There was no movement in the house for a long time. Suddenly, Shang Jun suddenly widened his eyes and sat up. What did you just say? Iron armored army, why is there an iron armored army? To deal with Fang Fan, Xiuzhi is already dangerous enough, if there is still an iron armored army—
Shang Jun struggled to stand up and said loudly, "Ximu, come in and talk."
Qi Fenghua stretched out his hand, sighed secretly, and put it down slowly. That's all, just let him go!
this sound? Ximu hurriedly opened the door, Ye Yan also entered the room, and saw the businessman in the room, the two were too shocked to speak. Is it the business man? What about his master? Suddenly thinking of "Shang Gongzi" who spoke strangely in the afternoon, the two immediately understood that that was their master.
Ignoring their shock, Shang Jun said anxiously, "How many soldiers are in ambush?"
Ximu finally got his head straight, and the person calmed down and replied, "About eighty people are ambushed around the Huancui Building, and most of the weapons in their hands are bows and arrows."
"Where's Xiao Zongqing?" He hasn't seen San'er since yesterday, and Shang Jun guessed that he must have other arrangements.
"Master Xiao and you, no, we set off together with the master. It is said that hundreds of elites from the Silent Sect have been mobilized to hide inside and outside the Huancui Building."
Shang Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, that's good, there are people who have the voiceless door, plus his original deployment, to deal with the Eighty Iron Armored Army and Fang Fan's men, San'er and Xiuzhi should not be too dangerous. But why only eighty people? Shang Jun frowned. The last time they hunted down Yuhan, they dispatched two or three hundred people. What happened this time—
"Damn it!" Shang Jun whispered, "The letter is in danger."
It's a good move to attack the east and west, and the strategy of adjusting the tiger away from the mountain! The Eighty Armored Army should only monitor San'er and the others, so that they can't get away to rescue them. Who said that the new generals of the Iron Armored Army are brave, this move is really shrewd.
Yuhan couldn't die. When he died, Cang Yue's hope also died. The other princes were either sent to the lower levels or A Dou who could not be helped. Yuhan was the only one who had a chance to fight against Long Chimu. He had seen his character and way of governing the country. He might be able to save Cang Yue from suffering. bring out.
Yuhan must not die!
Clenching his fists, Shang Jun slowly lowered his head and whispered to Qi Fenghua beside him, "I'm sorry, little uncle." He knew that he was fighting for his life, but some things had to be done in death. .
After finishing speaking, Shang Jun raised his head, with the usual firm and calm light in his eyes, looked at Ximu and Yeyan, and said loudly: "Ximu, prepare a fast horse for me. You can choose to go to Huancuilou to save your master. , you can also choose to accompany me to rescue the letter, you can choose, I will never stop it."
Ximu Yeyan glanced at each other and saw the same expression in the other's eyes. They cupped their hands on their chests. The two of them replied without hesitation, "Let's follow your command." Just because the person in front of them has never let them down, and because The confession before the master left.
Shang Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, there are really not many people around him now.
Qi Fenghua shook his head. Master once said that if you can't persuade a person, you have only two choices, one is to go far, and the other is to sink with him. He can't leave, so he can only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.
Walking to Shang Jun, Qi Fenghua said: "The real purpose of the Iron Armored Army should be to give letters. Let Ye Yan bring a team to inform Xiao Zongqing and protect Qin Xiuzhi. Ximu and I will lead a team to accompany you to rescue. Letter, how is it?"
"Yeah!" Shang Jun warmed his heart and nodded lightly, hiding his gratitude. Shang Jun walked to the round table, brought a pen and inkstone, spread out the map of Tiancheng, and said, "Yeyan, Ximu, come here, let's discuss how to rescue them, and then prepare to set off." He wanted them all to come back alive.
"Yes."
Under the candlelight, the four of them sat around the round table and deployed nervously. Outside the Shangshu Mansion, the letter of Yu who just got the token is still unknown, and the danger is approaching step by step.
"Sir?" The door was slowly pushed open, and the guard stuck his head out, trying to find out. The lord made a special statement today to pay close attention to the person who is entertaining him. If he changes a little bit, he will immediately arrest him.
Outside the door, Yu Feng's heart also lifted, and his hand slowly moved to the long sword at his waist. At this moment, Fang Fan's roar suddenly came from inside the house: "Get out of here. It's just a broken glass, don't disturb my conversation with the owner."
"Yes, yes." The guard quickly retracted his head and closed the door again.
Fang Fan's eyes were already bloodshot, and he stared at the man in front of him in disbelief. He could actually imitate his voice! Who is he
Maybe it was the effect of the drug, or maybe Fang Fan had lost hope. After struggling for a while, he stopped moving, but his eyes were still wide open, full of surprise, fear and unwillingness.
Qin Xiuzhi was panting heavily, and his whole body seemed to be drained, and he fell to the ground. The handkerchief in his hand was already soaked with Fang Fan's dark blood. Qin Xiuzhi closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before he recovered. There was a lot of people outside the house, and wonderful music came from time to time, but the private room was shockingly quiet.
