Chapter 343: It's Late

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Mr. Si screamed loudly, and his body fell down involuntarily.

Yang Zhiwen was shocked!

He categorically didn't expect that Yang Fenglou would dare to kill someone in front of him, and it was his Jingnan Festival envoy Yang Zhiwen's guest who killed him!

"Keep your men!"

The sound of intercession, the volume is loud.

First, Yang Zhiwen spoke.

There was also a majestic voice, which came from under the city pass.

But it was General Zhang of the Chengping Army and a group of generals, after hearing the news, Pegasus rushed over, just arrived at the city pass, just saw Yang Fenglou let go and fell Mr. Si, couldn't help but be shocked, and shouted.

"Brother Yang, keep people under your command!"

"Brother Yang, there is something to discuss, don't kill anyone!"

When Yang Fenglou heard this, he shot again, grabbed one of Mr. Si's hands waving in the air, and grabbed him at the last moment.

This Mr. Si had just turned around at the Ghost Gate, and he was already frightened, and he didn't mention any Wei and Jin demeanor anymore, crying with a handful of snot and tears, hugging Yang Fenglou's hand tightly, and begging for mercy.

Yang Fenglou snorted coldly, and with one arm, he threw him up fiercely and threw him on top of the dishan city tower.

Mr. Si's body, under the tremendous force, slid forward, leaving a trail of blood on the ground of the city tower, until he hit Yang Zhiwen's leg, and then stopped.

Mr. Si didn't care about anything else, hugged Yang Zhiwen's thighs with both hands, put his blood-stained face on Yang Zhiwen's body, and rubbed his bloody tears.

"For the sake of you and me, please save your life, for the sake of you and me, help......"

Yang Zhiwen was already trembling with anger, suddenly raised his foot, kicked Mr. Si to the side, and pointed at Yang Fenglou.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

Yang Fenglou glanced coldly at Chengguan and scolded, General Zhang of the Chengping Army and others had already rushed up, turned their gaze to Yang Zhiwen, and smiled coldly.

"What's so strange about killing people?"

Yang Zhiwen was furious.

"Yang Fenglou, you dare to kill someone in front of a certain family!? I really think that I, the Jingnan Jiedu, can't kill you!?"

Yang Fenglou laughed when he heard this.

"Haha...... What a great majesty, such a great evil spirit!

Yang is not talented, he is a master of the three rivers and lakes, killing one person, it is as easy as a snap, killing ten people, it is not laborious, killing hundreds of people, the internal strength is not good, killing thousands of people, hehe...... Even if the internal strength is abundant, I Yang Fenglou can't do it.

How can this compare to you Yang Envoy?

The lives of tens of millions of people, in the eyes of your Yang envoy, are just idle!

If you really talk about it, killing people, I, Yang Fenglou, really can't compare to you Yang Yuanjun!

However, Yang has something unclear, but he wants to ask!

Yang Yuanjun has killed thousands of people, he should have been like a stone for a long time, and when he saw the killing, he should not be moved, what's the matter? Yang just wanted to kill this Mr. Si alone, why was Yang Yuanjun so shocked and angry?

Could it be because Yang Zhijun knows this Mr. Si!?

Is it because this Mr. Si is under the rule of your Jingnan Embassy!?

Could it be that this Mr. Si can accompany Jun Qing to talk!?"

When Yang Fenglou just spoke, his tone was quite sarcastic, although it was not good, but it was peaceful, and when he asked three "is it" in a row, he had already become very sound!

And that's not all.

Yang Fenglou turned around and went all the way to the city of Beiguan, where is the place where tens of millions of people in Jiangbei live, but his eyes were staring at Yang Zhiwen in front of him, his eyes were already red, and in the cold air of the winter snow, there was a crazy heat, like a fire in the ground, once it broke out, it was enough to burn everything.

"Yang Zhiwen, you come and tell me!

The people of Jiangbei outside the city, which one is not under the rule of your Jingnan Embassy!?

You say you don't know them? Okay, let me tell you, Liu San, who sells sugar, and the righteous man of the Spring and Autumn Period who was gifted a thousand gold by you, lives in Jiangbei!

Okay, let me tell you, the wine you drink and the clothes you wear are all made by them with great painstaking work! Without them, you Yang Zhiwen would just fucking bare-ass!

Kill someone, and you feel resentment?

Then tell me, how can you put the lives of millions of people at risk!?"

Yang Fenglou scolded above the city tower.

Yang Zhiwen was scolded so that his face was red and white for a while, and he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know how to say it, especially in the face of Yang Fenglou's eyes that wanted to devour people, he always felt speechless, and he was scolded by Yang Fenglou so bluntly.

The generals of the Chengping Army have long been stupid.

Jiedu made Yang Zhiwen have a high status and power in Jingnan, when has he been scolded like this, let alone a Zhonghou of the sixth grade, I am afraid that the Son of Heaven will not be like this.

What's even more strange is that Yang Zhiwen couldn't even reply, just listened to it all the time, as if he was a child being taught in front of his husband.

In the end, Yang Fenglou finally finished scolding and stared at Yang Zhiwen.

He muttered a sentence in Yang Fenglou's oppressive gaze.

"Don't be alarmist, Yang...... When did Yang ignore the life and death of the people in Jiangbei?"

Yang Fenglou was furious when he heard this.

"Yang Zhiwen, as an envoy of the festival, how can you not know the soldiers!?

On the twenty-ninth day of the fourth year of Qianfu, Yang told you that Wang Xianzhi's rebels had already gone south!

Do you understand!?

It's already south!

Arriving in Gangneung soon!

The people of Jiangbei outside Jiangling City, have you ever moved one person!?

On the second day of the first lunar month, Yang forced you to order the rectification of the city defense, have you forgotten!?

In addition to rectifying the city defense, haven't you thought about the life and death of the people in Jiangbei outside the city!?

On the third day of the first lunar month, you thank you for your illness!

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, you feasted on guests, talked all day long, ignored government affairs, Yang asked to see several times, but you didn't see you!

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, you went to this city tower to drink and enjoy the snow!

Yang Zhiwen!

These seven or eight days have been delayed by yourself!

Once Wang Xianzhi's rebels arrive, how many of you Jiangbei people outside Jiangling City will escape with their lives!?

Yang Zhiwen!

Isn't it because you put the lives of the people of Jiangbei at risk!?"

Under Yang Fenglou's interrogation, Yang Zhiwen actually sweated on his forehead, and in the severe cold of the winter snow, turned into a trace of misty white smoke, and looked up from a distance, like a cage of freshly steamed steamed buns, and at this time, no one paid attention to the funny scene, and was completely frightened by the terrifying scene in Yang Fenglou's words.

The more Yang Zhiwen thought about it, the more frightened he became, and after he couldn't bear it, the first thing he thought of was not to hurry up and quickly relocate the people of Jiangbei outside the city, but to shirk his responsibility.

"Yang, Yang, isn't this Mu Xiu......"

Yang Fenglou was so angry that he didn't know what to say, and yelled!

"When you're done, it's fucking late!"

But I didn't want to, at this time, General Zhang of the Chengping Army spoke.

I saw him staring blankly at the north, his face very pale.

"Already...... It's late ......" (To be continued.) )