Jiangdu is now in chaos.
First, local commanders headed by Qin Yan, Bi Shiduo and others imprisoned Gao Pian.
However, some of the Yangzhou generals, led by Gao, who were close to and loyal to Gao Pian, expressed extreme dissatisfaction with this.
Then Qin Yan entered the worship building first and was about to take the property gathered by Gao Pian for himself, but suddenly he found that most of the property was missing, with only seven or eight out of ten missing, which made him very angry.
But in the eyes of other town commanders, this guy was clearly trying to play the thief crying "stop thief" and didn't want to take out the property and divide it equally among everyone.
Therefore, Qin Yan was completely alienated from other town generals. Even his good friend Bi Shiduo secretly advised him not to keep all the money and property for himself, but in fact, he had no way to defend himself.
Regarding the loss of property in the worship building, the rebel commander instantly split into two groups. The promise of "sharing the hard times and happiness" was gone in the blink of an eye.
Qin Yan's actions made most of the town commanders lose their trust in him; coupled with a group of people headed by Gao, the three groups were suspicious of each other and secretly on guard. The situation was unprecedentedly tense, and the city of Jiangdu was in a panic and on the verge of breaking out.
At the same time, a strange thing happened in Yangzhou City and the entire Yangzhou area.
Every other night, nearly a thousand households would suddenly find a few more bags of grain or even a few taels of silver in their homes for no apparent reason.
Especially those families whose members have martyrs who died on the battlefield received more, followed by those families who could not make ends meet and had no means to survive.
This strange thing lasted for nearly a month, and as many as 20,000 to 30,000 households benefited from it. Many people got out of their difficulties and had the capital to continue to survive.
This kind of event, which was similar to the appearance of gods and the falling of pie from the sky, was once passed down by good-hearted and kind-hearted people as a blessing from the gods. They even called it the Night God and made black statues of the god out of clay at home and worshiped it.
The people all said that this was a good omen sent down from heaven, as the evil had been eradicated.
In fact, all of this had nothing to do with auspiciousness. Zhu Li personally supervised the ghost warriors to deliver the goods secretly. More than 200 ghost warriors would go out several times every night, and almost all the food they bought and the silver they exchanged were delivered to the rescue.
The night is always sad and beautiful.
Snowy nights were praised endlessly by the ancients, leaving behind countless meaningful poems.
But whether it is an ordinary long night or a beautiful snowy night, it is the best time for tragedy to break out.
In the residence of General Wang Lang, after tossing and turning on the woman's belly, Wang Lang fell into a deep sleep like a dead pig.
The snoring, which was louder and more boomy than firecrackers, came one after another, making it difficult for some people to fall asleep. Some people even found something like cotton and stuffed it into their ears just to block out the sound of the thousand firecrackers.
Therefore, from the outside, the entire palace was quiet, as if everyone had fallen asleep and was wandering in the arms of Zhou Gong.
Two dark figures dressed in black and wearing ghost masks appeared on the street. They carefully avoided the layers of sentries on the long street and the patrolling guards who were constantly coming and going. They turned into two silent streams of green smoke and sneaked into Wang Lang's mansion.
These two people were none other than Jing Ming and the deputy captain of a ghost-faced warrior. After more than a month of hard swordsmanship training, everyone's progress was immediate, and the leaders made even greater progress.
After many days of investigation, observation,
As well as the visits, the two of them already knew the layout of Wang Lang's mansion clearly. They transformed themselves into two ghosts under the cover of night, and easily sneaked into the inner courtyard of the mansion, and then silently broke into Wang Lang's bedroom.
In the bedroom, the deputy captain was guarding the door, watching the movements around vigilantly, while Jing Ming took out a sheathed dagger from his arms and slowly approached Wang Lang, who was sleeping like a pig on the bed.
In the dark room, a cold knife light flashed and then slashed towards Wang Lang's neck.
Assassination is a dangerous and bloody thing, but it still has a unique charm.
When Jing Ming's dagger drew a graceful arc and cut Wang Lang's throat silently without a drop of blood, his movements were very beautiful, like a dragonfly skimming across the water, or a rainbow across the clear sky. Everything was so natural, so harmonious, and full of natural beauty.
He sheathed his sword and the snoring stopped.
The two of them remained standing there, waiting for a moment, until they were sure that Wang Lang would never wake up again and had already passed away, and then they quietly retreated the same way they came.
The next day, throughout Jiangdu, following the incident at the Worship Tower, another major news broke out.
Just last night, Wang Lang, a veteran general of Gao Pian and one of Gao's most loyal supporters, died tragically in his own home. His death was so quiet that no one, not even gods or ghosts, could detect it.
Jiangdu exploded, and a single stone caused a thousand waves. The generals from all parties stationed in Jiangdu felt insecure, and suddenly a tremendous anger and endless suspicion arose.
That night, Gao Pian's adopted son, the general of Hailing Town, was suffocated to death in the bathtub while taking a bath.
Qin Yan, who had always been lawless and unscrupulous, was attacked by countless arrows while drinking and having fun in the garden of his mansion. Although his guards and generals fought desperately to save him, he was poisoned and was beyond help.
