Wei Yangmou

Liu Fei ignored his nonsense, and the sentence was still in his mind-if Jiaodong could not be attacked for a long time, what would happen to Liu Rong?

How about it?

For Jiaodong, this battle is a matter of life and death, he should go all out and fight with his back, if he is not the last one, he will not admit defeat.

As far as Liu Rong is concerned, this battle is the beginning of his battle to reduce the vassal, and he must win the battle to be victorious all the way, so as to kill chickens and monkeys and be powerful in all directions.

One wants to save his life, and the other wants to go down in history.

It's a situation where there is no end to death, and Liu Fei's vacillation is a big taboo.

Liu Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "Liu Rong is not the master of the Ming Dynasty. You and my brother are just two lives. If the world is in peace, it is natural that death is not a pity. It's a pity... let's see next year."

He turned around and walked in, he had no time to think about Liu Cheng any more, what he said just now made him feel cold, he already guessed what Liu Rong would do.

Corvée, taxes...the south has just experienced a severe drought, and if nothing is done, Zhou Yafu will be transferred back urgently to quell the chaos.

Luan Bu was unable to support himself alone, and his army was defeated like a mountain. Then it was time to get out of Jiaodong.

The chaos in this world has already begun to take shape, but unfortunately Liu Fei can't see clearly, and he is still immersed in the grandeur of Wenjing's rule of wishful thinking.

At this time, Liu Fei behind him suddenly shouted: "Who is it?!"

Liu Cheng was taken aback, and looked back, only to see that Liu Fei had already grabbed the man and was pressing him against the palace wall for interrogation. He looked at the outline of the man and found it very familiar, so he couldn't help but took two steps forward. Fei's voice said, "Liu Pengzu? What are you doing here sneakily?"

Liu Pengzu yelled, and began to beg for mercy: "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, let go of me, my arm, my arm is going to be broken..."

Both of his arms were twisted behind Liu Fei's back, and his face was pressed tightly against the wall, looking very funny.

Liu Fei was really in pain when he heard his begging for mercy, and quickly let go of his hand, his tone was still stern: "In broad daylight, you are sneaking around, what are you trying to do?!"

Liu Pengzu rubbed his arms, and complained: "I just saw a beautiful young lady beat me up, and I wanted to take another look. I never thought you were here..."

Liu Fei snorted coldly, thinking that a dog can't stop eating shit, but it's not good to do anything to him, so he waved his hand impatiently, and drove him away.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Liu Cheng turned around and went inside. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a woman standing in front of the table, dressed in black, with her hair tied behind her head, tied with only one forehead. Facing him, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, he only thought that this person must be a beauty.

If so, it's no wonder that Liu Pengzu was obsessed with color.

Hearing the movement, he looked up at him, holding a thin piece of cloth full of words in his hand, it was hard to find something very attractive on it.

So he was very fascinated by it, just glanced at Liu Cheng briefly, nodded slightly, and then his eyes fell on the cloth again.

Liu Cheng just felt that he came at the wrong time, and was about to leave when he saw his hand raised and pressed lightly on him, making a gesture of calm down, and he stopped and stood by the door , pretending to be a wooden stake.

However, he soon couldn't pretend anymore, because he heard: "It's about the late emperor, there must be solid evidence, this matter needs to be verified, and when I come back, people will be speechless."

The woman nodded: "Don't worry, I already have a clue, just look at how much that heart is worth."

Liu Cheng was shocked. Could it be that Liu Rong really did something to Emperor Jing?

Even though they suspected it, they never thought that it would be true, and they were a little shocked for a while.

Ignoring his eavesdropping, he tilted his body and propped his head on his elbows. His posture was a little lazy, but his words were very sharp: "Huang Zi'an probably knew something. He disappeared with Deng Wuwei. If he hadn't been caught If they were killed together, they probably escaped with someone."

"I think the same way, and I have already sent people to investigate the news of the two of them secretly, but the one surnamed Deng is really cunning. Liu Rong is also looking for him, but he is a step behind us.

Now we are running around like headless chickens, even so, we don't have many clues in our hands, even very few, and we may have to use some extraordinary methods..."

He frowned, remembering that Li Dan once summoned Mrs. Li's soul, his heart skipped a beat, and after a long while, he said: "Don't disturb the dead ancestors."

"I would like to do this, but even if he dies tragically with his dragon aura body protection, his dragon aura will turn into hostile aura. Not to mention my skill, even senior Tianji would not dare to try it lightly."

Liu Cheng finally couldn't bear it when he heard this, and blurted out: "The death of the father is really strange? How dare Liu Rong attack the father!"

Waving his hand: "At this time, we still need to verify, and you need to be more cautious in what you say."

Liu Cheng stared at him with rounded eyes, without saying a word, with a very stubborn expression, he looked a bit like Han Yan, after seeing him, his heart softened, waved his hand, and Ruan Hehua walked away tactfully.

