Who is spying, the Eighth Lang of the Qian Family

Author: Taiqing Yaodao

Who is spying, the Eighth Lang of the Qian Family

The slanting moon hangs high, and the weeping willows swing lightly.

Under the night, a black figure was hiding silently under the dense willows.

The houses are connected with red walls and green tiles, and a small door is closed not far from the weeping willow.

Neat footsteps sounded, and then a group of family guards wearing gray robes patrolled from a distance.

Arriving under the weeping willow, the firelight instantly illuminated the figure on the weeping willow.

Almost in an instant, the figure hidden on the weeping willow made a "cuckoo cuckoo" sound.

In a flash of lightning, the firelight fell and the weeping willow fell into darkness again.

The patrol guards below continued to patrol and walked into the distance.

The secret whistle on the weeping willow breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, a cold wind suddenly passed by him.

Suddenly, An Shao shivered violently, and closed his eyes in a daze.

At this time, the cold wind had already fallen on the low roof opposite the weeping willow. With your toes on the roof, you had already fallen into the courtyard below.

Zhang Wanyu, wearing a black chest-length undershirt with a slightly cold face, appeared in the courtyard.

The next moment, a familiar voice sounded in the courtyard: "Young Master, how is the situation?"

Zhang Wanyu turned around, and under the dark eaves, Mr. He, wearing a dark black straight-collared skirt, walked out with a crane-head crutch in his hand.

"The poison has been given to Qian Qi. Whether the rest can be accomplished depends on him." At this point, Zhang Wanyu in the courtyard couldn't help but sneered: "He actually asked me to teach him after the death of King Nanchang.

, Jinhua County must be wiped out with blood, it’s a beautiful idea.”

"Did he really say that? Is he crazy?" Mr. He also found it unbelievably funny. Finally he shook his head and said pitifully: "Don't he know that what my teacher wants most now is to bring the entire Qian family together?"

Completely pulled down?"

"It's just a matter of luck!" Zhang Wanyu's words revealed Qian Qilang's true nature.

This is already the case, why does the Qian family still want to maintain its status as a so-called aristocratic family?

The Tianyin Sect's fundamental purpose this time is to completely destroy the Qian family, and then swallow everything in the Qian family into the Tianyin Sect's belly.

"However, what if the King of Nanchang is really poisoned to death?" Mr. He looked at Zhang Wanyu cautiously and said softly: "That bottle of poison is colorless and odorless. Once you drink it, you won't be able to see anything for the first half of the night, but

In the second half of the night, he will inevitably die of heartache and torment. Once the King of Nanchang dies, the Qian family will have more room for maneuver."

"It would be best if the King of Nanchang died." Zhang Wanyu gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "It would be best if we could poison him completely this time. In this way, no matter what, it would be much easier for us."

After a slight pause, he took two steps forward and looked up at the moon. Zhang Wanyu said helplessly: "Unfortunately, that guy is too cautious and is not so easily attacked. He is more cunning than a fox. I tried to poison him successfully.

You have to stay with him for a long time and gain enough trust from him to find the right opportunity and succeed in one fell swoop.

Mr. He, we have to prepare a blanket around him."

"Here!" Mr. He cupped her hands slightly and responded. Then she said: "Young Master, from now on, I still have to try my best now."

"Mr. He can arrange it, but we can help, but our manpower must not be exposed. That is the key to this uprising." Zhang Wanyu turned to look in the direction of Jinhua County and said extremely calmly: "As for the King of Nanchang, even this time

I can't poison him to death, but I have to make him completely fall out with the Qian family. Only in this way can the power possessed by the Qian family be used by me, and only in this way can the entire pattern of Wuzhou be completely reversed."

Under Li Xuan's repeated heavy blows, the manpower that Tianyin Sect can use has been greatly limited.

Even though Zhang Wanyu came from Hangzhou this time and brought some manpower, it was still a drop in the bucket.

In addition, the nightly curfew is advanced and the time is shortened. Under this situation, no matter what the Tianyin Sect wants to do, it will be very difficult.

Many things had to be planned personally by Zhang Wanyu and Mr. He.

If the Qian family, who had been watching indifferently, could be brought in, the Tianyin Sect's unfavorable situation would immediately be reversed.

The Qian family not only has the most wealth in Wuzhou, but also has the most family guards in Wuzhou, and they are distributed throughout the city.

Once they break up with the imperial court, the Tianyin Sect will immediately get a chance to breathe.

The most important thing is that once this happens, the Qian family will have no other choice but to seek refuge in the Tianyin Sect.

"By the way, according to Qian's news, Yan Tao and the people hidden by the King of Nanchang have gone to Lanxi and Meiling Pass. They must inform the Saint and stabilize Meiling Pass." Zhang Wanyu turned to look.

