Facing the housekeeper, Wen Qingzhu's face was as dark as water and he did not answer immediately.
Two hours ago, according to Zuotang's news, Wen Qingzhu discovered that Zhao Lin had a big problem.
He quietly sent people to investigate Zhao's house and found that there were private soldiers ambushing Zhao's house inside and outside.
A rough calculation showed that there were a thousand soldiers surrounding the Zhao family.
Wen Qingzhu already knew how much was inside without having to investigate.
Without any hesitation, she immediately sent Zuo Binning away, and while bringing messages to Yunzhou and Dezhou, she prepared to contact the Lu family's private soldiers.
What he didn't expect was to be stopped directly by the Zhao family's steward at the door of the Lu family.
It all happened so fast that she had no time to react.
"My lord, we don't have much time. Why don't you go with the younger one? The general is still waiting for you." The butler urged again, his expression becoming more and more impatient.
Wen Qingzhu stared at him and suddenly laughed: "Okay, I'll follow you there."
She raised her hand and made a gesture to Beidou behind her.
When he came down to take up the reins, a figure passed behind the butler, and then a bloodstain appeared on his neck.
With a thud, the housekeeper fell to the ground.
His eyes were wide open and he looked dead.
All the soldiers behind the steward took a step back, quickly grasped the weapons in their hands, raised them, and were ready to take action at any time.
Wen Qingzhu raised his chin slightly and said to them contemptuously: "If your general really has the quantity, come and invite me yourself."
After saying this, she took Zuotang directly into the Lu family.
After closing the courtyard door, Lu Shu was actually here!
"Sister Lu Shu, why are you here? Aren't you from Yunzhou?" Wen Qingzhu was very worried.
"My father asked me to come back. I just got home and learned about that boy Zhao Lin's actions. Don't worry, you will be fine as long as I am here." Lu Shu patted the back of her hand with a firm look in her eyes.
After following Lu Shu into the house, Wen Qingzhu found that the house was full of people.
They were wearing military uniforms. Although they were wearing armor, there were some slight differences from the uniform clothes of Qi soldiers.
"Master Wen, they are all sons and daughters of our Lu family. You wait here and I will lead them to protect Dingyuan!"
Lu Shu picked up the sword on the table and turned to look out the door, preparing to leave with the others.
When passing in front of Wen Qingzhu, Lu Shu was grabbed.
"What's wrong?" Lu Shu was very surprised.
Looking up, Wen Qingzhu said with a serious expression: "Master Zuo and I have roughly calculated how many soldiers the Zhao family has, and they are definitely no less than three thousand. How many people are there on your side?"
"There are a thousand people inside the city, and the rest are outside the city." Lu Shu also became serious.
But she didn't understand: "Why does Zhao Lin have so many people in his hands? Aren't all the Zhao family's armies in charge of Zhao Qing?"
Wen Qingzhu held his hand and said with a serious expression: "Maybe Zhao Lin has been planning for this day a long time ago."
"Zhao Lin just sent someone to invite me. If he really wants to rebel, he will definitely come in person. We don't have to worry for the time being. On the contrary, it's you, don't expose your strength as soon as possible now."
Lu Shu picked up the sword in her hand: "I am the daughter of the Lu family. I was born to protect my family and the country. How could I let you go to Zhao Lin's place!"
"I'm not going to die, but I'm trying to outwit him." Wen Qingzhu walked up to her and whispered several words into her ear.
After listening, Lu Shu frowned slightly: "Isn't this too risky? Are you really—"
"Shh!" Wen Qingzhu looked around and motioned for her not to say anything.
It wasn't that Wen Qingzhu suspected who was the undercover, but that the fewer people knew about their plan, the better.
After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Shu thought of Yonghe Pass and finally nodded.
In the highest attic of the Lu family.
Wen Qingzhu looked in the direction of Yongheguan, and the voices there seemed to have become quieter.
Under normal circumstances, battle reports are usually sent in a steady stream.
It has been almost an hour since she received a battle report from Fu Lie, and she is afraid that the entrance to the city gate has been controlled by Zhao Lin.
There was a voice coming upstairs from behind, and Zuotang's voice appeared behind him: "Sir, Miss Lu, the Yongheguan side has resisted three waves of attacks from the White Wolf Tribe. So far, we have basically no damage, but it seems that the White Wolf Tribe side The strength was preserved and there were no large-scale casualties.”
Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw that Zuotang looked a little tired.
If she didn't trust many people now, Wen Qingzhu wouldn't let him do the hard work of sending messages.
"Thank you, Master Zuo. Is there still no movement over there at Zhao Lin?" Wen Qingzhu turned his head and looked in the direction of the Zhao family. It was always quiet over there.
At this moment, in the Zhao family lobby.
Zhao Lin, who was sitting in the main seat, looked very ugly. The person next to him on both sides was Tao Wanwan, a man in black wearing a cloak.
In the middle of the main room is a spy who has just sent back the news from Yongheguan.
"Get out!" Zhao Lin slapped the table at his hand hard and roared.
The spy was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
When he turned around, he saw blood stains on the ground spreading behind the partition.
He quietly looked up and saw three corpses lying inside, wearing the same clothes as him.
This scene frightened the spy so much that he walked even faster.
When the spy left, Tao Wanwan was restless and kept touching his fat neck: "General Zhao, I am just a businessman. I have done everything I should do. I don't know how to march and fight."
Zhao Lin looked sideways and said coldly: "Aren't you from Jiang Yuancheng? Why, he asked you to help me solve the real estate and private soldier matters, but he didn't tell you what to do next?"