Most of the hundreds of assassins who tried to kill Qin Yan escaped in time, and those who were unfortunately caught immediately bit their tongues to commit suicide. There were no clues to follow, but through some clues, the finger was pointed at Gao.
At the same time, Bi Shiduo, Zheng Hanzhang and others who were gathered together were suddenly poisoned. If the witch Wang Fengxian had not happened to be by their side, instantly identified the toxic composition and quickly gave them antidote pills, their fate would probably not be much better than that of Ba and Qin Yan.
Just one day after this incident, Gao Pian's nephew Gao, a young man who was supported by many town commanders and was about to succeed Gao Pian in governing Yangzhou, had his bedroom suddenly catch fire while he was sleeping. When his close guards came to rescue him, they were killed one by one by unfamiliar guards wearing the same standard armor.
In the end, everyone was in danger. They all watched the fire grow bigger and bigger, but no one dared to take a step beyond the line. Gao and his concubine were burned to charcoal under the watchful eyes of their close guards and generals.
After the death of Gao, Qin Yan and Wang Lang, Bi Shiduo forcefully took over their command and took control of the four gates of Jiangdu. While suppressing the town commanders with evil intentions, he took out the few remaining treasures in the offering building and divided them equally among the town commanders of all parties.
Jiangdu arrived on December 15th in such chaos and bloodshed.
In the morning, the sun rose in the east and the full moon was still there, and there seemed to be two suns in the sky, which caused many people to feel uneasy.
In the former Gao Pian's mansion, Bi Shiduo, Zheng Hanzhang, Zhang Shenjian, Zhu Li and others gathered together. Facing the current situation, Bi Shiduo and others looked worried. Bi Shiduo slowly said: "How should we deal with Gao Pian? Should we imprison him for life
Zhang Shenjian and Zheng Hanzhang had complicated expressions. After all, they were all soldiers led by Gao Pian. If they took extreme actions against Gao Pian, they would definitely be criticized.
But if they kept Gao Pian imprisoned like this, they themselves would not feel at ease. Deep down, these people still had a trace of fear towards Gao Pian. That was the inevitable result of Gao Pian's long-accumulated power.
As a result, several people looked at the witch Wang Fengxian at the same time. Every time at this time, Wang Fengxian could give the most correct instructions. Over time, these people believed in the witch without a doubt.
The expressions of this group of people made Zhu Li frown, but he didn't know what to say.
However, Zhu Li had a very bad impression of the witch Wang Fengxian. After all, a witch had once assassinated him.
This is secondary. After all, he can't hate everyone just because someone with a similar profession has tried to assassinate him.
The problem was that he had the thoughts of later generations and didn't believe in these superstitious things at all. Looking at Wang Fengxian's extremely sacred and charlatan look, he wanted to slap her twice immediately.
However, he did not put it into action in the end. After all, he had no grudge against the other person. Fortune-telling was also a way of life. He could choose not to believe in it, but that would not prevent others from believing in it.
Facing everyone's gazes, Wang Fengxian remained calm, as if she had expected it. She stretched out her hand and took out six copper coins. She clasped her hands together, held the coins in them, shook them three times, and suddenly threw them onto the table.
“Hua La, Hu La…”
Six copper coins kept rolling until they all stopped. Then Wang Fengxian looked over attentively with a pious look.
As soon as her eyes touched the table, they suddenly shrank and her expression suddenly became extremely solemn. She said in a trembling voice: "Kun above and Li below, the sun sinks into the earth, this is the Mingyi hexagram."
"Li means fire, fire is the sun, Kun means earth, the earth is above the sun, this is the worst hexagram."
"Today is a day of warning from the heavens. In the morning, two suns appeared in competition with each other in the sky. This combination is a sign of bad things. If the general is asking about the future, this is a sign that the two rulers cannot coexist. One of them must be defeated, otherwise Yangzhou will be in great disaster."
Upon hearing this, Bi Shiduo's expression changed drastically. Wang Fengxian had told fortunes for him many times and helped him through countless disasters. He believed in Wang Fengxian's words without a doubt and naturally would not think that the other party would deceive him.
Wang Fengxian observed the expression on his face and knew what was going on. He pretended to be earnest and continued, "General, you must act decisively, sacrifice Gao Pian alive, cultivate virtue internally, and bide your time. Only then can we avoid the disaster in Yangzhou. Please make a decision as soon as possible."
Bi Shiduo frowned and looked at Zhang Shenjian and Zheng Hanzhang respectively, thinking to himself that since he and Gao Pian could not coexist, the person who should die could not be him, Bi Shiduo. In this case, Gao Pian had no choice but to die.
Zhang Shenjian and Zheng Hanzhang also admired Wang Fengxian's ability. From Bi Shiduo's point of view, there were some things they had to do even if they didn't want to.
They never thought that this witch who had always worked hard was now trying to use them to get rid of Gao Pian. The Mingyi hexagram responsibilities gentlemen in this world, and they don't care about things that cannot coexist. Wang Fengxian was clearly half true and half false, and was fooling Bi Shiduo and others.
Zhu Li wanted to speak out to expose this charlatan, but when he looked at Chen Gong next to him, his red eyes, and thought about the grudge between him and Gao Pian, he could only sigh and stop there. This was Gao Pian's own fault, so let him pay for it himself.