According to Shang Jun's plan, the matter was only half completed. Thinking of this, Qin Xiuzhi quickly stood up and laboriously helped Fang Fan, who had collapsed on the ground, to sit on the chair. After fiddling with it for a long time, Fang Fan still couldn't sit up straight. Qin Xiuzhi thought for a second, and let him lie on the table halfway, put a wine glass in his hand, and lay down on the table himself.
After a while, Fang Fan was heard laughing and said: "Come on, I'm so happy today, let's serve some good wine and good food, I want to drink with the owner." The guard outside the door looked at each other and gently pushed the door open. Looking at it, I saw that my lord and the business owner were sitting with their backs facing them. They both seemed to be leaning against each other a little drunk, and they saw the business owner wave his hands again and again, and replied: "Your lord is too polite, businessman. You are truly incapable of drinking."
Yu Feng turned sideways, slightly blocked the side door, and said with a low smile to several guards: "It seems that my master and my lord really hit it off. Usually, he rarely drinks so much."
One of the guards nodded and replied, "That's not it, adults are rarely so happy."
With a worried expression, Yu Feng replied, "Since that's the case, don't spoil the enthusiasm of the masters, let's serve the dishes."
"Yes." The guard nodded again and again and shouted to the second downstairs: "Come here, serve the food."
After a while, seven or eight dishes were served at the same time. Seeing how the lord and the owner of the merchant were chatting happily, the guards relaxed a little bit, and searched Xiao Er's body intentionally. There was nothing unusual, and he waved his hand and said, "Come in."
Xiao Er filed in, and the dishes were served one after another.
Fang Fan was lying on the table, and after a while, a slightly impatient voice sounded again: "Go down."
The little two immediately turned around and left the private room. Yu Feng patted a few guards on the shoulders and said with a familiar smile: "Masters don't know how long it will take to drink, why don't we just eat something in the small room next to us and wait?"
The guards glanced at each other and saw the tangled mess in the private room. They were a little tempted, and they replied hypocritically, "That's not good."
When Yu Feng saw that the little two had come out, these guards didn't notice that one was missing, closed the door with a backhand, and said with a smile, "Let's open the door, you can see at a glance whether there is anything unusual."
Today, the adults have dispatched enough people. There should be no one who can harm the adults. After thinking for a while, a few people nodded and replied: "Alright."
"Please." Yu Feng entered the small room next to them with them.
Everything in the private room returned to calm. A man in his early thirties and a clothed man stood up straight from behind the round table, bowed and shouted, "Master."
Qin Xiuzhi looked at him, and his figure was quite similar to Fang Fan. In just a moment, he was already hiding under the round table, which shows that this person is alert. Nodding his head, Qin Xiuzhi asked, "Is that you?"
The man nodded: "Yes."
"Sit down." Qin Xiuzhi neatly took out the utensils needed for Yi Rong from his waist. Fortunately, Fang Fan just took off his clothes. Speaking of this, he thought of what Fang Fan said, would the Shangjun be a woman? No, not possible. Even though he was always in denial in his heart, he couldn't help but think of Shang Jun's smooth face and thin rosy lips.
As Kong held the utensils, Qin Xiuzhi's face turned red and white. The man whispered worriedly, "Master?"
Qin Xiuzhi came back to his senses and coughed slightly awkwardly. While helping the man to disguise himself, he asked, "Do you understand Fang Fan's daily actions, tone and demeanor?" Not enough, especially the voice, tone and demeanor, etc. If there is anything that is different, it will be exposed.
The man smiled calmly and replied, "Master, don't worry, the villain has been lurking in the Shilang's mansion for a while, and he knows all about the affairs of the mansion and Fang Fan. As for the voice—"
After clearing his throat, the man said, "Master, how about you and I have another drink?"
"Well, it's vivid." Qin Xiuzhi clicked away with satisfaction, his face was almost finished, and with this voice and demeanor, he was not ten points but nine points.
After taking care of the last beard, Qin Xiuzhi smiled and said, "Okay."
Through the bright and clean glazed jade cup, the man looked at his face and then at Fang Fan who was lying on the table, he couldn't help sighing: "Master's Disguise Technique is really superb." He has also learned Disguise for a few years. However, in such a short period of time, he was really out of touch.
Qin Xiuzhi put away his utensils and said, "Quickly put on your clothes."
The man put Fang Fan down and neatly took off his clothes and put them on. Looking at the corpse on the ground, the man asked embarrassedly, "What should I do with this corpse?"
Qin Xiuzhi looked around, and the private room was empty, with no partitions, no screens, and no closets. Gently patted the table, Qin Xiuzhi sighed, how should this corpse be hidden
Suddenly, the shaking tablecloth made Qin Xiuzhi's eyes light up, and he said to the man who was stunned by the side: "Tuck him under the table." As long as they leave without any abnormality.
