C39

Above the smoky Yangtze River, the morning mist was swirling. The men of the Pingyi Faction left Zhenjiang Mansion. Under the cover of the morning fog, a speedboat had been sailing at full speed for a long time. It took them a long time to get on board it. The surface of the river was rough and rough, with a great momentum. Surprisingly, the river water was cold to the bone, just like Zhao Xiangyang's current state of mind.

He had still underestimated the power and decisiveness of Bei Hongda, he thought that Hong Jingtao was just a good-for-nothing, but in reality, he was not the commander in chief. After so many days of continuous movement, the Pingyi Faction had been forced into retreat. He had to go up to Yangzhou to see someone. Hall Master Dongfang Wei of the Fulin Pavilion's Pingyuan Palace.

Today, Zhao Xiangyang and his men, all in black cloaks and cloaks, all steadied their breathing and got off the dock. They quietly got on some of the carriages that had been waiting for them for a long time. They moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, all of them got in. If someone were to walk past them, they would be surprised to see that these people's movements were as light as ghosts and ghosts. The moment they turned around, these people disappeared as if they had never appeared before.

He didn't know how many streets and alleys he had passed through, but it seemed as if he had taken a few turns and split up. Even people with obsessive-compulsive disorder would be at a loss as to which carriage was occupied by Zhao Xiangyang himself. In fact, it was impossible to follow a horse carriage through the fog of the early morning. Except for local people who were familiar with the environment, they would not be lost in the crisscrossing streets. So, Zhao Xiangyang dispelled his doubts and looked forward to the following conversation with Dongfang Yin.

The sky was breaking and the morning breeze blew across his skin, but there was still a little bit of cold. Dongfang Yin had already received the news and was waiting inside Zhi Wei Restaurant as promised. He let the servants heat up a few cups of wine and a few appetizers. The two of them embraced each other. For so many years, they had been good friends that didn't need to speak much. They greeted each other warmly and exchanged a few simple words of greeting.

At this moment, Chen Sinian came in to report after they had finished their breakfast. Dongfang Wei nodded and said: "You did well. Many spies played tricks with him. Hong Jinglang is truly bold, daring to cause trouble on my land. Since they dared to follow us, we shall let them pay a price to preserve our memory. " Chen Sinian accepted the order and went to arrange it.

Yangzhou East Pass Street was located beside the ancient canal. The sky had just brightened, and the market in the city had begun to surge with people. The vegetable shops were all open for business after a while. The two waiters in front of the store had a scoundrelly look to them as they looked around. Just now, they had followed the horse carriage all the way until they disappeared into the distance. Doubtful, they nodded and decided to stay put and wait to see what was going on.

At this moment, two or three men slowly approached the two of them. Seeing the situation, the two knew that they had been exposed, so they didn't say anything and turned around to flee. Who would have thought that they would be blocked halfway? How could they let them go so easily? One of them suddenly staggered and felt a sharp pain in his right leg. When he finally reacted, it was as if a gourd rolled and fell on the ground, causing him to tumble down. He tried to get up, but was stopped by a few tubes and ended up being beaten to death.

The leader of these people had a fierce-looking face. He was the deacon of the Pingyuan Palace, Jia Xianglu. He shouted angrily, "You little bastard, you really have the guts to cover the sky!" To even dare to steal from my Pingyuan Palace, I really don't know how to write the word 'dead'. Men, cripple him! I let him steal, let him steal! " He heard a mournful scream. The man covered his mangled hands and wailed in pain, "You're spitting blood! When did I steal your things?! Is there any justice left in this world? "

"If you didn't steal it, then why are you running!? "A guilty thief, bring him back to me and torture him!" The leader sneered.

The other attendant was scared out of his wits and panicked. He knocked over numerous stalls' objects, but was kicked to the ground and held on tightly. Jia Ru Lu walked over and viciously said, "Aren't you running pretty fast? You want to run after stealing something? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? "Tell me, what exactly did you steal?"

"Damn it!" This manservant was so wronged that he was crying. It was even worse than Dou Er. He lamented, "Spare me, hero! We really didn't steal anything! "

"Then why are you running!" Jia Wei Lu snorted, he turned his hand and slapped, then shouted angrily: "Which thief would admit to stealing things? Look at the prisoners, 9 out of 10 of them say they are innocent, but did you get someone else to agree to it?" It was perfectly justified to repay the debt with money and to pay with one's life. Misdeeds should be punished. Since you don't want to admit it, then we'll help you think about what you've stolen? Brothers, search this place! "

Very quickly, the people below took out a few wallets from their bodies. Under everyone's eyes, the evidence was irrefutable.