"Aren't these my fields and I've been here all the time? I haven't had time to contact the young master yet, why don't I go and contact the young master now?" Tao Wanwan asked tentatively.
Before Zhao Lin could say anything, the man in black opposite him spoke gloomily: "Boss Tao, at this time, you have been targeted by Wen Qingzhu. Do you think you can escape?"
Looking at the person opposite, a chill ran down Tao Wanwan's spine. He was more afraid of the man opposite him than Zhao Lin.
From just now, he has been encouraging Zhao Lin to ask Wen Qingzhu to come over and invite you to the urn.
Tao Wanwan had no other abilities, but his sense of danger was extremely sensitive.
He immediately retorted: "My lord, there are some things I shouldn't say more, but you have said so, so I have to say a few words."
The man in black seemed to smile and raised his hand to signal him.
Zhao Lin, who was in charge, also looked over, waiting for his words.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead and fell on his collar, making it wet in a circle.
Tao Wanwan didn't care who won between Qi and the Huns. As long as he made money, he didn't care about anything.
After adjusting his mentality, Tao Wanwan began to speak seriously: "When I was in Yunzhou before, I was also targeted. That Lord Wen seemed to be full of hatred for our young master. We might as well take advantage of this, Wen Your Excellency will naturally come over obediently, and there is no need for General Zhao to come forward."
"Use Jiang Yuancheng? How do you want to use it?" Zhao Lin became interested. It seems that Tao Wanwan is more useful than imagined.
The man in black was also silent. He seemed to be considering the feasibility of this issue.
Seeing that none of them refuted, Tao Wanwan became more confident and took out a small box from his sleeve.
However, he did not open it, but said directly: "What is contained here is the personal belongings of Mr. Wen's son who died in infancy. As long as I send it over, she will definitely come over."
The man in black raised his head, revealing half of his pale face, as if to confirm the authenticity of this thing.
Zhao Lin also knew about Wen Qingzhu's son.
He didn't understand something: "Could it be that the death of the young prince had anything to do with your young master?"
"This is natural." Tao Wanwan didn't know at all, but now in order to survive, he didn't care what was true or false.
The man in black nodded unexpectedly: "Okay."
In less than a quarter of an hour, someone from the Lu family came to invite Wen Qingzhu, saying that someone wanted to see her and gave her a box.
"What?" Wen Qingzhu was very confused. Zhao Lin didn't come. Could it be that he noticed something
The person who reported it opened the box, revealing a small silver bracelet on the road.
This style looks-
Wen Qingzhu stepped forward, grabbed the box, and stared at the silver bracelet, becoming more and more excited.
Lu Shu, who was next to her, felt something was wrong and stepped forward to hold her shoulders: "Qingzhu!"
"Where is he? Take me there!" Wen Qingzhu's eyes suddenly turned scarlet and bloodshot, which looked very scary.
Lu Shu walked up to her in two steps and stopped her: "Qingzhu! Where are you going?"
She turned back and asked the person: "Who is that person outside?"
At this moment, Zuotang hurried over: "Sir! The person here is Tao Baiwan! But he escaped!"
Hearing this name, Wen Qingzhu calmed down a little.
Looking down at the silver bracelet inside the box, his face looked strangely quiet.
She put the box away and said to Lu Shu, "I'm fine. It seems that an old friend has been taken advantage of."
"Are you really okay?" Lu Shu didn't tremble when she heard her voice. She didn't look like someone who was okay at all.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment and said, "It seems that Zhao Lin doesn't dare to come over and wants me to go there in person, so I'll go there."
"This is different from the plan just now." Lu Shu refused.
The look of Wen Qingzhu in front of her made her very worried.
But Wen Qingzhu wanted to leave, and no one could stop her.
In order not to worry Lu Shu too much, Wen Qingzhu explained to Lian Biao: "Don't worry, I will give them a little surprise here."
Two quarters of an hour later, Wen Qingzhu arrived at the Zhao family lobby.
When Zhao Lin saw the person coming, he immediately stood up because Wen Qingzhu came alone.
The man in black who was sitting looked sideways, feeling very surprised.
Wen Qingzhu walked over slowly and sat directly where Tao Baiwan was sitting before.
Seeing that Zhao Lin was still standing, he raised his hand and said, "Sit down."
As soon as she said this, it was as if she was the owner here.
Zhao Lin felt very uneasy. When he sat down, he seemed to have forgotten the height of the chair, and a thud shook his whole body.
He subconsciously looked at the man in black, only to find that the man in black had his head lowered, his hands clasped under his cloak, and he seemed unwilling to speak.
Wen Qingzhu turned to look at Zhao Lin: "I'm here. If you have anything to say, just say it. If it's reasonable, I'll agree to it. If it's not reasonable..."
Her face turned gloomy, and a strange arc slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Then you have to promise me."
Zhao Lin subconsciously wanted to ask and answer you, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt something was wrong, so he quickly gritted his teeth and stopped.
There was an eerie silence in the room. The man in black lowered his head even further and his body seemed to be curling up.
This scene made Zhao Lin panic.
If Wen Qingzhu was not here, he would definitely ask the man in black what happened
"What’s wrong with you?"
Wen Qingzhu's voice was cold and lonely, and he appeared in the room suddenly.
Zhao Lin was startled, but the man in black lowered his head even more.
At this time, Wen Qingzhu stood up slowly, walked towards the man in black, and asked at the same time: "What's wrong with you?"
Repeated words are like a stone hammer hitting people's hearts.