The man obeyed and hurriedly stuffed the body under the big round table.
After straightening his clothes, Qin Xiuzhi said, "You and them will go back to the mansion later. I will send someone to send the token back to the Shilang mansion tomorrow, and leave the body to Yu Feng to deal with."
"Yes."
Qin Xiuzhi glanced at him again, there was no flaw, and said, "Let's go."
The two walked to the door, and the man took the lead in laughing loudly: "I had a great time drinking with the villa owner today, and I will invite the villa owner to the humble house next time."
Hearing the voice, several guards quickly left the small room and opened the door, only to see the owner of the merchant folded his hands slightly, and replied, "Your Excellency, you are very kind, the merchant will definitely be here, please."
Fang Fan walked away a little and replied, "Please."
The two walked out of the private room one after the other. Before leaving, Qin Xiuzhi gave Yu Feng a wink. Yu Feng clearly walked at the end, and while they were going downstairs, he returned to the private room.
The two were talking and laughing outside the Huancui Building. Just as Qin Xiuzhi said goodbye to the man and was about to step into the carriage, several sharp arrows shot towards him.
"Be careful!" Wei Xi, who was standing outside the door, flew up, and the long sword separated the flying arrows.
Qin Xiu was startled and looked up. On the surrounding roofs, countless black shadows could be vaguely seen, and the sharp arrow in his hand was flashing with a faint cold light. Qin Xiuzhi stood still, but they did not shoot any more arrows. They looked at "Fang Fan" and asked, "What's going on?"
"Fang Fan" was stunned for a moment and shook his head again and again, but he was also at a loss.
Qin Xiuzhi frowned. Could it be found out? It's impossible, because the guards of the Shilang's Mansion who stood behind "Fang Fan" also looked alert.
When Qin Xiuyi was at a loss, a cold male voice sounded: "We are surrounded."
Qin Xiu was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Xiao Zongqing's gloomy face. Before waiting for Qin Xiuzhi to speak, Xiao Zongqing left a sentence: "Go back and talk about it." Turned around and walked into the Huancui Building.
After Qin Xiuzhi and the others returned to the Huancui Building, the dark shadow lurking on the eaves disappeared without a trace.
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Shang Shufu.
A pure black carriage was parked in a dark alley not far from the Shangshu Mansion. Beside the carriage, the young coachman squatted at the entrance of the alley, watching the surroundings vigilantly. A man in plain clothes walked past the coachman and suddenly threw a piece of black cloth into the coachman's hand.
The curtain was lifted, and He Shaohua rushed in happily, handed the thing in his hand to Yuhan excitedly, and said, "Master, the token has been delivered."
Yuhan shook the token tightly, opened the curtain, a beam of moonlight shot into the car, and the lustrous brilliance shone on the token, you could clearly see the fine patterns and every tiny groove on it. It cannot be imitated. After confirming that the token in his hand is indeed genuine, Yu Xin said, "Hurry up and let's go in."
"Yes!" He Shaohua got out of the car and sat next to He Cheng, lightly whipping his horse whip, the carriage ran out of the dark alley and drove towards the main entrance of Shangshu's Mansion.
On the tower in front of Shangshu Mansion, a dazzling white figure stood proudly, like a ghost.
"Master, here they come."
He gently shook the bright red folding fan in his hand, the black iron mask shone with a cold silver light, and the hoarse voice sounded coldly in the moonlit night, like a cat catching a mouse: "No hurry, wait for them to go in and grab it in another urn. turtle."
"Yes." The man in black didn't dare to say more, and immediately retreated.
Before the carriage approached the Shangshu Mansion, it was stopped by the guards and shouted, "Who is coming?"
He Cheng, who had already changed his face, replied loudly, "Fang Fan, the servant of the Ministry of Personnel."
Hearing that it was Fang Fan, the guard immediately stopped his arrogance and replied, "It's Mr. Fang! Please show your token."
He Cheng was about to send the token, and a bone-penetrating nail shot straight in his direction, embedded in the wall of the carriage. The guard was startled and shouted, "There are assassins!" For a while, the front of the Shangshu Mansion was in chaos.
He Cheng was also shocked, and when he looked back, he saw Qi Fenghua with a group of men, chasing after him, and shouting to him, "There is an ambush, hurry up!"
"Go." In the carriage, Yuhan's calm voice came. He Chengyi met, raised his whip fiercely, and the carriage galloped away in the opposite direction.
Watching the carriage leave, the man in black asked softly, "Master?"
"It's him?" He had a deep memory of the through-the-bone nail and that young face.
I didn't look for you, but you came to my door. The man in white swept away the lazy look just now, caressed the wound on his right arm, pointed to Qi Fenghua at the front, and said coldly in a hoarse voice: "Chase! That person, I want to live."
"Yes." The man in black bowed and retreated, and several black shadows swept away in the direction of the carriage.