To the northwest, his face finally became serious.

For the Tianyin Sect, the most critical thing now, besides the plan of the city, is Meiling Pass.

But before that, everything in Meiling Pass had already fallen into the hands of the Tianyin Sect. But if Meiling Pass was recaptured by the imperial court, all the forces of the Tianyin Sect would be surrounded in this chess game.

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"Is the news reliable?" Old Man He took a step forward and said vigilantly: "Young Master, before we came to the city, we have made careful arrangements in Lanxi. If the people of the King of Nanchang really show up,

In Lanxi, there is no reason for us not to know."

"It's better to be careful." Zhang Wanyu shook her head slightly and said cautiously: "The city is too close to Lanxi. It only takes half a day to take a boat down the river. They may not be in Lanxi now. The main force may be hidden in a certain mountain, but it is definitely

Spies have already entered Lanxi to investigate the situation. Once they locate the loophole, the next step will be a thunderous strike."

"I understand. I will send a message immediately to inform the saint to be careful." Mr. He nodded seriously.

"Let's go, we should talk to some other old friends now. This time, we don't want just the Qian family." Zhang Wanyu sneered.

The next moment, Zhang Wanyu appeared in front of the courtyard gate.

The body is swaying like the breeze.

Mr. He followed Zhang Wanyu silently like a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, the entire small courtyard was empty, with only the sound of the wind remaining.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in the courtyard again, looking around vigilantly.

This person turned out to be Mr. He.

The whole person walked around against the wall, and even clapped his hands gently from time to time...

Not long after, Mr. He reappeared at the courtyard gate.

The next moment, without any sound, Old He had completely disappeared into the darkness.

The night is dark and dewy.

At three o'clock in the morning, the night is darkest.

At this moment, on the roof of the small courtyard, a series of "tiles" were suddenly lifted up, but everything was silent.

The "tiles" were put back in place, and a black figure silently slid down from the roof.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had quietly left the courtyard.

No one knows where he went.

…

In the narrow sacrificial room, Qian Zhe knelt on the futon, folded his hands to perform the Ziwu Jue, looked sad, and muttered something while looking at the portrait of his ancestor in front of him.

No one could hear clearly what he was reading.

Qian Zhe had no idea about the overt and covert fighting outside his home, and he didn't care either.

Suddenly, the door at the back suddenly opened and the butler appeared at the door.

Qian Zhe didn't look back and spoke directly, asking: "How is the situation in Jinhua?"

"Xuge was taken to the county jail. No one was allowed to visit him. His food had to go through several inspections. Magistrate Ning issued a strict order. If Xu Ge dies, everyone in the county jail will be imprisoned."

The butler's face became extremely serious in an instant. Nothing else, but just sitting down was enough to make everyone tremble and not dare to move.

"Seventh Young Master has already gone to find Capt. Chen. With Master Seventh's methods, Capt. Chen will probably give in... But that Capt. Chen is not even considered a close associate of the King of Nanchang, and he has not even met him.

After a few meetings." The housekeeper couldn't help but shook his head, and then sighed: "Once Capt. Chen takes action, success will be nothing more than success. Once he fails, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep the secret under severe torture."

Qian Zhe bowed to the ground in front of the portrait of his ancestor, then straightened up again, looked at the portrait, and asked: "Uncle, do you think this time will be a trap by the King of Nanchang?"

This sentence suddenly sounded in the butler's ears like a thunderbolt. Soon, the butler couldn't help but trembled and said: "If this matter is a trap, then the seventh young master, then the Qian family... Eldest young master, how did you guess it?"

Is this a trap?”

The housekeeper actually accepted the fact that Qian Zhe said this was a trap in a very short period of time.

"The King of Nanchang told me." Qian Zhe said this, and the housekeeper who had experienced countless hardships at the door was immediately shocked.

Qian Zhe bowed to the portrait of his ancestor again and said: "Xuge was arrested, and the truth about those fields has long been known to the King of Nanchang. If he really wants to attack the Qian family, then blocking the information is his first need.

Instead of sending the criminal to jail and making the matter known to everyone."

"Didn't the head of the family say that this was a trap?" The housekeeper couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and then said: "This is the King of Nanchang who deliberately sent people to prison, and then let the news spread, and then my family knew about it, and finally

I was forced to take action, this was a plan to kill my family by the King of Nanchang, how could it be a reminder from the King of Nanchang."

Before Qian Zhe said it was a trap, he could still understand it, but now he said it was a reminder, and his mind really couldn't change it.

"If it were other people, that might be what they thought, but this King of Nanchang's thoughts are far more mysterious than this." Qian Zhe shook his head slightly, raised his head, looked at the portrait of his ancestor in front of him, and mumbled.
To be continued...