Jia Wei Lu then said in a low voice: "That's all. Everyone tell us, what other things did you lose?"

The men behind him all slapped their chests in order to testify. Some said that their family had been robbed of ten taels of silver, while some even lost their wives' undergarments. As he spoke of the accumulated anger of the crowd, he surrounded the two thieves and pointed at them while discussing. Such a disgrace, such a despicable character. He even stole women's undergarments. He must teach them a good lesson.

At this moment, the two were crossing the street like rats. Everyone was shouting and fighting, so no one could argue with them. The leader arrogantly marched the two spies down the street. The market was in an uproar. Everyone was clamoring to watch as they discussed and applauded. Some even threw stones and eggs along the way, almost causing the two to break down.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Jia Ru Lu brought them back to the Pingyuan Palace and asked coldly, "Speak, who sent you here?"

The hall master of Pingyuan Palace, Dongfang Yin, was in his prime. He was in his forties, had thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, a tough face with a short beard, and a faint smile on his face. The person who could see him smile was either a friend or someone of status, a sign of closeness. He stroked his beard, enjoying the feeling of that short, thick, and hard beard in his hands. His eyes shone brightly, and he said in a deep voice, "People of famous sects are becoming more and more restless. He had followed them all the way here with evil intentions. I've already had it dealt with. The dangers of the martial arts world were as dangerous as treading on thin ice. He had no choice but to be cautious. Brother Xiangyang, why have you come here today? "

"How can you allow others to sleep when you're lying on the side?" Zhao Xiangyang went straight to the point, saying, "For a Qin Yue'er, we must make a big move. We must have all the experts in Zhenjiang City. According to what I know, Gongsun Yi, the Heaven and Earth Palm Xiong Aokun, the Aurora Sword Zhao Jiannan, the Quick Blade Sect's Sect Leader Sun Ji, and the Raging Stink Fire Tong have brought their troops together. If it was just to capture Qin Yue'er, then it's fine. Brother Dongfang, you have to be on guard! "

Dongfang Yin's nose became heavy and his eyes shined as he looked at him. He clenched his teeth and sighed: "Since ancient times, before the army, food has always been on the front line. Brother Xiangyang probably didn't know that after last year's calamity at the Fortune Pavilion, the Qi family had suffered a heavy blow. Their warehouse was extremely empty, and they had no choice but to remove all their manpower to pawn some property to maintain their businesses. Yangzhou was the northern gate of the Fortune Pavilion. It consumed a great deal of gold and silver to maintain its military might, and it cost a great deal of gold and silver to maintain local affairs. To be honest, the Fortune Pavilion was empty of funds, so it was better not to make too much of a fuss. Once there is a disturbance, it becomes difficult to sustain. I really don't know what to do with this situation. "

Zhao Xiangyang pondered for a moment. He naturally understood the current awkward situation of the Fortune Pavilion. And these two years were exactly the period where he was recuperating and recovering his strength. The moment he angered the Northern Marshal, Hong Beifei, into an all-out war would be rotten to the core and would be unimaginable. From this, it could be seen just how vicious the Heavenly Execution Alliance's method of "putting everything on the line" to wash the Jin'ling Vault away with blood had been. It had shaken its foundation of a hundred years.

His eyes became cold and he said in a clear voice, "It's impossible to stop, it's a huge problem." The situation of the Central Plains martial arts forest was clear, with the North and South contending for hegemony. As for Jinan Da, he was famous for his strong forces and his experts. As time passed, he gained the upper hand in his rise in power and prosperity. As for Commander Hong Beifei, he was ambitious and plotted to dominate the martial arts world. Before long, he would definitely make a move to overturn the Central Plains. If the heavens are strong, the noblemen will never stop strengthening themselves. Instead of hoping the enemy will be merciful, you and I might as well try to fight back. In my opinion, Hong Jingtao's ambition is not inferior to his father's. After living in Zhenjiang Mansion for a long time, there must be no reason for him to do anything. Brother Dongfang, there is no room for debate. You know that I am not lying. "

Dongfang Yin sneered and looked at him: "Then in your opinion, what should we do?"

