Li Keyong didn't want everyone to quarrel any more, so he asked Fang Qinghal directly: "What do you think, sir?"

Staff member Fang Qinghal, as one of Li Keyong's three major staff, his opinions have always been taken seriously, and he said in a heavy tone at this time: "The matter of the Thirteenth Taibao, tracing the root cause, is still because he does have dealings with King An, and the rumors are not groundless. Now that the people of Hedong are unstable, it has seriously hindered the overall situation, in order to give everyone an explanation and calm the situation, it is necessary to let the Thirteenth Taibao evacuate Yizhou!"

Li Ke nodded silently, lost in thought. Fang Qingzhen's opinion is very clear, Li Cunxiao must be allowed to return to Hedong. After a while, he asked the secretary, "What do you think, sir?"

"The Thirteenth Taibao sat in Yizhou, containing Li Ye himself and his nearly 300,000 troops, not only without fault but meritorious, at this time, if there is no real evidence, let people take his place, just afraid of chilling people's hearts and making the soldiers dissatisfied!"

The secretary insisted that Li Cunxiao was fine, and he had no evidence, but he just believed in Li Cunxiao's character. This is undoubtedly risky, once Li Cunxiao has an accident, he is defending Li Cunxiao like this now, and he will suffer at that time.

The secretary's words are good, but there are very few people like him, and his voice fell, and the young Yin Zhongli of Taiyuan Mansion answered: "You can't say that, those who are in charge of the overall situation must take care of all parties." If the Thirteenth Taibao can't prove his loyalty, the county king has to reassure the others, otherwise everyone doesn't trust the front-line generals, who would dare to stay in Taiyuan? Many caravans have now withdrawn!"

Li Ke chimed in with another confidant: "That's true. ”

Fang Qingzhen and Zhong Yuli are both highly respected and deeply rooted in their power, and their words represent the opinions of many people, and the political hall is immediately full of voices of peace, and there are only a few people in charge of the secretary's faction, Rao is willing to help Li Cunxiao speak, and his voice was quickly covered.

Lick pondered for a longer time this time, and finally he gave the latest order.

......

The rain drenched the long street, and the water droplets joined in strings under the eaves, crackling and knocking down the bluestone slabs and shattering them in small pits. The onlookers who came out of the room on both sides shrank under the eaves and stretched their necks again, looking at one of the Shu tea shops.

Just now, a group of officials rushed in, and then the sound of ping-pong sounded inside, and the house was also shaking, which was the movement of the battle. Now that the fighting had stopped, a pool of blood was pouring out of the house, and it looked like more than three or two people had died.

The onlookers got closer, and soon found that several corpses had fallen into the house, and the fierce fighting was very destructive, and things were scattered everywhere, and the shop was almost half demolished. The official and the guy in the shop were almost all killed, only the seriously injured shopkeeper was subdued and thrown to the ground, and the two Wuhou catchers over there were still standing.

Blood stained their robes, and one of them had a broken arm, leaning against the counter with a painful expression, being bandaged by his companions.

At this time, the rain stopped, and the crowd that gradually approached and gathered around was discussing, they didn't know what was going on, they didn't understand why the official messenger suddenly came to the trouble of the tea shop, and they didn't know why the shopkeeper, who seemed to be mediocre and friendly on weekdays, had the ability to kill many officials.

In the crowd, Yang Fei glanced at the tea shop, pretended to be casual and curious, and squeezed towards the door of the store.

No one noticed that there was a cold and fierce color in his eyes.

It was not his first mission, but it was the first time he had encountered a difficult situation.

Here, no one is like the old chap of the carriage and horse shop, who shouts his nickname "Flying" and tells him what to do when he encounters something.

Although he is still very young, he is no longer young. From the moment he responded to King An's recruitment order to summon the Pinglu monks to serve and decided to leave the chariot and horse to fight for a great future in the Tsing Yi Yamen, he was no longer taken care of, and he had to face the dangers and challenges of the rivers and lakes alone.

Although he had a relationship with Li Ye, he did not cling to the other party's thoughts.

Yang Fei was already close to the threshold, he didn't deliberately stare at the shop, but his eyes quickly swept away, and he took in the situation inside.

This shop is a stronghold set up by the Tsing Yi Yamen, because it is in charge of several nearby districts, the strength of the shopkeeper is not weak, and the status is not low. In response to such a stronghold, the Tsing Yi Yamen will set up a more concealed monitoring point next to it, and will not be dispatched on weekdays, nor will it accept other task assignments.

They have only one mission, to save the other party from danger when the stronghold is in trouble, to help the stronghold evacuate, or to help them get rid of the stronghold when the stronghold cannot be evacuated. If the first two can't be done, then the news should also be reported in a timely manner.

Yang Fei saw the shopkeeper who was covered in blood and sat on the ground, the other party was already seriously injured, and now he was even subdued, incapacitated, and couldn't even commit suicide.

The other party's status is not low, and he knows a lot of secrets of the Tsing Yi Yamen, such as the location of other strongholds.

He had to be shut up.

The shopkeeper is the second layer of Qi training, and it is the second layer of Qi training of the Tsing Yi Yamen, and he is definitely stronger than ordinary monks in terms of catching and fighting, but even he was subdued, and it is conceivable that the strength of the two head catchers will definitely not be lower than the second layer of Qi training.

