Chapter 316 Being plotted by someone, blocking the movement

Author: Taiqing Yaodao

Chapter 316 Being plotted by someone, blocking the movement

A black and simple manor covering an area of ​​more than 20 acres is located on the long street northwest of Wuzhou City.

The side door on the east side of the manor opened, and a pear-wood carriage slowly drove in.

Then the black courtyard door closed, and everything was isolated.

The carriage drove slowly forward in the courtyard. There were not many servants and handymen along the way. When they saw the carriage, they all stood aside respectfully with their hands tied.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of an elegant courtyard on the northwest side of the manor.

The car curtain was lifted, and an elderly man in Tsing Yi in his fifties with a cool and unrestrained expression walked out of it.

Yangyan, among the four major families in Wuzhou, is the current head of the Yang family.

Among the four major families in Wuzhou, the Yang family has the thinnest population.

There are only seven or eight people in a generation, but no one dares to underestimate the Yang family.

The ancestor of the Yang family, Yang Hu, came from a famous family in the Han and Wei dynasties. Unfortunately, his family of poetry and calligraphy suffered heavy losses during the troubled times of the Southern and Northern Dynasties and the late Sui Dynasty.

It was only during this dynasty that things gradually slowed down.

But even though the population is small, many of the Yang family's children serve as county magistrates and state and county commanders in various places.

There is even a chance that a certain person can take a step further to become a governor.

Among the four major families in Wuzhou, the Yang family is only inferior to the Shen family.

…

Yang Yan waved his hand, and the servants and maids standing on both sides immediately bowed and retreated.

After everyone left, Yang Yan slowly stepped forward and opened the courtyard door in front of him with a complicated expression.

The next moment, a small, crude and small courtyard appeared in front of Yangyan.

At this moment, a gentle and handsome man wearing a white ink-patterned robe was standing to one side, with his hands behind his back, watching two children of thirteen or fourteen years old practicing calligraphy.

"Mr. Fang." Yang Yan looked at the handsome man in front of him with a complex expression on his face.

"It turns out that Mr. Yang is back." Mr. Fang reached out and patted the two young children on the shoulders, and said gently: "Let's leave it at that for today, you go back."

"Yes, sir!" The two young children raised their hands to Mr. Fang seriously, then turned to look at Yangyan on one side, and saluted respectfully: "Ah Weng!"

"Let's go have a meal. After dinner, we'll have an early rest today." Yang Yan's face was filled with a kind smile at some point, and he nodded towards the two young children.

The two children immediately bowed and quickly retreated.

When the two children left, Yang Yan's face instantly darkened.

Looking at Mr. Fang in front of him, Yang Yan's expression became very scary, and he even felt like he was so angry that he would rush to bite him immediately, but for some unknown reason, he just didn't dare to move.

Yang Yan stood at the door, looked at Mr. Fang, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "You are really crazy. The King of Nanchang has not even entered the city yet, and you dare to use the Fuyuan Crossbow to kill him. You are really not afraid."

Will the imperial court directly send troops south?"

Wuzhou is located in the west of Zhejiang, but only one of the four nearby states, Yuezhou, has the military strength of Zhechong Prefecture.

Although this Zhe Chong Mansion has elite soldiers, the strength of the Tianyin Sect is not weak either.

Once the uprising sweeps across the southeast, the momentum will be even greater.

If they were not worried that the emperor would urgently transfer the troops from Yangzhou Zhechong Prefecture to Zhejiang before completing preparations, I am afraid that by this time, the entire Wuzhou and the entire Jiangzuo area would have completely changed.

However, Yangzhou has four troops from Zhechong Prefecture, one of which is a navy.

Whether taking the canal or approaching the sea, the troops of the four Zichong Prefectures in Yangzhou can quickly enter Jiangzuo.

Once they arrive in Jiangzuo, without the entire Tianyin Sect being fully prepared, the outcome will not be much better than twenty years ago.

Not only that, the imperial court also had a Zhechong Mansion force in Fumin, a Zhechong Mansion force in Jiangyou, and Shexuan had half a Zhechong Mansion force.

The Tianyin Sect's path has been blocked for a long time. Without careful and proper planning, their future will be another dead end.

Therefore, they will be extra careful when taking action.

…

"Wait a minute, Mr. Yang, wait a minute, Mr. Yang is talking about shooting. Who shot the King of Nanchang, and he also used a Fuyuan crossbow."

Mr. Fang had a confused look on his face, but his expression soon darkened. He looked at Yang Yan, frowned and said, "Looking at Mr. Yang's appearance now, it seems that nothing happened to the King of Nanchang. This assassination..."

"No need to pretend to be stupid here." Yang Yan directly interrupted Mr. Fang and looked at him with a sneer: "You assassinated the King of Nanchang in front of everyone. I don't know how many people in Wuzhou saw it. What do you dare to do?

I admit it."

These people have even done things like threatening their whole family. Sheep Yan doesn't believe there is anything else they dare not do.

"I know that Mr. Yang is full of prejudice against me, but I would like to ask Mr. Yang to explain today's matter in detail to me." Mr. Fang's face was sincere, but full of confusion as he asked: "Old Yang is going to the city gate today.

What happened when we welcomed the King of Nanchang? Did someone really assassinate the King of Nanchang?"

Yangyan suddenly closed his mouth, looked at Mr. Fang, and couldn't help but take two steps back, his eyes full of vigilance.

