Wenfu.

"Ninety-three hundred people have knelt in the palace. Zuo Jinglun persuaded him for an hour and was almost unable to suppress his rush. His Majesty has not yet appeared. Qiu Pengcheng seconded 200 people to Zhang Yongnian, but he still stayed in the Xiangyuan and did not move."

"Have you moved yet?" Wen Hongyu was slightly surprised, and then sneered: "He is really calm, where is Wang Xiao?"

"I took people to Xiangyuan after the wedding banquet. I was laughing and laughing along the way, looking like a group of fools."

Wen Hongyu pondered for a moment and asked, "Where is Wang Fang's East Factory?"

"The East Factory did not move, Wang Fang sent several groups of people to urge Zhang Yongnian."

Wen Hongyu said: "Send someone to keep an eye on Xiangyuan, and report any situation immediately, so that Kong Bin can make the noise more important."

"yes!"

Wen Hongyu always felt something was wrong in his heart, and then asked another person: "Where is Wang Zhu?"

"I'm still having a wedding wine."

"Have you understood the situation in Yiyuan? Is Zhang Yongzhen dead or alive?"

"I don't know yet."

"I don't know?" Wen Hongyu became more and more annoyed.

From time to time, there were crying and howlings in the mansion. Wen Hongyu frowned, left the house, and walked towards the third room.

The three rooms are paying homage, and there is a desolate feeling.

In the mourning hall, Wen Heren sat there stroking Wen Hongda's coffin, his face as if it was dead.

"Hongyu, you are here... let's give your brother a incense stick."

Wen Hongyu glanced at the elegiac couplet on the wall and said, "When will the third uncle do this? Do you know how critical the current situation is to the Wen family?"

Wen Heren looked bleak and murmured: "Hongyu, Hongda respects you the most before, so just give him an incense stick."

"Respect?" Wen Hongyu said: "When it comes to respect, does Uncle San know what the people who come to this mourning hall to worship are thinking?"

Wen Heren looked at him blankly and shook his head.

"They were wondering who was the dead Wen Hongda? Did he have fame? How much money did he earn when he was alive? How big an official did he become?" Wen Hongyu stroked his hand on the coffin and sighed: "A person like a person looks at others with his eyes. He will always see fame, wealth, power and fame. What are these guests coming to pay their respects to the door to mourn? Is it the Hongda person? No, their incense sticks respect the reputation of his grandfather and the power of my Wen family!"

Wen Heren was stunned.

He didn't understand the truth, but when a white-haired man gave him a black-haired man, he always felt a little cruel when he heard such words in his son's mourning hall.

Wen Hongyu said again: "Hongda was smart when he was young and could have become a talent, but he was spoiled by you, San Aunt and San Uncle, and you were infected with everything about eating, drinking, whore and gambling, which finally led to the death. Do Uncle San understand? The dead are gone, but the living are still going to cheer up."

Wen Heren looked at Xin Wen Hongyu and thought to himself, don’t you prostitute yourself? You have also made a big reputation for prostitute.

He looked at Wen Hongyu's face, but lowered his head and murmured: "Pick up... My remaining two children are ineffective, Hongyu, you..."

"As long as the third uncle is dedicated to the Wen family, can my nephew treat my uncle badly?" Wen Hongyu said lightly, and finally reached out to pick up the three incense threads, lit them, and bowed three times to Wen Hongda's coffin.

Just as he inserted the incense thread, a confidant suddenly rushed in.

"Young Master! Wang Xiao and Zhang Yongnian left the Elephant Garden and also led more than 200 people."

Wen Hongyu said: "Have you entered the palace?"

"No, come to Nancheng."

"Go to explore again." Wen Hongyu pondered: "If you don't enter the palace... where do you want to go..."

Not long after the subordinate went out, another man ran over to tell Wang Xiao about his whereabouts.

After paying back twice, Wen Hongyu's face darkened.

"He actually came for our Wen family. Haha, it's similar to what my heroes think. Once you take power, you will kill the enemy's family first."

When Wen Heren heard this, his already pale face turned pale and fell to the ground.

"What did you say?!"

Wen Hongyu said with a cold face: "Wang Xiao has brought more than 200 fans to kill us."

Wen Heren shook his body, sat on the ground and even forgot about it, looking disbelief: "Really...really? Then what should I do? Do you want to run away immediately?"

"What? I won't sacrifice your son now? Why are you panic?" Wen Hongyu sneered, turned around and shouted to his subordinates: "Go and organize the savages raised in the mansion, and be sure to block Wang Xiao's people at the intersection!"

"Go and notify Qiu Pengcheng and quickly lead the Taiping Si man to come! Tell him that if he dares to hesitate, I will show all the things he has done over the years!"

"Go to the royal palaces, public palaces, and waiters, and ask them to send people to make a comeback. Tell them that the dividends in business this year have not been distributed yet..."

After giving such instructions, Wen Hongyu turned to Wen Heren and said, "Uncle San, they can't get up. You can go to grandfather's house to see if he has slept. If he hasn't slept, ask him if I have any missed such arrangements?"

Wen Heren nodded blankly.

Suddenly, a shrill cry sounded.

Wen Hongyu suddenly looked up at the sky outside the door, and a huge anger surged in his heart...

More than 250 people crossed the long street.

Wang smiled and looked at the sneaky figure in front of him, and said, "It's OK."

Qin Xuance understood and drew his bow. He suddenly shot out a arrow and shot the spy from the Wen family on the ground with a puff.

Then, the array of more than 250 people suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Wenfu.

In the dark night, they couldn't see the uniform flying fish suits on their bodies, and only the embroidered spring swords in their hands were shining with a faint cold light.

Turning quickly across the street corner, the vermilion gate was far away. Two large lanterns under the huge plaque reflected the two powerful words "Wenfu", which were solemn.

Groups of big men were rushing towards this side and gathering in front of the Wen Mansion. In a blink of an eye, there were more than fifty people, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, and they looked quite fierce.

Wang Xiao thought of the Wen family guards he met that night of Jie Yin, and he felt a little nervous, but more excited.

"Kill them!"

Zhang Yongnian hesitated a little, and had some of his edges and corners worn off during the years he had in the police camp.

But when he thought of His Majesty's words, "My Majesty's King Xiao strongly recommends you", he immediately drove this hesitation out of his heart.

After many years, the surging fighting spirit on the battlefield in Jizhen once again came to his heart. He waved his hand fiercely and ordered: "Kill!"

"kill!"

The two hundred fans were all the refinement he practiced in the police camp over the years. With a loud roar, he was as powerful as a tiger!

Before he finished speaking, a long spear came out first, and the dragon rushed towards the guards of Wen Mansion like a dragon heading out to sea.

The steps below his feet were overturned, and the wind blew in his ears, and Qin Xuance's eyes seemed to have fire.

These days in Beijing are so terrible and make people miss the autumn wind of the iron horse outside the pass.

"Get a team!"

With a loud shout, the spear stabbed quickly, and it was as powerful as thunder!
Chapter completed!