When the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant in August, the Chengdu Plain was still fighting hard, and many rumors spread from the south of the Yangtze River to Bianjing along the canal.
When a woman is in power, the rooster rules the morning. Ling Qingyu's usurpation of power is the root of all military disasters, and his people are even more dissolute. From the top to the generals and high officials to the guards, the subordinates are all bloodthirsty. First, there was the act of exterminating the family and the family by the Raksha army, and then there was the assassination of the dark walkers. How can such an unrighteous and unclean person sit in such a high position.
Rumors spread to the land of Bianjing, the Central Plains, and Chang'an, causing layers of undercurrents, and various speculations emerged.
"Father!" Fan Zheng rushed into the study, his eyes swept over the uncles in the study, and he asked urgently, "Is the Fan family involved in these rumors?"
"Nephew's words are far from enough, how can they be called rumors?" Second Master Fan replied calmly, stroking his white beard.
Fan Zheng bowed to several people in the room, still looking at old Mrs. Fan, he said: "Father, the Fan family has been ordered to go to the peace talks this time, what is the result of the peace talks?"
"Zheng'er, my Fan family is also a century-old family, heir to poetry and etiquette, you should also know what loyalty, benevolence and filial piety are, and what the Ling family has done, can I tolerate it?" Old Master Fan pointed his finger on the book case, his tone Sternly reprimanded.
"Nephew, we're just helping He Li. That woman Ling Qingyu has such a reputation, so He Li can just pull her off the stage and go up on her own?" Mr. Fan San laughed.
"Then what?" Fan Zheng turned his head blankly and said, "Then those who support Ling Qingyu, such as Ye Shiyi of the Rakshasa Army, will definitely not quit, and split up with He Li and go on a crusade?"
"I just don't know, will He Li's army of one million win or Ye Shiyi's army of 100,000 Rakshasa win?" Second Grandpa Fan looked at his elder brother with a smile on his face.
"Father, the land under the jurisdiction of the Ling family is not closed at night and the roads are not picked up. The people are rich and full of taxes and taxes. A few years after the reunification of the world, it must be in a state of prosperity. The country is rich and the people are strong. Such a prospect, why do you have to destroy it? Be it Zhao Mingliang or Tang Wang, who can achieve this? Is the future of this country important, or... "
A crackling sound interrupted Fan Zhengzhi's words, and the old man Fan said angrily: "Niety! You voted for the Ling family back then, and I can forgive you as a last resort. How can you still say such words now? Isn't this achievement also due to the power of our family? As long as we can hold the power, then the world will only be better, and there will be no more things that let women go out and show their faces!"
His face was slapped to one side, and Fan Zheng smiled wryly: "Father really thinks those rumors are useful? Ling Qingyu has been the home of the Ling family for more than ten years. What kind of person is she? Don't those common people know? They are all aristocratic and powerful families full of crimes. The people can only applaud, so how can they feel disgusted? As for the assassins, hehe, father, is there any evidence and facts to make people believe that those people exist? Father, not only can you do this. If she goes into the water, the Fan family will be plunged into death, and Ye Shiyi kills people, but he never leaves a single one alive."
The faces of the three of them paled slightly, Second Master Fan coughed and said, "This matter is mainly caused by the Fu family, and people from the Zhang family in Huai'an are also involved, so it has nothing to do with us..."
"If we talk about evidence, it's not without it..." Mr. Fan San narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly: "But we have to work out this matter. Since the woman is acting like she respects the inheritance of etiquette, she is right. This matter has to be dealt with, let's see, what will she say then?!"
"Father, I have already applied to Mr. Zhu to go back to Hedong Road to be the magistrate of Taiyuan. Tomorrow, I will not bid farewell to the elders." With a deep salute, Fan Zheng turned around and left.
A group of old stubborn! Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Fan Zheng slammed his fist on the tree trunk, and then walked towards his own yard covering his painful hand, only knowing his own interests and disregarding the interests of this country, the family, the family has fallen to this point! Fan Ye, it's better if you see clearly. I hope we can preserve the inheritance of the Fan family...
"Those old wretches! They shouldn't have been spared in the first place!" Punching on the wall, Ying Qi said angrily.
Glancing at the hole in the wall, Yan Yi said calmly: "It's the same for killing now."
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do it now. If we send it up ourselves, then the master's crime will be confirmed." Ying Shi turned a small knife in his hand, turned to look at Ying Shisan, and said, "What do you think? ?”