Yang Fei is now also on the second level of Qi training.

Yang Fei, who was originally just looking at the posture, suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot at the moment he approached the door of the store, and the whole person jumped up like a tiger and leopard, and rushed directly into the shop!

He didn't have time to hesitate, Wu Hou's support would arrive soon.

Ping-pong thumped, and there was a short, muffled sound.

Yang Fei covered his bleeding lower abdomen, and in the stunned eyes of the onlookers, he rushed out of the store, rushed into the crowd and quickly walked away.

In the shop, the two injured catchers fell directly in a pool of blood this time, motionless. The head of the shopkeeper who sat down drooped, and the blood gushed in his throat, and there was no possibility of survival. There was no pain or surprise on his face, but a relief on his face.

Yang Fei gritted his teeth and kept running through the streets.

He was already followed by the monk.

Although he was quick enough, he was still seen by the head catcher who came to support. If it were usual, the reaction of these ordinary officials would not be so fast. It's a pity not now. Yang Fei knew very well why the Shu Tea Shop was suddenly attacked.

These days, the Tsing Yi Yamen of this kind of stronghold has only one task in Taiyuan City, that is, to spread rumors that Li Cunxiao wants to take refuge in King An.

The rumors flooded Taiyuan City, and Li Ke's counterattack came quickly. At present, the city has been completely under martial law, and countless officials and officials have been dispatched to track down the source of rumors from district to district, and arrest the people of the Tsing Yi Yamen.

In line with the principle that the officials would rather kill by mistake than let go, countless innocent people were imprisoned, and many monks in Tsing Yi Yamen were imprisoned.

As a result, no one dared to talk about Li Cunxiao's defection, and the rumors gradually died out, and Li Keyong arranged for people to run around to promote Li Cunxiao's loyalty and stabilize people's hearts and order. Taiyuan City, where people are panicking, has also slowly settled down.

In the face of the general situation between Pinglu and Hedong, and the overall situation between Li Keyong and Li Cunxiao, the huge Tsing Yi Yamen is just a tool. Li Ye said a word, and countless people like Yang Fei in the Tsing Yi Yamen immediately became unowned by themselves.

In the face of the general trend, they are just ants. Every time the overall situation changes, a piece of such ants will die. At such times, they can't help themselves, and they can't resist fate at all.

But it is also tens of thousands of such ants that determine the direction of the development of the general situation and determine whether the plan to separate Li Keyong and Li Cunxiao can succeed.

Yang Fei glanced back at the tracker, the other party was also a qi cultivator, it was difficult for him to get rid of it.

As a qi practitioner and the backbone of the Tsing Yi Yamen, he has a definite retreat route, and there are people on the road to pick him up, which is enough for him to get rid of. But now, the strength of the tracker is much higher than usual, and the people who meet the established retreat route are no longer enough to stop the opponent, and they may also be captured by the opponent.

Yang Fei gritted his teeth. Under the vigorous exercise, the wound in the lower abdomen was bleeding more and more, and there was no blood on his face, and he clearly felt that his limbs were becoming numb, stiff and weak, and his body was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't run far.

Deep in the alley, he stopped, turned, arched his back, took out his short blade, and stared at his pursuers. Slowly adjust your breathing, secretly accumulate aura, and be ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

It had to be a fatal blow, and he didn't have the strength to go all out a few more times. If you miss, he'll die.

Yang Fei is very calm, and his calmness contains the high-spirited fighting spirit of a decisive blow.

The training of the Tsing Yi Yamen let him know how to face death and how to find a glimmer of life in the mortal situation.

The pursuers stopped at the entrance of the alley and did not move forward, confronting Yang Fei from a distance of dozens of steps. This person is obviously also a well-trained person, and he saw Yang Fei's attitude of fighting to the death, Rao is self-sustaining state is good, and he has no intention of fighting hard with Yang Fei.

He saw that Yang Fei was seriously injured and couldn't hold on for too long, and planned to consume the other party.

Yang Fei's heart sank, he knew that he had no chance. When the other party stabilizes, there is no chance for him to catch the flaw.

He didn't think much more, so a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he rushed straight to his pursuers, only wanting to die with the other party.

With a bang, Yang Fei flew back upside down, fell heavily to the ground, turned over and vomited a mouthful of blood, and couldn't stand up again.

The pursuer was also injured, but he obviously still had combat strength, he came to Yang Fei and looked at him condescendingly and sneered.

Yang Fei didn't want to fall into the hands of the other party, he glanced at the other party hatefully, although he was unwilling, he could only bite the poison hidden in his teeth and choose to commit suicide.

But at this moment, the monk in front of him suddenly struck like lightning, vomited blood and flew out, knocking down the wall of the house.

Yang Fei looked back in astonishment, and saw that on the other side of the alley, a monk in fluttering clothes was withdrawing his hand and walking towards him. He recognized the other party, it was his leader Zhou Chuanwen.

......

"Li Ke has used a large number of people to arrest the rumor-mongers, and the Tsing Yi Yamen who implemented the divisive plan in Taiyuan City has lost a lot. Not only that, Taiyuan City is now free of rumors that Li Cunxiao is going to defect, and the plan has failed. ”

Li Ye, who was sitting behind the small case, listened to Song Jiao's report, put down the book in his hand and glanced at her, "The plan has not failed, but has succeeded." ”