With a serious face, Zhao Xiangyang said in a deep voice, "Let's take advantage of the enemy's lack of stability. Both your family and mine will join hands and send our forces to the Zhenjiang Mansion to eradicate their powerful forces."

Dongfang Wei pondered for a long time and then said, "This is a big matter. Allow me to discuss a bit before I make a decision. "What do you think, Brother Xiangyang?"

Noticing his hesitation, Zhao Xiangyang said, "Alright, I'll go back and wait for your news."

When Zhao Xiangyang met up with Cao Zhanyi and the others. Cao Zhanyi asked about the situation inside, and since there were too many people talking, Zhao Xiangyang looked at him and shook his head, then left on his own without saying anything else.

On the other side of the pond where the Yu family's Jin Lin was swimming, Yu Xin'er and the servant Xiao Hong were playing with the carp in their hands while holding fodder in their hands.

However, he heard the refined young master dressed in white, Hong Jingtao, standing to the side. He also chuckled and said, "Yu Xin'er, don't run away. "You won't be able to escape from my palm anyway." Thus, he came to visit the Yu Family when he had nothing important to do in the past two days. Yu Xin'er is my friend, Hong Jingtao. It's been two days since I last saw her, so how many years has it been since then? Miss Yu, I missed you so much. Of course, they were all cultured people, so how could a young master from a famous family be so vulgar? His manner and speech were refined and refined; his words were gentle, powerful and unhurried. His gaze was gentle and affectionate, causing one to feel close to him, and he was absolutely not frivolous in the slightest.

Yu Xin'er threw the fodder into the water and saw the fish pond churning. Carp of various sizes fighting for food made a ruckus. She was dazzled for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, she looked good. He suddenly heard Hong Jingtao's words and thought that he had misheard them. He raised his head and asked puzzledly, "What did you say about me just now?"

Hong Lingtong's heart tightened upon hearing this, and he said, "Nothing much, I just said fish, don't run, you won't be able to escape from me." If you don't believe me, just look. " As he spoke, he threw a handful of fodder into the water, and the beautiful carp swarmed into the waves.

Yu Xin'er didn't seem to mind. She glanced at him and laughed softly, "Young Noble Hong, I see that you are very carefree every day. It seems like there is nothing wrong with you. You won't forget what I asked of you yesterday, right? "

"What is it?" Young Master Hong smacked his forehead and suddenly realized something as he said, "Rest assured, Miss Yu's matter is my matter and I, Hong Jingtao, will definitely not shirk my duties. Don't worry, I've already sent a lot of people to track down the whereabouts of Tan Gongzi. You have to believe in my strength. As long as I want, I can find his whereabouts anytime. I believe it won't be more than two days. "Be patient!"

"Any time. Can I see him now? " When Yu Xin'er heard this person's arrogant tone, she couldn't help but ask him intentionally. After so many days, Tan Biyuan was still missing. Her life and death was uncertain, so how could she be at ease.

He always appeared in front of her every day to show his great hospitality. He was hoping that the beauty would get a smile from him, but he never thought that things would go the other way. Right now, the person who worried her was still that Tan Biyuan, he just appeared a few years earlier than her. What's so good about him? Does he have a lot of gold when I'm young? He's still more handsome than me. Of course, there was no way for him to say these things. He could only reply, "Relax, it won't be long. I'll give you an answer in two days."

At this time, Mentor Ding Xiao Liu came in and reported, "Miss Yu, there is a famous young master Zhao outside the door requesting an audience. He said he was a friend of Tan Lingyun. "

After hearing this, Hong Jingtao was filled with doubts. He was the renowned Young Master. Since when did Young Master Zhao appear to swindle his name? He was truly a coward who didn't know his place. Yu Xin'er saw his expression and felt that something was wrong. She couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Hong, do you guys have a Young Master Zhao?"

Hong Jingtao declined to comment. He said to Ding Xiaoxi, "I'm also interested. Go and call him in."

She watched him leave with a faint look of sharpness in her eyes, then turned around and said to Yu Xin'er, "I'll let you see a good show later." If you see that Young Master Zhao, don't say anything. I would like to see who has the guts to pretend to be my famous Young Master, and see how I teach him a lesson. "

Saying that, she ran to the back of the forest and hid her figure, only revealing a pair of sinister eyes and watching Yu Xin'er's every move.