"Ten, how many people in the south of the Yangtze River can we use?" The autumn sunlight leaked through the gaps in the trees, casting colorful shadows on Ying Shisan's face, his slightly closed eyelids concealed all the emotions in his eyes.
"Zhao Mingliang didn't touch our roots, but he damaged some of the people who were following him. It's just that shopkeeper Cai is in danger. Let's send someone to pick him up first?" Ying Ten asked after glancing at him.
"Get ready, He Li will attack Jiangnan before the end of the year." Ying Shisan's words stunned the other three, and Ying Qi said excitedly: "So Chengdu will definitely be captured? Look at those What else can people think!"
Ying Shisan smiled coldly, and said: "Ye Shishi returned to Yuzhou last month, and the Raksha army he left in Chuzhou also took away, so those people thought it was between Shishi and He Li. There are disagreements, making these rumors, isn't it just to give the ladder to He Li?"
Ye Shiyi, the few of them looked at each other, and tacitly stopped mentioning this person's name.
"However, I always feel that they should have other tricks. Although these rumors are indeed bad for the master's reputation, they have no real effect. We just need to publicize what the master has done over the years and it will be broken. For the Murong family, it’s not just such tricks.” Ying Shi said in a deep voice.
The last move... The most lethal thing is naturally that. At that time, who ran away? Ying Shisan stood up straight, and said: "Yan Yi Ying Qi, keep an eye on Fan Fu Zhang's family, and move later, I'm afraid they will come out soon."
"Understood!" After answering, Yan Yi and Ying Qi left the courtyard.
Seeing the shadow on Ying Shisan's face, Ying Shi frowned and said, "San Shisan, what are you thinking?"
"Ten, these days, you have taken Ye Po to familiarize yourself with the affairs of going down the Red Mansion." Ying Shisan's voice was flat, but the uneasiness in Ying Shi's heart suddenly turned into suspicion. He grabbed Ying Shisan's arm and said anxiously: " Thirteen, what are you going to do?"
"Ten, my health is already very bad." Ying Shisan smiled lightly and said, "After I was injured last time, not only my kung fu was cut in half, but my heart and lungs are also bad. , Honestly speaking, with my current skill, who can I suppress?"
"You are the heir designated by Master Qi. Besides, what we rely on now is brains rather than brute force. If we talk about martial arts..."
Ying Shisan chuckled, interrupted Ying Shi's words, and said: "Ten, let's not be so naive, let's not talk about others, just Yan Yi and his gang, if they know that I am not good at martial arts, will they still be like this? Not to mention those people in the ground group! Ye Po is now in the top ten in martial arts, even though he usually doesn't speak, he knows everything in his heart, and most importantly, that kid is absolutely loyal to his master, so it is the most suitable to take over the red building. "
"Is it really just because of poor health?" Ying Shi looked at him suspiciously. Ying Shisan's martial arts had always been the worst, but his brain was unmatched by anyone. When Yan Qi was around, he would participate After he has fully grasped the internal planning of the Red Mansion, after he takes over the entire Red Mansion, he has integrated the Red Mansion into a tightly hierarchical organization. Even if he is not good at martial arts, no one below will have any objections.
"Ten, if I die, you can help Ye Po more, there is no one else by my master's side."
Ying Shisan's tone was light, and his voice was so weak that it seemed to melt into the air with the strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in an instant.
A new cluster of daisies was planted in the yard, and it was blooming beautifully. Clusters of small golden flowers swayed with the wind in the night and made a subtle sound, which made the autumn colors come alive immediately.
Such a nimble posture made Ling Qingyu, who was yawning and walking from the study to the bedroom, stand still, and smiled as he looked at the flowers.
"Do you like it?" Ying Shisan lifted the door curtain, put his arms around her waist from behind, followed her gaze, and smiled.
"Well, but you changed the original precious orchid, I'm afraid Mr. Zhu will say it again tomorrow." Ling Qingyu smiled. Compared with the delicate orchid, she prefers this kind of wild chrysanthemum that blooms enthusiastically and vigorously. It's just that she is lazy, and she always looks at what other people grow, and she doesn't take the initiative to make a sound. However, with Shadow Thirteen, it won't be long before she will be surrounded by things she really likes.
"Well, I saw that he liked it so much, so I sent the replaced ones to his house." Ying Shisan laughed.
Uh! Zhu Weili likes orchids, but he is allergic to orchids, Ying Shisan, are you sure you are not revenge for him saying that you are reckless
Seeing the teasing smile on her lips, Ying Shisan narrowed his eyes like crescent moons, grinned, then pushed her in, and said in a low voice: "Good nights are short, go to bed early."