Looking at Yang Yan with such an appearance, Mr. Fang saw through what he was thinking at a glance: "Yang Lao is worried that I will learn from Yang Lao's mouth how King Nanchang will react after today's assassination? Haha... Actually, I am not afraid of Yang Lao's jokes.

Today at the city gate, the number of informants in our religion is probably far beyond Yang Lao’s imagination, so even if Yang Lao doesn’t tell me, someone will tell me in detail, but for the sake of Ling Sun…”

"Okay, I'll tell you!" Yang Yan looked at Mr. Fang. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he finally chose to compromise, just like he did before.

Soon, Yang Yan described everything he saw at the city gate in detail.

Finally, Yang Yan said with a sneer: "The King of Nanchang has now sent people to cleanse all the Tianyin believers who guarded the city, and his Qianniu Guard commander has followed your killers to chase them out. When the time comes, don't be beaten by anyone."

Trace it to my home."

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang. Even in our religion, not many people in our religion know about what happened to me in the Yang family." After a slight pause, Mr. Fang frowned and said as if to himself: "In the religion,

Most of the elites have already sneaked out of the city.

Moreover, I also deliberately emphasized that during the days when the King of Nanchang arrived in Wuzhou, don’t mess around, everything is waiting for something to happen, but what happened today, how could someone suddenly take action, and who did it?”

Seeing Mr. Fang's appearance, Yang Yan suddenly felt a lot of surprise on his face: "It's really not your people who did it."

Mr. Fang shook his head calmly and said, "Old Yang, do you think it is necessary for me to hide this from you based on our current relationship?"

"Who knows, I thought you were a sincere gentleman at first, so I let my two grandchildren learn from you. Who would have thought that you turned out to be a bastard with a wolf face and a beast heart, and actually poisoned two children." Sheep Yan bit.

Looking at Mr. Fang with clenched teeth, this is the reason why he is controlled by others now.

"Lao Yang is deeply prejudiced, and I have nothing to say." Mr. Fang bowed sincerely to Yang Yan, and then said: "Now, I would like to ask Lao Yang to avoid me. I need to contact my colleagues in the congregation to confirm what happened.

What's the matter?"

"Humph!" Upon hearing that he was being driven away, Yang Yan immediately snorted angrily, then turned around and left.

The Yang family's poems and books are passed down from generation to generation, and etiquette is very important. Even when facing a person like Mr. Fang, Yang Yan still subconsciously closed the door.

Maybe it's etiquette, or maybe I'm worried that others will find out.

Mr. Fang didn't pay attention to this. He sat in front of the desk and looked at the ground in front of him, completely lost in thought.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded behind Mr. Fang.

A graceful girl in black wearing a black half-arm shirt with dark patterns walked behind Mr. Fang. She wore a black gauze on her face. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she could only see a pretty outline and a pair of

His eyes were indifferent, but if Li Xuan were here, he would be able to recognize this old acquaintance at a glance.

Ye Wanwan, a saint from the Tianyin Sect, is an unparalleled beauty and surly-tempered saint from the Tianyin Sect.

Ye Wanwan, the saint of the Tianyin Sect who almost died at the hands of Li Xuan when she was in Yangzhou, unexpectedly appeared in Wuzhou again at this moment.

"Fang Yunxiu, when did you send someone to assassinate the King of Nanchang?" Ye Wanwan looked at Fang Yunxiu in confusion.

Fang Yunxiu, the person who lurked in Wuzhou Yang's family and used Yang Yan's two young grandsons as threats, was naturally Fang Yunxiu, the head of Wuzhou Hall of Tianyin Sect. But I'm afraid not many people thought that he would do such a thing.

Do it yourself.

Moreover, Ye Wanwan didn't believe a word of what Fang Yunxiu explained to Yang Yan just now.

She stood behind Fang Yunxiu and asked with doubtful eyes: "Didn't you say that you would not take action against King Nanchang until you found out the details about him? Why did you change your mind now?"

"I haven't changed my mind, and I have never arranged it like this." Fang Yunxiu shook his head slightly, and said with a sinister expression: "The King of Nanchang is a shrewd man, and his strength is not weak. In addition, there are many people around him who are protecting him openly and secretly.

It's actually not easy to assassinate him, so I plan to use other methods to target him and strangle him completely step by step, but I never thought of doing it now..."

"But I have to admit that it was indeed a good idea to use the Fuyuan Crossbow to shoot at the city gate. Unfortunately, he still avoided it." Ye Wanwan said, with a look of immense hatred on her face.

look.

"No, this is not a good idea. On the contrary, it is an absolutely bad idea, even a ridiculously bad idea." Fang Yunxiu suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan glanced at Fang Yunxiu angrily: "Why are you looking at me like that? I've only been down from the mountain for a few days, and I've been under your nose the whole time. How can I have the time to dispatch assassins?"

"If it's not a saint, then who is it?" Fang Yunxiu slowly turned around and gritted his teeth and said, "Such a rash act has shaken the power of the sect's gatekeepers in Wuzhou City.

Even if the saint is not in Wuzhou, she should understand that only if the Wuzhou city gate is in our hands, we can securely capture the Wuzhou city.

Once the city gate is taken away, it means that the Sect's layout in Wuzhou has lost its upper hand."
To be continued...