blue satin, embroidered with several extraordinary auspicious clouds, which just blended with the scenery of the lake, and the blue water silk was the same color as the sky.
The Heavenly Oracle True God said extremely unorthodox words with a serious face: "I'm afraid that you will miss me, come and see you!"