It's just that a person as big as her disappeared as soon as she said she couldn't see it, like a wisp of smoke blown away by a strong wind, without even leaving a trace.

Liu Cheng was suspicious, but the death of Emperor Jing carried more weight. Without outsiders, he did not hide his eagerness and resentment at all.

"Since you let me see it, you must be sure that Liu Rong really dared to do such a rebellious thing!"

Throwing the cloth in his hand to him: "Calm down, whether Liu Rong did it or not, you can do nothing but endure."

Liu Cheng said unconvinced: "I also have soldiers in my hand!"

Then his eyes were fixed on the cloth, he couldn't understand the things on it, he only knew that they were some very rare medicinal materials, and there were some times, places, and names of people, which were listed very clearly.

"These people are all accomplices!"

Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and looked at Bubo, shaking his hands uncontrollably: "I'm going to kill them, kill them!"

He quietly watched his anger surge, without any intention of comforting him, until Liu Cheng stopped by himself.

He watched with burning eyes: "I have hundreds of thousands of Qinghe soldiers, all of whom are elite soldiers, even if they fight the Northern Army, there will be no difference."

Liu Cheng has been operating in the fief Qinghe for three years, and those soldiers are stronger than those in his hands anyway.

However, inexplicably, when Liu Cheng said this, he was afraid that he would not believe it, so he was a little nervous, showing a shyness of boasting.

He just nodded lightly: "Qinghe soldiers and horses cannot move."

Liu Cheng was stunned: "Then what are you going to do in Qinghe River?"

Ignoring him, he just took back the cloth he had finished reading, stuffed it into a pile of bamboo slips next to him, and chased people away: "Go back and try on the clothes, Han Yan sent someone to ask if the winter clothes fit. "

Liu Cheng was speechless for a moment, and after a while he could hold back a sentence: "The queen is really virtuous."

Unfold a piece of plain silk, pick up a pen and write at night, the beginning is my love Han Yan.

Liu Cheng hurriedly took three or four steps back in embarrassment, as if the letter was addressed to him, blushing and speechless, with his head hanging down like a quail.

"What are you still doing?!"

Liu Cheng said "oh", turned around and walked out, and heard a shout towards the empty room. When he turned his head again, there was another person behind him, also a woman, but this person was dressed in white with a sling on his waist. Baojian is not respectful to him, and he speaks very straightforwardly.

"Two old gentlemen, they send letters as fast as they can, and they are not tired of crooked."

The very good-tempered one didn't care about it, folded the plain silk that was full of words in his hand, and handed it to her: "The letter is next, there are still things to send."

The woman pointed to her nose and scolded: "Are you thinking I'm stupid for bringing something as big as a palm every time, and you just want me to run this trip? When you come back and catch it, ask, Han Yan is like that, you Ask me what kind of flowers I can name!"

The woman was cursing, but still put away the cloth, then wrapped the half-used ink in a handkerchief and handed it to her.

The woman cursed again and suddenly disappeared.

Liu Cheng was startled, turned around to look, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Wang, the women in the palace... all come and go without a trace like this?"

"Why?" He was a little surprised that he thought so, and he couldn't help laughing, "They are all alchemists, and they don't like to follow the rules of ordinary people... If you want ordinary people to serve you, go to the back, there are not many maids in the palace, there are many." It was brought by Han Yan, you can use the one you like."

Liu Cheng waved his hand, his mind suddenly went blank, as if he had forgotten something, he was stunned for a moment before asking: "Aren't they coming forward?"

He responded perfunctorily, and seeing that he still didn't move, he frowned. He had always had a bad temper and didn't have much patience, so his tone became a little impatient now.

"The people coming and going in front are all men, what do you want girls to do?"

Liu Cheng didn't ask any more questions, and walked out of the meeting hall to Yunzhongju where he lived. The guard beside him was Han Yao who had been dialed over. At this time, he was a little surprised to see him walking in a hurry. Just about to ask, he asked He was caught by Liu Cheng.

"Captain Han, please follow me to Jifang Pavilion."

Jifang Pavilion is the place where Liu Pengzu lived, not too far from Yunzhongju, but there is a bamboo forest in the middle, unless you walk in, you can't see clearly what's going on inside.

The two came in a hurry, and Han Yao was leading people to patrol around. At this time, a group of people came with such a great momentum that even Liu Fei was startled.

Now, they live in Jiaodong. Apart from watching flowers and birds, reading and playing chess, they have nothing to kill time on weekdays, so they can hear clearly when there is any movement.

Liu Fei came looking for the sound, and Liu Cheng stood in Jifang Pavilion in a daze, wondering: "Why did you come here? Where is King Zhao? You don't come out to entertain guests."

Liu Cheng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid he won't come out again."

Liu Fei didn't understand, so Liu Cheng grabbed his shoulder, shook his head and sighed: "Brother Wang, although you don't want it, I'm afraid that you and I will have to turn against each other..."